BDSM Library - Story: God My Life, Chapter: Part 2

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity, sometimes involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your place of residence to view such material or if such material offends you, do not read further.

God My Life by notepad

Chapter 2;

Chris had been locked in a closet for a couple of minutes, his eyes had gotten more accustomed to the darkness so at least he could see the walls around him now. He was so paranoid a spider or something was going to drop on his head.

He could hear Mandy dragging what he guessed to be one of the mattresses across the floor, her footsteps seemed to be getting louder.

Just then the door to hut 3 opened. In walked Tyler. He had been held up by the deputy head of the school at the end of his last class. Miss Coulston was trying to talk to him about his poor grades. Whatever, he finally managed to shrug her off and head down to the lower field. Mandy had been flirting with him all morning and he had some pent up aggression to take out on her.

“You’re late.” Mandy greeted him, with her arms folded. She couldn’t help but harbour an excited expression though.

“Yeah yeah, I got held up.” Tyler said whilst unbuckling his belt and dropping his trousers. Mandy was stood in just a lacy white bra and yellow thong panties. He was already half hard.

“Just hurry up we only have 10 fucking minutes left”

“You got that right”

Chris was sure he had just heard a zipper being pulled, what were these guys going to do? Yoga? He didn’t really know anything about exercise routines, fitness never a strong point. The springs in the mattress creaked, Mandy must have sat down. By the sounds of it she had dragged the mattress right next to the closet door, he assumed that was to make sure no one opened it and discovered him. In her own weird way maybe she was protecting me, thought Chris.

He could hear faint footsteps moving towards him now. Tyler was not the subtle type, he must have taken his shoes off.

“You look very sexy baby” Chris picked up Tyler’s deep voice, what a smooth talker.

“We don’t have any time for playing around, let’s just get to it” Mandy certainly seemed like the type who enjoyed giving orders.

“Sure thing, just give me some quick encouragement” Tyler replied, there was a hint of smugness in his voice.

The door to the closet was very thin and Chris could clearly hear everything that was going on, right down to Mandy’s heavy breathing. Maybe she had started stretching.

Chris heard Tyler let out a long sigh, then he could have sworn there was some sort of slurping noise. There is was again, no mistaking it, almost like he was listening to a child suck a lolly. In fact, it sounded exactly like a child sucking a lolly. What were they doing? Chris’s slow moving and innocent mind was completely blank now, all his concentration was bent into listening to the goings on in Hut 3.

“Ok that will do for now stud, we have around 8 minutes left and I really need to be fucked hard”

Wait what did she just say?

Tyler let out laugh “I have been looking forward to it all morning, bend over sunshine”

This could not be happening, this was surely all a joke. Two sixth formers were not going to have sex right here, right now. They must think I am a complete idiot if they think I’ll fall for this, Chris mused.

A long high pitched moaning started at the same time as a loud, deep grunt. The girl began a series of constant little squeals mixed in with moans of pleasure as the unmistakeable sound of flesh slapping flesh got louder.

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“uuunnnngghhh....... y-yeah Tyler, f-fuck me harder”

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“aaaahhhhh ............fuck ............uunngghhh............. y-yeah thats it Tyler baby, f-faster pleeease”

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Chris could not believe his ears. There was no doubt now, these 2 people were fucking. He had never had any sexual experiences of his own, never even kissed a girl. He dared not risk trying to look at porn on the family computer so his limited knowledge of the subject came from school text books and catching the odd documentary on TV.

Chris didn’t want to but could not help trying to visualise Mandy naked. What would those breasts feel like? What did her pussy look like? Was it shaven? How wet did it get? What did it smell like? How did it taste? How heavenly would his dick feel inside of its silky depths? As these thoughts moved through Chris’s mind he realised he would never ever know. Would he ever get anywhere with a girl? Let alone a good looking one.

This was the lowest he had felt in his life, just 3 feet away the sexiest girl in school was getting what sounded to be a very fast and hard fuck from a big, dumb jock. His cock was as hard as it could possibly be, which made it agonisingly uncomfortable trapped in his clothes. He would have given anything to be out there right now, getting a change to fuck Mandy Howe, ANYTHING.

Tears began to slowly run down Chris’s cheeks. There was nothing he could do, he just had to sit there and take it, not unlike Mandy really.

The mattress springs were going wild on the other side of the door. The giant Tyler Hackett was kneeling behind Mandy’s petite figure as she was down on all fours, head bowed in order to stick her ass further into the air, his hands on each hip. Her creamy white skin was sticky with sweat as she frantically pushed her hips back to meet each commanding thrust from Tyler’s big cock. Her large breasts swayed obscenely as she was rutted like a dog in heat, and by the sounds of things she clearly loved it.

“You’re so fucking good baby.... *pant* .... I’m gonna f-fucking cum, you......aahh....... sh-should too honey we don’t...... uhn...... have time for a long one....ooohh”

Mandy gasped, then let out a loud scream has she came. Tyler began to grunt like a wild animal as he forced 5 or 6 slow, powerful thrusts into Mandy’s gaping pussy, emptying his pent up load inside of her.

Tyler collapsed onto Mandy’s back as his cock popped out of her sodden cunt. The 2 teenagers just lay there for a minute, breathing heavily as they waited to regain some composure.

The head boy eventually got up and started getting dressed, he didn’t seem to care that his dick was covered in a mixture of pussy juice and sperm. Without saying a word he sauntered out, his job complete for the day. Now he could just relax and get some sleep during afternoon classes.

Mandy realised cum was dripping down her thighs, she had forgotten to put a condom on Tyler again. She could never rely on him to sort something like that out, he just didn’t care. Damn it, she thought, well at least I have a change of clothes.

Mandy made sure she always had a change of clothes somewhere of campus, just in case of an ‘emergency’.

She stuffed her bra and panties into a bag and quickly threw on her blouse and trousers.

Just then her friend Emma walked in. She was a very keen swimmer which had given her an athletic build, tall and slim. Her dark brown hair was cut to her shoulders. Unlike Mandy she rarely smiled, for the last couple of years she seemed to be stuck in a perpetual bad mood. She looked over at her best friend, who was still a heaving, sweaty mess. Hair was stuck to her forehead and a deep red flush covered her face.

“Jesus Mandy you guys really messed that mattress up, why don’t you put a condom on donkey boy?”

“I get caught up in the moment I guess, finding a condom is the last thing on my mind when 8 ½ inches of cock are shoved in my face” answered Mandy, smiling broadly. “Anyway I’ve gotta hit the shower” she continued “I can’t afford to be late for another Maths lesson.”

“Fair enough, I will be late so you will have to cover for me”

“Did I hear a please in all that Emmsy?”

“No”

The sinking feeling in Chris’s stomach had lasted a good 45 minutes now. Mandy had left to shower and head to class, she had either forgotten about Chris or just didn’t care. Emma and Brett were still going at it on the other side of the door, they were quieter then Mandy and Tyler, or perhaps just further away. Chris dared not try to escape, even if he somehow managed to stand up and apply some pressure onto the door he doubted he could break the lock. Besides, he was nervous of getting caught now- this club would never want to risk exposure.

“Don’t try and kiss me you idiot, just fuck me” Emma snapped. Brett dutifully obeyed, feeling rather stupid.

Emma had her hands behind her knees, lifting her legs in order to give Brett’s large tool as much access as possible to her dripping snatch.

Emma didn’t like any of the boys in the school, she had always possessed a mean streak and often entertained dark thoughts of abusing the opposite sex. She did enjoy these little fuck sessions though, she may not like guys like Brett, but they knew how to pummel her tight cunt – and that made them very useful.

Eventually Brett exploded inside Emma, she writhed as a third orgasm washed over her. Without exchanging words the two seniors got dressed and headed back to school, Emma broke into a slight jog as she headed for the girl’s locker room- she hated feeling so sticky. At least she had made Brett put a condom on.

Chris had now lost all track of time, he figured school would be coming to a close soon. He had spent the last 2 hours desperately trying to free himself. The handcuffs were an impossible obstacle so his energies had been concentrated on getting through the door, but he had no idea what he would do if he succeeded. Maybe try and track Mandy down without being seen? Impossible. But right now all that was redundant thinking as so far his efforts had simply achieved 2 bruised knees. There was just not enough room in the closet to do anything. At least the tears had stopped now.

Mandy had not forgotten about Chris, her friend Annie needed to get some coursework done and had agreed to drive her home when she was done.

The bell rang to signal the end of the school day, Mandy sat and watched her classmates file out, she was in no hurry.

Chris heard someone enter the hut, the footsteps sounded like Mandy’s. So she finally remembered me he thought, well I’m in no mood for her right now. I’ll act nice enough until she releases me, then march straight to the headmasters office and tell him exactly what has been going on here. We’ll see who is smiling by the end of the day.

As the closet door opened Chris was dazzled by the light suddenly hitting his eyes. He slowly recovered to squinting and seeing a slender feminine frame in front of him, after 10 more seconds he could open his eyes fully and recognised the now familiar smile of Mandy Howe.

“Hey Chrissy! How was your afternoon? I had the most boring maths lesson after lunch but at least I could finish the day in art class, I got lots done on my project”

Chris just sat there in astonishment, how could she stand there and chat normally to someone she had just gagged, handcuffed and locked in a closet for 3 hours?

“Oh that’s right I gagged you” Mandy continued, as she leaned in and unbuckled the ball gag. Chris immediately began stretching his stiff jaw.

“There you go sweetie. You know, if you had just stayed silent in the first place we could have avoided all of that, and you wouldn’t have drooled all over your shirt. It’s pretty disgusting to be honest”

“You didn’t need to lock me in a cupboard!” Chris responded, hotly. “You have left me here for hours, how could you forget about me? You said you would let me out at lunchtime”

“No silly I said after school, and here I am right on time. Don’t forget I did this for you Chrissy, I did you a favour so the least you could do is thank me.”

“Thank you sooo much for letting me have the worst afternoon of my life, and thanks for letting me listen in on your little sex show” Chris said in his most sarcastic voice, he was almost certain Mandy was meant to release him after lunch.

“No problem Chrissy! I knew a little boy like you would like listening in, I bet I got you all worked up” Mandy giggled.

She had always hated boys like Chris, there was no way a boy like him could ever be with a girl like her, or indeed any girl, and boys like him knew that. He was weedy, grumpy and annoying. But Mandy had learned from morning conversations on the bus that he looked down his nose at everyone else, he resented his social standing within the school. Boys like him should just be shy, quiet and try to not get in anyone’s way. They should do their best to go unnoticed around the school, not act like a little smart arse. Seeing Chris in her club hut had been the last straw. Mandy had plans for Chris now.

Chris was surprised Mandy had not understood his sarcasm, then again she was pretty much just an art student. “Could you please take these handcuffs off? My arms really hurt”

“Oh right the handcuffs, can you remember where I put the key?”

“Oh don’t tell me you lost the key” cried Chris, a hint of panic in his voice.

“Not lost, I just need to remember where I put them before stripping off for Tyler and getting my pussy hammered” Mandy assured nonchalantly.

Chris winced slightly at her vulgar language, but hearing Mandy talk about stripping and using the word ‘pussy’ made his cock twitch. He hated her right now, and he hated the fact that hearing her and Emma have sex earlier had been the biggest turn on of his life.

“AHA! Here they are, looks like I stashed them in my backpack.” Mandy exclaimed.

Thank god thought Chris, my ordeal is nearly over.

For the second time that day Mandy crouched down and straddled Chris’s lap, as she leaned forward to unlock the handcuffs her breasts were positioned just inches away from Chris’s face. The poor boy could not help letting out a moan of frustration, and once again his cock was responding to Mandy’s charms.

“There you go Chrissy, you are all free now” Mandy said, as she got up off Chris and backed into the hut. “I told you it would work, we managed to keep you safe for another day”

Chris remained seated and stretched his legs, as subtle as he could he adjusted his underwear to free up some space for his penis. He had wanted to do that for 3 hours.

He could not help but feel a little intimidated by Mandy, a clear memory of getting slapped and punched in the groin was still etched in his head. Better just play it cool and get the hell out of here, he thought.

“Yes very safe, stuck in a closet all day missing school. I’m going to get in trouble for this”

“Oh of course you won’t, everyone skips classes now and then. How are you getting home?”

Chris had forgotten about that, he had been locked up for so long he would have missed the bus.

“erm I guess I’ll call my mum, I’ll say I was doing some work after school or something”

“Oh no need to do that Chrissy, I’m getting a lift back. You can tag along and get dropped off in the village”

It was tempting. It would save his mum having to come out and would get him back in the safety of his bed quicker, but he really wanted to catch the headmaster and tell him all about the sexual activity going on in the school. Mandy would regret hitting him.

“I think my mum is in town anyway getting some shopping so it’s no trouble.” Chris lied, whilst stepping towards the exit.

“You are being a baby again Chrissy. Why not just get a lift back? We will be leaving in around 20 minutes. Now come and help me with this.”

The gorgeous 17 year old was busy pulling a sheet off the mattress Emma and Brett had been bouncing on earlier.

“Grab that sheet would you Chrissy” Mandy ordered, whilst pointing toward the mattress at the back of the room, the same mattress Mandy and Tyler had soiled earlier. Chris could see the now dry pale stains dotted all over the yellow bed sheet.

“There is no way I’m touching that” Chris argued “It’s covered in......well.... erm.....you know.”

Disgusting. Absolutely disgusting. There was nothing on the planet that could make Chris go near another mans cum.

“Tyler’s sticky cock juice?” volunteered Mandy. Chris winced slightly at her vulgar language, which reminded him of what he had sat through earlier. This sweet, innocent looking girl was a slut.

“errr well I guess, look I have to go. I need to get my stuff and call my mum so I’ll see you tomorrow” Chris mumbled as he quickly pushed the door and stepped out. He heard Mandy call his name but he was not going to stop.

After stopping off at his locker for his bag he was heading straight to Headmaster Owens office.

Mr Owens had enjoyed being a headmaster for 4 years. He was not particularly strict with the students, he could rely on his deputy heads to administer discipline, which made him popular with the pupils. At 42 he was young for a headmaster, fierce ambition had seen him climb the ladder from teacher to head of year to deputy head. Then his aim had been met when he was offered the top job at a pleasant school situated in beautiful countryside.

He loved his job, getting paid a large sum of money to flirt with young girls was his idea of heaven. Mr Owens liked to keep himself in good shape, regularly playing sports had enabled him to keep an athletic build. A lot of the girls in the school harboured a crush on their headmaster.

...Knock...Knock...

“Enter” bellowed Mr Owens, he was just getting ready to head on home to his family.

Chris Darling pushed the door open and walked in. He had spent the previous 10 minutes planning just how he was going to break this news to the popular principle.

“Ah it’s you Darling, what are you still doing here?” asked Mr Owens.

“Sorry to bother you sir, I just thought I should bring something to your attention. At lunchtime I was walking around the lower field, looking for somewhere quiet to do some coursework when I heard something in the old hut 3..”

“Hut 3 you say” interrupted the headmaster. “Excuse me for a minute Darling I need to use the phone, wait outside until I call you”

“errr yes sir” Chris murmured and walked out, shutting the door behind him. That was annoying, he thought, he wasn’t even listening to me. I’m sure I’ll have his full attention soon enough.

Mr Owens whipped his mobile phone out of his pocked and hit speed dial 5. He was a little rattled and needed to know exactly what was going on.

After around 5 minutes Chris heard Mr Owens’ voice beckon him back into his office.

“Right then Darling, I had to make a phone call. What were you telling me?”

“Well sir I was just saying at lunchtime I was walking around by the old huts in the lower field and...”

...Knock...Knock...

Once again Chris was interrupted, this time by the door.

“Enter” Instructed Mr Owens. In walked Mandy Howe.

Oh no

Chris felt his stomach lurch, he didn’t want Mandy to witness him telling on her.

“Hi Mr Owens” Mandy chirped.

“Hello Miss Howe”

Mandy then turned to Chris and gave him an evil look.

“Were you going to tell on me Chrissy?” she questioned.

Chris could not believe his ears, how was Mandy going to wriggle out of this one? No doubt she would make something up. Thinking about it she could quite easily tell a story that would sound a lot more realistic then the truth, it would be the sixth formers word against his thought Chris. Maybe this was all a mistake.

The unpopular boys mind raced for an answer, sadly his mouth seemed glued shut.

“Were you going to tell Mr Owens about this afternoon?” Mandy persisted. Fine, if she wants me to talk, I’ll talk.

“Well I was just about to...” Chris was cut off again.

“Were you going to tell Mr Owens about my little fuck session earlier?” Mandy asked completely seriously, still looking Chris in the eye.

Surely Chris had not heard correctly, he turned to Mr Owens and saw the headmaster grinning back at him.

“Nobody likes a snitch Chrissy, no wonder you have no friends.” She continued “And after all I did for you today”

“You locked me in a tiny cupboard and gagged me!” exclaimed Chris “You did nothing for me today”

There was turmoil inside the boys head, Mr Owens didn’t care that girls in his school were having sex on campus? What was going on here?!?

“You ungrateful little shit, you left me to clean up by myself too. Why do people never appreciate me?” wondered Mandy aloud.

Thomas Owens knew all about the school sex club, he had known about it for 3 years now. Who knows how or when it began, but as far as Mr Owens was concerned some heavy flirting with a couple of different senior girls in his office had gotten the secret revealed to him, and he had done all he could for the club since – providing he was supplied with a regular supply of teen girls of course.

“Why would you come in here Darling?” Mr Owens enquired “Why would you want to tell me about what happened? If I were you Darling I would have tried to get in on the club.”

Chris was starting to get control of his emotions now, clearly Mr Owens was in the secret sex club (the pervert). Time to leave, looks like he will never get Mandy back – unless it was worth exposing Mr Owens too?

“Oh wimps like him don’t think like that Tommy” Mandy pointed out.

“Fuck you Mandy” Chris snapped, a knee jerk reaction to being called a wimp.

“You wouldn’t know how to sweetie”

AARRGGHH!! She drove Chris mad, time to leave and fume at home.

“Well I was just going to tell you about lunch sir, but being as you already know I’ll head on home”

“Wait a minute Darling, there are a couple of outstanding issues here. I don’t like your attitude, you should show Miss Howe more respect.” Mr Owens instructed.

Chris was angry, but if he had to apologise to Mandy in order to get out of here and put this day behind him then fine, he would do it.

“Sorry Mandy” he uttered, eyes downcast facing the floor.

“No Chrissy that’s not enough, I don’t want a little boy like you to apologise, you need to learn a lesson. You have been naughty today.”

Chris just looked up at Mr Owens, who was still smirking. He was really starting to tire of being treated like a kid.

“Well I.......” Chris started, before Mandy cut him off again. “Take your trousers off” ordered Mandy.

“What?!” Exclaimed Chris in surprise

“Don’t try to argue Chrissy, you have been rude to me all day, slide your trousers down please”

Mandy just stared at him blankly.

“I’m not going to strip for god sake!”

“Don’t make this harder then it has to be Darling, just do as the lady says and you can be out of here in 5 minutes.” Mr Owens weighed in.

This was ridiculous, Chris took a few steps towards the door only to find Mandy barring is way.

“Look I promise I am not going to tell anyone about this, I only came here to tell Mr Owens, being as he already knows there is no point in me telling anyone else.”

“You do not understand the seriousness of the situation boy, we can’t trust you. The only way we will happily send you home is if you abide to our wishes. Just follow Mandy’s instructions.”

The headmaster was tired of this now, Mandy had told him over the phone the extent she wanted to humiliate this kid, and he could see why. He could be an obnoxious little shit. People had found out about the club before but no one ever revealed its secrets to the outside world. It was easy to keep children quiet when you were the headmaster of their school.

Mr Owens moved up behind Chris and grabbed his arms.

“Hey, what are you doing Sir?” genuine panic was evident in Chris’s voice now, as he struggled to free his arms.

SLAP!

Chris immediately stopped struggling and stood stunned and Mandy slapped him again, how could someone so small hit so hard?

“Now hold still or I will smack your balls again” She stated, and Chris obeyed. His groin had only just stopped hurting from earlier.

Mandy quickly undid Chris’s trousers and unzipped his fly. He now stood there in just his underwear. Mandy giggled as she surveyed Chris’s bare legs. They were so thin and pale, barely a hair to be seen.

Chris was mortified, but what could he do? A much stronger man was holding his arms in place and if he kicked out at Mandy she would probably rip his balls off.

In one smooth stroke Mandy quickly pulled Chris’s underwear down, the 14 year old cried in terror as he felt the cool air conditioning gently blow against his now exposed private area.

“What are you doing?” He cried, as tears developed in the corners of his eyes.

“Hush up now Chrissy and think about the situation. If you do tell anyone about our club it will be your word against ours, and we have a headmaster on our side – no one would ever believe you. From now on you should just do as we say, then you can forget this day ever happened. Ok honey?”

Chris knew he was stuck, these weird people wanted to humiliate him for the sake of it, but why? This can’t be happening, he thought, it just can’t be real.

“I knew you would only have a little dickey, Chrissy, although I have seen smaller. If you ever actually grow up maybe it will turn into a cock.”

Mr Owens hoisted Chris into the air and over to his desk, forcing him to bend over at the waist. The year 10’s narrow backside was now exposed.

Mandy moved in behind Chris, hairbrush in hand. Mr Owens was standing on the other side of his desk, still holding Chris’s arms down. All the poor boy could do was try to bury his face in the hard wood and ignore everything around him.

THWACK!!

Chris screamed out in pain as Mandy dealt her first blow. She needed to hurt this pathetic little wimp.

THWACK!!

Two blows in quick succession caused Chris to moan in agony. He had never been spanked before and couldn’t decide if the pain or humiliation was the worst part.

THWACK!!

A harder blow, or perhaps it just caught him in the same spot. Chris kicked his leg out and immediately Mandy grabbed his balls and squeezed a little.

“Keep still sissy or I will make this much worse for you” she said menacingly.

And so it continued for 5 more minutes, although it felt like 5 hours to Chris. His ass was now very red and very sore.

Mandy and Mr Owens collected their things and walked out, laughing and chatting to each other as they walked away.

Chris Darling stayed motionless for a while in the empty school, trying to come to terms with the ordeal he had just been put through. He slowly gathered himself together and rang his mum, she would probably have been wondering why he wasn’t home yet.