




NEW: Nanny3: Back to School 10/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC
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Part 10

*****

Athena Valentine, beautiful, poised, intelligent, was keenly
aware of the horrible, delightful things which were happening in
her cunt!  Nothing else mattered for her!  Nothing else existed
for her!  It was now the focus of her being.  No longer the
school's Superior Woman, coolly ruling over her easily won empire
at Elisabeth Borden High School, Athena had become, in a single
impossible day, a mass of over-charged sexual impulses that
responded wildly to the slightest touch.  Nothing else was left
of her.  Once again her proud body was no longer her own, but had
instead become the unwilling property of others.  Athena wanted
to weep at the thought.  Her perfect life was no longer hers to
command!  It now belonged to...to these...these children who 
surrounded her!  

Her dazed mind could not fathom how such a thing could happen. 
Yet she knew.  Oh, yes, in spite of everything, she knew.  Deep
in her absolute misery, Athena knew she was her own worst enemy.
She had betrayed herself.

She felt so helpless!  Yet, what could she do?  How do you fight
yourself?  No matter what she did, outside forces always seemed
to overpower her once considerable internal strength and
discipline.  Her life was no longer her own.  She kept losing
control (and her clothes!), and frequently doing so under the
most humiliating of circumstances.  Even the clothes she was
wearing now were not hers, but those she had deliberately taken
from an unsuspecting student, when her own fine things became
lost somewhere.  

She could still taste the delectable teen she had seduced on her
lips, the wonderful scent still in her quivering nostrils, the
feel of the silky flesh on her finger tips.  

"Oh, God!" she cried in anguish as she remembered the pretty
girl, left naked in a classroom.  "So good, so good."

Athena walked in a dream world where nothing was real.  Only the
constant glow from her cunt existed.  The girls, in the playful
simplicity of children, had slipped something naughty into her
heated vagina, and it was driving her mad!  She had been terribly
abused all day, yet the constant stimulation made her entire
tired body feel tingly and alive.  Athena was ashamed to admit to
herself, but even after all that happened to her today, at this
moment all she wanted to do was find some private place and cum
in the worst way.  To cum and cum and cum yet again.  She was
sick!

She shook her head in despair.  All she wanted to do was write a
story for her paper, The Free Press.  To be a crack investigative
reporter, that was her dream, and this assignment was to be a
major stepping-stone towards her holy quest.  But to continue now
would be unthinkable.  She was totally out of control, and would
only continue to humiliate herself further until she had locked
herself away from the world for about a month.  What had started
as a straightforward investigative assignment was now, thanks to
her, an unbelievable mess!

But how could she let down the people who believed in her?  Would
Paige continue to look up to her if she did not take what was
rightfully hers, the title of this school's Prom Queen?  Would
her trusting editor ever give her another assignment if she
failed yet again?  And what about her own goals and self-image? 
Could she ever hold her head up if she quit now?

Thank God she was at least in safe hands for the moment.  Those
who were with her were girls who really cared for her (not like
that terrible Tara and her friends).  Even if, as they led her
down the deserted halls, they were constantly touching her and
unknowingly driving her more and more out of her mind with
excitement, Athena knew that they were only touching her out of
friendship, and in their youthful innocence they had no idea what
troubles they were causing to her traitorous body!  

*****

The four girls exited the building through a side door.  The
Three Amigos stopped and looked at Athena Valentine in wonder. 
It was clear from her beautiful flushed face and glazed eyes that
she had no idea of where she was or what was happening to her. 
Her mouth was open slightly and a tiny bit of saliva trickled out
of the right corner of her sensual lips.  Her chest heaved from
her ragged breathing, the nipples of her high-set 35C breasts
were incredibly erect through the tight material of the too-small
top.  The former tiny damp spot on the crotch of her jeans had
grown to very noticeable proportions.

"Wow!  Look at her!" gasped Natalie.

"It's you playing with that damn control that did this," grumbled
Lisa.

"What?" complained a smiling Natalie.  "What'd I do?"

"You know."

"Oh, sure.  And your hand on her tit, that's not doing anything
at all?"

"What about your hand on her ass?"

Paige gave the gasping Athena's vulva one last squeeze before
removing her right hand from between the reporter's trembling
legs.

"Stop it, both of you," commanded Paige.  "We'll have one of our
domestic brawls later.  That's her car over there in the parking
lot, isn't it?"

"It's an SUV," corrected Lisa.

"Her SUV," sighed Paige.

"And look who's parked right next to her," observed Natalie,
"with an entire empty lot to choose from.  It's Tara and
Company."

"Perfect," said Paige.  

"Sure you want to do this?" asked Lisa.  "She's pretty
defenseless."

"Defenseless, this hypocritical bitch?  Don't believe it! 
Besides, it's her own stupid fault!  Playing so high and mighty
with the rest of us, and all this time she's been fooling around
with Tara!  Tara of all people!  On Tara's own web site yet, in
that bitch's own bedroom!  Jesus!  The whole school's talking
about it.  Athena-cam!  Good grief!  And not just Tara, I bet. 
God only knows who else she's probably been with."

"Bohon?" said Lisa helpfully.

"Thanks for reminding me," muttered Paige.

Natalie giggled.  "I knew we should have subscribed to that web
site."

"God, don't we see enough of that bitch Tara as it is, without
watching her as the star of her own TV show?" said Lisa.

"Not naked," responded Natalie.

"That's going to change," said Paige grimly.  She turned to the
dazed Athena.  "Go to your car."

"My...car?"

"It's an SUV."

"Lisa!  Not now.  Okay, Athena.  Go to your SUV.  It's right
where you left it."

"Y-yes."

The parking lot was on the other side of the campus, and the
quickest way was to go across a large athletic field.  

Paige swatted Athena Valentine once on her perfect ass and the
dazed undercover reporter obediently started the long walk to her
large silver SUV.

Paige turned to Natalie.  "Still have the controller?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Keep her occupied as long as you can."

"My pleasure."

*****

Athena was sad to be left alone by her friends, but was dumbly
grateful to be without their constant touching.  The slowly
growing buzzing between her legs was bad enough without their
inadvertently adding to her out-of-control body's constant state
of over-heated excitement.  Without their distractions, she was
finally able to notice thankfully, that the field was completely
empty.  It would not do to have anyone see her in her present
distressed condition.  With so many strange things happening
today, Athena knew she was safest with either Paige and her
friends or when completely alone.

Mentally and physically spent, Athena had no idea what she was
going to do when she got to her car.  She wondered if she should
even try to drive in her current condition of trembling arousal.
Maybe she could just curl up in the storage area behind the back
seat and rest her eyes for a bit.  That would be wonderful.  She
desperately needed to clear away this sex-induced fog which was
so badly clouding her mind that she could hardly think.  

The buzzing between her legs was ringing in her ears.  She felt
increasingly weak and could barely see where she was going.  The
rubbing of her tender thighs, and the slight movements of her
swollen breasts were becoming electrifying sensations for her. 
The increasingly befuddled Athena felt she was being prepared for
something, but for what she had no idea.

"Keep walking," she muttered.  "Keep walking."

Without being aware of it, Athena began to rub her right hand
over the front of her damp crotch.  She did it lightly at first,
but soon increased the pressure until she was pressing her hand
firmly over her sex.  Yet the action did nothing to help curb the
raging fires burning there.  She could feel the vibrations
through the sweaty palm of her hand and she wondered at the
strange thing that was happening inside of her.  So desperate to
stop the exquisite sensations, the constant buzzing which was
starting to eat into her very soul, she started to tug on the
waistband snap with her left hand while her right continued its
obscene rubbing.  It was only then that the surprised Athena
discover a tiny lock was now holding her jeans closed.  Still
walking, she desperately searched her pockets for a key, but
there wasn't one.  

"Oh, God," she thought as she furiously rubbed her crotch in a
state of ever-increasing desperation.  "Now what am I suppose to
do?"

The climax was building, building within her, and Athena knew she
was running out of time.  She had to get these jeans off now,
otherwise...!

She started to run when suddenly a loud feminine voice rang out
behind her, "Athena Valentine!  Whatever are you doing?" The
frightened reporter jerked to a stop. 

Terrified, with her right hand still frozen guiltily over her
crotch, Athena turned to see two unfamiliar teens standing close
behind her.

****

"Natalie!" Paged said in exasperation.  "What are Sara and Gina
doing here?"

"Why is it always me?"

"Because it is always you."

"Well, I just happen to run into them in the powder room, that's
all."

"And?" demanded Paige.

"And?  And what?"

"And?" repeated Paige.

"Well, okay.  All I did was mention that if they wanted to have a
piece of the new, certainly improved Miss Athena Valentine..."

"Oh, my," gasped Lisa.  "Of all the girls to tell."

The presence of Sara and Gina in school always made The Three
Amigos a little nervous.  These were the only other people in the
world who knew of the girls' secret lesbian life, and in fact
were the ones who actually introduced the startled Amigos to
Sapphic love one night under the pretense of a nude sleepover. 
After that they had spent a few wonderful weekends together, in
what Paige called their "sexy pretzel," until the Amigos decided
that it would be best if they kept such activities to themselves,
as the other girls were more aggressive, and always wanted so
much more than the uncertain Amigos were ready or willing to give
them.  

But this time the presence of the sexually aggressive Sara and
Gina was just the sort of thing Paige was looking for to give
Miss Athena Valentine something to think about before her night
of glory at the prom.

"Cool," exclaimed Paige.  "I hope they both make that stuck-up
bitch's life real interesting."

"I thought you really liked her," said Lisa.

"I do like her," replied Paige.  "The slut."

"Like her enough to give her to others, especially to girls like
that?"

"Especially to girls like that."

"Why?  How could you?"

"You never did like Sara, did you?"

"After she kept touching me when I told her not to, then wanted
me to...to...!  Ugh!  Disgusting!"

"Wuss," sneered Natalie.  "Chicken shit."

"Well it was!" complained Lisa.  "Disgusting!  Brrr!  I tried,
Paige, really I did.  You know I did.  But I just...I just
couldn't.  Not with her, not after what she did."

"And we were never with them again, because of it," said Paige. 
"Were we?"

"No," agreed Lisa thankfully.  "But what about Athena?"

"What about her?  After treating us all like dirt ever since she
transferred here, I still gave her my heart and she...she...just
took it and threw it away.  Don't worry, Lisa.  Tonight will be
our turn to do some of the taking.  Tara, Athena, and the rest of
those damn seniors.  Our turn."

"Oh, yeah!" giggled Natalie.  "Hey, look!  The fun's about to
start."  

*****

Athena groaned to herself at the interruption.  All she wanted to
do was get to her car.  Athena had no idea who these girls were,
except that they were obviously part of the faceless mass of
underclassmen which she deliberately ignored, unless of course
one of them had something she wanted, which was rarely.  Well,
there was no reason for this bunch to know that anything was
wrong, no reason at all.

Still, this was not what she needed right now, to be confronted
by underclassmen who were far beneath her.  Most days she would
talk to them in the most condescending of ways, treating them as
her part of the school's queen demanded.  She would quickly put
them in their place, and leave them in tears, completely
humiliated.  But with all that was going on, she didn't need this
sort of bother at all.

"Hi, Athena," Sara called out. 

"H-hello," Athena answered uncertainly.  She finally noticed her
right hand and, shocked, tried to discretely slide it away from
her heated crotch, but the movement did not go unnoticed by
anyone.  "Can I...can I help you?"

"Are you sure that top is long enough?  It looks to me like you
are breaking the rules," Sara asked her.

"What?  My t-top?  No, I...I measured it myself, and it meets the
rules exactly," Athena responded weakly.  She knew perfectly well
that the borrowed top which was barely covering her straining,
braless breasts and left her tummy completely bare was not in the
rules at all.  Still, they were her rules after all, and Athena
was always considered the final word concerning any dress code
issue.  After all, it was her code, wasn't it?  Since they
obviously knew her (and who in this school wouldn't), she was
surprised someone would question her about it, even if she was
wearing stolen clothes.  If only that wonderful buzzing in her
crotch would stop.  She felt so weak and molten inside.  The
climax was coming, she could feel it!  It was impossible to think
about anything but that!  

But the strange intense looks the two young teens kept giving her
made her guiltily start tugging on the too-short top, pulling it
lower, trying to cover her bare tummy.  In the process, she did
not realize that she was exposing her unfettered breasts more and
more through her lowering neckline, at the same time causing the
stretched material to scrape over her still aching nipples and
make them instantly hard again, distracting her even more then
before.

"I see," said Sara.  "What about not wearing a bra?  I can see
you're not wearing one of those." Sara looked right at Athena's
lovely golden breasts.  They were bursting out of the stretched
neck of the lowered top, with all but the nipples exposed.  Sara
was delighted.  The princess was showing her tits to them!

"How...how dare you question me like this!  It just so happens
that I...I am wearing one, now leave me alone," Athena snorted
weakly in an attempt to imitate her old imperious manner.  Tired
of the game these strange girls were playing, she tried to push
by them.  Long day or not, she was still Athena Valentine!  But
Sara moved very close in front of the perplexed reporter,
blocking her way, while Gina pressed against her from behind. 
She was trapped!

"Let me see," said Gina slyly.  "I'll bet you aren't wearing a
bra at all."

To Athena's dismay, Gina took hold of her shoulders and held her,
as Sara grabbed both her breasts through the top and started
squeezing them.  

"Stop that!" Athena shouted.

Athena wanted to slap Sara's hands away, but Gina was holding her
arms from behind.  She struggled but could not free herself.  

"I don't think your wearing one, Athena," Sara told her, as she
gave Athena's nipples a wicked twist before moving her hands away
from Athena's heaving chest.  

"OH!" gasped the shocked reporter as lightening flowed from her
abused nipples to every portion of her body!

Before Athena had time to say a word in protest Sara held the
reporter's arms at her sides while Gina reached around, slid her
hands underneath the top, and kneaded the lovely bare mounds.

"Stop that, please," Athena said in a weaker voice now.  The heat
was beginning to overcome her.  If only her body was not feeling
so sensitive right now, but the hands felt so nice as they
squeezed her swelling breasts she ashamedly wanted it to go on
and on.  She knew she would soon lose control right here if she
didn't get away from these two girls.  What kind of school was
this?  It seemed so normal at first!

The girls switched and Sara again played with Athena's breasts. 
She had long since stopped struggling, and could only stand
quietly and hope that these girls would soon tire of this game
and leave her alone.  Finally they finished pawing at her tits,
but it had left her as light headed and as close to a climax as
she'd been at anytime today.  Without Gina holding her up she
would have certainly fallen to the ground and lost it for sure.

"Isn't that a bit slutty, Athena?  I'd never been caught dead in
something so cheap looking as this outfit," mocked Sara and the
two girls laughed.

That cleared Athena's head for a moment.  She hated it when
anyone criticized her clothes!  The senior steadied herself, then
pushed her way through them.  After a few steps she froze as the
constant buzzing in her cunt suddenly grew to monstrous
proportions, and the world started spinning crazily about her.  

"Ahhh!" Athena cried as she over-balanced on her fuck-me pumps
and fell face first into the soft, dry soil.  

"OOFF!" she gasped as her strained top immediately popped up
around her shoulders, causing her bare breasts to dig into the
dirt.

Winded, she instinctively rose to her hands and knees but could
get no farther, leaving her bare dirt-covered breasts to dangle
enticingly in front of the happy group.  She could only remain
there on all fours looking dumbfounded at the girls before her,
helpless and exposed, as climax after climax erupted mysteriously
from her volcanic loins!  

"Ooohhhhh," the reported groaned in uncontrolled ecstasy as the
world shook inside of her.

They stared at the gasping Athena's beautiful tanned breasts as
they swayed gently beneath her.  Even covered with sweat and
dirt, they still took the girls' breath away.  The rumors were
true, Athena Valentine, class prude, had not only forsaken a bra
today, but was not adverse to exposing herself to others!  Look
how she was shaking her tits for them!  They wondered if the
other things they had heard about her today were also true.

When Athena finally quieted after her flood of uncontrollable
climaxes stopped, Gina reached down and helped the trembling
senior to her feet.  She hung onto the tottering Athena to keep
her from toppling once again from her high pumps.

"Are you all right?" Sara asked facetiously.  The two teens
giggled uncontrollably at the perfect Athena Valentine's current
disheveled condition. 

"Uh, I...don't...think...so," Athena mumbled slowly, shaking her
head as she tried to clear it, not realizing her top was bunched
up around her shoulders.  The explosions in her pussy ended as
quickly as they had begun, and even the mysterious buzzing had
finally gone.  But her vagina was trembling even now, and it was
all she could do to keep from cumming again.  "What's wrong with
me?" Athena thought.  "Why can't I go more than 30 minutes
without having a climax?"

The two stared directly at Athena's bare heaving breasts.  They
looked so smooth and sexy as they sat proud and high on her chest
with the pink nipples sticking stiffly out for all the world to
see.  That rumor was true too.  Now they all wanted to see if the
last one they heard was true as well.  

Sara reached into the front of Athena's low-riding jeans and,
grabbing the exposed strip of the panty's waistband, pulled out
several inches of vermilion material.

"AHH!" shrieked a wide-eyed Athena as her tortured cunt almost
exploded once again!  The strained material dug deep into her
hyper-sensitive vulva and she almost fainted!

When the intense sensations from her abused cunt began to 
subside, Athena breathlessly gasped, "What...are...you...doing?"

"Kind of flashy for you, don't you think?" Sara asked
sarcastically.  She wound the material tightly around two fingers
of her right hand and impishly gave the caught underwear a really
good yank this time.

"No!  Please!  AAAHHH!!" Athena cried.  She was almost pulled
from the ground by the sudden upward pressure of her panties
being pulled so dramatically over her heated crotch.  She could
only watch in horror as Sara coolly tugged the stretched panties
even farther out into the open as the material sunk ever deeper
into her tender shaven pussy flesh and the crevasse between her
buttocks!

"Come with me or lose them," Sara laughed as she started to
swiftly walk away.

No sure whether the terrible teenager was talking about her
abused privates, her panties or both, Athena could do nothing but
shamble limply after the teen.  The only thing that kept her from
falling was the supporting presence of Gina, who walked alongside
her.  Of course, Gina seemed more interested in her swollen
nipples, and that did nothing to help with the hard time Athena
was having in keeping up with the fast-walking Sara.  But no
matter how many times she stumbled, Sara kept up her steady pace
and Athena was forced to follow along, or risk being dragged
across the ground by her panties.

Leading her prize, Sara had found the perfect place for what she
had in mind, and headed directly for a dugout located alongside a
baseball diamond.

The dugout had not been used for some time.  Sara had to force
her way in, breaking the rusting lock on the door in the process.
 The girls quickly helped a bewildered Athena down the stairs,
into the comforting darkness below, and away from any prying
eyes.  The openings had all been boarded over, so it was very
cool and dark, especially after Sara closed the door when all
were inside.  A few cracks in the wood planks allowed the faint
rays of a late afternoon sun to pierce the darkness, but only
objects directly in one of the beams of light could be seen,
everything else was concealed in the shadows.  Athena had been
placed in such a beam, and she stood blinking, trying to see into
the dugout's dim interior.

*****

"Well, there she goes," sighed Paige contentedly.

"Poop.  Battery's gone, too," muttered Natalie as she shook the
control, then dropped it to the ground.  "Oh, well. Can't see her
any more anyway.  Fun while it lasted, though."

"Natalie!" warned Lisa as she picked up the device.  "That's
Bohon's, remember?"

"Oops.  Sorry," Natalie said, then added mischievously,  "Want to
go after the rest of it?"

"Never mind!" said Lisa firmly.

"How high did you have it before it died?" asked Paige.

"I don't know.  Is 'Max' a lot?"

"It's enough," said Paige with a grin.

"My God!" exclaimed Lisa.  "No wonder she collapsed like a sack
of potatoes."

Natalie giggled and said, "I was just trying to get her
attention."

"Cool," laughed Paige.  "About time someone did.  We need to be
gone anyway."

"I'll say," agreed Lisa.  "We have to be back here in about an
hour to help with the prom.  Not much time to go home and
change."

"Time enough, Lisa."  Paige turned for one last look at the
darkened dugout.  "Bye, Athena, you stuck up bitch.  Have fun."

"Be seeing you," giggled Natalie.

*****

"Look at the dirt all over you.  We'd better help clean you up,"
Sara said.

Totally bewildered, Athena had no idea what was going on.  Even
after they stopped in this strange dark place, Sara still
retained her cruel grip on the heavily breathing Athena's
panties.  She was embarrassed by the way she'd stumbled over her
own two feet getting into this place and never noticed how
quickly they surrounded her in the dark.  In a blink of an eye it
felt like there were a million hands all over her, trying to
brush the dirt off her legs, arms and breasts (especially her
breasts).  She thought she felt one brush against her bottom, and
one even seemed to find her covered pubic mound again and again.
She tried to look down but in the strange light, but she couldn't
really see a thing.  She could only sense at the hands fluttering
about her body.  

All she knew was it was starting again, the heat was building, if
it had ever actually stopped.  And all because they were helping
get the dirt off of her clumsy body, because she couldn't even
stand on her own two feet.  After a few moments under the
influence of all those hands, she was almost too weak to even
stand by herself.  If Gina had not leaned her up against a wall,
she would have collapsed onto the ground.

"What the...?  Hey, Sara, you're not going to believe this."

"What? I'm busy," Sara growled.  She had finally given up on
tormenting Athena with her own panties, and was having a great
deal of fun twisting and pulling on the girl's bare erect
nipples.  She loved to play it rough, especially with a proud
beauty like this.

"Take a look."

"So, what are we looking at?"

"Her jeans."

Sara pulled out her lighter and flicked it on, directly in front
of Athena's crotch.

"Her...  Oh, my.  Look how wet she is!  Miss Valentine, you total
slut you!"

"No, look above that."

"What the hell is that?"

"It's a tiny lock.  It seems Miss Priss here belongs tosomeone."

"Oh, wow!  How cool is that?  Wait until everyone hears about
this!"

"Yes, but who is it?"

"Our mystery guest?  Tara of course.  I'd know that slut's
handiwork anywhere."

"Not those other girls, the ones she's been seen hanging around
with all day?"

"You mean The Three Amigos?  Ho, ha!  Those chicken-shits!  You
can't be serious?"

"Look, even the zipper's been broken.  She's trapped in there."

"So, our Princess needs to be set free, does she?  Come to mama,
honey!"

"What are we going to do?"

"Let's strip the bitch!" Sara screamed with joy.

The terrible sound of Sara's voice woke something deep within the
bewildered Athena.  She suddenly realized that she was in
trouble, especially as her top was pulled up over her head while
other hands fumbled at the front of her jeans.  

"They want to take my clothes off!" her blasted mind screamed.

The frantic reporter broke free of her assailants and,  losing
her top in the process, ran madly for the exit.  Unfortunately,
she had become so excited by the girls' savage pawing of her body
earlier that Athena became completely disoriented in the
darkness, and headed in the opposite direction from the entrance.
 She stopped just short of running headlong into the far wall of
the long dugout.  

Hearing the giggling of her attackers just behind her, Athena
searched desperately for a way out.  She found that the top of
the side wall ended at shoulder height, and formed  a deep
concrete ledge running its length.  At a touch of a hand on the
small of her naked back, Athena jumped for it, forgetting in her
haste that her breasts were bare.

"OOOWWWW!" Athena yowled in pain as her sore breasts slammed into
the top of the ledge, her poor nipples dragging across the rough
surface.  Frightened to move any further, Athena was still
hanging from her tummy when she felt hands pulling on her waist.

Finding a metal pole which supported the roof with her left hand,
Athena tried to carefully pull herself up the remainder of the
way over the ledge, but the hands on her waist now clutched the
top of her jeans, preventing her from moving any further. 
Suddenly Athena was shocked to find herself being dragged
backwards by her jeans, her nipples once again scraping the top
of the ledge. 

"Ooohh!" she groaned at the incredible sensations her tortured
nips were sending to her clouded brain as she held onto the
support for dear life.  

"Come down, Athena."

"NO!" she yelled through her tears of pain and shame, shame not
just at the thought of being naked in front of these strange
girls, but also at the feelings of unwanted excitement that were
already building within her traitorous body.  "Go away!"  

She still could not believe it!  They actually wanted to strip
her, her...Athena Valentine!  Didn't they know who she was?

"Okay, have it your way," said Sara.

Athena gave up her attempts to climb over the ledge and clung
desperately to the support beam with both hands as she felt the
tugging on her jeans increase dramatically.  But each massive
pull on her clothes caused her very sensitive breasts to continue
to be dragged back and forth over the surface of the concrete,
and no matter how hard she tried, she could never raise her
shoulders enough to fully escape this exquisite teasing. 

"Come out, Athena!" sang Sara.  While tugging with her friend,
Sara still kept one hand free to work on Athena's damp cunt
between her clenched thighs.  "Come out and we'll play!"

"Uuhhh," groaned Athena as something powerful gripped her heated
pussy and began to rhythmically massage it.  "Oh, God!" she
thought.  "That feels so good!  This kids!  Didn't they know
enough not to hold her there of all places?"

The constant pulling by Sara and Gina was beginning to have an
effect, and the increasingly excited Athena noticed that her
low-riding jeans were becoming noticeably lower.  Soon she could
feel the cool air on the top curves of her buttocks.

"No!" she cried again, although not as strongly as before. 
Sara's clever hand was having an insidious effect on the terribly
distracted reporter as Athena felt  what little strength she had
left quickly fading.  She unconsciously spread her legs just a
tiny bit to give the pleasing hand better access to her hungry
sex while she continued to weakly beg, "Please, no.  You must
stop.  You must."

Sara immediately felt Athena's thighs loosen and she knew that
this beautiful proud senior was hers for the taking.  And she
wanted her, wanted her so bad she could taste it.  This girl had
a natural grace, poise and looks that Sara knew she would never
possess.  It was payback time and Sara was going to enjoy every
minute, every second of it.

As Athena's firm ass became increasingly exposed and the tanned
flesh was gleaming in the semi-darkness, her tormentors cruelly
started singing, "Moon River...."  The helpless Athena wanted to
die of shame!

When her behind was half-exposed and the front waistband of the
tortured jeans digging cruelly into her pelvis,  Athena knew
things could not become any worse.  But they did.  A loud 'RIP'
sounded through the dugout as the crotch of Athena's tormented
jeans burst open!  

"Whaa!" Athena bawled as her jeans and panties were easily pulled
down her kicking legs, and off her bare feet.  "I'm naked again!"
she sobbed.  "I'm naked!" 

"Yes!" exulted a victorious Sara as she held up Athena's crumpled
panties in triumph.

"Finally," sighed Gina happily.  Now the fun could really start!
She looked at the kicking Athena and noticed in the fading light
something emerging from between the naked senior's movingthighs!

"What the fuck is this?"

"What now?" grumbled Sara as she returned from hiding Athena's
clothes in the far corner of the dugout.  

"Did you slip her something?"

"What?"

"Did you put something in her cunt?"

"Not yet."

"Well, someone did."

"WHAT??"

Sara's lighter erupted briefly in the darkness.  "Wow!  No wonder
she looked distracted."

"Oh!" the overcome Athena gasped in automatic disappointment or
relief (she wasn't sure which) when her pussy felt suddenly
empty.  Whatever Paige had given her was gone.  She clamped her
legs together as she felt  hands moving over her naked hips.  Now
what were those devil children up to?

"Have we been a bad girl?" cooed Sara as she ran her hands freely
over Athena's fabulous flesh.  She had the vibrator tucked safely
away.  It was hers now.  So was this beautiful proud bitch,
Athena Valentine.  She was hers too.  "Have we been bad?"

"Noo!" moaned Athena.  "No!  I'm a good girl!"

Sara and Gina each took one of the firm half-moons and began to
joyfully pinch and spank each curvaceous mound.  Athena continued
to kick wildly with her legs in protest, but that only seemed to
encourage them in their depredations of her poor behind.  They
loved it even more when they did the same thing to her pussy,
spanking and tweaking the tender flesh between the kicking legs!

"WWHHHHAAAAA!" wailed Athena as her defenseless body was molested
by the two terrible teens.  Her exhausted mind could not think of
any way to escape.  She was helpless to protect herself!  Yet
even her complete degradation at the hands of these children did
not stop Athena's body from responding wildly to their unwanted
touch.  Her heart raced as the cruel abuse of her privates pushed
her inexorably towards another humiliating climax! 

The two teens could sense Athena's growing arousal as her legs
kicked less and less.  Her sweet vaginal juices were trickling
down her inner thighs from the sopping abused cunt.  Her sobs
were fading, and in their place came unconscious sounds of
pleasure.  Sara and Gina stopped what they were doing and looked
at each other, their eyes gleaming in triumph.  They briefly
kissed, then returned to the taking of Athena Valentine.

Her legs only moving feebly now, Athena's distraught mind was
overwhelmed by the attack on her defenseless body.  Stripped
naked and totally humiliated by these children, yet she still
could not stop but wonder how amazing it all felt.  

"Why does everything they do to me have to feel so good?" she
wondered in complete bewilderment.  She was burning, burning with
an unbelievable level of excitement, and all because of them! 
"It's not fair!  It's not fair at all!"   

Lost in a flood of incredible sensations, Athena stiffened as the
blood rushed to her vagina, the cuntal muscles fiercely
contracting.  Oh, no!  Oh no!  She had done it again!  She was
completely out of control!  Why wasn't she paying attention?

Hips pounding the wall, she moaned helplessly as her abused body
erupted and the orgasm swept over her, "UUHHHhhhh!" 

When it was done, Athena hung limply over the ledge, all thought
of resistance gone.  She didn't have the strength to fight any
longer.  She existed only for pleasure now.  In spite of her
shameful cumming in the company of the two teens, her lost body
hungered for more.  

To test the extent of her surrender, the grinning Gina thrust two
fingers into Athena's sopping cunt.

"Oohhh!" gasped Athena in delight at the sudden invasion of her
body.  In spite of the humiliation at being abused by a strange
girl, Athena could not help but to spread her tired legs a little
wider.  Something was in her cunt and it felt wonderful!  Soon
there were tears in her eyes, and sobs growing in her chest. 
These teenagers had her naked and helpless, and all she could
think of was her streaming cunt, her hungry body!  Where was her
self-respect, her shame?  How could she keep doing this to
herself?

They pulled the weeping senior from the ledge and laid her on the
very dirty floor.  Sara stripped and sat cross-legged on her
clothes on the floor.  She unceremoniously dragged the limp
Athena into her lap.  

"I'm (oh!) so sorry," sobbed the crying reporter as Sara twisted
and pulled mercilessly on Athena's proud up-thrusting breasts. 
Athena had lost her clothes and was making a complete fool of
herself once again.  Every time these teens touched her body she
felt breathless and tingly all over.  The contact of the teen's
bare skin on her own heated flesh was driving her crazy!  So
good!  It all felt so good!  Any thought at self control or
protecting herself was forgotten.  She wanted to be touched, to
be loved, but most of all she wanted to cum.  Athena could feel
it building within her, that out-of-control sensation that kept
happening to her, so terrible and yet so thrilling, and, deeply
ashamed, she knew in her soul that she wanted it to go on
forever.  She wanted to lay there in the dark and cum and cum and
never stop.  It was her fault.  It was always her fault.  "I'm so
(ow!) sorry!"

"Yes, precious," agreed Sara with her hands full of Athena's
marvelous tits.  "I know you are."

Athena reached up and pulled Sara's face down onto hers, their
lips mashing.  Soon their tongues were intertwined and they felt
the electric pleasure of their naked bodies pressing against one
another.  Athena reached between their entwined bodies and
greedily held Sara's small dangling breasts.

The nude Gina spread the distracted Athena's legs and lay between
them.  She began to lick and suck the defenseless slit nestled
there.  Athena moaned and bucked her hips under the attack, but
still the persistent Gina expertly worked on Athena's crotch,
bringing her close to the brink again and again, but never enough
to push her over.

After being teased and teased by the relentless Gina, the
bewildered Athena could take it no longer.  She broke her kiss
with the girl above her and looked around wildly.  

"Please.  Please," she babbled.

"Please, what, princess?" Sara whispered, knowing full well what
Gina was doing to their prize.

"P-please.  Please, do it.  Do it to me.  Please," Athenabegged.

"Do what, princess?" Sara purred.

"Do me.  Please.  I can't...I take it any more.  Please."

"Please, what?"

Athena had reached the end.  She threw away what little pride her
crazed mind still contained.  "Fuck me," she pleaded to anyone
who could hear her as tears of frustration and shame filled her
insane eyes.  "Let me cum.  Please let me cum."
 
There!  It was done.  She had finally sunk as low as she possibly
could.  Athena Valentine, the Superior Woman,  was begging a
young high school student for sex.  She was begging a strange
young girl for sex!  Oh God!  Oh God!  She looked up hopefully
with pleading eyes at the teenager holding her and smiled.  It
was the innocent smile which a small child gives to a stern
parent in the hopes of receiving a very special treat.  It was
all she could do.

"Well, I'll think about it," remarked Sara.  "Keep going, Gina."

"My pleasure," murmured Gina softly and put her face once again
between the shocked Athena's wide-spread thighs.  She pressed her
mouth to the delightfully smooth flesh and continued her assault
on the helpless reporter's shaved sex.

"Nnnnooooooo!" Athena screamed as her hips bucked wildly at
Gina's wicked touch.  "NNNOOOO!"

She tried escape one last time, but Athena's assailants proved to
be too much for her in her weakened condition.  Too much had
happened today and the 23-year old woman could endure it no
longer.  The pitiful remnants of her mind fled into the darkness.
 The creature once known as Athena Valentine needed release and
she did not care where she found it.  But a change had occurred.
Something buried deep within her had finally been set free and
she needed more then a simple release now, much more.  She needed
a woman, any woman, and she needed her...Now!!  The tormented
reporter twisted in Sara's lap and threw her face between Sara's
wide-spread thighs, eagerly pushing her tongue deep into the
naked teen's hot wet cunt while she held tightly onto the girl's
slim hips, inhaling the heady fragrance coming from the girl's
sex as she buried her nose into the soft fur matt of trimmed
pussy hair.  

"Ohhh, that's nice," purred the terrible Sara as the beautiful
wild thing between her legs suckled madly on her pulsating pussy!
 She stopped abusing Athena's breasts and leaned back on her
arms.  "Oh, baby!  Oh, yes!  Keep going like that, princess, and
I'll never let you go.  Never!"

Gina, carried away by what was happening, started sucking on
Athena's erect clit, and suddenly the darkness was filled with
screams!

*****

The three seniors raced across the dark field.

"What are we doing?"

"Didn't you hear it?"

"I didn't hear a thing."

"Hear what?"

"It sounded like a...a scream."

"Oh, stop already."

"No, really.  A scream."

The girls stopped on the far side of the dugout and crouched down
behind the roof when two people emerged from the stairway at the
other end.  

"Who's that?  They look so weird."

"Shut up!"

The two strangers walked into a pool of light just off the
entrance to the dugout.

"They're girls!"

"It's Gina and Sara!"

"Shut up the both of you and listen!"

*****

Gina held the staggering Sara at arm's length by the back of the
collar.  Sara, making soft whimpering sounds, was walking with
her hands cupped firmly between her wide-spread legs.  

"Owww," groaned Sara.

"Will you stop that?" grumbled Gina.

"But she bit me," complained Sara weakly.  "The bitch bit me."

"Christ, stop complaining!  It's getting on my nerves."

"But it hurts," whimpered Sara.  "Real bad."

"So you had to piss on her.  How stupid can you get?"

"She bit me!"

"She was laying on your clothes, idiot!"

"She bit me."

"God, you stink!"

"Don't yell at me.  It's your fault.  Why couldn't you find her
clothes?  Ow, it hurts!  I need a doctor!"

"You're the one who hid them!  Shit!  Okay, but you're riding in
the trunk."

"What!?!?"

"You're in the trunk this trip.  No way are you going to stink up
my car!"

"You can't do that!"

"Watch me.  And from now on, Sara, we're going to do what I want
to do, not whatever you want.  Got that?"

"Hey!"

"Or you can walk!"

"Whaaaaa!"

*****

End of Part 10




