I don't usually write, but wanted to have a crack at this as it seems fun.
Breathe Eloise breathe she told herself, swimming calmed her, she always found comfort in the simple exercise and she needed it now. The encounter in the changing room moments ago had left her shaking. She was about to slip on her swimsuit when two men and a woman entered and walked up to her. The normally cool and confident 29 yr old teacher had been caught off guard and hadn’t noticed them at first as she still had her headphones in.
She was in a good mood, she’d moved to this town three years ago and had made herself at home here. Teaching suited her and for the most part, her students liked her. It helped that she was still attractive and kept herself in shape but she had earned their respect with hard work. The music was having an effect and she shuffled from side to side mouthing the words silently, carefully folding her clothes and putting them away in the locker with her headphones, it was then that the woman coughed. Eloise spun around expecting one of her female colleagues, only to find two men wearing Plague doctor masks and a woman wearing a white Venetian mask with two tears on each side staring at her. Fear and anger hit her and she reached for her costume only to see it in the hands of this stranger.
There was nowhere to run or hide and she found herself backing up into the corner of the room desperately looking for something to cover her nakedness with. She’d stammered a few words of “Who are you?” before trying to convince them that her colleague would be here any moment and she only needed to scream and someone would hear them. The woman placed her finger on her lips and the two men walked forward and grabbed both her arms walking her back to the woman, who took a moment to slowly look her up and down.
“What do you want?”
“To play a game”
“What do you mean play a game?”
“You’ve got 24 hours, from now until your first lesson tomorrow to tell me who I am? And why I’m doing this to you!”
“What if I refuse, what’s to stop me going straight to the police after this?”
“This for starters” at that signal one of the men pulled a phone out of his pocket and pressed play showing her the video playing. She tried not to let them see her emotions were going crazy, but watching the video she blushed out of embarrassment and then anger. The scene that played out was of a woman on her knees a man in front of her and one behind, the sound was pretty clear and distinct, it was a porn video, one she’d seen before.
“It's quite the likeness, isn’t it? Having seen you naked I’d say it's almost a perfect match wouldn’t you?” She didn’t need to see her face to know the smirk that sat on it. “So to clarify, you have 24 hours to tell me Who I am? And Why I’m doing this to you? Should you fail I will give you a series of tasks to carry out throughout the day, you’ll do everything I say when I say it, or the video gets uploaded to the internet and sent to the board of governors, I’ll also make sure every student at this school gets to see this video, do you understand? Say it!”
“Yes I understand”
“Good, because I think it would be really difficult to continue having their respect after they’d seen you with a cock in your mouth!”
They left her standing there, the woman finally turning at the door and tossed the costume back,
“We both know you won’t go to the police” She'd held her gaze before turning and calling back "Enjoy your swim"
It was that sentence that shook her, she knew who she was!
"FUCK"
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Cutting it close but happy to get it in on time with the extension. I hope I didn't stray too far from your own vision Eoworfindir!
Part 2
Fucking Francine. It was her voice, her mannerisms, and her brazenness that all were similar, but it was when she said knew she wouldn't go to the police when it clicked. Eloise was confident that it was Francine, who else could it be, and who else would know about this?
Eloise took a second to gather herself and her pacing mind. She couldn’t believe what just happened to her in the locker room.
“Blackmail!? I’m getting blackmailed!? I knew that pervert was recording me that night against what I told him, sure fuck you, but he fucking posted it online?! Double fuck you!”
Eloise flustered couldn’t hold in the emotion of all the realizations that are hitting her at once right now. She had been recorded having a threesome without her consent, it had been posted online without her consent and now she is being blackmailed with this video which is threatening to destroy her newfound career that she spent years of her life on in less than 24 hours. Without her consent mind you.
While Eloise was wildly pacing in her mind yet also critical. She knew what she had to do to survive this even if she knows most blackmails never end up successful for the victim. She felt she would also only get one guess at this too but regardless she had to try.
Her mind repeated the masked woman’s words. “Tell me who I am, and why am I doing this to you.”
A strange blackmail ransom to say the least but Eloise was none the wiser as she had never been blackmailed before. She ran the possibilities of who else other than Francine would be so brazen as to do this to her, but she knew confidently despite the efforts of her mask.
It WAS Francine. Her voice, intonation, body language, and even the way her hip dropped a bit when as she walked. It all matched up. How could one forget an old bygone friend so easily? Her mind continued.
“But why?” Eloise broke her silence, speaking involuntarily outwards of her confined mind.
Eloise realized her thoughts escaping her mouth meant it was time to change her location to the pool and continue with the swim she earlier planned despite her newfound attempts to figure out Francine’s game lying ahead of her. She grabbed her swimsuit and slipped it on with her silky legs through each hole then over her bosom to finally encapsulate her nudity once again. Once refreshingly concealed, Eloise checked her wrists examining where the rough men had laid their hands on her then rubbed her hands over the marks to quell the tenderness. She trudged out the door.
As Eloise swam about and pondered her quested “Why?”. She couldn’t think of an answer. What had she done to Francine? How did she find this video? She couldn’t conclude why she would do this to her and ruin her future. What deed did she even do? She spent her 30-minute swim drowning in nothing but more questions to ask.
Eloise continued with her day starting to return home while meticulously recalling and recounting her interactions with Francine over the distancing years, yet she could come up with no reason as to why. They always had been good friends that just drifted off as they grew into their own lives. Maybe that was it? Maybe Francine was upset they weren't close anymore. "But that is such as loose point; it can't be just that" she rallied in her head. She pulled any situations she could think of, but nothing led up to being serious enough. She had no reason to bargain with when she was going to approach her.
"Maybe less is more here?" she thought to herself. "I can't be wrong if I go big and simple right? Load all the buckshot into the shotgun and you're gonna at least hit something right?" she settled. "Okay it's starting to get late I think I need to attempt something. It's going to be tomorrow before I know it, I must try something!" she again said externally. Her cat was befuddled as to why the human was uttering unintelligible noises again.
Moments later, Eloise drafted the message. "I know it's you and it's because you are upset with me," it said.
"Yeah, that's bound to catch whatever it is! No reason why it can't be that!" Eloise confidently said again out loud to a confused cat.
Eloise copied the message and pulled up her messenger and pasted it into the textbox under Francine's name. Her eyes pondered up and looked at the timestamp of the last message.
"Wow, heh, has been a while..." she said to herself as she noticed a 2-year-old message aching above her newly drafted one accompanied by a new profile picture of a very familiar-looking body figure. "Ok, we got this"
She sent the message.
Two eternally lengthy minutes passed by as Eloise's mind for once stood silent waiting for Francine to show a read-receipt and hopefully reply. Two minutes became five and Eloise's patience started to run thin, along with her confidence. "Maybe it wasn't her? No, it was her!"
5 minutes became twelve as the alarm clock on her nightstand approached an hour beyond her usual bedtime. She grew tired and finally gave herself a break from staring at her phone screen. Moments later a familiar alarm blared in her ear...
DRU DO DO DRU DO DO DO DO DO DRU DO DAH DO...
"FUCK!" Eloise bolted upright, scared shitless by her usual alarm coming from her phone. "Oh SHIT" came out of her mouth once the realization of how much precious time elapsed since her earnest efforts to impede her impending doom. She pulled up the message and saw a blaring orange notification bubble yearning to be clicked on. And so, she did and read Francine's response.
"What are you talking about?"
It was an innocent reply and that hit her like a ton of bricks. She was wrong. How could she be wrong? She has so little time to solve this mortifying mystery before her career, reputation, and anatomic privacy are ruined for good. "This is not happening" Eloise stated internally as a method of denial to help her calm her nerves.
She had to get up and go to work now. She had no choice. How was she supposed to teach like this? Knowing that you are about to die (of humiliation)? How could she possibly stand up and face the music? She had no reason in her left to move on forward, but her body pushed her along to get ready with the sliver of hope from the self-identified denial that this was going to be okay and that this was just a cruel joke.
Eloise pulled into the school parking lot within an hour later and seldomly marched into the classroom. Every step she took mocked her willingness to continue as she approached her classroom. She arrived and sat down. A blank stare on her face. She pulled up Francine's message again to make sure what she saw was real and not just a panic-induced hallucination.
"What are you talking about?"
It taunted her. Her failed attempt at salvation. She startled herself as she noticed a tear drop suddenly appear on her screen. She wiped her eye and said to herself "Ok we have to be strong. We can do this"
After a few minutes of composing herself, her first students drearily waddled into the room. Minute by minute the class poured into the room. Eloise noted the symbolic irony of the class filling up the room like moviegoers filling up an auditorium. For the first time in over 24 hours, Eloise chucked to herself out loud at the irony despite the catastrophe unfolding before her. A front-row student caught on to her spontaneous chuckle and asked her "What's so funny Mrs. Stratum?"
Eloise Stratum replied "Oh, no reason Heather, just the day"
The bell rang and Eloise got up to close the door and was oddly at peace and ready to teach her, rather ironically, favorite group of students. As she turned around, she felt of buzz on her wrist from a text message. It was from Francine.
"Francine?" she questioned.
Before grabbing the class's attention, she picked up her phone to check the message. "Close! But not close enough"
Another buzz went off... "It IS me"
Another buzz "But my dear, this is for, well, no reason. :)"
"What about the tasks?" Eloise, again, involuntarily muttered under her breath only to be proceeded by a student asking out loud "What's going on?"
The screen behind her started moving on its own. The mouse hovered over towards the web browser to then pasted a link into the search bar.
The screen blanked as the circle of “death” loaded around and around. "Fuck" Eloise muttered under her breath as she turned around to see herself fully nude on screen...
First, it was silent and then gentle murmuring. Not long after, outright laughter had begun behind Eloise.
She stood dumbstruck unable to move as she watched this erotic and intimate moment unfold before her eyes, again but from a different perspective now. There she was on the bed on her hands and knees, a side profile to the camera and little to the imagination. Her curvaceous hips jutted out towards the right side of the screen and her head tilted downward on the left side. and shyly contemplating the upcoming moments. Enter one man from the left side, nude and hard... He approached her silently, but the nude and coy Eloise looked up, saw his member, and knew where it was going.
Abruptly "Here comes the choo choo train!" one of the students from behind Eloise echoed out as Eloise watched her past self devour the cock.
This snapped her out of it and she thought to herself rapidly. "No reason? This conniving little BITCH, what sadist would do this level of torture to someone? Especially like this? She had no tasks planned, she just wanted to humiliate me!"
While Eloise was dazzled by her star appearance on the big screen, she recalled the next part of this sexcapade before her, "fondle-ly" mind you. She remembered that she didn't stay at this slight modesty-preserving angle for much longer and remembered turning with her front-end companion to the head of the bed. She knew right away what she was turning towards the camera and remembered how much of an ass man the rear companion was. "He planned this maneuver, didn't he? This feels almost scripted!? I must have not been the first with these two" She pondered
"I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING" The only part of her brain recognizing the sliver of hope she had left despite the distractions surrounding her from the laughing students behind to the defaming screen ahead. She moved for the first time in over 60 seconds towards the desk trying to gain control of the laptop and stop her further exposure.
She tried to move the mouse to no avail as the man with a cock in her mouth started to straddle sideways turning Eloise with her. Frantically clicking on anything to possibly regain control of the mouse, Eloise's cortisol levels were reaching higher levels than ever accumulated in her life. She could see each frame of this undignified moment on the screen in front of her play one by one nearly. Eloise looked up at her students jeering wildly in front of her and was frozen. Some people go into flight, some into fight, but Eloise just froze.
A buzz again went off on her wrist indicating another text from Francine "Oh! This part is so sexy don't you think?" but Eloise didn't even bother to look at the mocking text.
She watched her students watch her bare curvy backside fill the center of the screen from behind her veil coverage from her desk. Then another man roamed onto the screen and then slapped her ass ferociously. It jiggled back in equal amplitude as the class roared out in laughter. Eloise could almost swear she felt the video graphed spank all over again from just the sound cue alone. The man started kneading each of her cheeks and in every possible direction vigorously. Eloise could feel those hands on her ass again as she was bent over the desk and hovering over the computer. After 20 long and heavy seconds, the man behind her pushed into her meaty cheeks in an outward and up circular motion giving the camera a bold and explicit view only a few have seen before.
"Holy shit!" Said a student after witnessing Eloise's warm pink and ground brown holes bloom onto the screen.
"No that's the hole from where she shits Clyde!" said another girl trying to up the ante.
"I need to do something..." Eloise quietly murmured to herself like a dying light as the class before her received the grand repayable display of her intimate anatomy and flesh exposed in such a rudimentary fashion.
Suddenly the door of her classroom imploded open bringing Eloise's attention fully back to her reality as her principal revolted "In all my years, Mrs. Stratum, I have NEVER!" as Eloise gurgled no response in return.
The principal cocked his head towards the screen on the wall to immerse himself in the situation to see Eloise's mouth getting plugged with a dick and another man sliding his cock along Eloise's bare ass crack. He stood there for a second as his mouth dropped while shortly watching his, soon to be former, colleague Eloise being plugged from both ends. Then his professionalism returned, and he went into action as he side-bumped Eloise away from the computer to simply only unplug the HDMI cord. The screen behind them ran blank and returned to say no input detected.
The principal turned to Eloise "You should know every computer in the school is playing this video right now... I'm so sorry Eloise, but this is bad"
Part 2
Fucking Francine. It was her voice, her mannerisms, and her brazenness that all were similar, but it was when she said knew she wouldn't go to the police when it clicked. Eloise was confident that it was Francine, who else could it be, and who else would know about this?
Eloise took a second to gather herself and her pacing mind. She couldn’t believe what just happened to her in the locker room.
“Blackmail!? I’m getting blackmailed!? I knew that pervert was recording me that night against what I told him, sure fuck you, but he fucking posted it online?! Double fuck you!”
Eloise flustered couldn’t hold in the emotion of all the realizations that are hitting her at once right now. She had been recorded having a threesome without her consent, it had been posted online without her consent and now she is being blackmailed with this video which is threatening to destroy her newfound career that she spent years of her life on in less than 24 hours. Without her consent mind you.
While Eloise was wildly pacing in her mind yet also critical. She knew what she had to do to survive this even if she knows most blackmails never end up successful for the victim. She felt she would also only get one guess at this too but regardless she had to try.
Her mind repeated the masked woman’s words. “Tell me who I am, and why am I doing this to you.”
A strange blackmail ransom to say the least but Eloise was none the wiser as she had never been blackmailed before. She ran the possibilities of who else other than Francine would be so brazen as to do this to her, but she knew confidently despite the efforts of her mask.
It WAS Francine. Her voice, intonation, body language, and even the way her hip dropped a bit when as she walked. It all matched up. How could one forget an old bygone friend so easily? Her mind continued.
“But why?” Eloise broke her silence, speaking involuntarily outwards of her confined mind.
Eloise realized her thoughts escaping her mouth meant it was time to change her location to the pool and continue with the swim she earlier planned despite her newfound attempts to figure out Francine’s game lying ahead of her. She grabbed her swimsuit and slipped it on with her silky legs through each hole then over her bosom to finally encapsulate her nudity once again. Once refreshingly concealed, Eloise checked her wrists examining where the rough men had laid their hands on her then rubbed her hands over the marks to quell the tenderness. She trudged out the door.
As Eloise swam about and pondered her quested “Why?”. She couldn’t think of an answer. What had she done to Francine? How did she find this video? She couldn’t conclude why she would do this to her and ruin her future. What deed did she even do? She spent her 30-minute swim drowning in nothing but more questions to ask.
Eloise continued with her day starting to return home while meticulously recalling and recounting her interactions with Francine over the distancing years, yet she could come up with no reason as to why. They always had been good friends that just drifted off as they grew into their own lives. Maybe that was it? Maybe Francine was upset they weren't close anymore. "But that is such as loose point; it can't be just that" she rallied in her head. She pulled any situations she could think of, but nothing led up to being serious enough. She had no reason to bargain with when she was going to approach her.
"Maybe less is more here?" she thought to herself. "I can't be wrong if I go big and simple right? Load all the buckshot into the shotgun and you're gonna at least hit something right?" she settled. "Okay it's starting to get late I think I need to attempt something. It's going to be tomorrow before I know it, I must try something!" she again said externally. Her cat was befuddled as to why the human was uttering unintelligible noises again.
Moments later, Eloise drafted the message. "I know it's you and it's because you are upset with me," it said.
"Yeah, that's bound to catch whatever it is! No reason why it can't be that!" Eloise confidently said again out loud to a confused cat.
Eloise copied the message and pulled up her messenger and pasted it into the textbox under Francine's name. Her eyes pondered up and looked at the timestamp of the last message.
"Wow, heh, has been a while..." she said to herself as she noticed a 2-year-old message aching above her newly drafted one accompanied by a new profile picture of a very familiar-looking body figure. "Ok, we got this"
She sent the message.
Two eternally lengthy minutes passed by as Eloise's mind for once stood silent waiting for Francine to show a read-receipt and hopefully reply. Two minutes became five and Eloise's patience started to run thin, along with her confidence. "Maybe it wasn't her? No, it was her!"
5 minutes became twelve as the alarm clock on her nightstand approached an hour beyond her usual bedtime. She grew tired and finally gave herself a break from staring at her phone screen. Moments later a familiar alarm blared in her ear...
DRU DO DO DRU DO DO DO DO DO DRU DO DAH DO...
"FUCK!" Eloise bolted upright, scared shitless by her usual alarm coming from her phone. "Oh SHIT" came out of her mouth once the realization of how much precious time elapsed since her earnest efforts to impede her impending doom. She pulled up the message and saw a blaring orange notification bubble yearning to be clicked on. And so, she did and read Francine's response.
"What are you talking about?"
It was an innocent reply and that hit her like a ton of bricks. She was wrong. How could she be wrong? She has so little time to solve this mortifying mystery before her career, reputation, and anatomic privacy are ruined for good. "This is not happening" Eloise stated internally as a method of denial to help her calm her nerves.
She had to get up and go to work now. She had no choice. How was she supposed to teach like this? Knowing that you are about to die (of humiliation)? How could she possibly stand up and face the music? She had no reason in her left to move on forward, but her body pushed her along to get ready with the sliver of hope from the self-identified denial that this was going to be okay and that this was just a cruel joke.
Eloise pulled into the school parking lot within an hour later and seldomly marched into the classroom. Every step she took mocked her willingness to continue as she approached her classroom. She arrived and sat down. A blank stare on her face. She pulled up Francine's message again to make sure what she saw was real and not just a panic-induced hallucination.
"What are you talking about?"
It taunted her. Her failed attempt at salvation. She startled herself as she noticed a tear drop suddenly appear on her screen. She wiped her eye and said to herself "Ok we have to be strong. We can do this"
After a few minutes of composing herself, her first students drearily waddled into the room. Minute by minute the class poured into the room. Eloise noted the symbolic irony of the class filling up the room like moviegoers filling up an auditorium. For the first time in over 24 hours, Eloise chucked to herself out loud at the irony despite the catastrophe unfolding before her. A front-row student caught on to her spontaneous chuckle and asked her "What's so funny Mrs. Stratum?"
Eloise Stratum replied "Oh, no reason Heather, just the day"
The bell rang and Eloise got up to close the door and was oddly at peace and ready to teach her, rather ironically, favorite group of students. As she turned around, she felt of buzz on her wrist from a text message. It was from Francine.
"Francine?" she questioned.
Before grabbing the class's attention, she picked up her phone to check the message. "Close! But not close enough"
Another buzz went off... "It IS me"
Another buzz "But my dear, this is for, well, no reason. :)"
"What about the tasks?" Eloise, again, involuntarily muttered under her breath only to be proceeded by a student asking out loud "What's going on?"
The screen behind her started moving on its own. The mouse hovered over towards the web browser to then pasted a link into the search bar.
The screen blanked as the circle of “death” loaded around and around. "Fuck" Eloise muttered under her breath as she turned around to see herself fully nude on screen...
First, it was silent and then gentle murmuring. Not long after, outright laughter had begun behind Eloise.
She stood dumbstruck unable to move as she watched this erotic and intimate moment unfold before her eyes, again but from a different perspective now. There she was on the bed on her hands and knees, a side profile to the camera and little to the imagination. Her curvaceous hips jutted out towards the right side of the screen and her head tilted downward on the left side. and shyly contemplating the upcoming moments. Enter one man from the left side, nude and hard... He approached her silently, but the nude and coy Eloise looked up, saw his member, and knew where it was going.
Abruptly "Here comes the choo choo train!" one of the students from behind Eloise echoed out as Eloise watched her past self devour the cock.
This snapped her out of it and she thought to herself rapidly. "No reason? This conniving little BITCH, what sadist would do this level of torture to someone? Especially like this? She had no tasks planned, she just wanted to humiliate me!"
While Eloise was dazzled by her star appearance on the big screen, she recalled the next part of this sexcapade before her, "fondle-ly" mind you. She remembered that she didn't stay at this slight modesty-preserving angle for much longer and remembered turning with her front-end companion to the head of the bed. She knew right away what she was turning towards the camera and remembered how much of an ass man the rear companion was. "He planned this maneuver, didn't he? This feels almost scripted!? I must have not been the first with these two" She pondered
"I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING" The only part of her brain recognizing the sliver of hope she had left despite the distractions surrounding her from the laughing students behind to the defaming screen ahead. She moved for the first time in over 60 seconds towards the desk trying to gain control of the laptop and stop her further exposure.
She tried to move the mouse to no avail as the man with a cock in her mouth started to straddle sideways turning Eloise with her. Frantically clicking on anything to possibly regain control of the mouse, Eloise's cortisol levels were reaching higher levels than ever accumulated in her life. She could see each frame of this undignified moment on the screen in front of her play one by one nearly. Eloise looked up at her students jeering wildly in front of her and was frozen. Some people go into flight, some into fight, but Eloise just froze.
A buzz again went off on her wrist indicating another text from Francine "Oh! This part is so sexy don't you think?" but Eloise didn't even bother to look at the mocking text.
She watched her students watch her bare curvy backside fill the center of the screen from behind her veil coverage from her desk. Then another man roamed onto the screen and then slapped her ass ferociously. It jiggled back in equal amplitude as the class roared out in laughter. Eloise could almost swear she felt the video graphed spank all over again from just the sound cue alone. The man started kneading each of her cheeks and in every possible direction vigorously. Eloise could feel those hands on her ass again as she was bent over the desk and hovering over the computer. After 20 long and heavy seconds, the man behind her pushed into her meaty cheeks in an outward and up circular motion giving the camera a bold and explicit view only a few have seen before.
"Holy shit!" Said a student after witnessing Eloise's warm pink and ground brown holes bloom onto the screen.
"No that's the hole from where she shits Clyde!" said another girl trying to up the ante.
"I need to do something..." Eloise quietly murmured to herself like a dying light as the class before her received the grand repayable display of her intimate anatomy and flesh exposed in such a rudimentary fashion.
Suddenly the door of her classroom imploded open bringing Eloise's attention fully back to her reality as her principal revolted "In all my years, Mrs. Stratum, I have NEVER!" as Eloise gurgled no response in return.
The principal cocked his head towards the screen on the wall to immerse himself in the situation to see Eloise's mouth getting plugged with a dick and another man sliding his cock along Eloise's bare ass crack. He stood there for a second as his mouth dropped while shortly watching his, soon to be former, colleague Eloise being plugged from both ends. Then his professionalism returned, and he went into action as he side-bumped Eloise away from the computer to simply only unplug the HDMI cord. The screen behind them ran blank and returned to say no input detected.
The principal turned to Eloise "You should know every computer in the school is playing this video right now... I'm so sorry Eloise, but this is bad"
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Not the easiest of tasks considering the word limit but you did a great job. The great thing about this has been seeing other people's visions of an idea come to life.
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