

Nanny3: Back to School 8/14 (Ff+/F, reluc) by LCDRJMC and
Greatness


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Part 8

* * * *

Athena Valentine dragged her spent, sweaty body across the floor,
her hyper-sensitive nipples dragging across the smooth cool
surface, leaving a moist streak behind her.  After a period of
endless agony, the weakened reporter finally found the strength
to rise on her hands and knees, to give her poor tormented
nipples some blessed relief.  Head drooping, she continued to
wearily move across the floor, slowly, instinctively, with no
idea of where she was going or why.

Her mind a blank, the crawling reporter was at a loss to
understand how she had come to find herself in another
humiliating situation like this.  All the exhausted woman knew
for certain was that she had once again lost her clothes, only
because her perfect, traitorous body had betrayed her.  Betrayed
her!

She stopped crawling and gathered her wavering strength for a
moment.  The room was spinning crazily around her and she
desperately needed everything to be still.  Finally the room
settled enough for Athena to make an attempt to stand, but the
wild spinning in her head proved too much for her and, defeated,
she sank to the floor, her body laying full length upon the
floor's hard surface.  Willing herself, the senior lifted her
head up off of the dirty floor and, instinctively covering her
exposed breasts, wearily looked about the empty classroom in
disbelief.  The desks had all been placed in a circle around her,
but the students who once sat in them were long gone.  Only Mrs.
Bohon remained, smirking at her from behind her desk in the left
front corner of the room.  

Bohon!  There was something very unusual about her nemesis Bohon,
but she couldn't place it.  She fiercely shook her head, sending
her damp hair flying, but that did nothing to clear it.  Finally,
Athena's befuddled mind comprehended what was so strange about
Bohon.  The beautiful teacher was undressed with her desk was
neatly covered in someone's clothes.

"Did something happen to her, too?" she wondered in total
bewilderment.  "What kind of dreadful school was this?"

Yet she understood the answer all too well.  Athena's dazed mind
knew that the riveting image of a beautiful teacher without
clothes was probably yet another of her terrible sex-related
hallucinations.  After all, why else would a teacher be naked in
her own classroom?

She sank down to the floor again, covered her face with her hands
and wept.

"What happened?" she sobbed.  "I don't understand!  What
happened?"

She was only here to give a silly little report.  So how did she
come to lose her clothes and climax in front of everyone when she
was all alone by the podium?

But she knew what happened, what always happened when her body
started to develop a mind of its own.  It was her special
sickness, this weird condition which had gripped her before!  Her
beautiful body would constantly betray her by erupting feverishly
at the slightest touch, real or imagined.  This time it was
flies!  Oh, God!  Flies!  Dirty, disgusting flies touching and
biting her perfect flesh which had brought her to this, another
humiliation for the Superior Woman.  

"No!  Not that!!" Athena sobbed.  She hadn't even thought about
that.  Fly Bites!  Fly bites on her privates!  Now she had to go
to the school nurse's office for some disinfectant.  It wasn't
fair!  Yet another humiliation for the Superior Woman!

"Flies!" she wailed to the room.  "Stupid, stupid flies!"

It was all so unfair.  She was so perfect, yet these terrible
things kept happening to her!  It was all so confusing.  All she
wanted was to be crowned Queen of the Prom, and then she could
complete this once-fun assignment.  She certainly was the best if
not only true candidate.  Anyone could see that just by looking
at her, the fabulous senior, Miss Athena Valentine, so beautiful,
so well dressed, and so in control.  There was no question that
the school was hers.  Hers!

Until now that is.  The world had suddenly spun terribly out of 
control, and all because of her secret weaknesses.  The pills
didn't help this time, nothing helped.  Her body had once again
become a bomb, ready to explode at the slightest touch.  Even
now, after all that happened today, she could feel the heat
within her boiling.  How responsive her once disciplined body was
feeling.  The sensation of the floor on her naked flesh was so
sexually stimulating she had a burning urge to start rolling and
never stop!  Her proud tits felt so swollen and lonely, she
wanted desperately to comfort them, to hold and squeeze them. 
Her tingling pussy was copiously leaking girl-cum, and to her
horror Athena found that she was gently grinding her hips onto
the floor ever since she had lain down, unconsciously enjoying
the delicious squishy sensation it was causing her bare cunt!   

She had to get out of here!  

She rolled over onto her back and, staring dazedly at the
ceiling, tried to clear her clouded mind as much as she could. 
Athena hastily worked out what she had to do.  She was sure she
had some old clothes in her SUV.  She would visit the nurse, get
dressed, and then get the hell away from everyone until the prom.
 This will give her some badly needed time to calm down, clear
her head, and try to be ready for the most important night of her
life.  She had to leave!

But first, the hard part.

Athena was almost too dizzy to even try to get up off of the
floor.  The flies had really done her in!  Stupid flies!  She'd
had so many strange things turn her on in the last year, very
young girls, medical exams, running in gym, a girl helping her in
a shower, and now flies!  Oh, God!  Small creatures made her skin
crawl.  Athena hated them all, flies, beetles, lightning bugs,
rodents, it did not matter.  They were disgusting!  Disgusting!!


"Thank God they weren't any spiders," she thought.  She really
did hate spiders, with all those horrible hairy legs and beady
little eyes.  Fangs, too.  Spiders had those terrible fangs.

At the thought of hideous spiders biting her vulnerable naked
body, Athena whipped her head around frantically to see if any
were currently coming at her, but for the moment she saw that she
was safe.

She rolled over onto her tummy and once again tried to rise from
the floor on her rubbery, uncoordinated  muscles.

Suddenly, she could hear the soft sounds of someone coming
towards her.  

Oh, God!  Bohon!  She had forgotten all about Mrs. Bohon!

*****

Bohon had been waiting patiently.  It had been an hour since she
had chased her pupils out of the room after the girls had
finished with the once haughty senior.

"Okay, then," said Mrs. Bohon with satisfaction as she looked at
the madly twitching naked reporter sprawled over the floor. 
"Class, I think it's time we call it a day."

Howls of protest rose from the students, but Mrs. Bohon was not
going to lose this opportunity.

"Come on, now.  Miss Valentine is obviously under the weather and
we should give her some privacy.  So everyone, out!"

By the time the class exited the room and Mrs. Bohon had placed a
"Testing" sign outside of the door and locked it, Athena had
collapsed into a fitful state of unconsciousness.  

Bohon returned to her desk and stripped.  She folded her clothes
carefully and placed them on her desk.  After a  check on Athena
(and a few fast surreptitious caresses), Bohon went to her
utility closet and found a plain box she had hidden there.

"Let's see," she murmured happily to herself.  "One of these, a
couple of those, and, oh yes, definitely...that!"  After putting
in fresh extended-life batteries and lubricating everything that
needed to be coated, Bohon carefully gathered up her toys and
returned to the classroom.

She fastened a thin harness around her waist, then sat at her
desk to wait.  She played casually with her toys, while keeping a
watchful eye on the beautiful reporter.  Athena was already
moaning and twitching in her sleep, and Bohon knew that her wait
would not be a long one.

"This is going to be sweet," thought the teacher.  To finally
have her hands on the delectable Miss Athena Valentine...oh, yes!
 All of those times when Bohon wanted only to boot the superior
young bitch out of her class forever, but instead she bided her
time and waited for the moment she knew would come eventually. 
Months of putting up with her I'm-so-superior attitude, and those
God-awful, class-disrupting childish tantrums Athena pulled
whenever she didn't get her way.  Yet it was worth all of the
strain of having Athena in her class because now it was payback
time.  

Yes, a payback time made even more sweet with the knowledge that
this haughty senior was in reality a spy, a reporter sent into
her classroom on some secret assignment.  Perhaps it was one of
those rare counseling sessions that had gotten out of hand with a
comely student which caused this intrusion.  Or it could be only
a fishing expedition, and Miss Valentine (or whatever her real
name might be) was simply trying to find out anything she could.
The fact that this truly beautiful young woman might have been
deliberately trying to disrupt her class for unknown reasons
infuriated Mrs. Bohon no end.  

Regardless of who or what Miss Athena Valentine actually was,
Mrs. Bohon had decided she would really give this naked bitch
something to write about- If She Dared!!

*****

Athena gave the teacher one of the sexiest shows Bohon had ever
seen while trying to get to her feet.  The dazed reporter rolled
over onto her stomach and, without realizing it, raised her
wonderful ass high into the air as she struggled to get up on her
hands and knees.

The horny teacher watched the nubile reporter wiggle her behind
at her!  It was a sight to behold the way the tight ass cheeks
parted and showed off that smooth tight pussy, and her
delightfully tiny and inviting anus.  She watched fascinated as
Athena's ass swayed back and forth while the young woman
attempted to rise.  It was more than Mrs. Bohon could handle. 
"Damn girl, you are hot," she groaned, briefly dripping her own
fingers into her streaming slit before walking towards Athena.

"You have been a very naughty girl, Miss Valentine," Bohon said.
With her hips raised up like that, Bohon knew the spoiled
princess only wanted one thing.  Bohon laid two quick blows of
her right palm on Athena's delightfully upturned ass.

SMACK! SMACK!

"OUCH! What are you doing?"  a shocked Athena yelped as she
quickly lowered her ass out of the way of the swinging arm.

"Get that back up here," Mrs. Bohon ordered.  She grabbed Athena
by the hips and pulled that tasty backside back up into the air.
"You deliberately teased all the students in this class,
stripping in front of the class and acting like some bitch in
heat.  That display was disgusting!   I'm going to teach you that
your sluttish behavior shall not be tolerated, not in my class!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Oh, please, it wasn't my fault!  It was the flies!"  Athena
howled as the blows rained down on her butt.  But her teacher was
right, it had been a terrible display she'd put on.  But it was
the flies' fault, not hers.  Had they not have crawled on her,
she would not have lost control.  

"Flies!  I'll show you flies, you teasing little slut!"  

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Athena, without knowing it, was really putting on a display now.
With each blow, she would swing her ass in trying to escape from
her terrible punishment.  She would sway her hips this way
desperately trying to evade Bohon's swinging arm as she slid
about on the floor.  But the blows kept coming down on her
rapidly warming ass.  And to make matters worse, dragging her
naked body across the floor was driving her toward another
unwanted orgasm.  Athena couldn't believe it!  Not again!  Not
now!

Above the distressed senior, Bohon was having the time of her
life.  "This was too good to be true," she thought  as she once
again smacked the girl's defenseless bottom.  The way Athena was
trying to avoid the blows was both funny and sexy.  She had her
shoulders pressed against the floor while leaving her ass high up
in the air.  It was fantastic!  Athena's mind was so far gone she
didn't even try to lower her behind to the floor anymore.  All
the naked reporter did was move that ass up and down as she slid
across the floor trying to get away.  How delightful!  Athena
squirmed around like a caterpillar, lowering and raising her ass
as she would indeed inch along on the floor.  Up and down, up and
down it went, while the merciless spanking never stopped.  Bohon
loved it.  The proud Athena Valentine, now reduced to a naked
inch-worm!  

"Naughty, girl.  Very naughty," Mrs. Bohon teased.  Her hands had
spanked all over the burning hips, but now she made sure the
vulnerable cunt received its fair share of attention.

"OOOooohhhh!" groaned Athena as her poor pussy caught fire under
the repeated blows and caresses!

SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  

Athena was in turmoil!  Her body was rapidly going out of control
and there was nothing she could do to stop it!  It was going to
happen again.  She was going to cum and this time while that
bitch Bohon was spanking her.  Spanking her!  She tried to get
away, she really did, but all her crawling seemed to do was to
set her swollen breasts on fire as they rubbed along the tile
floor.  She tried to stop the crazy sensations by raising her
shoulders, but then the next blow would only push them firmly
back onto the floor again, sending a shockwave of excitement
right to her heating sex.  She was reaching her boiling point and
there was nothing she could do to stop it!

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"No! I'm not going to do this!" Athena unconsciously shouted. 
She wasn't going to cum.  Not like this, and certainly not
because of what Mrs. Bohon was doing to her.  No!  Not like this!
 What did this woman want from her, anyway?

"Please, Mrs. Bohon!" moaned the begging reporter.  "P-please,
stop.  It...wasn't...wasn't my fault!"

"Then who's fault was it, Miss Perfect?  Eh?  Who's?"

SMACK! SMACK!

"I' can't...! I can't hold...!  Please!  I'm begging you, please
stop!"

Athena was so close!  If only Bohon would not spank her anymore.
Athena was trying her best to stop it, to stop from cumming, but
she could sense it was going to happen any second.  She bit her
lip.  She held her breath.  But she already knew that nothing on
earth was going to stop her from cumming and humiliating herself
in front of the hated teacher.  

Beneath their tan, the perfect buttocks were becoming decidedly
pink.  "Good time to stop," thought Bohon.  Besides, her hands
were becoming sore; so, she reluctantly decided to end the
wonderful punishment.

"You!" SMACK "Are!" SMACK "A!" SMACK "Teasing!" SMACK "Bitch!!"

That did it!  The last well-aimed blow caught Athena right on her
clit.  

"AAAAHHHH!" Athena cried helplessly.  Her whole body trembled as
she felt the blood rush to her pulsating crotch!  Oh God!  Oh
God!  Her stomach did a flip-flop as she came, this time while a
teacher was punishing her for being a teasing slut in class.  Her
legs tightened as she spread them as wide as she could.  She
couldn't help herself!  She arched her back, and pushed her
tormented backside straight up in the air.  

"Oooooooooooooooooh God noooooooooooooo!" she screamed as she was
overwhelmed by a delicious ecstasy.  She had done it to herself
again.

Miss Athena Valentine's orgasm exploded and the room went dark.

*****

Mrs. Bohon looked down at the prostrate senior and smiled
wickedly.  She knelt and ran her fingers through the wet folds of
the girl's dripping cunt.  "You are something, my lovely."  

She brought her fingers to her lips and licked Athena's girl-cum
from them.  "Yum," she murmured, "so sweet."  Then she dipped
them into the steaming honey pot a second time.

Bohon couldn't let the opportunity pass.  Quickly she rolled
Athena over onto her back.  "Oh, my.  You are a pretty one."  The
teacher looked down at Athena's naked body.  It was so tanned and
ripe.  Those breasts, even when Athena lay flat on her back,
didn't seem to sag.  The beautiful tan mounds retained their
perfect shape.  

Quickly Bohon dropped her harness, then swung her slim right leg
over the unconscious Athena's chest.  She lowered her pussy down
until the touched Athena's erect right nipple.  "Oh, yes" purred
Bohon.  Slowly, ever so slowly, the teacher rubbed her sex back
and forth over the hard little nub.  "It's even better than I 
imagined," she moaned as she moved her hips back and forth.

Athena's shattered mind dimly stirred.  What was happening to
her?

The teacher was lost fucking herself on Athena's tit, and never
noticed Athena's eyes popping open wide in amazement at the
beautiful ass moving back and forth in front of her nose. 
Instinctively she jerked her face  away from the sight, and the
back of her head slammed heavily against the floor.

"Ohhh," Athena groaned, almost fainting once again.

All Bohon knew was that she was fucking the proud breast and
driving herself toward the orgasm of her life.  She'd dreamed of
being tit fucked (it was one of her favorite fantasies), but she
had never made love to a girl with breasts that were close to
this size or near-perfect form.  She pressed down, mashing her
cunt into the flesh and trying to push the entire tit inside her
flaming cunt.  

As she pleasured herself, she looked at the wondrous bare torso
before her.  Bohon grinned mischievously.  "Oh, yes!" she said. 
The teacher reached over into the pile of things she had brought
and grabbed a long pink dildo.  She grabbed both of Athena's
ankles and pulled the shapely legs up in the air, and then hooked
Athena's knees over her arms so that her hands were free to work
on that tasty ass.

"Ohh!  Who are you?  What are you doing to me?" groaned a
befuddled Athena as she felt her legs raise into the air.  Who
was this strange woman?  What happened to her teacher?  "Mrs.
Bohon?  Are you there?  What's happening?!"

"Shut up, bitch!  You deserve this, for being a slut in front of
all those sweet young girls," Bohon shouted gleefully.  "Now take
your punishment for being a whore!"

Athena's bewildered mind reeled at the sound.  Oh, God!  It was
Bohon!  Bohon!  Bohon, saying terrible things about HER!

A shocked Athena's eyes went wide as her teacher pushed the slim
dildo against her backdoor.  "OH!!" moaned the reporter.  "No,
not there!  Please not again!"  She couldn't take that again, not
there.

"Again?"  laughed Bohon.  "You are a slut."  With that she
pushed.

"OH GOD NO!!!!!" screamed Athena.

Athena's anus resisted for a moment, then gave itself up to the
long pink invader.  "Oh please no," she begged at this new
violation of her proud body.

"Oh please, yes, you tramp," Bohon said.  Quickly and with a very
evil grin Mrs. Bohon turn the tiny switch on high and the dildo
roared to life.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

"You like that, don't you?" the teacher observed.   She slowly
began to fuck Athena's backdoor while she pressed her own hips
down, burying as much of Athena's right breast into her pussy as
she could.  "You deserve this and you know it.  Take it all,
girl!"  She rocked back and forth joyfully on Athena's breast
while pushing all seven inches of the vibrator up the senior's
tiny backdoor.

"Please..." moaned a devastated Athena.  Thankfully, as quickly
as the pain started it was gone as the teacher fucked her in the
ass.  This was even more humiliating then anything she'd ever had
happen in her life.  She was being fucked up the butt and it was
driving her crazy.  The buzzing in her backside was turning her
on just like earlier when she was trapped with her editor in the
office.  Athena had never even thought of anything being put up
her butt.  It was just too disgusting!  Yet for the second time
in less than an hour there was something being pushed up there,
and it was driving her uncontrollably toward yet another
wonderful orgasm.

"Take it all girl!" the teacher yelled in the heat of passion. 
Feeling herself on the edge, Bohon pushed the dildo deep and came
explosively as she humped Athena's tit.  "Yes!  Yessssss!!!" she
hissed as the climax washed over her.  Not satisfied, she
continued to work on the devastated reporter until she came a
second time as finally Athena herself exploded.

"NOT AGAIN!!!!!"  Athena jerked and twitched mightily under her
teacher as her unwanted orgasm overtook her at last.   She hated
herself for giving in so easily to it, for letting her traitorous
body once again rule over her superior intellect, yet she was
helpless to prevent the feelings of exquisite pleasure washing
through her very soul.  It was her sickness, but she was
helpless!  She loved it!  She loved it all!

The proud reporter, unable to withstand the torrent of
conflicting sensations and emotions roaring within her pillaged
body, passed out upon the floor once again, her teacher still
happily abusing the now quiet body.

*****

Bohon was seated behind her desk once again, adjusting her
harness as she carefully cleaned and prepared her toys in
anticipation of the next round.  She was far from finished with
the helpless reporter who lay prostrate on the floor. 

The teacher shifted expectantly in her chair as she looked with
burning eyes at the nude young woman on the floor.  Something had
come into her mind, something she had not consciously thought
about in a long time.  

"Of course," the teacher murmured.  "Of course.  Tammi.  It's
Tammi."

Now she knew why she had to risk everything to take this snotty
bitch here and now, with school going on normally all around her.
 It was finally an opportunity to heal an old wound.  As a
teacher, she'd been very careful (most of the time, anyway) about
being gay, because she knew she would be instantly fired if
anyone in the local administration found out.  So she had to be
very careful whom she slept with and when.  Over the years she'd
been with perhaps a dozen women as well as a few select teenage
girls (those student-teacher conferences can get so out of
control sometimes).  But none of them looked like Athena.  The
girl was perfect in every way.  It had disturbed Bohon the first
time she saw the senior walk down the hall towards her classroom.
 It wasn't that she herself was jealous of her.  As far as looks
go, Bohon herself could turn heads easily enough when she really
wanted to.  Maybe it was the way the arrogant Athena brutally
treated all of the other students and teachers, while at the same
time unconsciously flaunting her incredible sexuality.  

Bohon noticed Athena's superior smirk at the guys' obvious
reactions to her antics; yet, there were others who were also
affected.  Bohon saw that, incredibly, Athena never became aware
of the reaction she was sometimes causing with her own sex.  But
react they did!  The teacher could see the subtle signs of
confusion on the faces of some of the girls whenever Miss
Valentine entered a room, their normally cool eyes smoldering
with a suppressed longing.  It reminded her of her own high
school days when she was struggling with her sexuality, when she
first realized that she preferred to be with girls rather than
boys, but could not understand why.  

Tammi Smith was the most beautiful girl the young Bohon had ever
seen.  Bohon had known her since grade school, but by their
senior year, Tammi had blossomed into something truly stunning. 
She was very much like Athena, a walking blonde wet dream.  Tammi
was definitely her dream girl back then.  Every time Bohon saw
her, it was like seeing her for the first time.  She couldn't
help it!  Her heart would pound and her nipples harden.  She
would even get wet, down there, and that made her blush.     

What really intrigued her though was that Bohon had never seen
Tammi with a boy, ever.  "Maybe she's like me," thought Bohon,
and her mind reeled at the possibilities.  She became all tingly
just thinking about having the wonderful Tammi in her arms, all
to herself.  

It was then, as a senior, that Bohon had finally gotten the
courage at a party (after several beers to build up her
courage)to approach the divinely aloof Tammi Smith, the most
beautiful girl she had ever known.  But it hadn't worked out the
way she had planned, not at all.  It was at a large party at
Bohon's family home, one evening towards the end of their senior
year, and things had gone horribly wrong.  Bohon, in her drunken
inexperience, had turned what was suppose to be a very subtle if
hopeful caress into a clumsy pawing of the shocked Tammi's
breasts.  The outraged Tammi had then humiliated her in her own
home, right in front of her friends, calling her, among other
things, a disgusting little fag.

It took Bohon more than a year to work up the courage to even go
out again.  Tammi had hurt her and now, right in her very own
classroom, all sweaty and naked and defenseless, was her very own
Tammi, Athena Valentine.  

"I've waited along time for this, my dear," Bohon purred.  

*****

Athena awoke to find herself once again abused and naked on the
floor of Bohon's classroom.  In a complete fog, she rose from the
floor and stumbled towards the door, conscious only of the desire
that she must leave this place.

*****

The teacher watched with keen interest as the young woman moved
towards the door, looking wonderfully disheveled, as though she
had just received a very thorough fucking (guess who!), her mind
so blasted from sex that she had forgotten that she was nude and,
unless stopped, was quite ready to go out like that.

It was perfect!

"Forgetting something?" smirked Mrs. Bohon as she held up
Athena's robe by her left index finger.

Athena looked down at her naked body in horror!  Oh God!  Oh God!
 She had been just about to go...out there...Out There...!

"I'm naked!" she shouted as she held her head in her hands in
panic.  "Oh, no!  NO!!!  I'm naked again!"

She started to run towards Mrs. Bohon and her precious robe, but
the room began spinning again.  She was forced to stop walking
and support herself on a desktop.

Unable to face her teacher, she looked away from the strange
apparition behind the desk and with her open hands leaned heavily
on the desktop.  Unable to watch the spinning room any longer,
she closed her eyes tightly.  Athena was afraid she really was
mad!  What was happening to her?  Athena was sure that Mrs. Bohon
was NOT sitting behind her desk topless, just as she was sure the
room was NOT spinning.  It was her, it was always her!  It was
yet another part of her on-going sick sex fantasies, where people
touch her even though she's alone, where she could contrive to
lose her clothes in the most bizarre situations like a room
crowed with people, where even the simplest insects seem
attracted to her and were able to excite her beyond belief.  It
was crazy!  Crazy!

"Make it stop!" Athena pleaded.  She wanted desperately for this
nightmare to end, to wake up and find her carefully controlled
life still in order.  "Make it stop!  Please!  Please, make it
stop!" 

Mrs. Bohon watched the stricken reporter with delight.  The thick
golden mass of hair in total disarray, the tight deeply tanned
flesh, the smooth tapered back flowing into the indented waist
and flaring hips, the firm jutting buttocks that looked so
inviting, the sculptured legs, trim ankles, and small  perfectly
manicured feet.  So beautiful, and all hers!  For Bohon, it was
not just a question of the stunning reporter's comeuppance
anymore.  Oh, no.  It had become much more personal then that. 
She was going to break this proud bitch.

Drawn like a moth to the flame, Bohon gathered up her toys and
went over to vulnerable young woman.

*****

Athena leaned heavily on her arms and prayed for the room to stop
spinning.  What little remained of her tortured mind was
overwhelmed by swirling, unstoppable intense images of sex with
legions of naked women touching her, stroking every inch of her
perfect body, eagerly probing her every orifice until nothing
remained of her!  In spite of everything that happened, her body
continued to madly pulse with an unbelievable yearning, a desire
to be used, to be consumed completely in a sensual fire.  All
thoughts of her assignment, of the terrible humiliation which she
had just gone through in front of her classmates and teacher, her
current terrible vulnerability, everything, everything faded
completely  before this astonishing need!  But still Athena knew
she had to resist.  She had to fight it!  This was not her, this
was not her at all!  She was not some mindless slut, unable to
control her own body, she was Athena Valentine, the Su....  

Suddenly her mind was flooded with an intense feeling of
pleasure-pain, and it was coming from her heaving chest! 
Wide-eyed, Athena looked in open-mouthed horror at the tiny gold
clamp which had attached itself the tip of her left breast,
turning her erect nipple red in its strong grip.  She was getting
ready to scream when she saw a hand come from below and attach an
identical strange clamp to the tip of her right breast!

"AHHH....!" was all Athena was able to gasp as her brain was
overwhelmed by the strange sensations.  What was happening?  Who
would do such a terrible thing to her?

"You've been bad, haven't you?" softly said Mrs. Bohon from
directly behind the distressed reporter.

"OH!" gasped Athena who jumped in shock at the sound.  She wasn't
sure what was worse, having her precious nipples attacked in such
a cruel fashion, or being seen like this by someone else.  The
nipple-clamps were linked by a thin golden chain, and Athena
quickly discovered that when one breast made the slightest
movement, the chain caused the other clamp to pull on its own
tortured nipple even more!  She couldn't move at all,
otherwise...!  OH GOD!

"OOOOHHH!" Athena moaned.  The agony was strangely exquisite, and
the sensation reminded her somehow of that strange night at
Tara's home.  Her nipples felt the same then as well.  Oh God! 
It was too much!  She was ready to cum!  She had to get these
horrible things off of her chest, but she was afraid to touch
them, for fear of hurting herself even more.

"What's wrong?" asked Bohon as she slyly guided the head of the
strap-on between the very distracted Athena's tight ass cheeks.

"Oh God!  Oh God!  My...my nipples!  Oh God!  It hurts!  W-what
are you...?  Ooooohhhhh!"  

Athena stiffened in shock as she felt something work its way past
her elastic anus.   "Oh God!  What are you doing back there? 
You're not going to...?  No!  Not back there!  Not again! 
Please?  Please, no!"

Ignoring Athena, Bohon carefully worked the strap-on  until it
rested nice and deep in the reporter's abused anal passage.

"Oooohhhh..." moaned a very stuffed-feeling Athena.  "Take it
out.  Oh, God.  Not again!  Not again!  Why...why are you doing
this to me?  It's too much.  Too much.  Please.  Please, take it
out."

"Okay, precious," lied Bohon as she reached around and now worked
tip of the slim pink vibrator over the warm flesh of Athena's
bare mound and swollen labia.  Getting no reaction, Bohon slowly
inserted the device into the tight, squishy cunt.

"OH!!!" cried Athena in despair as she felt this latest invader
enter her proud body.   

"Perfect," said Bohon after placing the vibrator firmly within
the tight cunt.  A few inches of the intruder protruded outside
of Athena's sex, and Bohon rested the small flat bottom of the
device on the edge of the desk, so that the pinned Athena herself
was unknowingly holding it in place.

"Oh God!  Oh God!  What...what are you doing to me?!?"

"I'm not going to do anything.  But you, on the other hand, are
going to fuck yourself until you are knock-kneed."

"What...what?  I don't understand!!"

"You will, my precious slut," Bohon whispered lovingly in
Athena's left ear and turned the vibrator's switch to 'High'.

"AAAhhhhhh!" moaned Athena as the vibrator began to work its
insidious effects on her already ravished body.  "Please!!  Not
there!  I can't...I can't...control... Oh God! 
Anywhere...anywhere but there!  Too hot!  Too hot!!!"

Bohon reached for Athena's hips and joyfully pressed herself
tightly against the tanned skin of the young woman's back and
buttocks.  She luxuriated in the feel of Athena's flesh for a
moment, then murmured, "I've waited a long time for this, slut. 
Oh, yes.  Time to show us all the lesbian slut that you really
are, Athena."

"How...how DARE you...ooohhhhh...call me that...that name!"
gasped the frantic Athena as the need for a climax grew to
monstrous proportions within her molested body. 
"I'm...ohhh...I'm going to...to cum...ahhh...!  No!  No! I
mean...I mean I'm...going...to report you to...to the
p-principal!"

"Go ahead, knock yourself out," laughed Bohon as she pulled her
right arm back and slapped Athena on her defenseless ass.

"Ow!"  Athena jumped as she felt a stinging sensation on her
right buttock!  As she jumped, her body sang out with wonderful
sensations from her various tormentors that were so strong she
almost came!  She had to cup her quivering breasts from
underneath to try and keep her tormented nipples from pulling on
each other.

SLAP!

Unable to stop this latest attack on her person, Athena could not
help but to try moving  to escape the ravagers of her secret
places, but Bohon had her pinned against the desk so firmly she
could not get away, while any movement she did make just served
to excite her all the more.  It was terrible!  The slightest
movement of her breasts was maddening, while the terrible
vibrator and enormous dildo were practically making her dance in
her frustration.  What was happening?  What was happening? 

"Go ahead and try to get away, my precious slut," said Bohon
softly.  "You are mine."

SLAP!

"Ohhhh.  T-that's...not...fair!" Athena cried, tears of
frustration now running down her face.  Why did she want to cum
so badly?  She could almost taste it, the need was so intense.

"You come to MY classroom breaking every rule of the Student Code
that you helped to enact, and you, you miserable slut of a spy,
are going to report me?  I think not."

Slyly rubbing her thighs together, Athena finally turned her head
and looked pleadingly at Mrs. Bohon.  The reporter's  hands were
white as the clutched frantically at the sides of the desk.  It
was the only way she could keep from touching herself.

Trying desperately to gather her panting thoughts, she could only
whisper, "Please?"

"Touch yourself."

"Please?" Athena begged softly, not sure what exactly she was
asking for any more.  She twisted her hips, digging her bare cunt
into the edge of the smooth wood, forcing the vibrator even
deeper within her.  As she moved, the sides of her tormented
breasts pressed against her arms, her nipples being dragged in
excited discomfort by the tiny nipple clamps.  It was wonderful!
"Please?"

"Touch yourself."

"But...but I...I can't!" Athena wailed piteously.  Her body still
felt a terrible hunger for release, but at least she did not want
to plead for fulfillment from an uncaring teacher.  

"Touch yourself."

Unable to prevent herself any longer, Athena started to jerk her
hips in frustration against the desk.  It was what Boon had been
waiting for.  Soon the teacher's sly hands had the hips moving
back and forth in a deliberate rhythm.  Bohon then guided
Athena's unresisting hands to the bottom of the vibrator which
was protruding out of the reporter's swollen vulva.

"That's right, precious.  That's right."

Athena's trembling fingers lightly touched the strange object
protruding from her moving, throbbing sex, unsure of what she was
suppose to do with it.  Bohon firmly wrapped Athena's slender
fingers around the vibrator's end.  

"Do it," Bohon whispered seductively into Athena's left ear.  "Do
it."

Athena began to slowly move the madly buzzing vibrator within her
and quickly became totally lost to its insidious effects.  The
reporter soon grasped the vibrator greedily, joyously thrusting
it deep into her steaming cunt, her hands matching the rhythmic
thrusting of her hips.  

The young woman's mind was finally overwhelmed by her body's
needs.  Bohon knew she had won and no longer had to guide the
undone reporter.  The proud Miss Athena Valentine was now happily
fucking herself, and needed no help from her!

Each thrust of her hands brought the devastated Athena closer to
the edge and she mindlessly continued her own ravishment.  She
exulted in the sensuous feel of the pillagers of her proud body.
As each intruder pounded deep within her secret places, she found
rebirth, and squirmed delightedly to increase the effects they
were having on her.  She nearly died from the sensations her
shaking breasts were causing as her tormented nipples constantly
pulled against each other. 

A triumphant Bohon meanwhile was meeting each of Athena's
movements with a powerful counter thrust of her own hips, driving
the strap-on ever deeper between the quivering buttocks and into
the tight rectum of the moaning reporter.

"Uh...uh...uh...uh!" grunted Athena blissfully at each thrust of
Bohon's hips.  She was finally finding blessed release and it was
wonderful!  Her body had become a incandescent flame of pure
pleasure and it captured her very soul.

"YES!!  YES!!!" she shuddered as the first small climax passed
through her, then another and another and soon yet another, each
larger then the last.  Finally, too weak to stand any longer,
Athena collapsed to her knees.  Bohon immediately pushed her over
and the fucking quickly continued, with the totally lost Athena,
swollen breasts dancing beneath her, unsteadily balancing on her
knees and left hand, while still frantically working the vibrator
with her right.  Meanwhile, Bohon continued to pound Athena's ass
with the strap-on. 

After one final monstrous climax, Athena's left arm gave out and
she collapsed head and shoulders to the floor, unconscious.

Behind her, the strap-on had been working constantly on Bohon's
own clit, and at her fifth climax, the woman could take it no
longer and collapsed feeling very satisfied indeed.  She lay on
her back on the floor to rest a moment.  "I did it, Tammi.  I
finally got you.  I got you good."

*****

In the window on the hall door, a small hole appeared in the sign
covering the glass.  Paige and the other Three Amigos watched
stunned as Paige's beloved, in obvious enjoyment, was being
fucked in the ass by Mrs. Bohon!  

Natalie was the first to recover.  "Guess the honeymoon's over,"
she observed gleefully.

"Fuck you," muttered Paige bitterly.

"Lay off, Nat'," warned Lisa.

"Okay, okay," said Natalie as she held up her open palms in
surrender.  "So, what do we do now?  We can't just stand here. 
It's...it's dirty."

"She liked me," sobbed Paige, unable to take her eye from the
hole.  "I know she did."

"It's those seniors, Tara and that bunch," said Lisa comfortingly
as she moved the torn paper back over the hole.  "Look, Paige. 
Face it, in this school, seniors have all the morals of an
over-sexed rabbit."

"You're (sniff) right," said Paige.  "They're all a bunch of
whores."

"So what do we do about it?" asked Natalie.

"Prom," said Paige.  "We fix them at the prom."

"Hey, now.  Wait a minute," said Natalie.  "I don't like them any
more then you do, but tonight we're just there as the hired
help."

"But we are there," said Lisa.  

"True."

"And we can't let this deliberate insult to The Three Amigos go
unpunished."

"True again.  So what's the plan?"

"Let's go.  We've work to do," said Paige.

She turned for one last look at the 'Testing' sign covering the
window, and sobbed again.

"She liked me.  I know she did."

*****

End of Part 8

