Chapter Fifteen
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I looked at the outfits Nathan had picked out for me
and selected a dark miniskirt and a dark red blouse. I
got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. I had
tried these things on before but I don't remember the
blouse being quite this translucent. Maybe it was just
looking at it now in the better light in my bedroom. I
was nervous about how visible my nipples were.
Except for being nervous about my exposure it was a
pretty nice morning until I got to school. I sat in my
car for a moment and looked down again. Seeing my
nipples so clearly sent a chill through me but I knew
that I would end up wearing this blouse eventually so I
might as well get it over with. I tried not to think
about how obvious my nipples were. I double checked and
I decided that I had left enough buttons unbuttoned to
satisfy Nathan. There was nothing left but to struggle
through that crowd of students to my office.
I got out of the car and locked it and started making
my way through the kids waiting for the bell to ring.
They normally parted when they saw a teacher or staff
member approaching so it wasn't that difficult. Accept
now they stopped and stared in disbelief at the clothes
I was wearing. I was keeping my head down and trying
not to see their faces or hear their comments until I
was passing by one small gathering and I heard Nathan's
voice say, "Good morning Amanda. You look fantastic
this morning."
Everyone around us was shocked that he had addressed me
by my first name. I tried to keep going but he said,
"Hold on Amanda, let me look at you."
I stopped and turned and stood there with my heart
beating a mile a minute while he examined my outfit. I
could feel the eyes of all the students around us
staring in disbelief.
Nathan said, "I love the way that your nipples show
through that blouse Amanda. It's a good look for you."
I knew that he was waiting for a response. I tried to
sound calm as I said, "Thank you Nathan."
He didn't say anything else for a few seconds and I
was just about to turn away when he said, "You know
what's wrong with that outfit Amanda?"
I shook my head and stood there dreading whatever it
was that he was about to say. I knew it was going to be
awful.
I was right.
He said, "I think that skirt is a little too long. Why
don't you try rolling the waistband under a time or two
like the girls do? You have beautiful legs. I'm sure
that would look great."
I kept my eyes on the ground and reached down with
shaking hands and right there in front of at least
fifty students I rolled my waistband under to please a
student. I was dying inside. My heart was beating so
hard it hurt. I was so upset that I didn't even pay any
attention to where the hem of my skirt was. I just
wanted to get to my office and the relative safety I
would find there.
Nathan wasn't finished though. He said, "I think that's
perfect Amanda. Turn around and let me see the back."
I turned slowly and stood with my back to him and I
heard him ask some of the boys he was with, "I don't
know guys. She looks pretty good doesn't she? But do
you think she should roll that up one more time?"
There was a loud and unintelligible outcry from the
kids watching. There were a lot of enthusiastic calls
for more skin, including many from the voices of the
girls in the crowd.
Nathan, in a voice tinged with false doubt, said, "You
heard them Amanda. Let's try it. Roll it under one more
time and let's see how it looks."
The crowd around us had grown much larger and there
seemed to be no oxygen available. I was sure that I was
about to faint.
I reached down and rolled my waistband under one more
time and waited for Nathan to say something.
He said, "Turn around Amanda."
I turned around again. As I came around to face him he
had his finger up and was twirling it so I continued
turning in a complete circle this time. I ended up with
my back to Nathan again when I was done. The smug
little bastard said, "I don't know guys. I mean, I like
being able to see the cheeks of her ass like that. It's
a great look for her. But we don't want to get her
fired do we?"
There was an unintelligible murmur from the crowd and
Nathan relented. He said, "I guess you should let it
back down one turn Amanda. We don't want you to get in
trouble. It's too bad though. You look really hot that
way."
I rolled the waistband back down one roll and then
began to walk towards the entrance again as fast as my
legs would carry me. I had no dignity left. I was every
bit as embarrassed as I had been when he had forced me
to undress in Cobb's backyard café on Saturday. I
imagined that there must be a red glow emanating from
my skin.
I fought back the tears as I struggled through the
crowd. They were no longer parting the way they once
had. Now they were giving me just enough room to pass
and I felt hand after hand reach for my ass with
impunity. Some even reached under my skirt as I went
by. I was fair game now.
I made it to the door finally and the security guard
let me in. He was grinning widely and I was positive
that he had witnessed my shame. He stared at my breasts
as I passed and I didn't have to turn around to know
that his eyes were following me all the way to my
office door.
I stepped into my office and realized that I had been
holding my breath. I didn't even know how long it had
been since I had last taken a breath. I leaned against
the wall and exhaled loudly and struggled to hold back
the tears. My troubles were far from over though.
Larry heard me come in and he summoned me into his
office. I cringed at the very idea of it, but I went to
the connecting door between our offices and stepped
into his slightly smaller office.
When he saw what I was wearing he smiled and he crooked
his finger to call me closer. I stood in front of him
and he examined my outfit closely. He reached up and
pinched my nipples and said, "You have a lot of fucking
nerve Amanda, I'll give you that."
I stood there and quietly replied, "It isn't nerve
Larry. I don't have any choice."
His hand came to rest on my thigh and slid quickly up
to my crotch and he said, "Gee, that's a fucking shame
Amanda. I have to say though, I think you look
beautiful. But we only have a few minutes before Becky
comes in. You better get down and suck my cock in a
hurry. You wouldn't want her to see you sucking me off
would you?"
He sounded so pleasant, so reasonable. The fucking
asshole!
I sagged to my knees and he helped me struggle with his
pants. I pulled his cock free and sucked his cock as
enthusiastically as I could. All I could think of was
our secretary, Becky coming in and seeing me like this.
I could just picture her face if she saw me on my knees
like this and with that incentive playing through my
mind I gave Larry the most enthusiastic blowjob that I
was capable of. I somehow got the idea that he had been
looking forward to this since he left the office
yesterday because he came very quickly.
I guess it is a long time since Larry had a ready
outlet for his sexual needs. He is married, but from
comments he has made from time to time I have gotten
the impression that his wife is a block of ice. Of
course, knowing Larry I can't blame her.
As soon as I had finished sucking Larry off he stood up
and put his pants back on. I went and got a cup of
coffee and sat at my desk and Larry came in and we had
our normal morning conference. Well, it wasn't entirely
normal. He had trouble concentrating. He kept staring
at my breasts and my pussy which was uncovered when I
sat down and my skirt rode up.
Becky came in with some paperwork half way through our
meeting and almost dropped the papers when she saw my
blouse. She stared at my breasts with her mouth open
for a moment before she shook her head and regained her
composure. She had turned a bright red and after she
set the papers in my inbox she stood staring for a few
more uncomfortable seconds before she turned and
returned to her office.
I guess Nathan behaved himself because he wasn't
brought to my office today. I didn't get much of a
reprieve though. I was bent over my desk at lunch time
and fucked by Larry. He made me clean him off and then
watched as I wiped my pubic area clean with a tissue.
I had remembered the problems I had yesterday and today
I brought in a scented candle and some wet wipes to
clean myself. I didn't want to go out into the hallway
if I could avoid it.
I made it through until the three o'clock bell rang and
Larry made up an excuse to leave. I was happy to see
him go. If he had asked I would have helped him come up
with an excuse.
After he left, Becky came in and closed the door behind
her and said, "Mrs. Hall, can I say something?"
I was afraid she was going to complain about the way I
had begun to dress now and I was nervous. I nodded and
she said, "I just wanted to say that I think you look
beautiful. I love the way you dress now. I wish I had
the nerve to wear those things. I went without a bra
today and thought I was going wild. But look at you!
You are so pretty, so sexy."
Becky was no slouch in the looks department and she
always dressed only slightly more conservative that I
was now. She was a cute little blonde that had been my
secretary since she graduated from this school a year
and a half ago. She couldn't afford to go to college
and her grades weren't really good enough anyway. But
she was a hard worker and with a little training she
had turned out to be a very good secretary.
I smiled at her and at first I didn't know what to say.
Finally I said, "I'm just experimenting with the look,
but thank you for your kind words Becky. I have always
dressed so conservatively and all of a sudden this past
weekend I just had to change."
I didn't dare tell her why I had to change.
She was reassured when I didn't bite her head off I
guess and she stopped blushing. She said, "I think you
should always dress this way. You look like a movie
star."
I smiled at that. I was thinking 'porn star', but I
didn't say anything. Instead I said, "Becky, why don't
you call me Amanda? We don't need to be so formal when
there aren't any students around."
That made her so happy I thought she was going to
squeal. She beamed at me and said, "Really?! Thank you
Mrs. Hall! I mean Amanda, thank you Amanda."
I just shrugged and thanked her again for the
compliments and then I went back to work. I had managed
to see more students today. I wasn't the one that had
so much trouble concentrating today though. I don't
think that a single student that I saw today looked any
higher than my breasts. Even the girls stared at my
breasts. It was disconcerting and I felt like my
nipples had been hard all day. They were getting sore
from being erect for so long!
At four o'clock I let Becky go and as I was getting
ready to leave I kept listening for any sign that
Nathan was going to show up again. I breathed a sigh of
relief when I had locked my door and left the office
and I was almost to the front door when Nathan and
Terrill stepped out of a hallway off to my right and
took up positions on either side of me.
I came to a stop to see what they wanted but Nathan
just took my arm and pulled me along. Not a word was
spoken as they escorted me to my car. I thought that
they were going to go to my house with me. It turned
out to be much worse than that. When we were in my car
Nathan asked, "Do you remember where Cobb's place is?"
I felt like I had been hit in the stomach. I thought
about it and I was pretty sure I remembered where the
alley was. I nodded and Nathan said, "Good, let's go."
I started my car and drove down to Willow and went down
until I spotted the narrow alley that I had to turn
down. I parked in front of the house and sat there,
praying silently that they just wanted a ride.
Nope. Nathan reached over and turned off the ignition
and handed me the keys. We got out and I locked the
door and followed them down the path into that backyard
again. It looked like almost all of the same people
were there.
The games stopped and everyone looked up and smiled as
we entered the yard. There were a few loud greetings
and a few comments from some of the men that I
recognized.
Terrill moved away and I saw him begin to film me from
the far corner of the yard. Cobb came out and delivered
an order and then he came over and said hello to Nathan
and turned to me and said, "Can I take your things?"
I must have looked confused but Nathan cleared that
right up. He said, "Hand him your fucking clothes
stupid!"
I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it off and handed it
to Cobb and then I unrolled the waistband of my skirt
and unfastened it and stepped out of it. Cobb reached
over and took it from me and he held my clothes in one
hand while the other reached down to poke a couple of
fingers roughly into my pussy. Those that could see
what he was doing were amused.
I was dismayed when he pulled his finger out and it was
soaking wet. What the hell was wrong with me?!
I was led to an empty table and Nathan lifted me up and
dropped me on my back on the table. He put a rope
around my neck, ran it under the table and tied it to
one of the table legs. Cobb came over with a small
bucket that had a sign on it. He showed me the sign. It
said, "Pussy $10, Mouth $5, Ass $15. He giggled and set
the bucket down beside me.
Nathan ordered me to lift my legs and he pulled out
some lube and shoved a couple of fingers full into my
ass. Then he dropped his pants and fucked my ass
roughly. He didn't stretch me out first and I was
groaning in pain. He seemed to enjoy the hell out of
that.
After he came he went around to where my head was
hanging down and roughly shoved his cock in my mouth to
be cleaned. When he was satisfied he pulled his pants
up and said, "This is Misha everyone. Some of you know
her. She's Kysha's little sister. She is going to be
cleaning up my bitch between fucks and making sure
nobody stiffs me. I'll be back in a while to pick her
up. If any of you know anyone that wants a good piece
of ass I suggest you give them a call. You know she's a
good fuck and you know you can't beat that price for a
pretty little housewife. Have fun gentlemen."
Then he was gone.
Terrill stayed in the corner and filmed most of the
night. Sometimes he came over and got a few close-ups,
but most of the time he filmed from the corner of the
backyard.
As soon as Nathan left it started. At first they took
their time and took me one or two at a time and there
was no big crowd of men gathered around me. But later,
as more men started arriving and the place started
filling up they began to crowd around me and they
seemed to get rougher and rougher as the night wore on.
After every two or three rapes Misha would wipe my
lower body with a warm, damp rag.
Most of them men fucking my mouth shot their cum in my
mouth or down my throat, but sometimes one of them
would pull out and shoot his cum on my face and when
that happened Misha would wipe it up before the next
man took his turn.
It went on and on and after every man used me Misha
would take him aside and say something to him while the
next man took his place at whichever of my openings was
available.
I was getting pretty sore by the end of the first hour.
A lot of these guys had some pretty damned big cocks
and they seemed to get rougher and meaner as the night
wore on. I didn't even try to count them. There were
just too many. The only thing that I was grateful for
was that not that many of them wanted to pay the extra
five dollars to fuck my ass. I probably got ass fucked
a dozen times. But it could have been a lot worse.
It went on until well after dark. Terrill had moved
closer and Cobb had turned some overhead lights on so
that there was enough light for the camera.
Nathan finally came back for me just before ten. He
untied the rope around my neck and helped me sit up. I
looked around and I was surprised to see that there was
still a large crowd of men sitting or standing around
watching expectantly.
Nathan said, "You look tired Amanda. Would you like to
leave now?"
I hadn't cried all night but for some reason when he
asked me that I sobbed and said, "Oh god yes! Please
Nathan. I can't take anymore!"
He looked so sympathetic and sounded so sincere as he
said, "Okay Amanda. You can leave as soon as you drink
those."
Cobb and Misha came over and placed three water glasses
on the table. I thought they were glasses of milk and I
looked at him curiously. This didn't make sense.
I picked up the first glass and as soon as I started to
bring it to my mouth I smelled it. It was a glass full
of cum! After every man that had used me tonight had
finished with me Misha had gotten him to masturbate
into a bowl for the grand finale. They had poured it
into these three glasses and now, with Terrill
recording it for posterity, Nathan wanted me to drink
it!
I looked at Nathan and I pleaded with him. "Oh god
Nathan, I can't. I'll get sick!"
Nathan's expression never changed. He looked so
sympathetic as he said, "If you don't drink them all
down and keep them down you'll have to come back here
tomorrow Amanda. Is that what you want?"
I started crying hard then. I had to put the glass down
to keep from dropping it and I covered my face and
sobbed bitterly. Nathan patted my head and then I heard
him say, "Oh shit!"
He wiped his fingers on my breast. He had gotten cum
from my hair on his fingers and he was upset!
He let me cry a little longer and said, "Okay Amanda.
You can leave."
My heart jumped into my throat. A reprieve! He wasn't
going to make me do it!
But then he said, "I'll pick you up after school
tomorrow and we can come back and try again."
The bastard! I was that close to throwing all three
glasses of cum right in his face. I knew that if I did
I would die tonight. But it was tempting.
I cried out, "No! No Nathan! I can't do this again.
Please Nathan."
He just looked at me and said, "It's up to you Amanda."
I picked up the glass again. The closer the glass came
to my lips the stronger the odor was and the harder it
was for me to keep from gagging. It shouldn't have been
so hard. I must have sucked off at least twenty men
this evening. But this...this was just too much.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes but Nathan
said, "No Amanda. I want you to look at me while you
drink it."
I exhaled sharply and then took another deep breath and
brought the glass to my lips and began gulping down the
slimy liquid as quickly as I could. It had started to
cool and for some reason that made it even more
disgusting. I had to stop to bring my gagging under
control several times but I finally drained the glass.
I set it down and looked at the other two glasses. I
looked back at Nathan, imploring him to let me stop. He
just smiled and stared.
I brought the next glass to my lips and repeated the
process. I was still feeling ill but I didn't have to
stop as often to control the gagging and I quickly
downed the second glass. Then there was one.
I picked up the third glass and took a few deep breaths
to calm down. Then I took a deep breath and held it and
downed the last glass as quickly as I could. I sat
there on the table and held my stomach and fought the
urge to vomit. If I had to come back here tomorrow I
would just kill myself.
Nathan watched me for a minute or two to make sure I
wasn't going to get sick and then he said, "See you
tomorrow Amanda. Come on Misha. I'll walk you home."
On the way out he told Cobb to give me my clothes back
and then he was gone.
Before Cobb came out with my clothes Misha came running
back into the yard and announced that I had earned five
hundred and thirty-five dollars. There was a cheer from
the crowd as if that was something to be proud of.
They gave me a copy of the DVD a couple of days later
but I couldn't watch it for several days. When I
finally got up the nerve to watch, and count the men
that raped me, I was surprised even though I had known
that it was a large number. Eleven men had fucked my
ass. Twenty-six had fucked my pussy and twenty two men
had fucked my mouth. A grand total of fifty-eight men
had raped me that night.
Cobb brought me my clothes and I got dressed as quickly
as I could. Everyone ignored me once I had my clothes
on. A lot of them were leaving now that the show was
over but they left me alone as I made my way to my car
and drove home. I didn't get all the way though. I
stopped in the parking lot of a boarded up convenience
store and opened my door and almost fell out of the
car. I went to my knees and spent ten or fifteen
minutes vomiting cum.
It wasn't until I got back in my car that I thought of
Dennis and how frantic he must be. I wanted to call him
but my purse with my cell phone was in my trunk and I
would be home in ten minutes anyway.
I pulled into the driveway and looked at the clock on
my dashboard. It was a little after eleven now. I shut
the car off and sat there. I hurt so much I couldn't
stand the thought of getting out and going inside. Yet
I needed to go to the bathroom and I knew that I had
cum draining out of me and onto my car seats.
It wasn't just that though. I dreaded facing Dennis and
having to explain where I had been and what I had done,
or rather what had been done to me.