Chapter 7: Double Blackmail
The following day while sitting in my precalculus class I glanced over at Josh who was sitting with one of his friends on the other side of the lecture hall. As soon as I saw Josh my thoughts flashed back to the previous afternoon. In my minds eye I saw him standing over me jerking his hard cock as I rebuked him clenching my lips together denying him access to my warm mouth. I felt kind of happy I had denied him that satisfaction, but then I remembered the humiliation of his cum all over my face and in my hair.
As I came back to reality I noticed that he was looking directly at me. He smirked arrogantly as if he was reading my mind and then he leaned over and whispered something to his friend John Baxter.
John immediately looked back at me with an amused expression. When his eyes met mine I felt a chill and I knew something was wrong. Without breaking our eye contact he took his pen and in grotesque fashion simulated a blow job as Josh struggled to stifle his laughter.
"MY god," I thought to myself, Josh told him about yesterday!" I quickly diverted my eyes back to my notebook and tried to act unfazed, but I was mortified. "Who else did he tell? I cried to myself. "That son of a bitch....I can't believe this" I thought as tears welled up in my eyes. I sat there desperately trying to get ahold of myself, but I knew that by the end of the day I would be the dirty joke of the wrestling team, the Freshman class and possibly the whole school.
When class ended I scooped up my books and hurried out of the room trying not to make eye contact with anyone. I didn't know whether to go to my next class, leave school or what. I stood in the commons area just staring into space while students shuffled by me to their next class. For the first time in my life I actually considered killing myself.
Suddenly a tap on my shoulder snapped me out of my daze. I turned my head toward it finding Jim standing their with a big smile on his face.
"Hi Jen," he said cheerfully.
"Go away," I said angrily as I turned away.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jim asked.
I turned back to him defiantly and stared at him. He looked bewildered making me think he really had no idea why I was mad.
"Josh told one of his asshole friends about yesterday."
"What a SHITHEAD," he declared as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders trying to comfort me. Overcome with fear and humiliation I buried my face in his chest and began to cry.
"Don't worry Jen, I'll talk to them," he assured me. "Who did he tell?" he asked.
"John Baxter" I told him tearfully.
"I swear they won't tell anyone else, just calm down," he said as he comforted me in his arms.
"You will do that?" I asked sniffling into his now damp shirt.
"Yes, now relax - it will be ok," he said smiling down into my wet puffy eyes.
"Thanks," I whispered as I hugged him close.
I went on to class feeling a little better about it, but still very nervous that others knew about what I had done in Danny's basement.
When I was done with morning classes I headed for the dining hall hoping to see Jim and find out if he had talked to them yet.
As I walked down the walkway past the gym the door which led to the courts swung open and out stepped none other than John Baxter. As he blocked my path I immediately stopped in my tracks and stared fearfully at him.
"Jen, I need to talk to you," he said as he motioned for me to follow him into the gym.
Hesitantly I followed him through the double doors and walked with him onto the empty basketball court. He led me out onto the court I guess to insure our privacy and stopped to look at me. I stood defiantly a few feet away from him with my arms crossed in front of me waiting to hear what he had to say.
"I talked to Jim after second period," he began.
"Yeah," I said praying he was going to cooperate.
"Yeah, I'm not going to tell anyone Jen," he assured me.
"Thanks," I said shyly. I was relieved, but felt very embarrassed and self-conscious that he knew my secret.
We stood there in uncomfortable silence for a few moments. Finally I could take it no longer and said "I'll see ya," and turned away from him and headed for the door.
"Wait," he called out.
I stopped and turned back to him, "What?" I whined.
"I'm not going to tell, but you have to do something for me, ok?" he said more like an order than a request.
I looked at him exasperated by his ultimatum. "What?" I asked timidly knowing full well I was in no position to deny him anything.
"Follow me," he said and then he led me off the court toward the locker rooms. I followed him until I realized he expected me to go into the men's lockerroom with him.
"I'm not going in there!" I exclaimed.
"Don't worry, there won't be anyone using this lockeroom for at least an hour," he explained.
"But why, what do you want," I asked suspiciously.
"Just come on," he groaned impatiently.
John held the door while I hesitantly entered the empty locker room. The large room smelled foul. Sweat and urine odor permeated the humid air. Dripping water from the showers echoed off the cinderblock walls and metal lockers making it seem almost eerie.
I stood by a bench nervously as he approached me. Knowing all too well why he had brought me there I averted my eyes and stared at the wooden bench squeezing my hands together anxiously. Sitting down on the bench aside the one by which I stood he calmly looked up at me.
"Take off your clothes," he quietly commanded.
Shocked, I turned and stared at him. "I can't do that HERE," I pleaded.
"Hurry up, we don't have that much time," he insisted.
"NO, what if someone comes in! I can't do it HERE!" I argued.
"Stop pissing me off or I'll take out an ad in the school newspaper about what you did at Danny's yesterday," he threatened. Exasperated I sat down on the bench knowing full well that I would have to satisfy him in some way. Slowly I removed my sandals and then looked over at him numbly hoping he would reconsider.
"Better hurry or you'll be stripping for the whole PE class," he said motioning me to get a move on.
Realizing that I'd better get this over with fast I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and removed it and then unbuckled my jeans and pulled them off. Now standing in only my bra and panties I looked up at him for the first time since beginning to disrobe. His expression had changed from annoyance to lustful as he gazed at the ample tit flesh spilling over my sheer bra.
He watched intently as I dragged the straps down my arms and then pulled the cups down exposing my big round tits for him. I left my bra bound uselessly around my tummy and slipped my fingers under the waistband of my wispy panties sliding them down to mid-thigh. I stood there embarrassed and frightened for a few seconds while he sat there dumbly staring at me.
Suddenly he stood and opened his jeans as he walked up to me. He immediately began squeezing and mashing my big pliable breasts as his finger dug roughly into my moist slit. Diverting my eyes from his I submitted to his probing until he placed his hand on my shoulder and silently pushed me to my knees on the cold cement floor.
Pleadingly I looked up into at him as he fished out his semi erect penis and stuck it in my face.
"Please don't make me do this," I begged.
"Suck me," he demanded.
"MY god, what if someone comes in," I protested.
"Just do it," he insisted. His expression unyielding
I lowered my gaze to his cock and hesitantly brought my mouth closer to the head of his semierect penis. When I didn't immediately take into my mouth he slapped it against my lips impatiently. Not knowing what else to do I submissively opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the purplish head. Terrified that someone would come through the door and find me naked on my knees sucking cock I began to feverishly piston up and down the hardening shaft as he held it at the base feeding it to me.
Desperately wanting him to come quickly I pushed his hand away wrapping my little hand around his rigid prick and stroked it furiously while I sucked it deep into my throat. My wanton display seemed to kindle his desire for more because suddenly he pulled his prick from me and hoisted me off my knees.
Before I could ask him what he wanted I was bent over and made to support myself with my hands on the bench. Suddenly he grabbed my panties which were stretched taute around my thighs and violently ripped them off of me.
"AHHH", I cried as the elastic cut into my flesh before tearing away.
Before I could respond with anything intelligible John spread my legs and drove his rock hard cock deep into my sensitive little pussy. He savagely pummeled me as I yelped and grimaced praying no one would hear us. My round fleshy ass quivered in waves and my tits bounced wildly with each crushing thrust.
