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This is just another
example of why I hate being a teacher,? Ms. Thompson said to herself, as she started her car and
pulled out of her driveway. ?Kids these days have no respect for authority as it is. Now they are
going to make me chaperone the Halloween party and require me to wear a stupid costume!? She looked
down at the costume she had picked out. It was a nun?s habit and she carried a teacher?s pointer,
completing the ensemble. ?This should be authoritarian enough to make sure the little devils
continue to respect me!? she thought, as her mouth tightened and pinched together. No one could
have guessed that she was attempting to grin. ?Why do they have to have a Halloween dance anyway? I
know they want to keep the kids in a structured environment where they can?t drink and drive, but
this is supporting a pagan holiday. That?s the problem these days, they need to bring God back into
the classes!? Ms. Thompson had chosen her costume for the religious significance as well. ?It?s a
shame, the only day I could bring religion to school, is Halloween,? she thought, as she fingered
her rosary beads. Katunk! Katunk! Tunk-tunk-tunk-put Ms. Thompson?s Corsica slowed and then pulled
over to the side of the road after making a horrible sound. ?Why tonight of all nights?? she
thought, as she reached for her pocket book. ?Oh no! I was in such a hurry to get dressed in my
costume, I forgot my pocket book!? she exclaimed, hitting the steering wheel. She was afraid to get
out of the car and walk, especially with it being Halloween, but there was not other option. She
did take the precaution and crossed to the other side of the road, so no one would try to pick her
up. A car slowed down, honking the horn as it drove by. ?Need a ride!? they shouted, then burning
rubber as they sped off. ?Well you?re not gonna get nun!? ?Blasted kids!? she swore, as the car
pulled away. ?They could have at least not used a double negative.? A red convertible Mustang
pulled next to the walking nun and a window slid down. ?Hey lady! You need a ride?? a young red
haired girl asked. Ms. Thompson looked in the window at the other occupants. They were all young
girl, she saw with relief. It was much further to school than she originally thought and her feet
were beginning to hurt, so she decided to take a chance. ?Thank heavens!? she exclaimed. ?My car
broke down and I forgot my cellular phone. If you be so kind as to take me as far as Holybrook High
School, I would be ever so grateful,? she said as cheerfully as possible. ?Sure lady, hop in!? she
shouted out the window. ?Tamika, get out and let the lady in the back seat. Show the old lady some
manners,? she asked the girl in the back seat. ?I am not an *old* lady! The nerve of that girl!?
thought the teacher. The back door opened and a young black girl got out of the car. Ms. Thompson
was taken aback by the black girl?s clothes or rather her lack of clothes. She was wearing what
seemed to be the tiniest Catholic school uniform ever made. It was so short that when she got out
of the car, she flashed her tiny white panties to the older woman. ?The clothes these kids wear
today, it just isn?t proper,? Ms. Thompson thought, as she got in the seat. She was startled when
the black girl pushed her beside the blonde girl in the back seat and then got in next to her.
?What on earth is she doing that for?? worried Ms. Thompson, as she was sandwiched between the two
girls. ?Why doesn?t she sit in the front, where she was?? Not only did she think this was a little
strange, but it was also peculiar that all the girls were dressed in the same costume. Even if
tonight was Halloween. ?Maybe, they are actually Catholic school girls,? she reasoned. The driver
looked back at the hitch-hiker and then widened her eyes in shock. ?Ms. Thompson! Is that you?? she
exclaimed. ?Err-yes,? replied Ms. Thompson, while she tried to remember the girl?s name. She looked
familiar, but she just couldn?t place her, after only seeing her briefly. ?You failed me, if that
helps,? added the red-haired girl. ?Tina? Tina Anderson. I?ve missed you at school this year, are
you going to St. Mary?s now?? Ms. Thompson asked. To her dismay all the other girls in the car
began laughing hysterically. The black girl put her arm around the flustered teacher, ?Teach, you a
trip!? she said as she playfully poked her index finger in the older woman?s ribs. Ms. Thompson?s
reaction was immediate, as she jumped away from the finger that goosed her and landed in the
blonde?s lap, who sat to her left. ?Ugh, get off me lady, you?re crushing me with that fat ass!?
the petite blonde shouted. ?Sorry, b-but s-she,? Ms. Thompson replied apologetically, as she looked
over at the black girl, sitting so smugly with a *what who me* look, plastered on her face. The
older woman couldn?t say that she was extremely ticklish; she knew how mean kids could be when they
found a weakness. Instead, she just sheepishly scooted back into the middle again, but Tamika did
notice. ?No, I?m not a student Ms. Thompson, I just play one on TV. Besides, you ended my school
career for me with that F you gave me. No chance of college for me, after that I?m afraid, so I
just found a nice well paying job that I don?t need your little diploma to get,? Tina said in a
superior tone. ?I?m sorry to hear that Tina. You really should try to get your degree, and don?t
blame me, you were the one who didn?t do your assignments.? Ms. Thompson chided the girl. It was a
speech she had given time and time before. Tina put a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. Smoke
began to fill the car, much to the teacher?s dismay. ?What is that curious smell?? thought Ms.
Thompson, smelling the spicy fumes that filled the air. ?Dear God! She wouldn?t have the nerve to
smoke marijuana in front of a teacher, would she?? The teacher coughed and waved her hand in front
of her face. ?Tina, I can?t believe you have the gall to do drugs in front of a me! Put that out,
before I turn you girls in at your school!? she demanded, but to her consternation the girl just
took another drag, ignoring her. However, she began to grow exasperated, when the girls began
laughing at her again. ?You know Ms. Thompson, you really shouldn?t be such a fucking bitch, when
you are at someone else?s mercy,? Tina said, as she began intentionally filling the car with her
second hand smoke. ?Tamika, I don?t think nuns are supposed to wear underwear. Why don?t you see if
she?s in a proper costume?? ?Cough-Wait, wait!? Ms. Thompson frantically, tried to fight off the
black girl, but the blonde next to her grabbed one of her arms and Tamika began to tickle the stern
older woman. She wasn?t stern for much longer. Ms. Thompson, began laughing hysterically and
coughing, while she tried to squirm away. Much to her dismay, the blonde now joined in the ticking.
?No please, please, I can?t breathe!? she gasped, struggling weakly as her habit was pulled over
her head. ?You?re right Tina, this teach ain?t a real nun!? said Tamika, laughing at the squirming
older woman. Tina pulled the Mustang over and parked behind a closed drug store, not wanting to
miss any of the action that was taking place. ?Damn! Look at those granny panties on Ms. Thompson!?
she laughed. ?Come on girls, if she?s gonna dress as a nun, she should do it right!? All three
girls descended on the hapless teacher like a flock of harpies. The teacher struggled against the
girls in a vain attempt to keep her dignity, however soon her habit was pulled over her head and
arms, immobilizing her upper body. ?Eeeee ? eeeee, girls -- girls? the teachers screams were
muffled by the thick fabric. However, her actions were useless, since the girl?s promptly stripped
her of her undergarments. She shivered, as she felt the cold air of the car, chilling her naked sex
and breasts. ?Damn look at her bush Tina! Judging by the amount of overgrowth, I would say the
fields the fields beneath, haven?t seen a plow in quite a long time!? Tina said, followed by more
hysterical laughter from the girls. ?Maybe we should weed that garden?? Tamika said, as she began
to pluck at the dense mat of curly hair. This elicited more squeals and squirming from the hapless
older woman. Ms. Thompson tried to catch her breath, but the hot wool of the nun?s habit kept still
captured her arms and head. She was beginning to feel quite cluster phobic, as she began to panic
for breath. ?Okay girls, leave her alone for a second,? Tina admonished her friends, until they
stopped tormenting the teacher, but still held her firmly trapped in the fabric of her habit. ?You
are not in class anymore teach, out here I?m in charge. So if you want them to stop, I suggest you
act like you have some manners!? scolded her former student. Upon feeling the hands cease their
tickling and pulling out her her pubic hair, the teacher stopped struggling, her sweaty breasts
heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She didn?t even try to squirm away from the hands that
were still placed on very personal places on her body, lest her torment resume. ?That?s a good
girl, now sit your ass up straight, like you have some education! Didn?t your mother ever teach you
to mind? Especially when you are taking advantage of other?s hospitality?? Tina asked. Ms. Thompson
burned with humiliation, hearing her student fuss at her as if she were an ill-mannered child. The
teacher sat back up in the seat properly or at least as good as she could with her arms and head
trapped in her habit. She thought back to when she was a little girl and how her strict mother used
to constantly correct her about how she sat, what she wore, and how she talked. ?What have I done??
she remembered in horror, the last time she had heard Tina?s words. Yes, she was fourteen and her
mother had let her visit, with her cousin and aunt. While they were eating lunch, her cousin was
eating with her mouth open. She had simply corrected her by telling her that animals eat with their
mouths open. After all, It was only what her mother had told her hundreds of times. However, she
didn?t expect everyone?s angry reaction. Her silverware was taken and they expected her to eat with
her fingers. She stubbornly refused and waited patiently for her mother to arrive and straighten
out these unmannered heathens. She never expected her mother?s reaction, when she flew into a rage
after hearing what happened. She soon found herself with her bottom draped over her mother?s lap,
as her mother spanked her bare ass in front of her aunt and her cousin. ?Young lady, if you had
manners you wouldn?t take advantage of your Auntie?s hospitality,? her mother said as she continued
to spank her until she cried in front of her younger cousin. As if that wasn?t humiliating enough
for the misbehaved teenager, she was spanked until she finished the food she refused to eat. Since,
her arms were trapped under her mother?s leg, she had to depend upon her cousin to feed her.
Needless to say, the little brat too full advantage of her situation, by making Barbara eat out of
her fingers. She even *accidently* dropped some on the floor and made eat that too, laughing all
the while that Barbara cried. Her relationship had never been the same with her cousin again. It
was one of the worst experiences of Barbara?s childhood and she didn?t want to repeat the lesson
again. ?So are you gonna behave little girl? ? asked her former student. ?Yes,? came Barbara?s
muffled reply. ?I can?t hear you teach. Spread your legs once for yes or keep them closed for no!?
demanded the petulant redhead. ?If she would just turn the radio down, she could hear me dammit!?
thought the older woman, but she spread legs hesitantly for her former student. She felt the
swollen lips to her sex, stick and then pull apart. ?Dear God! I?m wet! I pray they don?t notice,?
she thought in dismay. ?Ewwww . . . what?s that smell?? Tamika asked, with revulsion. It was
amazing any of the girls could smell at all since the car interior was hazy from the marijuana.
Unbeknownst to Ms. Thompson, as the teenaged girls continued to pass the joint around, they would
press their mouths against the older woman?s habit, and exhale their spent smoke, turning the
inside of the woolen prison into a large bong. ?It smells like the fields are fertile, but the land
just needs to be worked,? said Tina with amusement, as she caught a whiff of the older woman?s
musky scent. The teacher cringed inside, when she heard the question. She prayed her pubic hair
would cover the evidence of her arousal, but suddenly it seemed kind of funny and she began to
giggle. She noticed that she felt kind of fuzzy, in a good sort of way. Somewhere a part of her
knew she should be humiliated that the girls could smell the arousal coming from her sex, but
another part of her could only laugh at how hilarious it was that she was practically naked in
front of three teenage girls. ?Okay teach, if you behave, we will take this nasty old costume off
of you. Hee, hee, you know what they say girl, old habits are hard to break.? Tina said, which for
some reason caused everyone including Ms. Thompson to laugh hysterically. The habit was lifted off
the prim and proper teacher, soon she found herself sitting totally nude in the back seat. ?Damn
look at the size of the melons on the old bag! They are huge!? said Tammy, as her eyes widened in
amazement at the size and firmness of the teacher?s breasts.
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Ms. Thompson, blushed at the
complement and her nipples crinkled in hardness under the young girl?s gaze. ?They gotta be big, to
keep her from falling backward on that big ass!? laughed Tamika, pinching the teacher?s womanly
ass, causing the teacher to jump up and hit her head on the top of the car. ?Oh, my head!? said Ms
Thompson, rubbing the knot that was forming on her head. While she was occupied, she was shocked to
find one of the girls was touching her sex! ?No, no, no,? she said dumbly ,as she tried to pull the
offending hand from her privates. However, the black girl had a handful of her curly fur and
wouldn?t let go. Tamika stroked the older woman?s sex, eliciting a moan from the teacher. ?Damn,
this old bag is leaking all over your seats, Tina. You?re gonna have a big ol? stain here
tomorrow,? she said with a smile. ?Damn you, you old horny bitch!? Tina shouted. ?Girls, do
something to keep her from ruining my seats. As much as I hate to miss out on the fun, we have to
get to that party.? She said, starting the car and pulling off. ?My clothes! My clothes!? Ms.
Thompson pleaded, seeing the headlights of other cars. ?You better keep them cow-tits covered up
teach, instead of trying to rub your puss? suggested Tina. ?I wasn?t . . . ? Ms. Thompson said,
covering her massive melons, trying to hide them behind her small hands. Between the buzz and
Tamika?s questing hand, she was finding it very difficult to concentrate on what was going on, on
what was happening to her. ?I was only trying to . . . ? ?We know what you were trying to do,? said
Tammy, whispering her hot breath into the teacher?s ear. ?It is real nice of you to try to keep
from ruining Tina?s seat, but we will do that for you since your hands seem to be occupied.? The
young blonde?s hand joined Tamika?s dark-skinned one at the older woman?s hairy sex. ?Tina, don?t
bogart that joint sister, pass it back!? Tamika yelled at Tina, who held the joint out between the
two seats. ?Reach up there and get it for me teach, can?t you see I got my hands full,? the dark
girl punctuated her words with a squeeze to the teacher?s clit. Hesitantly, Ms. Thompson let go of
her right breast and took the pro-offered joint from Tina?s hand. ?Go on and put it in my mouth for
me,? encouraged Tamika, as Ms. Thompson?s shaking hand placed the blunt between the dark girl?s
full lips. She couldn?t believe she had been reduced to enabling these girl?s to smoke illegal
drugs. Tamika took a long toke on the joint and to the teacher?s horror, placed her mouth on the
teacher?s and as the Ms. Thompson tried to insist the girl stop, she found her lungs filled full of
the spicy smoke. Her buzz intensified, as they passed the smoke back and forth between them. To her
dismay, she felt the girl exploring her mouth with her tongue, it felt real nice. However, she
didn?t kiss back, but merely passively enjoyed the probing. Tammy looked on with amazement as the
teacher?s eyelids half closed and relaxed under the dark girl?s control. Tamika broke the kiss,
leaving the teacher dazed and leaned back with her mouth still open. ?Here Teach, let Tammy get a
hit of that shit,? she said, as she placed the joint between the teachers parted lips. Ms. Thompson
obediently inhaled deeply, then turned and opened her mouth, as Tammy kissed her and the two passed
the smoke back and forth. The teacher was now moaning under the effects of the joint and the hands
playing with her pussy. ?Damn, I?m seeing stars!? she thought as Tina snapped a picture of her
sharing drugs and engaging in unnatural acts with two girls wearing Catholic uniforms. The teacher
had long since stopped caring about how immoral she was acting, she only knew that it felt
delicious. Ms. Thompson took another hit on the joint, when Tammy placed it in her mouth, then
turned to share with Tamika again. Tamika had other ideas however and teased the teacher, staying
just out reach of her questing mouth. The teacher?s lungs ached for release, she stuck her tongue
out and it danced with Tamika?s. She caught the dark girl?s playful tongue between her lips and
sucked it into her mouth, before exhaling into Tamika?s mouth. ?Ahhhh,? the teacher moaned, as she
felt one of the girls press her finger into the tight passage of her sex. Tamika pulled her mouth
away from Ms. Thompson?s and the older woman opened her mouth so the cigarette could be placed back
in it. ?Uck!? she gagged, when she tasted an unfamiliar taste on the wet finger. To her horror, she
realized it was the finger that had been placed in her sex. ?Tina will be *real mad* if you make a
mess on her back seat, so you are going to have to keep those nasty juices in check Teach!? Tamika
said, laughing at the look of helpless dismay written on the teacher?s face. Tina looked on with
disbelief. She couldn?t believe that they actually had gotten her former prissy teacher naked and
acting like a slut in only a few minutes. . Yes indeed, Ms. Thompson had other things on her
clouded mind right now. Her legs were spread wide, and her feet rested on either side of the front
seats of the car. The girls on either side of her were openly frigging her hairy cunt, while the
other masturbated herself underneath her school girl skirt, then they would switch off after having
the teacher clean the slick juices from their fingers. Ms. Thompson had long since given up on just
whose juices she was trying to keep *in check*. As the car traveled down the road, instead of
shielding her large breasts, Ms. Thompson began to pinch and pull on her large nipples, enjoying
the sensation. Finally, they had arrived at their destination and unnoticed to the teacher, the car
had come to a stop. Ms. Thompson was leaning back in the seat with her eyes closed. Her hips were
thrusting against the dark fingers buried in her sex, while her pink tongue licked the fluids from
the pale hand at her mouth. ?Okay Teach, we are here now. Dear God Ms. Thompson! I don?t think you
want everyone seeing you like that do you?? Tina feigned mock shock at her teacher?s condition.
Suddenly, Ms. Thompson?s blood-shot eyes flew open and shined like brake lights, as she clutched
her breasts in her arms and leaned forward as far as she could. ?No! They can?t see me like this,?
she thought in horror. She turned her head and looked up at the well lit house looming beside the
car. ?Wait a minute, this isn?t the high school,? she stammered. ?Of course not silly,? Tina
patronized the shivering older woman. ?This is the Kappa Phi house. We have to make a quick
pit-stop here first. Come on girls, let?s go!? ?Wait, what about me? You can?t just leave me here .
. . like *this*!? she begged, as her shoulders unhunched just enough to allow Tina to see her large
areoles, just in case the girl didn?t realize that she was naked. ?Don?t be stupid Teach, you are
going in with us,? she said as all the girls filed out of the car, leaving the doors open. ?Please,
my costume, please!? the teacher pleaded, her body frantically rocking back and forth in urgency.
Tina took the robe out from behind her back, showing them to the harried woman. ?Don?t worry about
that, I?ve got it right here.? Ms. Thompson reached her hand out for the costume, yet the young
girl pulled it away. ?Come on out here, I?ll help put it on you.? ?Come on, I?m not going to wait
all day!? Tina tapped her foot impatiently. After checking to make sure the coast was clear, Ms.
Thompson rushed out of the car and huddled beside it. ?Please, hurry,? she urged the young girl,
motioning her to come closer. Slam! The older woman jumped, as she was startled by the sound of a
car door closing. To her horror, she realized it was her car door. ?Get down on your knees, so I
can put this habit on you,? ordered her former student. The teacher got down on her knees, wincing
in pain as the pavement dug into her skin, but happy to be hidden behind the car, safe from curious
eyes. Her buzz had long faded, as she shivered and tried to shield her painfully constricted
nipples in the cold October night. She was dismayed by the fact that Tina didn?t seem to be in a
rush to help her dress. ?Please . . .? she whimpered. ?You know, Ms. Thompson, we have one last
matter to clear up. I think you owe me an apology for the F, I received last year,? the red haired
girl said as she looked down her nose at humbled form of her teacher. Ms. Thompson pleaded, ?I?m
sorry for failing you last year Tina-? ?*Ms. Tina*. I?m *Ms*. Tina from now on.? The red- haired
girl interrupted. She pointed at her dark skinned friend, ?and that is Ms. Tamika,? Then she nodded
at her blonde friend, ?and finally Ms. Tammy.? She looked down quizzically at the woman kneeling on
the pavement. ?I don?t think I?ve ever gotten your full name, Teach.? ?Barbara- Barbara Ann
Thompson. Please T-I mean *Ms.* Tina, I?m sorry for failing you last year. Please let me get
dressed,? begged the whining older woman. ?I?m not sure you mean it,? Tina said critically. ?I?m
begging you Ti- I mean Ms. Tina. I mean it more than I?ve ever meant anything in my entire life!?
sobbed the distraught teacher. The young teenager grinned evilly at the hapless woman. ?Then kiss
my ass Barbara Ann!? ?What?!?? Ms. Thompson said with disbelief. ?You heard the lady,? demanded
Tamika, as she grabbed the older woman by her ear and began to spank her with each syllable.
?Kiss-Her-Ass-Barbara-Ann!? Tina turned around and Ms. Thompson looked up at the cute upturned ass
in front of her face. Quickly, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on the girl?s firm bottom. She
burned inside with humiliation. Tamika spanked her again. ?Does that look like an ass to you girl?
She said ass and you better kiss it!? ?Why me?? wondered the teacher, as she slowly raised the
girl?s skirt up and grimacing, kissed the thin panties covering the young toned bottom. ?Are you
stupid girl? Did your lips touch her ass Barbi? Well, did they?? chastised the dark-skinned girl,
Tamika said, spanking the teacher harder. ?My name isn?t Barbi,? thought the teacher, humiliated by
the young girl?s abuse. Gingerly, she slid her fingers up her former student?s skirt. ?No!?
Corrected Tamika. ?No hands.? The teacher was unable to get to the hem of the panties, so she was
forced to bite the seat, just between the cheeks of Tina?s bum. Crying in shame, the older woman
pulled the young girl?s panties down to her knees. ?God, I can?t believe I am actually doing this!?
she thought, as she slid her head up Tina?s skirt and kissed the smooth cheek of her ass. She could
smell the musky scent of Tina?s arousal. ?She?s getting off on doing this. She?s getting off on
humiliating me this way,? thought the horrified teacher. What was worse, she could feel her own
arousal, as her body began to respond to this treatment. Tears welled up and she began to cry from
the humiliation. Tina could hear the older woman sobbing, while she kept her lips pressed to the
cheek of her ass. ?Okay, I believe you are sorry now,? said Tina, as pulled her panties back up,
and rubbed her bottom against the teacher?s face to wipe away the tears and running makeup. ?I?m
sorry, I really am,? sobbed Barbara. Tina soothed the older woman. ?There, there, raise your arms
up Barbi, so I can put your habit back on.? Barbara raised her arms over her head, just as she had
done for her mother some 30 years before. This caused her large breasts to swell and stick out most
fetchingly. ?Wow, Barbi, you do have some humongous melons!? beamed Tina as she laughed at her
former teacher. ?Shake them for me!? Keeping her arms raised, Barbara shook her shoulders, causing
her large pendulous to sway from side to side. ?Those will be great later on!? Tina said with glee,
as she placed the habit over Barbara?s head. Then much to Barbara?s relief the robe followed,
finally hiding her pale white nakedness. ?Thank heavens,? she sighed with relief. ?Wait, what?s
this?? she thought, feeling her arms strangely confined. She looked down and it seemed the arms of
the robe had somehow gotten tied together. ?Okay, let?s go, we are running late,? said Tina. The
two other girls left them, skipping up to the house, while Tina tugged the reluctant teacher behind
her. ?Tina, I?ve really got to go. You can just take me home. I really don?t want to go anywhere
now,? pleaded the teacher as she struggled to keep up with the redhead. ?Don?t worry Barbi, we
won?t be long,? soothed Tina. She moved next to Barbara and whispered in her ear conspiratively, ?I
need you with me as a babysitter Barbi; Tamika and Tammy are stoned, so while I?m taking care of
business upstairs, I?m leaving you in charge. This is a big responsibility and I will be
very-*very* disappointed if you fail me and let anything happen to those two little girls. Do you
understand Barbara Ann?? ?Yes, Tin-? Barbara said, shrinking away from Tina?s piercing eyes. ?I
mean, Ms. Tina,? she hastily added. ?I wish she wouldn?t speak to me like I?m a child. I watch
thirty kids every period at school, I think I can handle two girls,? thought the older woman.
?Good!? said Tina, opening the massive door and pushing Barbi inside.
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