[ENF] Jenna's Field Trip to the Museum - Part 1

[Helmhood]

Jenna’s Field Trip to the Museum

helmhood2

You are called in to help supervise a field trip for the local high school students to the museum. Even though you are not a teacher there, the administration is familiar with your substitute work, and they are a little short-handed.

"Will you be able to help us out, Miss Burlinski?" the assistant principal asks you over the telephone.

daring_burlinski

"Absolutely, ma'am. I would love to help." I accept and work out the details with the assistant principal

helmhood2

She tells you that you will be taking a group of sophomores, sixteen-year-old boys and girls. While you should dress nicely for the trip, it is somewhat of a casual event. She tells you to arrive at the school in the morning.

daring_burlinski

I thank her and go to pick out my outfit for the morning. I decide on a nice blue skirt and white blouse along with some sensible white cotton underwear and some comfy shoes.

helmhood2

They need you to report to the Main Office first, since you are not full time staff. Then you will meet up with some of the other teachers and the class in the school cafeteria.

daring_burlinski

I drive to school the next morning, having gotten up and dressed early. I didn't want to be late. I park my car and head straight to the main office.

helmhood2

When you arrive, one of the secretaries at the office gives you some papers to sign.

"You look nice today," she tells you. "What was your full name again? Please sign the bottom of these forms. They indicate that you are taking responsibility for looking after the youngsters."

daring_burlinski

"Thanks, my name is Jenna Burlinski" I reply as I fill out the forms.

helmhood2

As you are leaning over the counter in the Main Office, a student walks past you. You hear a boy’s voice say softly, "Nice bottom."

Meanwhile the older secretary only tells you, "Now I hope those students will behave for you. They can be a handful sometimes."

daring_burlinski

"I’m sure they are good kids and won’t cause any trouble. You have to have faith in the young sometimes."

helmhood2

She smiles at you politely, but then notices the young man behind you. Looking past you, she scolds him, "Kevin, are you staring at Miss Burlinski? Go, run along to class!"

The secretary then takes the papers from you.

daring_burlinski

I blush at the boy’s attention. "Is that everything ma'am?"

helmhood2

"Yes, you can go down to the cafeteria to join up with the class," she says.

However, before you can leave, the Assistant Principal steps out of a side office. "Jenna, good, I'm glad you were able to make it on time. Now I am counting on you to be able to handle these students."

daring_burlinski

"Yes ma'am, I promise to do my best" I reassure her as I turn to head to the cafeteria.

helmhood2

Upon entering the cafeteria, you see quite a large gathering of boys and girls, teenage high school students. It is a combined class. There are three other teachers here, but they actually look down on you. For one thing, you are not a professionally licensed teacher like they are. Also, these women are older, and perhaps envious of your looks and the attention you are likely to get, especially from the young men in the group.

In fact, one sixteen-year-old guy makes a motion with his hands as you walk by, showing his friends your curvy figure.

daring_burlinski

I walk over to the women and try to be polite. "Hello ladies, are you excited for the field trip?"

helmhood2

The three teachers exchange glances and then look back at you. One woman, with curly red hair says, "Excited? Honey, this is likely going to be one big headache. At least they were able to get you to help out, so you can take one quarter of the group."

Another woman looks you up and down and asks, "That's what you decided to wear to the museum?"

daring_burlinski

I look down at my outfit and then compare it to their clothes. "I was told to dress nice. What did I do wrong?"

helmhood2

The other teachers, usually dressed neatly for the school day, are in more casual shorts and jeans and sneakers.
But the woman shakes her head as the others laugh, and says, "Nothing, honey. I'm sure the students will respect you. Now listen, we are going to the Art Museum downtown. We have two buses outside. But if you want, you can take a group of students in your own car and meet us there."

daring_burlinski

Deciding I didn't want to spend any extra time with these mean women, I agree to take a group of students in my car. "Who am I taking? I can seat 4 or 5 maybe."

helmhood2

The red-headed woman nods and points to a group near the back wall. "You will be working with those fifteen students over there. But go over and introduce yourself, and find four of them to ride with you in your car. The rest will take the bus until we get to the museum."

daring_burlinski

I nod and approach the group. "Hello, everyone. I am Jenna Burlinski, call me Miss Burlinski, and I will be supervising you today. Now I am going to head over to the museum early in my own car and need 5 volunteers to ride with me.
Anyone interested in getting a quick start on the day?"

helmhood2

The group of young men and women look at you with blank stares for a moment. These seem like the students who are the least interested in the field trip. It's no wonder the teachers dumped you with this group. One girl snaps her bubble gum as the others eye you up and down.

Then, one of the boys stands up and says, "I'd like to ride with you."

daring_burlinski

"Great! And what’s your name?"

helmhood2:

"My name's Tim," he says after a moment.

Next to him, another guy stands up and tells you he will go along. Finally two girls, one with blonde hair and one with black hair, offer to take the remaining spots.

"So, can we call you Jenna?" the second boy asks, starting to walk near you.

daring_burlinski

"Um, I don't think that is very appropriate. As long as I'm in charge you should call me Miss Burlinski. Alright?"

helmhood2

The four students giggle. As they close in around you, the teenage boys are taller than you. They don't answer, but
simply start to move forward.

Someone from the remaining group calls out, "What are we supposed to do? Take the bus with the rest of the class?"

daring_burlinski

"Yes, we will all meet at the front entrance when the busses arrive. Alright? Everyone coming with me, let's go!" I turn and lead the students to my car, through the school.

helmhood2

As you walk out of the cafeteria and into the hallway, one of the boys, Tim, boldly puts his hand on the bottom of your skirt. The two girls move slightly ahead of you.

daring_burlinski

I turn too, moving away from Tim. "Now young man, please don't do that. It is very inappropriate."

helmhood2

"Speaking of appropriate," one of the girls says, looking back at you, "Why did you pick out those clothes? Don't you have anything cooler? It will be embarrassing to be seen with you."

daring_burlinski

I again look at my outfit. "I don't understand what’s wrong with my outfit?"

helmhood2

As the five of you pass through the exit of the building, you walk out into a nice sunny day. The girl continues, "It's an alright skirt and blouse. But we thought you might have something young and hip. You know, since you're not a real teacher."

Meanwhile, Tim's friend playfully flips up the back of your blue skirt.

daring_burlinski

"I may not be a real teacher, but I need to dress like one since I'm in charge" I say as I defend the hem of my skirt from the boy, glaring at him.

helmhood2

Under her breath, the blonde girl says, "Oh, we will see who is in charge."

They get you your car by following you, and the two boys hop into the back seat, along with the other girl. The blonde young lady opens the door to climb into the passenger seat so she can sit next to you.

daring_burlinski

"Everyone buckle up, please."

helmhood2

Tim's friend in the back gets a mischievous look in his eye and he leans forward. "Is it important to you that we buckle up, Miss Burlinski?"

And the girl in the back seat catches on, adding, "Yeah, so like maybe you won't get a ticket?"

Tim, sitting directly behind you, then says, "Maybe we will buckle up, only if you do something first, Miss Burlinski."

daring_burlinski

I turn in my seat. "We don't have time for this, I just don’t want you all getting hurt, and I do already have a lot of tickets..." I say as my voice trails off.

[Helmhood]

helmhood2

The students laugh and tease you saying, "Sounds like Miss Burlinski isn't a good driver."

And the blonde girl next to you says, "You must really have to pay attention, don't you. You really need to buckle your seat belt, right Jenna?"

daring_burlinski

"Yes, I do, and it’s Miss Burlinski" I say, almost whiny at the end as I buckle up.

helmhood2

The boy in the back seat looks at his friends and grins. "Miss Burlisnki... maybe that seatbelt should be all you are wearing."

daring_burlinski

I am astonished at the young man's cockiness, saying such a thing to a grown woman. "I'm going to pretend I didn’t hear that"

helmhood2

The blonde girl in the front passenger seat turns to face you, but she decides to let it go. "All right, you should probably get us to the museum, or you will be late. Then you will really get in trouble!"

The other students laugh at the idea of you being yelled at by other teachers and even the assistant principal.

daring_burlinski

I put the car in drive and head out.

helmhood2

After a few minutes of driving on the highway, the students in the back continue their teasing. Tim asks you, "What kind of underwear to you have on today?"

daring_burlinski

"Tim, you shouldn’t ask such crude questions. It’s none of your business what color my panties are."

helmhood2

Tim's friend laughs, "Ha ha... she said panties!"

And the girl next to you leans over to take a look at your legs. "Well at least you thought to put on comfortable shoes for walking," she says. "Do you have socks on, Miss Burlinski?"

daring_burlinski

"Um, no, I guess I forgot socks."

helmhood2

"Interesting," the girl says, rubbing her chin as she sits back. "So if you took of those shoes, you would be completely barefoot."

daring_burlinski

"Of course, since I don’t have anything else on my feet."

helmhood2

The girl lets her teasing fingers wander to the hem of your blue skirt. "Yes, your legs would be very bare."

In the back seat, Tim's friend tries to lean forward enough to have a look.

daring_burlinski

I have to keep both hands on the wheel, but I ask the girl "What are you doing?"

helmhood2

She plays with the fabric between her fingers a little, but then pulls her hand back. "Why so tense?" she grins at you. "Did you think I was going to try and take it off?"

The other girl, the one with black hair, then whispers something into Tim's ear.

The young man sits forward and suddenly asks, "Miss Burlinski, are you shaved?"

daring_burlinski

"Tim! That is not for you to know!"

helmhood2

This gets the other students laughing again, and they enjoy the remainder of the ride to the museum. It seems like they just wanted to get you riled up. Before long, the museum looms up ahead, and the entrance to the parking lot.

daring_burlinski

Their efforts to get me flustered worked. I am completely red-faced as we pull into the parking lot.

helmhood2

As you stop the car and turn off the engine, the four students waste no time piling out of your car. On the other end of the parking lot, the first of two school buses is just starting to pull in.

daring_burlinski

I too get out of the car and follow the students over to the buses.

helmhood2

As they walk beside you, the blonde girl notices you are blushing and asks, "What's the matter, Miss Burlinski?"

Tim, walking ahead on the other side, glances back and comments, "I think she's overheated."

daring_burlinski

"No, It’s just...oh, never mind!" I am too embarrassed to tell them how flustered I am from their questions.

helmhood2

Now the other school buses begin unloading. Out of them come dozens of teenagers, along with the three teachers. The first thing they do is tell the group of eleven additional boys and girls to join you and the others. These students make their way around you. Seeing their friends and classmates, they grin as if looking forward to some fun.

daring_burlinski

I gather them up and go through the rules the museum has.

helmhood2

However, as you are talking about not bringing in any food, and the need to be quiet and not touch anything, you are interrupted by the red headed Teacher.

She calls out, "Jenna, we are dividing up to cover more ground. I want you to start by taking your group to the European Painting and Sculptures section."

daring_burlinski

"Yes ma'am, will do" I reply. I turn to the kids and finish the rules before heading into the museum.

helmhood2

The students listen with bored expressions. Some of them are chatting and not paying attention. There are fifteen all together.

"Can we just get going?" One boy complains. Another, next to him, says, "I want to watch her bottom wiggle when she walks."

daring_burlinski

I decide to ignore this most recent comment and tell them, "Fine, let’s just go!"

helmhood2

The wide marble steps lead up to the museum. Some of the rest of the class with the other teachers have entered. You pass through the doors, with students clinging to your left and right, and a lot of the boys walking behind you.
The blonde girl who was in your car asks, "Where are we going first, Jenna?"

daring_burlinski

"To the European paintings section, which should be this way." I take a turn, following the posted signs.

helmhood2

The students trail after you and around you, more or less in the same direction. Some are chatting, earning glances of disapproval from some of the museum staff who you pass. You then enter a gallery with waxed hardwood floors, and pedestals with sculpted statues, and paintings on the walls.
The blonde girl finds some graceful sculpted female nudes, and says, "These are impressive, aren't they."

daring_burlinski

"Yes, they are quite stunning" I reply, gazing at the nude figures.

helmhood2

As the class wanders around the gallery, checking out the various items on display, the teenage girl turns to you. "Miss Burlinski, I bet you could have been like one of these statues. Why don't you demonstrate for us what it was like to pose for an artist or sculptor back then."

daring_burlinski

Having let my guard down slightly, I decide to indulge them a little. I strike a pose similar to the statue and ask "How’s this?"

helmhood2

Now the students who had been milling about, slowly turn their eyes toward you in the middle of the gallery. They are curious to see what on earth you are doing. Some even giggle. Tim has shuffled over, hearing his friend talk to you.

The blonde girl says, "Not bad, Miss Burliniski."

But Tim is quick to comment, "Uh, these statues are not wearing clothes."

daring_burlinski

"Well I can’t exactly be naked in the middle of a museum, now can I" But even as I said this, the image flashed through my mind and I blushed again.

helmhood2

The young lady smiles, and shrugs her shoulders, almost as if to say, why not? Other students from your group are also beginning to move closer.

Tim then reaches out a hand, hovering a finger near the marble statue. "What was that rule about touching items in the museum?" he asks you. "Wouldn’t want something to happen... you could get in a lot of trouble."

daring_burlinski

"Tim, get away from that now!"

helmhood2

Tim playfully moves around the statue, keeping his hands close, but not touching.

Behind you, the blonde girl says, “Take off your shoes, Miss Burlinski."

daring_burlinski

"What… why would I do that?"

helmhood2

She looks you in your brown eyes and says, "I think if you remove your shoes, Tim won't touch the statue." And across from her, the teenage boy nods.

daring_burlinski

I realize that Tim could seriously damage this priceless piece of art work if I don’t stop him, but I'd never make it to him in time. I have only one choice...

"You promise, as long as I take my shoes off, you'll stop?" I ask as I bend to remove my shoes.

[Helmhood]

helmhood2

"Sure thing, Jenna," he laughs.

One of the other boys behind you points, and calls over his friend.

daring_burlinski

I finish removing my shoes and pick them up. "There, now stop please."

helmhood2

You feel the cool waxed floor beneath your toes. For the moment, Tim lifts his hands away. The rest of the students start to circle around you.

Then suddenly, a young man who works for the museum comes through one of the doorways. He glances over at your group, surrounding you, and asks, “Is everything all right, Miss?"

daring_burlinski

"Oh, uh, yes. We were just discussing... this statue here."

helmhood2

The man nods his head, and proceeds to move our through the opposite doorway. You are once more alone in the gallery with just the fifteen high school students.

With them still watching you, the blonde girl inches close and says, "Now, how about posing... exactly like that statue!"

daring_burlinski

"I already told you I can’t. I would get in so much trouble, and it would be humiliating!"

helmhood2

Tim eyes a sculpted bust nearby, the marble head of a famous person, and he calls to one of his classmates, "Hey... let me toss this to you, try to catch it!"

daring_burlinski

I realize that my pride will have to be given in exchange for the students’ behavior. "Ok, I’ll do it, just don’t break anything! These things are priceless.

helmhood2

The boy, who was truly about to pick up the sculpture, looks at you in surprise.

Sensing your vulnerability, the teenage girl says, "Better lose that skirt, Miss Burlisnki. I'm sure it won't break into a million pieces if it falls to the floor."

daring_burlinski

I close my eyes and pretend I am just changing in my room. My hands slowly move to the buttons and zipper of the skirt. I undo them and the skirt easily falls to the ground.

helmhood2

This gives the high school students a chance to check out your shapely bare legs. One of the boys remarks, "She has nicer legs than our teacher."

While some of the girls giggle, the blonde next to you says, "Step out of the skirt."

daring_burlinski

I take a step forward, parting me from skirt.

helmhood2

With these young men and women surrounding you, the whole group watches. In between soft laughter, there also seems to be a breathless excitement from some.
You hear a student behind you talking to his friend, "Is she going to take off everything?"

daring_burlinski

I look to Tim and the blonde for their answer.

helmhood2

Tim lifts his head, sharing a glance with the blonde girl, and then the teenager says, "Miss Burlinski, I'd like you to show us the paintings over on that wall." And he points to the other end of the gallery.

daring_burlinski

I lower my hands and try to pull my blouse down to cover as much as possible as I walk to the painting. I turn to face the wall and have to bend over slightly so I can read the information on the wall out loud.

helmhood2

It is a Renaissance painting, and it is in the style that uses voluptuous women as the subject of the art. As the students line up behind you, they look at the painting, and then at you, barefoot and with your blouse covering your panties.

Then the blonde girl tells you, "Show us your bottom, Miss Burlinski... so we can compare."
daring_burlinski

I sigh and slowly raise my blouse up to reveal my bottom to the students.

helmhood2

There is a titter of giggles from the group assembled behind you.

One girl teases, "Nice cotton panties! I wonder where she got them!"

While there is more laughter, Tim speaks to you saying, "No, Jenna, I think she meant your bare bottom. Take them off."

daring_burlinski

"Take my panties off...do I have to? And it’s Miss Burlinski!"

helmhood2:

"Sorry, Miss Burlinski," the boy answers with sarcasm, but moves over to put his hand near the painting. It looks like he is about to run his fingers down the old canvas. "Unless, you would rather take off your blouse."

daring_burlinski

"No, no, I’ll lower my panties...ugh" I lower my hands and pull my panties down util my bottom is on display. "There, how’s that?"

helmhood2

Most of the students enjoy the sight of your cheeks, smooth and curved.

However, this time it is the blonde girl who reminds you, "I think Tim said to pull them off, Miss Burlinski."

daring_burlinski

"Fine...." I use a hand to pull the panties down to my knees and let them too fall to the floor.

helmhood2

It seems a dozen pairs of eyes must have followed the cotton descent… all the way to your ankles and bare heels. Standing in front of you, and to the side of the painting, the teenage girl runs a finger along the edge of the gilded frame.

She gives you a wink and tells you, "Reach into or under your shirt, unfasten the clasp, and pull out your bra."

daring_burlinski

I beg her to stop making me do this, even as my hands work under my shirt and unclasp and remove my bra

helmhood2

"Stop making you do what, Jenna?" she teases you, waiting for you to drop the bra to the floor of the museum gallery.

daring_burlinski

As my fingers let go of my bra, I say, "Stripping in the museum."

helmhood2

She giggles, and Tim grins. Other boys in the class are checking out how the shirt tails of your blouse only just hides your bottom. The girls are making fun of you.

And then it is Tim who says, stretching out his arm, "Show us the paintings on that side, Miss Burlinski. On the other wall, over there."

daring_burlinski

Again, trying to keep my blouse covering as much as possible, I approach the other wall and read the info.

helmhood2

Unlike before, the teenage boys and girls are paying close attention, and walk behind you, following your barefoot steps. There is a hint of jiggle as you move and one of the girls says to her friend, "She must feel crazy hot... I think she's naked under that shirt!"

While this is going on, other students have retrieved you bra and panties, your skirt and shoes near the statue.

daring_burlinski

I see them collecting my other clothes and hope they take good care of them.

helmhood2

The blonde girl, who drove to the museum with you, slides up behind you.

"Do you need to undo a few buttons, Miss Burlinski?" she continues to tease, whispering in your ear.

daring_burlinski

"N-n-no"

helmhood2

The sixteen-year-old now traces a finger around your ear. "Really? Not just a few? The boys are watching," she grins, moving next to you.

daring_burlinski

"Please don’t…"

helmhood2

Now she stands away from you, and moves over to the side of the painting you are standing in front of. At her signal, Tim steps over across from her, standing on the opposite side. His hand glides toward the edge of the frame.

The girl looks at you and says, "It would be so embarrassing if one of these very valuable paintings, suddenly just fell off the wall!"

daring_burlinski

"Alright" I whisper, completely defeated. My hands move from top to bottom, undoing each button.

helmhood2

As the flaps of the sides of the blouse start to open, the blonde girl walks toward you, and takes the top of your shirt in her fist, she brings it down, just enough to expose your bare shoulder.

"Wow," someone gasps behind you. "That's also nice and round."

There are even a few whistles from the group.

daring_burlinski

I stare straight ahead, bracing for whatever she will do next.

helmhood2

Instead, it is Tim who says, "Jenna, pull the shirt down in back of you, while holding it open, so that it just covers your butt."

[Helmhood]

daring_burlinski

My hands grab hold of the blouse as I lower it, covering my bottom while showing my bare back.

helmhood2

It is like you are doing an incredible tease, right here in the museum. The boys in the class are all smiles, as they watch your shoulders, and then the backs of your legs all the way down to your bare feet. Some of the girls start to pull out their cell phones, which was against the museum rules.

The blonde girl smiles slyly and says, "Drop the shirt."

daring_burlinski

My eyes turn to sneak a peek of the group of students as my hands let the shirt fall.

helmhood2

You see thirteen students behind you, as Tim and the blonde girl are standing to your sides. There are eight teenage boys, and five girls. Phones are raised, as the girls activate their camera settings. Your shirt comes off your arms and hangs only by your fingers. You just have to let go.

daring_burlinski

I take a deep breath and let go.

helmhood2

In the second, in the space of a heartbeat, the silky blouse falls to the waxed hardwood floor. Tim moves quickly, and sn*tches it away so that it is not in view.

This way, the students can now see you are completely naked, from head to toe.

Most eyes are drawn to your ass, bare and round like two globes.

"Check out Miss Burlinski's butt," one of the guys laughs. Even standing still, it seems to wiggle.

“I wonder what her front looks like," another guy says.

daring_burlinski

Without waiting for the order, I slowly turn to face them, hands strategically covering my body.

helmhood2

They can still see you are nude, from your toes to your hips, and little is left to their imagination, even with your arms covering your breasts and pussy. The students look at your face, watching your expression and taking in the sight of your total nudity. But in the next moment, the blonde girl starts to dash ahead, followed by Tim who has your shirt.

daring_burlinski

"Where are you going?" I call out.

helmhood2

Your feminine voice echoes through the gallery, and other students start to move away as well.

"Don't worry, Miss Burlinski, we are just going to check out the rest of the museum," Tim smiles back at you before he jogs off.

daring_burlinski

"Wait, you cant leave me here like this!"

helmhood2

As the other students pass through the doorway from the gallery, the blonde girl lingers only for a moment. "Like what, Jenna?"

daring_burlinski

"Naked!" I nearly yell before realizing where I am.

helmhood2

With you hair tied back in a ponytail, there is nothing blocking your ears. You listen to the sound of the last word you called out, Naked, echo in the gallery. The blonde girl looks back at you and smiles, but then she too departs, running off in the direction of the other students. Suddenly, your sensitive ears pick up other voices, coming from the opposite doorway. It sounds like one of the teachers.

daring_burlinski

I panic as I watch my clothes leaving with the children. Not thinking, I begin to run after the students and away from what is probably utter humiliation at the hands of the smug teachers.

helmhood2

As you reach the opening to the gallery, you can hear further away, the red-headed teacher talking to a student. She was with the part of the class made up of honor students, and well-behaved teenagers.

You overhear one girl ask the teacher, "Do you think that Miss Burlinski will be able to handle the others?"

And the teacher laughs, "I would not be surprised if she has lost control already."

They are talking about you, and not even aware you are at the other end of the room.

daring_burlinski

I try to push out the shame of how right she is as I attempt to keep up with the students.

helmhood2

After checking that the connecting hallway is clear, you have to jog in order to try to catch up. Your breasts jiggle in front of you and your bottom bounces, as you have nothing on at all. Around the corner, you think you hear someone in the next section of the museum.

daring_burlinski

I decide it’s best to be cautious. So I slow down and peek around the corner.

helmhood2

Your face moves just beyond the corner to look into the room, and you see the teenager, Tim. He turns his head, and looks you in the eye. With a big grin, the young man walks toward you. He is athletic, like he probably could play for the junior varsity baseball team. The boy slips into the hallway with you.

"Well, well, Jenna. Look at you." And his eyes roam to see how you are standing.

daring_burlinski

My arms are attempting to cover as much as possibe. "Please Tim, you can’t leave me running around in public like this! I am going to get into so much trouble."

helmhood2

The boy stands very close in front of you, and he looks down at you.

"It seems like you should have been nicer to us in the car," he reminds you of the drive over here. "What was it that I asked you before? Miss Burlinski, are you shaved? I wonder if you feel like answering me now."

daring_burlinski

"If I answer, will you give me something to wear?"

helmhood2

The boy thinks for a moment, then replies, "All right, that seems fair enough."

daring_burlinski

Slowly, I move my hand away from between my legs, revealing my completely bare pussy.

helmhood2

Tim steps back so he can look, and even crouches down for a better view.

"OK, that's cute. But I want to hear you say it," the young man tells you. "I know I can see, but I want you to answer my question."

He looks back up, making direct eye contact.

daring_burlinski

"I am shaved" I say, but unable to hold eye contact.

helmhood2

"You sure are," he grins, and then stands up again. "OK, Miss Burlinski, follow me."
Tim turns around, and starts to walk around the corner into the other room.

daring_burlinski

I hesitate to follow, trying to get a look before going after him, but I am afraid I’ll lose him. I cover up and scurry after him.

helmhood2

The room, which this hallway from the gallery led to, is still in the European wing. Here, there are exhibits on various medieval arms and armor. The group of fifteen students you were supervising has broken up, but there are a handful of boys here.

One of them turns to see your approach and calls out, "Hey, look... It's Miss Burlinski!"

daring_burlinski

I put a finger to my lip and shush him.

helmhood2

The high school students look at your finger on your lip, their eyes slowly wandering down to your bare toes.
Tim glances around, and asks, "All right, who did I give the shirt to?"

But before any of his friends can reply, the sounds of footsteps are heard from outside another doorway. It could be one of the staff who works at the museum.

"Quick, get behind there, Jenna!" Tim says, pointing toward a full suit of armor on a stand in the corner.

daring_burlinski

I run behind the armor and try and stay completely hidden and silent.

helmhood2

You have to press yourself close, and the metal is hard and cold against your body. You can just make out a young man in a uniform, talking to the boys.

"I hope you gentlemen aren't causing any trouble. Shouldn't you kids be with a supervisor?"

Tim says that it is all right, and then glances over at the suit of armor. "Miss Burlinski will be back soon. She just had to find the ladies room."

The security guard nods his head, and then turns around to leave.

daring_burlinski

I hold my breath until the coast is clear.

helmhood2

In the middle of the room is a long table with instruments, devices and weapons from the Middle Ages. After a moment, Tim walks around to where he can see you, and then wiggles his finger for you to come out.

daring_burlinski

I slowly and cautiously come out from behind the armor and follow Tim.

helmhood2

Some of the boys gather behind you so they can watch your bottom, each cheek lifting as you move. Tim stands at the side of the table, and he rests his hands on an item being displayed. Some kind of weapon, he lets his fingers slide down the metal shaft.

"This give you any ideas, Jenna?" the boy teases you in front of his classmates.

daring_burlinski

"Tim, please stop teasing me, you said you'd get me something to wear."

helmhood2

The boys laugh at your pleading, and one of the students even says, "Too bad there wasn't some kind of dungeon exhibit. Then we could chain her up."

Tim grins at his friend, but then turns to pick something up he noticed in the corner. It is your blouse, and he waves it in front of you from across the room.

[Helmhood]

daring_burlinski

A small smile comes to my face as hope returns. I walk towards him.

helmhood2

The taller teenager mistakes your smile for you feeling playful. He pulls back his hand, and then Tim shifts toward one of the room's exits and he heads out into the main concourse hallway.

daring_burlinski

I hurry after him.

helmhood2

The other boys in the room watch as you leave, seeing the bottoms of your bare feet and the way your ponytail swishes across your back. They make comments like, "What a juicy ass!"

However, as you enter the hallway, you find Tim has not gone far. He is standing there with your blouse and asks, "You want to put this on?"

daring_burlinski

I enthusiastically nod my head "Yes!"

helmhood2

He looks you over one more time, realizing he controls your fate. Then he tosses the silky white blouse at you.

In the next moment, the blonde girl walks into the hallway, coming from the other end.

daring_burlinski

I fumble with the blouse, trying to get it on.

helmhood2

The girl walks over to you and Tim, observing you in amusement.

She says, "You know, Miss Burlinski, if you had been cooler earlier in the day, on the ride over here. Things might have been different. But now look at you."

daring_burlinski

I did look at how I was barely covered by the disheveled blouse. I hadn’t even had a chance to button up yet, and was only closed because I was clutching the sides together.

helmhood2

The young lady continues, "Well now that you are dressed again, come on into the room down the hall. You can go back to teaching us," and she laughs before turning away.

"This ought to be fun," Tim adds, and he too starts to walk down the main concourse.

daring_burlinski

I follow them, buttoning up my blouse. "But what about my skirt? Or even my shoes? The other teachers will wonder where my other clothes went if they catch me."

helmhood2

They do not answer, other than walking straight toward one of the exhibition rooms. The boys from the room behind you, step out, and walk past you. One of them brushes near you and says, "Nice legs, Miss Burlinski."

Up ahead on the side wall are some arrows giving direction on this level. One points to the Museum offices and library down the other way. Another arrow points to the Restaurant, which is in the direction you are walking.

daring_burlinski

I don't want to follow, but I fear leaving them to their own devices might get me in more trouble.

helmhood2

You can hear more voices around you, other people in various areas of the Museum. But before reaching the restaurant, the girl turns into a side room, and Tim follows after.

You then hear him exclaim, "Oh, that's cool!"

daring_burlinski

I hurry to enter the side room before someone comes into the hall.

helmhood2

Half the original class you were assigned to is in here, as a few of the other girls were hanging around.

This room has a display of prehistoric items, bones and crude utensils. There is even a platform along one wall, with life-sized wax statues of a caveman hunting party. It looks very realistic, and this is where most of the students are gathered.

daring_burlinski

Glad to have corralled most of my students, I approach them.

helmhood2

They wait until you come close, and start asking some questions.

"This stuff must be millions of years old!" one student guesses, referring to the prehistoric tools.

daring_burlinski

Deciding to be a teacher for a second I correct him, saying it probably isn't more than a million years old at most.

helmhood2

You actually seem to have their attention, as they listen to you speak.

But one of the boys had been hanging back by the doorway, and he suddenly rushes forward. "Hey... there is another class coming this way," he sounds alarmed. "And they are not from our school!"

The young men and women in the room look back at you and giggle.

daring_burlinski

I panic "Oh goodness, you guys have to hide me, they can’t see me like this!"

helmhood2

The blonde girl, taking charge, says, "I agree. You will totally embarrass us. Where can we hide Jenna?"

Tim is nearby and looks around the room. "She could disguise herself, blending in with the cavemen statues."

The young lady smiles. "Great idea! Now, Miss Burlisnksi, let me have your blouse..."

daring_burlinski

With no time to waste, I have to have faith in the young girl. I quickly hand her my blouse. "Now what?!"

helmhood2

The blonde regards your curvy body revealed once again, and then tells you, "Untie your hair... let me have your rubber-band, or whatever you use."

daring_burlinski

I pull my hair tie out and hand it to her.

helmhood2

Tim moves behind you, and quickly runs his hands through your hair. Shaking it out, he lets the brown locks fall to your shoulders.

"OK," he says, "Now get on the platform... stand between those two cavemen. You can put one hand on his spear."

daring_burlinski

I jump up and make a pose. "How does it look?"

helmhood2

"Shh!" the blonde girl whispers. "You have to stay very still!"

The statutes of the prehistoric men are very life-like with realistic skin tones. Although they are barefoot and bare-chested, with well-defined muscles, these statues do have loincloths. You are squeezed between two of them, completely bare.

One of the girls pulls out her camera phone and snaps a quick picture.

daring_burlinski

I want to yell at her but I catch myself. I remain completely still.

helmhood2

And at that moment, a whole class of more students enter the room. They are not from the same school, and look like they are younger. Probably in their first year of high school. They have one teacher, who slowly leads them around the exhibits, explaining the items on display.

daring_burlinski

I strain to remain still.

helmhood2

Your curvy body glistens, and your nipples poke out. Also, you do not have a wisp of pubic hair between your legs. The students make their way around the tables, until a group comes to stand in front of the platform. Boys and girls, a dozen of them look at the statues for a full minute.

Then one girl says, "Looks like this shows them bringing their cavewoman along."

daring_burlinski

I am screaming in my head, hoping they don’t realize I am an actual person, nude in a museum!

helmhood2

But after a while, their teacher, and older gentleman, makes some general comments about historical accuracy and an artist’s interpretation of what humans looked like back then. He then leads them out of the room, and back into the concourse hallway.

The students who belonged to your group have also left.

daring_burlinski

Naked and alone in the room, I slowly look to see if there is anything I can use to cover up with

helmhood2

As you softly move around, your toes brush something on the floor. It is what the blonde girl has left behind for you.
It appears to be your hair tie.

daring_burlinski

I pick it up and fix my hair again.

helmhood2

You now have your hair tied back once more. It's not much, but at least it's something. However, this leaves your bare shoulders totally exposed, as well as every inch of skin on display. There is nothing in the room that looks like you could cover up with, except maybe an old piece of pottery to hold in front, if you wanted to take it from the table.

daring_burlinski

I think about it, but then I would just be breaking the rules I had set for the students. I leave the pot and slowly head out to look for the students.

helmhood2

So you walk stark naked into the hallway. According to the directions and signs, the museum restaurant is on one far end, while the offices and library are on the other. The teachers and some thirty students from the high school are probably still on the lower level. You hear voices in the distance, but cannot tell if they are from your group.

daring_burlinski

I decide that even if the students are in the restaurant, I could never walk in there completely naked. I decide to try and sneak into the library.

[Helmhood]

helmhood2

The hallway does seem quieter in that direction. As you move arched up on your toes, your butt wiggles, sticking out behind you. First, you pass by the room where the medieval items were. Then you get to a branch in the corridor. One way leads to the office, and you can hear two security guards talking.

"One of these high school classes has this teacher... she's pretty cute." a man inside the room says.

daring_burlinski

I realize they are talking about me, and can't help but listen for a second before heading to the library

helmhood2

"Yeah, what did she look like?" the other man, who sounds older, asks.

The first guard says, "When I saw her earlier, she was wearing a white blouse and blue skirt. She has a brunette ponytail hairstyle. Nice round bottom."

After a pause, the older guard says, "I don't think she's a teacher. She looked kind of lost with the students when I saw her outside."

daring_burlinski

I couldn’t believe they had gotten such a look at me.

helmhood2

It's pretty dull at the museum. They probably have nothing better to do then watch young women who pass through. The two guards continue to chat, and the library is just across from the office.

daring_burlinski

I begin to creep towards the library door.

helmhood2

Your back is facing toward the security office, with your bottom exposed and everything on display. Upon reaching the door, it does not sound like there is anyone in the library.

Behind you, there comes the sound of a chair being pushed back, and the door to the museum office being pulled open.

daring_burlinski

I pull the door open quickly and go inside the library.

helmhood2

It is dimly lit as you enter, your toes finding soft carpet on the floor. Against one wall is a leather couch, and all the other walls are lined from floor to ceiling with books. There is also a large wooden desk, piled with more books.
It is very quiet for a moment, before you hear a voice outside, "Wasn't the library door closed?"

daring_burlinski

I scurry to hide behind the wooden desk.

helmhood2

The young man in the security guard uniform pokes his head into the room, just as you disappear behind the large piece of furniture. He looks in your direction for a moment, and then scans the rest of the chamber.

Finally he tells his partner, "Nothing here." And the man closes the library door.

daring_burlinski

I breathe a sigh of relief before realizing that my class is obviously not here. I decide I should take the time to look for something, anything to wear or cover up with while I’m here, before searching elsewhere.

helmhood2

In the corner, there is a stand with a banner. It looks like it has the crest of an important institution. Hanging down, it also looks like it is attached only by holes placed over simple hooks.

daring_burlinski

Perfect! I try to remove the banner from the wall.

helmhood2

Moving closer, you see that you have to stand up on your toes and stretch your arms all the way up. In doing so, your labia hang between your legs. You struggle a bit, causing your lower lips to wiggle, and your clitoris actually brushes against the wall. But finally, you have the yellow banner removed.

daring_burlinski

I am so excited as I wrap myself in the banner!

helmhood2

The soft wooly texture of the banner tickles your skin, and warps around your body once like a towel. Using it sideways, one end just covers the top of your breasts, and the other side reaches the tops of your bare thighs. In front, your nipples push out under the banner.

daring_burlinski

It's better than nothing I guess. I head back out to the hallway.

helmhood2

You step out into the hallway, and only take a few steps, before the troublesome student Tim is standing in front of you.

"Hello, Miss Burlinski," he grins at you. "I see you are not playing cavewoman anymore."

daring_burlinski

"Tim, where is everyone!? I need to get my clothes back and meet up with the other teachers soon."

helmhood2

However, the teenage boy continues to stare at you in just the banner, enjoying this new moment of your vulnerability.

He looks you up and down, and then asks, "How's your pussy?"

daring_burlinski

"My pussy is none of your business, Tim."

helmhood2

The boy is startled by your strong tone and shakes his head. "I would think you would be a little nicer, given your delicate situation, Jenna."

He reaches his hand out to trace a finger along the edge of the banner.

daring_burlinski

"I’m sorry Tim, I’m just so embarrassed, and you aren’t exactly making it easy on me."

helmhood2

He moves closer, the boy's shoes touching your bare toes, and puts a hand gently on your cheek. "There, there. I'm sorry. If you must know, Miss Burlinski, your clothes are nearer than you think."

daring_burlinski

Excitedly I gasp, "Where?!"

helmhood2

The boy studies your face, your eyes, your nose and lips, and then explains. "When we left the prehistoric room, some of us came down here and dropped off all your clothes with the security office."

He motions his head toward the room across the hall.

daring_burlinski

"Can you go get them for me?"

helmhood2

Sensing an opportunity, the teenager smiles and asks, "What will you be willing to offer?"

daring_burlinski

If you bring me back my clothes, I’ll give you this banner.

helmhood2

The high school student laughs and says, “What would I want that for? Besides, if you must know, when we dropped off your clothes, me and the guys told the other guard we didn't know where they were from. But I think his partner came back, and he is the one who saw you earlier. He knows what you were wearing."

daring_burlinski

I am humiliated at the realization that he might recognize my clothes and realize I am naked in the museum. "If not the banner, what do you want?"

helmhood2

The boy thinks about it, and makes a slow circle around you. Finally, he tells you, "I want you to streak the museum restaurant."

daring_burlinski

What?! But I couldn't! What if someone recognizes me?

helmhood2

The young man shrugs his shoulders. "So then you would rather wait for the security guards to come back and explain your situation?" He places his hands on your smooth round shoulders. "Or you could forget the museum, and try to make your way back to your car."

daring_burlinski

I realize my keys are with my clothes so one way or the other I have to get my clothes. I think about it and decide it’s much less risky to deal with the security guard with the banner than to streak nude.

helmhood2

Tim finally gives up, but the look in his eye suggests that he is not through embarrassing you. He turns around and walks back down the main concourse hallway. Just in back of you, to the side, is the glass door that says "Security Offices".

daring_burlinski

I take a deep breath and enter the office.

helmhood2

The two guards had left earlier, when they walked out and saw the library door was open. Right now, the office is empty. There are desks, with paperwork scattered about, and chairs along the wall in a little waiting area.
Your clothes must be around here somewhere.

daring_burlinski

I decide to look around and see if they have been left lying out.

helmhood2

There is not anything out in the open. But the room does contain filing cabinets, and other storage containers. As you move about, you feel the yellow banner wrapped around your body begin to slip.

daring_burlinski

I hold on to it tightly, trying to adjust it as I begin opening drawers.

helmhood2

With one hand, you work quickly, pulling open drawers and looking inside. As the banner had shifted, the ends now open behind you, and you are only holding it in front of you.

daring_burlinski

I am too busy trying to find my clothes to worry about this.

helmhood2

There is one tall cabinet against the back wall. But it has doors that you have to pull out toward you, and they are stuck. It looks like you will have to use both hands.

daring_burlinski

I try and hold the banner in my armpits as I pull with both hands.

helmhood2

Planting your bare feet on the floor, you shake the knobs back and forth. It's not locked, just tough to open. With a final violent tug, the doors pull open and the banner slides to the ground.

daring_burlinski

I look inside the cabinet, not even realizing the banner has fallen.

helmhood2

At that moment, the two security guards walk into the office. Their view is directly behind you.
The older man says, "Excuse me, Miss. Looking for these?"

daring_burlinski

I spin around and bend for the banner, clutching it to my body as I look at the two men.

helmhood2

They look back at you, the younger guard especially as his eyes light up with recognition. In the older man's arm is a bundle, a folded up skirt and blouse and even shoes.

Then, a red-head woman enters the room. It is one of the teachers.

The older security guard glances back to her, as they led her back here, and pointing in your direction, he asks her, "Does she belong to you?"

daring_burlinski

I look at the red headed teacher in the eyes and see a mix of anger and satisfaction as she looks at me, holding the banner to my chest.

helmhood2

"Yes, she is with the school," the teacher tells the guard. "A bit of a careless young woman. I'll take those."

And the man hands her the outfit you had picked out this morning.

The younger guard takes a step closer toward you, holding out his arm, telling you, "And I believe that banner belongs to the library."

[Helmhood]

daring_burlinski

"Um...could I possibly have my clothes?"

helmhood2

But the red-headed teacher says, "We are leaving, Jenna. Give the man back his banner."

daring_burlinski

The sternness in her voice could have easily identified her as a teacher. I felt like a chastised school girl handing the banner over to the security guard, leaving me naked.

helmhood2

When the guard takes it from you, your arms are momentarily at your sides. The young man looks at your bellybutton, and then his eyes move lower.

daring_burlinski

My hands move to cover my pussy as I walk over to the teacher. "Please ma’am, may I have my clothes? I can’t have all the students see me naked."

helmhood2

Ignoring you, the teacher tells the museum guards, "I am sorry for all the trouble she has caused. We will be on our way now."

And the woman turns to walk out of the office.

daring_burlinski

I walk behind her, continually begging for something to wear, anything.

helmhood2

As you leave the room, the two men are watching the way your hips narrow, and then how your full round bottom curves out.

You hear the young man tell his partner, “See, I told you she had a nice bottom."

daring_burlinski

As we leave, I glance back to catch both of their eyes fixated on my bottom.

helmhood2

Your cheeks jiggle, and then the woman takes you by the arm, leading you further down the hallway. About halfway, she drops the shoes at your feet and they bounce to the ground.

"Put those on," she tells you.

daring_burlinski

I quickly slip on the shoes, thanking her.

helmhood2

"What were you thinking?" she demands, forcefully handing over your cotton panties to you. "Parading around the museum bare-assed nude!"

daring_burlinski

I slip the panties on. "The students were threatening to destroy the art, I had no choice!"

helmhood2

"A likely story. You don't even teach these students." She then gives you the blouse, but tells you to only button the last three buttons.

daring_burlinski

I don’t even think twice about the order, I am just happy to have it on.

helmhood2

She then tells you to head down stairs, and toward the exit. There are other people on this level now. The class from before, as well as the general public. People stop and stare as you pass by. A few make comments about your legs, and the curve of your bottom, visible in panties beneath the shirt.

daring_burlinski

I just keep walking. "What about my skirt, ma’am?"

helmhood2

She takes the keys, and then says, "Put this in your car. The doors were left open. Then meet me by the buses."
The teacher says this, handing you the skirt.

daring_burlinski

"Yes, ma’am," I say defeated.

helmhood2

Outside, the classes gather by the two school buses. Everyone is waiting for you to deposit the skirt, and then return to the students. You can already hear laughter about your state of dress.

daring_burlinski

I make the slow walk to put my skirt away and then return to the buses.

helmhood2

All the students, dozens of them and the two other teachers, watch you, pointing and teasing and making fun.

The red-headed woman comes up to you, and pinches your ear, pulling you toward one of the school buses. "You will be riding back with me."

daring_burlinski

“But what about my car?”

helmhood2

"Don't mind that. You can pick it up later. It will be safe at the museum," and she gives you a swat on the bottom, as the hydraulic doors of the bus open.

daring_burlinski

I hop at her smack and climb into the bus.

helmhood2

She has you go near the back seats. The woman slides in first, and then orders you to sit next to her. The rest of the students file on board. This group includes the fifteen you had been in charge of, as well as the very smart, honor students. Those that are not sitting close by, all turn their heads to see what is going on in the back.

daring_burlinski

I sit quietly and obediently next to the teacher.

helmhood2

As soon as the bus starts up, with the driver not having a clue what this is all about, the woman puts her arm around you and pulls you over her lap. She is dressed casual for the field trip, in shorts and a T-shirt. Your body rests face down over her knees. The bus begins to roll out of the parking lot.

daring_burlinski

"Ma’am, what’s going on? What are you doing?"

helmhood2

"I'm going to spank you," she explains, and then reaches down to lower the back of your cotton panties under the curve of your cheeks. She also raises the back of your loosely buttoned blouse.

Raising her hand, she brings it down. SMACK!

daring_burlinski

I let out a loud squeal that all can hear.

helmhood2

And in return, the students squeal with delight as the bus drives down the highway. The teacher pulls your panties down a little lower, with the motion of the bus, and resumes.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"You are very naughty, Jenna Burlinski,” she says. “You are not good enough to be a teacher!"

daring_burlinski

"Ouch, ouch! Please stop, you can’t do this. I’m a grown woman!"

helmhood2

The students in the seat in front of you lean over to watch and tease you. "Looking more like a spanked school girl!"
The woman yanks your underwear lower, so that they are past your knees.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Need to learn how to behave at a public museum!" She continues her discipline.

daring_burlinski

"It wasn't my fault!" I wail.

helmhood2

"Don't talk back," the woman scolds you, and uses one hand to pull the back of your blouse up to your shoulders.

The other students are cheering, as their teacher holds her other arm across your back.

daring_burlinski

I keep kicking, trying to get away from her stinging hand.

helmhood2

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The woman's expert touch causes not only your bare butt to jiggle, but the panties to fall lower down your legs. They are almost at your shoes.

daring_burlinski

I am unaware of anything but the pain in my bottom.

helmhood2

"What a huge bottom," one of the guys on the other side of the aisle laughs, as the teacher pauses to rub your
cheeks.

She pulls them apart, and those who are close enough can see between your legs. The woman lets them bounce
back into place, just as the bus hits a bump in the road. This causes the cotton underwear to drop from your feet.

"Now when I start spanking again," she tells you, "If you kick your legs, I want you to kick off your shoes."

daring_burlinski

I just sob and say "Yes ma’am."

helmhood2

"Good girl," the woman demeans you. Then her hand falls rapidly across each of your red cheeks.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

daring_burlinski

I cannot keep from kicking, so my shoes come off.

helmhood2

With your shoes off, the woman reaches up, and tugs on the silky blouse… pulling it from your shoulders, and up over your head, in view of all the students.

daring_burlinski

I feel that I am completely naked again, but the pain in my bottom is temporarily preoccupying my mind.

helmhood2

The last of the shirt material slips past your fingers, as it falls to the floor of the bus. The red-headed teacher takes a moment to rub your stinging bottom.

And then she tells you, "Now sit up, Jenna. You are going to change seats."

This is all happening while the bus rolls down the streets of town. At the moment it is stopped at a red light.

daring_burlinski

I sit up, although it burns my bottom. I cringe and wipe away tears as I see the group of laughing students.

helmhood2

But the woman instructs you, "Go across the aisle, and sit in the next seat. The one next to Tim. He says you were
very rude to him."

daring_burlinski

"Yes, ma’am" I squeak as I get up and gingerly lower myself to sit next to Tim.

helmhood2

You are seated close, your bare arm rubbing his shirt, and your bare leg against his pants.

"Hello Jenna, feeling a little exposed?" he grins, his face next to yours.

daring_burlinski

I look to him and sarcastically say, "No."

helmhood2

He shakes his head after staring at you for a moment, and says, "You never learn, Miss Burlinski. What was it you said was none of my business?"

daring_burlinski

"My pussy..."

helmhood2

With a devilish smile, the young man triumphantly places his hand on your bare thigh, and starts to move inside. It is going to be a long ride back to the school.

THE END

[cerindclvr]

understatement: very nice.

[torretxt]

Love the story and the concept of having the two of you co-create a story from other people's suggestions. This of course is only my opinion but I think the format you chose to post in (like a play script or transcript in a very third person) detracted from what was a marvelous tale.

I'm not suggesting you necessarily change the format you use in the future but perhaps there might be a better way of relating this so that your story idea might "flow" better. Just a thought.

[Helmhood]

Thanks, and thank you for the feedback, torretxt. With the formatting, when I had this in a Word document, I put our screen names in bold. That at least distinguished from the rest of the lines of the story. However, this did not copy over when I posted here.

One of the things I wanted to retain was the feel of the instant messenger chat. It was also important to me, to show Jenna's lines in response to my narrative, which is why I didn't convert this into a more traditional story structure.

Actually, I think it reads more like an interactive fiction that Jenna is playing, and we are all watching the choices she makes and how it all unfolds.

But if there is a way to make this a more enjoyable read, while keeping the whole IM feel, I would be interested to try and improve.