As always:
Thanks to Boheminxen for editing.
Thanks to "Doc" for story consulting.
Author's note: Considering continuing this series and have a couple ideas, but not enough to write it. Suggestions are welcome. Please email me.
All characters involved in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age. (So get your mind out of the gutter!)
Chapter 8: A New Member to My Faction
I arrived to third period ten minutes before second period ended, not my class of course, but Miss Dyer's. Third period is her free period and I set up a little something to ingratiate me with the lower tiered students at this now fine facility. I needed the word to get out that there was a new sheriff in town, so to speak. Miss Dyer said nothing to my intrusion as I made my way to the back of her class with my duffle bag. As soon as the bell rang, I immediately went to Hilary, already kneeling in front of her desk.
"There are four air mattresses, four blankets, and an electric air pump in my duffle bag. I will give you fifteen minutes to get the mattresses prepared." No sooner than I glanced at my watch, Hilary was already pulling everything out of my duffle bag. Lindsey was walking through the door as soon as I looked up, and once seeing Emma wasn't there, ran and threw her arms around me. "Good morning my Whore." She practically squealed when I called her a whore.
"I love you too." Lindsey kissed me. "So where is the Hell Bitch?"
"Watch it." I admonished. "I still love her and nothing will ever change that. She even accepts that I'm going to take care of you, so please be nice. Besides, she's your boss too."
"Sorry." Lindsey brushed her finger on my nose. "But where is she?"
"She'll be here. Emma's just running a quick errand for me." I looked down at Lindsey and saw a yearning in her eyes. "Why do you want to know?"
"Just wondering how long I can hold onto you." Lindsey smiled.
Stu and Edwin arrived shortly thereafter followed lastly by Shelby, right at the bell. Shelby appeared pissed, but not at me. Her daggers seemed aimed at Lindsey. I waited a few minutes before I began.
"Alright, everyone take a seat and I'll tell everyone what's going to happen in the next hour." Lindsey pouted as she left my arm. Hilary knelt by my side. She completed her task in ten minutes. I petted her head. "You did a good job Kitten." She purred. "We are about to have four esteemed guests, two girls and two boys. In other words, one for each of you. Despite you four normally picking who you want, the choice is theirs. I expect you to be polite, respectful, and even give whoever chooses you a few compliments. If they are too shy, encourage them without forcing them. Remember, your actions reflect on me now and you have seen how not nice I can be, right Slut?"
"Master loves his paddle." Hilary said with a smile.
"And if that doesn't scare you, I will have no remorse in destroying you."
Emma then walked in with four students, Lucy Wells, Paul Treadway, Frank Dixon, and Nikki Partridge, four social outcasts for being either a nerd, overweight, having a stutter, or being shy.
"Honored guests, welcome." I went over to shake each of their hands. "Thank you for coming." I turned to the quartet already sitting. "For those who don't know what makes these four so special, allow me to enlighten you. These people are the four members of our student council. Lucy here is President, Paul is her V.P., Frank is Treasurer, and Nikki is the Secretary. Let's give them all a round of applause." They did, and surprisingly it was more enthused than I expected.
I turned back to face my guests. "I know you guys are probably wondering why you are here, so I'll let you in on a little secret." I can imagine the four behind me cringed when I said secret. "I appreciate what you do. Seriously, I do. You do so much for the school and students and it goes unnoticed by all. Well in lieu of all your hard work, I set the four of you up with "dates" for an hour. Ladies, you have your pick of football players and boys get to pick from the cheerleaders and they'll do whatever and I mean whatever your desire is. Just pick one and head to a mattress in the back.
They didn't move. Being used to the ridicule they normally received, I knew they thought it was joke. I was going to have to facilitate this even further than I thought. I grabbed Lucy by the hand and guided her to the two boys. "Madam President, which one do you care for?" Emma followed my lead and did the same for Paul. Lucy was definitely shy about this so I nudged her. "Go on, they won't bite, unless you want them to."
Lucy turned towards Edwin and smiled bashfully.
Edwin took that as his cue and grabbed her hand. "It will be my pleasure to be your date."
After Lucy picked, Paul instantly blurted out, "Lindsey."
That left Frank with Shelby and Nikki with Stu. As the couples went to the beds in the back, I called out, "Remember, you only have forty minutes and they will not say no."
Lindsey got right in her role, taking off her shirt and bra before even getting to the mattress. I think Paul's heart stopped when he turned around and saw her big tits staring back at him.
"How was Principal Larson with you, did it take long to get their schedules?" I asked Emma.
"Let me tell you," Emma let out a laugh, "that woman was eager to please me. I was in and out of her office within a minute."
"Outstanding. I'll be right back."
I didn't get too close, but I did make a walk by to ensure everything was going how I wanted it. I heard "You're beautiful" from Edwin to Lucy as they chatted, Nikki was feeling Stu's bare chest, Shelby was instructing Frank on how to kiss, his choice, and Paul just kept mumbling "Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening," as a smiling Lindsey was riding him. With his weight, that was probably the only position they'd be able to do. I wonder if the smile is fake or if she really is a whore?
On my second pass, Lucy and Edwin were still talking. I was slightly disappointed. Nikki was under Stu, trying to hold onto the sides of the mattress as she was getting pounded. Her grunts were through gritted teeth when he pushed forward and when he pulled out, her moans were that of "Fuck me." Shelby was on her hands and knees and Frank positioned himself behind her. Frank saw me. He had an almost maniacal smile as he stuttered, "Thank you." Shelby thought he was talking to her and responded, "You're welcome Baby." Frank took the plunge and sighed, "At last." Lindsey was like a woman possessed. She was rubbing her clit, trying to get herself off and Paul's mumbles were now incoherent. They would be done soon.
I went to check on Edwin and Lucy. I was curious what was going on as they were still just talking. I crouched down and whispered, "Is everything alright Madam President?"
"Yeah, we're fine, just talking." Lucy said calmly.
"You know he does more than just talk and throw touchdowns."
"Yeah, I can hear what else can be done, but he's not my type." Lucy chuckled.
"Did you prefer Stu or..." I gulped, "me?"
"No, thanks for the offer, but I'm not interested." Lucy was steadfast.
"Edwin, can you leave us?" I paused as he left. "I think I get it." I smiled. "Why didn't you say so? I can accommodate someone of your... preferences."
"What?" Lucy almost freaked at my knowing her secret. "Please don't say anything." She begged.
"Calm down. I'm not here to judge. But there is another option." I said sincerely. "What do you think of Miss Dyer?"
"She's hot, why? Are you saying Miss Dyer is an option?" Lucy was stunned. "I didn't even see her here."
