Twisted Teen Tales

                        Twisted Teen Tales - Chapter 12

                                        Pregnant Teens (part 1of 3)

 

 

      Despite the success of the summer boot camp for twisted teen tramps, there was still the off season, also known as the school year that had to be addressed by principal Nailer and his band of harried teachers. There always seemed to be a new wave of fresh-faced teens coming in with bad attitudes compliments of their upbringing, parents, associates or just plain bad genes.

 

 

      This particular year was especially bad. Detention facilities were overloaded. Parent teacher meetings turned into near fistfights when parents even bothered to attend. Principal Nailer was even giving serious consideration to trying to have Jerry Springer make an appearance at a school assembly in an effort to show these hellions the error of their ways. He declined with thanks stating that Nailer's hellions made his typical "guests" look weak and lame.

 

 

      Without cooperation from the parents there was little to do short of kidnapping the more egregious offenders and selling them to white slavers to work in foreign lands. He got so desperate he even discussed the matter with a few of the saner parents, but they wanted too much money up front to make the scheme work. That was when the friend of a friend of a teacher came up with a possible solution that seemed to be the work of a demented genius, just what the principal needed.

 

 

      However before embracing this concept, the principal insisted that it be tried on at least two test subjects,or guinea pigs, as they would be known to the insiders. Two candidates came immediately to mind. Little Joyce Janson also known as the jizz princess was the leading offender in the entire high school, which was something when you realize she was competing against girls four and five years her senior.

 

 

      What this little thirteen year-old bundle of fuck energy lacked in size was more than made up for by her incredible desire to fuck and suck every student and teacher at Arnold Palmer high before she graduated or was expelled. It was common knowledge that she had already scored with at least a quarter of the female teaching ranks and an even greater portion of the men.

 

 

      Joyce had her name on a permanent seat in detention. She also was a charter member of the advanced detention crowd, and had made an appearance at the principal's home for a quiet one-on-one session that lasted the better part of a day plus half the night. Frankly the only one-on-one involved her and the large mongrel that the principal had rented for the occasion. The rest of the time every orifice was in use by the other invitees except when she was taken for a swim in his pool, weighted and tightly bound to fish for coins on the bottom.

 

 

      Rumor had it that she also had an older sister, Janice, who just finished her time in juvenile custody and was declared ineligible for attending school until the following year. Niles Nailer was not looking forward to this encounter even though a lot could happen to her between now and then.The principal was hoping for an accident or some act of the creator to protect him from dealing with this misfit.

 

 

      The second unanimous choice to become a test subject was a foreign exchange student from one of those former soviet republics. She was your classic misanthrope who believed firmly that everyone was out to screw her. Her response was to screw everyone before they did it to her. Tatianna Novagrod was in her first year of high school despite the fact she was seventeen. She was also gorgeous and statuesque with great tits, an ass that seemed to be mounted on ball bearings and legs that went on forever. In her spare time she worked as an out-call massage specialist and did phone sex too.

 

 

      At  Arnold Palmer she rapidly gained a reputation as someone not to be in the same room with unless you were backed by at least a dozen buds. One of the lesbian teachers made the mistake of hitting on her and woke up in the hospital with her nose broken and a couple of teeth chipped. Naturally no one pressed charges for fear of the consequences to the school's reputation. She was staying as an exchange student with a family known for their brushes with the law in many areas such as prostitution, drug dealing and strong arm tactics on the local merchants.

 

 

      Since principal Nailer had never met either's parents or guardians, nor had any of the teachers, he decided to visit each personally and without advanced warning. He thought that the best way of getting to meet these folks was by escorting Joyce and Tatianna home after school rather than keeping them in detention. Accordingly on Monday after school he drove a sullen Joyce Janson to a nondescript house in a rundown section of town.

 

 

      The little firebrand had given him quite a struggle and it took the aid of two of his strongest teachers to tie and gag her before stuffing her body into his car trunk. The men took advantage of her situation and copped numerous feels of her budding tits and even got  a few fingers into her cunt and one adventurous educator managed to worm his finger up her tight little butthole. Nailer developed a minor hardon watching her minidress bunch up to reveal her chubby thighs that he had kissed and bitten while she was at his house that time.

 

 

      When he knocked at the door and announced himself to the voice inquiring who he was, there was a long pause before it cracked open and this rather plain faced woman in her late thirties or early forties revealed herself. He quickly explained that he had her daughter locked in his trunk and would like to come inside and discuss a rather interesting opportunity to improve her attitude and make her a better student, citizen and loving child to her parents.

 

 

      The last mentioned example brought a smile to her face. When she shouted to someone else that a "do gooder" was at the door and had her daughter in his car trunk, it was greeted by harsh laughter. She beckoned him to enter. As they walked down the hall she casually mentioned that they'd get her daughter from his car after he met the rest of the family.

 

 

      Nailer's jaw dropped when they entered the kitchen. There was this thin, almost gaunt teenager, tied tightly to a heavy wooden chair. Her arms were pulled back and down, while her legs had been spread over the edge of the seat and tied by the ankles to the rungs below. The girl was stark naked, and based on her purplish tits which were possibly a B-cup, but still growing, and her sparsely covered pubic mound, looked to be perhaps fourteen or so. Standing behind the chair was a man in his forties,rather well built, holding a plastic bag in his hands.

 

 

      "Don't let us disturb what you're doing, go to it. This is the little one's school principal come to talk to us about a way to calm and change that little monster of ours." Nailer watched as the plastic bag was drawn down over the girl's head and tied off around her neck. The woman nodded her head in the direction of the struggling teen and added. "This is a little trick they told us about when they wanted to instill some order and discipline into this one when she was in juvenile. It sometimes takes a few tries before that one listens and obeys us."

 

 

      The naked teen struggled madly to escape this perilous situation, but was helpless and quickly ran out of air as the bag over her head fogged up and moisture began running down its insides. Nailer now noticed that her tits were noosed off at the base with plastic ties and were turning a deeper shade of purple, making them look like a pair of miniature eggplants. He also picked up on the numerous cuts, bruises and burns that covered many portions of her body, especially those swelling tits, flat belly and that nearly hairless vulva. What looked like part of a broom handle was poking out from between her cunt lips, how much embedded in her cunt could not be judged.

 

 

      They all watched until the naked teen passed out and then started twitching, a sign that she was on the verge. The man quickly and smoothly opened the bag and waited as his victim began the long road back

to consciousness. "That makes three times, which usually does the trick, but who ever knows? Could we interest you in a live-in sex slave who doesn't eat much and is a pretty good fuck according to my husband, who does the honors more times than I like."

 

 

      The principal was tempted, he had a spare room and it would be a long school year without some regular pussy at his beck and call. Besides he liked them young, very young. He might prefer a chance to have her younger sister, the one currently breaking his balls. A man could dream now, couldn't he? He had torn off a piece when he had her over for the intervention, too bad none of her friends or parents showed up, but those who did come, in more ways than one, made do the best they could.

 

 

      The woman's comment about her husband fucking the kid too often as far as she was concerned, brought up another interesting question. Was her husband the kid's father or a guy who picked her up as part of the marriage between them? He got his answer quickly enough when the teen began to come around. Her eyes opened and she stared at her mother as she spoke.

 

 

      "I'l say one thing for my father even if he's a prick! He knows good pussy when he fucks it. Bet you hate to hear him say how much he likes fucking me and Joyce, even if we are his offspring. I'll bet once he's done fucking me over today he'll march me upstairs and put it to me until I squeak."

 

 

      Before anyone could move, the woman sprang at the bound girl and tried to yank the hair from her head as she screamed and tried to escape the attack. It took the combined strength of Nailer and her husband to pull the woman away from her helpless daughter. She spit at the girl and told her she'd have her revenge before the day was over.

 

 

      "I'll jam that broomstick up your asshole until you bleed, you miserable bitch! He won't help you then after he's done rutting in that diseased fuck hole you call a cunt."

 

 

      Down came the plastic bag again and the little ritual was continued as the girl's tits continued to swell and grow darker and darker, now approaching black. Her struggles were fruitless and only resulted in her passing out faster than normal. He held the bag tightly shut and watched his wife glower as she took in the uneven struggle coming to its usual conclusion. He briefly opened the bag, then quickly wrapped it around her neck again, just to tease her into thinking her torture was over. The bag fogged up so badly that it was not possible to see her contorted face any longer.

 

 

      He continued to hold it closed as Nailer began to get antsy, thinking of the scandal if he was involved even peripherally in the teenager's death. When the corpse-like body began emptying its bladder, the man opened the bag and gave his wife an air kiss, which she returned with a mischievous grin. It dawned on the principal that these two were a team despite the yelling and threats. He also wondered when enough would become too much, leading to an accidental death in the family.

 

 

      Once her parents were convinced that no harm  had come to the teen, they left her in her bonds and sat down with principal Nailer to discuss his offer. He had gotten wind of a technique that was guaranteed to make any teen tramp change her ways and stay on the straight and narrow, at least until some dumb guy who thought with his dick made her an honest  woman. The couple seemed very interested and kept trying to get both of their daughters onto the project. That had a certain appeal to the educator since he wasn't looking forward to having to deal with another ball buster like Joyce next year.

 

 

      He sealed the deal with a few simple questions to Joyce's mother. Did she enjoy her pregnancies? Did she enjoy the sex during said pregnancies? How long did it take to recover her figure and be attractive enough before her husband wanted to begin screwing her again on a regular basis?

 

 

      It turned out she hated the swollen ankles, the never ending need to piss, the morning sickness, her sore back and hips from carrying around all this extra weight, the kicking, the delivery, the post delivery depression, the hemorrhoids she developed from all that pushing, etc, etc, etc, and finally the miserable sex her husband provided only when he wanted some, which tailed off to zero by the seventh month during her second pregnancy.

 

 

      The principal thought he'd jump out of his skin. What a testament to this novel approach to calming down teen tramps, his ship had come in! Without telling the couple how this miracle would occur, he merely guaranteed that both of their daughters would become model children after three to four months of this unique treatment. During the entire test period they would continue to either go to school or remain at home, helping out their parents. That last comment brought a sneer from them.

 

 

      He asked the couple to consider the offer he had just made and let him know by the next day, so the legal papers could be drawn up to protect the school and the principal from law suits. The only question her husband asked was whether he could continue to fuck them during this test period. The principal nearly broke his neck nodding in the affirmative. He had them in the bag, and they all knew it.

 

 

      Trying to cut a deal with the representatives of Tatianna Novagrod was an altogether different story, and the only thing that kept him at it was the fact that he had a backup in the Janson sisters. The people ostensibly looking after the teenager were a band of criminals as near as Nailer could figure. They feigned ignorance of certain laws, parts of the language and anything having to do with shady transactions, which appeared to be their forte.

 

 

      On the other hand there was definitely some tension between the exchange student and her overseers. It seemed that once a soviet martinet, always one. They were quite upset with her independence and refusal to share her earnings, which they claimed were considerable. That gave him the opening he needed, and he took full advantage of it.

 

 

      It was a bit difficult to negotiate since there was an altercation taking place in the next room that kept interrupting their discussion. Finally the head member of the crime family left the room to settle the problem, once and for all. A few minutes later a half naked woman with rather big tits came rushing into the room screaming in some foreign tongue. Closely following were three men wielding belts and a riding crop.They overcame her and then before the eyes of those seated around the table proceeded to brutally beat her senseless.

 

 

      While one of them held her in a half nelson, the other two took turns pounding their fists into her belly and groin, forcing her to bring up everything she'd eaten in the last day. Everyone occupying the room were standing, ready to leave at the faintest sign of trouble from the woman. Now the men ripped off her remaining clothing revealing a pubic mound covered by a forest of thick, curly, black hair that hid her cunt  from sight, and sent tendrils in the direction of her navel and asshole.

 

 

      One of them kicked her squarely in the crotch, not once but twice. He must have been a soccer player since the blows sent her flying against the wall, hitting her head and knocking her senseless. That did not stop the trio from stomping on her tits, belly and cunt. Finally one of them yanked the woman to her feet by her long dark hair and spit into her face before bringing up his knee to finish his victim off. By then Nailer's host returned and said something in his mother tongue to the three thugs, who dragged the unconscious woman from the room by her hair.

 

 

      He informed the principal that she was a prostitute who had been holding out money from her pimp and was now suffering the consequences. This immediately brought the discussion back to the issue of Tatianna and how much money he would give to the famiy in exchange for her participation in the test. It was then that Niles Nailer played his trump card, a bare faced bluff called expulsion, meaning that the girl would be immediately deported back to her home country, thus depriving the family of a share of her substantial income.

 

 

      Then he went on to explain what would happen if the test worked as predicted. An obedient Tatianna appealed greatly to the family head and so they made an agreement where the girl would continue to work during the test and they'd keep her earnings. Nailer agreed since he had no power over her comings and goings anyway. All he wanted was access to her every few days in the family's presence, if necessary, to evaluate her progress. Other than that, she was their property. They liked the words "their property" when it came to the tall beauty with the temperment of a wolverine with a corn cob up its ass. The deal was struck without the family even inquiring what would happen to their property during this test.

 

 

                  ( To be continued - rolf palsy )