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Subject: "Adventures of Jade, Chapter 10" Code: (F,f,Ff,ff,fff,inc.,reluc.,mc) Nom De Plume: "HummmveeHotmail.com"Date: 10-06-02ADVENTURES OF JADE ©(Chapter 10) By Hummmvee(tales of Lust, Depravity, and Seduction) Disclaimer: The following intellectual property is for entertainment purposes of
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Regarding erotic writing: More often than not, fantasies should remain just that;
another's words: 'Don't try this at home'. Comments are encouraged, appreciated, and
always welcome, so don't be shy. "Sugar" Nectar is most abundant near the source . . .
Jenna listened raptly near the closed office door that was suddenly the center of
her juvenile world. The intriguing tidbits coming through the door, piqued her interest.
Clearly, the school nurse was having a heated conversation with Jane Warner, the
school's new art teacher. Jenna was shocked to hear Ms.Warner's admission at having
lesbian desires; totally inappropriate, for this was an 'all-girls' school. No doubt, the
nurse will try to confirm the facts, and then the poor woman will be terminated.
Jenna was even in one of Jane's art classes. She liked the shy, sensitive blonde. Too
bad. Jenna felt guilty for listening in on their private conversation, but basically, had
nothing else to do until her new duties were explained to her. "I think we shouldn't jump to conclusions, Jane. You underwent an extensive hiring
examination. If you were gay, it would have shown up on the tests. You are highly
qualified for this job; I'd hate to see you throw a good future away, based on some
'feeling', and after only one day on the job." "No, I'm not imagining this! I already told the principal. I presume she sent me here
for you to legally fire me." Jane was sobbing again. "Look, I'm the nurse here. It's my job to determine what is and what isn't
appropriate. Until I've made a diagnosis to the contrary, you are perfectly normal-and
will not be doing any 'presuming'. Understand?" Jane was unconvinced but did like her new job, and after all, Nurse Shannon was
entrusted by the administration to rule in these matters. She also wore the higher
ranking orange pin, and discipline was considered paramount at St. Beave's. Jane was
not about to add insubordination to her imminent pink slip. 'Might as well let her run the necessary tests before I have to clean out my desk.'
Jane lamented her career's false start. -Sigh- "Okay, let's get this over with. What do you want me to do?" "That's better. Now then, we're going to run some tests that will immediately tell us
what we need to know. I'll need you to step out of your skirt, remove your blouse, and
put on this paper gown - while I get everything ready for your psychological and
physical evaluation." Shannon handed Jane the blue paper gown and left the room. Jane was thankful for
the privacy. On the way out, Shannon almost collided with young Jenna Parker. The blonde
stammered and stuttered. The nurse was hoping to catch the teen near the door
eavesdropping, so this confirmation pleased Shannon. She eyed the stunning fifteen-year-old blonde. "You are on time. That's good. I have an unscheduled patient to attend to, so I can
only superficially go over your duties for today. I may need your assistance inside the
exam room at some point, so stay within earshot." Jenna was somewhat nervous for having been so near the door when Shannon burst
out, nearly running her down in the process. It appeared to her that Shannon was
unconcerned about what the blonde might have overheard, and now she was being
encouraged to listen in on events inside the little examination room. Jenna was instructed regarding her filing duties, and then told to 'keep it down'.
With that, Shannon returned to her first official crisis. Jenna found that she was
mesmerized by the tall, hard, care-practitioner. The no-nonsense demeanor was
attractive, and the woman seemed very disciplined. She was also
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confident. She reminded her of her sister, except that this woman was older and more
plastic-looking. There was also something about her that made Jenna somewhat afraid.
Jenna wondered what was going to happen to the shy art teacher (with whom she
identified with a lot). Sitting on the exam table, Jane was very nervous. The short paper gown tied in the
front, and barely covered her crotch. When she sat down, it became even shorter. The
paper was thin and flimsy, and awfully tight. One wrong move, and it could rip. Jane
took small breaths to avoid this possibility. As she gripped the edge of the table
tightly, she wondered why she had to take her clothes off in the first place. What kind
of test was this going to be? Didn't she already pass a comprehensive physical on
Friday? Why was the paper so translucent? It sure didn't leave much to the
imagination! "Now then, let's get down to business. Tell me, when was it that your mind first
realized you had girl-oriented feelings?" Shannon had her clipboard, and sat down on her wheeled stool in front of the
blushing blonde. Shannon crossed her legs slowly, evoking Jane's attention. Her
uniform was much too short. Carelessly crossing her legs could reveal more than just
toned thighs, and she was deliberately careless! This exam was going to be a lot of fun
for one of them. The nurse adjusted the cover-music via her handy remote, then
tapped her pen against her cheek, eyeing the new teacher over her mirrored
sunglasses. Jane collected her thoughts and began to answer, but found the
circumstances distracting. "Well, my mind is a little fuzzy on this, but I think my self-doubt began on Friday,
during my examination." "Go on, Jane. I'm listening." The nurse pretended to be taking notes. "I was waiting in here for my insurance physical with a few of the other teachers. I
remember how attractive everyone was. I felt so inadequate compared to the others.
They all looked more like models than teachers. Their bodies were so feminine and
curvy. I'd never noticed such women before." "Surely there's more? I don't see how this alone makes you a 'Lesbian', or a danger to
the student body. Do you remember anything else about the exam?" This was an important question. Since the mind control techniques were still highly
experimental, the fiendish organization needed to constantly monitor the scientific
capabilities of their subterfuge. If a victim remembered too much of the debauchery, it
could pose a hazard to the whole organization. "It's so strange, but no, I can't recall much." Jane's brows were scrunched together
as she was trying hard to remember some details - any details!She was unfortunately
wholly unsuccessful.Nurse Shannon was again amazed and pleased at the
effectiveness of the mind control system. "I guess I'm missing something, Jane. You were waiting for your physical with
several pretty coworkers . . . and, is that it?" "You see, I get this headache if I try to think about it too hard. I think it was later at
home that those events seemed to affect me." "Oh, and how so?" "I was feeling very . . . well, you know - horny. I don't usually have those kinds of
feelings, and never that strongly. Recalling those experiences of earlier in the day,
later caused me much conflict." "But you said you didn't really remember anything specific from your physical. So
how could something you can't remember be causing all this mental anguish?" The blonde brows wrinkled again. The nurse had a point. Yet Jane did seem to
recall waiting with others for the nurse to begin their physicals. Yes, that's when she
first felt those stirrings within! Jane was happy to share this newly remembered
detail, but Shannon was rarely nonplused. "So when you got home, and remembered the images of your pretty coworkers; what
happened then? Did their memory tempt you to masturbate?" Jane nodded demurely. As she was never this open, so it surprised even her that her
big mouth opined her thoughts so eagerly, and before she had the chance to make up
something more politically correct. Paradoxically, something in this sterile space was
helping her feel comfortable. But she hated doctor visits, didn't she? Alas, the
soothing music seemed to caress her fears away, making her speak her mind like
alcohol always did. "Well? Did you end up . . . you know?" "I was tempted, but I don't do that! Never have; not all the way. It's not right! It's d-i-r-t-y!" "Who on earth pounded that shit into your head?" "My mother always said it was dirty, and if I touched myself there, I would get
Leprosy! Leprosy is a horrible condition!" Shannon couldn't believe her ears. Talk about immature adults. She would have to
take care of this, and pronto! "Look kid. You're young, so I'm going to help you out here. Your mother lied to you.
She was probably just an insecure, and immature woman who projected her frightful
ignorances on a defenseless child! Or, she had parents who thusly poisoned her own
mind." Jane shook her head in confusion. Deep down, she knew the negative aura
surrounding 'self-gratification' was all a big Santa Claus style exaggeration, but the
snappy dance tunes coming from the wall speakers were starting to make her want to
sing along. It was all so silly really. She was sweating over nothing. What was wrong
with feeling good? Touching herself had always felt good. Too good. Perhaps her
fears were not her own, but projected on her by imperfect parents? Maybe so. The
could be right. In any case, she instantly forgave
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shortcomings, as her legs wagged back and forth to the frenzied beat. The nurse studied the younger blonde. The messages hidden within the music were
having their desired inhibition-reducing effect. In this case, they were just messages of
comfort and trust and safety. Jane's nipples had already begun stabbing her paper
gown. Perhaps the risque chat, combined with the frictional coefficient of the paper
against her flesh was to blame for the now apparent twin nippular erections. Shannon
could almost see up into Jane's crotch as the blonde unmindfully swung her legs fore
and aft. It was time to begin the physical portion of the examination. Shannon never
tired of this type of activity! "I hope you understand what I've been trying to say to you, honey. Now then . . . let's
get this show on the road." Jane watched the nurse walk over to a machine on wheels. It looked like an
electrocardiograph or electroencephalogram device. This was one nurse who knew how
to walk like a real woman! Jane could not help but stare and moisten. As the gizmo
was wheeled into position near the patient, Shannon prepped it, all-the-while explaining
the upcoming procedure to Jane. "This will measure your body's reactions to stimuli. It's quite painless, yet very
reliable. We will know in no time whether you are still an employee of St. Beave's
Academy for Girls." Those words cut into Jane like a rusty nail. She wished she had not been so honest
earlier at the Principal's office. As Jane tormented herself with guilt, Shannon
prepared the seven sensors for strategic placement on the patient's body. Jane visibly
stiffened when they were unveiled. "Please open the top of your gown and remove your bra." Jane Warner figured something like this was coming, but the words still shook her
when they came. Her compliance was sluggish. That was fine as far as Shannon was
concerned; prolonging the process just sweetened her seduction. Of course, Jane was
having a bit of trouble getting the paper gown off her shoulders without tearing it.
Shannon's patience was in reality, quite limited. In frustration, she took hold of the
thin blue paper at Jane's shoulders and yanked it down to her waist, completely
tearing it in the process. "Ooohh!" A second practiced move scythed the a-cup bra clean off - so quickly, that Jane didn't
know it had happened at first. She now sat on the exam table topless; her arms
trapped at her side by the remnants of the paper gown and still dangling bra. She
looked down at her nakedness. A red flush began enveloping her, starting at her face.
If she moved her arms in modesty, the gown could become even further torn, and
possibly expose her . . . moist panties. She decided to remain motionless and mute
after the nurse's surgical strike. Jane would be a 'big girl' and just take her medicine.
Hopefully the exam would be short. "I have to place these sensors on your body, before we can record your responses." The first two sensors were attached to Jane's temporal lobes. The area was first
thoroughly massaged, then dabbed with a special paste. The other end of the sensor's
wire was plugged into the base of the impressive-looking machine. Jane's shyness
made this situation of toplessness almost unbearable. She scanned the nurse's face to
see if
Lolitas Cp Shannon was looking at her inadequate 32A chest. The blue-mirrored sunglasses
made this inconclusive. The third sensor was to be placed at the base of Jane's coccyx; to her, a very
sensual area. The preemptive massage on that spot
Lolitas Cp didn't help matters. The precious
metal at the sensor's center caused chills up and down Jane's spinal column, whose
nipples immediately stiffened, and the areolas crinkled. The gown became further
damaged during this process. Shannon was smiling in advance of her next move. "Heyyy!!!" Ms. Warner protested loudly as Shannon suddenly massaged each naked tit with her
long-nailed fingers. Liquid now uncontrollably seeped out of the art teacher's juncture. "Hold still. I don't like this any more than you do!" Each boob was receiving plenty of attention. The worst was when Shannon grazed
the areolas and nipples with those long, glossy nails. A dab of paste soon found its
way to each nipple, which Shannon rubbed in vigorously. It seemed to Jane that the
nurse spent more time with her breasts, than she did when placing the sensors at her
temporal lobes or back. But, since there was seemingly nothing untoward in the
professional's facial expression, Jane tolerated the illicit contact - for now. Her main
concern was her rising passion; guilty 'proof' of her abnormality. Jane was certain
she would be confirmed unsuitable to teach here. She knew what the nurse would do
next: The cold sensors would make contact with her nipples;
Lolitas Cp only this next pair of
sensors appeared a little different. They were not sticky, cloth discs, but instead,
alligator-style clamps! Jane almost came as they were fastened at the base of each
nipple. "Ooooohhhhh!" The response was, of course, involuntary - and if this continued, Jane feared she
would not be able to maintain control over her young body. Luckily, there were only
two sensors to go. But where would they be placed? She gritted her teeth, and her
heart raced in fear. Shannon answered Jane's unspoken question by lightly scratching
Jane's belly - a spot between her navel and her soggy paper-hidden pubes. Shivers and
goose bumps erupted immediately after the contact. Jane was seriously aroused and
leaking, but despite that, she was feeling this strange detached calm. With that sensor placed, there remained only one. "Stand up Jane - carefully, and watch those wires." "Now, remove the rest of your paper modesty-gown." This was too much! If Jane complied, it would leave her clad only in her panties.
She debated what to do, fearing she knew where the last sensor would probably end up.
Sensing hesitation, Shannon once again, took matters into hand. The lightning-quick
strike, left torn bits of blue paper slowly floating to the floor, thus leaving a freshly
denuded art teacher standing only in heels, socks and (moist) panties. Apparently she
was now also cold, because a look down made Jane painfully aware of her artificially-encouraged, nipple lengthening. Perhaps this was due to the metal clamps? The part
that made the nurse chuckle, was the appearance of a huge oil slick, whose origins
appeared to be about one inch below where she was about to place the last sensor.
Jane's white panty had become sheer, as a result of the voluminous, uncontrolled
seepage. One could just make out the impression and shadow of the vertical smile of
Jane's vulva. Jane could only stand there, in confused, pre-orgasmic bliss. "I don't want to embarrass you too much, so I'll let you keep your panties on after the
last sensor is in place. I know how tense these situations of
Lolitas Cp modesty can be for a shy
person such as yourself." Jane was relieved; at least she was, until Shannon stepped forward again and see-sawed her panties down far enough to expose her mound of Venus to her slit's
beginning. Immediately Shannon began the preemptive massage; a ritual she
performed prior to placement of all the previous six sensors. "Ooohh, God, no!" "Hush baby Jane, 'nursey' knows what she's doing."
Lolitas Cp Jane looked down in horror at the sexy sight that was her. There was this
wonderful contact on her pudendal plain, that was not of her own doing. It was
awesome! Never had Jane been forced to submit to such pleasure. Shannon was
impressed with Jane's evident level of moisture. Obviously, she must have been doing
a pretty fair job of pushing all her secret girl/girl buttons. 'She must be going absolutely-fucking-crazy with lust!', mused the nurse. It was only
a matter of time before a finger would accidentally make contact with the twenty-one-year-old's unused clitoris. The moment was to be profound! "AAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeee-e-e-e . . . . n-ooooooooooo!!!!" Jane collapsed to the floor from an astounding orgasmic onslaught - only her second
of such intensity. Nurse Shannon Obanyon chuckled at her prowess; slightly
disappointed that the orgasm had arrived so quickly. But she was a professional; she
would just have to work around this minor setback. Poor Jenna had been listening. She had completed her duties and could not but help
overhear everything. It was all so randy! She became aware of a strange leakage in
her own panties. This affliction had been bedeviling her more and more frequently
lately. She was just about to check under her skirt, and confirm the leakage source;
when the office door suddenly opened, framing the tall redheaded nurse. Those long,
white leather boots were so outrageous - but it was a good look on her. "Please come in, Ms. Parker. My patient has succumbed to unconsciousness and I
need you to help me get her up off the floor." Though Jenna obeyed, her heart was racing at the prospect of the level of undress
she might find her art teacher in. What happened in there anyway? Jenna was
unprepared for the squalid scene. The lithe blonde lay crumpled on the floor. She wore black shoes with a medium heel
and 'little-girl' socks. Her smallish tits were exposed, and there were wires connected
to her. It was way-cool the way the sheer white panties only half-covered Jane's
pudendum. Jenna chided herself for staring at the poor teacher, who was oh-so
vulnerable! "What happened to her?" "I suppose she fainted from the excitement of her examination. It happens
sometimes. Nothing I can't handle though." The nurse picked up one side, waiting for Jenna to take the hint and pick up Jane's
other half. Shannon caught the teenage blonde shyly copping a look at the half-covered
crotch as they hoisted Jane onto the examination table. "Jenna, look at me!" This startled the teen from her illicit ocular invasion of Jane's external reproductive
organs. She had been busted! Jenna turned red as she looked at the nurse. "What happens in this office, is very personal - and strictly private. You are not to
share with others anything that occurs here. That would be a violation of patient trust,
and subject to swift disciplinary action. Do you understand young lady?" Jenna nodded. She felt good about being in on secrets. The fact that she was
accorded trust made her feel more adult. She decided to just be grown up about the
things she might see as integral, incidental parts of this new part-time job. Jenna could
not help detect Jane's odour of sweat (mixed with something more exotic). She eyed
the teacher's naked chest hungrily, categorizing size and swell. The blonde was lithe.
Jane was four or five inches shorter than Jenna. But though shorter, they probably
weighed about the same. Jane's extra weight was probably in the woman's curvier
hips and older, denser bone structure. Jenna's attention settled where the woman's
legs met her hips. She could see the top, or start-point, of the woman's blonde pubic
hair. Why was this exciting to her? Briefly, it reminded her of seeing another older
woman's blonde locks recently - her Mother's. Shannon watched Jenna's hunger. She
was almost shaking from excitement, and yet she was probably too innocent to
understand her true desires. That's exactly why Shannon picked her - that, plus the
fact that she was young and 'supermodel' gorgeous. "You okay Jenna?" "Yes, I'm fine. Glad I could help you with Ms. Warner. Will that be all?" Jenna was disappointed that her task was done, and would probably have to go back
to filing, or maybe even worse: polishing bedpans! "Do you want to stay?" Jenna looked at Shannon with surprise, then inadvertently at the still unconscious
teacher. She nodded a shy affirmative. Jenna was happy to be needed, as Shannon
was treating her like the responsible adult she so wanted to be. "Welcome aboard then! But remember . . . P-R-I-V-A-C-Y, is our watchword here!" Shannon winked at Jenna, then patted her on the rump. "You can help me with this next task. I need to apply this last electrode to her before
I begin her tests. Do you think you can use that razor over there, and remove this patch
of hair for me? There mustn't be any hair under the sensor, or it could cause false
readings." Nurse Shannon used her long, red-tipped index finger to hook Jane's panty - then
pull it down further, to expose most of the woman's blonde-furred vulva to her new
partner-in-crime. Pointing at the target area with her other hand, she
Lolitas Cp surveyed young
Jenna's face for a reaction. Poor Jenna. Her eyes had completely come out of their sockets (well, almost). She
really was shaking visibly, but her eyes never left the mildly carpeted plain between
Jane's legs. It was an incredible sight as the redhead pulled the art teacher's panty
down for Jenna to see everything! Gallons of something wet, felt like they were
escaping from Jenna's own crotch; the rivulets tickling her thighs on their way down.
Surely that was just her imagination? The teen was mega-embarrassed, but also very
much excited. She moved toward the nearby razor. "That-a-girl! But first you must soften the area with that moisturizer." The nurse used her fingertips to graze the sleeping mound and show Jenna where
she was supposed to trim. The sleeper moaned. Shannon then pulled Jane's panty
down to mid-thigh. The teen struggled for control over her own extremities, and for a
sordid look into the moist gash. With a lot of effort, Jenna ejaculated some shaving
cream onto the sleeping woman's vulva. She had to go real slow, because of the needed
level of concentration. Gingerly, she rubbed the fertile plain with her teenage
fingertips. Another moan from the sleeper, but a quick glance confirmed that she was
still in dreamland. Jenna felt so dirty. Her subconscious hunger for adult female flesh
was being fully fed today. "That's it Jenna, honey . . . you're doin' just fine. You just may be a doctor in the
making! I'm sure if Jane were awake now, she would tell you how wonderful your
touch is. There, that should be enough. You may try the razor now,
Lolitas Cp but be gentle with
her little blonde pussy!" Jenna creamed in her overwrought panties again, as she heard the colorful
metaphor. It was difficult to shave the 'pussy' because of her own uncomfortably
swollen tongue, shaking hands, and watering eyes. Jenna was not used to such
stimulation, but she was a trooper, and vowed to stalwartly march through the difficult
task. The two of them stood between the supine Jane Warner's legs but bumped into
each other a lot because of the limited space there. Soon, Jenna had shaved a bare
patch big enough to place the sensor on. Shannon was still improvising these
meaningless procedures, and just thought of another wrinkle to add. "You know, you might as well just shave everything off. It'll be easier that way. I'm
sure Jane won't mind, and it will grow back. Why don't I just take these panties off
completely, so you have better access?" Jenna stepped back and observed the nurse swiftly yank the sheer, wet material off
the senseless art teacher. The view was fantastic. Jenna had never experienced
anything like this before. Even the sudden and surprising nudity of the past few days
had been fleeting, and/or somehow under pressure. But now, she had time to feed!
Jane Warner, her art teacher, lay completely bare right in front of the curious student.
Nurse Shannon playfully brought the sodden panty to her face, and closing her eyes,
inhaled the woman's residual musk! Jenna was flabbergasted until she saw Shannon
look at her, wink, then laugh. Jenna was relieved that the nurse was just being
playful. Just as the teen wondered what the panties might smell like, Shannon
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them under Jenna's cute button-nose. Inadvertently Jenna inhaled, then immediately
blushed. Surprisingly, the smell was pleasing to her, and her virgin pussy shamelessly
erupted (yet again) with an approving accolade of fluid. Shannon's expression told
Jenna it was just more playfulness, so she shyly returned the nurse's smile. "Finish her off, Jenn!" Never catching the innuendo, Jenna resumed her fastidious work. It was obvious to
her that she was not the only one suffering from a moisture problem. Unfortunately,
the woman's crotch-odour was somehow exciting young Jenna - even though she knew
nothing of the proven effects of female pheromones. 'How strange that this woman's
scent is so stimulating' mused the young blonde. While Jenna was engrossed in her
work, the nurse slipped the recumbent teacher's wet panties into the hem of the rear
part of Jenna's skirt, and then playfully patted her rump again. Jenna almost cut the
woman's privates! That nurse was getting a little too chummy, in her opinion. Still, it
was a pleasant job so far; there were nice tunes in the background, and she was
entrusted with serious and important work. Someone finally appreciated her maturity! "Excellent work young Lady, now you can finish by rubbing in the soothing salve,
and your part is done." Shannon handed Jenna a bottle bearing the now familiar 'B.B.' logo. Just as Jenna
squirted the salve into her palms, the nurse gripped the unconscious teacher's ankles,
and to Jenna's utter shock, lifted the legs high in the air; spreading them wide. "This should make it easier for you . . ." It was all Jenna could do just to keep standing on her rubbery legs. This was so
outrageous - wasn't it? She'd never worked at a doctor's office, but this seemed pretty
far out. The music made her comfortable though, and the nurse was surely a pro, that
she had to trust. If the school had confided in this woman's medical skills, Jenna saw
no reason why she shouldn't. The blonde fifteen-year-old stared at the frothy opening to the art teacher's inner
sanctum. It was truly beautiful. This was the first adult twat that she had seen up
close. She tried to record every detail this time - like how the blonde vaginal lips
popped open as nurse Shannon spread the creamy thighs, and the way a string of wet
slimy stuff appeared on the lips as they parted, then snapped and disappeared. She
ogled the inviting inner pinkness, then saw a little bump at the top poke out from its
protective hood. Jenna was desperately trying to be professional, but this work was
turning her on! The sights, sounds, touches and smells were exciting her more than
anything had previously in her short life! Jenna wiped the tepid twat with a soft towel, before applying the moisturizer.
Strangely, the sleeping teacher was murmuring in her sleep more and more. There
was even a slight gyration in those hips, as Jenna finished up. Surely the nurse saw
her hands tremble? Shannon took over and squeezed a length of the special paste directly onto the
glistening Mons, before affixing the last sensor. "There, we're ready to proceed! I think I should probably secure her into the
stirrups. Help me hold her, Jenna. We don't want her to injure herself. The machine
sometimes feedbacks mild electrical current that can cause involuntary muscle
spasms." The nurse worked fastidiously, tightly wrapping Velcro fasteners against legs, and
arms. Jenna was surprised by all the convenient tricks and gadgets the exam table
was capable of, as it securely entrapped its prey like a padded-metal spider. The
sudden activity caused the supine teacher to begin to rouse. "Why don't you have a seat over in that chair, Jenna. I may ask you to assist, so pay
attention. I think she's waking up." The art teacher moaned, as her head traversed from side to side. When her eyes
slowly opened, the first thing they saw was a bunch of blinking lights from a machine
with seven wires coming out of it. She tried to raise her arm, but could not. Why not?
In time the situation hit her like a hundred tons! She screamed, almost causing Jenna
to fall out of her chair behind the snared teacher. "What's happening, why am I tied up like this!? Oh my God, I'm completely naked!" "Not quite honey, you're still wearing socks and shoes!" "Oh my God, what happened to my vagina. What are you doing to me?" Shannon was surprised to see the woman struggling so, and advanced the aural
messaging system to a higher level of potency. The bonds were holding as Jane looked
from her nakedness to the nurse, then back again. Either she grew tired, or the
control methods reached greater potency. Whatever the case, Jane began struggling
less, and she
Lolitas Cp started accepting her current powerlessness. Jenna kept quiet and out of
sight, but tried angling her chair so that she could see the reclined and naked art
teacher better. Jane began to cry again. "You passed out earlier, so I had to restrain you. I didn't want you falling down
again. You could get hurt that way!" "But my clothes are gone!!" "Don't worry, they're close by. Your garments were getting in my way. No need to be
embarrassed, I'm your nurse. Believe me, I've seen it all before, Blondie!" "But . . . my vagina . . . it's totally shaved!!!" "Nothing to worry about Jane, honey. I need you 'follically challenged' for the
electrodes to read accurately. Your pubes 'll grow back, you'll see!" "But . . . but . . . you can't do this . . . " Jane began struggling again. She was a shy one for sure! It was time for Shannon
to take control once more. Though the impressive looking machine was in no way
capable of determining the art teacher's sexual preferences, it was capable of
producing a mild electric shock. The guts in the machine were actually once part of a
cattle containment system used in electrifying fencing. The nurse adjusted a knob and
Jane's hips flew off the exam apparatus. "Owwwwwww!!!" In doing so, her pudendum obscenely lurched off the padded seat, and thrust into the
air. This pleased Shannon, who approached the new teacher and stood between her
widely splayed but secured legs. She reached down and pushed the eager beaver back
down into the seat. "Please stop squirming around. The quicker I can administer your test, the sooner
we can all go home. I'm going to begin your exam now. Try to relax, and react
naturally. I'm going to scrutinize your visual, aural, tactile, and olfactory reactions.
Each of your responses will give me a clue into your psychological state. " Jane listened, momentarily distracted from the agony of her extremely vulnerable
state of undress via the redhead's assertive words. Jane contemplated her situation:
The office door was closed. The nurse was a professional. This wasn't so bad? A few
little questions, and Jane would get to go home to her spartan apartment. She was
almost able to forget her compromising position. The rhythmic dance-beat in the
background certainly helped in soothing her embarrassment. Shannon picked up another Burning Bush product. With one hand she pulled the
zipper of her uniform down to her belly-button, with the other she sprayed a shot of
the nefarious perfume between her globes. The ex-stripper favored the least subtle
fragrance in the Burning Bush lineup: 'Rape'. Like a Lolitas Cp crouching tiger, Shannon stalked
the prone and helpless teacher, moving in a predatory fashion. She stood once again,
between the spread-eagled blonde's thighs. Jane could clearly see a red bra holding
back Shannon's industrial hooterage. She began to tremble with desire for the
dominating dame. "What do you
Lolitas Cp think of the scent I'm wearing?" Jane had not gotten a whiff of it yet, so she jacked her head up off the table/chair,
trying to shorten the distance between them. Shannon decided to help her out by
leaning forward so that her tan cleavage shook only inches from her intended victim.
The awkward position caused the nurse's torso to rub the patient's slick, newly nude
vulvic expanse. Jane inhaled the psychotropic aroma, and it heightened her usually
inhibited passions. As the heady scent tormented her nostrils, the straining nurse-bosoms teased receptors in her brain's occipital lobes. Jane struggled to keep her
rising excitement below a simmer, but then did not count on the frictional assault on
her privates by Ms. Obanyon's uniform. The nurse was accidentally rubbing herself
against the helpless teacher. To make matters worse, Shannon kept re-adjusting her
position, thus causing even more inadvertent pleasure. When the cold metal zipper
rubbed Jane's exposed clitoris in just the right way, the poor creature erupted again! "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The abused shaved pussy could not take the insurrectionary siege. The orgasm was
so intense, that Jane again lost her sense of awareness and her cunt expelled her
rarely used lubricant. The pleasure barrage took another reluctant victim! Jenna watched in confusion and trembled. Why did everything suddenly revolve
around sex? She saw the nurse look at her and smile evilly before getting up off of the
indolent Jane. "Come here Jenna. Quickly!" That was easier said than done, as Jenna was near sexually-induced paralysis. Only
through sheer concentration did she manage to find herself at the nurse's side, and
once again between the unconscious teacher's wide-splayed thighs. Yes, Jenna looked. "Poor bitch seems to have a hair trigger! Quickly, block her fluids from getting all
over the upholstery while I find a towel. That's real leather you know! It could get
ruined." Jenna did not understand the request exactly. To her soggy mind, everything was
lovely and titillating. Shannon did not wait for the sluggish blonde-covered cranium
beside her to catch up with the meaning of her words. She grabbed the teens hand and
thrust it into the drooling gash of Jane Warner! Poor little frustrated teen. This was
too much. Jenna began hyperventilating. The nurse was not helping matters by
thrusting the young hand even deeper into Jane's tight, foamy hollow - then pumping it
in and out. The little fist only went partway in, as there seemed to be a membraneous
blockage. Soon, the curious teen was Lolitas Cp
exploring the bald cavern without assistance.
The sight of her own arm moving forward and back inside the glistening hairless twat
was strangely hypnotic. A tiny part of her screamed: stop, run away from this hell;
yet she moved not from her front-row-center vantage point! The damp towel hitting Jenna in the face broke her from her unlikely phantasm. "Clean her up, now." Jenna withdrew her right fist from her teacher's soppy slit, whose lips made a wet
plopping sound as the tight orifice found relief from the invading appendage. Jenna
had no idea how close she came to taking her teacher's virginity! She gently blotted
the slippery slot. "Say, aren't you enjoying yourself a little too much? You're not going Lesbo on me,
are you?" The observation startled Jenna, and shook her lucid. The nurse had been watching
her trance. "N . . n. n-n-oo . . . I was just doing what you t-" "Never mind kid, I'm just joshing with 'ya! Go sit down, I've got to get this exam
behind us." As Jenna stumbled back to her anonymous position, she realized she was feeling
faint; not a moment too soon in planting her derriere. As Shannon brought out the
smelling salts for Jane, a flashing red light issued from the wall phone. This indicated
an important message from the Principal's office. The nurse could guess why Sister
Mary called. "Infirmary, can I help you?" "Look here you Cleveland trailer-trash slut. If you've taken her virginity, I'll skin
you alive! You know the rules." "The hand wasn't deep enough. I think she's still intact." "You're not paid to think, whore! Selective deflowerment will be voted on later. It's
not up to you!" The nurse turned her body for privacy, trying to prevent Jenna from hearing her
conversation with the Principal. Yes, Mary had been watching all on the monitors. It
was her responsibility to enforce the rules of this rag-tag team of professionals and
misfits. A ruptured maidenhead would bring a lower price. Mary realized how vigilant
she would have to be from now on. The drugs combined with the mind control, had an
effect similar to alcohol - severely degrading judgement. Even those in on the plot
sometimes faltered, in spite of their protective innoculations. "Are your shots up to date? We're still trying to determine optimal frequency. Maybe
the protective effects are wearing off? Why don't you step closer to the camera so I can
check your irises." "Look I'm perfectly under control . . . see?" Mary strained in her chair as she scrutinized the image on her monitor. The green
orbs did not seem any more iridescent. She checked the image with Nurse Shannon's
file. The colors
Lolitas Cp of her eyes matched those on her dossier exactly. An indicator of a
build up of the hypotropic chemical influences was a growing iridescence in the iris of
the eye. Perhaps the nurse was under control, just a bit 'fast and loose' in her
approach. This was, after all, new for all of them. Nothing like this had ever been
attempted. Just to be certain, the principal immediately reduced the potency levels of
the various automatic subliminal mind-control systems. "It's your ass if you fuck up! You must control yourself until we cull the herd." "Ten-four." Shannon hung up the pink phone and mouthed the words: B-I-T-C-H, before realizing
that she was still 'on camera'. Oh well, this academy was too much fun to worry about
politics. After all, it was Wanda that was top-dog here, and Shannon knew Wanda well.
Even though Mary was Wanda's sister, Shannon felt she could schmooze through most
any glitches in this experimental program at the resurrected St. Beave's Academy for
Girls. She resented a nepotistic, overpaid, do-nothing 'babysitter' like Principal
Silverstein. "Now where were we ladies?" Jane had come to again, and was focused enough to realize that the nurse's
statement was plural! She looked about her in distress, trying to see if anyone else
was in the room. The restraints made this difficult, but her struggling was enjoyed by
both Jenna and Shannon; not to mention the principal, who was recording all of this. "Is someone else here?" Jane sensed a presence behind her. She struggled against her restraints even more
fiercely, while her breasts jiggled and her hips undulated. "Who's there!" The nurse relished in the art teacher's new fear and discomfort. "Oops, looks like the cat's out of the bag. I guess you might as well meet my new
assistant, Jane." Shannon motioned to Jenna to join her between the restrained teacher's legs. Jenna
complied, albeit sheepishly. "Jane Warner, meet Jenna Parker; my new assistant." Jenna was so nervous that she had extended her hand in greeting; as though the
bound woman could shake her hand. Her futile gesture was greeted by a glistening
pudendum that could only gyrate itself up at Jenna's extended hand. She realized her
faux pas, only after the nurse chuckled heartily. "Oh my God! She's a student!!! You must let me go! I'm naked for God's sake! She
can see everything . . . EVERYTHING!!!" "Jane honey, she may be a student, but she is also a mature student at that, and I am
short-staffed. I'm sure young Jenna will be very discreet." Jenna Lolitas Cp
could only nod as she openly stared into her art teacher's depths. This new
vantage point was far superior. The fifteen-year-old's heart rate was getting away
from her. Her secret lesbian longings were being fully entertained by the sex-crazed
nurse. Jenna needed to wipe the rivers of Mons-moisture from her sweet thighs,
before the seeping fluids reached her shoes. As she seemed to be the center of
attention, this would have to wait until her potty-break. Shannon took this opportunity to put an arm around her new assistant's waist. A
waist so tight and narrow. The ass below, just beckoned a feel. The young breasts
actively agitated the front of Jenna's blouse, and caused the blonde very pleasant
vibrations. Nurse Shannon was quite delighted with her choice for an assistant; very
satisfied indeed. "I can't believe this is happening to me. Has she been here the whole time? Does she
know about my . . . problem?" Jenna blushed red, while the nurse just smiled. Jane had
Lolitas Cp her answer. "Oh my God, no! Jenn's in one of my classes. You can't let her stay here! She's only
sixteen!" "Actually, she's still fifteen, and I'm sure she doesn't have a problem seeing you in
your birthday suit Ms. Warner, do you Jenna?" The smitten teen offered a mute headshake. Jane tried to break her bonds again,
but to no avail. All her motions did, were to expose more of her glistening privates to
the two standing females. If only her legs weren't so widely spread! Why did they
have to stare into her depths so brazenly? "Now if you'll just settle down, we can administer your questionnaire. The machine
will then record your responses. Jenna, I want you to push the little red button
whenever Jane's heart rate maximum is exceeded. Just look at that digital display,
and push this button when the number goes above one-fifty. This will activate an
electric calming agent for Jane, and make her more comfortable." The art teacher relaxed after realizing the futility of her struggles. She almost began
to enjoy watching the nervous teen's body move and wiggle, as the youngster followed
the nurse's instructions. "I'm going to show you a series of images, Jane honey. Just look at the pretty
pictures, and the machine will do the rest." Shannon pointed her remote at a large LCD display that hung from a wall like a
picture. It suddenly glowed to life. The slide show had apparently been prepared in
advance. Lights dimmed. The initial images were innocuous enough: a fire hydrant, a
palm tree, the moon, a cat. Jane's heart rate was steadily falling. Then things picked
up. A cute pre-teen chasing an ice cream truck; same girl licking popsicle; three young
girls skipping rope; you get the idea. All the young-uns were cute, and their little
dresses were . . . well, little. Jane's heartbeat was on the rise. The next series were
runway models doing their . . . well, runway modeling. Yes, the women were hot. To
make matters worse, nurse Shannon began an insidious commentary. She would point
out a hard ass, or a pouty set of lips; just to stimulate the bound teacher. Her
comments became increasingly racy. Even Jenna seemed to be enthusiastically
responding to the slide show. Suddenly the still images turned into video with a
soundtrack. It too started out innocently enough, before quickly turning abhorrent. The images now streaming into the darkened infirmary were surely illegal. Neither
Jane nor Jenna had ever experienced kiddy-porn, but that's surely what it was! The
images were of very young females in various stages of undress, and in progressively
increasing sexual situations. Both Jenna and her bound teacher were getting hot under
the collar. By the end of the program, ten-year-old girls were scissoring their pussies
together, at the suggestion of an older sibling-who was watching and encouraging their
activities. The passion seemed very real, and the proof was in the pudding. Or rather
it was in the copious (pudding-like) secretions, seeping from their tight, hairless
vaginas. The pair was coitus bound, and made ultra-sexy 'little girl' sounds. The older
sister, who appeared to be in her late twenties and very nude, masturbated to the
scene. The dialogue track had been replaced with a music track of the tainted variety. The nurse watched her pair of gudgeons squirming to the hypnotic vid. Jenna kept
crossing and uncrossing her legs while she sat on the tiny wheeled stool, while Jane
could only thrust her hips into the air for relief. This did not accord the art teacher
enough friction to satisfy the boiling urges being extracted from her. Shannon could
see that there was also a sheen of moisture on Jenna's thighs, which closely matched
her teacher's. "Say, Jenna . . . you are not paying attention to your patient! Her heart rate is way
over her maximum. You are a professional now. You have to focus and prioritize!" "I'm sorry . . . I got . . distracted . . ." Shannon chuckled at the depth of her own wickedness, as Jenna jumped up all
confused, and unwittingly administered another electric shock to Jane's pudendum and
nipples. "Ahhhh F-u-c-k!!!" Jane's pelvis arched obscenely once again; pointing her soggy slit in Jenna's
direction. Jane had succumbed anon. Jenna gripped the frame of the machine with
her other hand to keep from falling down. She was so aroused, that hearing a teacher
swear, hardly registered on the shy teen. Jenna did notice how her art teacher's sex
organs had swelled up during her presence here. The tiny privates were entirely slime
covered (to the knees), and the inner vaginal lips had parted somewhat; showing a
divine interior pinkness. Looking up into the flushed face of her new teacher, Jenna
noticed the poor woman had passed out again, then looked at Shannon for further
instructions. Jenna turned and almost chocked; the nurse was slowly taking off her
uniform! Accidentally, Jenna administered another salvo of electric current to the
overindulged teacher. Meanwhile, as Jade sat in her office doing paperwork, a sudden burst of
consciousness struck her broadside. It was as if she had been sleeping most of the day,
and was suddenly awakened by something. She tried prying information from her
slothful brain, but there were no clues forthcoming. Jade simply could not remember
the greater part of her day. She had studiously avoided any contact with the Burning
Bush fragrances or topicals, so why the massive brain fart? What could Jade have
subjected herself to, that put her in such a state? She put both hands on her temples
in an attempt to increase her level of concentration. How were these 'influences'
administered, if indeed they were? It was clear to Jade that her memory had
unexplainable holes in it, so it was just a matter of finding out the source and method
of the hypnotics. Jade stood up stiffly, and walking around her office, scrutinized
every detail of her new environment. The Gothic building was awe inspiring, almost to
the point of distraction. But if this incredible conspiracy was real somehow, surely the
conspirators would be monitoring their prey. Was it smart to possibly arouse suspicion
by being too nosy? Jade would have to tread carefully and discreetly until she had
enough pieces of the elusive puzzle. Shannon was down to her bra, panties, garter and thigh-high leather boots. Jenna
stared at the woman's body in awe. It was hard and toned from dancing, and kind of
reminded her of her sister's hard body. The matching red undergarments, combined
with Shannon's red hair, made her seem like a top-heavy cartoon character. Jenna
liked seeing the older woman move, and she did so with purpose and confidence. Nurse
Shannon had turned the simple act of moving into an art form. Had Jenna not been
under the influence, the teenager would have died of embarrassment. Instead, she
contentedly observed the lioness, stroke the prone, unconscious art teacher into
wakefulness. She used her long, red nails and dragged her mane of fire-colored hair
over the supine, naked body. She even snapped her head periodically, thus whipping
the simmering body with her long hair. Occasionally, she would look up at Jenna and
mouth the word 'P-R-I-V-A-C-Y', punctuating it with a wink. The heat in Jenna's loins
was unrelenting this day. Under these circumstances, it was only a matter of time for Jane to be roused once
again. The worn out teacher, focused her eyes on the woman whispering sweet
nothings into her ear, who was gently touching her bound body all over. Jane's pelvis
was on fire. Her unrealized girl/girl fantasies were being realized without her ability
to control the circumstances. Oh, if only she hadn't been honest about her recent
unbridled urges, she might likely be home by now, nursing a steaming latte. Upon
seeing her teenaged student sitting on a stool in her short dress, Jane remembered she
was uncompromisingly naked. Her renewed struggles would again prove Lolitas Cp pointless.
Her mind was just too stupefied to recollect a timeline of events. Like most people
exposed to the Burning Bush chemistry, Jane's animal side became more dominant.
Her heart rate was on the rise again. "Wake up sleeping beauty!" Shannon commanded of her captor. "Oh, I have such a headache. Please untie me. Perhaps we can finish my test at
another time?" "Sorry, Charlie, no can do. Perhaps you need a little lactose instead of aspirin?" With that, the nurse cupped her own breast and freed a huge engorged nipple from
its red restraint, feeding it to the helpless art teacher. Jane was spellbound by the
newly naked tit. "Suck!" That picture caused Jenna's eyebrows to arch about as high as they could go.
Shannon winked at her, while striking a lewd pose over Jane. Before the bedazzled
teacher could react, nurse Shannon had inserted her nipple in the woman's face,
searching for her mouth. Jane did not want to suck, but something unseen was urging
her on. Soon, she was sucking like a newborn baby. Shannon was pleased, and her
throat let out murmurs of approval. Her free hand went inside her own panties for
some needed relief. As she masturbated, Jane sucked on the fat, silicone-enhanced tit.
Both Jenna and Jane were now in a sexual trance. The clock on the wall indicated the schoolday had been over for some time, so why
was she still here? Jade needed answers. As she pondered how to achieve her
investigative goals without arousing suspicion, an image of her sister appeared in her
mind. She felt she was in trouble somehow. Her heart began to pump harder as she
attempted to understand the sudden flow of images to her mind. The thought of her
sister being in danger also angered her; at which point her body sprang into action.
She ran. It took her mind a while to figure out where her body was taking her so
swiftly. The infirmary! Jenna could not help it. Without conscious thought, her hand had strayed southward
to Beaver Island. It went under her skirt and her little fingers began rubbing at the
front of her panties. The scene was just that hot, and the subliminal messages and
drugs had all combined to lower her inhibitions and put her in a receptive but moronic
state. With time, the inexperienced fingers found all the special coves and cays in
Jenna's center. Jane slurped at her tit-meal of flesh with relish. Shannon took the opportunity to
slowly glide a hand over the blonde patient's lovely naked torso - eventually finding her
treasure trove. First she teased the swollen clitty-nubbin', and then she inserted
fingers in her cave. Jane was so wet, the sounds Shannon's fingers made were quite
noticeable. Jane opened her eyes to see the nurse's tit firmly in her mouth, and a
hand exploring her vagina. Jenna also saw, resulting in her own fingers seeking a
more direct path to what lay beyond her panty barrier. Shannon noticed it too. Would
the heat of the scene push Jenna over the precipice to self
Lolitas Cp induced coitus? Three pairs
of sloshing sounds reverberated in the sterile room, being broken only by unconscious
moans and blissful sighs. Jenna reached up to touch her tit. Jane was close to
another orgasm, and met each of the nurse's finger insertions with a pelvic thrust.
Shannon was also getting close to her own release as she cursed and blasphemed words
of lust. Everyone watched each other climb higher. Suddenly the flashing red light intruded upon their bliss. Another damned call from
the office! Shannon was resentful, and was not about to stop. She tore off her own
thong panty, allowing her greater self-access, and providing Jenna with an even better
view. Shannon had straddled one of the art teacher's legs, and as Jane thrust upward,
the two bodies would make beautiful contact. Shannon wanted a really grand finale. Comments to: HummmveeHotmail.com End Chapter 10
