After School Detention - Main Thread
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				Title: <strong>After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 07:30:20</strong>
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				Main story thread for After School Detention<br><br>Players:<br>NileGoddess<br>Iraiz<br>Chaos<br>pleaseteaseme<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 01:15:48</strong>
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				Michael Weston awoke to the sound of his bedside alarm ringing, he cursed as the noise filled his ears and a quick glance at the large red numbers confirmed it really was time to get up. “Why is it always so much harder to wake up on a school day than at the weekend?” the young man thought to himself as he rolled back the covers and headed towards the bathroom for a shower. After he had showered he took some time to do his hair in the mirror and prepared to have a shave, but that idea was soon abandoned by the voice of his mother outside the bathroom, apparently he'd been in there long enough already.<br><br>He headed back to his room with just a towel around his middle, glancing at the class timetable he had on the pin board above his bed, not a bad day of classes lined up by any means he thought. He dressed in his school clothes and grabbed his bag by the side of his desk, making sure he had the right books before he headed downstairs to grab a slice of toast and down the mug of coffee his mother had poured out for him.<br>8:15am on the dot, as if he were a perfectly crafted machine his friend and fellow football teammate Tom rung the door bell, he called out “Cya Later!” to his parents and he headed off on the walk to school. Like most days the talk was either of football or girls, and today it happened to be girls as Tom recalled the details of his date with a cheerleader last night. Paul listened on as Tom told him pretty much everything, perhaps a little too much info, but then most guys would brag if they'd gotten a blowjob from one of the hottest cheerleaders, wouldn't they?<br><br>Upon arrival at school the guys headed off to their lockers, exchanging a few words and handshakes with some of his friends who were already there until the bell went to signal the start of classes. The guys continued to talk loudly amongst themselves as they headed off towards the changing rooms for sports class. Paul always liked this day as sport for his number one subject at school and he had a double period of it, meaning he'd be out playing football from now until lunch, and probably through most of lunch too. He was sure the team coach and fixed it so he had all his best players in the same lesson. The changing rooms were filled with the loud noise of the guys laughing and talking, most of it aimed at Tom as he retold the tale of his date last night, it seeming his variation of the story differed a little to the version Stacey was telling people.<br><br>As it always seemed to, Sports class went by way too quick for his liking and it wasn't long before the guys were back in the locker room getting showered and dressed, the talk now being directed at 2 guys. One was a slightly out of shape kid who was repeatedly being told how funny it was when he tried to catch the ball only to end up in a large puddle of mud, and the other a quiet boy who was being accused of checking out everyones package, much to the amusement of everyone else.<br>Once dressed Paul checked his appearance in the mirror, ran his hands through his hair to adjust it to his liking before he headed off to his next class. He smiled as his friend Jack reminded him that this was Miss Bell's class, unsurprisingly she was most popular amongst the guys at school. Paul was delighted with the seat he had in her class this term, where he sat he had a perfect view of her as she moved around at the front, and he hoped today would be no different.<br><br>With the locker room so close by him and a couple of his friends were among the first to arrive. Heading over to his seat he swung his bag under the table, turning to greet the girls sat behind him as they all made some small talk between them as they waited for everyone else to arrive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>06-05-2010, 18:21:54</strong>
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				The mornings were dead and every time his sneakers hit the ground, it was like sand on sand in his ear drum.&nbsp; The sound should have been blurred out by his surroundings, but David was awake a running before most had their morning coffee brewing.&nbsp; Rounding the final corner, he could easily tell good time was being made; the sun was just cresting over the tree line.&nbsp; Sprinting the last bit, the flimsy red shorts clung to his sweating waist as his body pushed through the air at full speed until he reached his house.&nbsp; <br><br>David was most definitely not on the track team or any team for that matter but he started running to stay more alert during morning classes and then he got hooked onto it.&nbsp; After a quick shower, he throws on a pair of khaki shorts and a faded Led Zeppelin t-shirt.&nbsp; “Morning mom, Kate…Oliver!”&nbsp; Raising his voice as he sees the old lab, David kneels down and takes the jowl-heavy face and kisses it all over.&nbsp; Giving his sister a pat on her head, at seven years old she found kissing to be icky, he moved on and gave his mom a kiss on the cheek before walking to school.<br><br>David’s first period class was Chemistry and the only thing he had to look forward there was a couple of cute girls in the class and the occasional experiment.&nbsp; Next, was English and he had that class with his best friend, nicknamed Chum.&nbsp; These two had already picked out the exact dorm they were planning to share next year, pending Chum could get into college. Chum and David were together through English, lunch and then into Ms. Bell’s class.&nbsp; “Hey David, let me see your homework really quick, I just want to check my answers.”<br><br>Rolling his eyes, David tugs the loose leaf paper free of his book and the two guys huddle together against the lockers outside the classroom door.&nbsp; “Hurry up, Chum.&nbsp; Half your answers are wrong!”&nbsp; Glancing over his shoulder, David checks out to see if anybody was paying attention and then grabs his homework back.&nbsp; Finding their seats behind the girls that Michael was talking to; they both loved to eavesdrop on the conversations and laugh about them later.&nbsp; David loved this class, Ms. Bell was a great teacher in his opinion and she was beautiful.&nbsp; In his fantasy, she was a simple, sweet woman and he weren’t in high school.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>07-05-2010, 13:36:38</strong>
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				Keiko was up in plenty of time to get to school, but she wasn't too happy about it. Another boring day stretched ahead of her, without much to look forward to. Still, she had breakfast with her parents, and wished them a dutyful goodbye before leaving the house and joining the pack of girls she shared the short trip to school with. At least on the walk in she was with friends, and they spent the time giggling about Stacey's account of her date with Tom last night. Privately, Keiko wondered what Tom's side of the story sounded like - probably he came out a bit better!<br><br>The laughter finished as they parted ways at their lockers, each heading off to their own classed, and Keiko sighed. History first, another dull look at people she didn't care about - why couldn't she just spend the morning outside in the sun? But nope, can't disappoint daddy by skipping, she thought, and sat down to try to pay attention while carefully not noticing the looks Brian was trying to share with her. He was a cute guy, sure, but too full of himself and (like Tom) far too likely to brag;Keiko had no intention of having her name doing the rounds as his latest conquest!<br><br>The morning dragged on, but at last it was lunch time, and she could spend time with her friends. Sitting out in the sun, chatting away with the girls, restored some of her spirits, as did the thought of the next class. Miss Bell was a much more interesting teacher than the others, and Keiko was actually looking forward to studying under her. She felt a little nervous about it, in fact, but when the bell rang, she hurried to the class room to be sure to get a good seat. She sat with the other girls, chatting away as they waited for the teacher to arrive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 04:48:25</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa Bell walked through the door to her classroom just as the bell for the start of the period finished ringing. Her students were buzzing about to each other as usual, and while they talked, she made her way between the middle rows of desks to the front of her room. Her own desk sat in the corner, neat and organized, and the front wall was encompassed by a large white board.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She wore a lilac colored blouse with transparent sleeves, and a short pencil skirt that stopped several inches above her knees. By far, it wasn’t her most provocative outfit, usually like the ones she wore on the first few days of class. It was just enough to keep the boys into her and let their imaginations want a lot more. They loved to stare at her long, stockinged&nbsp; legs and high heels.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Alright everyone, please settle down,” she said firmly, setting her laptop case on her desk. “We have a lot to work on for today.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She glanced over her students, carefully picking out the three she had previously selected. Michael was seated near the front. He always liked to drool over her, she noticed the past few days. A ways behind him sat David. The two of them had been specially picked by a pair of rich women looking for young studs to keep them satisfied at a mansion somewhere in Europe.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Just to the side of them sat Keiko. Vanessa had been a little hard pressed to find an Asian girl in the school, but she would do nicely. She wasn’t sure of her ethnicity, whether she was Japanese, Chinese, or Korean, but her client hadn’t specified. All that mattered was that Keiko was a flexible Asian girl who was going to be spending most of her time in intricate shibari.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa smiled. “Open your history books to chapter three, and we will pick up where we left off yesterday.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 16:59:09</strong>
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				Michael sat chatting with the 3 or 4 people sat close to him as other students arrived, the class slowly filling up as everyone made their way in from various other areas around the school. Like most of the other students he had half an eye on the door, not wanting to be caught being overly loud or doing anything stupid when the teacher was to arrive. As he watched the door he saw others arrive, David as his friends, as well as the attractive Keiko, his eyes glancing over her and her friends as they headed over to their seats.<br><br>What really caught Michael's eye though was when Miss Bell arrived at class, as always she looked stunning and in Michael's eyes she could wear a sack and he'd still have a hard time keeping his eyes off of her. His eyes wandered from her high heels, up her smooth legs to her short skirt and over her light coloured blouse as his mind raced with a combination of what she wore today, what she had worn on past days and what she might look like without any of it.<br><br>Miss Bell's authoritative voice snapped Michael out of his daydream as he pulled his text book from his bag beneath the table, opening it up on chapter three as instructed. As he opened his text book he was sure he saw Miss Bell glance over at him, although not quite for the same reasons as the young man thought.<br><br>The lesson began with some reading, copying of notes and some questions being fired at some students based on the text they'd just read through. Whilst History wasn't one of Michael's best or favourite subjects, he enjoyed Miss Bell's lessons, and not just because he could admire her either. She had a way of making her lessons vary and at least tried to make things interesting, keep everyone focused and eager to learn more. As the class went on Michael found himself glancing at the clock, after a tiring day spent mainly running about on the field he was eager to head home and just chill out. Not only that but having spent the last hour or so admiring and thinking about Miss Bell he was eager to head home and relieve the urge that was building inside the young man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>09-05-2010, 21:25:10</strong>
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				Flipping through the pages of his book, David's eyes land on Ms. Bell's ass each time she faced the board to jot something down.&nbsp; Distracted, he almost missed the question she ask him but after a second, it came to him and he easily recited an answer after glancing at the text book. There were very few things that could make him screw up in class but history was the hardest subject for David; it was easy to listen to the words when they were coming out of an old biddy.&nbsp; When Ms. Bell talked, all he could do was watch her lips think about what they must feel like.&nbsp; <br><br>The shuffling of bags made it clear that class must be coming to an end soon and David flipped over his wrist and read the time on his watch.&nbsp; Nudging his friend's shoe with his own, Chum wakes up and David motions to the front of the class as Ms. Bell was leaning over her desk.&nbsp; Chum let out a low whistle and several of the guys in the class laughed, including David...who mostly blushed and tried to hide his face from the teacher's eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>13-05-2010, 13:42:44</strong>
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				This class, at least, Keiko found it easier to focus on. Miss Bell's presence made a difference, though she still felt herself drifting on occassion listeninng to the teacher's voice rather than what she was saying. Half-formed daydreams chased through her mind, but she made the effort to keep her attention on the book and class.<br><br>She didn't, after all, want to dissappoint Miss Bell. And the thoughts that kept plucking at the edge of her mind were embarrassing. So she tried to keep her head down, take notes and pay attention. When questions came her way, Keiko did her best, and found herself doing reasonably well. As the end of the class rolled around, she looked up, and joined David in blushing as she saw her teacher bending over the desk. Tearing her eyes away she hoped the class would finish soon and she could escape.
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				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 04:44:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The rest of the class period was fairly uninteresting, to Vanessa, at least. She was fully qualified as a teacher, even excelled at it, but it was far more satisfying to excel at something you actually liked. For her, that was making little girls and boys scream and beg before they made her very rich.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She was sure to keep the class interested. If there was anything she hated, it was students falling asleep on her. That meant the usual desk leaning, giving everyone an apparently oblivious showing of her tits, brushing close to students who needed assistance during study time, the usual. More than once she had bent over in a short skirt. Still, they knew that she was far more than just an airhead slut of a teacher.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The day was beginning to wind down, and Vanessa began to plan how to keep the three students after class. Keiko and David would be easy enough. Their previous assignments had been covered in red ink, correcting false errors. Keiko, who prided herself with her grades, would be easy enough to rile up. All she had to do was push a few of her buttons, and the girl’s bitchy mouth would no doubt respond. David, she was sure, would have no issues about staying after with a gorgeous woman.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Michael was a little trickier, since his grades were far better. She couldn’t manipulate one of his assignments just like that. Instead, she talked around the faculty. Most of them were sleaze she could easily pay off, and the others she kept on a tight leash with some incriminating photos. A few others were unaware entirely. One of the staff had written a pass for Michael because of a late assignment earlier that day. <br><br>All it took was a simple blowjob, and that teacher would deny it. Michael would attend detention for being a truant brat. He would receive a notification to report to her office by the end of the day.<br><br>When the bell rang and the students began to pack up, Vanessa cleared her throat. “Keiko and David, please come to my desk.”
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>15-05-2010, 13:58:35</strong>
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				Michael spent the rest of the lesson sat with his head resting on his hand as he jotted down some notes on his pad. The bell which signaled the end of class was met by a voice in his head exclaiming "Finally!".<br><br>As he stood up from his chair he heard Miss Bell calling out to a couple of students, as she asked Keiko and David if they could come over to her desk. He zipped up his bag and glanced over at the two students heading to the headteachers desk, no doubt they've not done their homework again, although he must admit he was slightly jealous of the view David would be getting right now.<br><br>Michael headed off towards his last lesson of the day, walking along the corridors and walkways with a couple of friends who were in his next class, most of the chat on what everyone is doing tonight. As he got close to the science block his year tutor came over to him, handing him a piece of paper along with a rather stern face. <br><br>Michael opened the paper once he'd sat down in his next class, his eyes going wide as he read it. "Detention!?" he said out loud, reading the rest of the note, it not saying much other than a detention with Miss Bell starting not long after school had finished tonight. He sat thinking to himself unable to think of anything he'd done to warrant a detention, but it wasn't in his nature to just not go, he thought he'd go along and explain to Miss Bell there must have been a mistake, and he'd be on his way home soon after.
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				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 00:04:18</strong>
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				With his text book already in his lap and his body ready to spring out of his chair and out the door to make a quick stop at the soda machine before his next class, David could feel the tension and excitement drain from his body when he heard Ms. Bell request that he and another student stay after class.&nbsp; Waiting for the rest of the class to exit the room before moving from his seat, David shoves his book in his back and walks towards the front of the class, his eyes trailing over Keiko's ass as she moved in front of him.&nbsp; David had never really stood next to Ms. Bell before but the size difference made him feel more like a man and her all the more feminine.&nbsp; <br><br>From his height advantage, he could see clearly down her shirt, the rim of her bra peeking into view and he was full on staring at her breasts, forgetting that she and Keiko could both easily notice his wandering eyes.&nbsp; "Did I do something wrong?"&nbsp; David finally asked, his eyes lifting to his teacher's, his mind thinking not about the trouble he was surely in, but about being along the classroom with these two.
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				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>16-05-2010, 18:49:14</strong>
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				The class come to an end, and Keiko was startled from her thoughts of what to do that evening by Miss Bell's voice, asking her and David to see her. What could it be about, she wondered. Still, she wasn't in a rush to get to her next class, so it hardly mattered. She let the rest of the class head out, and approached the teacher's desk with David following her. <br><br>Her mind was back on cheer practice, and wondering if she could really feel the boy's eyes on her ass as she walked or if she was just imagining it. She wasn't really thinking about the trouble she might be it - it's not like she'd done anything wrong, after all, so she smiled at Miss Bell and waited to find out what she wanted.<br><br>"Yes, Miss?" She asked, noticing that the boy beside her was... distracted... by their teachers physique. Keiko felt a little embarrassed for him, not quite willign to notice she had been looking too.
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				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-05-2010, 22:07:02</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa cleared her throat as both students approached her, then showed them both of their assignments she had on her desk. They had both scored very well, actually, but through subtle sabotage, as well as ample markings with a red pen, the assignments looked like utter disasters.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“As you can probably guess,” she said stiffly, “I’m very disappointed in both of you. You showed an excellent understanding of the material in class, but this leads me to believe negligence was involved.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She handed them their assignments then sat on the edge of her desk and crossed her legs. David had finally torn his eyes off her tits when he saw his grade, and Keiko had at least been better at hiding it. Breaking her into a bisexual would be well worth the effort, even if the client wasn’t interested in it. It might earn her some credibility in the future should he change his mind.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Well, I’m waiting to hear a <em>reason</em> why you did so poorly, not <em>excuses</em>."
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				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 02:59:04</strong>
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				Taking his paper from Miss Bell, he first glances over Keiko's shoulder and spots her grade, his eye brows arching, feeling bad for the girl.&nbsp; Yet, when he saw his own, which was even lower, he balked.&nbsp; David had never scored so badly on an assignment before and as he was searching over the corrections, the teacher's words pulled him away.&nbsp; <br><br>"I...I don't even know," he stammered flipped open the pages to reveal even more marks in red.&nbsp; "Maybe I misunderstood what you were asking for?"&nbsp; David was going to be in deep shit with his parents if his grades fell, plus his college scholarship was dependent on straight As.&nbsp; "Can I redo it?&nbsp; Or maybe there is some extra credit, anything?"&nbsp; Flicking his soft brown eyes over Miss Bell's, he searches hers, almost frantically.&nbsp; If he were a girl and the teacher was some old man, there would be an easy solution.&nbsp; What David didn't know is that Miss Bell was likely the most sexually explicit of all the teachers.
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				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 14:03:37</strong>
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				Seeing the red ink covering her assignment, Keiko was shocked and appalled. She blinked quickly, lifting the papers and quickly looking through them. It was so unfair! Miss Bell had picked on every little thing, and blown them up out of all proportion! She looked from the grade (easily the worst she'd ever gotten) to the teacher and back.<br><br>"This - this is ridiculous!" She finally blurted. "You can' be serious - I didn't do worse on this than on anything else."<br><br>Keiko was angry, and a bit frightened. Her father was quite happy with her grades, but if she came home with this kind of a mark she'd be in serious trouble. Maybe, she thought, that was the point - maybe Miss Bell was trying to scare her into working harder. Well, if that's what it takes, maybe she'd have to; it was only one class after all. She tried to calm down, and continued.<br><br>&nbsp;"Look, Miss, can I redo this? I'll make sure I pay more attention to it this time."
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				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>24-05-2010, 16:30:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“The only thing ridiculous, Miss Watanabe, is your grade,” Vanessa said, then eyed Michael. “That goes for you too Mr. Carter. And you will both get a chance to redo it: this evening after school, in detention.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turned and began to clear the board from the previous class’ work. “I expect you both to be here at five o’clock sharp. You’re going to redo this assignment until you receive nothing less than a B.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That would give her a little time to prepare for the rest of the evening. Notes would be sent to their parents, excusing their absence as detention. Keiko would be easy to subdue, and Vanessa believed she would enjoy the little expected tussle. David might be a little more of a problem, so she decided to bring out the chloroform. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turned to face them again, impatient as if surprised to still see them there. “Well? You have your assignments. I suggest you go prepare.”
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				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 01:10:19</strong>
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				Michael spent the next hour in his last lesson of the day wondering just why he would of gotten a detention form. A student mix up seemed more and more unlikely as he sat in his class thinking about it. Both Miss Bell and the tutor that had given him the note both fully well knew who he was as he racked his brains for something but he kept coming up blank.<br><br>He knew he'd not missed any class assignments, and he'd gotten pretty good grades on them too, it had to be a mistake, it just had to be! As he sat in the class he showed the note to his friend James who sat beside him, who was equally as surprised to see the detention note for Michael. "Oh Michael! Finally you've gotten into some trouble! What did you do?" All Michael could do was shrug and say he really didn't have a clue, James suggesting that he might have been confused with a fellow football player for doing something if he'd been wearing his team jacket around the school. "Maybe Jim. It could be anything though!"<br><br>Michael's lesson neared it's end and he knew he'd have to waste a bit of time hanging around school before reporting to Miss Bell as his note had a specific time to be at Miss Bell's office. He did want to head over to her office right after school, but if he planned to get out of a detention he guessed it might be best to not to just barge in before his time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 20:09:35</strong>
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				David watched the interaction between Miss Bell and Keiko with a silent mouth and wide eyes, thankful that he did not get verbal backlash.&nbsp; The only thing worse than getting a bad grade was getting yelled at by an adult other than your own parent and he felt bad for his classmate.&nbsp; As they both stood there like confused puppies and then directed to scram, David pulled his bag up his shoulder and made for the door, his crinkled papers bunched in his hand.&nbsp; Not sure exactly what to do between the end of school and detention, he wanders to the library to try and fix his assignment so that detention would be short lived.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>Flipping open his phone to text his mother, he turns the cell off before entering the library, half avoiding another detention but also avoiding his mother's reaction.&nbsp; Sitting at an empty table, there were hardly any other students present and by the looks of them, they were all trouble makers awaiting their fates as well.&nbsp; David took out fresh paper and began to rework his assignment, though the task was difficult because he had a hard time decifering the right answers when he thought he had them previously.&nbsp; Perhaps she just wanted a different opinion, he thought to himself, maybe one less direct and more abstract.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;<br>So caught up in the assignment, David lost track of time trying to sound wise beyond his years, pulling from all the Times articles he had read, making his take on history philisophical.&nbsp; Checking his watch, he mumbles a curse and grabs his things, the papers clutched again in his hand and races out of the hall and towards the room for detention.&nbsp; Coming to a skidding halt outside the door, he collects himself as best as possible before slowly opening and stepping inside.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>01-06-2010, 16:58:44</strong>
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				Keiko's eyes went wide at the reprimand. She opened and shut her mouth silently a couple of times, and then wordlessly turned and stormed out. Her father was going to be <em>pissed</em>, she knew, and all for this nonsense assignment - it wasn't as though she'd done less work than usual or anything! Better that he hear it from me, I suppose, Keiko thought and opened her phone to make the call.<br><br><em>I'll show her</em>, she fumed afterwards, making her way towards the library and smarting from Father's disappointed tone. She'd promised him, and herself, that she'd do a good rewriting the assignment. And she put in a solid start before being called by one of her friends from the cheerleading squad, wondering where she was and if she was free to hang out this evening. Keiko could hardly hold it in, and unburdened herself, complaining of the unfairness of it all, the hideous unfairness. Between that, and the gossip still flying about what had really happened on Stacey's date, she found herself still talking on the phone when five o'clock rolled around. Apologising to Amanda and hanging up quickly, she hurried to Miss Bell's office. <em>Even if I haven't really prepared</em>, she thought, <em>at least I'm not late</em>.<br><br>With that, she paused to make sure she was presentable and knocked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 19:31:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Come in,” Vanessa called through the door, grinning to herself slyly as the Asian girl entered. “Your new assignment is on my desk, Miss Watanabe.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All she had to do was have Keiko come up to her desk and take her assignment. Vanessa stood, apparently fiddling with something on her bookshelf. Unseen by her student was a coil of white rope on one of the shelves. As athletic as she was, she would have no trouble subduing a high school girl.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her office was mostly soundproof, with layers of cork beneath the wall. When the door was closed, as Keiko had done when she entered, she could train a screaming boy with class in the next room, and none would be the wiser. To be safe, once her next student arrived, she would gag Keiko and maybe give her a light sniff of anesthetic. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 21:18:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Entering the room, Keiko went to the desk, studiously ignoring her urge to speak anything other than meek "yes, Miss." She was still angry about the detention, and the trouble she was in - for nothing! - but it was far better to ride it out quietly and let the teacher have her way. Making a fuss wouldn't get her out of here any faster, after all!<br><br>The door closed behind her, and Keiko crossed the office to look at her new assignment, looking down to lift it and examine it. Her attention on the paper, she was unaware of Miss Bell's intentions until it was far too late to resist effectively.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 03:14:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The second Keiko reached for her assignment, Vanessa stepped forward in one swooping motion and pushed the girl forward, setting her off balance so she fell over the desk. It had been cleared appropriately before, and all that fell astray was a single pencil. Vanessa quickly pressed up behind her, pushing her hips against Keiko’s and pinning her in place. The rope was already uncoiled and looped under her arms, and when she pulled, it tightened, drawing her arms tightly behind her at the elbows.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Expertly, she circled a few more strands around her elbows, and within moments a strong, impenetrable knot sealed the bindings. Vanessa pulled her up by the tie back to her feet, and still before Keiko knew what was really happening, she reached up her skirt and grabbed her panties, jerking the thin undergarments down her legs. They stretched as they caught on her shoes, but then came free, and in the next instant she was wadding them in her hand. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I think these will do nicely.” She released her iron hold on her student’s arm to reach up and pinch her nose shut, then pressed the wad of cloth to her lips. “Open.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whether Keiko actually complied, or just opened her mouth in a breath of panic, Vanessa stuffed her own panties deep into her mouth. The garment was surprisingly filling. Before she could worm it out of her mouth, she picked up a roll of clear packing tape that had been sitting on her desk, a tab conveniently started and pressed it against the panties, then spun it around her head half a dozen times, sealing them in tightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 19:16:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiko gasped as her teacher shoved her across the desk, driving the air from her lungs as she landed over it. Before she could recover, she was pinned and her arms bound tightly behind her. She struggled futilely, helplessly, against the bonds as her elbows met - Keiko was a limber girl, after all, and they could go all the way back.<br><br>That didn't stop it being painful when Miss Bell pulled on them, hauling her back up to her feet by the rope binding her arms. She struggled and cried out, at last getting enough air in her lungs to scream at what was happening to her as the teacher grabbed her panties from under her skirt. Her struggles just made it easier for the teacher to expertly snatch Keiko's panties from her, and as she tried to protest, she found the underwear pushed into her mouth. Shocked and stunned, her resistance froze, and her mouth was wrapped in the packing tape quickly and efficiently.<br><br>Standing helpless and confused, Keiko twisted to look up at her teacher, horrified and not understanding what was happening.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 07:17:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa pushed Keiko forward again, unraveling a second bundle of rope and beginning to tie her wrists behind her. “You don’t enjoy the taste of your panties?” she said dryly as she knotted the rope. “I bet they do taste a little filthy. After all, how many boys have you fucked?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Keiko’s arms now resembled a construct, her elbows and wrists touching. Vanessa had to admire her flexibility, not to mention the flexibility of the entire cheerleading squad. She could only imagine the positions her client would be tying her in and for how long. The last bit of rope from her wrists went around her waist, securing her arms behind her.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“That gag will keep you nice and quiet for now, but I can’t have you alerting your other students when they begin their detention, can I?” she chuckled, grabbing her captive by the arm and hauling her to a small closet. Once inside, it was just a few coils of rope around her ankles, and she sat the Asian girl down. “Now be a good girl and take a sniff.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She procured a small square of cloth soaked in a dose of chloroform and pressed it to her nostrils. It wouldn’t be enough to knock her out, but it would send her into a considerable fog for a few minutes. Just enough time to subdue the two boys.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 07:45:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pushing open the door, David glances across the room, surprised that it is empty except for the teacher.&nbsp; Quietly, the door clicked shut behind him and David approached the desk, "Miss Bell, is this where the detention is? Nobody else is here."&nbsp; Laying his revised paper on the desk, David's eyes dart back and forth over his teacher's face.&nbsp; Suddenly, he thought of all those stories of teachers hooking up with their students and the empty room and his proximity to her made him wonder, just slightly, if that was why she asked him here.<br><br>Standing before her, she made him feel masculine because of how womanly she was. Towering over her, he had a good view of her tits, his eyes finding hers with a questioning gaze.&nbsp; Well, he wondered, if she was going to punish him, lets get it over with and if she brought him here for pleasure, his cock was certainly up to the task.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 06:26:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa smiled very suggestively as David entered, not missing her subjugation of Keiko by more than five minutes. “Oh, I’m sure they’ll be right along, Mr. Carter…” She stepped closer to him, one hand on her hip, the other slightly behind her back to conceal a handkerchief with a hefty dose of chloroform. “However, since you and I are alone for the moment, why don’t we take to the opportunity for some hands-on learning?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her smile didn’t waver, but she looked into his eyes and raised an eyebrow. With her free hand, she reached to the collar of her blouse, undoing a single button. “Now why don’t you close your eyes, and we can do a little exercise before the real assignment starts…I promise it will be a lot more fun than the last one, and there's no possible way a young man such as yourself can fail it."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; The rag felt damp in her hand, but it would quickly dry. There were more elaborate ways of drugging a man. She remembered a particularly fond memory of sprinkling her bust with a similar chemical, then having a rather brash football player indulge for a few minutes. It didn't take long until he had been snoring into her bosom. But with three students to worry about, she would rather be efficient than kinky. There would be plenty of time for that later.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 19:17:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				At first, David wasn't sure if he was hearing her properly, or understanding the meaning behind her words. &nbsp;Curious eyes followed her hand to her chest and as one button came undone, it dawned on him that he didn't have the wrong impression, by "hands-on" she was definitely talking about letting him touch her. &nbsp;<br><br>Blindly, he set his papers down on a desk to his left, his eyes fully concentrated on her breast, only lifting to meet her eyes when he says, "Holy shit..." &nbsp;Adjusting his dick, he quickly puts both hands at his side, not wanting to block her access before he closes his eyes. &nbsp;"I have been dreaming of this day," he whispered, anticipating her touch, knowing she'd be overly happy with what she discovered inside his pants.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 20:04:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning into her improvised gag in the closet, Keiko woke. Or at least, partly woke - her head was still spinning and woozy, and she couldn't quite work out why she couldn't move her arms out from behind her back. <em>This is uncomfortable</em>, she thought muzzily to herself, and squirmed in the tiny space she'd been left, trying to make sense of her predicament.<br><br>Outside, she heard movement and voices, muffled by the door. <em>Maybe I should call for help?</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 20:01:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I’m sure you have,” Vanessa reassured him, then pressed the cloth to his face.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To keep him confused, she stepped closer, wrapping one around his body and keeping his arms at his side. Her breasts pressed up against his chest, and her pelvis ground against his and his hard cock beneath his pants. It would be hard to struggle against that, even if he was slowly loosing consciousness. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She kept her dark stare on his surprised eyes, not letting the cloth slip from over his mouth or nose. David was getting the full effect of the chloroform with every little breath, and it took about six deep breaths before the limbs began to weaken.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Just breathe deeply, Mr. Carter,” she whispered, her words taking on a similar effect to the chloroform. “Breathe deep, and I’ll let your body experience things they never felt before. Just breathe…”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>14-06-2010, 18:12:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Had it not been for the grinding feel of her tight body against his crotch, David would have been a little more reluctant to have her sedating him. &nbsp;The initial fight he had was muted to a grunt and shifting of his feet, then her body distracted him and by the time he was brought back into the reality of his situation, the chemical was weakening his body and confusing his brain.<br><br>Mumbling beneath the fabric, David's eyes begin to close, her words sounding more like traffic than anything else as his arms lift slowly to wrap around her waist. &nbsp;Trying to find some stability in her body, David was too weak to hold on and quickly dropped to his knees, his face pressed against her thigh. &nbsp;Finally, his core was the last to go and he slumped the rest of the way down, falling over onto his side. &nbsp;<br><br>The deep sleep hit him hard and David's body was completely limp on the floor for the time being. &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 02:35:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The young man sagged in her arms like a strand of rope, and until he lay across the floor, Vanessa kept the cloth of drugs over his face. When he was out cold she tossed the rag aside, then hooked her arms under his shoulders. It was a little unceremonious to drag a student near her closet, but she wasn’t about to put forth the effort and strain to lift his body. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She leaned him against the wall and began systematically stripping his clothes off, beginning with his shoes. In a few minutes, she pulled his jeans and boxers off, adding them to the pile with his shirt. David was still semi-hard, and right away she knew she picked the right kid; not only cute, but an impressive package to boot. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Working quickly, she uncoiled another few loops of rope, and like Keiko, had his arms and wrists bound behind him, then secured his wrists at the small of his back. Since he was out cold for the moment, she saw no reason to bind his legs. Instead, she smiled mischievously and unwound a length of twine from a ball and began to bind his cock and balls. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A few quick rubs of his cock ensured that David would be having one hell of a dream, and brought him to full hardness. She looped the twine around the base of his cock several times, then around the base of his sac. She spun and spun the twine more, until his balls settled together, then worked a strand between them and cinched it tight, drawing them apart into two hard nubs. The rest of the twine was looped around the base of his cock and tied off, ensuring that he stayed hard and sensitive even unconscious. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She dragged him into the closet, and set him across from Keiko, whose eyes were hazy and wandering. She let out a mew through the mess of cloth and tape over her mouth. Vanessa only smiled before shutting the door again, ready to ensnare her last student.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 11:41:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael was blissfully unaware of what had just gone on previously in Miss Bell's room as he made his way over to it, carrying the detention slip he had been handed earlier in the day, and he was still unsure of just why he had been given it.<br><br>As he arrived at Miss Bell's office he glanced at the clock in the hall, he'd managed to take a slow enough walk over that he was right on time for his detention and he looked around the deserted halls of the school before knocking on the door and then stepping inside.<br><br>Michael closed the door behind him as he approached Miss Bell, and like usual his eyes roamed over her figure and he felt a familiar twitch within his pants at the sight of the goddess that stood before him. "Miss...I was given this earlier...is it right...has there been some kind of mistake?" has asked her as he held out the detention slip he hand in his hand towards her. "I mean, what have I done that means I need to be here?" he asked her, still genuinely unaware of the reasons for his detention slip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 06:46:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Hm, well let’s take a look…” she replied taking the slip in her hand. Her little suggestion had worked, and one of his teachers marked him as late. “Marked as tardy, I see. I hope you know, Mr. Weston, that this school is very strict in its etiquette, and showing up late to a class is frowned upon. Truant students think they can get away with a slap on the wrist because others are late as well, and it is treated lightly in other schools.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She folded the slip, then placed it in her pocket and smiled at him. “However, I do agree that detention is a little severe for a first time offense. As long as you’re here though, and we’re alone after school…why not stick around for a little fun?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pushed lightly on his chest until he sat abruptly sat down on one of the chairs near her desk. Without missing a beat she swung her legs over his lap and straddled him. Her skirt rode up as she tightened her thighs around his hips, her chest actually touching his. “I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 23:11:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael looked at Ms Bell with a look of surprise as she told him he was here for being late to class,he honestly couldn't think of a time he'd ever been late, unless it was that time when he'd been late from class to another as he'd stopped at his locker, but surely only a minute late wasn't enough to warrent a detention.<br><br>Before he had a chance to protest his innocence Ms Bell had already started her seduction of him, his eyes glancing at the curve of her hip as she pocketed his form and let that devilish smile spread across her face, he was already getting hard in his pants. <br><br>"Sure...I guess I could say..." he replied, not wanting to be too forward, but at the same time he didn't want to pass up such an opportunity as this with his gorgeous teacher. "As she pushed him back he grinned down into her eyes, letting his own wander down to her impressive cleavage as he sat back on the chair, and felt his penis harden further as she straddled him, watching as her skirt hugged her fabulous legs. "I'd really like that Miss." the young boy said, smiling from ear to ear, in his head his ultimate fantasy was about to come true.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 06:54:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I thought so,” she purred, leaning in to kiss him, but she pulled away without making contact, giggling. She leaned back, undoing another one of the buttons on her blouse. When she flipped her hair back, it gave her a far more rugged look, like she was in heat. That was precisely what her lower body was telling her student right now.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Firmly straddled on his lap, she could feel his rock hard cock through her panties. She pulled closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and slowly grinding herself on him. Men always liked the teases. Soon, her short skirt had rode much further up, well past her buttocks and exposing a very transparent pair of black boy short panties and a matching lace garter belt. The friction turned her on, but she was already a little wet at the thoughts to come from all three of them that night.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“You know what I like?” she whispered in his ear. “I like to introduce a little kink in sex. Ever been tied up before, or put in cuffs? It makes for a whole new experience…What do you say? Want to give it a try?” 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 13:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael was in heaven as his teacher sat upon him like this, and the young man let his eyes roam across her chest as she undone another button, allowing him a wonderful view of her breasts, and the now rugged look of passion and desire which she had only excited him further.<br><br>"Oh fuck..." he gasped as he felt Ms Bell pushing her body against him, grinding against his hardness. Michael let his hands hold the curves of her hips, looking down at her smooth legs and her underwear, never in his wildest dreams did he imagine things would move so fast with his teacher, not that he was complaining.<br><br>His entire body felt alive as she whispered to him like this and he could barely sit still on the chair as she suggested being a little kinky. Quite predictably Michael was most eager to try such things. "I've never been tied up...but I'd let you tie me up, Miss." he whispered back to her, and he felt breathless as he wondered what would happen next.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 00:00:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Lucky for you, I just happen to keep some rope handy,” she said with a chuckle.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She gave his crotch one final grind before getting up, not bothering to fix her skirt. The silk garment stayed bunched around her thighs, but dropped slightly, still showing the lower curve of her buttocks and garters. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She uncoiled a bundle of rope, then swayed back to him and once again perched on his lap. “Arms together behind you,” she ordered, then began to tie. It wasn’t going to be a permanent tie, but she knotted it well, looping a few strands around his waist to anchor him to the chair. His wrists were secure, and if he wanted to get up, he would have to force her wait off, then take the chair with him.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I think this will help too,” she suggested, taking the bottle of chloroform from off her desk, and then pouring it onto another cloth. With her hips still moving, she pressed the cloth against his face, covering his mouth and nose with it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 18:35:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael watched as his gorgeous teacher went over to her desk to get some rope, his eyes over her body, admiring her ass and legs as her skirt remained pushed up, she really was something else.<br><br>The young student moved his arms back as she told him too, he wasn't in the mood to resist her, as far as he was concerned he was about to get the fuck of his life. "I never thought of you as the kinky type, Ma'am" he said to her, his eyes watching her hips as she rolled them on his lap, his stiff penis pushing up against her in sheer excitement.<br><br>"What..what is it?" Michael asked curiously as she held up a cloth towards his face, his eyes going wide as he looked to her and he felt the strangest sensation hit his body as he breathed in, his head filling the drug and he took a sleepy blink as it started to take its effect.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 20:49:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; He only gave the lightest squirm under her as the drug took effect. In a few seconds, he was out cold. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa discarded the cloth and began to untie his bonds. Like she did with David, she began to strip off his clothes until he was completely naked, then re-tied him. However, since he was a member of the football team, she decided to be a little more careful and tied him a little more thoroughly. His arms were tied at the elbows and wrists, but in addition, she draped a few strands over his pectoral muscles and around his arms, anchoring them tightly behind his back. Each section of rope was coiled a few more times than usual and knotted even tighter.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She took the twine out again and began to bind his package. Unlike David, he was still rock hard from her perpetual grinding. The twine cinched his sack, separated his balls and tied off the base of his cock tightly. It was like having something perpetually gripping his cock, pulling the skin taught. After a while, the balls would get sore, but there was no escaping the arousal.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With Michael snoozing in the chair, she opened the closet door and fetched the other two, dragging the unconscious David to another chair, and the dazed Keiko to a third. The last thing to do was the gags for the boys. From the lowest drawer in her desk, she took out two fat ball gags on single leather straps. She didn’t have any problem opening their limp mouths and shoving them in deep, securing the straps behind their heads.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Don’t worry sweetheart,” she told Keiko as she waved a pack of smelling salt under her nose. “We’ll find you a nicer gag in a minute.” She held the salt under each of the boys’ noses. “Come on boys, get up!”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>20-06-2010, 21:10:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael began to stir as Ms Bell waved the smelling salt beneath his nose, it felt like he was waking up from a deep sleep, however another whiff of the salt and he was much more awake as he looked around, and then tried to move only to find he couldn't move.<br><br>He looked down in horror as he again tried to move and the first thing he noticed was he was naked, not only that but he was tied to the chair and his erection had been bound with some kind of twine. Michael tried to pull at the rope that had him tied to the chair, but it wouldn't budge the slightest bit much to his dismay. As he turned his head he too saw his fellow classmates David and Keiko tied up in similar positions, what was going on? Is this just a dream? <br><br>The young man looked over to Ms Bell and he tried to speak only to then find he was gagged and anything he tried to say just came out as a mumbled noise "Murgghhh...murggghh!" he cried out, again pulling at the ropes which held him with no success.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 07:39:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				David began coming to as he was removed from the closet and dragged over to a chair.&nbsp; Throwing his head to the side, David grunts and tries to kick out his feet when his first deep breath was restricted entirely by the ball gag in his mouth.&nbsp; Warm brown eyes shoot open and all of David's strength pulled on the restraints binding him to the chair, causing the wood to creak and groan against his strong will.&nbsp; &nbsp;Scanning across the room, his eyebrows raise as he spots Michael, Keiko and then finally their teacher, the clear root of his situation.<br><br>The last place that David's eyes fell was to his crotch, the throbbing in his cock causing him to look down in horror at the tie job she performed on him.&nbsp; A quick look over at Michael confirmed he wasn't the only one in this situation and he was too embarrassed to look over at the female student again, knowing now that she had a clear view of his engorged dick.&nbsp; <br><br>David was struggling to breath through his nose alone, his heart racing as his wild eyes looked to Miss Bell for some sort of explanation as to why she had tied them up and how in the hell she thought she'd get away with it right on school property.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 16:58:42</strong>
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				Groaning at the smell of the salts, Keiko came awake to find herself immobilised on a chair, and looking up at Mrs Bell. She started to squirm straight away, as her mind cleared and she remembered what had happened - but it was futile, she'd been too well secured to do anything more than embarrass herself as the teacher watched. She tried to protest again, but the panties in her mouth gagged her too well for her to say anything coherent.<br><br>Beside her, she saw the boys, also helpless and gagged. And, she couldn't help noticing, naked.<br><br>She looked back up at the teacher, eyes wide and pleading, hoping for some kind of explanation for this outrage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 22:19:03</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa smiled when all three were wide awake, confused and angry, yet helpless to do anything about it as they tried to speak through their gags. “Well, I’m glad you’re all paying attention now like good little boys and girls, because today is a very important day.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She stepped closer, inspecting David and Michael’s cocks. They were coming along splendidly, becoming a darker red hue as the blood flow was restricted. Each one was engorged, most notably David. Each of their balls was a swollen ellipsoid and a similar shade.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As she moved down their ranks she slowly undid the buttons to her blouse, and by the time she glanced over Keiko, she had stripped the silk garment off. She didn’t wear a bra beneath it; there were only her full creamy breasts<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“You see, I’m not just an ordinary teacher,” she continued, hanging up her blouse on her coat rack as to not wrinkle it. “While I do have passion for education, it’s in a more primal setting. Very rich people pay me to find pretty students like yourselves, and make sure you learn the basics of discipline and obedience.” She unzipped the side of her short skirt, then tugged it down her legs, giving the three quite the strip show. Her lacey boy shorts left the cheeks of a toned tanned ass bulge out, framed by her garter belt and nylons. The skirt was then folded neatly on her desk.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Tonight, that is what we will begin,” she said in a matter of fact tone, opening one final drawer and removing a pair of satin elbow-length gloves. (http://www.maskworld.com/pix/produx/large/s1013-black.jpg) When donned, she looked more like a lingerie model than a headmistress. “…now, I trust there aren’t any questions before we begin the lessons?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 23:02:07</strong>
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				Michael looked over at his teacher as she began to speak, he could feel her eyes on his manhood as she walked along inspecting everyone, and it only made his length stiffen further.<br><br>The young man was sure he wouldn't be the only one that would be devouring Ms Bell's body as she started to remove her top, and despite the strange situation he found himself in, his primal urges were still working perfectly and his bound cock grew harder as he got his first look at her naked breasts, they were even better than he had fantasied. <br><br>Ms Bell continued to speak and Michael thought he might still be dreaming, what did this mean? Classes for discipline and obedience? If that's what this was, why was he naked, and why was his cock bound so tightly like this. Incidentally the tight binding was having it's desired effect, trapping the blood in his penis making it feel stiffer than ever before, it was like the tightest cock ring he'd ever felt, not to mention how it was making his balls begin to ache too. If that wasn't enough Ms Bell was taking her skirt off now too, his eyes roaming her every curve as she stood before him, and his mouth watered as she pulled the gloves on, his penis twitched in anticipation of them.<br><br>Funnily enough Michael did have a question, infact he had quite a few, however the ball gag that was in his mouth made it quite impossible for him to speak, instead he could only sit and wonder what the hell was happening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 21:58:03</strong>
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				Being knocked out cold would have been better than being bound, ass naked in front of his school mates and teacher. &nbsp;The pressure on his cock made it throb with blood, his pulse beating at the base of his shaft as her crafty tie job kept him jutting out straight instead of flipping up against his stomach like it might have otherwise. &nbsp;<br><br>Despite the fear and awkwardness surrounding him, David couldn't help but watch her undress; the shape of her body proving to be even more&nbsp;desirable&nbsp;underneath her clothes. &nbsp;He was a good kid, not one that bragged to other guys or tried to put a lot of notches on his bedpost, but he was still a guy and the sight of her ass in those shorts made a bead of clear liquid surface at the tip of his cock, the&nbsp;florescent&nbsp;lights highlighting the shine.<br><br>Perhaps it was the&nbsp;embarrassment&nbsp;of his own state of arousal that made David nod his head quickly and groan around the mouthpiece when she asked if there were any questions. &nbsp; The explanation she offered was tossed aside as total bullshit in his mind; she must just be nuts and trying to feed them some bizarre story he figured.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>27-06-2010, 00:28:01</strong>
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				Keiko's eyes widened as Miss Bell started to undress. The teacher's words shocked her, and Keiko tried to object, but all she could manage was an incoherent mumble into the gag, and an inelegant squirm against her bonds. <br><br>She wondered if she was dreaming this? She's had a few uncomfortable thoughts about the teacher before, but nothing like this! And why would she be dreaming about those two guys too? She couldn't, in any case, have imagined Miss Bell so calmly showing her students her breasts. This couldn't be a dream... but how else did it make sense?<br><br>Keiko couldn't wrap her mind around the thought that the teacher was being paid to do this, to what? train three students for someone else. It sounded ridiculous, but her matter of fact way of saying it made it real, somehow. Trying to voice her questions, and her objections, Keiko blushed. <em>How ridiculous must I look</em>, she asked herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-06-2010, 18:36:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Despite the flurry of muffled, drooling words and squirms, Vanessa ignored the response to her rhetorical question. As soon as they felt the bite of the cane and the kiss of the crop mixed with her orders and rewards, their questions would be answered very clearly.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She took one last bundle of twine from her desk and unrolled it, then moved to David’s side. “Up,” she commanded in a clipped tone, tugging him by the ear. When he was on his feet, she tied a quick loop around his sack on top of the other rope. His cock felt like a rigid stick underneath the feather touch of her gloves, so swollen that his precum appeared to be ready to burst. “Don’t worry, we’ll see to this soon enough,” she assured him, giving his balls a pat.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Michael was next, tugged out of his seat with her fingers and a brisk command. The twine was threaded through his legs and around his sack like David’s. Last was Keiko, though she lacked an engorged cock to leash. The tasks Vanessa was going to set before her would more than make up for it, however. The twine was tied off around her waist, but not before she tugged off her skirt, shoes and socks. The blouse would be troublesome, but the headmistress put that out of her mind for the moment.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She coiled the rest of the twine around her hand, having formed an impromptu leash to the boys’ balls. One tug would pull directly on David’s growing sore sack. “Now then, my new little whores, we are going for a little walk. I want to see good posture; after all, you’re proud to be my students.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She gave a sharp yank on the leash, then strolled towards the door with a pendulum-like wag of her hip. David and Michael had to move in fairly close tandem to avoid pulling on their sacks, and Keiko could not fall behind without pulling back on Michael’s. She expected a noisy walk; her dungeon was connected to the gymnasium, which was on the other side of the school.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>28-06-2010, 13:34:58</strong>
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				To say this all seemed a bit surreal was to say the Titantic had a bit of trouble on it's maiden voyage, Michael's head was spinning, he couldn't believe what was going on, and whilst he could probably make a break for it, it was more likely he would simply be arrested for running about in public naked, gagged, and with a raging hard on, not exactly a great base for a tale of how his headteacher had abducted him...<br><br>As Ms Bell tied yet more twine around David's penis Michael had a fair idea of what was coming next, for it seemed they were currently getting identical treatment and as he stood his eyes glanced over at David's hard on, it seemed he was even stiffer than he was and as Ms Bell patted his balls Michael felt a dull ache in his own balls as they craved to be touched like that too, his bound penis aching for the attentions of his teacher.<br><br>Michael moaned into his gag as Ms Bell tied more twine around his sack as he stood, curious at first as to why the twine was linked between him and David, and then Keiko, however it all become obvious when she moved back to stand before them all, the twine was basically acting a leash to pull David, who would in turn pull the other 2 along. He let out a sigh into his gag as his teacher told them they would be going for a walk, and he looked to David as she tugged hard on the twine, not wanting to think about what pain that would be, however he soon found out as David started to walk soon after and he didn't and he felt the twine pull hard on his already sore balls and he jumped forward, only to yelp again as they were pulled the otherway, Keiko had not moved yet either and his eyes filled with a tear or two.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>29-06-2010, 00:21:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Not me, David thought as he was approached first by his teacher. &nbsp;The tug on his ear made him scowl but rise quickly, his height soon towering over the teacher before him. &nbsp;Not paying attention to her, David's first concern is to get out, but he simply stared at the door knob, knowing he would have a hell of a time twisting it with his hands as they were. By the time he reasoned it was worth a try, he felt a tug on his balls, his face turning to watch her loop them again with the rope. &nbsp;The smooth fabric of her gloves and her hands working on his balls made David shift uncomfortably from the pleasure it caused. &nbsp;Damn his body, even in this nightmare of a situation, he still had the ability to enjoy the subtle movements against his flesh. &nbsp;<br><br>Seeing the twine go between his legs and behind, he looks in alarm over his shoulder at Michael. &nbsp;Partially he had a look of, 'Do something!!!' in his eyes, after all, Michael was the more&nbsp;athletic&nbsp;in the bunch. &nbsp;The other half of his stare was in confused terror...why on earth were their balls getting connected by rope? &nbsp;<br><br>Soon enough that question was answered and David almost felt a little ill that he was in the front of the line. &nbsp;The first snap of the&nbsp;impromptu&nbsp;leash made him give a muffled scream against the ball, the pain almost too much to walk through. &nbsp;This was no gentle, friendly tug on the boys...it was painful and the added swelling from being tied off only increased his sensitivity. &nbsp;The first step he took was a big one, wanting to be right on his teacher's ass to create as much slack as possible. &nbsp;It was that first step that sent another shriek from his gagged mouth as the rope pulled back on his testicles and forward on Michael's in one motion. &nbsp;<br><br>Looking over his shoulder as David then shuffled awkwardly, his eyes pierced Michael's with threatening anger. &nbsp;Spouting off some nonsense that was incomprehensible, he finally turned back around to focus on his foot falls. &nbsp;Getting too close, his cock brushed against Vanessa's ass and back, causing David to back off slightly; the last thing he needed was to upset her. &nbsp;It was like walking a thin, fine line between ball pain and more ball pain. &nbsp;Needless to say, David was pissed.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 20:10:36</strong>
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				Keiko struggled helplessly, gasping into her gag as Miss Bell stripped her of skirt, footwear, and dignity. It was useless, of course, and the twine that went around her waist, the teacher's movements practised and efficient, untroubled by her attempts at resistance. It was scary as hell to realise that Miss Bell was <em>good</em> at this, as though she had done it many times before. <br><br>She could see how she was leashed to the other students, and she shuddered, finding a moment of sympathy for the boys in her mind as they shuffled forward whimpering. When David moved forward, their little coffle stumbled after, but not fast enough to spare the boys painful tugs. Keiko was last to move, and tried to be quick, but there wasn't enough twine between her and Michael. She wasn't fast enough to save him from pulling painfully on his balls, and she whimpered in sympathy as she caught up, following as close as possible so as not to hurt him any more.<br><br>She knew that, given how they were restrained, they wouldn't be able to walk in time for long. Keiko hoped it wasn't far to their destination, as they shuffled out into the hall, the three of them led by their beautiful teacher who was showing every sign of enjoying herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 22:25:15</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More than a few grunts and groans sounded from the boys behind her, and Vanessa only smiled as she continued to strut forward briskly on her high heels. The halls were empty, all of the staff having left for the day, and the entire parade was out of place in an academic setting: the gorgeous bare-chested headmistress in lingerie leading three students by their balls.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She felt a soft, damp poke between her buttocks, then again against her cheeks, accompanied by David’s labored breathing. The boy was trying to keep as much slack in the leash as possible, and occasionally stepped to close. She didn’t mind it much, as long as he didn’t trip on her, or tried to ram himself into her ass. There would be plenty of time for that later. The twine still coiled around her hand, she tugged, drawing it tight and him closer, letting him decide if he should risk the continual contact with her, or the pain from keeping back.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They eventually arrived at the gym, and next to it past a locked door was her lair. It was a smaller room, about two or three times the size of her office, though it was unfurnished, and little more than a concrete dungeon. What little trimmings there were hung from the wall; straps, whips, canes, floggers, dildos, and gags on racks on the far side of the room, a large pile of rope in the corner. On one end sat a wooden structure, a wooden horse, as well as several simple chairs and stools. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once all three of them were in her little dungeon, she locked the door behind them, ensuring the last bit of privacy for the evening, and the leash was removed. “All three of you, on your knees,” she ordered in the same brisk tone she used when teaching. From a small cupboard she procured a camera, then took a few pictures of the hapless students. “This is to ensure that once we are finished tonight, you will not reveal your special training to your parents and friends. We wouldn’t want these pictures to slip out to the public, now would we?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 00:48:02</strong>
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				As Michael and David's balls were put through the torture of being yanked one way and then the other, he surprised to find his fellow student looked back at him with such anger and disgust, whilst the pain was awful, it was hardly his fault, but then in the situation they were in it wasn't like he could give Ms Bell such a look.<br><br>All he could do was to try and watch the rope and judge David's movements and try to keep in time with them, and then pray that Keiko did the same, which in all fairness to the young girl, she was doing a pretty good job at it. Michael's eyes rarely left the rope for long enough to really have an idea of just where they were headed, but a few ball tugs later he realised they were in the gym and being led over towards a door which he'd never noticed before.<br><br>Just why he'd never noticed this door before soon became apparent as the three of them were led into it and Michael's eyes almost popped out his head as he saw the vast array of sexy toys on the walls, just what did Ms Bell have in mind for them!? Despite the fear of what might come next Michael's penis didn't soften in the slightest, the twine doing its job of trapping the blood in his penis to give him a near constant throbbing hard on, and the way his balls were tied off and being tugged at only made them ache more and more, and he could feel a bad case of blue balls beginning to set in.<br><br>When Ms Bell locked the door and removed the leash around his balls he relaxed a little, at least he didn't have to worry about having his balls ripped from his body anymore, instead a new problem was created as he was commanded to fall to his knees, and on doing so a picture was taken of him and his classmates. He felt sick as the camera flashed, and his eyes went wide as Ms Bell threatened to show them to his friends and family. "Mmmm...grrrmmmm hurghhhh!" he moaned against the gag, trying to protest with his teacher to not show anyone and he shifted about as the concrete pushed against his knees.<br><br>Michael couldn't believe how his day and changed, less than an hour ago he had his teacher on his lap and he was getting ready to fuck her brains out, and now here he kneels in a concrete dungeon before the very same woman, with her seeming to be able to do, well, whatever she wants.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 23:18:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As they trekked across the school, David's eyes looked up only once to see if there were any lingering students or teachers to play witness to the charade Ms. Bell was leading. &nbsp;The tug from his teacher made him whimper and carefully pressed forward, his cock pressed against her ass cheek for the rest of the walk. &nbsp;It wasn't until after the leash was removed from his groin that David had a chance to look around the confines of the dungeon, he couldn't even be exactly sure how they got in he was so focused on his feet before. &nbsp;<br><br>While she unleashed the other two, David's eyes moved from one prop to the next, his head involuntarily shaking back and forth as he imagined her plans for the wide array of dildos. &nbsp;Kneeling quietly between Michael and Keiko, he has a look of concentration on his face, his dark brows furrowed in thought, as Ms. Bell snapped pictures of the group. &nbsp;There must have been a way out of here and it didn't seem as though another person would be joining them, anybody stronger than himself at least. &nbsp;With an almost pleading look, he turns first to Michael and then to Keiko, praying one of them would make the first move towards the door or to rush the teacher, mentally promising that he'd follow right behind. &nbsp;<br><br>Even though he was slightly embarrassed, rather pissed off and extremely confused, there was a part of David that was highly turned on and not just because of the ropes. &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 17:19:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The walk was hell. Keiko knew there was unlikely to be anyone else in the halls, and <em>surely</em>, Miss Bell would have taken care that they wouldn't meet anyone on this trip - but it didn't matter. All she could think about was the shame if her classmates saw her like this, following half-naked behind the boys on a tether. No matter what happened to the teacher if they were caught, the students would never live it down.<br><br>Through her fear and shame, she tried to stay close on Michael, and spare him what pain she could. It wasn't easy, though, and she found herself practically pressed against him, scared they might trip over each other's feet. But any further back and she was pulling on the twine painfully. It was a heartfelt relief when the three of them were lead into the little locked room, and allowed to stop.<br><br>The relief only lasted a moment, and then Keiko was protesting incoherently into her gag as she looked at the tools on the walls of the bare room. Whips, canes, dildos and other, less recognisable, tools met her eyes as she looked around and she shook her head, stepping backward against the wall. But there was nowhere to go, so, reluctantly, she followed the lead of the boys and knelt. The flash of the camera made her turn away. At least she wasn't as naked as the guys were, but god! she couldn't imagine what people would say if these pictures got out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 20:17:20</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Satisfied with the stills she had taken, Vanessa put the camera away again, then tossed her hair over her shoulders. “Now then, I think we can get started. The first day is always the most fun. We can handle all the dreadful, boring things in private at our leisure.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Part of her business was the thorough inspection of her slaves. The women that David and Michael were to be sold to hadn’t specified cock length, but she would be measuring them eventually out of courtesy. Every so often, a client would demand a certain feature, and she would have to scour her students for a while before a promising one revealed himself. She could break out the caliper and ruler later, though, one at a time after school in the coming weeks.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She plucked Michael up by his ear between two satin fingers, then briskly tugged him to one of the stools. “Sit nice and straight,” she ordered, picking up some more rope. “After all, you’re proud to have been picked by your headmistress, aren’t you?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The rope was used to bind his ankles to the legs of the stool in such a way that his legs stayed open. His cock was still rock hard and stiff in its tight web of twine, the skin a darker shade of red.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“One of the biggest factors for my special students is endurance,” she lectured. As she spoke, she ran her smooth hands over his frame, first inspecting the knots on the harness of rope that secured his broad frame, then the clasp to the gag. “Athletes such as yourself, Mr. Weston, are a dime a dozen: you’re popular, handsome, and will fuck anything that presents itself. My job is to cultivate that motivation, and to turn you into a stud that can give for as long as he needs to. If you’re concerned, don’t be; I can be <em>very</em> convincing.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To emphasize the point, she ran her index fingers over her nipples, enjoying the tremor that resonated through his body.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“This goes for you too, Mr. Carter,” she said curtly upon moving back to the others. “Unfortunately, I believe you lack the experience that Mr. Weston does, but we’ll be able to fix that.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She stooped and threaded her fingers through Keiko’s hair, tugging her in the direction of Michael. “Crawl. Your first lesson, Miss Watanabe, like all dirty little girls, is obedience.” She stopped before Michael’s spread legs, then looked sternly down at the girl. “Would you like to prove you can be obedient by not screaming or speaking when I remove your gag?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 01:33:07</strong>
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				Michael didn't want to think about how he looked in the pictures, let alone who would see them, the thought of someone else seeing him bound and gagged like this was not the nicest, especially a fellow student as he knew he'd never live it down for the rest of his life and it would destroy his reputation.<br><br>Given his precarious position Michael thought better than to try and resist Ms Bell, plus if he did whilst she held his ear it would hurt a lot too so he moved to the stool at her request and his face dropped as again he was tied to the stool. As she spoke he murmured another few words against the gag, proud wasn't exactly how he was feeling right now that's for sure. Instinctively he pulled at the bonds as she tied him to the stall, and again he was bound and unable to free himself, not without doing himself a fair bit of damage in the process anyway.<br><br>As she spoke again Michael wondered just what this was all about, she spoke of them being special students, and clients and trying to piece together the information wasn't exactly easy to do whilst you're bound and the goddess that is Ms Bell is letting her hands caress your body. He cursed her for it too, his mind hated this, yet his body betrayed him and revelled in the touches she gave him, his tied penis staying as stiff as a rock throughout. "But I can fuck for hours as it is?!" Michael thought to himself, he didn't need to be persuaded to do that, however his eyes closed and he gasped against gag as her fingers touched his nipples.<br><br>Michael was glad for the break as she left him to turn to the others, and he looked over at them, it was an odd combination of students to say the least. Sure he and Keiko had a few mutual friends, but they were hardly close, and he next to never spoke to David. Soon though Michael began to think with his other head again, Keiko was being led towards him, between his legs infact, and his penis was aching for attention, the twine had it rock hard, and as Ms Bell mentioned removing her gag Michael thought of 1 thing and 1 thing only that would happen next, and it made his balls ache even more.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 19:51:43</strong>
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				Watching Michael get pulled up and tied into the stool gave David a moment of relief, the attention not on him, the still moment a good time to take in his surroundings and figure a way out. &nbsp;Hearing the plans, he couldn't help his frown around the gag when she mentioned that he likely didn't have as much experience as Michael. &nbsp;As true as it was, he would never admit it, not even through a gag and rope. &nbsp;<br><br>If he could go soft, he certainly wouldn't now considering the plan that Ms. Bell seemed ready to enact. &nbsp;David's eyes flicked from Keiko to Michael's crotch, thinking that he was about to get some head. &nbsp;The only part of that&nbsp;scenario&nbsp;that made his stomach flip was the idea that the girl was being forced into servicing him, otherwise he felt himself growing jealous.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 11:42:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The teacher's words made little sense, as she spoke of the students as... toys? Pets? Property in some way, anyway, something to use. Something that had no right to object. Keiko was horrified as well as confused, especially as her two fellow victims showed the typically male sign of enjoying their shared predicament. <br><br>Rationally, Keiko knew they had no choice,that the bondage they were in kept their manhoods erect and that they were probably scared and ashamed just like she was. But she wasn't thinking very rationally as she looked around the room, her mind spinning with nightmare visions of what would happen to her here.<br><br>Miss Bell interrupted her thoughts with a first grip on her long, dark hair. the teacher's hand dragged her down, and she snarled in pain and impotent anger as she crawled helplessly over to Michael, her face pulled close to his bond erection. Keiko pulled back against the painful grip on her hair, twisting to answer her teacher's question with a silent glower up from between her schoolmate's legs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 20:19:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa worked her fingers in Keiko’s hair again in response to the glare she received. “Miss Watanabe, when I ask you a question, I expect you to answer it, and answer it with ‘yes Miss Bell’.” She stooped, long dark hair cascading over her shoulder, and swatted the girl hard on the ass. With a painful jerk of her hair, she turned her head back towards Michael’s throbbing cock.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The layers of packing tape around the lower half of her face mashed her lips down over the white blotch that were her panties. For such a thin, flimsy piece of cloth, they certainly seemed to fill her mouth nicely, but she needed to see how well the girl could suck. Though her buyer was a bondage enthusiast, he expressed great interesting what she could offer in terms of fellatio. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Or if you want, I could sit you on that wooden horse for a few hours while you continue to choke and gag on your filthy panties.” Vanessa’s hand took a gentler approach, caressing the side of the Asian girl’s face with the smooth palm of her glove, specifically the line of the tape that ran over her cheek. Her fingers traced around to the front of her lips, teasing her smashed lips that lay beneath the tape. “So what will it be? ‘Yes Miss Bell, I’ll be a good girl?’ or ‘No Miss Bell, I’ll be a little bitch?’”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 13:51:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiko winced as her teacher's fingers worked painfully I'm her hair, but tried to keep her defiant gaze on Miss Bell. It wasn't easy; she yelped in pain at the pulling hand's motion. The sharp smack to her ass made her jump and cry out into the panties filling her mouth, feeling Miss Bell's palm-print burning on her cheek. Tears Weller in her eyes at that sudden pain and the humiliating knowledge that she couldn't resist. <br><br>"Uck oou, Mgh Elh!" That was the best she could manage through the gag, and Keiko wasn't sure if she wanted her teacher to understand what she'd said. The firm grip on her dark hair forced her back down, face just inches from Michael's erect and trembling cock. She could see it stir as her breath touched it.<br><br>This wasn't the first time she'd seen a boy's erection, of course - but it wasn't far from it, either. Miss Bell's voice was softer as she held her head close to the boy, and Keiko felt her cheeks reddened in embarrassment. The teacher's hand caressed her flushed face, teasing at the tape binding her mouth as she tried to think of a way out of this predicament. She squirmed under the touch, afraid of the horse though she didn't really know what it was, and not wanting to admit to herself how much she'd wanted to feel Miss Bell's gentle touch before this evening. How much it reminded her of dreams she only half remembered. <br><br>Ashamed, afraid and angry, she tried to speak clearly past the gag, repeating herself forcefully.&nbsp; <br><br>"Uck oou, Mgh Elh!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 01:43:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa was a little impressed, as well as irritated, at Keiko’s response. Usually, girls like her put up a strong fight in the beginning, and once the realization settled in, they broke down. She had always thought Keiko one of the quieter girls, but her foul reply indicated otherwise.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She tsked and shook her head, causing her dark hair to cascade in a wave. “Miss Watanabe, I’ve heard the gag-talk of many naughty little girls like yourself to know what you’re saying. We’ll be washing that mouth out tonight, but first you’re going to apologize.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a hard pull of her hair, Vanessa yanked the girl to her feet, then pulled a stool up. She sat down and crossed her stockinged legs, then pulled her over her knees. Keiko writhed,, but Vanessa was a very physically fit woman, and had no trouble holding her down so that her tight little ass lay right on her lap. One cheek had a pink smudge from her earlier strike.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I want to hear, ‘I’m sorry for swearing, Miss Bell. Please forgive me’,” Vanessa instructed clearly, holding her bound wrists out of the way while pressing down on the small of her back. Her free hand was gently rubbing over her ass. “Until you do, I’m not going to stop.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With that, she drew back her hand and began to spank. She came down briskly again and again, giving no quarter. As soon as one blow landed, the next was already coming, sometime in the same spot, sometime on the other cheek. Even though her gloved hand muted the sound of each <em>thwack</em>, each blow was in earnest, and soon, the pink hue covered her entire ass, slowly growing darker by the minute.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>18-07-2010, 23:28:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The rough yank on her hair pulled Keiko after Miss Bell, tears in her eyes. She tried again to pull back, but there was nothing she could do, no way to keep herself from being bent across her teacher's lap and pinned there, her ass pointing skyward. She struggled for breath, the gag in her mouth keeping her from breathing as heavily as she wanted to, and wriggled helplessly.<br><br>"Nnng!" She protested Miss Bell's demand, feeling the woman's hand caressing her and knowing what was coming.<br><br>A second later she heard the thwack of gloved hand on firm flesh, and squirmed in earnest. It was hopeless, of course - Miss Bell held her easily, spanking in an even, fast rhythm that quickly left her ass burning painfully. She cried out into the gag, whimpering and trying to protest, but there was no slackening of the rain of blows. As tears of pain, shame and anger ran down her cheeks, Keiko gave in and tried to speak clearly through the gag, repeating the phrase as best she could with her mouth full of panties.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 05:17:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Keiko writhed and squirmed on her lap, but Vanessa continued the relentless assault on her rear end, pausing only to let the tingle settle in her palm. Her ass was now glowing a light red, as were the tops of her thighs where the skin was the tenderest. The whimpers and cries gave way to struggling sounds and attempts to articulate through cloth and tape.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I can’t hear you, Miss Watanabe,” Vanessa sang over the spanking. “You have to speak nice and clear! ‘I’m sorry for swearing, Miss Bell. Please forgive me.’”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She smiled politely at Michael, still bound to the stool in front of her as her hand made the perpetual circular motion of the spanking. Each strike sent her pert bare breasts jiggling and her hair waving. After every dozen or so spanks, she would inspect her work by running her hand over Keiko’s hot ass, ensuring an even coat of red and a bit of relief before the pain began again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 12:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The burning of her now-red ass was painful, and made it hard for Keiko to try to speak. And Miss Bell's mocking made it so much worse; Keiko moaned in shame, and just wanted this to <em>stop</em>. The boys were watching and she was painfully aware of their gazes as she tried to make her words clear.<br><br>"Um ouray or aar-ng Mgh Elh!" She enunciated the words as clearly as she could, through the gag. "Um ouray!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 22:27:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Much better,” Vanessa remarked as she ceased the blows. She ran her hand over Keiko’s ass groping it hard like a piece of meat. “That wasn’t so bad now, was it?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She let her slide of her lap and onto her feet, but as soon as Vanessa herself stood up, her hand was once again in her hair, jerking her to her knees. Just as before, she dragged her before Michael’s spread legs, her face just inches from his throbbing, engorged cock. It had turned an even deeper shade of red, with a bit of purple mixed in. The twine would have to be loosened soon, lest she damage her new items.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Now we will try again, Miss Watanabe.” She picked at the line of tape on her cheek, difficult to raise due to the smoothness of her gloves and the lack of a fingernail. Regardless, she worked a little corner free. “I want to hear a ‘yes Miss Bell, I’ll be a good girl’, and no speaking or screaming once the gag is out. Then we’re going to show Mr. Weston a better use for that mouth.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 19:33:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiko groaned into her gag as her teacher roughly groped her stinging ass. It was a strong effort to keep from sobbing as she stood, but she made it, trying to keep some composure at least in front of Miss Bell and her classmates. But Miss Bell didn't leave her any dignity, dragging her down to her knees again, and bending her in front of Michael's spread thighs, staring at his large cock. <br>&nbsp;<br>The fingers picked at the tape gagging her, and she shuddered. She had no choice, she knew it, but it didn't make her feel any better about it as she forced herself to repeat the teacher's words as best she could into the panties filling her mouth. What the boys thought of her, she didn't know, but she herself was horrified - what kind of a girl would she be if she sucked a boy in front of another classmate?<br><br>But what would happen to her, if she didn't?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 20:22:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Good girl,” Vanessa praised, and then began to pull the line of packing tape. It gave a rich purr as it came free, and as it neared the end, she had to use both hands to free Keiko’s hair from the sticky bands. At last, the several feet of it were free, and she plucked the sopping panties from between her lips, discarding both them and the ball of used tape to the side.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Now that Miss Watanabe has agreed to be a little more obedient, it’s time for a little role play,” she said to Michael and Keiko. Her hands returned to her student’s face, caressing at the lingering stickiness left from the tape. “Let’s pretend that Mr. Weston is the client who has agreed to purchase you, and he has had a <em>very</em> long day at work. After he comes home, he expects you to come straight to him and give him a nice relaxing blowjob to ease the stress away.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turned to Michael, draping on arm around his shoulder and leaned so close to him that a bare breast pressed against his arm. “It certainly looks like you had a stressful day, Mr. Weston. You look ready to burst.” Her other satin hand reached down and lightly circled around his bound, swollen girth, gently stroking it. Just as she had said, his tied balls looked like water balloons ready to pop, his entire shaft veined and throbbing. “However, the women who purchased you and David are more interested in how long you can last.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Finally, she stood between the two, glancing at both of them with her hands on her hips. “So here is your exercise. You will each have ten minutes. Miss Watanabe, you will try and blow Mr. Weston to orgasm. Mr. Weston, you will try to not come during that time. Whichever one of you succeeds will be rewarded, and the other punished. Your time begins now.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 15:46:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiko whimpered. The tugging of the tape on her face, her lips, her hair, that had been painful and unpleasant. But her mind was distracted from that by the shame, and the fear of what was coming next. Her eyes were fixed on the throbbing length of Michaels cock, and her cheeks flushed brightly.<br><br>She could finally breathe freely again when Miss Bell pulled the panties from her mouth, and she sucked down hungry gasps of air while the teacher addressed her and her "partner." She managed to restrain her response to a quick, shocked look up at her, before dropping her gaze to look at Michael's face. She tried to meet his eyes for a moment, but what would that achieve? She knew she didn't want another spanking, or worse!<br><br>So, knowing she had no choice, Keiko lowered her head to Michael's groin, another whimper escaping her lips as she looked at his throbbing, bound shaft right before her face. Licking her lips, she leant in to slide her mouth over his head.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 16:12:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael had watched Keiko's resistance crumble from his bound position, the girl had been brave in her persuit of resisting, far braver than him or David who had given in too easily to their male urges. However it made little difference if she had fought or not, as she was now back where she had started, on the floor between his leg, his penis standing up before her.<br><br>The twine around his manhood had started to feel tight and a little painful long before they had arrived here in this room, let alone after Keiko had been sat before him, the attractice girl causing another rush of blood to his already engorged penis. Ms Bell however raised the pressure in his groin another level when she leaned in close to Michael, her hand touching around him made him try to stiffen further, and combined with the twine made his penis feel like it was ready to burst, and the less said about the pain in his balls the better.<br><br>As his teacher explained what would happen next Michael knew it was going to be a mix of heaven and hell, he would get his penis sucked by the lovely Keiko, a dream in itself, yet on the other hand he had to try and hold back his orgasm. A part of him just wanted to give in and cum now in the hope of getting this twine off of his penis, but at the same time, would he even be able to cum with the twine wrapped around his cock and balls like this? He'd soon find out.<br><br>Michel's eyes met Keiko's as she moved in closer to his penis, it was an awkward meeting of eyes, Michael nodded his head, almost trying to comfort her and say 'we're in this together', and he hoped it didn't look like he was just urging her on to suck his cock. Despite this a muffled groan escaped him as he felt her lips slide over the tip of his cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 17:19:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While her little cocksucker began to do her task, Vanessa turned on the ball of her heel with a toss of her hair, setting her eyes on David. She was sure to give him the full show of her bare breasts and sculpted legs as she swayed up to his kneeling form.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Now then, Mr. Carter, shall you and I begin?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;From the wall of hanging toys, she selected a thin riding crop (http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31z-rSrDxXL._SL500_AA280_.jpg) of supple black leather with a stiff leather square on the end. Back in front of him, she stepped very close to him, his eyes sitting just level with the tops of her stockings, garters, and panties, and gave the crop a little snap in the air. It made a pleasant <em>snick</em>, and she tested its flexibility by bending the rod.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“The first thing you must realize about sex is that orgasms are not given; they are earned. Ultimately, it will be your new mistresses who decide whether you will come or not, but you must show them that you deserve it.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She pointed the crop down, using the spanking tip to lift his rigid cock. “You certainly have an impressive cock, so you are off to a good start. But with cock comes attitude, and you’re going to show me you have the attitude to be a good little boy toy.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The tip of the crop slid off, sending his cock wagging. “Can I trust you to be more cooperative then Miss Watanabe if I remove your gag?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 18:12:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The longer David watched from his knees, the more he felt as though he were dreaming. &nbsp;The anger and determination to flee was distracted by the horror of what Ms. Bell was forcing upon Keiko especially. &nbsp;There was a tightening in his chest and his stomach dropped as he imagined the struggle Michael must be facing. &nbsp;A small voice in David's head told him that none of them wanted any part of this and they weren't to blame. &nbsp;Michael was not forcing himself on Keiko and neither would David if it came to that, it wasn't optional he kept reminding himself, knowing that guilt would take him over if he were in the other boy's shoes.<br><br><br>Pulling his eyes from Keiko and Michael's cock, they search Ms. Bell, moving along her thighs and tits before landing on her face. There was no reaction from him, he simply watched her select the crop from the wall and return to stand directly before his face. &nbsp;Somehow with her pussy lingering only inches away, modesty and little bit of anger made David tilt his face slightly away from her and look elsewhere, refusing to praise her body by acknowledging it.<br><br><br>With his cock stretched so tight, each small touch was amplified and he could not help the sharp intake of breath or the twitch of his hips when the crop sent his cock in motion. &nbsp;There was no plan of action for when the gag was removed, he wasn't resolved to simply bite the shit out of her, that would seem insane but he at least knew he wanted it off.<br><br><br>Nodding to her question of whether or not he could behave, David's face lifts up and his eyes meet hers, trying to keep them expressionless and anger free. &nbsp;She didn't want them dead, she wanted to make a profit off of them, which meant he had plenty of time to make her suffer, in his own way.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 23:25:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Good boy,” Vanessa complimented, reaching around the back of his head to undo the painfully large ball gag. Instead of removing it entirely, however, she merely loosened the strap and notched it wider, so she could pop the ball out and dangle the gag around his neck. “With me, good boys get rewards.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She straightened and flipped her hair back over her shoulder, putting one leg in front of the other with a skillful arch as she presented a foot before him. The tip of the crop trailed up his belly, between his pectorals, then finally came to a halt under his chin.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Mr. Carter, my heels need a little bit of a cleaning. I’m afraid the custodians don’t get every little corner every now and then, and my shoes get a little dusty. They are Italian, and are very expensive, so they need a thorough cleaning every day.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 23:50:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moving his lower jaw from side to side, David pulls on his restraints in a failed attempt to raise his hands and rub his aching face. &nbsp;With her leg rising before him, David runs his tongue along his bottom lip, almost as though he was looking forward to pleasing her. &nbsp;When the crop lifted his chin and he looked at her again, he let his deep brown eyes penetrate her for a moment, the look of lust and&nbsp;defiance&nbsp;sometimes getting confused with one another.<br><br><br>"Fuck you," he let the two words sink in for a moment before speaking again. &nbsp;"I'm not going to lick anything, you crazy bitch." &nbsp;Twisting his shoulder, he pushes her foot away from him with his body, the best he could do to escape her from his spot on his knees. &nbsp;Briefly, his eyes flicked over to the other students to gage their reaction, to see if he was alone in this battle or if the others had&nbsp;conceded&nbsp;entirely to their fates.<br><br><br>Refusing to look at Ms. Bell, he stared at the wall to his left, her form barely visible in his&nbsp;peripheral.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 17:57:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It seemed she had another student with a potty mouth whose mouth would need rinsing. David tried his best to uproot her stance with his shoulders, but all he managed to do was push against her leg and stair away defiantly. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Vanessa didn’t give him any time for warning. With a simple motion of her leg, her foot darted forward, and the point of her toe buried itself against his bound balls. It was by no means a strong blow, but it was certainly a firm impact against his sensitive nobs. As soon as her leg retracted, she swung the crop with a flourish, striking a spot high on his back, between his bound arms. A small red patch and line formed on his skin from the pad of the crop and its shaft.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Mr. Carter, I am by no means a stranger to disobedience,” she said curtly, caressing the shaft of the crop in her hand as she stared at his writhing form. “Now, if you wish, I could tease your balls in a similar fashion, and worse, all night. Or, we could skip all that unpleasantness, and I could please your balls all night. The choice is yours, but first, I believe you have a task to fulfill.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She placed her foot back on the ground in front of him, then made a show of tapping the high heel on the concrete floor. Her heels were glossy, and shined brightly whenever they were freshly cleaned with the tongue of one of her slaves.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 15:32:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiko's lips slid down on her parter's cock, reluctantly, and she whimpered at his groan. She didn't want to do this, but she wanted to be punished again even less, so she set to doing her inexpert best. This wasn't something she was experienced in, after all. She had a moment's thought for Michael, how he must feel, and even a twinge of doubt - if she succeeded, he'd be punished for it after all. But the stinging of her spanked ass reminded her that it was better him than her, and she set to doing her best to please him.<br><br>Her head bobbed up and down in his lap, her eyes shut tight as she tried her hardest. He was bigger than the only other cock she'd sucked, and she could scarcely believe she was doing this, but there she was, sucking and licking at a bound boy's hard cock while her teacher and another boy watched.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 16:34:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The bound young man could only gasp in delight as Keiko let his penis enter her mouth, after his cock and throbbed and his balls burned as of the twine the feel of her mouth was a pleasant relief and helped him not think about the pain and instead focus on the pleasure. Michael was in a bit of a catch 22 though, if he came from this pleasure then he'd be punished for it, and if he didn't cum he knew only too well he'd have a horrid case of blue balls, and the twine around them would only make it even more painful.<br><br>He watched the pretty girl as she bobbed her head on his stiff penis, her tongue touching around the engorged head made him gasp and wriggle against the restraints, all in all it was a most intense pleasure he was feeling, no doubt it was heightened by the situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:08:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael's gasp of pleasure made her squirm, but she was determined not to fail. Her tongue lapped at him, swirling around his cock-head, and she knew she was doing something right by the way he wriggled and writhed in his bonds. What else could she do? She sucked and moaned around him, ashamed and horrified at her behaviour, but her ass still stung from her spanking and she wasn't going to suffer another if she could help it.<br><br><em>Come on Michael,</em> she urged in the silence of her mind as she bobbed before him. <em>Get this over with!</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:55:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michael's penis felt so stiff as Keiko continued to work his bound penis, he'd have been stiff as a rock anyway at Keiko's blowjob, let alone with the twine trapping the blood inside, and it all came together to give him a strong aching pleasure which coursed through his body. However the fact of the matter was, he was a horny young man, a sexy girl was sucking on his length, he was going to cum soon, very soon.<br><br>His eyes looked down at Keiko as he moaned more and more frequently, trying to speak through the gag as his orgasm came rushing on, feeling his balls aching so badly as they tried to clench around the twine, and then it started, his thick load started to spray out in long white jets, the twine making it a very powerful and intense pleasure.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 18:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Keiko groaned around him as she felt him start to tremble in her mouth. As he started to come, she pulled back, trying to avoid getting it in her - but bound as she was, she wasn't fast enough, and his first spurt gave her a mouthful of his seed. The second splattered across her face as she pulled back, and she looked away disgusted with herself and him both.<br><br>She crawled back quickly, trying to avoid the mess, and looking around at Miss Bell. Now that she had won, Keiko was somewhat afraid to find out the nature of her 'reward.'
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pleaseteaseme</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 22:12:18</strong>
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				Michale watched as the first spurt of his load squirted into Keiko's mouth, and he moaned out as she pulled back and got the second on her face, however he then squirmed in frustration for she stopped stimulating his penis as his orgasm occured, it felt nowhere as good as it could of done as of that, despite the fact it did feel good to let out his load.<br><br>Despite cumming, Michael could deel a sinking feeling within him, he knew he had just failed the first task he had been given, and Ms Bell wasn't messing around with pain it seemed either after her spanking of Keiko.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 04:00:56</strong>
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				The pointed blow to his testicles sent David pitching forward as the pain spike through him and settle with a pang in his gut.&nbsp; The move was well placed, giving Ms. Bell ample access to his strong back and with the crop hitting him, David cursed out through his clenched teeth.&nbsp; "What is wrong with you," he mumbled as his forehead rested on the floor between her shoes.&nbsp; <br><br>As the options were laid out before him, David's face lifted and from between her calves, he caught sight of Michael's cock disappearing into Keiko's mouth.&nbsp; Why was he stuck drawing the short straw?&nbsp; Lifting his eyes up to the teacher, they fall to her heels as he nods slowly, the throbbing in his cock and balls now in sync, although opposite in nature.<br><br>What did she want...for him to lick her shoes clean?&nbsp; The first offering of his tongue was done so with his eyes closed, but that was quickly found to be impractical and he watched to ensure the wet muscle moved over the top of the black material, grazing the exposed skin at the top of her foot.&nbsp; After several fast licks, he moves to the other shoe and does the same, hoping this was the last bit of his torture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 00:26:33</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;David muttered something as he reeled from her dainty kick, but nonetheless began to lick her shoes. Vanessa laughed when he quickly switched to the other after a couple of hasty licks.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Oh, no no no no no,” she chuckled, then gave him another hard cut across his shoulder blades. “Mr. Carter, don’t you dare think you are going to get away with a sloppy job like that. It certainly won’t earn you an orgasm, and that’s only if you’re lucky. Maybe I’ll just get irritated at my lazy student and give his balls a nice cropping to put him in his place.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She clicked her heel impatiently on the floor. “You are going to do the entire foot, slowly and carefully. The top, sides, and back, and <em>I</em> will be the one who will judge when you are finished. Whether you get to empty your balls or not is another story…”
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 18:20:02</strong>
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				A muted grunt was caught in his throat as she stung his back again the with crop, his nose hovering just above her foot. &nbsp;David's ribs expanded further with his breathing deep and steady as he tried to calm his nerves and hold his words back, although he wanted to threaten to coat her face with his seed; a somewhat shocking notion for David, who stuck to more&nbsp;mundane&nbsp;topics in his fantasy world.<br><br><br>"Okay..." he he finally whispered before letting the full length of his out stretched tongue move along the side of her shoe, the very faint taste of dust making him want to gag. &nbsp;Even worse was the wet sounds of Keiko's mouth on Michael's cock, the whole situation seeming unfair as David forgot that Keiko was forced against her will. &nbsp;Still, David's cock was sore and his balls needed some form of relief from the binding, which hadn't slackened in the slightest. &nbsp;At this point, he cared not if he came, it was a matter of getting this damn rope off. &nbsp;<br><br><br>If all it took to get this over with was licking her shoes, he could muster the strength and lose the dignity, even going so far as to trace his tongue across her ankle, placing one quick kiss there before attending to the other side of her heel.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 08:03:03</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Good boy,” Vanessa praised as David obediently worked on her high heel. His longer laps brought the shine of the vinyl out nicely in the fluorescent lighting of her dungeon. “Much better. You may get to empty those balls yet.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The kiss to her ankle was a nice little touch. It brought out his submissiveness even better. In fact, he was doing such a good job, she was considering making it a daily task to her feet clean. But it was too soon to tell. There were plenty of other tasks she could make him do as well. At any rate, he certainly earned a little cherry on top for such detail.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Once he switched to the other side, she gave him a minute to two to get the whole thing, including the back of the heel. She watched him carefully the entire time with both hands on her hip. Once or twice she saw him skip or miss a patch, and with a <em>swish</em> and a <em>snap</em> she landed a cut across his back with her crop, clearing her throat expectantly.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“That will do for this one,” she announced, once satisfied with his action. She switched feet, placing the other in front of him. “Now the other.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 23:57:05</strong>
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				David had to clench his jaw and turn his face to the side each time Ms. Bell cracked his back from the crop. &nbsp;If he wasn't careful, he'd likely sink his teeth right into her ankle in blinded&nbsp;frustration. &nbsp;Switching over to the other foot, he was growing a bit annoyed at just how detailed she expected the cleaning to be.<br><br><br>Figuring it was just to humiliate him, David thought it would just be a couple of quick licks, however Ms. Bell was full out wanting clean shoes; a more practical expectation on top of a demeaning task.<br><br><br>Coursing his tongue over the last patch of shoe left he could think of, David's eyes lifted slightly to look up at her, though the tip of his tongue was still perched on the shoe. &nbsp;He didn't dare assume he was done, rather he lingered to see if her desires had been met.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 20:41:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After David gave her other shoe a thorough licking, he paused and nervously looked up at her, but didn’t let his tongue leave the vinyl. Vanessa smiled in approval, giving his bare ass a few love taps with the tip of her crop.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“That will do for now, Mr. Carter,” she said. “You’re already showing remarkable improvement, and my heels look absolutely lovely.” The crop came around to his chin, lightly tapping. “Now be a good boy and sit up straight.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When he straightened, she stooped over and lifted the ball gag from his neck, pushing it back in between his teeth and tightening the straps. With the gag securely in place once again, she ordered him to his feet, giving him a hard cut across the ass to spur him into motion.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Now even though you were a little vulgar earlier, I think hard work deserves a reward, don’t you?” She flipped the crop in her hand, she held it in reverse, then hooked and arm around his hips, leaning slightly forward. Her other hand found his stiff tied cock and balls, running over its distinct contours.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“My, how tight and full these look!” she commented about his balls, which had since grown slightly purple. “I wonder if they will pop if I squeeze them?” She pinched one swollen testicle between her thumb and forefinger quite hard, but of course, nothing happened. To reiterate, she squeezed the other as well before giving them a loving stroke of satin palm. “But I think we’ll just empty those balls now. They have to be so full and painful.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Her finger and thumb coiled into a circle around the base of his shaft, then stroked. She reached the base of his head, then plunged back down, keeping a tight firm on his taught skin with her satin fingers. Soon, the heat between fabric and skin intensified, and she could feel the distinct flexing in his cock. The tip had yet to lose its shine from earlier, and now, more precum was beginning to ooze out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iraiz</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 17:51:11</strong>
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				The gut reaction given by David was to turn his face away from the gag but with a low growling sound, he found his mouth full again with the rubber ball. &nbsp;Each hit from the crop made, among other muscles, his ass flex to absorb the stinging pain. &nbsp;Yet, &nbsp;nothing could really have eased the pinching she gave to each of his swollen testicles. &nbsp;Feeling the solid mass trying to escape her fingers, there was no where to go in the tightness and the&nbsp;assault&nbsp;hurt like hell. &nbsp;<br><br><br>David's eyes were squeezed closed as unwilled tears began to fill his eyes simply from the sharpness of the pain he felt, his hands clenched tightly as his chin tilted back. &nbsp;Peeling his eyes open to stare up at the ceiling, the first few strokes of her gloved hand were hard to feeling considering his cock almost felt numb but the sensations quickly rose to a peak. &nbsp;<br><br><br>If she got any gratification from seeing the fear mixed with pleasure in his eyes, David refused to give it to her, his head remained tilted back even when his pelvis tilted upwards in her direction and the first thick glob of cum ran down his head and onto her still moving hand. &nbsp;It wasn't until the first strong shot left him that David's muscles flexed and he groaned around the gag in his mouth. &nbsp;It was almost possible to forget where he was in the brief moment, to forget two of his classmates were watching him at his most vulnerable or that this was not by choice.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NileGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-08-2010, 18:37:04</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;David’s cock flexed hard underneath her hand, the spasms amplified by the constricting twine around it. He spurted once onto the black satin of her glove, the rest of the load shooting clear from his head as he moaned in ecstasy. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Mmm, I bet that felt good,” she purred only a few inches from his ear. Her hand continued to dutifully milk his cock, tightly squeezing out the last few drops. She could just as easily bring him agony by putting more effort into it, but that would require that she get her hands covered in his seed coated head. “However, don’t think these rewards come so easily in the future. Think of this as a little taste of what you can get for being a good boy.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a few final strokes, and satisfied his balls were drained, she wiped the semen from the back of her fingers, then began to undo the twine around his balls. She wasn’t particularly gentle about it, yanking hard on each end of the twine so that when they unraveled, his balls spun in a circle. Once it was all off, she tossed it to the side.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Well now, students,” she began, turning to the other two. Keiko still had Michael’s come splattered on her chin, and his cock and balls were still bound and dripping. Vanessa patted David gently on the rear with praise. “Mr. Carter has shown he has some hope for being a good little boy, but I see that Mr. Weston still needs quite a bit of training. We’ll get to that in a bit. For now, you can just sit there and think about what you did.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She turned to Keiko and smiled. “Would you like your reward, Miss Watanabe?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: After School Detention - Main Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chaos</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 20:16:25</strong>
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				Keiko shuddered at the teachers words, her face flushing red under the come Michael had splattered across her. She felt awful, both for what she had done and why. She even felt sorry for Michael, and tried not to wonder what she had in mind for him...<br><br>But that wasn't her problem, she told herself firmly, glaring up at Ms Bell as defiantly as she could manage. It wasn't much, not with come in her mouth and on her face, and not while she was too afraid to actually voice her rebellion. But it was the best she could do, even so. <br><br>The pause grew longer, and her heart beat faster. She knew that their teacher would delight in punishing her, too, if she was defiant and didn't answer the question, but what would count as a reward in that deviant mind? Keiko didn't want to know, but she was certain she didn't want to feel another punishment... giving in, she nodded quickly, closing her eyes.
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