The Day Before Graduation
The whole school was so excited about Graduation, that for once no one was talking about the stripping wars that had been ongoing for months now. Even Hannah's dreadful humiliation last week, which even made the papers after she had been found by the night watchman, naked and tied, with a vibrating phone inserted up her ass, seemed like ancient history.
No, today was a new day.
Amy stood in front of the mirror rehearsing her speech that she was to deliver to her classmates. It was to be a proud moment for her, sending her and her classmates off into the big bad world. She called in her big sister Rachel to listen to it, who smiled and applauded at the end. Later Jo came round, and the girls tried on their prom dresses and attempted to choose what hairstyle they would have. None of them mentioned Ash or Pam or Hannah.
On the other hand, Amy was all that Ash was thinking off. Same went for Pam, and especially Hannah. Like everyone else, they had spent the last week talking about graduation. But not about the graduation itself. No, they had been deciding how best to get the ultimate revenge on Amy and Jo, and now Rachel too. It is for this reason that the night before graduation finds the three vengeance seeking girls creeping around the school hall backstage. Pam was keeping watch. She knew that Hannah, the more technical of the three, was away somewhere hooking up some electronics. She stood on the stage and looked to the back, where she could see Ash in the control room. Ash pulled a lever and a large rope with a hook on the end slowly lowered and landed next to Pam. Pam grinned and gave the thumbs up to Ash. Their plan was taking shape. Tomorrow was going to be a big day. Suddenly, Pam was jolted from her daydream.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" came a cry from the side of the stage. Pam turned to see Miss Anderson striding towards her. Miss Anderson was the music teacher. She was a real hippy, and usually insisted that her pupils called her Beth. Some teachers hated that, but the head teacher had never told her to stop, because he was madly in love with her. Everyone was. 26, long flowing brown hair, an hourglass figure, and the pertest, perkiest posterior anyone had ever seen. Some of the more jealous female teachers insisted she had once had surgery to lift her butt, but Beth knew it was all natural.
Beth also knew that the sight of Pam on school grounds, outside of school hours, was a sign of trouble. "I said, what are you doing here Pamela?"
Pam shook her head and tried to think of a response. "Uh, nothing Miss."
"What's that behind your back? And don't say 'nothing Miss"'.
Pam looked worried and slowly handed over the bag she had unsuccessfully hidden. Beth peered inside. Her eyes widened. "oh, my, god Pam. And just what were you planning to do with THESE? Is this some sort of revenge?"
Pam just shrugged.
"Hasn't this gone far enough Pam?" Beth said angrily. "If it hadn't been me that found you hanging from the railings that day, I'd make sure you were expelled right this second. As it is, I have to ask you to come with me to see the principle."
Ash had sat watching the drama unfold with interest. She had been waiting, watching Beth's every step. Waiting for her to stand near the rope and hook lying on the floor, the one that Ash had lowered earlier. Ash could see Beth rummaging through the bag, then scolding Pam. She could see Pam shouting something, and then Beth seemed to grab Pam by the ear and pull her along the stage. Beth was wearing a long flowing blue skirt down to her ankles. As she strode across the stage, dragging Pam behind her, she stepped right over the hook. Ash jammed the lever up, and the rope started to raise. Startled by the sudden movement next to her, Beth stopped still and looked at the rope. That was her mistake. She turned to look at the control room to see who else was there. Behind her, the rope raised and hooked into the bottom of the back of her skirt. Beth felt a chill on the back of her legs, but she ignored it, and let go of Pam, still trying to gaze past the spotlights to see who else was present.
Pam watched, heart beating fast. When would the teacher notice her skirt was being raised? It was past her ankles, up to her knees now, in a second her shapely bare thighs would be visible. Still Beth stared at the control room. Who was that? Then she saw her. "Ashley! You get down here right now. You are in so much trouble! You can forget about graduating!" shouted Beth. Ash heard the words, and, smiling to herself, pushed the rope lever a bit harder.
Beth didn't know what happened. In a second, she was in total darkness. Well, a sort of dark blue darkness. Something had a hold of the end of her skirt, and it had flipped it completely up! She reached her hands up to try and fumble with her skirt, to try and unhook it. Before she could, Pam ran and grabbed the end of her long skirt and tied it in a tight knot. She then unhooked Beth. Poor Beth was now standing in front of Pam, her entire top half concealed by the blue skirt, tied tight at the top. There was no way for Beth to escape, it was like a humiliating straight jacket. However, more interesting was the bottom half. Beth Anderson, 26, music teacher, pertest butt in the world, was wearing ballet shoes, and a leopard print thong!
Beth was stumbling around, trying not to move too much in case she fell. She couldn't see, her hands were trapped up above her head, and she was all too aware of her state of undress.
"Woohoo Miss Anderson, that's a sexy little thong you're wearing!"
"Pamela, stop this at once! Let me out of here or else!" demanded the teacher.
By this point, Ash and Hannah appeared. Hannah, smirking, walked behind the bound woman and pushed her forwards. Beth fell to her knees with a squeal. Hannah raised her hand and gave Miss Anderson's tight cheeks a resounding spank. Beth fell forwards onto her stomach. "OW!" she cried.
All three girls had a good look at Beth's bum. It really was perfect. Sometimes Pam, thinking about her own chubby cheeks, had assumed Beth wore some special underwear to make her butt that perky, but now she could see she didn't need to. Pam knelt down and squeezed Beth's butt, kneading the cheeks like dough.
"What are you doing? I'm your teacher! Please! Untie me!" urged Beth. Ash, of course, stood by, recording the whole ordeal. Beth scrabbled around on the stage, trying to get to her feet. Hannah gave her another smack on the bum. Pam grabbed the back of her thong and let it snap back into place. Ash laughed at the predicament. This woman had threatened her! Ash planned on making sure Beth Anderson never threatened anyone again. "Hang her back up" she commanded.
Pam and Hannah lifted Beth and hooked her back up. so that she was almost on tiptoes. Ash held the camera inches from Beth's fabric clad crotch. The thong left little to the imagination, just barely covering her pussy. Pam and Hannah took one end each, and yanked the thong down for Ash's camera. Ash guffawed as she saw the thin landing strip of pubic hair. Beth screamed at this development. Her legs started shaking. And Ash had it all on video. Sexy Miss Anderson, hanging from a hook, skirt up for the world to see. Naked from the waist down, with her skimpy leopard print thong at the knees, her most private lady parts, so well shaved, totally exposed. And the best, her perfect, round little bottom, completely bare, captured forever on film.
Ash picked up Pam's bag and pulled out some thick duct tape. She tied it round Beth's ankles. Then she reached into Beth's skirt and found the clasp, unbuttoning it. Beth slipped out of her skirt and fell back onto her bum, perfectly cushioning her landing. For the first time she saw Ash and Hannah, and the camera in Ash's hands. Beth saw it pointing at her, sitting half naked, and started to cry.
"Listen Miss Anderson - or should I say Beth? You like it when we call you Beth, don't you?" taunted Ash.
"Please…..I'm your teacher" was all Beth could think of to say.
"That's right, you are my teacher. Only now, you have to do what I say. If you do, then this stays between us. You don't tell anyone, we don't tell anyone. It's all good. However, if you don't do exactly as I say, then this video goes viral. And if it does, kiss your career goodbye." threatened Amy.
"Haha, I don't know Ash" giggled Hannah,"they could use the video in anatomy class!"
"But I'm……your……teacher" whimpered Beth.
Ash handed the phone to Hannah. "Film her face"
Still bent on her hands and knees, Beth looked defeated. Tears rolled down her cheeks, smearing her mascara. Ash knelt down beside her.
"You know Miss Anderson, you are my teacher. But some teachers are different from others. And you are the kind of teacher that people want to see come."
Beth looked shocked.
"It's true Beth, we all do. The boys want to see you come. The girls want to see you come. The other teachers want to see you come. I want to see it." Ash put her hand on Beth's shaking white bottom, and slid it down to between her legs. She was surprised to find Beth soaken wet already. She slid her fingers inside.
Hannah held a tight close up on Beth's face. As Ash expertly worked her hand, Beth's expression quickly changed. Ash teased and guided her fingers with vigour, causing Beth to sigh and moan on camera. She bit her lip, she panted, and soon, she came. It was like one of those Hollywood orgasms. After a minute, Beth opened her eyes again to see the camera. Her face turned a deep crimson as shame overtook her. She realised that these three bullies, these teenagers, had just filmed her naked and being fingered by a pupil until she came!
"Remember Miss Anderson - I keep my word. You keep quiet about this, and no one ever sees this video. Well, except me, of course." laughed Ash. Beth nodded her understanding, still trying to reconcile the fact that she had just been absolutely humiliated and yet had just had the best orgasm of her life.
"Okay girls, we'd best be off. After all, it's graduation day tomorrow" The three girls picked up their stuff and snuck back out, leaving Miss Beth Anderson sitting with her bare butt on the cold stage floor. She undid the tape round her ankles and pulled up her thong. Her legs still felt shaky from the explosion in her body.
She wondered what on earth those girls had planned for poor Amy and Jo tomorrow.
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