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Change comes to all [Ladydark x S-Freak]

S-Freak

Mindfucker
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Jun 7, 2017
Location
Denmark
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Narita had been at her new school for a few weeks now and she was still just trying to find friends. It had been really hard so far. Even though it was only at the start of the school year - starting anywhere as a senior was hard. All of her classmates already knew each other and finding a place in the tightly knit groups were not something you just did, when you already had a hard time speaking in large groups. It also meant, that you couldn't simply sit out, when the first party of the year was thrown. Not even if you didn't normally go to parties.

She knew, that every other 17-year-old her age was more than accustomed to both drinking and partying, but she had never really felt comfortable with intoxicating substances in her blood. It always made her feel weird and out of control. As it turned out, this night she would have been better off avoiding the party as well. Who did it, she never would know, but even though she had kept to sodas all night, she started to feel very relaxed and generally friendly - something clearly overwriting her shyness. One thing let to another and after having talked to a group of the football players, she found herself on her knees in front of each of them after turn, blowing each and every one of them. If people knew her well, they might have noticed, that her eyes were glazed over and that her words came just a little too late, whenever she actually did speak. But no one here knew her well enough and if anyone noticed, they didn't care. Narita herself almost didn't register, what she was doing.
 
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Professor Young was working late that night, the next day was his first official class, having just transferred in from out of state. He was a chemistry professor and was setting up his example for tomorrow’s lesson. Then making sure it would go according to his diagrams and notes before showing his students. It was still early in the semester, other classes having started a little over a week ago. He was cleaning up when he noticed the music outside, he sighs “Another party... It’s a wonder they even get to their classes...”

He packs up and locks the room behind him on his way out. He had parked out by the bleachers, not having his teachers pass yet, he didn’t want to be too close to student cars. He popped his hood and set his briefcase in the trunk when he heard something. He looks up and pulls out his phone, closing his trunk. He opens the phone and turns on his light, not noticing he actually hit the video function. He heads towards the bleachers where he heard the sound, was that moaning. “Some idiots having sex no doubt...” He sighs and continues, recording everything.
 
Narita had never been really adventurous into sexual aspects. She had a hard enough time talking to people let alone do anything else. A few times, she had kissed a boy and had experimented slightly with touching him or letting him touch her. But it had never gotten far. Quite a few of these times had happened, when she had had alcohol and she had written the substance off for that reason alone. She didn't like that fact, that alcohol made her too friendly.

In hindsight, she would blame this nights frivolity on intoxicating substances too, although right at this minute, she didn't blame anything on anybody. She just kneeled on the ground and let one boy after the other direct his cock into her mouth and more or less scull-fuck her. She didn't really do anything herself - her ability to coordinate any movements at all severely lacking - but she didn't try to stop them either.

She didn't hear their joking or how they mocked her promiscuity - agreeing that they would try to keep an eye out for her, the next time, they would play against her school's team. A few of them pulled out, when they were done and sprayed her with their cum, but most of them held her head in a tight grip and pumped their cum down her throat - often making her cough and splutter afterwards, before the next took his turn.

On and on it went and when they were finally done, one of them pushed her aside - making her loose her balance and tipping over onto the rough tiles of the path between the school's buildings. Her head was spinning and she honestly wasn't aware of her surroundings. Even getting home at this point would be troublesome until she sobered up some.
 
Victor held his phone up to show him his way until the dim lights started by the bleachers, then he put it down slightly. He heard another sound coming from between to the storage building and the school. As he entered the pathway between them, he raises his phone again, not yet knowing what he just caught on film. As the girl fell to the ground and the group of men took off, Victor moves closer. He pans his phone over her, getting a good clip of her appearance. “Hey... Hey are you ok...” He wasn’t sure if the act had been consensual or not, though with the look on her face.

He turns his cell off and pockets it, then reaches out to shake her shoulder. “Hey! You can’t stay out here...” He sighs looks around again, no one was around, the men were long gone. He looks back to her, not sure what to do at this point, he couldn’t very well take her home. He still didn’t know what he had recorded on his cell phone.
 
She didn't register anyone coming over and kneel besides her and she almost didn't register, when someone shook her shoulder either. "Whaaa.eeii.." Her voice was snuffling and heavy and she couldn't really look straight at the man besides her. She gathered herself a little bit and swallowed. "I'm. Fine.." she told him and tried to focus on him. Then she couldn't help but smile. It was a dazed kind of smile and her eyes still seemed glazed over, when she looked into his eyes. Her smile widened though. She might not be able to look straight, but it was clear to her, that he was handsome. "You are pretty!" she said and reached out to stroke his pretty face. "All people should be as pretty as you." That would make life much easier - she was sure of that.
 
He sighs and rolls his eyes, so she was drunk, or so it appears. He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a cloth, tossing it to her lightly. “Here... Clean yourself up and I’ll call you a cab...” He gave her another look over, she was quite cute, he wondered how often she did this sort of thing. While she cleaned up, he made a call to a local cab company, then lead her to the bleachers to sit down. “When the cab gets here... Get in and go home...” He didn’t have time for this, he had to get home himself, his class was early. He had given the company his card info, paying her way home, it was the least he could do.

After that, he heads to his own car and watches her a few more minutes before driving off, heading home for the night.
 
She tried to do, as he asked, but wasn't really able to do it properly. She couldn't care about it in her present state though and ended up smearing her clothes, more than she cleaned it. Time wasn't really a factor in this state of mind though and it wasn't long, until she stumbled into a cab and gave it her address. At home, she let herself fall into her bed and she slept like a baby, until her alarm awoke her the next morning. She felt all queasy and sort of ill and when she saw her clothes and some streams on her neck, she felt herself starting to shake. She had no recollection of the night before and felt both dirty and used somehow, as she stepped under the shower.

An hour later, when she walked into Professor Young's classroom, she felt a little better - primarily because no one had made any remarks about the events of the night before to her yet and she was starting to hope, that it would never happen. In fact, as usual no one was really speaking to her at all. She shuffled into the classroom more or less trying to blend in with the wallpaper. She shuffled to her seat close to the windows and stumbled once, when one of the boys walked into her without trying to help her, when she almost fell. Then she sat down on her chair and pulled out her books, emerging herself in them in an effort to avoid the people around her. No one had yet to choose to sit next to her, but that wasn't really a problem for her.
 
The next morning when victor was getting ready for work, he noticed the new video on his phone. Not remembering when he took it, he sat down to watch it, his eyes going wide as he saw the incident from last night. He could clearly make out the girls face, and it was clear what she had been doing by what was covering her. He stares at her for a few minutes, she was quite the looker, and her eyes were a big draw for him. He almost hit delete, then thought better if it, maybe he could use this if he ever saw her again.

He parked closer to the building today, his pass having been waiting for him at the gate. He heads into the school and towards his class, he was a few minutes late, but it was just the first day. “Good morning everyone and wel... Welcome to chemistry 101...” He had to catch himself, because sitting there in his class was the girl from last night. He set his books down and picks up his rolecall, noticing most weren’t signed in. “Anyone who hasn’t signed attendance please do so now... Then open your text to chapter 3...” He tired to go on like normal, he’d have to have a word with her later, once he learned her name.
 
Narita was quite content to just sit here quietly and not say anything for the next hour or so, but she looked up in shock, when she heard the professor ask people to sign the attendance slip. She had completely forgotten about that and she blushed hard, when she had to stand up and go to the desk to fill in her name. Fortunately she wasn't the only one. Two or three other pupils had forgotten to sign in too and she made sure to walk between them to the desk, so she wouldn't be the first, nor the last, of the people to walk away from the desk again. She didn't recognize Professor Young from the night before - completely oblivious to any events that happened in the last couple of hours.

Her cheeks didn't cool, until she sat down in her seat again and focused on her books again. She heard a few - not too quiet - comments about 'the weird new girl with the crazy eyes' and swallowed hard, while she pretended to be deaf. 'It will get better,' she assured herself. 'They accepted me at my old school eventually. They will do the same here sooner or later.'
 
Professor Young was watching as each of the students signed their names, making a note of where hers was before taking the sheet back. ‘Narita...’ He had also heard some of the whispers, apparently she was also new to the school. He continued the lesson as normal before starting the the lab, picking up the sign in sheet. “Ok... I need a partner... How about... Miss Jenkins... Please come up here and assist me...” He had all the chemicals set up and was going to show everyone before having them do it themselves.
 
She had just gotten her nerves soothed, when she heard Professor Young call out her name and she blushed in embarrassment, before she did her best to walk to the front of the class without falling over her own feet. She looked up at the professor and blinked a few times with her blue and brown eyes tracing his features. He seemed kind of scary. He was both tall and serious and she had a hard time catching her breath, until she looked down at the chemicals instead of at him. Hopefully he wouldn't have her do anything, that could make her look stupid.
 
He smiles at her softly before starting the He lab, he explained each step before giving her instructions, telling her when to pour and stop. She did very well and he was impressed, but she did seem rather shy, blushing at the slightest things. “Thank you Rita... That will count to your lab mark...” He turns to make a note in his book, then turns to the class and has them start. He stops her before she heads back to her seat and leans closer slightly. “I’d like to see you after school today, unless you have no other classes, then I’ll see you after this one...” He smiles again “You did well with helping me with the lesson today...”
 
She did her best to do, as he said and didn't relax one bit, before he asked everyone to focus on their own experiments. She couldn't help but look up at him with dismay, when he called her Rita. She hated, when people called her Rita. She had a perfectly good name already. Why did people insist on shortening it?? And then she hated herself a little for not being able to tell him to use her actual name. Instead she moved back just a little bit, when he leaned down towards her and she swallowed hard, before being able to respond. "I have classes til 2," she answered quitely and looked up at him. Had she done something wrong? Why did he want to speak to her outside of class?
 
He nods “Then I’ll see you after your last class, I’ll be in my office next door...” He smiles once again “And don’t worry about what I hear them saying... Your eyes are lovely and quite unique...” He allows her back to her seat and continues on with the lesson, going around to make sure other students were doing things right. He would glance her way now and then to see how she was doing, she didn’t have to do the lab again, but had to take notes of what she did to.

Later that day he was in his office, he had gone over the video a few more times, not once did he get the faces of the man with her. He made a few notes, things he wanted to ask her before getting down to what he wanted. He had honestly not thought he’d see her again, but he couldn’t have her in his class and not do anything everyday. He had also already copied the file to his computer, so she couldn’t simply erase it.
 
She almost couldn't breathe, when he told her, he liked her eyes. No one ever liked her eyes. They just branded her as weird and unusual and as something people loved to make fun of her for. It made her like him just a little bit better - even after he had had her in front of the whole class for several minutes. She just nodded at his comment though and hurried to sit down and do her notes, while everybody else was moving around and being noisy around her. It made her feel better, that everybody was focused on something else and slowly her shoulders relaxed and she seemed like less of an excuse for herself.

Hours later, she was nervous again, when she walked to his office and knocked on the door. She hadn't been able to forget, that he wanted to see her and even though she had thought him to be quite nice in class - the hours passing, changed her perception on the events and she was now completely certain, that he wanted to scold her for something.
 
He glances up at the knock and looks to the clock, right on time. He puts his things away “Come in... Just close it behind you...” He stands to close his blinds, the sun was rather bright. He takes his seat again and asks her to sit as well, then sets his phone between them. “So... I’ll get right to it... Judging by your reactions in my class today... You do not remember the events of last night...” He looks up at her “Are you like that often Miss Jenkins?” He pushes his phone towards her more and clicks play, letting her watch for herself.
 
She walked in and closed the door behind her, as he had asked. She went closer but stopped dead in her tracks, when he asked, if she remembered the night before. All the blood drained from her face - leaving her even paler than usual and she was rendered completely mute at the subject. She did manage to shake her head 'no' at his question and she swallowed hard again, when she saw herself at his phone - quickly stepping back a little - unwilling to accept that footage as real. "That.. That.. I-I don't remember that," she whispered, almost so low, that she couldn't get it out. "Please, Professor Young. T-That is not me.." Her eyes dropping desperately to the floor - wanting to be anywhere else than here.
 
He took back his phone after her reaction and paused it on her face. “I’m sorry Miss Jenkins... But as a said in class today, your eyes make you quite unique...” He holds up his phone for her to see “That is clearly your face...” He shuts his phone and sets it down again “Now I’m not normally a mean man, but after finding you like that, I can’t sit back everyday and see your face in my class and not remember this...” He moves his phone to his pocket and sits back in his chair. “So I’m going to assume you were drunk last night and just having some fun...” He sees her backing away again and sighs “Leave this room before I say you can... And I post the video to the school web page...”
 
His calm and clear voice made her shrink in on herself and she stepped back again, when he showed her the picture of her face - covered in all of that nastiness. It made her feel completely miserable and she felt like crying. "I hadn't been drinking," she protested and shook her head again. "I never drink.." How could this be happening to her?? She always stayed out of trouble and never did anything to aggravate anyone. His words made her back away even more, but she froze, when he stated his threat. She wanted to run. Run and never stop. But at the same time, she couldn't face even the possibility, that he would make good on his threat and her eyes sought his. "No, please don't! Someone must have drugged me or something, I never even.." She shut her mouth with an almost audible sound - afraid of what she had been about to say.
 
She looked frozen, a deer in the headlights so to speak, he stood from his chair and went to her. “Come here...” He leads her to the couch across the room and sits down, gently pulling her onto his lap, facing away from him. He slips one arm around her waist, holding her to him, he chuckles softly into her neck. “You’re a very pretty girl Rita... So I’ll make you a deal...” He leans back slightly and spreads her legs with his free hand, then slipping it under her skirt. “You and me have a little fun... And I’ll erase the video...” He starts to slowly rub his fingers over her panties, teasing over her clit lightly.
 
She felt like, she couldn't even move at this point and had he not lead her with him to the couch, she wouldn't have been able to follow him. Her entire body was humming in desperacy and it didn't help, when he pulled her down on his lap. "Please..." she begged him in a whisper, that was almost inaudiable and started shaking slightly, when he pulled her legs apart. "Please, Professor. I.. I haven't..." She stopped immediately, when she felt his hand between her legs and she felt the first tears rolling down her cheeks. She wanted to tell him, that she couldn't agree to his suggestion and that any decent human being would delete the video right this second, but the words stuck in her throat. All she could do was just shaking her head a little bit and crossing her arms around her stomach - trying to hold herself together.
 
He smirks slightly “Last night was a first for you... Wasn’t it...” He soon slips his hand into her panties and finds her clit, he rubs it in tight circles. “You’re a virgin...” It wasn’t a question, her shyness and reactions said it all. He speeds up his fingers slightly and kisses her neck softly. “I’ll have to take things slow with you then...” He spreads her legs a bit wider “Now do you agree to my deal... Say Yes Professor...” She seemed so lost, and it was adorable, he was sure they would have fun together in time.
 
She started crying in earnest, when she felt his hand snake his way into her panties. She couldn't accept this, but at the same time, she couldn't see a way out of it. Her body kept making little jerks, when his fingers hit her clit and activated all of her reflexes. She had never had anyone other than herself touching down there and it made her feel violated. It was a good thing, that he didn't expect her to answer his questions, because she couldn't.

She shivered in what she could only interpret as disgust, when she felt his warm lips at her neck and sniffled hard at the things he was saying. Apparently he was going to do this again, if he got his way and she couldn't contain it. But again. She saw no way out of it. Not right now anyway. A small glimpse of hope twinkled inside of her, when she realized, that she might be able to find a way out, if she just had some time to think about it. She was sure, she would. She just needed to endure this for a little bit. Her body jerked again and she bit her lip a tiny bit - remembering that she would still have to endure this. His words made her sob a bit again, before she found the courage to do, as he asked her to. "Y-yes, Professor."
 
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Victor smiles “That’s a good girl... Now just try and relax...” He kisses her neck again softly and rubs her clit a bit faster, holding her gently around the waist. “Just know... I’m not into hurting people... So you don’t have to worry about that...” He could feel her twitching, but he wasn’t sure if it was in pleasure or not, she was still kind of frozen.
 
His words didn't soothe her the way, that he probably expected. She was far more worried about the stuff, that he was into and hadn't even given it an ounce of thought, that he might hurt her on top of that. Of course now, that he had mentioned it, she worried about it quite a bit. If he didn't think it a possibility, why else should he have even mentioned it??

Of course she couldn't relax like he asked her to. She was so unfamiliar with human contact of any kind, that her nerves stood on end and made her twitch every time he hit the bundle of nerves in her clit just right. She didn't feel pleasure however. She was far to wrapped up in her own mind to even begin to feel that. Instead she felt it more as someone poking at her with a stick and she'd twitch in respond. The kisses he placed on her neck was a different story though. She couldn't help but shiver, whenever she felt his soft lips near her throat and even though she told herself, it was in disgust, she wasn't sure, if she was lying or not.
 
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