Meadowvale Academy Chapter 8
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 8: To the Doctor's Again
Regina Waverly's heels clicked as she walked down the hall, her hand gripping the arm of a wayward student rather firmly. As the Principal of Meadowvale Academy she needed to set an example to everyone from the lowliest student to the most senior of her staff. It was Sandra Ellis who had alerted her of the activities taking place in Rebecca Cantwell's Home Room this morning. The geography teacher had seen through the door window an entire class of students and their teacher in every kind of sexual position imaginable. She reminded herself to check the temperature once she got back to her office. The heat shouldn't even be on with the weather as it was now. "To be sure, it was an educational experience, strictly speaking," she reasoned. "But there is a time and a place for everything." She expected better from Miss Cantwell. Her reckoning would come later though. Right now her task was to escort Tyler Halversson to Dr. Hanratty's office. Apparently, she was the catalyst for all that had happened in that room. While she thought it would simply be a matter of disciplining the young girl, Doris wanted to take a closer look. And so it fell to her to escort the young woman to the physician on the bottom floor. Her musky aroma started wafting upwards as she walked and she felt herself moistening. She clamped down on her stray thoughts and continued the journey, jaw set.
"It was the teacher's fault. He hadn't even done anything," Tyler moped as he was almost frog-marched down the hall by the Principal. He had never met her before and this was not how he had wanted to, but despite the circumstance, she was impressive. She had a generous ass like her Home Room Teacher though the tell-a-tale bulge up front wasn't as pronounced. Her breasts were a nice size but not sculpted for her body like Dr. Hanratty or Miss Cantwell. "But still, it wasn't his fault," he grumbled silently, reverting to the issue at hand as he felt the fresh semen coating his blouse cling to his skin beneath.
After Sofia had finished with him, Samantha had started stroking him back hard again because, in her words, she had "never seen a cock that was so small when it was soft, get so big when it was hard!" Once he had coated his clothing once more, the little Asian lazily fed him as well as herself the sweet goo as she lay on the desk at his side. While this was going on, Heather returned and slammed into his ass, sawing for all she was worth. There was a bit of malice in her affections. Soon though, to the delight of the small girl beside him, she brought him again to peak as she rocketed her own seed deep within him. Though the two shared once more, he was nonetheless soaked.
To Tyler's surprise, they walked past the office. He had guessed that would have been their destination. He looked up quizzically at his jailor. She was breathing heavier and her grip had relaxed somewhat as if she was having trouble maintaining focus. It was like whatever happened to Miss Cantwell was happening to the Principal Waverly. They rounded a familiar corner and approached the School Clinic.
"Here we are young woman," she stated a little less firm than she would have liked. "The doctor wants to take a look at you." Regina pushed her forward and followed the student in. "Sit there and do your homework while I speak with the physician," she ordered indicating the chairs to the side as, nodding to Nurse Stella, she entered the examination room.
Tyler did what he was told. Sitting down across from the woman behind the desk, he opened his tablet and began reading MacBeth as Stella gave him a friendly smile. He immersed himself in the battle scene near the end when `Birnam wood came to Dunsinane hill'. He was sure it would be on the test Friday. And besides, he liked battle scenes. He shifted his weight in the chair, silk glided across his shaft and he felt himself drip. "He didn't like battle scenes that much," he self-admonished wondering what was going on. He heard the nurse exhale loudly and looked up from his reading.
Stella smiled weakly at Tyler as she looked up from her tablet. She was hard and dripping beneath the desk. For some reason she had started stroking herself sometime after the girl sat down, she wasn't sure when. She had these reports to sort through and couldn't focus on anything but her cock at the moment for some reason. She couldn't even be sure how long the student had been there. Trying to seem casual while removing her hand from her pipe, she reached down for her purse on the floor and grabbed her compact so as to provide deniability of purpose. She squirmed in her seat as she did so, slicking between her legs even more. "This is getting dangerous," she worried. "Yes she had thoroughly hammered her ass yesterday, even let her drink her piss, but that was doctor's orders." Following her desires she could do away from school, but she knew that in this office, her Aunt Doris had complete control.
The intercom buzzed. "Send her in."
"Saved by the bell," Stella mused as nodded towards the girl.
"We'll need you in here as well nurse," the voice continued.
"Or not," she fretted once again, slowly rising from her seat.
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Doris knew this would happen the moment she received that phone call from Astrid this morning. In fact just thinking of the possibilities a blouse stained with `Pherocum' laced semen could create had caused her to pump her load down the throat of her sister Rebecca on the spot. She vaguely remembered hearing the other chuckle as the line went dead. Rebecca, didn't blow many, but she did blow her. And she would continue to do so if she commanded it.
She was well aware of the theory of her experimental concoction, but she needed to observe it first hand, to see the practical applications. It was for that she planned this little charade. She made sure to take the counter agent so as to keep control of the situation. It was her sister's class after all and Rebecca certainly was in no shape to explain anything. Instead she suggested the Principal bring the girl to the clinic to see if there was anything medical that might. The doctor already knew the answer to *that* question.
The head of Meadowvale Academy was in rough shape when she entered the examination room. Her mind was foggy, her balls were heavy, both her ass and her cunt were juicing, and her cock, her cock was dripping profusely. Her body needed attention. But she tried to hold it together, she really did. The doctor greeted her at the door and she heard some distant words "Happy you...help...something...show you," as crooked their arms and she walked her over to the couch. She sat the Principal down and straightened. It was then she noticed Doris had nothing on under her lab jacket and it was unbuttoned. Her 13 inches stood proudly slick with fluids. "I think...problem...Pherocum...Smell this." So she did.
"I'm happy you could make it Principal Waverly," the physician greeted, quietly noticing the effect even walking Tyler to the clinic had on her. "Let me help you over here, I have something to show you," she offered guiding the other woman to the couch on the other side of the examination table. As they slowly walked across the room, Doris unbuttoned the last two buttons of her lab jacket. She had nothing on underneath but a white garter belt and a pair of lacy thigh highs. "Take a seat," she sat her down and let me get it. As she stood up, she made sure Regina saw her panting erection in all its glory. The brunette gazed at it hungrily. She turned slightly to retrieve a vial of the girlie girl's semen she had secreted away the day before that sat on the end table next to the intercom. "I think I've found the problem. It seems our new student's ejaculate is laced with something called Pherocum. Apparently it is quite the aphrodisiac." She unscrewed the top and brought it down to her face. "Smell this." So she did. As any semblance of resistance she had vanished, Doris replaced the cap, put the vial into her pocket and laid her counterpart on her back.
Regina felt herself moving backwards. She saw Doris and her beautiful big cock above her. It was moving closer. She licked her lips. Closer still. Her legs hemmed her in at the shoulders and pinned her arms. It now hung over her dripping in majesty. She had to have it. The doctor leaned in and he shaft dipped. The Principal's mouth opened and the organ she lusted after slid through her waiting lips and began slowly thrusting in and out. It was exactly what she needed. Her mouth had never felt as empty as it had only moments before. And now it was full. Her tongue swirled around the tool it so desperately wanted. She needed to feed on its nectar. She went to grip her own organ but found she could not move her arms. She tried moving this way and that as the shaft above continued sawing in and out at a measured pace. But it was no use, whatever was holding her arms down wouldn't budge. She whimpered in frustration around the steel plowing a furrow in her throat.
Doris smiled at the dilemma of the woman below her. The Pherocum had completely enveloped her desires; she was just a hot fuzzy ball of lust. All sense of reason had left her and the only thing left was a primal yearning for release. No one was giving it to her and she couldn't give it to herself. Instead her only method of satisfaction was the cock that was pumping in and out leaking fluids as a hint of what was to come. She started increasing her pace. As she lovingly face fucked her fellow staffer, a bit of malice crept into her smile. She was going to break this woman. Break her here and now. She stepped up her pace again, feeling the slow build of her orgasm start. She reached over and hit the intercom and issued two commands.
"Send her in," was the first. Then moments later, "We'll need you in here as well nurse."
Stella ushered Tyler into the examination room or at least she thought she did. Likely it was the other way around. She wanted so badly to fuck her again. Or drive her shaft down her gullet again and again. Or both. Twice. The only thing that stopped her was the thought of how Aunt Doris would discipline her if she didn't get permission first.
"Bring Tyler over here." The doctor ordered. Thoughtlessly her niece did as was instructed. "Tyler sit here," she then commanded indicating the end of the couch above Regina's head. "Face the Principal. Remove your panties." The girl did both of these things and her member sprung to life, growing and growing until eventually it topped out at eight inches. "Not bad for three days," she thought wordlessly, impressed with the results of her experiment. "Start jacking yourself young woman." She did what she was told.
She turned once again to Stella. "We need a CR90 procedure nurse, stat." The younger blonde shook her head, trying to focus then turned towards one of the cabinets and retrieved a small box. Returning to the couch she looked to her aunt. "Place the device on Principal Waverly nurse", she directed. She nodded, removing what looked to be some kind of cockring from the carton and encasing both of her balls and snapping in around the base of her bone. She removed the key, locking it into place. "Stimulate her," she then dictated.
The principal whimpered again. She had heard rumours of this device but never thought it would be used on her. Similar to a vibrating cockring but more effective, it was something only the perverse mind of Doris and her cronies could think of. If the stories were to be believed the device allowed erection, stimulation, and the production of semen like most but also had a few other features. First there was the lock that made it impossible to remove by anyone without the key. Secondly there was the built in vibrator that circled the shaft, which did what most vibrators did, that was self-explanatory. But there was also a third more unique add-on that was the real terror. The device had a mechanism that was remote controlled and did two important things at the same time when activated. It denied orgasm but allowed for blood flow. Fluid could leak out drop by drop, but that was the extent of any sexual relief that could occur, unless the keyholder decided otherwise. And now Regina was wearing it.
Stella stroked the member in front of her with one hand as she pleasured her own tool with the other. It was thicker than her mother's or her aunt's but not quite as long. The pre-cum that was bubbling up made her hand slick and she alternated using her palm and just her fingertips at irregular intervals. The waft of Tyler flooded the room and all thoughts of anything else but physical gratification had vanished. She slowly lowered her lips over the length as it immediately bucked upwards wildly with the touch. It tasted good and it was enjoyable to feel its owner get so excited. She re-doubled her efforts.
Doris hammered her cock into the principal's mouth, she was going to come soon and the woman below her seemed to be looking forward to it as much as she was. "You like to be face fucked don't you Regina?" she asked rhetorically. "Of course you do. Your face was made for fucking. Nice big meaty meat ramming through your lips and over your tongue, ready to pump its wonderful white seed into you, fill you up." She prattled on. "Use your tongue now. Make me shoot my cream." She reached across and scooped a bit of fluid from Tyler's shaft and brought it up to her nose inhaling as she felt soft pink muscle trace the bottom of her piece. Sighing, the doctor began emptying her balls into the principal, one long stream after the other. She heard her niece groan and looked over her shoulder to see that she had stopped using her mouth and was now slamming her fleshstick into the other's rosebud while she continued to stroke the headmaster's wood.
Neither of the youngsters were nearly as far along as she was but Tyler had done what the physician had intended, or at least the Pherocum had. Regina was mad with lust and the installation of the cockring had gone off without a hitch. Gradually she drained and slowed her rhythm. Caressing the face of the other, she cooed, "What a talented tongue you have Regina. I am going to use it again and again. You would like that wouldn't you?" The look of lust and desperation on her face told her all she needed to know. She removed her tool, stood up, and freed the arms of her captive. "Tyler, come here," she ordered standing next to her niece. "Sit," she continued nodding to the principal's staff. The new girl's starfish allowed easy entry and she glided up and down the length smoothly. She turned her boss, showing her the remote. "When they cum, you can too."
She left them in their frenzy. Now sated, the doctor had a report to write.
As she walked to her desk, Regina thought she heard her say "Happy Birthday Allison." A look of fear leaked into the ecstasy of the moment.
End of Chapter 8