"How's the girl doing?" Stephen Krutz said to the young woman sitting in a chair opposite him in his office.
"Much better than expected," the woman said. "She's already plowed through 46 guys. Or rather 46 have plowed through her."
"Hmm," the headmaster replied. "I didn't think she would be so successful so soon. Please get the word out to your classmaters that I would prefer Susan not make her goal. I shall remind the staff as well. She hasn't approached any of them yet. You are dismissed," Krutz said and the girl rose and left the room.
Susan needed to have sex with 13 guys today to remain on pace to succeed. Only 13, she thought to herself. And then 13 tomorrow. She knew she should have been more aggressive yesterday. After the 20 guys in the computer lab had cycled through her, she had gone back to her cell and gone to bed. She was ahead of schedule and thought resting her sore vagina and anus was a good idea. And it was at the time, but now facing 26 more penises in the next two days made her wish she was even more ahead of her goal.
Susan knew where she was going today. She had been held captive three times this year in the school's art studio. Mr. Kittler, the art teacher, had a soft spot for her. Surely she could find a dozen or more guys there to fuck her, even considering many of the art students were gay. She walked with a purpose to the art classroom and arrived in between first and second period. She approached Mr. Kittler and explained her situation to him. The teacher looked her up and down and frowned.
"Miss Mitchell, what you are suggesting is inappropriate," he said loudly. "Please leave my classroom immediately."
The girl was stunned. Inappropriate? Being turned into a living statue by his students was inappropriate. Having his students paint her naked body was in appropriate. How dare he, she thought. But she didn't have time to think about that because she needed a plan B.
She got it a few minutes later. One of her classmates, Bo Mayden, approached her as she was heading down the hallway. He looked around furtively and then said, "come with me". He led her down a short hall and into a storage closet.