*Description: Katie covers for her friend’s mistake only to find she made one herself.*
*This one was a bit rushed but if you like this one, feel free to read my other stories!*
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**Miley was making a ruckus as usual before homeroom as usual. I tried to steer clear of her and her circle of goons. Kayla, my best and well only friend, wasn’t as cautious. She often tried to squeeze her way into Miley’s social circle to escape bullying. I knew there was no escaping the life of being the school torture nerd. It didn’t matter how hot I was or how much I made guys droll. The moment they found out I was “nerdy girl Katie” they instantly became disassociated with me.**
**It was lonely every day but I had to tough it out. Eventually, things would get better. I had to believe they would. I wasn’t up for the alternative. I knew about the countless other tortured students who had committed suicide because they couldn’t handle the suffering. I didn’t blame them, especially when there were days I wanted to follow suit. It was senior year and I was soon to be free of this crappy life. College would be a whole new start for me.**
**The class was starting with the teacher’s standard quiet down and get settled speech. I could hear the snickering of Miley and crew behind me. What could they be up to now? I didn’t have to wait long to find out. The teacher sat down in his chair and tucked into the desk. The moment he made a move the bucket of honey hidden overhead doused him.**
**“Who the hell is responsible for this!?” The teacher screamed.**
**Then my worst nightmare came true.**
**“I heard Kayla talking about some prank she was going to pull on you sir,” Miley commented.**
**Kayla looked back in shock, terrified. She had nothing to do with the prank and Miley was just using her as a scapegoat. Or perhaps this was a more sinister plot to get Kayla in major trouble. Kayla was there for me when I had my hardest days, so I decided in a split second to save her here.**
**“No Mr. Allen, I did it. Kayla was trying to talk me out of it,” I said adamantly.**
**This shocked everyone in the class. I was literally taking the fall to save my friend. It was the proudest moment of my life and I didn’t care for the disciplinary action that would follow.**
**“To the principal’s office. Right now young lady!” Mr. Allen shouted furiously.**
**I grabbed my bag, throwing it over my shoulder and heading for the door. As I passed Kayla’s seat I gave her a quick smile. Hopefully, this would show her not to trust Miley ever again. As I got out of the class and into the hall I felt sorry for Mr. Allen. He didn’t deserve that.**
**I arrived at the principal’s office and informed the secretary as to why I was here. She told me to wait in a chair while she informed the principal. I wasn’t particularly fond of principal Warren. He had this lecherous way of looking at the female students that creeped me out. It was a few moments of waiting until he emerged from his office.**
**I was told that I was to attend after school detention and to behave in my classes for the rest of the day. When I asked if I was to return to Mr. Allen’s class I was told to stay put until the next period. The rest of the day went by rather smoothly. Kayla caught up with me at lunchtime, apologizing profusely for trusting Miley. Kayla promised to steer clear from Miley from now on. It gave me hope that my selfless sacrifice wasn’t in vain.**
**After school, I headed to the scene of the crime that occurred earlier this morning. Mr. Allen and Principal Warren were waiting for me. I apologized profusely for the prank on Mr. Allen to which my apology was accepted. In light of my academic excellence, Principal Warren offered to keep this off my record. I still had to stay behind and clean up the mess that was left behind. Principal Warren stayed to oversee my efforts while Mr. Allen left to go home.**
**I scrubbed every bit of the honey off the floors. Sometimes when I turned to rinse out the sponge I caught Principal Warren staring at me. From the way, I was bending before I went to ring out the sponge he would have had a perfect view of my ass. I felt extremely uncomfortable alone with him. I doubled my efforts to clean up so I could go home.**
**The moment I finished, I placed the sponge in the bucket and stood up. Principal Warren wasn’t trying to hide his gaze on my body any longer. He kept staring and I noticed his lingering fixation was having a physical reaction in his pants. I grabbed my things and bolted for the door only to be stopped as Principal Warren painfully grabbed my arm.**
**“Ow! That hurts!” I exclaimed in agony.**
**“Where do you think you’re going Ms. Mill?” I felt terrified at the situation I was now in. There wasn’t anyone in the building and there wasn’t anyone nearby to hear me if I screamed.**
**“I thought I was allowed to go home after I finished cleaning.”**
**“Now I never said that.”**
**“Let go of my arm.”**
**“Not yet. I need to make you understand something, Ms. Mill. You see when I said you’d have a spotless record, it was because you’re going to do something for me.”**
**“No! Let go of me creep!” I screamed.**
**“Now don’t be like that. I know you’re secretly a slut Ms. Mills.”**
**“You’re insane! Let go of me!” I tugged at my arm trying to free myself from his vice grip on my arm.**
**Principal Warren spun me around, holding my arm behind my back. It all happened so fast I couldn’t get the chance to fight back before he snatched my other arm into his grip. There was a ripping sound of what I assumed to be duct tape. Then I felt it wrap over my wrists and forearms, binding both my arms together behind my back. I struggled against the adhesive bindings as he continued to wrap it around my arms.**
**When he was satisfied I wouldn’t escape, he pushed me to the ground. My shoulder was the first to make an impact on the ceramic floor. I let out a scream of pain following my impact and tears formed at the corners of my eyes. I could notice Principal Warren hovering over me. What was worse, I heard the sound of him tearing off his belt. Panic was now in full swing over my mind. He was going to rape me and I was trapped helplessly with no one to save me.**
**He flipped me on my back, hiking up my skirt in the process. His rough burly hands tore open my uniform top, buttons snapped into random directions. I began hyperventilating trying to squirm free but I was being pinned under his massive frame. Whimpers of fear and desperation were the only noises I made between my irregular breaths.**
**Principal Warren’s hands were cupping my breasts, squeezing and rubbing them. Even with the protection of my bra, I could feel the sensations of my sensitive nipples becoming aroused. I didn’t want to be getting turned on by this creep, no this monster. I flailed my feet in an attempt to kick him off balance. Maybe with that, I could get free and run for it. It was no use. He was much bigger and much stronger than me.**
**“It’s so nice not having to gag you. I’ll enjoy your screams, Ms. Mills.”**
**Whining and whimpering I fought as best as I could against him. Even if I couldn’t get free, I wasn’t going to sit down and take this humiliation. I hold some sense of dignity through this ordeal. His gross hands on my skin made me sick, I could even feel my skin crawl under his touch.**
**HIs pointer finger slid under the gore of my bra, tugging upward. My larger breasts were barely held in the cute bra. Principal Warren tugging on my bra like this caused my boobs to spill out a bit from the underwire of my bra. Tears uncontrollably started to roll down my eyes.**
**“God, you’re such a tease, Ms. Mills. Walking around in this tight uniform. You could have ordered a size bigger but you couldn’t’ resist showing off your naughty tits. I’m right, aren’t I? You’re a secret slut I know it. You want this little slut.”**
**“No! You’re delusional, fucking creep.” I kneed him in the back causing him to jerk forward.**
**He didn’t like that very much. His hand stuck my cheek hard as the echoes of his slap bounced around the empty room. I screamed between my tears from the stinging feeling left in my cheek.**
**“Don’t you fucking hit me again. I’ll fucking hurt you a whole lot more so just behave bitch.” Principal Warren slapped me again adding to the stinging feeling.**
**Principal Warren was done dragging it out. He tore my pantyhose open and stared down at the minor dampness of my light teal panties. A large malicious grin formed on his face. Obviously principal Warren was even more lustful seeing my body’s natural responses. I wish I didn’t respond at all. This was sick, perverted and worst of all for me humiliating.**
**He fished into his boxers pulling out his erect cock. He didn’t care to pull down the boxers, he just wanted to plunge into me right away. Shoving aside my panties he rubbed my pussy lips soliciting a small moan. He laughed sarcastically at the reactions he was forcing out of me. Satisfied I was well lubricated with my own fluids, Principal Warren thrust into me. I screamed as my hymen tore and I could feel blood mixed inside me with my sexual juices.**
**“You’re a virgin?” Principal Warren laughed. “I’m gonna fuck you into womanhood then Katie.”**
**In and out, he fucked me roughly and without mercy. It continued to be unbearably painful. My vagina struggled to accommodate his girth. I could feel my muscles tearing. Uncaring, Principal Warren continued shoving in till our groins collided then pulling almost out only to slam back in. I screamed over and over again praying this would be over soon. My vision blurred, I felt my mind losing its clarity and soon everything just went black.**
**When I came too, I noticed Principal Warren was gone. He sure left something behind. I didn’t even need to look down at the mess on the floor. I knew his fluids, mine and the blood of my hymen tearing were now mixed together. I laid on the floor feeling defeated. I was a scared little girl afraid to move or escape or anything.**
**After an extended period of time, I figured he wasn’t coming back. With great struggle, I managed to get myself upright. My top was torn, my skirt covered in the mix of cum, pantyhose were torn into tattered scraps. I was a mess. I pushed to my feet and moved over to Mr. Allen’s desk. I found a pair of scissors to cut myself free. I dropped the scissors over a dozen times but eventually I was free.**
**I pulled together the tattered remains as I began the walk of shame to my car. I felt sore all over and that I’d collapse any moment. After I made it to my car, I pulled out my phone to notice I had a bunch of text messages from Kayla. She was worried that I wasn’t responding. Then there was another text from an unknown number. I was mortified by the contents.**
***“Your record will be clear so long as you keep your mouth shut little slut. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow Ms. Mills.”***
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fontvc/taking_the_fall