A Tight Squeeze (loli, dubious consent, snuff, asphyxiation, cannibalism, mild scat, school)

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***

She's an adult, he thought, looking into her bright green eyes.

"I really want to see whether the students…"

There is nothing wrong with wanting a relationship with an adult, he told himself, as he followed the edge of her luscious brown hair down to her shoulders.

"… there isn't much experimentation these days…"

Even if she was only 11 when she became one of your students, he reminded himself, as he quickly blinked to the modest B cups hidden underneath her blouse and back again.

"… it would do them a world of good…"

Rebecca is his smart, beautiful, 24 year old colleague now, he rationalized with a deep sigh, returning his gaze to her eyes.

"Principal Rivers?" she prompted him.

Jason shook himself out of his daydream and focused on the conversation. He had known young Rebecca Long for more than a decade. She was his student when he taught history at this small town school, and he remained aware of her development through his old friendship with her father. He wasn't used to her calling him "Principal Rivers," but she did work for him now.

"I agree, Miss Long," the 43 year old said with a warm smile. Rebecca has always been precocious, and he expected her to have his job before long. "You should experiment away, but just keep your department chair informed."

"Of course," Rebecca nodded. "Thank you."

Almost as if on cue, the bell rang. Jason put his coffee cup back on the staffroom table and let out another sigh.

"Alright, you lazy slobs," he said to the group of teachers gathered around the other table next to him and Rebecca, quietly whispering and giggling. "Put that trash away. It's time for work."

He chuckled, as did they.

Rebecca and the others gathered their things and began filing out of the room as Jason walked over to the magazine they were foreseeably obsessing over.

"Laurel Valley's Most Eligible Bachelor," he said in a mocking tone, shaking his head, as he looked at his own photo on the cover page. "Principal Jason Rivers - Every Local Girl's First Crush, Five Years in a Row."

He picked it up and threw it in the nearby trashcan.

"I wish they would give it a rest," he whispered as he made his way to Laurel Valley Combined School's administrative wing.

"Ah, Miss Ivanov," he said with a smile as he saw a by now annoyingly familiar face waiting in the hallway outside the school offices.

"Ivanova," the tall blonde corrected in a thick Slavic accent, seeming almost giddy at his presence. "Please, Natalya."

She stood with her hands on the shoulders of another familiar face, her 12 year old daughter, Stefania.

"Natalya," he repeated as he came to stand in front of her, putting the rumble of the students all around going to their classes out of his mind. "I believe we finalized your daughter's admission two weeks ago. Is there something the matter?"

The 29 year old scooted inches closer to Jason, positioning Stefania almost uncomfortably squeezed between them. Natalya traced her finger along Jason's forearm.

"No. I just come again to say thank you," she said, clearly struggling to express herself fully in English. "You make here life easier for us."

Jason felt uncomfortable, but smiled warmly. The woman's C cups were being openly presented in the loose spaghetti-strapped shirt she was wearing.

"It's no problem whatsoever, Natalya, it is m…" he began to say when she interrupted him.

"We can go… for dinner?" she said, as she bit her lower lip seductively.

Stefania sighed loudly, making her uneasiness obvious.

"Can I go?" the girl asked. She was the spitting image of what her mother probably looked like at 12, and sounded more comfortable in English.

"Shoo," Natalya said, pressing Stefania away on her shoulder.

The girl didn't need convincing, and quickly picked up her backpack and disappeared into the crowd.

"Natalya, I don't think…" Jason began to say when she interrupted him again.

"You want Stefania?" she said, continuing to trace her finger along his chest. "It was normal in home country before war for teacher to play with…"

Jason grabbed her hand gently and pushed it back toward her. He interjected.

"I look forward to seeing you and Stefania at the parent-teacher conference this week," he said firmly as he took a step back, toward the school office door. "Have a pleasant day, Miss Ivanova!"

Quickly opening the door and closing it behind him again, he remained stationary to ensure Natalya didn't see him through the inside window.

"Her again?" Jason heard the school's receptionist and administrator, Mrs. Josephine Miller, ask. The older woman was sitting behind her desk, a stern look on her face.

"Her again," he confirmed, taking a deep breath. "This woman is everywhere I go."

He saw Josephine's eyes follow something through the window, before looking back at him.

"She's gone," she said, before turning to her work.

"Thank you," he said, shaking his head and proceeding toward his own office.

"Oh, Principal Rivers," Josephine said before he left the room. "Before I forget."

She looked through some papers.

"Yes?" he inquired as he walked over to her desk.

"Mister McClean just put in for emergency leave," she explained, reading over a piece of paper. "A family emergency out of town, it seems."

Jason sighed. He knew what this meant.

"And, I take it, we cannot get a substitute?" he asked.

Josephine looked up at him with her usual stern face. She is the only employee still here who has worked for the school longer than he has.

"No," she said matter-of-factly. "But, we are in luck."

Jason chuckled.

"Yes, we are," he said, shaking his head. "I'll take his classes."

Benny McClean is the school's history teacher. And without available substitutes in this part of the world, the only other qualified history teacher was Principal Jason Rivers himself.

"Of course," Josephine said with a nod.

***

Two days later, Jason was roaming the school hallways and classrooms as parents waited, chatted, and met with the teachers about the education of their children.

Jason worked almost exclusively in administration and had little of substance to contribute, but it was important for the principal to show his face.

He was most eager to get to Rebecca's meeting, not only because she was the newest faculty member, but also because he felt incomplete whenever he wasn't near her.

Pathetic, he thought to himself.

Knocking twice on the door to Rebecca's classroom where she taught English, he entered without being prompted.

"Hi!" he said as Rebecca and the two parents looked up at him.

"Principal Rivers," Rebecca said with a big smile, standing up. "You know Maurice and Jennifer Stevens?"

"Of course," Jason said as he walked over, greeting the parents as they stood. He made a point of knowing all the parents, but given how small the town is, almost everyone has known each other for years. "Thought I would check in."

"I was just telling the Stevenses how well Jeff, their son, has been doing," Rebecca said with a smile.

"We are so proud," Maurice said, Jennifer nodding and smiling along.

"That is wonderful. We take the individual needs of our students very seriously, and there are no better hands than Miss Long's, here, to see to Jeff's linguistic advancements" Jason said with an expression of sincere interest. "But let me not keep you! I will let Miss Long finish up."

He looked up at Rebecca.

"Miss Long, please come see me when you are done here," he said.

"Of course, Principal Rivers," Rebecca replied as she and the Stevenses sat down again.

Jason walked briskly back to his office. After an hour of this, his feet were killing him.

He entered the administrative wing through the school reception and headed toward the back. He absentmindedly opened his office door, entered, and closed it behind him.

"Principal River," someone said behind him from where his desk was, startling him.

He turned around quickly and saw Natalya and Stefania sitting on the visitor chairs in front of his desk. He smiled warmly at them, swallowing his surprise.

"Natalya, Stefania," he said as he walked over. "What a lovely surprise. Can I help you find your way to the teachers you are meeting during this conference?"

Natalya stood up. She was dressed as scantily as ever, wearing a thin, short summer dress with a deep cleavage and high-heeled shoes. There was clearly no bra underneath.

She held a magazine he recognized in her hand.

Little Stefania was more modestly clad, wearing jeans and a sweater. She looked bored.

"No, we come to see you," Natalya said with a sultry smile, unfolding the magazine with his face on the cover. "You are town's 'most eligible bachelor'?"

Jason chuckled and shook his head as he approached the women.

"Idle gossip for bored small-town journalists," he declared. "Please, pay it no mind."

As Jason was walking past Natalya to get to his side of the desk, she stopped him, grabbed his left hand, and placed it on her large, firm breast.

"Ma'am…" he began to say.

"I only check…" Natalya said as she held his hand there while prying his fingers apart and gently stroking them. "You no married," she observed, finding him without a wedding ring.

"We no have daddy either," she added, as Jason slowly withdrew his hand.

He smiled and briskly walked past her, then Stefania, to take his seat behind the large oak desk.

"Please Natalya," he said diplomatically, letting out a sigh as he sat back. "Let us not talk about me. Today is about Stefania and her ed…"

Natalya interrupted him, as usual.

"Yes. Stefania," she said. "Stefania, give Principal River gift we talk about," she instructed her daughter.

The 12 year old girl looked at her mother with a look of uncertainty, but proceeded to stand and walk over to Jason behind the desk. He looked at her curiously, then back at Natalya.

Stefania stood inches away from Jason, then reached her hand out toward his crotch. Jason was taken aback, but remained still in his chair as the girl unzipped his pants. She reached her hand in and grabbed his penis.

"Miss Ivanova," Jason began to say as Stefania pulled his half-erecting cock out.

"Natalya," she corrected him.

He sighed.

Stefania bent down on her knees, looking up at him. She stroked his member gently with her right hand, while cupping his balls in her left.

Jason looked at her mother, who was still seated. He felt her daughter's lips close around his shaft.

"Natalya," he said as Stefania's head bobbed up and down on his crotch. "I must object."

She looked at him sultrily.

"Stefania… yes," she seemed to confirm, nodding toward the girl. "Object."

Jason shook his head.

"No, I mean," he began to explain, but decided it was futile.

Stefania continued to suck him off, and her mother's eyes were fixed on the action. He sighed, then leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He felt his cock pulsating in the girl's warm mouth.

Natalya stood up and slowly walked over to join them behind the desk. She leaned against the side, looking down at her 12 year old daughter's lips on Jason's cock. She smiled.

"You object no more?" she asked rhetorically, herself now kneeling next to Stefania. The bottom of the massive oak table was completely covered on the opposite side, revealing nothing to whoever was standing or seated in front of the desk.

"Now me, child," Natalya instructed her daughter, placing her hand on the girl's head and encouraging it up.

Stefania complied, and her mother immediately took her place with her own lips around Jason's shaft. Stefania sighed and sat on her ass, leaning back against the side of the desk.

Jason was breathing heavily, his head still back and eyes closed.

"Knock knock," Jason heard someone say as the door to his office opened. Rebecca's head peeked inside with a bright smile.

He quickly pulled his hands from the arm rests and sat upright, before adjusting his glasses. He felt his heart drop but he kept his composure. He smiled back.

There was a loud rumbling of activity outside.

"Principal Rivers," Rebecca said, entering the room and closing the door. "It's crazy out there."

He looked down and saw Natalya's almond-shaped brown eyes staring up at him. She smiled, then resumed bobbing her head along his shaft.

"Your first?" Jason asked Rebecca at almost too high a pitch. "Of course it is," he corrected himself. "I'm sure you are doing splendidly. How can I help you?"

Rebecca chuckled as she went to sit where Natalya had been sitting a minute ago. He hoped she would not notice the warm seat, or Stefania's backback that was resting conspicuously against the nearby office wall.

"Are you alright?" she asked. "You asked to see me, Principal Rivers."

"Yes, I did," Jason said, trying to keep his breathing under control as his orgasm was building. He felt Natalya's lips and tongue stroking him, and her daughter's eyes staring at him. "I… I just wanted to check in on the new hire and see how she was doing," he explained.

Rebecca's eyes widened. Natalya's tongue swirled around his shaft.

"I'm doing well," Rebecca said cheerfully. "I love my students."

"That is good," Jason said, his voice cracking. "I'm so… happy."

Rebecca nodded. Jason's breathing quickened.

"Right," Rebecca said as she leaned forward, placing her elbows on his desk. "Listen, I… uh… I was wondering whether…"

Jason felt his balls begin to tighten.

He made eye contact with Rebecca, and instantly convinced himself that it was her perfect lips wrapped around his cock. He had to struggle to not let his mouth hang open in pleasure. He felt a bead of sweat forming on his brow.

"… whether you would want to go down on me?" he heard Rebecca say, not believing his ears.

"W-what?" he said, trying to not seem dazed as he felt Natalya grab the base of his cock and suck harder.

Rebecca blushed shyly.

"Uh, would you want to go out with me, sometime?" she said, looking away for a moment. "I mean… not in a… in a date or anything," she tried to clarify, her cheeks red. "Just to… talk."

"Jesus Christ, yes," he blurted out as he came violently, feeling his cum shoot into Natalya's mouth and down her throat. He breathed heavily as Natalya swallowed, before kissing the tip of his penis. "Yes, Rebecca," he repeated. "I would like that. To-tomorrow evening?"

Rebecca smiled with a slight giggle.

"Tomorrow," she said with a nod. "I look forward to it, Principal Rivers."

"Goodness," Jason breathed, chuckling briefly to himself for mishearing what Rebecca had suggested. "Me too, Miss Long. I look forward to it."

Rebecca stood, and walked over to the door. She opened it.

"See you tomorrow," she said with a smile.

"See you tomorrow, Miss Long," he replied.

"Rebecca," he heard himself say just before she left the room. "Just call me Jason. Okay?"

"Okay, Jason," she said with a smile and a blush, before she left.

Jason exhaled in relief and looked down. He saw a smiling Natalya. Stefania rolled her brown eyes as she watched her mother stand up. Jason quickly put his penis back in his pants. He was speechless.

"Principal River," Natalya said as she walked back to the other side of the desk and picked up Stefania's backpack. "This, for you."

He took a deep breath and watched as the woman opened the backpack and pulled two items. One was some compacted, rubbery material, and the other was a medium-sized tubular item. She threw it at him, and it landed on his lap. He immediately realized that the tubular item was a thick, rubber dildo. But he had to unfold the other to get a sense of it.

"This," Natalya said, pointing to Stefania, who had joined her mother again. "Her suit, to play. When you want," she said with a smile. She put her hand on Stefania's head.

Jason was speechless. He saw the folded material in his hands, and realized what it was. It was a shiny, latex bodysuit.

"Uh, alright," Jason said, putting the bodysuit on his desk and standing up.

Natalya leaned over the desk, grabbed his face, and kissed him passionately on the lips.

"Thank you," she said as she pulled back, smiling. She held a piece of paper out to him.

"What's this?" Jason asked as he took it, seeing that it had a phone number on it.

"My phone," she explained. "You call, we come, we play."

She smiled again, before turning away and taking Stefania's hand. Jason watched them leave, and sat back down, letting out a deep sigh.

***

Jason woke the next morning with a big smile on his face. The whirlwind of emotions he felt the day before didn't let him fully process what happened.

As he stared at the roof of his bedroom with his hands cupped behind his head, he finally could.

Rebecca asked him out, he thought with a shit-eating grin.

It is all he could think of as he took a shower, prepared and ate his breakfast, and searched around for his car keys.

That's when the smile disappeared from his face.

Today was the first day he had to take Benny McClean's history class for the final lesson of the day, and he hadn't done any preparation.

"Damnit," he exclaimed as he found the keys and made his way to his car. He had a whole curriculum to study up on, and only a few hours to do so.

Luckily for him, history was his passion.

"Mrs. Miller, please clear my schedule today," he said to Josephine as he entered the administration wing twenty minutes later. "I need to…"

"… prepare for Mister McLean's class," Josephine finished his sentence without looking up from her computer screen. "Your schedule is already cleared."

Jason stopped in his tracks, sighed, and chuckled.

"You know me too well, Mrs. Miller," he said as he turned to her, smiling warmly.

"The boss not doing preparation for classes does not set a good example to the other faculty," Josephine observed matter-of-factly. "So don't boast about your remissness too much in the staffroom, Principal Rivers."

Jason nodded, before heading for his office door.

"Yes, of course," he said. "Thank you."

Jason spent the rest of the day reading up on the history syllabus. He was so busy that he didn't even leave the room to get his lunch, with Josephine instead bringing him something to eat at noon. He barely noticed the time pass.

When the time came for his class, Jason stood and made his way out of the administration wing to Benny McClean's classroom.

"Hello, everyone," he said cheerfully as he opened the door and entered the noisy room. The students seemed to quiet down quickly when they realized the principal was here. "Mister McClean is absent for a few days, and I am taking his classes in the interim."

The students began getting their books ready. The usual ruckus that would normally accompany this activity did not. Jason smiled. They knew better than to fool around on his watch.

He quickly got into the swing of things. It has been too long since he taught a history class, but it all came flooding back to him, so it took him no time to remember why he loved teaching this subject so much. Before long, the end-of-school bell rang.

"Okay, everyone, remember to study the first two chapters for Monday, alright?" Jason instructed as the students gathered their belongings to leave. "Have a great weekend. Class dismissed!"

As the class exited, Jason noticed Stefania lingering at the back, closing her locker. Of course, he remembered, this is also her homeroom.

"Stefania," Jason said with a friendly nod as he gathered the material for his lesson. "I hope you enjoyed the class."

The young girl shrugged nonchalantly but smiled at him as she slowly began making her way to the classroom door.

"Hang on," Jason said as he got up from his chair and walked to the door, closing it behind the other students and locking it. "Let's talk."

Stefania sighed and made her way toward the teacher's desk, placing her books on it and sitting down.

"Yes?" she asked, her English clear.

He went back to the desk and took his seat. Then he reached over for his briefcase and placed it on the desk, opening it.

"Listen, I have to say that yesterday's, uh…" he said as he searched the bag. "Your mother's behavior was…"

"Very embarrassing," Stefania interjected. "Please don't remind me."

"Yes. Thank you," Jason said, pulling out the folded latex bodysuit and dildo that Natalya gave him, and placing it in front of them on the desk. He closed the briefcase and placed it back on the ground.

"This is yours?" he said, nodding toward it.

"No, she bought it," Stefania said, pouting angrily. "Natalya's. I wear it because she says so."

Jason smiled and nodded.

"It looks uncomfortable," Jason observed as he began unfolding the garment.

"Tell her that," Stefania said as she leaned back in the seat. "It is very uncomfortable."

Jason shook his head, put the suit down, stood up and walked over to Stefania.

"Well… let's see if it fits," Jason said as he reached out to the 12 year old girl, lifting her by the shoulders.

She reluctantly stood in front of him, and put her arms up as Jason pulled the shirt she was wearing up over her head.

"It is hot. It is sticky. It makes my body sweaty. And I can't breathe in it," the young blonde girl continued, pouting as she reached behind her to unclasp her white, bra, which she took off.

Jason couldn't help but stare at her budding breasts as she also pulled down her skirt and baby-blue cotton panties.

"Sorry about that," he said, grabbing the bodysuit and laying it on the floor. He held the legs of the suit open, inviting the girl to place her feet into them. "I'm sure this will be the last time you have to wear it."

She scoffed as she stepped into the rubbery garment.

"It will not," she said. "I do as mother commands."

"That's good. Children should listen to their parents," he said as he slid the tight latex up to her thighs. "You come from a conservative society. Our society here is full of brats who do whatever they want."

Stefania shrugged as she felt the rubber begin to stick to her skin.

"But for your mother's part, she really really shouldn't be commanding you to do these things," Jason added. "You deserve better."

She chuckled.

Just as Jason was about cover her crotch, he saw a small pink device held onto the crotch area with a small piece of tape.

"What is this?" Jason said, picking it up and showing it to the young girl.

Stefania looked down and grunted.

"Oh, no," she signed heavily. "She gave you the vibrator egg. That means I have to…"

She stopped mid-sentence.

Jason smiled as he held the small, round object with a cord protruding from it, and saw that it was plugged into a little dial. He twisted the dial and the object began to vibrate. He turned it off again.

"I see," Jason said with a smile. He bent down again.

He held Stefania's clitoris hood and gently spread the lips open. He inserted the vibrating egg into the 12 year old girl's vagina, feeling her tremble as it popped in.

Jason then zipped the tight latex garment up over Stefania's small, pre-teen body, careful to leave the cord and dial on the outside. She sighed as she felt her whole body being covered in the shiny rubber.

As the zip reached her neck, Jason saw that the suit included a full hood, with smaller zippers for her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.

Jason took a step back. He was impressed at the quality and workmanship of the suit.

"Geez," Jason breathed, marveling at the sight.

He nodded to her questioningly.

Stefania rolled her eyes and nodded back reluctantly. She took a deep breath, then reached up to grab the hood and pull it over her head.

"Okay. Okay," Jason said as he approached her. "Let me do that for you. It looks very tight."

The girl sighed, letting go. Jason gently pulled the latex hood over her face, covering her features completely.

Once done, he finished zipping the suit up and then opened the small zip covering her mouth.

He looked at the young girl in front of him, with her face completely obscured, except for the small opening around her mouth.

Jason chuckled, and shook his head.

"My god," he said.

Stefania didn't respond.

"Oh," Jason said. Observing the suit in its complete form, he noticed some straps hanging down from its thigh and arm areas. "Interesting."

He bent down and inspected the contraption. As he touched it, Stefania quivered, not being able to see what he's doing.

"The straps," she said. "Please, no. It is really uncomfortable."

As he looked at how they worked, he realized the straps on her upper arms would effectively tie her arms securely behind her back and then around her torso, forcing her arms tightly against her body. Those protruding from the thigh area would be wrapped around her ankles, forcing her into a bent-over position on her knees.

"Hmm, well," Jason said as he took the straps into his hands. "This looks a little extreme. But let's give it a go anyway. If it is really that bad, just let me know and I'll take you out, okay?"

He first fastened the straps around her arms and torso, then pressed her down onto her knees so he could access those on the thigh area. Her legs were bent back, and he secured her thighs to her ankles using the straps.

"Too tight?" Jason asked her as he stepped back to examine the young girl in her full rubber suit and bound in her strange position, on her knees, arms secured behind her. She was immobile, except for the movement of her upper body and head.

"Too tight," Stefania replied.

"I know, but, it's kinda cool, though, isn't it?" Jason asked her with a chuckle.

"No," she replied.

"We won't be long," he said as he effortlessly picked the small frame up like a compact doll and placed her on top of the desk next to his briefcase and the thick black dildo.

He then reached down and felt around underneath Stefania, and smiled when he discovered another small zipper covering her anus. He opened the zip.

The girl shuddered.

Jason then quickly pulled down his own pants, freeing his already semi-erect cock.

He took a step closer and positioned the girl's body to line up with his crotch. She gasped quietly as his dick touched her asshole.

"Oh," he reminded himself as he reached in front of Stefania and took the corded dial in his fingers. "This, too."

She shivered and groaned loudly when he turned it on. He could faintly hear the humming of the egg as it vibrated in her cunt.

"Good," Jason said as he slowly eased his cock into Stefania's ass. He could feel her muscles clenching his shaft.

"Mmm…" Stefania moaned. She tried to move her limbs, but was secured tightly by the straps. She felt his cock entering her ass, while the small egg inside her pussy vibrated on her G-spot.

"You seem to enjoy it, now," Jason observed, grabbing the young girl's hips and thrusting his dick into her asshole.

"Ohhh…" she groaned as she struggled. "Fuck you, Principal Rivers."

Jason chuckled as he continued to fuck her.

"Indeed," Jason whispered to the 12 year old. He was now fucking her hard and deep.

Stefania moaned in reply. She was breathing rapidly through her mouth as he continued pounding into her.

"Are you close, Stefania?" Jason whispered, as he reached for the black dildo and brought it up to her lips.

The girl groaned loudly, unable to reply. He saw her body shaking, and felt her ass clench around his cock. He then began pumping the dildo in and out of her mouth.

"Mmmm…" Stefania muffle moaned, feeling the egg's vibration in her cunt. She felt a shiver through her spine and knew that she was cumming. She shivered, moaned and screamed into the dildo, her body shaking in pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" she exclaimed as her body began convulsing.

Jason felt his balls tighten as she screamed into the thick black dildo in his hands, pumping in and out of her mouth.

"I'm going to cum," Jason said, closing his eyes and letting out a grunt.

"Ohhh…" Stefania breathed around the dildo as her body shook in orgasm.

*Ting*

"Fuck," Jason gritted his teeth, pounding the girl's ass, as he let go of Stefania's hip with his one hand and unlocked his phone that was lying nearby.

The text read 'Coming to you now :)', and was from Rebecca.

As Jason began to cum, his heart sank. Semen spurted from his cock deep into the 12 year old's bowels, but he felt no pleasure - the orgasm was immediately ruined as panic set in.

"Oh, shit, Miss Long is coming!" he said out loud as he quickly withdrew his leaking dick. "Shit shit shit."

Stefania was breathing rapidly. Her own orgasm had not been completely ruined.

"Wait," she said as she heard him zip up his pants. "Please, get me out of this before she gets here."

"Shhh," he said. "I can't. You have to be quiet."

"No! Please! No!" Stefania protested. She began to struggle and moan.

He ignored her as he took the black dildo and began stuffing it into her open mouth.

"Wait, wai…" she tried to scream but he continued pushing it until her mouth was completely filled, and then some. Her mouth was still open, with two inches of the dildo still protruding from it. It could not go any deeper, but it did quiet her down.

Then, he quickly zipped her mouth area shut, forcing the zip over the dildo's base and causing the suit's hood to jut out slightly. But it kept the object firmly in her mouth.

"Shhh!" he instructed the girl. "Be very quiet and stay very still!"

Jason then looked around the classroom frantically. There was nowhere for the two of them to hide.

There was a knock at the door.

"Fuck," he said quietly, looking around. "I'll be right there. Just... swatting a fly."

He frowned and shook his head at the weird excuse he had made up.

Then he remembered. This was Stefania's homeroom class. Her locker!

Jason beelined for Stefania's backpack and searched through it, finding the key.

"Principal Rivers, is everything okay in there?" he heard from outside as he opened the locker and quickly emptied its contents onto the floor.

"Fine!" Jason shouted back, before swiftly walking back, and picking Stefania up, still bound by her suit and strapped into a position on her knees. He carried her back to the locker, squeezing her in with monumental effort. He could hear the girl try, but fail, to scream.

Once he had her in as deeply as she could go, he swung the locker door closed and leaned on it with all his weight until he heard it click shut.

"Fuck me," Jason exclaimed as he felt the sweat on his forehead. He could hear some movement in the locker, and realized the door was bulging out slightly, but rationalized to himself that Rebecca wouldn't notice if they left immediately.

He took two deep breaths, kicked some of the locker contents away to make it look like normal classroom clutter, and began walking back to the door.

Then he realized his pants were still off and his flaccid cock still exposed.

He cursed again before quickly returning to the desk area and putting his pants back on.

"Fuck," he said to himself, looking around the room and making sure nothing looked out of the ordinary.

Satisfied that the room was presentable enough, Jason took another two deep breaths, smiled, and walked to the door. He opened it.

"Miss Long... Rebecca," he said cheerfully, greeting the young teacher with a smile. "Sorry about that. I'm ready when you are?"

"O… Okay," she said with an awkward smile.

Jason walked out the door, closing it behind him. He held out his arm, smiling warmly, motioning for Rebecca to walk with him.

His heart raced.

The two teachers made their way through the hallway, toward the school's exit.

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