Thread: Robert's Rules (Potatolord and skittish_butterfly)

Eve had her eyes closed, but the bookish guy took so long it was like he was teasing her, until she finally opened her eyes to peek and see what was going on. Finally he let loose and his wet spit flew right in her mouth, absolutely disgusting her. It was really hard not to swallow it when he then bent down and grabbed her nipples and jerked as hard as he could, making her squirm and moan, but keep her mouth open so she wouldn't swallow his spit. She sit it back out into the bowl and crawled to the next student, leaving the bookish kid talking excitedly to his friend about what he just did to her. Eve would find it pathetic if it didn't hurt so bad, and make her want to throw up. Oh, no, next was Sneeze Louise, the allergy queen. Eve almost regretted the way she had sneered at the girl's allergies, the tissues she always carried around and her red eyes. Those same red eyes were glaring at her now and she clearly wanted revenge. Even closed her eyes tight, not wanting to see, not wanting to know, not wanting to be there. Up on her knees and just waiting, she could hear Louise hacking and coughing like crazy and Eve just about dry heaved from the sound of it alone. It was hard kneeling up like that for so long, keeping herself ready to be spit into, and having to keep her blazing red bottom, so spanked and caned, from resting on her heels or the floor. It made her thigh muscles start to tremble the longer she had to wait, and she could hear some of the boys whisper as if they were enjoying the show. Finally the most disgusting warm blob of yuck flew into the back of her mouth and almost into her throat, and Louise was laughing gleefully, the geek too. They made fun of the fact she wasn't laughing with them. When Eve tried to bend down to her bowl and deposit Sneeze Louise's allergic slime, the geek tugged on the leash, keeping her up longer. Louise was going for a second round and Eve just moaned as it forced her to hold the sneeze slime in her mouth that much longer. But Louise didn't spit in her face, only on her own shoe and then pointed to it. A jerk from the leash was enough to bend her down, and she had to actually lick the shoe of the disgusting girl, licking the girl's spit and who knew how much filth at the same time. Finally she straightened up as the geek pulled her up and took the nipple twisting from Louise -- thankfully not nearly as hard as the boy, but still really painful. Only then was she finally allowed to deposit what she hadn't already accidentally swallowed into her bowl and crawl further along. Again and again, the pattern, becoming almost a habit, becoming normal for her. Having kids spit on her, having them hurt her, it was just the way things were now and she slowly adjusted herself to it. The only thing she could do was learn to take it, to accept pain as the new normal, to give up any old idea that she was somehow better than the rest of the kids, that she wasn't just an animal to be abused an humiliated. Her bowl was filled with disgusting mix of thick spit and bits of mucus and shoe dirt and she kept crawling it to the next student, obediently ready to accept anymore. Her nipples were starting to hurt almost as bad as her bottom, but what did it matter anymore. She was just going to hurt, it was obvious there was nothing to do about it. She couldn't completely hold back the tears, but they were mostly silent, dripping down her cheeks unnoticed. Bailey might have been the worst. It was a nightmare for Eve to have to lower crawl to her and then kneel up, offering her mouth for the hateful spiteful girl to spit on her. She thought she was so perfect when she really wasn't all that -- as if cup size alone made the girl! But it didn't matter anymore. Eve knew she had lost. Lost to Bailey, lost to Louise, to the Geek, and to all the rest of them. She was the loser. She waited quietly, accepting her fate, only Bailey wouldn't let her off so easy, kept calling her bitch, reinforcing it, insisting she behave like a real dog, not just crawling instead of walking, not just making sure she didn't talk, not just obeying even the most disgusting commands, but actually barking and panting like a stupid dog. Eve glared at her. She was going to far, but then the feel of the cane against her tanned backside and the geek telling her to be a good doggie in that threatening way made her take a deep breath, close her eyes and practially sob out what she knew to be a pathetic bark. The geek tugged, and hissed again, better, doggie and Eve immeidately obeyed, trying to be a good doggie so he wouldn't hit her there again, and she yipped and barked like a real dog, almost sticking out her tongue a little as she panted, knowing she had to do a good job or the geek would make her pay. Bailey laughed and laughed and called her names, and only when she was finally satisfied that Eve was totally destroyed and only a barking dog was left waiting to be spit on, only then did she spit in her face, hitting her upper lip mostly so Even had to wipe it into her mouth with her tongue while her nipples were being tortured. Bailey had her fancy fingernails of course and knew how to use them, and made Eve whine like an abused little dog and the geek laughed at that too before dragging her away to the next horror. Eugene. Hugene. She saw his small eyes glimmering at her, looking down like the bowl of spit meant nothing to him. Somehow, Mr. Robert agreed to let him do what he wanted with her, as if each kid was somehow allowed to do whatever they felt like it to her. Eve groaned and tried to get up off her hands and knees, and stumbled head first into his legs, she was so weak and shaky. The geek had to help lift her, quite inappropriately of course, until she was lying totally defeated, as limp as a wrung out rag, across the fat boys lap, waiting to be punished like a naughty schoolgirl, which she mostly was not. But she didn't think of it as unfair, and didn't pity herself. She just turned her mind off she could accept it, it was just what was coming to her -- how she was going to be treated from now on. Her life. She lay still and silent, her naked bottom across his lap, face down staring into her bowl of accumulated spit waiting to be punished for nothing in particular except being her.