Apologies for the long awaited concluding chapter in the Victoria's blackmail series. I've had quite a few people asking for another chapter, and I had to agree that one more was needed, but I could never decide on how to finish it. Now, though it's done, and I'm happy with the ending, which is good because I write for myself first. I'm my own biggest fan, I've read all my works, but I'm also my biggest critic, which is why it's taken so long.
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Victoria sat in the corner of the shower, letting the hot water flow over her, trying desperately to get the images out of her head about what she had suffered that night. How Michael had played her for an idiot and she had danced to his tune. She reached up and turned the water warmer as she remembered how he had fucked her, and she had just laid there and let it happen.
She thought about it and blamed him. Then blamed the drink. Eventually she realised that the person who had allowed any of this to happen was her. She sat there and felt sorry for herself. This soon turned to rage, when she realised it was the wrong way to think. It was Michael who had raped her, who had humiliated and abused her. She remembered that David and possibly Neil had been there too although she couldn't remember if they had done anything. She racked her brains trying to remember. One of them had fucked her in the bathroom. Victoria shuddered that even this violation was so fuzzy in her head.
Enough feeling sorry for yourself, she told herself and got up.
Turning off the shower, she dried herself. Getting dressed into a fleecy tracksuit, she searched the medicine cabinet and found morning after pills, and took them.
Heading to the drinks cabinet, she grabbed a bottle of vodka and opened it. No more. She poured it away.
Victoria was off school on the Monday and Tuesday, phoning in and informing them of the stomach cramps she had. For the two days, whilst her husband was at work, she formulated a plan. That fucking bastard would pay.
Wednesday, she came back into school and was determined. Victoria was in the staff room when Mr Singleton walked in. She poured him a coffee and brought it over to him. "Hi Jerry, I was wondering if I could have word about something?"
Jerry eyed the coffee suspiciously. "Not asking for money are you? I'm skint."
She laughed, "No, I'm not. You know all about computers and such." It was obvious he did as he taught the subject. She pressed on. "I'm writing a story and was thinking, if a bad guy had something on his computer which he could use against the hero, what could be done about it?"
Jerry looked at her and looked as the only other teacher in the room left. "Don't bullshit me."
Victoria looked him in the eyes. "Someone's got something about me on their computer, and I need it destroying."
Jerry sat down and gestured for her to sit opposite. He was a happily married man, but he did enjoy looking at pretty women, like Victoria. "Hacking into his computer from outside would probably work. You know anything about hacking?"
She shook her head 'no'.
"I suppose you could manually rip the hard drive out and destroy it."
She nodded and had considered that. She had thought about that, but it would mean trying to get into the case, and then pulling various bits out. It had seemed easier to perhaps take the whole computer. OK with a laptop, but a whole PC? "Anything else?"
Jerry looked at her. "Virus?"
She leaned forward, tempted by this idea. "Could I...email it them?"
Jerry chuckled. "Doubtful. This day and age the antivirus would find it and destroy it." He saw her expression change to annoyance, and look at the floor trying to figure out how to do this. "...you could install it manually."
Victoria looked up. "How?"
Jerry looked at her. "I suppose," he said sitting back and getting into the stride of it, "you could upload the virus online. On a flash drive have a small self-running program that will disable the antivirus on the computer, and then download, install and run the virus. By the time its finished running, there would be nothing left of the any of the drives.
Victoria nodded. "I...don't suppose you have something like that or could create one?"
He sighed. "It's illegal you know." Jerry saw the determined look in her eyes. "Should have something ready for you tomorrow."
Victoria stood and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you!" She giggled seeing him blush.
Victoria went to her class, and passed David and Neil on the way. Her hand at her side, fisted itself, and she felt her nails digging into the palms of her hands. They looked at her as she passed them. Victoria smiled pleasantly at them. "Good morning Boys." She emphasised the word 'Boys' as much as she could and kept walking. She didn't see their faces with her back to them, but she could almost feel the anger raging behind.
The class went well, and nothing untoward happened. All through the class though, she was thinking of way to get back at her attackers. Anything, anything at all. The problem was that whilst they were in here, and with what Michael had, they were untouchable. Victoria opened her drawer and there was a half bottle of vodka there. She slipped it into her purse, and went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, she opened the bottle and sniffed the contents. As she went to tip the contents into the sink, the bathroom door opened and David walked in. She turned and looked at him. "What are you doing in here? This is the ladies. Got confused?"
David closed the door behind him. "No, was thinking about last Friday and the fun we had." She didn't feel nervous with him here. Could she somehow trap him?
"I don't really remember it. I guess not much happened." As she spoke to him, she offered him the bottle. He took a swig, and put the bottle in his coat, grinning at her.
"You don't remember anything that happened?"
She shook her head. "No, hardly a thing. Why? What did you get up to?"
David grinned and walked closer to her. "Seriously? You don't remember? Your little sexy dance? Grinding your ass against me? Taking me upstairs?"
She got flashes of what happened, and not his warped version. She remembered collapsing on his lap and throwing up, and being helped upstairs.
Victoria smiled at him. "And, what did we do when we got there?" She acted as seductively as she could, her voice oozing syrup..
David moved closer and slid his hand onto her hip. "You bent right over and let me fuck you in the ass."
The reality hit her again. She had recalled throwing up, and then David ramming his cock into her. She swallowed nervously, but he hadn't seen the look of disgust on her face. His eyes were checking out the rest of her body. A plan came to her.
"Would you ...like to do that again?"
David looked back up at her face. "Oh yeah, I would."
"No time like the present." She turned around and faced the sink.
David couldn't believe it. "Now? Neil's waiting outside. Someone could come in."
She purred at him, bending over more. "Tell him to stand guard then. Don't let anyone in."
David's cock hardened even more in his pants. He quickly walked over to the door and she heard him whispering to Neil. She gripped her blouse, and tore open two of the buttons, showing off her bra and cleavage. David closed the door and walked back in, to find her still bent over the sink, waiting.
His hands went to the fastenings on her skirt. "No," she told him, "just pull it up. Someone comes in, I don't want to be half-dressed."
David gave a little cruel laugh and started to hike her skirt up. "You remember me fucking you then?"
"Oh yes! I wasn't ready then, but I am now." She felt her hands fist, nails digging into her palms again. "I...don't remember Neil fucking me though, I must have been so drunk."
David laughed as pulled the skirt up around her waist, admiring the stockings she had worn. "He didn't ...well, he just fucked your feet. Got some weird foot kink". She breathed slowly, trying to calm herself as she felt him pulling her panties aside.
"No, tear them!"
He paused, then gripping one side of them, he ripped them apart.
Victoria found her heart, hammering in her chest, and her breath coming sharply.
She inhaled as she felt his teenage cock being pushed between the cheeks of her ass, and screamed as loud as she could.
David looked shocked. Victoria screamed again and again, and threw herself against the wall, sliding down it. "Please! Please! No!!!" she yelled at him.
David stood there, trying to figure out what was happening when Mr Goggins the sports teacher walked in.
Pete Goggins stood there and saw Victoria. Her skirt hitched, panties torn, her blouse ripped open, lying against the cold tiled wall and floor, screaming hysterically at David. David stood there in front of her, his cock out. David was looking at him, his mouth opening and closing, trying to find the right words to say. Mr Goggins saw red, and punched him. From that one punch, David lost all consciousness and didn't feel the second or third punches.
Pete looked at Victoria and helped her up. She pulled the skirt back into place and tugged the blouse close. "I came in here, and he was here. He had a bottle of something he was swigging...I..I..I told him to give it to me and he started to..to..." she gestured to her clothes. Victoria shivered with the adrenaline that was pumping through her system.
Pete pulled out his phone. "I'll phone the police." Victoria stopped him. "No no no, please, I'm married." She looked up at him, playing the damsel in distress to the last. "I can't have him find out. Please no!"
