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story_codes: M/g10, non-cons, anal

story_intro: Five high school girls who have dubbed themselves the "Bitch Brigade" excel at creating trouble at the school. Their latest stunt involves a fifth grader who becomes the unwilling partner of a drunken teacher who mistakens her for a boy.

story_language: English





 

Claridge Academy, part 3

Written by madvlad


Note: See Parts 1 and 2 for some character introductions and the explanation of The Five.

	While Eleven year-old Naomi Chandler was getting her cherry popped in the head-master's office, the five members of the self-styled "Bitch Brigade" met in Marti and Shawna's room. Luann and Tori shared another room and Sue, the group's leader, had a room to herself. For the past few years, Sue had seen to it that any roommate she has was requesting another room in a matter of weeks. This year, the staff had simply made sure she had no roommate.

	"We're going to do something nice for Mr. Hillman," Sue announced, referring to their English teacher who, coincidentally, actually hailed from England. 

	"Why?" asked Shawna. "We never do anything nice for anyone else, especially a damn teacher."

	Sue smirked and nodded to Tori, who was her unofficial second-in-command, to speak.

	"I had heard some rumors about some sort of mysterious scandal in Hillman's past, so I did a little digging on the internet this summer and found some vague information on him in England. Then I asked one of the computer guys in the security group of my dad's company - the guy's a weirdo and has a crush on me - to do more digging."

	"Go on," asked Luann, eagerly leaning forward.

	"It seems that Hillman has a thing for buggering little boys. It got him fired from a boy's school near Yorkshire. They couldn't prosecute him for it because none of the victim's families wanted their kids to have to go to court, so he walked away. It wasn't long before he got a job here. Another country, a school with no girls, and he probably had some connections."

	"O.K.," said Shawna. "So why do we want to be nice a pedo fag?"

	"For blackmail," Sue answered. "Unless you like writing twenty page essays for him."

	"That makes no sense," Marti chimed in.

	"Hear me out," said Sue. "Remember how we always saw him coming back to campus drunk every Thursday night last year? Well, he did it again last week, so we're going to set him up with a 'date' tomorrow. We catch him in the act on video and, presto, we coast to an 'A' in English for the rest of the year."

	"Sounds good," said Luann. "But who's the date? It's not like there are any boys around here we can use."

	"His victims were between the ages of eight and eleven," replied Tori. "From the rear, any kid that age is going to look the same, so we've selected a ten year-old volunteer."

	"Shit!" said Marti. "You got someone to volunteer?"

	"Yeah, but she doesn't know it yet," said Tori. "Kathy Stepnowski. She's in the fifth grade."

	"Hell, Tori," said Shawna. "Why not your sister, Beth? That would be a fucking blast!"

	"I know, but she's got long hair. Kathy's is short. If we slick it down with some gel, have her tied face down over a table or desk, Hillman will see that cute little ass in the air when he gets back to his cottage and should go for broke."

	"Maybe Hillman likes them really little and we could use Sue's little sister, Meagan," Marti laughed. "Her hair's kind of short."

	"I thought about it," growled Sue. "But a regular ass-fucking is too good for the little bitch. She needs to be gang-raped."

	"Jesus, Sue!" Luann exclaimed. "When did she shit on your breakfast?"

	"She exists. Fuck! I'll I hear is 'oh, Meagan's so cute; she's so sweet, blah, blah, blah'. And she's a walking reminder that my parents are still fucking each other."

	"Ewww!" opined Shawna.

	"Anyway," Sue continued. "We'll grab Kathy tomorrow evening after lights out, take her to Hillman's cottage, and get her tied and gagged. Tori and I found a window at his place with a bad lock. One of us can get in through the window and let everyone else in through the front door. After everything is set, I'll stay behind and hide with a video camera. On Friday morning, we'll leave him a copy on his desk with a note telling him what we want."

	"I've got a couple of questions about the details," Luann said. 

	"Save them for tomorrow," replied Sue. "Tori and I will go over everything in the afternoon."

	As the meeting broke up, Marti tapped Sue on the shoulder.

	"Hey, about your little sister," she said. "Are you serious?"

	"I'd like to see the little twerp suffer, yeah. I don't care how."

	"What about our friends at the Brimstone Club? Maybe they could help."

	Last year, the five girls had tried to get into a nightclub using fake ID's. They were thrown out, but met some men in their thirties and forties who immediately pegged them as being teenagers. They offered to take them to a private party at their club, the Brimstone. When the men learned that the teens were from the prestigious boarding school, they were really turned on.

	The night was incredible for everyone. The girls had plenty to drink and had plenty of sex - from real men instead of the occasional local, pimply, teenaged boy they could find. The men, whom the girls later figured to be involved in organized crime, loved the idea of fucking some rich pieces of jailbait. 

	The five girls had to sneak back onto the academy grounds in the morning before their absence would be discovered. But this school year, all five had permission letters from their parents to spend the weekends away from the school. (All of their parents had been led to believe that one of the other girls lived nearby and that their daughters would be staying there.)

	Sue thought about what Marti said. The girls were going to the Brimstone Club this Saturday for the day since the guys had to be out of town that night. Maybe they wanted something even more illegal. Or maybe make some kiddie porn; that would be a thrill to see her baby sister's degradation spread all over the world. She nodded to her friend. 

	"I'll call Garrett," she said, referring to the man who acted like the boss. "This could be real damn fun."

	The next evening, the five girls donned ski masks and quietly slipped into the wing of the dorm where Kathy's room was. They had come up with several contingency plans on how to get the girl out of her room without waking her roommate. But their plans went unused as they nearly ran into the ten year-old as she was exiting the bathroom at the end of the hall. 

	Shawna clamped a hand over the youngster's mouth and warned her to be quiet or else she would get hurt. By the time they got her out of the dormitory building, Kathy had looked at all of them and blurted "I know you - you're the mean girls in the eleventh grade."

	The group abruptly stopped and Marti ripped her mask off.

	"Shit! How did you know?"

	Kathy gave her a cross look.

	"There's five of you and this sounds like something you'd do. I'm going back to my room."

	She turned and started to walk away before Sue grabbed her wrist and gave it a hard twist, stopping the younger girl in her tracks.

	"Since you know who we are, you know we'll fucking hurt you," Sue growled. "And you'll go where we tell you to go."

	Kathy's bravado vanished as she knew she was outnumbered and outsized. Sullenly, she walked with the other girls until they reached one of the small cottages on the school grounds that served as homes for the faculty.

	"This is Mr. Hillman's house," Tori told her. "We're going to introduce you to him when he gets back tonight."

	Then Tori jimmied open the window she had found before and climbed inside. Moments later, the front door opened and she let the others in. The door led directly into the living room.

	"Get your clothes off, kid," Luann said to Kathy.

	"What?" the fifth grader exclaimed.

	Shawna flicked a small knife open in front of Kathy's nose.

	"Do you want us to repeat what she just said?" she asked in a disturbingly mild tone.

	Kathy immediately removed her pajamas.

	"Panties, too," Shawna said.

	Kathy's eye began to tear up as she slipped off her panties and stood nude before the older girl. She covered her pussy with one hand in some attempt to preserve her modesty.

	"Don't worry, Kathy," Marti said. "Hillman isn't interested in your pussy."

	The older girls laughed as Kathy became more confused and frightened. Tori came back into the room.

	"I checked out the furniture in the kitchen and bedroom - I think the kitchen table will be best."

	Luann took Kathy's arm and brought her to the kitchen. They made the scared little girl lie face down on it with her legs dangling over the edge. Her legs were spread with the ankles tied to the table legs on that side while each wrist was tied with a rope that went ran over to the edge of the table and was secured to another leg. This arrangement left the girl's body in the shape of an X bent ninety degrees at the middle.

	Tori opened a tube of hair gel and smeared it into Kathy's hair. Then she combed the hair down so it looked more boyish. When she was done, she backed away and bowed theatrically to Sue. Sue came to the table and swiftly strapped a ball gag into Kathy's mouth. 

	"Cool," said Marti. "When did you get that?"

	"Last Christmas," Sue joked. "I told Santa I was a very naughty girl and he brought me this." She looked done at Kathy and asked, "How does that feel?"

	"Mmmggghh! Mff!" 

	Sue looked at the others as her face lit up.

	"Did you hear that? She loves it!"

	Tori shooed them out of the kitchen and turned off the lights. She turned a lamp on in the living room that cast enough glow into the kitchen to dimly reveal Kathy trussed up on the table. 

	"Perfect," she said. "Sue, if you have the video camera in the hall on the other side of the kitchen, you should get all the footage you need."

	"Okay. You guys go. I'll call you when it's done."

	When the other left, Sue put on a latex glove and took out a tube of KY Jelly from her purse. She walked behind Kathy as the other girl tired to turn her head to see what was happening. 

	"Time to get your ass greased, girl, because it'll be party time before you know it."

	Shortly after midnight, Hillman staggered to his door and noticed an envelope taped to it. He took it down, unlocked the door, and stepped unsteadily inside. He walked over to the lamp that Tori had left on and read the note inside the envelope.

	"Dear Mr. Hillman,

	Please accept this gift which we've left in your kitchen as a token of our appreciation for your excellence in teaching."

	The note was unsigned. In his inebriated state, Hillman didn't stop to consider that his house had been broken into. He looked into the kitchen and stared at the vision that greeted him. A young child was tied to his table with its rump facing him. He walked into the kitchen and flicked the switch for the overhead light, but it didn't come on (courtesy of Sue removing the bulb). But there was still enough light to see the slim, hairless form stretched on the table. 

	Hillman caressed the smooth round buttocks and pulled them apart to reveal the small puckered hole that glistened in the dim light. His cock strained at the zipper in his pants.

	"Well, my boy. It seems you're ready for some good old fashioned loving in the Greek manner," he muttered.

	"Mmff?" Kathy tried to reply.

	"No need to worry, now. I'll do all of the work here," the drunken teacher said to her.

	In the hall, Sue gawked as she saw Hillman pull out his thick tool through the view screen on her video camera. Damn, that would be a fun ride, she thought.

	Hillman positioned himself behind Kathy and gripped her slender waist as he aligned the bulbous head of his prick against her tight rear entrance. Kathy shook her head frantically as she felt the hot flesh begin to press into her asshole.

	"Gmph! Mmmf!"

	Hillman patted the side of one silky ass cheek.

	"Patience, young man. All in good time. I must say, you have quite a lovely little arse. Better perhaps, than any I've had before with maybe the exception of that young lad in Leicester."

	Hillman swayed slightly and regained his balance.

	"I don't know what school you go to, boy, but do they teach you Shakespeare?"

	"Mmmgg."

	"Well then, we shall turn to Henry V, Act Three, Scene One. 'Once more unto the breach, dear friends; once more.'"

	And with that, Hillman heaved himself against his captive partner. Kathy screamed into her gag as the teacher's thick cock bored its way through her virgin anus. The jelly-coated interior of her passage allowed Hillman an easier time working his way into the tight flesh. He sighed in content once he was in as far as he could go. The heat of the ten year-old's slick, clenching rectum seemed to invigorate his prick. 

	He began to fuck the little girl's ass in earnest. Her little buttocks made a satisfying slap at the end of each of his forward strokes. The young flesh seemed to grab at his cock as it rammed in an out of Kathy's tender anus. Gradually, the girl's cries petered out to helpless moans and the occasional grunt as he gave her a more forceful thrust. 

	Several time, he stopped as he felt the pressure rising in his balls. It had been so long since he had a boy that he wanted to prolong the pleasure has much as possible. Ten minutes passed; and then another ten. Kathy's backside was stretched to the limit inside and still the teacher plowed on. After yet another ten minutes, he stopped again to regain some control and then applied even more force to get to his climax.

	"Mmmuggg. Mmmuggg," the young girl grunted with each inward jam of the teacher's prick. 

	She felt something happening to the invading organ inside her and then something scalding and wet exploded inside her rectum. 

	"Mmmgguuuuu," she moaned in disgust and humiliation as she felt her invaded passage fill with thick goo. 

	"Ahhhh, there's a good lad," Hillman crooned as he pumped the last of his jism inside the little girl. 

	He waited a few minutes before he withdrew and then blearily considered the stretched and reddened pucker between those beautiful, tight round globes of the childish ass. 

	"I daresay that you were a first-timer back there," he said, patting Kathy's buttocks affectionately. "Well done. Well done."

	He staggered to his bedroom with his cock dangling out of his pants and collapsed facedown on his bed. Sue had ducked out of the hall just before he entered it and the deep snoring from the bedroom told her that she was free to move again. Pulling out her cell phone, she called Tori.

	By the time Sue had reinstalled the bulb in the kitchen light fixture, the other four had arrived. 

	"Damn!" Tori exclaimed when she saw Kathy's abused anus. "Did he lay into you with a baseball bat or something?" 

	Kathy was untied and helped back into her pajamas by Shawna and Luann. Sue had told them to leave the girl's panties off. When all evidence of their having been in the house was removed, including the note, Sue asked them to wait one more minute. Taking Kathy's panties, she crept into Hillman's bedroom and stuffed the little girl's underwear in the bottom of one of Hillman's dresser drawers. 

	The other snickered when she told them what she had done. 

	"That should freak him out," said Marti.

	"The video looks good," Tori observed as she played it back on the camera. "The color is not great because of the night setting we used, but the clarity is excellent. So, Kathy, if you decide to tell, not only are we going to beat the shit of you, but this video will be shown all over the place. "We'll call it 'Little Kathy and the Poop Chute Bandit'."

	The little girl sniffled and hung her head while the others giggled. 

	They brought Kathy back to her dorm building before going back to their rooms. Sue burned a copy of the video and left it with the blackmail note on Hillman's desk in his classroom.

	In the early hours of the morning, Sue was completely unaware of the shadowy figure that crept into her room and switched her copy of the video with the same movie he had also left on Hillman's desk in place for the blackmail disc. When his tasks complete, he called and reported that everything was done. The Five complimented him on his expediency.

	Hillman awoke the next morning in a state of confusion. His cottage was just as it always was and yet his dream of the night before had seemed so real. An examination of the skin on his prick confirmed that he had certainly had some pleasure, but there was no sign of the boy and the kitchen light was now working. Vowing for the countless time to curtail his drinking, he went to soak in the shower. 

	With his hangover demanding that he skip breakfast, he went straight to his classroom where he found the note and the disc on his desk. Frowning after he read the note, he placed the DVD into his laptop computer and began to watch.

	The five teens snickered in the dining hall as they watched Kathy walk very slowly and carefully to her table. The little girl's face was quite pale and she flinched as she gingerly sat down. 

	They had English for their first class of the day. As the period ended, Hillman asked the quintet to stay a moment. 

	"I take it that you were behind this?" he asked, waving the disc and note.

	"Yes," said Sue with a triumphant grin.

	"I see," he said, scratching one ear. "But I'm not sure what leverage this movie provides you over me, aside wasting my time with absolute cinematic shlock."

	He put the disc in his computer and played it. The girls looked at each other in confusion as the opening credits rolled for 'Surf Nazis Must Die', a tenth-rate film from the 1980's. 

	"Now I don't know what you were planning," he said reprovingly. "But by the looks on your faces, your scheme has gone awry. Therefore, I think some extra work is required to keep your devious little minds occupied. By next Wednesday, you will each submit a twenty, no, a thirty page essay on why Hollywood insists on producing such drivel instead of the more enlightened works of The Bard, Ibsen, and Chekhov. And please don't insult me by copying each other's work. You are dismissed."

	"What the fuck?" Luann shouted as they reached the hallway, drawing stares from other students. "What did you do, Sue?"

	"I've never seen that movie before in my life," Sue retorted. "And keep your damned voice down. I'm going to make another copy of that disc right now and shove it up his hairy ass."

	"We'll be late for math," Marti warned the others.

	They stopped and stared at her.

	"Uh, never mind," she said meekly.

	They got to Sue's room, checked the DVD in the video camera, and played it. 

	"'Surf Nazis Must Die'." Sue muttered as the same movie began again. 

	"How did this happen?" Tori asked. "I mean, who knew. That little twerp couldn't have done it - she could barely move at breakfast."

	"I don't know, but we had better watch our asses," Sue warned the other others.

	"Thirty fuck pages," Shawna moaned as she slumped back on Sue's bed. "God, I hate essays."

	"At least we have tomorrow at the Brimstone Club," Tori reminded the group.

	"Yeah, but they guys are going out of town in the evening," Marti complained. "The rest of the weekend is going to suck."

	"One good thing, though," Sue announced. "I called Garrett yesterday and Meagan has a date with them tomorrow."

	



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