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Suffering Students by V.P. Viddler (torture, inces
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torture, incest, degradation, underage characters. If these
things offend you, do not read.
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SUFFERING STUDENTS
by V.P. Viddler
8
But I hadn't forgotten about Gloria. I was still making
her do her thing each day in the cafeteria, and the list of
guys who hadn't had their cocks in Gloria's mouth was rapidly
diminishing. By now even some of the instructors had found
out about it, but nobody did anything. This girl had been the
most haughty, stuck-up, snobbish girl in school, as well as
the most good-looking, and now the sight or the thought of her
crawling in front of us all, and having to suck cock and eat
like a dog and strip naked every day was gratifying as hell.
And the thought of the final grand orgy that I promised to put
Gloria through kept all our cocks hard almost perpetually.
But one day Gloria paid me a visit.
"Please," she said. "I want to talk to you."
"Oh?" I said. "What about?"
"About--oh--"
I saw Gloria was going to try to get out of her daily task.
I grinned at her. "I don't think I have anything to talk to
you about."
"Oh, please," Gloria said. "Please. I--I have to--just
let me say what I--I--"
"I'll tell you what, Gloria," I said. "If I'm going to
talk to you, I want something interesting to look at. So I
won't be bored, okay?"
"What--what do you mean?" Gloria said.
"I mean your body," I said.
"Oh, god," Gloria said. "Please don't--"
"That's it, Gloria," I said. "If you want to talk, you
have to strip first. Strip naked."
"Oh--you--oh god--you--"
"I know," I said. "But that's the way it is, Gloria. Now
strip or go away. Now."
"Oh--damn you!" Gloria said. "I hate you."
I just waited.
And Gloria stripped. All the way.
I waited till she was naked, and I said, "Okay. That's
good. So talk."
"I--please," Gloria said. "I--I want to--I can't go on--
doing--doing what--every day--I can't, I just--please, Jerrry,
god, please, let me stop. Please."
"Why should I?"
I said. "I like having you do that. So
do all the other guys. And girls too. So I think you'll just
go right on doing it. Is that all?"
"Oh my god," Gloria said. "Why are you--I mean, god, you've
gotten back at me, god knows you've had your revenge now, you
got back at me good, I--I'm really sorry for what I did to you,
and--and if--if you--"
"If I what, Gloria?" I said.
"I--I mean--if you want me to--to be--to do--anything--
I--I'll--I mean I'll be--I'll be good for you--and do--do anything
you say and--if only--if I can--"
"I think what you're trying to say, Gloria," I said, "is
that if I let you stop sucking cocks in the cafeteria in front
of the whole school, that you'll be so grateful that you'll
give me anything I want. Right, Gloria? Including your gorgeous
young body, which you previously thought was too good for somebody
like me to so much as touch with a fingertip. Is that right,
Gloria? I can touch it now, can't I, Gloria? I can fuck it
now, can't I? I can fuck it any way I want to, any time, any
place, in any hole I like. Isn't that right? I can fuck your
ass, and I can come all over your face, and I can stick my prick
into your mouth and fuck that. Right, Gloria? Isn't that what
you're saying to me? And I can make you crawl for me, and do
whatever I want with you, and I can even piss on you if that's
what I want. If only I'll say you can stop. If only I won't
make you degrade yourself in public every day. If only I won't
put on that big gang bang in your honor. Isn't that it, Gloria?
Isn't that right? Isn't that what you want to say? Isn't it?"
"Yes!" Gloria cried. She was sobbing. "Yes, damn you,
yes, oh god oh Jesus oh--"
"I've broken you, haven't I, Gloria?" I said. "I've broken
you. Haven't I?"
"Oh--oh--yes--oh ah--ahah--ahahh--yes--yes--oh please please
yes anything please yes I'm broken I'm sorry I'm sorry do it
to me do what you want to me do it only for god's sake have
pity--"
"No," I said. And Gloria fainted.
By the time she woke up I was naked.
"Don't get up," I said. "Stay right there, Gloria. This
is it. Now."
"Please," Gloria whispered.
"No," I said. "You'll go on doing it, Gloria. Every damn
day. All of it. Crawling. And licking the floor. And sucking
cock. And stripping."
Gloria was crying hard.
"And at the last day of school you'll fuck every boy in
the place," I said. "But now it's me, Gloria. It's my turn
first. I want you. I always did. I said I would get you.
And now I will. I'm going to fuck you all to hell, Gloria.
And I'm going to do all those things I said. All of them.
And that's only the beginning. You beautiful sexy naked luscious
bouncing young cocksucking slut of a whore cunt."
"I hate you!" Gloria gasped out. "God, I hate you, you
bastard, you filthy bastard, you make me sick, I hate you, Christ,
I want to throw up on you, I--"
"Gloria," I said. And Gloria got all white in an instant.
She started to shake.
"I'm sorry," Gloria whimpered. "I--I'm s-sorry, I--I didn't--
I--I'm--oh no, I'm so sorry, J-Jerry--I-I'm--please--"
"Gloria," I said. "Tell me what I'm going to do to you.
I want you to tell me all about it. In detail. You understand,
Gloria?"
Gloria nodded, shaking.
"Go ahead," I said.
"I--you--you're--you're going to--f-fuck me," Gloria said.
"Go on," I said.
"I--I--you're going to--fuck me--in the ass--"
"And?" I said.
"And--and in my mouth. And--and my--my cunt--"
"Don't stop," I said. "Say it all, Gloria. Say it all,
all of it, and if you say it all I'll forget about those nasty
things you said about me. Go on."
"I--I'm--you--you're going to--to make me crawl," Gloria
said, crying as she spoke. "And--and come in my face, and--and--
and--p-piss on me and--and any time and any place and--and you--
you'll put your--your prick--in my mouth--and I'll suck it--
and--and I'll still--I'll--still--in the cafeteria--I'll--"
"What, Gloria?" I said, putting my hand on her jutting
breast.
"I--I'll still--I'll crawl--and--and lick the dish and
god--and s-suck cock--and--and strip. And strip. And--"
"I'm fucking you, Gloria," I said, and I did!
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