Date: Wed, 13 Feb 2002 05:43:44 EST
From: LCDRJMC@aol.com
Subject: Nanny3: Back to School 8/14

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

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for Adults Only, so if you're not--then go away.  It is not intended for
sale, but if you'd like to pass it around, feel free.  Just keep the header
as is and all will be well.  Enjoy!  LCDRJMC


Part 8

* * * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She had to get out of here!

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

But first, the hard part.

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

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

SMACK! SMACK!

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

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

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

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

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

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

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

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

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

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

SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!

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

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

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

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

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

SMACK! SMACK!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

*****

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

It was perfect!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

SLAP!

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

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

SLAP!

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

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

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

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

"Touch yourself."

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

"Touch yourself."

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

"Touch yourself."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*****

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

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

"Fuck you," muttered Paige bitterly.

"Lay off, Nat'," warned Lisa.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"But we are there," said Lisa.

"True."

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

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

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

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

"She liked me.  I know she did."

*****

End of Part 8