Disclaimer: every situation & characters are fictional and over the age of 18.
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Chapter 1
Keylee was worried while sitting on the chair, waiting to see Principal Moss.
"I'll handle this because I don't want to be expelled from the college; I worked hard to get in!" she thought, biting her lush red lips, which had been injected with filler a week earlier.
"Miss Bees, please go in now," she heard the principal's secretary say casually while looking at Keylee with a nasty expression.
Keylee got up from chair and examined her clothes. She was dressed in a black turtleneck sleeveless shirt, gym leggings and sneakers, complete with cheap golden hoop earrings.
Clothing hugged every curve of her 19-year-old curvaceous frame, particularly her big DD-size implanted breasts, which were an 18th birthday present from dad.
Raven black, tick hair was in a high bun over her head for a reason.
Keylee buzzed the door, and after a few lengthy seconds, it clicked open, allowing her to enter the Principal's main office.
"Miss Bees, please." Principal Moss gestured to the basic chair in front of his desk.
Keylee then sat and gazed into Principal Moss' piercing blue eyes.
The principal was in his late fifties, bald, and in rather good form for his age.
Only a medium-sized beer belly indicated that he should go to the gym more frequently, and he wasn't too tall, Keylee remarked in her mind.
After a brief silence, Mr. Moss began to speak, just as Keylee seemed uncomfortable with his stout stare, which plainly lingered around her 19-year-old, fit figure.
"Miss Bees, may I call you Keylee? And let's drop formalities, so call me Mike if you wish?" Mr. Moss spoke, and Keylee nodded. "Yes, of course."
"Keylee, you were sent here because you seriously violated college rules. Let me read what our hall monitor, Jane, reported. I'm guessing you know her well.
Keylee and her popular friends despised Jane for constantly nosing around where she should not be. "Yes, I know her... unfortunately, what a bitch..." she spoke in a low voice so Mr Moss wouldn't hear the bitch portion clearly.
"Good, so let's get started," the principal started, picking up a piece of paper from the folder.
"Now comes the hard part..." Keylee thought and felt a little queasy in her stomach because she hadn't had a decent dinner today.
"So this is what I've got," Mr. Moss began reading the report.
"At 11:30am, before lunch, I, hall monitor Jane Leaway, went to the girl's toilet, which was seemingly empty, and heard weird slurping noises coming from one of the booths."
Mr. Moss read and momentarily glanced at Keylee before continuing: "I then noticed that the booth from which the noise came was not unlocked, so I opened the door to investigate what was causing the noises."
"For my surprise, I found Ms. Keylee Bees on her knees beside the toilet, sucking penis protruding from a hole in the wall... and so on and so on this continues."
Mr. Moss completed reading and returned his focus to Keylee, who was flushing and visibly writhing in her chair.
"Let me be straightforward and to the point. I didn't expect to find a gloryhole between the boys and girls restrooms, and it was well hidden. We discovered several more after searching toilets."
"Sexual actions between students are strictly prohibited on college buildings for studying, as you are aware, and such an illegal act will very certainly result in your expulsion. Do you understand Keylee?"
Keylee's jaw dropped open. "I..." she began, but Mr. Moss proceeded with his severe voice.
"...and there have been serious rumors about you performing similar types of activities on college premises before, but no direct evidence was found until today."
Mr. Moss crossed his hands and sunk into his chair. "So, what's your explanation for this depraved sexual act in our college restroom?" he inquired, his gaze returning to Keylee's body.
"I need money sir!" Keylee spoke, her voice faltering with embarrassment.
"Yes, we all do, but there are other methods to earn money besides sucking stranger's penises through the wall, so that can't be the sole reason? "Is that true, Miss Bees?" Mr. Moss stated this with a gloomy grin.
"So, I believe you enjoy sucking cocks?" He questioned Keylee, "Are you a cocksucker?"
"Well, that was an unexpected choice of words," she thought, then answering honestly. "Yes, I do, and I guess I am," she said, surprise both herself and, to a lesser extent, Mr Moss.
Mr. Moss licked his dried lips as his sight lingered on Keylee's substantial assets and slutty face, then sitting backwards in his chair once again, his other hand hidden from Keylee's view.
"Do you like male sperm or cum also if you are a cocksucker?" he asked, hoping for an certain answer which will lead deeper into rabbit hole.
"Gosh, this is awkward and very out-of-the-books questioning," Keylee thought, but her future might rely on the answers, so she bit her lip and paused briefly before responding.
"Yes, yes, I do like that stuff too," she blurted out.
"What 'stuff' do you like, can you be more spesific with your answers Miss Bees?" Mr. Moss rectified.
"I like sperm, so yes, Mr. Moss," Keylee said again.
"Great, and how much money per blowjob do you make?" Mr. Moss inquired.
"Usually twenty dollars..depends." Keylee spoke, her voice suddenly fading.
"Depends.. so rumors were more or less true what has been told about certain group more popular girls, Keylee being one of those." Mr. Moss reflected in his head while torturing Keylee's body with greedy gaze.
"Let's see if this monkey has a tail".
"I see. Okay, that's enough questions. Your sentence will be decided at a special board meeting on Friday."
"You are asked to attend and make a plea to board members. Miss Bees, if you do not attend, your studies here will undoubtedly be terminated." Mr. Moss replied, leaning forward in his chair with a sly smirk.
"But.. it is not hopeless situation for you. I can help with the board if you would help me here with a simple thing," Mr. Moss continued on saying.
"Ohh, maybe, what might that be then, Mr. Moss?" she questioned.
"Please, call me Mike, Keylee." Mr. Moss said, and then went on to say, "You see, after you entered my office, I started to experience unpelasant feeling, and maybe you can help me get rid of it real quick." He remarked this as closely observing Keylee's reactions.
Keylee's thoughts began to race. "And where might that unpleasant feeling be, Mr. Moss?" she inquired.
"Why don't you step here behind my desk, and I will guide you through?" Mr. Moss responded with a large grin.
Keylee stood beside the Principal's recliner after rising from her chair and moving behind the desk.
"Very nice... very nice indeed Miss Bees," Mr. Moss exclaimed, his eyes devouring Keylee's flawless 19-year-old figure and slightly slutty but attractive makeup-covered face.
"You see, I've sometimes felt this unpleasant pressure on my midsection when I have to interrogate young ladies like you, especially about dirty matters like yours" he went on to say.
"Maybe you can help me get rid of it Keylee?" Mr. Moss continued, swiveling his recliner toward the girl.
Keylee's eyes shifted down to the principal's groin. "What the f..." she shrieked with a surprise when she spotted Principal's penis with a solid, throbbing erection and testicles protruding from the zipper line of his suit trousers. Mr. Moss was slowly stroking his hard-on with one hand and resting another on the desk.
"I can have you sued for sexual harassment! Fucking old pervert!" Keylee exclaimed in disbelief, her focus fixated on Mr. Moss' groin.
"Surprisingly thick for such a short man, yet not particularly long." "Nice big, shiny, and bulbous glans, with a small mole near the opening," she thought, feeling saliva build up in her mouth.
"Manners, Miss Bees! You might certainly try, but who would believe you? We have sufficient evidence of your lewd behavior, and you will probably be expelled from college. In fact, if we go public, you won't be able to apply to any reputable college in the country." "And make a quick decision." "I'm a busy man!" Mr. Moss stated matter-of-factly, halting to masturbate and resting his hands on the chair's arms while waited for Keylee's response.
"Shit! He appears to have solid evidence this time. Going public will surely wreck my future and possibly the rest of my life." "Gosh, that cock looks delicious..." Keylee thought and shuddered.
"Alright, okay! You, pervert! "What do you want me to do?" she asked, staring at the principal's groin.
"Right choice Miss Bees, which will benefit us both in the long run, believe me!" Mr. Moss said it with a big smile.
"So why don't you get on your knees and show me if rumors circulating around campus about your oral skills are true?" Principal explained, spreading his legs to make room for the girl and softly placing his palm on Keylee's curvy hip.