Catch And Release Part Six: Naomi Conspires With Her PE Teacher To Get Good Grades And Accidentally Gets Cum All Over Herself As A Result

Her last weeks at school were themed around her terror about her grades. With all the beatings, groping and forced masturbation she was suffering at school, plus the chores and beatings at home, she had been unable to keep up with even a fraction of her school work. Her daily grades punishments had built up to almost unbearable levels already—if she received the F’s she feared she was earning in all eight of her courses for the entire term, then by her math, over the Summer she would spend nearly every waking hour not devoted to chores being beaten or otherwise tortured by her parents. Surely they would tire of this—but she would be in any case fully at their mercy all day every day. The thought of this alone made her mind go blank.

She was at Ms Simon’s desk after a spanking, waiting for the principal’s office slip to be completed, when she noticed the gradebook was open, and her own final grade was listed as an F.

PE had been the one class she thought she might get a pass in. “You’re giving me an F?!” she exclaimed.

Simons looked up, interrupting the filling out of the form. “You have done literally none of the assigned coursework.”

“I fucking masturbated for you every day on demand! I did everything you told me!”

“Naomi,” Ms Simons squinted to the side as though she was having a hard time believing Naomi was serious. “None of that was assigned coursework. You can see the list here, participating in sports every day, answering quizzes about health, and so on. All zeroes.”

Naomi simply broke down completely, crying, red in the face, shaking. “I can’t… Ms Simons do you know what they’ll do to me?”

“Who?”

“My parents.”

“I’m not sure that’s my responsibility.”

“I’m getting F’s in all my classes. Hourly beatings, all summer and… they do other things.”

“Like what?” Simons’ face unabashedly displayed a prurient interest in the answer to this question.

“I… I don’t want to talk about it,” Naomi sobbed loudly, and wailed. “Pleeease I’ll do anything Ms Simons I mean actually anything!”

Ms Simons finished the slip while Naomi cried. She handed it to Naomi. “Let me think it over,” she said curtly and dismissed her. Naomi was still weeping as she left the office and headed down to the principal’s office for her next beating.

The next time she found herself in Ms Simon’s office during PE, she was, as always, masturbating on her couch, being careful not to cum until Ms Simons said it was okay—this usually took up most of the 90 minutes of class while Ms Simons by turns worked on paperwork, masturbated herself, hit Naomi’s legs with her ruler, and sometimes simply stared smirking.

Today, Ms Simons picked up the phone early in the period. “Mr. Hoffston, please come to the PE office,” she said into the receiver.

Naomi shot up, ceasing her masturbation. That was her A-day first period teacher. “He’s coming in here? Should I…”

Ms Simons scowled. “Go right back to what you were doing, and don’t stop.”

“What? But he’ll see…”

“Are you this stupid? Do as I say.”

Naomi blushed hard all over her body, but what could she do? She resumed.

After a few minutes there was a knock on the door. Ms Simons stood up, adjusted her glasses, and cracked the door open. People walking by might see Naomi if they were aiming to peek through the crack. Mr. Hoffston certainly was, and certainly did.

He pushed the door open just widely enough to enter, smirking at Ms Simons while Naomi just kept wanking herself, lying on her back, her naked body in full view.

“I got your message.” He appraised the girl on the couch in front of him. “How do you do it?” he said to the PE teacher, who laughed in response. “It’s a gift. So listen I hear you’re giving Naomi here an F?”

Mr Hoffston surveyed Naomi’s crying masturbating body. “Yyyyess?”

“Naomi says she’ll let you cum on her every other day until the end of the term if you’ll give her a B.”

Naomi clamped her hand over her mouth while the other kept stroking her nethers. She made a weird high pitched clamped down protesting noise.

“I don’t know what she’s trying to not say there but I wouldn’t say she looks happy with the deal” remarked Mr. Hoffston. “Like, she almost seems to be shaking her head no?”

Naomi wasn’t sure what her body was doing right now.

“Uh, Carl, do you want to jizz on a naked teenager while she masturbates or not?”

Carl sighed and grinned looking down. “Jesus Lisa, you’re amazing and I don’t mean that as a compliment.”

He was undoing his pants.

“I certainly take it as one,” Ms Simons quipped, and she sat down on the opposite chair, pulling up her skirt and starting to stroke herself.

And so Naomi had her very first experience with a dick and its cum. Mr. Hoffston leaned awkwardly over her, his dick erect in hand. “Where?” he asked, his question aimed at Ms Simons.

“Just, on her stomach I suppose,” Ms Simons sighed. “We’ll think about it more on future dates.”

Naomi closed her eyes and looked away while continuing to masturbate, slowly wiggling her pelvis back and forth while Mr. Hoffston grunted rhythmically over her.

“Do you want her looking you in the eyes?”

He grunted out an “I don’t give a shit,” and Naomi maintained her posture of closing out everything she could about this situation.

It didn’t take long, she felt the warm drop on her stomach. She scrunched her face in disgust, and then she felt a slightly colder streak off to the side of the original drop—then a solid touch, and she realized he was wiping his dick on her tummy to clean off the tip.

She squeaked and writhed away, but there was no real room for manouvering on the couch.

She heard him pull his pants up and button up. “Alright Naomi, if we keep this up for the rest of the term, you’ll get a B I guess.”

Naomi carefully, eyes still closed, face still scrunched, tears still streaming, nodded.

“Is any girl at this school not a slut?” he asked Ms Simons as he headed for the door. Ms Simons, still masturbating herself, scoffed as though to say “I know!”

That ordeal took about twenty minutes. Naomi wasn’t sure getting a single non-F was worth what she had just been voluntold for. Then she heard the phone getting picked up again. “Mr. Jones, please come to the PE office.”

Much the same occurred over the next twenty minutes. And with a third teacher after that. 

She now had three men’s worth of cum on her stomach as she finally was allowed to orgasm herself.

That first day, Ms Simons gave Naomi a moistened towel to wipe off with. As she did so the teacher remarked “Well, keep that up and you’ll have three B’s at least. I’ll give you a passing grade of some kind. But that leaves four more teachers we don’t have time for during class hours. I’ll have to think of something else for them.”

Naomi nodded as she finished her cleanup. “Th…” She couldn’t believe she was saying this. This was nuts. “Thank you Ms Simons.”

“I mean, you’re welcome I guess but you can probably see I’m enjoying the fuck out of this.”

“I know.”

“Alright, let’s get you spanked and sent to the principal’s office. Up you get!”

Over the last few weeks of school the three men continued to come in each PE period and jizz on the girl while she jacked off. Ms Simons directed their sperm to a different area each time. Day two it was her legs. Day three her feet. Eventually her ass, her tits, her hair (that was fun to deal with), and her face were all covered. On the last day they jizzed on her masturbating hand, some of it getting directly onto her pussy.

That took care of three classes plus PE. But Naomi didn’t know what Ms Simons’ plan for the other four teachers was, until the last day of school. 

After PE class Ms Simons told Naomi as they were leaving the principal’s office, “Alright, I’ve worked out a solution to your grade problem. Just meet me in the gym after school.”

“But I, that will make me late getting home…”

“Sweetie, have I ever seemed to care about that shit? Do you want to get in trouble once for being late, or forever, for getting four F’s?”

Naomi nodded, her head low. “Okay.”

“Okay!” said Ms Simons cheerily and she was off.

After school, Naomi went to the gym. In the middle of the basketball court Ms Simons had set up four chairs. “Hey Naomi, glad you came!” yelled Ms Simons from her office door. “Just go kneel in front of those chairs and we’ll get started soon.”

As she did so, she saw others enter the gym—her four other teachers, all men as most of the teachers at this school were. They looked nervous, glancing over at their student kneeling in the middle of the court. Naomi watched a quiet conversation take place between Simons and the four men before she led them over with a big grin on her face, and let each one of them take a seat. The men for the most part avoided eye contact with Naomi, but certainly did not avoid looking at the rest of her.

Naomi’s heart was racing with fear so much she was afraid she might faint.

“Are you ready to earn your C’s?”

Dismayed, Naomi murmured “Only C’s?”

“Jesus the entitlement!” yelled Ms Simons. “Yeah, you’ve been servicing your other teachers every day for weeks. This is a one time thing, you’re lucky they’re giving you anything at all!”

“O… okay.”

“Good. Strip. Slowly. Make it a show!” Suddenly music was playing. The gym was a separate building away from the rest of the school and she didn’t play the music loudly. Everyone else on campus was simply interested in leaving the school, no one was going to check in until the janitors in a few hours.

As the men stared more and more openly at her, she slowly stood up, and did her best to dance to the music while slowly taking her clothes off.

Simons led Naomi over to each man once she was naked, and had her give him a long, obscene lap dance, grinding her pussy into his enclothed cock while the other three watched, adjusting themselves. Naomi tried to keep it together but ended up simply sobbing her way through this, which seemed to bother no one.

After the fourth lap dance, Simons made Naomi take a position on her knees and elbows, exposing her ass to the four gentlemen. One by one, each of them used his belt to hit her ass several times until he felt satisfied by her struggle to keep still and her cries muffled by Ms Simons’ hand and the music that was still playing.

She then had Naomi lay on her back, and the four men unzipped. Naomi briefly struggled but Simons whispered into her ear “Don’t worry they aren’t going to fuck you.”

Instead the four men each took a position around her, on their knees. One between her legs. One on each side of her. And one at her head. 

“Time to masturbate,” she whispered to Naomi, and guided Naomi’s hand downwards. And so, Naomi put on a show.

But it was after school. PE was no longer an excuse for raised heartbeats. If she came, that would make her “irredeemable.” She had so far managed to avoid whatever “irredeemable” punishments her parents might dream up.

As she continued rubbing herself and watching the four men obscenely rub their own dicks around her, she begged. “Please don’t make me cum Ms Simons pleaaaaase don’t make me do this!” But Simons, kneeling by her head, leaned down and whispered, “once again, idiot, you can get in trouble once, or you can be in trouble forever.”

Naomi closed her eyes and tried to accept her fate. “Eyes open!” Simons yelled and Naomi snapped to obey.

The teacher between her legs came first, squirting himself all over her hand and pussy while she masturbated. Then in short order, each teacher on either side, one squirting on her tummy, the other on her tits. Finally the man standing over her face, letting his cum drop onto her eyes, mouth and neck.

And while Naomi continued reluctantly pleasuring herself, Ms Simons leaned down and began scooping the men’s cum up in her mouth. Having gathered up the cum from her tummy and tits, she spat it back out on naomi’s mouth. She then pushed the cum on Naomi’s face towards her mouth as well, jamming her tongue into Naomi’s lips to force them open to let the sperm in. Naomi retched at this new, unspeakable sensation. She had never tasted anything like this before.

She kept masturbating though. Even as Ms Simons now began scooping the cum off Naomis hand and pussy using her tongue, very briefly touching Naomi’s clit with her tongue, sending a shock of pleasure up Naomi’s spine as she did so. When the cum from her pussy was transferred to her mouth was when she finally had her gigantic after-school orgasm.

The show over, the men zipped up and left. Naomi simply lay there exhausted and defeated as Ms Simons gathered up Naomi’s shirt and skirt. Naomi began to sit up, expecting the clothes to be handed (or thrown) at her—but Simons simply took the clothes, grinned, said “Bye,” and left. As she closed the door behind her she said “Have fun with mom and dad!”

And so Naomi sat, dumbfounded, destroyed, naked with traces of cum and spit all over her body and inside her mouth, with no clothing available, wondering how exactly the fuck she was supposed to get home.

She simply sat there. What could she do? As it turned out, Ms Simons had given her parents a call after the show, and so they knew where to go to pick her up. She wept at the sight of them, began immediately, incoherently babbling excuses, “Please they made me… I didn’t… it’s not… please don’t punish me I was trying to be goooooodddd.”

Dad said quietly as he picked her up and held her, walking her outside, still naked, towards the car parked just outside, “you had an orgasm without permission.”

Naomi buried her face in his neck “I know I’m soorrrryyyyyy she made meeeeee”

“Nobody made you. You could have simply come home. You chose not to.”

He gently deposited her in the back seat and her parents listened to her wail the entire way home.