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A Boy at a Girls School | Bobrt | 38

 

Miss Stoller rushes in the door in a huff. She is wearing a blue pant suit with a light blue blouse. Her hair is up in a ponytail, although it is starting to come loose in many places. She appears to be in a rush, as her suit jacket is only buttoned halfway up.

"That bastard couldn't do any filing during the break, so I have to come back to take it with me." she complains out loud.

"Okay, this is what we have to do," you whisper to Joe, "We grab her and push her towards the gymnasium. We can use some of the ropes there to tie her up."

"Good thinking. Say when."

You turn back to the woman, who is now completely turned away from you and headed towards the other hallway.

"When."

You rush down the stairs, not caring too much about stealth. There is nobody around and you feel confident in your ability to subdue her. She turns slightly when she hears the noise, but, by then, you are already on her.

In one quick motion, you grab her around the waist. You lock your arms together and twist your body, falling to the ground with her. You land on your back and quickly lock her legs with yours, preventing her from kicking you.

"What the hell is going on?!?"

"It's simple. You're going to come have some fun with us. The tables are turned, bitch. Grab her legs, Joe."

He quickly comes out and does just that. You move yourself so that she is not on top of you, but you are still holding her arms. In unison, you pick her up as she squirms around unsuccessfully.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"We're going somewhere a little more open and airy," you say, "As for what we're doing, we're dragging your cute little ass somewhere that we can put you to some good use."

"You're going to regret this!"

"That is where you are wrong," Joe answers confidently, showing you a new side.

At last you reach the gym and burst through the doors. Once you turn the lights on, you see that the area is wide open since the bleachers are not pushed out.

You take her to the center of the room and set her down, still holding her tightly.

"Go grab some of the jump ropes," you say to Joe, "Those will hold her for a while."

He gives you a nod and heads to the storage area.

"Just let me go and we'll call it even," Miss Stoller barters with you, "I'll tell the girls to play nicer and let you have some real sex with them occassionally."

"Interesting offer. What about you?"

"Wh-what do you mean? You-you want to have sex with me?"

"We all want what we cannot have," you say in a taunting manner.

Before she can inquire further, Joe returns with a bundle of ropes and quickly places her ankles together. He shows surprising skill in tying her up, as it is done in mere moments.

He catches your look and answers your unspoken question.

"You don't spend so much time around it without picking up a thing or two. Besides, this is practice for when I get my turn with Darcy and her ballbusting friends Julie and Denise."

You give him a slight smile as he moves around to tie her hands up. You hold her in place and put her wrists together. Once she is bound, you get up and stand over her, in an attempt to intimidate her more.

"So," you say, "How does it feel to be the one with no power for a change?"

"I hate it! Just let me go and this will all be forgiven!"

"That was a mistake," Joe says dramatically, "Are you thinking what I am thinking?"

"I think so. I think that this bitch will be less bossy if she is a bit less dressed."

"Great minds think alike."

Miss Stoller gives you a stunned look and cannot muster any words.

You slowly reach down and grab her by her bound wrists and pull her to her feet. Even now, she is still standing in stunned silence. You give Joe a nod.

He takes your hint and begins to unbutton her suit jacket. It is open in a minute and you can see the hint of her real breast size once she is a bit less covered. She is no Pamela Anderson, but they appear to be bigger than your prediction, which was a high A-cup.

He continues by unbuttoning her dress shirt slowly but surely. Each button is precisely picked and undone. When the garment is half-off, you can finally see her bra - a nice little lacy number in powder blue. Her breasts are definitely around a C-cup, assuming that her bra is not tricking your eye.

"See, now why would you hide all this," you ask curiously, "Are you intimidated by all the 19-year old coeds in halter tops? That's a shame."

"I agree," Joe adds, "Of course, we'll make up for that."

As he talks, he completes the unveiling of her torso and reaches for the button on her pants. You reach a hand out to stop him.

"You aren't going to have all the fun now," you say.

He nods and moves to switch places with you. Once he has her arms held tight, you move in front of your new captive.

"Do you want me to continue?" you ask her.

She shakes her head 'no' very vehemently, but, something in her eyes makes you question that a little. Not that you would stop anyhow.

You place your hand on her chest and run it slowly down the front. You linger a bit as you leave her breasts and approach her waist. When you get there, you grab the hem of her pants and give it a little pull. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch her head tilting down towards you, following your every move.

Finally, you grab the button of her pants and pull it out of the loop. Your hands goes to the zipper and give it a light tug, pulling it down all the way. Her blue v-cut panties are now visible and they match her bra nicely.

Just to mess with her more, you remove your hands, only to place them both on her waist a moment later. You grip the side of her pants again and pull them down very, very slowly. Her panties are slowly being revealed, as are her thighs, ass and legs. You know that this must drive her crazy, being stripped by two boys whom she considered to be her slaves.

After a minute, her pants are bunched up at her ankles, the rope being the only thing keeping them on.

"You know Joe," you says, "We're going to have to untie her."

"Why is that?" he asks, somewhat confused.

"Because....we can't get her naked with the ropes on. We will have to strip her completely and then retie her for the next bit of our plan."

Miss Stoller gives you a look of terror, confusion and excitement. You are going to enjoy this soooo much. And, best of all, this is only the beginning.

 

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