## Revenge on the Headmistress

Post by putasockinit2 » Mon Jun 29, 2015 8:35 am

“You can stay for the rest of the day, pack your bags and say your goodbyes. Then you can get out and never come back.”
Those words repeated in my mind all through my preparation for today. Effectively I was being kicked out of college for a mistake that was as much her fault as mine, yet she didn’t see it that way. We slept together. One night, we were both single, drunk and it was after the Christmas party. In all fairness she came onto me and flirted with me the entire night. I should maybe have been sterner but she was so lovely at the time. Her dark hair a key feature of the Latina’s body, although it was also probably fair to say that her busty DD size breasts and nice ass also caught my attention. Anyway as much as I tried to reason with her after the event, she was having none of it. We didn’t even have sex, she started stripping me and fondling me whilst I did the same after a little while and eventually shrugging my shoulders. After which we snuggled in bed and eventually both fell asleep. It wasn’t until the next morning that we both noticed we weren’t alone in her hotel room. We both quickly got changed and hurried out of the room, feeling awkward and uncomfortable at what had happened the night before.
Onto the actual day and I had rehearsed just how I was planning to do this a thousand times already in my mind, but as I sat in the van next to my friend Jamie who had agreed to accompany me, it all felt so much more real. We pulled up and used a device to scan for heat signatures within the building. There were 3 in total as technically it was the holidays, although Miss Rodriguez was famed for coming in along with her secretaries most of the time.
We both pulled black ski masks over our heads before I opened my backpack and supplied us both with two guns. We then made our way tentatively to the school office which had a main room with a door which accessed the headmistress’s office. This was the only entrance and after sending Jamie in, we knew just where the phone wires were easily accessible. The corridor outside had two wires running along the wall, one from a gap in the wall of Miss Rodriguez’s office and the other from the secretary office. Whilst Jamie kept look out just in case, I grabbed a pair of pliers and cut them both, rendering the phones useless.
Then on the count of three we stormed the secretary office first revealing two stunned women, one blonde and the other black. “Freeze, get down on the ground do it, NOW!” we both shouted as the women did what we asked panicking. I then left Jamie to pint the gun at them before I kicked open the door of Miss Rodriguez’s office. “Hands up, you, out there now!” I said gesturing with the gun to join her secretaries out there. She hurriedly obliged as she saw them on the floor and followed suit.
“Stand to your feet and remove your shoes. Remove your jewellery and your phones and place them in the bag.” I said in a shouting aggressive manner to assert my dominance as I held out a bag for them. The women stood, the secretaries whimpering as they were the first to oblige and begin removing their red and black high heel shoes. Then they hurriedly removed necklaces, earrings and bracelets before chucking them in the bag scared of getting hurt. Miss Rodriguez was reluctant at first, although her mind was changed as one of the guns began to point right at her. Reluctantly she obliged and began removing her black thigh high boots, before her masses of jewellery joined the rest in the brown paper bag.
Three ball-gags were then produced from my bag and chucked at each woman. “Put each of these in your mouths and strap them behind you tightly…DO IT!” Within moments the two secretaries had yellow and pink ball-gags whilst Miss Rodriguez was given a slightly larger red one. As soon as the gags were strapped behind the girl’s heads tightly, the two secretaries were ordered to turn around and make star shapes on the wall behind them. Something they did quickly as a few sobs began to appear. Whilst Jamie focused his gun on them, I focused mine on the Headmistress. Her first name was Clara.
“You, into your office, empty the safe!” I ordered as she turned and walked tentatively back into the room she had been forced from. At the door of the safe she turned for a second and tried to plead with me to let her go, but a firm slap from my hand across her ass reminded her just who was in charge of this situation. As the code was entered and the door opened, she was chucked a large sack.
“Empty it, all of it into the bag. Hurry, do it quick.” I ordered in a commanding tone as she quickly started shovelling stacks of cash with her hands into the sack by her side. Within ten minutes four sacks were full of cash and the safe room was completely cleared. She rose as I grabbed her arm and walked her hurriedly back into the room where the other two hostages were. She found herself chucked against the white wall, next to them as they were then ordered to turn around for us.
“Strip!” was the order and they declined strongly at first, complaining in elongated mpphing sounds.
“Do I have to ask twice? Do it!” I ordered as this time I was understood fully, with each woman removing their respective dresses and undergarments, leaving them all completely naked and exposed to me.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...