Before the Vice Principal
#5 of Before
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Chapter 5 Before the Vice Principal
Opening my eyes I immediately realize I am still in the Mr. Hathing's office, bent over his desk. I then feel it, the pounding against my rear. I glance back to see the black bear furiously thrusting into me. "'Bout time you came to, I was getting lonely." I can not believe it, he is still going at it! This is ridiculous! How can he expect to just rape me continuously everyday? The pounding feeling at my rear slowly subsides to numbness. Then Mr. Hathing finally pulls out of me. "Well boy, you are free to go. See you tomorrow." I pull my underwear from my mouth and immediately turn to shout at Mr. Hathing, but no words come out. I just stand there, vacantly staring at him as he goes about his business pulling on his shirt. Just when I have finally thought up something to say to the bear there is a knock at the door.
Mr. Hathing and I both turn in shock as the handle jiggles. He turns to me and whispers, "Get under the desk!" I do as told, crawling beneath his desk. He throws my pants and shirt at me and I pull them under. He then places his desk fixtures back on it and moves the garbage can to the wall where I had left a sticky mess. "Who is it?" Mr. Hathing asks in a calm voice, throwing on his shirt and unlocking the door.
"Fang Johnson, sir." the voice replies from the other side of the door. Mr. Hathing grabs his khaki pants and his boxer briefs and throws them under his desk with me as he sits down in his chair and scoots it in close. I move to the side a little to avoid a rolling wheel of the chair from crushing my tail. He scoots the chair a tiny bit closer, preventing anyone else in the room from seeing his partial nudity.
"Come on in," Mr. Hathing beckons. I can hear the doorknob move once more and then the door squeak open. It then hits me that Fang is the name of the black wolf from P.E. earlier! I can definitely not let him see me like this. I make sure that none of my toes are sticking out from under the one inch gap between the desk front and the floor. "Take a seat my boy." Mr. Hathing says. "You know why you're here?"
"Is it the incident today in the locker room?" Fangs voice is deep and soothing.
"Yes. But thankfully for you, Mr. Smithfield is terribly sorry and is going to be punished for a very long time. You won't be getting any trouble from him now." Mr. Hathing kicks me slightly causing me to fidget a little bit.
"That's good to hear sir, but I was wondering if you could let him off easy, ya know? It being the first day and all..." Fang is actually trying to get my punishment removed?
"I don't know... he is quite the little asshole if you ask me." Fang doesn't catch the irony in that but I know all too well that Mr. Hathing wants me to fuck for the rest of the semester... As if on queue one of Mr. Hathing's hands reaches under the table and pulls my head to his dick. It has stiffened considerably since early. I can't believe he is getting excited from the sneakiness of this whole ordeal. Nevertheless I silently take the tip of his penis into my mouth. He shudders but remains quiet.
"Please sir, things just got off on the wrong foot. I can guarantee you it will never happen again!" Fang pleaded as I began suckling on Mr. Hathing.
"There... uh... is no way I can get you off this then?" Mr. Hathing mumbles, trying to remain calm.
"No sir, I just want things to start over you know?"
"...fine... just leave now, I'm very busy. No punishment will come to Ethan." Mr. Hathing lies between deep breaths.
"Thank you sir." With that Fang leaves, the door squeaking shut behind him.
"Oh thank god, I thought that puke would never leave. Get out from under there and pleasure me for real!" He orders, grabbing me by an ear and lifting me from the floor.
"I have done enough for you today, let me go!" I argue.
"Fine. Beat it. I'll see you tomorrow anyway." Mr. Hathing smirks slyly. I pull on my shirt and pull up my jeans. My underwear too shredded to ever be worn again, I throw them in the garbage can as I make my way quickly out of his office.
Heading down the hall I make it to the boys bathroom where I hastily clean myself up. My ass was left a gooey mess and my face had a few smudges of cum on it as well. I push the bathroom door open and hurriedly enter a stall. Thankfully nobody is in the bathroom currently. I take the time to wipe myself off completely and with a flush am relieved that no one had found me such a mess. I leave the stall to look at myself in the mirror. I look as fine as ever, my white fur glinting slightly with sweat but other than that fine. The bathroom door swings open and who do I see, none other than Fang. I roll my eyes slightly, looking into the mirror once more.
"Oh, hey Ethan." Fang greets coolly, going to a stall and relieving himself. How is it he can play it off that things are fine between us? I now have to be butt fucked every day because of him!
"What do you want?" I reply coldly while turning to him. His back is to me allowing me to look him over. I can only fantasize about how he looks nude, having seen him with his back to me naked before.
He turns from the urinal while zipping his jeans back up, "I just saw Mr. Hathing. He said he'd let you off without punishment. Isn't that great?" He approaches slowly. I can only stare him angrily in the face. "What's wrong?" He finally asks. I can only stand there musing over what to tell him in my head. If I tell him what Mr. Hathing did to me, he will either not believe me, or he will be furious and try to stop him. In which case my parents will be informed of our incident in the locker room...
Fang steps even closer. "Tell me. What's the matter?" He coaxes. I can't tell him... It is then that he moves even closer, pulling me into a kiss. All my worries wash away as I am swept off my feet by the older wolf. There could be nothing to stress me now.
He pulls away slowly, gazing at me romantically. "Mr. Hathing has just blackmailed me into allowing him to fuck me in his office. Tomorrow and for every day for the rest of the semester I will be his sex bitch!" I shout.
He looks at me. He doesn't say anything. He just looks at me. He then grabs my hand and drags me from the bathroom to the guidance office. Entering, the woman behind the desk raises a brow curiously at the two of us as we march past her to Mr. Hathing's office. She tries to tell us we can't go back there, but Fang presses on. He kicks in Mr. Hathing's door. Mr. Hathing is shocked and frozen in place. He is laying naked on his desk both of his hands on his dripping member. Fang in one swift move punches him in the face, knocking him clear off his desk. He then kicks him in the groin for good measure while snarling. I'm a bit shocked at what is happening here but am a bit relieved, who would have thought Fang would be my savior? I then remember Mr. Hathing made me sign a paper.
"Fang, in the file cabinet, he made me sign something." Fang immediately finds the key in the drawer to the desk and proceeds to the file cabinet where after a short while he finds the form and tears it in two. By this time the female receptionist is at the door from the commotion, wide-eyed in shock at the scene before her. She then leaves quickly only to return a moment later with the school's security guard, an overly buff rhino. We go without a fight. The rhino had his game face on. We were taken to the vice principal of the school, Mrs. Fawks. Who isn't in the least interested about our current predicament. She quickly gives Fang OSS and leaves me off scratch free. She assures us that Mr. Hathing will be fired but she is still going to have to notify my parents about the locker room incident. Fang is escorted off the premises and I am sent back to class... All the while dreading, what am I gonna tell my parents?!