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The Entrapment of Susan Andrews
Part Three
Masterofm11@yahoo.co.uk
The following morning, To my irritation, My deputy Alan Palmer followed me into my office after the regular head of department meeting, during which I had confirmed my exclusion of Jason Roberts from school , although not telling the meeting of my visit to the stables the previous afternoon.
So concerned had I been about the possible implications of seeing Jason alone in my office I had told no one of my visit to his parent’s stables, at the time hoping the visit would smooth things over enough for the matter of my reckless negligence to go unnoticed.
That had been another fatal mistake of course and as Alan looked into my weary black ringed eyes I wished he would just go and leave me in peace. That though was not to be,
‘My God Susan, have you had a bad night? You look all in, is everything okay, do you have a problem at home? Asked Alan.
What could I say? My arms ache, my nipples are sore? My pussy is on fire from where I was fucked by Jason Roberts?
‘No Alan, I’m fine, really. I didn’t sleep very well that’s all, you know how it is, this job, great as it is, gets to you now again, that’s all’
Did I sound convincing? Looking across the desk told me Alan Palmer was far from convinced by my answer.
‘Ok, Susan, if you say so, but what about that young thug Jason Roberts’ any word from his parents yet/’
‘No, but I expect they’ll be in touch soon enough Alan’ I lied.
‘Yes of course Susan, by the way, did I tell you I know them? Stefan and Annie that is, met them at a few functions I’ve been to, although I don’t believe they know I am a deputy head teacher’
Alan’s reply had struck me like a thunderbolt and I tried to compose myself, how much did he know about them?, more pertinently did he know anything about my visit to them yesterday?
‘Oh, well, then you will be able to tell me something about them when the subject of Jason Robert’s comes up again’
‘Yes, of course’ he replied whilst walking across the office to the door.
‘Oh, by the way, did you enjoy your afternoon off Susan/?’
My heart was hammering against my chest with such ferocity that for a moment or two, I dared not look up but when I did Alan remained in the doorway, a thin smile spreading over his chubby features.
‘Yes, thank you Alan, a drive in the country and a little gardening’
‘Of course’ he replied, winking at me before departing and closing my office door softly behind him, leaving me trembling in anxiety about how much if anything at all this man knew about the previous afternoon.
Putting my head in my hands I leaned my elbows upon my large desk and for the umpteenth time relived the final indignations I suffered in the Roberts barn .
Discovering that it was Jason Roberts, not his father standing over me holding his dripping penis to my mouth whilst his fist gripped my hair demanding I clean him with my mouth, left me reeling with disgust and the realisation It had been Jason inside me whilst I had urged him on, crying out and moaning in pleasure sickened me to the pit of my stomach.
Instinctively I had looked up toward Annie hoping she may come to my aid and protect me from further indignities but, in answer to my unspoken plea Annie reached down to me, gently stroking my face she told me.
‘Oh my poor little baby bitch, but you knew you had to answer for your treatment of Jason at school, so today you were a present for Jason and for your penance, you must kneel before him with your hands on your head, apologise to Jason and ask him to return to school then you must clean him with your tongue and lips and you must do it properly Susan, only by cleaning every inch of Jason’s penis you will purge your guilt’
Surely, this really was the ultimate’ family from hell’
‘For the love of God! please .no more, please don’t make me do this, I can’t take any more of this madness’ I pleaded.
But Stefan, standing beside me with that awful leather tawse in his hand simply told me.
‘You have no choice in the matter Susan, after all, you’ve had what you wanted, we all know Jason would not let you seduce him so in revenge you excluded him, then you came here unannounced and seduced my wife into a lesbian sex session and begged my son to make love to you, its all there on film ,everything, you cannot wriggle your way out of it Susan and you could, if I decide take things further, possibly face a jail sentence for what you have done to Jason, so do as you are told Susan, in fact I think after you have apologised Jason would benefit from a lesson on sucking cock from his head teacher ... Or would you prefer another taste of this?’
Shrinking back from the frightening strip of leather Stefan held against my nipple I recalled the Camera’s and TV monitors Annie had set up whilst I had been tethered , standing on the plastic stool awaiting the arrival of Stefan.
Looking across the room I now saw those monitors displaying from different angles, clear images of my naked kneeling body beside the equally naked but standing Jason Roberts and yet again my foolhardiness at not having another adult present at our meeting or indeed not informing my office of my visit to the stables hit me like a sledgehammer.
No one needed tell me how easy it would be to edit and produce a recording of me laying compliantly on the blue matting whilst Annie played with me or of me pleading with Jason to ‘make love to me,’ the very words Stefan had demanded I use, before Jason then penetrated me from the rear
The exposure of such a recording would ruin me and if I cried rape or brutal assault I knew they wouldn’t hesitate to do so and my career, along with its financial rewards would be over, it would destroy my family and, as Stefan cruelly pointed out, leave me facing a possible jail sentence. This family from hell really had skilfully trapped me into a spider’s web the like of which I could see no escape.
All the while during my ordeal thus far I had been determined not to let these people shed a tear, not wanting these people to see a strong professional woman broken and tearful, but now, having no option but to comply with Stefan’s demand the tears rolled freely down my cheeks and such was my revulsion at having to kneel naked before my pupil with my hands upon my head I almost vomited there and then as I looked at the still erect penis that had just minutes ago deposited its hot semen deep inside me, the remnants of which I could feel oozing from between my sex lips as I steeled myself to recite the appalling and humiliating words I had never in my thought I would ever say., even in my worst nightmares.
‘I’m .I is sorry Jason please comes back to school’
I at last managed to mumble as I knelt before Jason my hands upon the top of my head, realising also this stance also pulled my stomach inward whilst at the same time pushing out my large Breasts,
‘Maybe I will you old bitch’ sneered Jason.
‘But if you don’t give me the best blow job ever then I’ll get some of the kids from school round here and show them some film of me fucking you , Like I told you in your office all the kids at school want to fuck you, Mrs. Andrews but I was the first and now I’m going to be the first to get a blow job from you’!
Jason wasted no time in pushing the plum like head of his still hard large erect penis against my lips and as I steeled myself for the odious task before me, his odour told me he was not the cleanest boy in the world, none the less I managed to snake out my tongue toward the reddish bulbous head still slick with our combined juices then push my tongue against its slit.
Giving a man oral pleasure is something I had always enjoyed doing and prided myself upon my ability to make him cry out in pleasure time after time to my oral ministrations, and although my task at that moment was abhorrent to me, Jason’s groaning at this action told me I had lost none of my skills, so after licking out the juices from his slit I clamped my lips over his entire head before running my tongue around and around and then back into the eye.
Having my hands upon my head limited me to using my mouth only and so my next move was to push my mouth over Jason’s penis further and further until I felt him touch the back of my throat and his young pubic hairs tickling my nose before pulling back to the bulbous head then back down his shaft again whilst all the while running my tongue along the underside of Jason’s huge and throbbing shaft.
Time after time I repeated this process whilst now and then pulling back far enough to again snake out my tongue and push it into its weeping eye, by this time Jason was groaning continuously and something made me look up to his face and make eye contact with him and something he saw in my eyes must have excited him.
‘Keep looking at me Mrs. Andrews, don’t you dare look away from me you old bitch! ’
But If I thought Jason was about to cum I was mistaken when he grunted.
‘Yeh, now kiss and lick my balls and get that tongue under my cock but keep looking at me Mrs. Andrews!’
What I had always believed to be an act of giving was now anything but, for having to keep my hands upon my head and contorting my mouth and lips under Jason’s rather odorous crotch whilst
maintaining eye contact with him under the combined gaze of both Annie and Stefan Roberts was incredibly difficult and humiliating and As I began carrying out Jason’s instruction and placed my lips upon his balls and penis, it occurred to me that my utterly shameful actions must have been planned in advance, surely this fifteen year old alone could not have thought of placing me in such a demeaning position as this!.
After what had seemed an eternity of kissing his balls Jason grunted that I should again take him in my mouth and then, after I had done so, suddenly what could only have been Annie’s fingers were pushing into me from behind, stroking my own slit and clitoris, actions which, try as I might to ignore, were soon arousing me to the extent my oral attention to Jason’s penis became much more a genuine desire to milk him into my mouth as Annie’s knowing fingers drove me toward an inevitable climax and my sucking of him became more and more intense.
As I continued looking up to him, Jason’s malevolent eyes told me he was surely about to cum and very soon this was confirmed as the first spurt of his pre cum hit the back of my throat.
‘Ah that’s so good’ he grunted and holding his penis in one hand with the other he held my head and pulled his throbbing member from my mouth until it rested just between my lips.
‘Oh yeh, here it comes, take it all you old bitch’ cried Jason and abruptly I was swallowing frantically as seemingly never ending spurts of semen shot out of his penis and the hot creamy substance first filled, then bubbled out of my mouth and over my lips and chin, there to drip down onto my breasts before Jason eventually withdrew his penis from my lips and wiped the residue of his semen over my breasts, chin, mouth, cheeks and forehead in a final crushing act of vengeance upon me.
‘There you go its all yours, now you can think of me every time you wash that face and your big tits, Mrs. Fucking old bitch Andrews!’
It was at that very moment I was powerless to prevent Annie’s skilful fingers from producing a terrible gratuitous orgasm deep within me!
Aside from having to lick my own juices from Annie’s, fingers that had ended over two hours of debauchery at the hands of this terrible family. I was hardly ‘free’ to go home but eventually I did, minus all my underwear. ‘We will keep that for a while and you had best give me your stockings as well’ Annie had said.
Although dressed in my white blouse and black skirt, I was minus also by briefcase and cell phone whilst I suffered the indignity of having Annie drive my car to my house with me sat in the back alongside Jason whose hand, inside my black skirt, slid up and down my thighs as far as my crotch in an obvious and demeaning demonstration of his newfound power over me.
Acutely aware of his dried semen covering my face and upper body I could not fail to notice his pants were sporting the signs of another obvious erection and could only hope I would not be called upon to relieve him!
I was mortified, these people had taken from me not only my cell phone and briefcase containing personal details about me and the file on the Roberts’ family but they now had my home address, which meant Stefan, driving behind in his own car, had been busy retrieving this information after taking my case from me.
Mercifully, Fifteen minute later my car stopped a few yards past my own driveway and thankfully Jason finally removed his hand from under my skirt, but before I could alight from the car Annie leaned over toward the rear seat and gave me the last of many instructions she had given me on the way.
‘My poor little baby bitch Susie, I shall bring your briefcase to the school in a couple of days but the only person you will talk to about this afternoon will be me when I call you, either at your home or at your school, , although you have had your way with Jason and myself we will protect you but we can only so if you keep quiet other wise Stefan will most certainly complain to the school governors about your behaviour, do you understand what I am saying my little baby bitch?
Miserably I nodded my head. By this time I was more than certain that should I displease them these people’s reprisals would be swift and ruthless ‘Tell me my little baby bitch and call me Mistress Annie, then you may kiss me goodbye!’
‘Yes I understand Mistress Annie’ I whispered before leaning forward and planting a quick kiss upon her lips
Fortunately it was still quite early and my kids were still at after school clubs, my husband was watching his interminable sports on the TV when I had at last got through my front door So with a shouted hello I went straight up to my bathroom, there whilst asking myself why I had not thrown myself into my husbands arms and explained everything to him, I feverishly scrubbed all visible traces of Jason Roberts from by body and repeatedly rinsed my mouth to rid myself of the taste of his semen before managing to go downstairs and greet my returning kids with at least some sense of normality whilst my husband prepared our evening meal, after which I had made my excuses and retired to my bathroom to yet again scrub away all traces of Jason’s semen from my body.
But no amount of scrubbing could rid me of Jason’s sperm floating around my womb and when the dreadful recollection I no longer took birth control precautions suddenly dawned upon me I realised at that very moment my body could so easily be in the early stages of producing the baby of Jason Roberts my fifteen year old student.!’
Reeling from this appalling thought I lay awake all night reliving the two and a half hours I had spent in the Robert’s barn, It was fortunate we had single beds these days because Sleep was an impossibility for me, how could life ever be the same again? I wondered if perhaps I should apply for another post as far away as possible but quickly dismissed the idea, the Robert’s would soon discover my plans and anyway my family were far too settled and my husbands local medical care to important to even contemplate the idea .
The authorities were out of course, a head teacher performing seemingly consenting sex acts with a fifteen year old student would face a stiff jail sentence, but how could I get through this alone?. Ironically my best friend was the wife of a policeman and no one in my family must ever know for the shame would probably drive my husband over the edge, so inadequate did he already see himself.
As far as the school was concerned a Head Teacher has no real friends, only Alan my deputy could be classed as such and certainly from the way he looked at me I was only too aware of his desire for me, we had even kissed during a tipsy Christmas function and I had allowed Alan to fondle my Breasts and nipples under my bra before coming to my senses with and made embarrassing excuses.
Although we remain friends, much to his frustration I never allowed Alan to get as close again, so what his reaction be to me
Confessing all to him? Not a good idea and anyway Alan was ambitious and my certain removal from my post would leave him in pole position for my job.
It seemed to all intents and purposes life as I had known it would be over for me, I would have to face this alone’ fully aware the Robert’s family would have licence to, and indeed would, use me, use my body, for as long as the wished. All I could hope for would be to somehow negotiate some form of dispensation with them, to be allowed to continue my home and prefrontal life as normally as possible in return for my cooperation at other times, surely this would suffice for them, after all why turn down an offer to be to all intents and purposes, a part time slave for them?, If I could pull that off then at least a door remained open for me to eventually escape the dreadful clutches of this mad dysfunctional family.
Eventually I raised myself from my desk for the school still had to be run and the head teacher still had work to do and eventually at the end of the day I took my weary body home. But of course I could not leave my mind at school and during the day and all that night images of Annie, Stefan and Jason Roberts were never far away.
It was to be just after lunch the following the intercom announced my secretary telling me.
‘There is a Mrs. Anne Roberts here to see you about her son’
Trembling within, I watched Annie confidently stride into my office and with my briefcase in her hand she walked over to my desk then and Placing the briefcase on my desk she folded her arms and sat on the edge of the desk, only inches from my chair.
Although I had been steeling myself for this moment I found I was too tongue tied to trust my own voice but it was to be Annie who spoke first, looking around my spacious office she said.
So, this is your office my little baby bitch, very nice indeed, but before we begin I meeting though Susie I want you to lock the door’.
For a long moment I considered asking Annie why she wanted the door locked but after meeting her determined eyes I acquiesced and, getting up from my chair I walked across the office carpet and locked the door, only to find, when turning back, that Annie was now sat in my chair.
This was not at all what I wanted, it was my office, I should be in charge in my own office, locking the door to prevent anyone barging in on our discussion was one thing, but taking over my own desk was something entirely different.
‘That’s a good baby bitch, now come and kneel beside your mistress’
This was lunacy; I strode back across the office to stand opposite Annie on the other side of my desk.
‘Look Annie, so far I’ve not told a soul about what happened the other day but for Gods, sake you can’t just waltz in here and take over my office like this, for goodness sake I’m a head teacher in the middle of a working day you cannot possibly expect me to kneel in front of you at my own desk, what if someone wants to come in, what then?
But, ignoring my tirade, Annie was opening my briefcase and from it she withdrew an A4 colour photo and placed it upon my desk. Looking down I was appalled to see a photograph showing myself, naked and kneeling before the equally naked Jason, staring up at him whilst I kissed his crotch!
‘Have it your way Susan, I shall leave you now if that’s what you wish but perhaps I’ll pin this up in your staffroom on my way out!’
Feeling my shoulders slump I knew that yet again my defiance had been easily overcome by this woman.
But so galling was it to be ordered around in my own office I pouted as if I were one of my more recalcitrant young students and raising my eyebrows I shrugged my shoulders before eventually kneeling in the spot Annie indicated, my expression clearly showing I was doing this only because I had no other option, not that it seemed to bother Annie one bit.
‘That’s better my little baby bitch’ began Annie, stroking the top of my head.
‘But you really must remember to call me Mistress s, You know I can’t protect my little baby bitch if she is disobedient toward her Mistress, now then Susie we have a few things to settle but first of all you are to remove your blouse and Bra’
I should have rebelled there and then but at that point such was my fear of exposure I decided to comply with Annie’s demand, after all she was hardly likely to turn this meeting into another lesbian sex encounter in my office, was she?.
So whilst removing my white blouse I was somewhat relieved to see Annie removing a Red Bra from my briefcase and obviously she had it in mind I was to wear this garment.
But none the less I soon found myself totally naked and whilst my nervous eyes cast glances toward my office door, humiliatingly kneeling before Annie with my hands upon my head as she once again played with my Breasts and gently squeezed and kissed my nipples, an act which to my utter despair throbbing to in my sex , but also making my blood run cold when telling me as she toyed with my nipples.
‘Mmm, I think we should consider getting these pierced and ringed!’
As a head teacher I knew enough about this teenage craze quiver in apprehension about the very idea! ‘
Eventually Annie had allowed me to dress, but by then, underneath my customary white blouse and black skirt I wore a tiny red thong, a garment of mainly black elastic with a only tiny panel of Red lace covering my pubis and that red bra, but unlike my customary Bra this one was a padded half cup job that pushed my Breasts together and upward to leave little to the imagination, giving me an outline that would, I was certain, lead to comments from Students and staff alike. As Annie was only to happy to remind me, I had no other option but to wear these garments today, and everyday at school, for also in my briefcase were four identical sets of lingerie, one black, one powdery blue, one white and the other in pink and It was no surprise that all this lingerie was the same size as the bra and panties taken from me in the Robert’s barn.
Even my stockings were replaced with another set of hold ups, but these were black seamed with wide lacy tops and if I had not found all this astonishing enough, Annie completed my transformation by encircling my waist with a thick gold chain, fastening its ends together with a tiny padlock, for which only she had the key.
The chain, Annie informed was in effect a ‘collar’ a sign of her ownership of me and I must not, she told me , ever attempt to remove the chain without her permission.
Absurd as the idea should have been, the feel of the chain and the lingerie under my outer clothing left me feeling improbably desirable, although whilst I had again knelt before Annie before being allowed to replace my blouse and skirt, my mood changed as she told me that as that day was Thursday Jason would be returning to school the following Monday but first of all I was to see him in my office and then onward ‘monitor his progress’ by inviting him to meetings in my office, where, to my unease, Annie told me Jason would also monitor my own progress and ensure I was wearing the lingerie she had bought for me!
Whilst I was digesting this unwanted development Annie placed my ‘new lingerie’ to one side then removed a dozen more A4 photographs together with a DVD disk. Spreading the photos over my desk my eyes took in the cleverly edited photos with growing dismay. Half of them were showing me naked and entwined in Annie’s arms as we lay on the floor on the stables, all of them showing Annie’s fingers in my sex whilst either kissing me mouth to mouth or her kissing my nipples.
As for the photos of Jason, some of them showed me on hands and knees whilst the naked Jason holding my hips and resting his huge young penis just between my sex lips as if about to enter me whilst another showed him cupping my breast with his penis obviously buried deep inside me and yet another saw Jason wiping his penis upon my bottom after ejaculation.
By the time I looked at a photo of me on my knees servicing Jason with my mouth whilst his sperm bubbled around my lips I was almost physically sick there and then, knowing If these images ever came to light I would be professionally and personally ruined. I was, quite simple, a the mercy of this terrible family and looking up to Annie, I pleaded a silent question with my eyes but, simply leaning toward me and taking my head in both hands, Annie kissed me full on the mouth and this time I’m afraid there was no real reluctance from me when she pushed her tongue into my mouth to meet my own.
‘I shall be in touch very soon but before then do Make sure you watch the DVD my little Baby Bitch, I really is a great piece of editing by Jason!’
As soon as Annie left my office I shredded the appalling photos before rushing into the empty ladies toilet where I knelt over and retched into the bowl and eventually managing to compose myself. Life had to go on and for the sake of my family, my pension and salary, not to mention my sanity I would have to accept it until I found a way out of the horrendous mess I was in So I rinsed my mouth and tidied myself a best I could although I felt and looked like a trapped Animal awaiting its fate.
My reflection in the mirror told me the outline of the Red Bra was just about visible behind my white blouse, that I could live with, harder though was the unquestionable fact the large breasts I had always kept in check with a sensible Bra were now, thanks to the padded push up bra, larger then ever and constantly aware of the red underwear and gold chain I spent the remainder of my day in bewildered apprehension, certain every person I saw would be staring in amusement at this new look.
Worst of all though was tiny thong. Not used to such garments I found the strip of thin elastic between my bottom cheeks to be most frustrating for every time I moved, the elastic would remind both my sex and my anus of its presence and fully aware an undignified rummage into the back of my skirt would only temporarily solve the problem I told myself I would just have to get used to it.
At least my cell phone had been returned to me along with my personal papers although I was in no doubt all the information on my phone and on my papers would have been copied.
As Annie had taken my original bra and panties with her, short of finding a sweater on a warm summer day, there was nothing I could do but try to stay in my office and, mulling over the pro’s and cons of whether or not to obey Annie and wear the new lingerie each day.
I was doing just that when Alan Palmer, without knocking, walked into my office.
To me it was quite obvious as to where his eyes burned and I did little to hide my annoyance at his uninvited intrusion.
‘Alan, it is only polite to knock on my door before entering, would you please do so in future’
Alan spread out his arms theatrically.
‘Well, my apologies Susan but I saw Jason’s mother Annie Roberts leave the school earlier so I thought I would ask you how you got on with her’
Suddenly I realised Alan’s eyes were no longer looking at me but, to my dismay the sets of lingerie Annie had left, these I had place upon a side table, thinking I would place them in my briefcase before I left. Only now Alan had seen them and a slow smile was spreading across his features.
‘I, well Mrs. Roberts was most apologetic about her son’s behaviour, she has promised me that he wishes to make a full apology and return to school’
‘Well, well’ replied Alan. ‘That’s something I never thought I’d hear Susan, so, he will apologise to you then?’
‘Yes Alan that’s the idea’
‘Alone?’
This was getting very difficult for me.
‘Given the personal nature of some of his remarks to me I think it best Alan’
‘Well, it your call Susan I just hope things, err don’t come to a head again, not catalogue shopping are we Susan?’ Once again Alan’s eyes burned into my breasts.
Flustered and uncomfortable, hoping his remark about ‘head’ was entirely innocent I simply nodded my head in concurrence and stood up to signify our chat was over, wondering if I were just paranoid over Alan’s remark .
Two more almost sleepless nights followed without hearing from the Robert’s family but the gold chain but with the gold chain around my waist night and day I wasn’t kidding myself that perhaps they had decided not to continue their persecution of me and so it was to prove when, in my home study early Saturday afternoon my cell phone alerted me to an incoming call, it was the voice of Stefan Roberts.
‘Hello Susan, be at the barn today at 6pm sharp, no arguments your attendance is mandatory so make whatever excuses you have to!’
That was it, the line went dead. No room for argument or for pleading, only a simple demand that I am at that terrible Barn later in the afternoon and in all honesty I had no other option but to obey Stefan.
Fortunately we had nothing planned family wise and my husband merely nodded his head when I told the first what were to be my many lies to him, this one, that I had forgotten to tell him of long planned meeting with a couple of old friends, So using that an excuse I showered and changed and with a great deal of apprehension set off for the Roberts place, a well justified apprehension as I was soon to discover.
End of Part Three
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