This story depicts initial reluctance of mature anal sex, if this is not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise, I hope you enjoy.
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"It's always you three, isn't it? I'm not sure how many more detentions are needed to get the message across but I think an extra long detention after class on a Friday afternoon will get the message across. You do as I say or it hurts. Let's see how starting your weekend late goes down." The lecturer stood in front of the three youths with her hands on her hips tapping her foot in frustration. As the tirade finished there was a knock on the door. The lecturer strode towards the door, obviously annoyed at the interruption and pulled it open abruptly asking "Yes?"
The elderly janitor was at the door and on seeing the three usual suspects sat in the room nonchalantly said "Ah, detention. I'll leave cleaning in here until you're done."
"I wouldn't rush back; these will be here some time" she stated. The elderly man shuffled off to the next room wishing he had just walked by in the first place. He got on well with many of the lecturers but this one wasn't one of them. He always thought she walked around as though there was a broom up her ass. For the next hour and 45 minutes, Alice had the three youths read through her favourite classic, Pride and Prejudice. Well, when we say read-through, it was akin to a classic being butchered.
The three were heading out at the weekend for a camping expedition but now they would waste so much time stuck in traffic all because their lecturer was completely devoid of a sense of humour. She would have been a subject of their masturbatory fantasies, she was certainly young enough with legs that went on forever and a rack to draw their attention but she was such a bitch to them. Little did they know but their behaviour reminded her of her college days, she was there to work but so many others just wanted to wander aimlessly through the experience, much to her annoyance at the time.
The two-hour mark was approaching and the three lads were all willing the second hand on the clock to move quicker. With a quick check of her watch, Alice stood up and announced "As you managed to massacre a perfectly good book, I think another hour together is on the cards. I have the entire weekend to myself to enjoy this" suspecting they just wanted out she added "I'm sure you'll think the same, won't you?"
It was Marty, the trio's de facto leader, who stood up with his arms aloft saying "You can't do this. Haven't you tortured us enough with this crap?"
Alice stood directly in front of him pointing at his chest with a right hand and the left bunched in a fist on her left hip "Oh but I can do this. In fact, I think another two hours would be better." This prompted the other two to jump up in defiance to stand on either side of their friend. Alice stamped her heel and raised her voice "You will do as I say. Now sit down."
Marty stood defiant as he held her gaze "Or what? What could you possibly do that could be worse than spending any more time in your company."
Alice's face turned a very deep pink at this challenge to her authority "What? How dare you? I... I... I..." she stumbled, completely bemused that anyone would question her authority.
Marty grabbed the wrist of the hand that continued to be aimed at his chest and found she was powerless to resist his grasp; a smile spread across his lips at her impudent rage. He leant over to Billy who was standing to his right and whispered, "Go to my locker, you know the combination, and fetch my rucksack." Billy was the quiet one of the three and turned on his heels to do as his friend had requested. Next, Marty turned to his other friend, Cade, and asked "Take your bandana off and gag this bitch. I've had enough of her whining."
Cade was as thick set as Marty but where his friend was white, Cade was of mixed race and was proud of his long but mixed heritage. In a flash, he had the gag in place while Marty had hold of both her hands now, despite her feeble attempts at trying to wriggle free. Alice hadn't realised how easily the situation had escalated out of her control. Billy had returned with the rucksack and Marty asked him "There should be some rope in the main pocket and then come hold her hands for me." This development really worried Alice whose eyes displayed her concern as they bugged out.
Billy extracted the rope but was worried as he asked Marty "Are we going to get in trouble over this?"