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As Ms. Dubay’s right hand reached your tit, she tried to work her fingers into the cup. Giving a big thrust you managed to break free from her kiss.
“STOP, STOP, Ms. Dubay get off me!!!” “What are you doing??” You struggle to get out of the seat and away from her. As you are backing away, she starts to follow you. Backing you into a lab table.
“Listen honey, I’ve been watching you; checking you out.” “You are a pretty sweet little thing. Much too nice, for a boy, even that Dario kid.” “I’m gonna make you mine you little minx”
“No listen, Ms. Dubay; I’m not, that way…”
Before you could finish, she was at you, her hips smashing into yours, forcing you back against the lab table. Her hands on your shoulders, bending you back. “You’ll do nicely Susan, such sweet young tender flesh” Her hands went to your chest grabbing at the bra straps. You instinctively tried to fight, trying to push her hands away. Before you could do any thing, she slapped you with the back of her hand, she kept slapping you. “Don’t fight me!” “You are gonna be mine!” You were getting dizzy from the slapping, the room started to spin. You heard the classroom door open.
“Everything OK here..?” It was Henry the old janitor” “I heard some…”
“Never mind Henry!! Shrieked Ms. Dubay.
“Oh, I see, got another one do ya?” “Go Henry, get out!”
“All righty” he said as he started to close the door. “I’ll be waitn’ for mine down stairs”
Jeanine knew she could keep Henry happy with a hand-job and letting him feel her up for five minutes.
Besides, who was gonna believe the old coot, half the time he forgot what day it was.
“Yes siree, That Ms. Dubay was certainly an operator. All the week she’d wear her hair back in a tight bun, dark glasses circling her eyes. Made her look so refined and educated; all the students and some of the other teachers thought she was so stuck-up. Never making small talk or socializing at lunch. However, Henry knew better, he knew her little secret. She’d always find a pretty young girl and find a reason to get her alone. Alone with all of those books, but those formulas and numbers were only a ruse. A ruse for Jeanine to do her thing; to attack young girls. Henry caught her once, she begged him not to tell. She said it was a sickness, that she could not control herself. So, they stuck a deal; Jeanine would give Henry a nice hand-job and let him feel her up for a bit. He loved her 36D boobs, and it had been several years since he had been with a woman; his wife dying 4 years ago.
That short pause was just enough for you to make a break for it. You didn’t get far, Jeanine grabbed the back of your torn blouse pulling you backwards. The jolt was so great you tumbled backwards, bumping in to desks and falling to the floor. The last thing you sensed was your feet coming out from under you.
The force of Ms. Dubay's backwards yank sent your feet flying out in front of you. Suddenly you saw the ceiling and the lights. That was the last thing you remembered. When you awoke you head ached, the room was dimly lit. Blinking and coughing you tried to figure out what this place was. Ok, now I recognize it, it's Henry's basement. You are lying on your back, your are naked except for your blouse. You can't seem to move, wait, I'm tied-up!!
"Well, well, sweetie, took a nasty fall did you?" said Henry, "That's OK, Ms. Dubay will set you right." Turning away Henry calls out "Jeanine, she's awake!"
"Wha, wait, what are you gonna do to me?" "I'm not gonna do anything, just watch. You can't get this type of show on TV or the computer." said Henry.
Jeanine walked in from outside, she was completely naked. She made a slow but determined walk to the old metal bed you were tied to. She stopped and looked down at your trembling body. Sitting on the edge of the cot next to you she started to caress your hair and face. "Now, Sue, we are going to get to know each other very well. Very, very well, up close and personal." She cracked a sly smile. Her right hand went to your boobs. She started to run her hand over them, feeling their soft but firm flesh, making circles around the nipples. Almost automatically the areola started to stiffen. "nice" she says.
"No, no, stop, get away, it's gross!" you cry."Quiet, my little pet." Jeanine says as she slaps you across the face."I'll decide when I'm done with you, in the meantime I'd like a little snack." She lowers her mouth to your breast and starts to lick and suck, squeezing them with both hands.
"mmmm, num," She moans. "STOP, STOP, STOP!!" you scream.
Pulling away from your boobs, she smiles at you and says, "Such spirit, you'll do nicely." Bringing her face close to yours, "I'm gonna make you a woman Susy, just try to enjoy it." You know what she means and you start to cry. Jeanine starts to kiss your face and lips. Your sobbing gets harder.
Ms. Dubay kisses you long and hard as her hands find their way to your tits. She kneads them and squeezes them hard. She pauses to catch her breath and looks down at the two massive teenage mounds in her hands."I forgot how nice young firm bobs can feel." "they jiggle nicely too." As she shakes them from side to side."How does that feel sweetie?' "Dose it make you tingle in your cunt, make you wet?" You just look at her with fear in your eyes. "Nothing to say?" "I can change that." she pulls back a bit and starts to fondle your tiny pink nipples. The aerola aren't much bigger than a dime, and the nipple itself is smaller than a pencil eraser. "Poor dear, looks as you got short changed in the nipple department." "How do you expect to nurse a baby, let alone please a boy with these tiny bumps?" "You've got a nice sweater full, plenty to get attention from all the boys." "I'll just have to help them along." Her finger went to your tender nipples, Henry watched from his chair across the room, he was grabbing at his crotch. No wonder everyone thought he was creepy; the entire room had pictures of naked and partly naked girls. You recognized some of them, they were class mates and girls from sports teams. It looked like Henry had taken these pictures while they were in the locker rooms. Over Henry's shoulder were three small TV, you could make out the girls locker room, a bathroom and the showers. So that''s why he spends so much time at school, he's got the place wired for sound and pictures. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through your chest. Jeanine was pulling your nipples. She had thumb and forefinger gripping the little pink buds. Gripping so hard they were starting to turn beet red. "Ha, ha, cutie, I'll give you sucking nips yet!" Pulling very hard she started to roll them between her fingers. Damn that hurts, "owww, owww, stop!" Jeanine smiles and releases the right nipple. She lowers her mouth to it and starts to suck in a tender and loving way, all the time squeezing your left nip hard. It feels good in a weird way. As she sucks, her hand runs around your trim flat belly, circling your navel, and them back to your boob. She releases the left nipple and repeats the sucking. Her left hand so softly caressing your right tit. "This is wrong, she is raping me." Old Henry is now stroking his thick dick, watch you get molested and violated. "hee-hee, Ms. Dubay you really got a good one this time. I don't think she's ever had a boys hand in her shirt." When you gonna let me get a feel?" Jeanine lifted her head off your breast, taking a big gulp of air; "In a while Henry, you know I like to break 'em first. Besides I'm sure this one is a virgin and that's a prize I want for myself." Ms. Dubay looks back at you and smiles. "that's right honey, you're pure aren't you?' You are filled with fear, you don't know what to do other than shake your head and softly say "Yes." "I knew it, yes a VIRGIN she shouts"
"Don't worry Suzy, Ms. Dubay's gonna fix that; I'm gonna pop your cherry and make you a woman." "I knew you weren't anything like that slut Carol; she's always giving it up" Ms. Dubay's hands start to run over your belly and hips. She whispers, "so sweet, so soft, so pure, untouched." her hands reach the top of your thighs. "No, No, please stop, I won't tell, don't go there" you plead with her. "It's going to happen sometime Susan, don't you want to be a woman?' "No, uh yes, maybe but not now." you are confused and scared. Her hands run the length of your thighs, up and down, she massages you, her hands exploring, touching going in places where only your hands have been. Ms. Dubay pauses and sits back on her knees, she feels her tits and drops one hand to her crotch. Her head arches as she touches her self. "mmm, ahhh you are making me so wet you sweet thing." Ever smelled another woman?
She takes her hand from her puss and wipes the fingers across your nose. "yuch, yuk, gag, ugh it smell strong. you've smelled your self before, after workouts, but never after playing with your self. You start to cry. Jeanine gets off the bed and stretches. "Henry!, come get some, you can feel her tits for a bit while I get ready; but keep your pecker out of her and you fingers away from that snatch for now."
"This is horrible, smelly old Henry is going to be the first man to touch my tits." You explode in tears crying no. no. no, no, no, no.
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