Message-ID: <8099eli$9802041401@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: jaypee Subject: tortured teacher 2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <34D7BFEF.3D44@KIVA.NET> TORTURED TEACHER Chapter 2 by Joy Paine index words: humiliation h# NOTE: with one exception, the characters in this story have no resemblance to any person living or dead. The exception is that I like to picture myself in the story, from time to time. "But wait a minute", one of the ladies protested. "You mentioned the possibility of blackmail. How can we make sure that they don't take pictures of us that they can use to blackmail us afterward? I just can't imagine anything worse than being forced to work in a place like that," she shuddered. "I've thought of that, too," Sheila replied. "Look here." She picked up a little suitcase from the floor, laid it on the table. Opening the lid, drew out what looked like a small bag, made of black silk. Drawing the bag over her head, she adjusted it so the eyeholes were in the right place, and tied the drawstrings under her chin. "There," she said, her voice a bit muffled by the silk. "I defy the Devil himself to recognize me now, especially with my clothes off." A naughty tone crept into her voice. "Sure, we'll be naked, of course. We'll feel much more wicked that way. And it'll be more fun when Susie gives us the blow job -- or we work on each other, if the spirit moves us. And look," she demonstrated, "these masks have flaps that open up over the mouth, so they won't interfere with any kissing we want to do. "And that's part of the fun, too," she went on. "If we want to make a little love with one another, nobody will know for sure who her partner is. And the rest of the girls won't know who is making out, of course. And -- most delicious of all -- Susie won't know who is raping her (I think we can use that word) while we'll know damned who she is. "So any pictures that are taken will show only Susie with a bunch of anonymous naked girls, so there's no possible way they can be used to blackmail any of us. h# "As a matter of fact," she added as an afterthought, "we might like to take a few pictures ourselves. Not only as souvenirs, but just think of the kick if we spring them on Susie some time during our regular bridge sessions. For instance," she giggled, "we could have a set of prints made up the size of our playing cards, and let the dummy casually lay them out some time when Susie is declarer. You'd be willing to make the prints for us in your lab, wouldn't you, Gertie?" Gertie nodded, caught up in the spirit of the adventure. "So let's put it to a vote. We don't all have to go, although Jack says that we'll have to pay a total of $350, regardless of how many of us do take part. How about it, girls?" The motion carried unanimously. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |