Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

When Gemma finally passed out, Clyde made a noise that exemplified just how disgusted he was. Leaning down he came inside her throat, and finally pulled out unblocking the airway in her neck, he spit on her face one more time. He would show her that she was tarnishing the good and prestigious name of her school, as well as the luster and prestigious of her high school's dominant softball team. There was a sort of veil around them, they kept winning games, their athletes were quiet and went about their business but they also worked the hardest on the field. The way she was behaving made the entire team look bad. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he wiped the tip of his cock off before pulling his shorts back up and leaving the room for a brief moment. He had noticed that she had no shorts and no panties which meant that they came off somewhere between the field and his office. He walked around for a little bit, finally finding the bloody things on the ground. Picking them up, he balled them up and held them in his hand. The smell of her stale piss wafted up to his nose, and the man shook his head. She was clearly exhausted, and the fact that she could barely fight him showed just what kind of shape she was in. It was a brutal raping sure, but it was done to teach her a lesson. Clyde honestly thought that she would be better off because of it. If she quit the softball team, that would be fine, but sooner or later she would have to join another team and come into contact with him again. He didn't know what he was going to do with her, and he wondered if she had even come around yet. Making his way back into his office, he looked at her limp form on his desk. Shaking his head, he made his way around to her head and sat down in his chair. She was breathing out of her nose because the large amount of cum that he had sprayed into her mouth was just sitting in there, full almost to her lips. Some of it was leaking out of her mouth and trailing down her face. The leash and collar dangled off of her and onto the ground, the end of the leash in a pool of cum and saliva mainly. The school was empty now, at least the athletic building and most of the classrooms were. Standing up and moving around to the other side, he grabbed her legs and he dragged her off of the desk, and left her lying in a crumpled heap on the ground. Her back was braced against the cold metal of his desk, and the man wiped his mouth. Reaching down and grabbing the leash, he dragged her limp body into the shower room, turning on a few of the heads and letting them wash over her body. She stunk, likely from the concotion of vile liquid that was before her, and he just left her there, in the shower for a second. If she wanted to get away, she would have to sneak past his office. Still, he kicked the cage that Sugar was in, making sure she was still alive, before he took the black cloth off exposing her to a bit of light. Glancing at her inside, he smiled, before he reached into his desk and grabbed another collar and another leash. Thinking about it for a second, he decided against it, putting the collar and the leash back inside of his desk before he just picked the cage up, with Sugar inside of it, and made his way to the shower, almost throwing it down on the ground. It was clear. Clyde did not respect these girls. Both of them were in the situations that they were in because they were fucking off and not exerting themselves. He switched the water to cold water, realizing that they didn't even deserve the luxury of hot or warm water. Disappearing for a moment again, he returned with a bottle of left over shampoo that one of the other students had left. Opening it, he squirted some inside of the cage on Sugar, and some over the lifeless body that was Gemma. If Gemma didn't come around soon, there could be a problem, but Sugar was still alive and kicking. Bending down, he tied the end of Gemma's leash to the base of the pole that the shower head was on. He had to go get some food and maybe some water for the girls. They wouldn't get a lot, he was trying to keep them in shape, but they would get something that was high in nutritional value. He trusted that nothing would happen while he was gone, both girls could barely move, so he took his time while he walked to the kitchen, whistling a joyful tune down the empty halls. Today had been a good day.