Story: The Bradhall Academy – The New Teacher, Part 8

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Previous chapters:
The Bradhall Academy
The New Teacher (Part 1) | (Part 2) | (Part 3) | (Part 4) | (Part 5) | (Part 6) | (Part 7)

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Georgina was horrified when she discovered she was pregnant.  She couldn’t explain how it happened – to the best of her knowledge she had never fucked a man.  

She kept the news secret from Hope for a while, but when her belly started to swell there was no hiding it anymore, and she made a teary confession to her lover, begging for Hope’s forgiveness.

By now, Georgina had been thoroughly subjugated by Hope.  She lived in fear of Hope’s random abuse and degradation.  Hope felt some guilt, carrying on such an abusive relationship with a girl she had once loved, but it was the only way of making Georgina behave as the schoolboys wanted her to, and the only way to stop her own betrayals coming to the attention of police, and so she treated it as a practical necessity that she would have to regularly slap Georgina, rape her, torture her breasts, and treat her like an animal.

Georgina had become used to going naked around the house.  And, under direction of Hope’s students, their litter box had been moved outside the house, onto the front porch, so that their neighbours could see what kind of disgusting sluts Hope and Georgina were.  Hope had been experimenting with making Georgina sleep with an active vibrator in her pussy, and the sounds of violent rape playing on a headphone in her ears overnight, and the result had been a Georgina who was frequently tired, who couldn’t think straight, and whose violent erotic dreams left her horny throughout much of the day.

“How could you do this, you stupid slut?” asked Hope, as Georgina wept and tried to explain that she didn’t know how she had gotten pregnant.  “We can’t afford a baby, you dumb cunt.  Do you know how much they cost?”

“We can… get rid of it,” said Georgina.  “We can get an abortion…”

Hope slapped her.  “You want to get out of the consequences of your slutty behaviour?  You think you can slut around town, fucking men behind my back and get out of it?  No, you’re going to have the baby, Georgina.”

(The boys were very clear that they wanted to watch Georgina swell up like a cow, and leak milk from her tits, and Hope knew better than to defy them.)

“But the money…” said Georgina.

“There’s nothing for it,” said Hope.  “You’re going to have to do some sex work.  We can find men who want to fuck you for money…”

“But I’m a lesbian!” wailed Georgina.

“No, you’re not,” said Hope.  “You didn’t get pregnant from fucking *women*, did you?  Don’t pretend you’ve never had a cock in you.  If you were willing to spread your legs to men for fun, you can damn well do it again now that we need money.”

She made an expression of disgust.  “I’ll have to do it too, you know,” she said.  “And it’s all your fault.”

It was, as hope said, easy to find men who wanted to pay to fuck Georgina.  Most of them were the fathers of Hope’s students.  Sometimes Hope would send Georgina on these “dates” by herself, or sometimes she would come along to make it a double booking. 

She went with Georgina for her very first fucking – partly to make sure Georgina didn’t back out, and partly because she wanted to watch Georgina’s face the first time (to her knowledge) that she let a man’s cock penetrate her body.

The client was Thomas’ father, who didn’t pay, but who generously offered to take Georgina on as a gyno client in return for using her pussy.  (She would still have to pay his fees, of course, but she would skip his waitlist.)  Hope had to lick her girlfriend’s pussy for a long time as the doctor watched before Georgina was wet enough to be raped, and then the doctor made Georgina actually *beg* for him to rape her – but the look on Georgina’s face as his cock slid into her fuckhole was priceless.

Her expression was even better when the doctor summoned his son Thomas into the room, and told Thomas to use Georgina’s mouth while the doctor fucked her pussy.

Georgina stayed wet until both men had ejaculated into her, but she didn’t orgasm, so when Hope took her home, she spanked Georgina’s cunt until she cried, and told her girlfriend she had better learn to orgasm from a man’s cock, or she’d get more of the same after every booking.

Hope’s own engagement in “sex work” gave the schoolboys the excuse they needed to finally impregnate Hope, as well.  Over the course of a week, in the fertile part of her cycle, they endeavoured to shoot as much sperm into her womb as they possibly could, and soon Hope found herself in proud possession of a positive pregnancy test.

“Get used to it,” said Thomas, when she shared this information with the class.  “We’re going to keep you pregnant forever, miss.  You, and your cow girlfriend.  As soon as Georgina is safe after giving birth, we’re going to rape her pregnant again – and you, too, once you eventually pop.  You’re going to be nothing but milky-titted breeders from now on….”

Hope moaned in fear and humiliation at this – and yet she knew she deserved it, for all that she had done.  And believing that Georgina deserved it, too, for having been a cockteasing lesbian slut, made Hope feel better about her own degradation.

But largely the boys no longer specifically gave Hope instructions on how to degrade herself.  She was left to come up with these herself, and explain them during her lessons on the inferiority and rapeability of women.

She was creative in these tasks, torturing herself in ways that made her quiver with fear and humiliation, both because she was afraid that if she was not sufficiently entertaining the boys would have her sent to jail – but also because she genuinely wanted their approval.  In her new life of rape and degradation, the greatest reward she could receive was to be told that she was a good bitch.

She extended the rule about no clothes in the house into a “no clothes anywhere” policy.  She and Georgina would be nude at all times, even while shopping, and if police were called to arrest them for obscenity, they would have to hope they could suck the police’s cocks well enough to avoid arrest.  

Hope actually had to do this once – desperately fellating the dick of a male police officer after begging him to show her mercy – and Georgina had to do it twice, with one occasion involving her first anal sex, as a cop shoved his cock into her anus while the other had her suck him off.  But after that they both got a sense of where they could do their shopping nude without having someone call the authorities, and they became used to wandering supermarkets and departments stores naked while people stared and snickered and fantasised about raping them.

The “always nude” policy caused Georgina to lose her job, and once this happened Hope and Georgina could no longer afford the rent on their house, even with the money from their prostitution.  But Hope informed Georgina that Thomas’ father had offered to let them live in his expansive mansion while they got their finances sorted out.

It was only upon arriving that Georgina discovered that they would be expected to live in a wire dog cage in the living room, on display to guests.  The cage was locked at night and they would have to beg to be allowed out in the morning.  Their sex work stopped at this point, because nobody needed to pay the women for sex when Thomas’ father would allow anyone to fuck them for free.

Over this period, all of the boys in the class visited, and each fucked Georgina – this time while she was awake.  By now Georgina was deemed sufficiently controlled that she could be told the truth about her impregnation, and watching her being made to masturbate while watching the video of her gang-rape and impregnation was one of the hottest moments of Hope’s life.  Georgina’s face was a mask of horror and betrayal, but Hope knew that Georgina would still obediently lick Hope’s cunt that night despite it all.

She set a new rule that Georgina would go everywhere crawling on all fours, with Hope or a man holding a dog leash connected to her collar.  They bought her a special collar that would give her an electric shock if she ever tried to stand.

Their tits were always leaking milk now.  Thomas and his father hand-milked their udders every morning and evening, and left them on a breast pump during the day.  It felt right to Hope that they should be treated like the cows they were.

At the end of her second trimester, Georgina had a meltdown, and demanded to be freed from the cage, freed from Hope and Thomas and his father, freed from rape and degradation.  Hope slapped her a few times, and Thomas’s father restrained her, and together they agreed that Georgina needed to be further broken, so that she would not rebel again.

And so they made Georgina meet up with one of her lesbian schoolfriends – a girl she had had an unrequited crush on for years – for evening coffee and catch-up.  And at that catch-up, they made Georgina drug the girl’s coffee – and then let Hope’s class in, to gang rape and impregnate the girl just as they had done for Georgina.  They made Georgina take part, licking the sleeping girl’s pussy, having her urge the boys to rape the bitch harder, and at the end it was clear Georgina knew she was no better than Hope.  She would betray her gender, on the command of a man.  She would take part in raping and degrading other girls, because it was her nature to do so.

Hope took Georgina to the local government offices, and had their names legally changed to “Cunt” and “Bitch”.  She had them both get used to wearing weights attached to their clitoris via a clamp, to hurt them more as they moved around.  And she trained Georgina to assume a constant expression in public that involved having her mouth open, and her tongue extended out and down, as though she were about to receive a cock or a mouthful of cum.

“Why do I have to look like this?” asked Georgina, on one of the rare times that she questioned Hope’s orders.

“Because it makes it harder for people to respect you, or see you as a human instead of an animal, and lesbian sluts like us should never be respected or treated like humans,” said Hope – and that was the end of that discussion.

At the end of the year, the boys presented both Hope and Georgina to the principal for assessment.  Both had swollen bellies and swollen tits that leaked milk.  Georgina would give birth any day now.  Hope would likely be a few months later.  

The principal raped each of them, to test their enjoyability.  Georgina had been well trained to buck and moan and beg for abuse, and Hope did likewise.

The principal was well-satisfied with them – and to the delight of Hope, and the entirety of her class, the boys were awarded full marks and honours for their year-long project of transforming Hope into a degrade fuck-cow.

Afterwards, Hope asked the principal what might be in store for her now.  Was she simply to retire to her cage at Thomas’ house, to be fucked and bred for the rest of her life?  Or did the school have more work for her?

“Oh yes, Cunt,” said the principal.  “We definitely have more work.  First of all, we’d like your girlfriend to use her lesbian charms to find us a new teacher for the next class of boys – a pretty, innocent young thing, preferably a lesbian, or at any rate someone who would be horrified at the thought of being gang-raped by a pack of horny teenage males.  And someone we can control – who won’t be able to leave, who will be forced to put up with her treatment here.  Do you think your Bitch can find us someone like that?”

“I’m sure she can, sir,” said Hope.  “And what about me?”

“Ah,” said the principal.  “Well, we’re trying an experiment next year, you see?  We’re taking on a class of girls – nubile little 18-year-old brats who will be forced to attend every lesson, either because we hold some blackmail material on them, or simply because they want to please their daddies – or, at least, get access to daddy’s trust fund.”

He chortled, and guided Hope’s head down towards his cock, for another blowjob.

“And you, dear Cunt, can be their teacher,” said the principal.  “We need a role model like you, to teach these girls how to behave like good little fucktoys, and how to let men rape them and control them, Do you think you can do that, Cunt?  Teach these spoiled brats that they’re nothing but life support for tits and a cunt?  Explain to them why they deserve to be raped and impregnated?”

“Yes, sir,” said Hope – and then she took the principal’s cock in her mouth, and began to suck.

She had once studied to teach feminism – and now she would be doing just that, in a way.  Her own brand of feminism – or rather the brand the schoolboys had helped her learn.  It was the lesson of her biological destiny – a lesson born of the inescapable truth that she had submitted to boys younger than her, that she had repeatedly orgasmed from rape, that she had betrayed her lover and her gender in order to serve the cocks of men.  If it was in her to do such things, surely it was in every woman to do the same.

It was an honour to be a teacher, really – to help young minds learn the truth about women.

And she knew that if she did well, she would have the privilege of raping every 18-year-old slut in her care – and watching as they experienced their first gang-rapes from men.

She could hardly wait to get started.

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