Postby TamatoaShiny123 » Wed Oct 04, 2017 5:04 pm
The final part, my duckies!
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Lucy walked over to Ms. Alya’s bound feet and slowly pulled off Ms. Alya’s high heels. Ms Alya struggled around in panic, but the other students held her still. When her shoes were off, Lucy slowly peeled off Ms. Alya’s socks, causing her to squirm around even more, shouting into Alex’s hand.
“Take off your hand” I tell Alex as I ball up one of the socks.
He removes her hand from her mouth.
“Do-“ she gets out before I shove the sock into her mouth, quickly covering her mouth before she can spit it out. I use the other sock to cleave gag her.
The socks clearly taste bad, as she has a very disgusted look on her face while moaning into her gag. I use a blue bandana to OTN gag her and a red one to blindfold her. I finish by pulling the pillowcase over her head.
“Alright everyone! We did it!” I shout. Everyone hollers and whoops in victory. I’m about to tell everyone that we should leave and let Ms. Alya suffer when I see the door across from Ms. Alya’s open. Ms. LeBouf, the teacher of that class, walks out and sees Marc and Jessica blocking Ms. Alya’s room. Luckily, she seems not to care about why they’re there and walks down the hall, leaving the door open. I glance into her classroom and see a white rug layed across her floor. Seeing this gives me an idea on how to further bind Ms. Alya.
“Get the rug and lay it on this floor” I say to my fellow students. Arthur, Katie and Lyle run across the hall and drags the rug into Ms. Alya’s room. Alex and I drag Ms. Alya’s bound body onto the rug. Everyone helps me roll Ms. Alya into the rug and then then wraps tape around the rug, trapping her.
When we’re all done wrapping her up, we step back and admire our work: Ms Alya tightly wrapped in a rug, blindfolded, gagged with her own socks and handcuffed.
Everyone celebrates and high fives over Ms. Alya’s body (and quite a few were taking pictures). Everyone then turns to the door.
“You coming?” Alex asks.
“In a minute. I want to taunt Ms. Alya some more” I tell him.
“Very well” Alex says. He walks out, closing the door behind him. It’s now just me and Ms. Alya.
“I’m going to ungag you. Do you promise not to yell?” I ask her. She nods. I kneel down and remove the pillowcase over her head. I then untie the bandana over her mouth and the sock between the teeth. She quickly spits the sock that packed her mouth.
“You guys did a great job, Kurt. I definitely can’t escape. Especially since I’m handcuffed” she tells me.
“Thank you” I reply. I pull the key to the handcuffs out of my pocket and hold it in front of her face. She does her best to try to move her head to grab the key with her teeth. But, the rug prevents her from being able to reach it. We both chuckle as I put the key on her desk, safely out of her reach.
“You know, Kurt, I had the feeling that you guys would do something like this” she tells me.
“You did?”
“I felt like you would convince the class to tie me up since we haven’t gotten to do something like this since you asked for extra credit on your essay. That’s why I left the door open. But I didn’t guess that you’d mummify me, or gag me with my own socks!”
“I came up with those ideas on the fly. Is the rug nice and tight?”
“Very! You wrapped me up very well. And the socks were a nasty surprise! You got me again, Kurt!”
“Glad to hear that!” I tell her.
“But you know...there’s gonna be some retribution for this little prank.”
“I could guess that. But for now, you’re gonna stay nice and tied” I tell her. I pick up the sock I used to gag her and hold it up to her. “Open wide”
“Please don’t, Kurt! They tasted horrible!”
Taking pity on my bound teacher, I put the sock down. “Fine. I won’t use the socks.” Instead, I use the blue bandana that served as an OTM gag to stuff her mouth. I used several strips of duct tape to tape her mouth shut. I blindfold her with the other bandana and put the pillowcase back over her head. I bid her a final farewell and close the door.
As I walk down the hall, I see Mr. D’Arque, the janitor, walking towards Ms. Alya’s class. I stop him before he can get in.
“Excuse me, but Ms. Alya’s stil working in there. She wants you to come back in an hour to clean.”
“Whatever, kid” he says as he walks back down the hall. With that settled, I run down the hallways to meet up with my friends with Ms. Alya’s promise of retribution in the back of my mind...
And that’s a wrap, my duckies! Comment to tell me what u think of this lovely literature (did I already use that? Screw it). Until then, stay nice and...
Shiiiiiiiiinyyyyyy!
(Bonus points if u can correctly identify where I got the “my duckies” bit from, as well as two of the names of characters in this story.)