Just something running through my head the last few days. Enjoy!
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Linda blinked hard and found herself looking up at the ceiling of her classroom, she tried to sit up but only strained against the bindings, blinking as the sunlight poured the window getting into her eyes which she assumed had woken her and making the already strange situation more difficult.
It took a few moments for Linda to actually realize her predicament.
Stripped down to stockings and heels, she had nothing to hide her body and the rope kept her from fixing that situation, her legs and arms pulled down ether side of her and securely tied off leaving her bare to the world.
The thick tap enclosed her mouth and jaw, keeping her from calling out for aid and she felt something in her mouth that pinned her tongue down and helped keep her quiet – if not silent.
The clock in the classroom chimed and she groaned, the students would be walking in any moment and she was in no position to do anything about it. Her breathing sped up as she tugged against her restraints, she couldn’t recall how she had gotten into this mess but she whimpered slightly at how hard her nipples had become from the thoughts running through her mind.
Linda could hear them now, the chattering, the laughing. She tugged hard, the ropes rubbed against her but they didn’t give her any slack and she couldn’t feel the knots within her reach, couldn’t move enough to see if they were anywhere near her strained grasping fingertips.
The door opened, the chattering stopped.
The room was silent.
She felt the blush run down her throat, down her chest and tried not to look anywhere, her eyes shifting constantly away from the group of ten who had entered.
The door closed and Linda’s head whipped around as she felt a hand squeeze her ample breast.
It was one of the quiet ones – Joseph if her she recalled correctly, he rolled the nipple under his thumb and let his grip firm on her flesh making it bulge slightly under his grasp.
She flushed more as she groaned, her nipples had always been sensitive.
Linda couldn’t bring herself to meet his eyes but she saw him smile, releasing her captured flesh and tugging the nipple hard as he withdraw pulling a moan from her.
“Always wondered what you hid under those sports bras, you seemed to be hiding these.”
He gave the other nipple a pinch.
Another moan.
Others gathered around now, hands gently run along her thighs making her tense, her stomach, over her breasts though more cautiously.
She strained slightly against her bonds, her fingers dancing along what she could feel for any hint of escape.
Joseph chuckled as he stepped around to the head of the desk to make space.
“There seems to be a good two or three inches between your fingers and the knots.”
She groaned and tugged, but knew she couldn’t free herself easily with that information.
He brushed the hair from her face, gathering it up into one hand and forced her head to look down herself, at the gathered crowed.
They grew bolder with her apparent inability to inhibit them.
One of the larger boys, he would have fit well on the sports track but wanted to design jackets and clothing instead. He reached for her, his grip strong on her chest as he groped it hard, rolling it slightly against her.
“Knew this bitch was hiding something worthwhile.”
He released it and then made Linda buck in place as he slapped the inviting target.
“Maybe I should design bras instead! Getting to play with something like this every day is tempting.”
The others were now doing their best to pull sounds from her as he chuckled and moved away.
Nails ran down her thighs, fingers gently rubbed at her sex, she was grasped and massaged in various ways all over her body, along her arms and torso, Linda’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.
On the one hand she shouldn’t be enjoying this they were her students and there should be a clear divide between them, on the other she couldn’t deny how attractive they were to her, how she was getting worked up by their touch and comments.
She was breathing heavily now, some of them were complementing her skin, her figure and her vocal moans even past the thick gag.
Others degraded her, how she was a slut for enjoying this, how could she even think about doing this to herself, how she was able to stand with those breasts.
All of it was too much for her, yet there was nothing she could do.
Linda was helpless, at their mercy.
At least she wasn’t exactly alone in her embarrassment. The others all blushed fiercely, the straining flesh in pants was obvious and more than a handful of the girls were clearly aroused given the state of the points on their shirts.
Some of the guys pressed up behind them making the young women gasp, hands on hips and the slight pushing back made it clear the classroom would soon be a scene of carnal debauchery.
Hands moved up and down bodies, the women moaned as they found new homes to explore and were pulled away from the bound substitute teacher. Her head was turned, one of the most quiet young women in the glass was choking and gargling on the length of one of the boys, her head being held by the most popular girl in class.
“Breath through your nose, slowly.” The immaculately dressed young woman said as she held the young girls hands down at her back, her other hand on the quiet girls head. “Now take him all.”
There was nothing Linda could do about the scene before her as the quiet young girls shirt was slowly lifted to reveal small pert breasts.
Other scenes of similar were opening all around the classroom.
A loud screech of tables shifting hard pulled her gaze to the back, one of the young women was getting aggressive – pushing her classmate down on a table and straddling him.
Then her vision was gone.
She groaned and Joseph chuckled in her ear.
“No need for you to watch the rest of that, besides you have your own problems.”
She was momentarily at a loss for what he could mean as she tried to shake off the thick wad of cloth he had pulled over her eyes.
Then she felt it.
Hands gripped her thighs and eased them open slightly more and pulled her down the table an inch, she felt him against her sex.
“You've gathered a little following here, they all want to show you their appreciation… one after another.”
Linda’s breathing became laboured as the excitement burned in her chest.
She felt the hard, thick flesh begin push into her…
BEEEP
The alarm startled her awake.
Breathing heavily, she found herself somewhat trapped in her bedsheets that were thoroughly entwining her.
Struggling with them for a few moments to get herself free she found that she was a mess from the intense dream.
The alarm pinged again getting ready for another set of loud beeps that were meant to wake her, she slapped it off and just sat there for a long moment. The memories of the dream still fresh in her mind and now she would have to shower, get dressed and face all of them for another day of higher education.
She hardly noticed as her hands moved south, between her legs. Not that she could stop her hands moving with how worked up she was, anyway.
She still had two weeks of these men and women…. She honestly didn’t know how she was going to deal with her wild imaginings. All Linda knew, was that if she didn’t get laid soon then she was going to jump one of them.
And that just wouldn’t do at all.