Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

The man re-emerged into the room, this time completely naked. He had made them some basic sandwiches, a little bit of meat in between two slices of bread. There was nothing else on them, mainly because anything else would have given them extra unneeeded calories. It was all in the plan. Still, when he found himself back into the shower room, he saw Gemma still lying there, the shampoo starting to disappear as the water had been running over her. What the fuck! The man said as he made his way back into the room. Pulling Gemma up by her hair, he pushed her against the pole that held the shower head. What the fuck are you doing? Have you just been fucking lying there? He asked her, still holding her hair. He personally liked cold showers, they felt good, and it made him feel cleaner and more refreshed. That being said, he was still an athlete. He didn't even acknowledge Sugar in her little cage. The trail of the mixture of vomit and semen starting to rin in the shower. Look at my fucking shower! He yelled at her, dragging her by the hair and nearly pushing her face into her own vomit. Looking back at the cage, he pointed at Sugar. Did you let her do this? Huh? Answer me you fucking piece of shit? He said, dropping Gemma hard on the ground before getting almost a running start and kicking Sugar's cage. You are as responsible for this piece of shit as she is. He said, leaning down and opening her cage, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her out alongside Gemma. You both are going to clean this fucking shower. He said in a fit of rage. He wouldn't give them any sort of cleaning supplies or anything, which meant only one thing. They had to clean it with their mouths. God help you if you don't do a damn good job. He said as he looked down at them before removing Sugar's gag, taking it with him out of the room. He was unsure what Gemma was going to be able to do, but she better do something. The man thought about making things tougher for them, but he knew they were in a tough spot as it was. They could clean the shower, and if they vomited again, they would have to clean it again, and the cycle would continue. He still hadn't figured out what their punishment would be should they not complete the task, or even if he would even keep Gemma around. The girl was far more trouble than she was worth. Clyde had realized how brutal he had been to her, but in his defense, she completely deserved it. The man continued to shower, waiting for the two girls to finish their job, before he decided what would actually come next. Hell, he might even decide that he didn't want to keep Sugar around either. They both knew that he was capable of killing them if he wanted to, and he would be more than able to cover it up and deceive the administration. Why couldn't the girls at this school just be good? Why did there have to be so many slackers? Still, maybe he'd have another round with both of them before he actually decided. When he was clean, looked down at them. This fucking shower better be clean by the time I get back from changing. He told them before he disappeared once again to get on a pair of sweatpants and a wife beater tank top. Exiting his office, he made his way back towards the shower, hoping for their sake that the shower was clean.