The Substitute
A tale by Dom Master...
Chapter 1 - Morning
Jenny was anxious as she wrote her name, Mrs. Mitchell, on the blackboard. She
had taught gifted elementary children in a satellite school in upstate New York
for 10 years until her husband was transferred to Los Angeles. As a corporate
attorney, he had always provided her with the finer things in life, so when his
company asked him to take over the legal department for the Los Angeles
division, she was supportive and confident she would find a comparable position
in the Los Angeles school district.
The way it was explained to her, the gifted program and the special needs
program had been combined into a joint initiative called PACE - Parent and Child
Excellence. It had been formed as part of the "No Child Left Behind" initiative
to address the needs of the children not served by the general school system.
Since she had relocated in the middle of the school year, she would have to
serve as a substitute teacher for a period of time. She didn't mind though
because it would give her an opportunity to meet the school board, and get into
a suitable location.
Today, however, she would be subbing for a ninth grade class for second chance
students. These were the students who struggled to keep up, and out of trouble.
The school was located in an impoverished, predominantly Latin American
community and her students would be mostly Latino, some blacks, and a few white
children. She figured this would also give her a chance to reach out to them
with the message of Christ, since she had strong religious convictions and
usually spent the summers teaching Bible school at her church.
As she wrote her name, her flowing, deep burgundy knee length dress waved
gracefully around her shapely legs. She was fairly tall at 5 feet 7 inches, and
weighed about 135 pounds. Although she was 34 years old, she worked out at the
gym with a Christian women's group twice a week, and was pretty well toned. The
dress covered her full, 38-26-37 inch figure modestly, not quite revealing her
curves. She had developed rather young, and had always been somewhat self
conscious about her figure and the attention it drew, so she normally wore
dresses to minimize her shape. She was definitely a woman of taste and means,
and wore fine clothes of high quality, right down to her fashionable 3 inch high
heals, which accentuated her calf muscles as she reached up to the top of the
board. Her blond hair was cut just above her shoulders, and had natural, loose
curls. Her eyes were a deep, beautiful blue and her face was squared off, with
a firm jaw and high cheek bones.
The classroom she had been assigned to this morning was actually a mobile
classroom situated on the far side of the campus, somewhat away from the main
building, in a row along with several others separated by about 30 feet between
them. Being somewhat of a walk from the main building, she didn't think it odd
that the students hadn't shown up by the time the bell rang, and she was
grateful for the extra few minutes she had to freshen up and prepare herself for
the challenge of the day. Being in a new environment caused her to be somewhat
apprehensive, but she mentally calmed her nerves and stood patiently by her
desk.
Before too long, she began to hear the commotion of 14 and 15 year old kids as
they made their way across the open lot to the classroom. She moved to the door
to greet them as they came in and was startled by the leering stares that met
her. She noticed that some of the boys were as big as grown men, complete with
facial hair, and watched their eyes as they looked up and down her body, nodding
in approval.
"Please take a seat." she offered as they milled past, lingering close to her.
As the 14 boys and 6 girls found their seats, they passed knowing glances to
each other and seemed to be rather excited. She just assumed it was the fact
that she was a new substitute, and a rather attractive white woman at that.
After all, boys will be boys.
"Good morning." she said, in her upbeat tone. "I am looking forward to getting
to know each of you, and I am sure we're going to have a wonderful time today."
"You got that right, Bitch!" one of the boys replied.
"Excuse me?" Jenny asked puzzled. Did she really hear what she thought she
heard?
The boy stood up as he repeated his remark. "You got that right, Bitch! We're
gonna get to know each other REAL good, and it's gonna be a real fine, fuckin'
day."
Jenny was in shock, but tried to maintain her composure. She hadn't been
instructed as to what she should do in a situation like this, and wasn't sure
what action to take. She did know that she needed to get control of the
situation immediately.
"Young man, what is your name?" she demanded.
"Pedro." he smirked as the other students began to laugh and exchange comments
with each other, mostly in Spanish.
"I must ask you to report to the principle's office; right now!" she demanded
with a shaky voice, as she pointed to the door.
Pedro got up slowly and began moving toward the door. When he got there, he
pushed it shut and turned a deadbolt Jenny had not noticed being there. She new
she was in trouble as he stepped up right in front of her, blocking her way to
the exit. He stood several inches taller than her, and appeared to be muscular,
especially for a ninth grader. She didn't know he had been held back a couple
of years, and was actually 17 years old. At 5 feet 10 inches and 165 pounds, he
was more than a match for her.
Filled with shock and fear, Jenny was unable to respond as he grabbed the hair
on the back of her head in his hand and pulled her toward him. She pounded her
fists into his shoulders as he covered her mouth with his, and as she tried to
scream out, his tongue forced its way into her. He pulled her tightly against
himself, working his knee between her legs as he kissed her forcefully. Her
protests were muffled by his mouth and the jeering of the other students who,
instead of helping her, seemed to be cheering him on. She struggled to push him
away as his free hand grabbed at her ass and pulled her crotch tightly against
his upper leg.
"Get her Pedro!" one the girls shouted, laughing. "Show this white bitch why
she's here."
"Get her Pedro." several of other the other students chimed in, as they began to
gather around the two.
"What are you doing?" Jenny pleaded as he pulled his mouth away from hers.
"Please. Please don't do this." Tears were streaming down the frightened
woman's face.
"Are you crazy?" Pedro looked at her with a lust she had never seen before.
"You are too fine. We wouldn't pass on you for a million fucking dollars!"
As the "we" part of his response began to sink in, Jenny's legs buckled and she
found herself collapsing into Pedro's arms. He maneuvered her toward the desk,
and sat her on the front edge of it. As he stood in front of her and held her
arms against her sides, two of the smaller boys moved quickly to the front of
the desk, pulled her ankles apart and held them in front of the desk legs,
about 3 feet apart. One of the girls moved behind her, unzipped her lovely
dress down to the small of her back and pushed it over her shoulders and down,
revealing a delicate, white chemise.
Jenny's head bobbed and weaved as she fought to deal with the situation that was
unfolding. She had no defense mechanism in place to cope with the assault that
was happening to her, and she seemed to be moving and thinking in slow motion.
Her energy was sapped away, and she realized she was hyper-ventilating. Her
arms were raised above her head as the chemise was pulled up and off, exposing a
lacy, demi bra. The sight of her full breasts barely contained in the white
fabric stopped the students in their tracks as they took in the long line of
cleavage.
"God damn!" one of the boys exclaimed in a low, guttural voice. "This bitch got
some fine titties." he continued as he traced his finger down through the crack.
Her tits were full and bulged above the top of the D cups that held them up. A
collective sigh emerged as the bra was unhooked and removed. Though they hung
down a bit, her breasts stood firm and proud on her chest. Her nipples were
proportionately large, and stood erect from the adrenaline surging through her.
Her areolas were a light brown, and faded at the edges into the milky white
flesh of her breasts. She was truly voluptuous.
Jenny's face and chest flushed a bright red as she felt the many eyes staring at
her naked breasts. She tried to stand and reach her hands up to cover herself,
but was met with a powerful blow to her stomach from Pedro's fist. Coughing and
trying desperately to draw in a breath, she felt her entire body grow limp as
she began to see stars. Falling back against the girl behind her, she felt
Pedro hike her dress up over her shapely ass and bunch it up around her waist.
"Let's see the rest of the package." Pedro said excitedly as he pulled her hose
down to her thighs. Her white French cut panties drew another round of jeers
and whistles. Reaching into his pocket, Pedro produced a butterfly knife and
flicked it open. Starting at the crotch, he pulled the sharp blade through the
thin material of the panty hose, separated the halves and slid them down around
her ankles. The boys quickly tied them to the desk legs to secure her.
Slipping the knife blade under the waist band above each hip, he separated the
front from the back of her panties, slowly lowered the front half down and let
it hang over the edge of the desk, exposing her soft, light tan pubic mound to
the lust filled students. The hair was thin and wispy and her vulva clearly
visible. The girl standing behind the helpless woman held her head up so that
she faced the crowd of kids staring at her uncovered pussy. She looked at them
in desperation, hoping to find at least one who would stop this madness, but all
eyes were fixated between her legs. She tried kicking against the nylon
restraints around her ankles in a desperate attempt to free herself, but to no
avail. She was completely at the mercy of these kids.
"Oh my God, she's a true blonde!" she heard someone say.
Other than her husband and her doctor, no one had ever seen her naked. Utterly
humiliated to be so exposed and vulnerable in front of a classroom of young
teen-agers, she begged them to stop.
"Please! Let me go." Her cries fell on deaf ears.
In fact, instead of letting her go, many hands began to grope her huge tits.
Her shoulders were pushed down against the desk as Pedro pulled her hips
forward, positioning her so that the small of her back was just at the edge.
Standing between her legs, he undid his pants and let them fall to the floor.
He wasn't wearing underwear. The realization that she was about to be raped in
front of a class of students sent her mind in a frenzy. What was she going to
do? How could she stop this? A hand was placed over her mouth and she began to
cry out as she felt a wet finger push its way inside of her. "This can't be
happening." she told herself as it worked its way in to the knuckle. But it was
happening, and she felt Pedro twist his finger around inside of her, lubricating
her. He used his thumb on her clitoris, which happened to be rather large and
extremely sensitive, another of her body's features she tried to minimize. She
was extremely self conscious of her vagina, and always insisted that the lights
remained off during lovemaking with her husband. He didn't seem to mind though,
and was awarded with a very orgasmic wife.
Involuntarily and against her concentrated efforts, her body betrayed her and
began to respond with its own lubrication. Shame overwhelmed her as she felt
her own moisture aid the probing digit, now joined by a second, as they began to
pump in and out of her.
"Check this shit out," Pedro exclaimed as he withdrew his wet fingers and
displayed them for all to see. Jenny's shame was immeasurable. Stepping back,
the boy spread her labia with his thumbs and showed her glistening pussy to the
crowd. One of the girls actually reached in and ran her index finger along the
opening, pressed her moistened finger to her lips and licked.
"Sweet as honey." she declared. Being very modest, Jenny nearly fainted from
embarrassment.
Pedro's 7 inch cock was pulsing with each heartbeat as he removed his shirt and
repositioned himself between her legs. Using his thumb and index finger, he
rubbed the head of his cock up and down her moist slit, covering it with her
juices, and then he lined himself up with the entrance to her pussy and pushed
himself halfway in. Jenny cried into the hand covering her mouth as she
struggled to keep the boy's penis from penetrating her any further. Her pussy
gripped him tightly as he pulled himself nearly all the way out, and then sank
his cock completely into her. He was larger than her husband, the only other
cock she had experienced, and she felt the walls of her pussy stretch to
accommodate the invader. He held himself there for a minute as he took in the
warmth of her body. He described the surprising tightness of this 34 year old
to the spectators of his assault, and then he leaned forward and lay on top of
her, with his face touching hers. His hands found her big, firm titties and
squeezed hard as he bucked his hips and began to fuck her.
Jenny winced at the feel of this foreign cock as he fucked her with long, slow
thrusts. At first his technique was not too different from her husband's slow,
romantic love making, but after a few minutes he began to pick up the pace. The
girl covering her mouth released her grip and Pedro again covered her mouth with
his own, and kissed her deeply. He sucked her tongue into his mouth and chased
it with his as he stroked in and out of her. His pace quickened to the point
that he was having trouble kissing her, so he began to suck and bite at her neck
and ear lobes.
"You're a stuck up, -ugh- think your shit don't stink, -ugh- white cunt." he
grunted into her ear as he forcefully pounded into her. "We're gonna -ugh- fuck
you down a notch -ugh- or two. We know your type, -ugh- you do-gooder piece
-ugh- of ass; think you're gonna -ugh- come in here -ugh- and save us? Who's
gonna -ugh- save your sorry ass?"
The harsh words drove through mind as hard as his young dick was driving into
her cunt.
Finally, he rose up, supported himself with a firm grip on her tits, and
brutally fucked her, scrapping her body back and forth against the hard surface
of the desk.
"Don't cum in her, motherfucker!" one of the black boys commanded. "I don't
want yo' jizz runnin' down my leg."
She thanked God for the one prayer He answered during this ordeal. Although her
husband and she had been trying for years to get pregnant, he had a low sperm
count and they had so far been unsuccessful. She kept faithful track of her
fertility cycle, and she was at her peak. She didn't know what she would do, or
how her husband would react, if she became pregnant by a 17 year old Latino.
Abortion was certainly out of the question.
Pedro told the boy closest to him to empty the glass of water sitting on the
corner of the desk, so he poured the water on the floor and handed the glass to
Pedro. Pedro worked himself up to the point of cumming, then pulled out and
sprayed his seed into the glass. About a half an inch of his cum covered the
bottom, but it would not be wasted.
"Look what you did." The girl held Jenny's head up so she could see the cum in
the glass as Pedro swirled it around. Jenny watched in despair as Pedro pulled
his pants up, moved out from between her legs and was replaced by the black boy.
Dahryl was only 15, and of average height and build for his age. He quickly
pushed down his pants and boxers, and then fed his 6 inch cock into Jenny's
sopping cunt. He had been with girls before, but never a mature, sophisticated
woman, and it didn't take long for the cum in his balls to bubble up to the top.
Jenny had never considered herself racist, but watching this young, black boy
standing between her legs as she felt his dick pump in and out of her caused her
to feel extremely degraded. She realized that she was nothing more than their
play toy, to be used however they wanted, and there was nothing she could do to
stop them.
Dahryl pulled out, added his cum to the glass and again swirled the mixture in
front of her.
"I'm next!" the girl who had been standing behind her yelled out.
It hadn't even occurred to Jenny that the girls would want to actively
participate in her rape. She couldn't even imagine such a thing. As her arms
were pulled outstretched by unseen hands, Cara, a tough, 14 year old Latino girl
with a slim build and budding breasts, took her place between the older woman's
legs.
"Look at her, she's beautiful." someone behind Jenny ordered. "Watch and
learn."
Jenny watched wide-eyed as the lithe girl performed a slow striptease, gyrating
to some unheard samba as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt and removed it.
Expertly, she reached back and unhooked her bra, then worked the straps gently
over her shoulders, and halfway down her arms. Cara held the tiny A cups
against her chest as pulled the straps off, and then very slowly lowered them
and exposed her developing breasts to Jenny's view. Her small tits were capped
with dark brown areolas and her nipples were fully erect. Moistening her index
fingers with her mouth, she then rubbed them against her nipples.
"You goin' to enjoy 'dis." Cara informed her in a heavy, Mexican accent. "I am
very good."
With that, the young girl slid her shorts and panties down her slender legs with
the same, tantalizing motions she had used with her shirt and bra. Once naked,
she placed her small hands on the woman's inner thighs and pushed them further
apart. Lowering her head, she positioned her mouth against her pubic mound and
kissed it.
Jenny was in shock, and could not bring herself to look away as the girl
extended her tongue and traced a line outward against her right thigh.
Gathering more saliva, Cara retraced her path across the woman's mound and out
to her left thigh, where she planted her mouth and sucked hard while tracing
little circles with her tongue. Again she worked her way back to Jenny's thin
bush, and moved ever so slowly down. She let her tongue just brush the woman's
sensitive clit, but then went wide and licked the crease between her vulva and
right thigh. Up and over, again just brushing her clit, and down the left side.
The teasing was having an effect on Jenny, and she felt herself becoming
aroused. She hated the fact that her body was responding to this perversion,
but it was. An electric shock went through her as the girl's mouth made direct
contact on her engorged clit, enclosing it with its warmth. She shuddered as
the young girl expertly sucked on her bud, not too hard, and flicked the tip of
her tongue against it. Moving down, Cara let her tongue dig a furrow through
Jenny's vulva, and then gently sucked her labia. Jenny began to buck against
her.
She couldn't believe the pleasure this 14 year old girl was bringing her as her
hot breath blew against her excited pussy. She felt overwhelming guilt as she
was filled with the desire to grab the girl's head and bury it in her wet
crotch. She tried to control her rocking as this child licked and sucked at her
sex. Her husband and she had never experimented with oral sex of any kind
because they felt it to be an abomination, but now she found herself wanting
nothing else. She momentarily forgot about the other 19 kids watching as the
familiar thrill of orgasm began to overtake her. She squeezed her eyes closed
as Cara rolled her tongue and fucked it in and out of her wet hole. Her hands
clenched in fists as the first wave of orgasm swept over her. Her whole body
shuddered, then Cara went back to work on her clit, bringing on a second climax
in a matter of minutes, this one lasting much longer.
As the third one approached, Cara worked her thumb into Jenny's grasping pussy
and covered it with her juices. As she wiggled it around, she traced her tongue
around the tight bud of Jenny's asshole. Jenny tried to protest, but her own
bodily desires kept her quiet. The thumb sneaked its way out of her pussy, and
gently began to apply pressure against her ass.
"Please ... not ... there." Jenny gasped.
"Trust me, you'll enjoy this," Cara replied in her heavy accent.
With a steady, light pressure, and with constant attention to Jenny's clit,
Cara's little thumb worked its way into the woman's virgin ass. Once completely
engulfed, she held it still as she continued to work her lips and tongue around
the older woman's pussy. As Jenny began to near her third orgasm, the young
girl began to work her thumb in and out of her, and as she was swept away, Cara
shoved her thumb in as deep and hard as it would go.
"Ooohhhhhhh..." the woman cried as her pussy and ass pulsed rhythmically. Her
face and chest flushed a deep red and she broke out in a fine sweat as she
experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. Her clit seemed to double in
size as it filled even fuller with blood and her asshole gripped the girl's
wriggling thumb like it never wanted to let go. Jenny was floating on a cloud,
mindless of the situation she was in. Her entire consciousness was focused in
her groin, and in the pleasure radiating through her.
"Now, is my turn." Cara said with a smile.
The young girl scrambled up on the desk, turned to face the classroom and
straddled Jenny's face with her bare pussy lips hovering just inches above her.
The reality of the situation quickly returned.
Cara squatted down and slid her damp pussy across Jenny's nose and planted it in
on top of her lips. Jenny desperately tried turning her head to avoid the
inevitable, but a pair of hands held her in position. As Cara ground herself
against the poor woman's mouth, she looked back at her and commanded, "Get to
work, Cunt, you owe me."
"What are you waiting for, Bitch? Get to it." she repeated impatiently.
The pleasure of a few moments ago had turned to immense guilt and regret as
Jenny gave up all hope of getting out of this predicament. She reasoned that if
she cooperated, maybe it would all be over sooner. The perversity of what she
knew she had to do nearly sickened her, but she tentatively extended her tongue
and tasted the musky flesh.
Drops of Cara's dew collected on Jenny's tongue as she gingerly passed it along
the outline of the young girl's pussy, not daring to venture in between the thin
lips. She could taste the girl's musk distinctly on the tip of her tongue as it
filled her nostrils with the scent of sex.
Cara groped at Jenny's big tits as she began to gyrate over her mouth and
tongue, but Jenny's futile attempt to pleasure the girl was frustrating her.
She responded by grinding herself harder against the woman's face, and began to
take out her frustration on her nipples. She dug her nails into the firm buds,
causing Jenny to squirm under her, but Cara kept herself firmly planted on her
face.
"Use your tongue!" Cara demanded as she twisted and pinched.
The next guy in line decided to join in and worked his way into Jenny's cunt.
He and Cara exchanged passionate kisses as they jointly assaulted her.
"Someone, give me some dick!" Cara called to the crowd of spectators.
One of the younger boys stepped up on the teacher's chair and Jenny watched in
dismay as his dick disappeared into the young girl's pussy, just inches above
her face. She watched the way Cara's pussy lips clung to him as he fucked in
and out, as though they were trying to hold him in. The spectacle distracted
her momentarily from the third dick to rape her as it clumsily banged away. The
two boys settled into a rhythm and fucked in unison as Cara continued her
assault on Jenny's nipples.
Jenny watched in disgust as the boy's cock slipped all the way out of Cara, and
was trailed by a string of precum that stretched out from her pussy, sagged, and
then dropped against the bridge of her nose and forehead. She was appalled
when, instead of returning to the girl's pussy, the boy gripped his cock with
his hand, and pressed it against the girl's tight asshole. Surely he wouldn't
do that, she thought to herself.
"Fuck my ass. Oh yeah, fuck my ass." Cara demanded.
The boy obliged, and pushed his dick into her tiny ass. Cara responded by
returning her pussy to Jenny's mouth.
"Stick your tongue up there," she commanded Jenny.
Jenny slowly complied, and noticed a definite sharpness in the taste, all the
while the boy's sack slapped against her forehead.
"Fuck me." Cara cried out as the boy fucking her ass picked up the pace.
The boy fucking Jenny picked up his pace as well as Cara lowered herself on top
of her, giving the boy in her ass better access. Before long he began to slow
down. Cara raised her hips up a bit, and the boy returned his dick to her
dripping pussy. This time, the boy did not slow down, and as the young couple
began to climax, the boy fucking Jenny did too, pumping his sperm deep inside of
her.
Jenny's mind focused on the warm flood of semen filling her pussy, and began to
panic. She wasn't given much time to think about it though, as the other boy
withdrew from Cara and the young girl returned to a squatting position just over
her.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, Bitch." the boy demanded.
Jenny reluctantly obeyed, and as she did so, Cara reached down with her hand and
spread herself with two fingers. Jenny watched in horror as a thick glob of
sperm clung to the girl's cunt, before falling directly into her mouth.
"Swallow it, you fucking whore." she was told.
She wanted desperately to spit it out, but the cum was too far down her throat.
She gagged as she swallowed it down, bringing new tears to her eyes. Two of
Cara's fingers were buried in her own cunt as she fished more of the vile liquid
out. Another big glob splashed against Jenny's tongue and slid down her gullet.
Resting on one knee, Cara turned part way around and put her fingers in Jenny's
mouth.
"Suck them clean." Cara ordered her.
Jenny again complied, and with tears streaming down the sides of her face, she
sucked the thick mixture of the young couple's cum from Cara's fingers. She
barely noticed the lapping of another girl between her own legs, catching the
cum as it oozed from her pussy.
As Cara, spent and tired, climbed down off the desk, the older, heavy, black
girl slid up from between Jenny's legs and covered her mouth with her own.
Jenny reluctantly opened her mouth for the girl, and a warm trickle of sperm,
retrieved from her own pussy, flooded in. The black girl swirled her tongue
around the inside of Jenny's mouth, filling her senses with the taste and smell
of semen and her own juices. It was all she could do to not throw up, but she
managed to hold it in, and eventually swallowed another load of cum.
It had been just over an hour and a half since Pedro locked the door, but to
Jenny it had been an eternity. She spent the next hour and a half on her back
servicing the students, boys and girls, sometimes alone and sometimes in groups,
in a seemingly unending gang rape. Sometimes the boys would pull out of her and
add their cum to the glass, and sometimes they would unload inside of her
fertile pussy, each time sending new waves of dread that she might become
pregnant. Her body ached from the continuous exertion, her pussy was raw and
her face was coated with a sheen of dried cum, both male and female. She was
exhausted.
As the lunch bell rang, the students formed a tight circle around their teacher
as she was pulled up into a sitting position, her ankles still tied to the desk.
Her delicate, silk chemise was ripped into strips and used to tie her arms
behind her, at the elbows and wrists, jutting her big tits out even further than
normal. Her panties were then pushed into the glass of cum, which she,
ironically, noticed was half full. The panties dripped the thick, egg-white
like fluid across her chest and down through her cleavage as Cara lightly rolled
them up and fed them into Jenny's tired mouth. Cara pushed on the woman's chin
to close her mouth around the cum soaked panties, which squeezed out in a thick
stream and ran down her throat. She had to swallow hard several times to get it
all down. Another student placed a strip of duct tape over her mouth as the
remaining cum in the glass was poured between her tits, where it ran down over
her belly, through her wispy pubic hair and pooled at the mouth of her cunt.
Jenny watched in total despair as the 20 young teens filed out, recounting their
exploits of her body, and not closing the door behind them. Her shoulders were
cramping up from the unnatural position of her arms and she worried about who
might see her from outside. She wanted desperately for someone to rescue her,
but was completely embarrassed by the position they would find her in. Lost in
her thoughts, the defeated woman drifted into semi-consciousness.
