Going to School Naked (new 10/23)

[neverdoubted]

This is one of the best stories I've read on here I'm so excited to see the updates continue and progress

tomorrow?

[apolloman42]

Yes please! I can't believe a teacher tied a naked student to a desk! That's just awesome! I'm excited for the next chapter!

[perseus]

No update today? Hopefully one soon!

[neverdoubted]

The worst part was the waiting. No, scratch that. The worst part was being lashed naked and helpless to a freaking school desk! ...and having to count down the seconds to your ultimate humiliation.

She had little control over the situation, but with some effort, Callie could still serve her nude in-class detention with something resembling dignity.

Tossing her head to regain some control over her wild hair, she straightened her splayed legs into a more ladylike pose to hopefully make it look like she hadn't just spent the last few minutes in a desperate struggle to escape her nude bondage.

...this was it! Hearing the distinct voice of two boys approaching, she sat up straighter and tried to calm her breathing. But she couldn't bear to look and squeezed her eyes shut while she braced for their inevitable arrival.

For showing up first, their prize would be discovering the cute naked girl inexplicitly tied up in their math class. Her arms resting politely at her sides; as if she were some eager student who had rushed ahead to get a front row seat in Mr. Popzecky's class. So eager, she hadn't even bothered to put clothes on. The first in a long line of lucky students about to make the same discovery.

No! Gotta stop thinking like that. Clear your mind and think about nothing and it won't be so bad. Just zone out and get through it...like first period.

Against all odds, the voices faded and the boys did not appear. When her lungs started to burn, she let out the breath she didn't realize she was holding in and opened her eyes. But then she made the mistake of looking down to check on herself.

"Oh God!"

The most private parts of her lower anatomy were at least partially concealed between the chair and the desktop. But her upper half couldn't be more exposed. Instinctually, her arms twitched to bring her hands up, to cradle and guard her bulging breasts. But that only caused the cruel zip-ties to bite anew into her raw wrists. She squeaked out a pitiful whimper as her eyes welled up with the precursor to tears.

This was so much worse than art class. At least then, she had the benefit of boots covering her feet and legs up to her thighs. And while she had spent the entire period feeling underdressed and fretting over the string ties holding her painter's smock on, she would give anything right now to be wearing something like that again. Heck, she would even settle for a woefully undersized gym towel!

Bowing her back and shrugging her shoulders, she looked for some other posture or way of sitting that would diminish the size and obviousness of her naked breasts. But nothing could counteract her prominent endowment. And it would only take a passing glance at her stiff nipples to see how turned on she was.

This unique form of detention would ensure that every kid in the upcoming class would have a chance to appreciate her perky pink points and memorize every contour of her bared chest. And the light breeze coming through the little window in the back of the chair reminded her how much of her bare bottom she would also be flashing to anyone who happened to be seated behind her...which, because she was in the front row, would be the entire class.

Out of options and hearing a squeaking noise approaching, the naked girl bowed her head in defeat. There would be no escape this time. She had taken the supercar that was her young, developing body out for a joyride only to crash full speed into a telephone pole. The bill for feeding her insatiable sexual appetite had come due.

But hope flickered when she looked up and saw that it was only her teacher returning with the tech cart that happened to have a squeaky wheel.

"I've learned my lesson! I'll do anything. Just let me go."

"You're not going anywhere until you tell me what led you to being in my department in your current state of undress, Callia. And I want the whole truth this time."

"I'll tell you everything, ok, I promise. But-but-but...there's not enough time before class starts."

She had reached the point of violating her rule about not asking for clothes. That's how desperate was to preserve her modesty before the other student arrived.

"Please, at least let me wear-"

"-class starts when I say it does," he cut her off. Pulling the wooden door shut behind him, he wheeled the cart to the front of the room. The large tech cart was mostly loaded up with rows of laptops with a few other pieces of electronics equipment. Pulling one of the laptops out of its slot, he opened it on his desk and logged in.

Though it was the most important thing in the world to her in that moment, he gave her freedom petition no mind as he casually typed something into the laptop. Then he approached his frantic detainee, leaning against the desk next to her with his arms folded. Just then, the bell rang out overhead. Fifth period had officially begun...so where were the students? Tardy? Waiting in the hallway?

"I'll make you a deal. You tell me what's really going on here, no more secrets, and I'll give you something off the rack," he nodded over her shoulder. Callie turned and squinted intently until the general outline of a coat rack took shape in the back corner of the classroom.

She couldn't identify any of the articles hanging off it, but it did remind her about Mr. Popzecky's quirky teaching style. He had always used unorthodox forms of punishment for people who caused a disruption in his class. And then there were the clever and sometimes borderline inappropriate, math-themed accessories and props.

Among his notorious collection were things like a necktie with a raunchy riddle that you could only interpret by solving the equation in the middle. A ruler with no markings other than the words "standard deviation" down the front. A scarf that had been knitted into the shape of a Mobius strip. She would still look ridiculous, but having access to such a scarf would at least hide her chest and make this detention more bearable.

No more secrets, huh? He was already seeing every secret her body used to possess. How could coming clean about her day make things any worse? If nothing else, Callie was inclined to play along because it seemed to be keeping her fellow classmates at bay. The meter was already running on fifth period, but Mr. Popzecky's classroom was still empty. Anything she could do to keep it that way was a win in her book.

"Ok, so I wasn't lying when I said I came to school n-naked," she began after a deep breath.

Having promised to tell the truth, she explained that, from the moment she woke up, her body had been unusually...hot. And that her typical morning routine got disrupted when she decided to leave her towel behind after her shower and head downstairs to the laundry room...naked. But how, to that point, she still had every intention of wearing one of her regular outfits to school.

"But then, something came over me. The carport was right there. I had to know what it would feel like. So, I just, you know, stepped outside a little bit. Then a little bit further. And every step felt soooo good. Too good to stop, so I-I just kept going."

She described the thrill she got from walking naked to the end of her driveway, still fully intending to turn around and go straight back inside, only to lose control of her feet and find herself taking a nude stroll all the way to the end of her block. The risky venture awakening exciting new feelings inside her, before she knew it, she had walked several streets over and was meeting the man rolling out his garbage can. Rather, the man was meeting her. All of her.

"I was really turned on by then. So much that I knew I had to get out of there before I... But even after I was around the corner, it kept building. So, I started p-p-playing with myself in the grass," she confessed, "until I had an orgasm."

At her own words, Callie's eyes bulged and she quickly clamped her lips shut. Then she glanced up at her teacher with a grimace. Mr. Popzecky's face remained mostly stoic. But his left eyebrow did rise knowingly above a gleaming blue eye.

Trying to pretend she hadn't just confessed to her teacher crush that she had masturbated herself to an outdoor orgasm earlier that morning, she went back to describing the rest of her nude walk.

[flyingmonk]

Just delightful

[perseus]

Very hot chapter! I just love how she was exposed in front of a teacher she crushes on! I think the hottest thing in this chapter was Callie admitting to her teacher that she masturbated outside and orgasmed. Now I'm hoping she will repeat that performance right in front of him. I'm also hoping that when he does give her soothe wear off the rack that it doesn't cover anything important. I can't wait for the next chapter!

[Noclothes]

Wonderful chapter she needs to stay naked not just today and needs to go to class now that she has a teacher that caught her there's a lot of avenues you could take and I'm excited to see where this goes

[neverdoubted]

Wonderful chapter she needs to stay naked not just today and needs to go to class now that she has a teacher that caught her there's a lot of avenues you could take and I'm excited to see where this goes

Should I post more?

[Noclothes]

Yes you should and you should take this as far Extreme as you want to go

[perseus]

Wonderful chapter she needs to stay naked not just today and needs to go to class now that she has a teacher that caught her there's a lot of avenues you could take and I'm excited to see where this goes

Should I post more?

Yes! Please post more! I really want to know how the teacher is going to process the information that the naked student he detained just admitted she masturbated to orgasm outside before school