Heart of Darkness

The teacher’s lounge had essentially been turned into a darkened den of sorts. The humid air stank of sweat and sex and you were certain that the carpet was stained with several kinds of bodily fluids.

You thought you saw movement in the darkness, but it was always fleeting, the shadows shifting and then settling back into place. In your lizard brain you knew that there were eyes on you as you walked through the expansive room.

Hisses slithered out from the darkness, followed by low growls and breathy grunts. A sudden thought came to you unbidden.

“You…are…my…lucky…star…”the whisper came from your lips as you approached what was probably the centre of the lounge. “Lucky…lucky…Star…”

There was movement and a woman crept forward like a hungry tiger. She was soon joined by two others, both of whom hissed at you with bared fangs. They were all older or middle aged women and something about the look of them made you think they were the specific teachers Tanner was talking about.

The women looked at you with glowing eyes, like a pack of wolves in the night. You could see them tensing up on all fours, getting ready to pounce.

“You will follow me,”, you said in a cold and clear voice, “and you will not attack.”

The three of them grit their teeth, but relaxed their posture some. Releasing a breath you didn’t know you had been holding, you turned around and starting walking back the way you came. You looked over your shoulder only once, but sure enough the women were following, altering between quadrupedal and semi-bipedal like lower apes.

The cop stared at you in wonderment as you returned to the dorm with your new flock while the guys went on alert, muttering to themselves in shock and awe as you urged the feral women along like an owner walking his dogs.

Tanner was waiting for you in his room, grinning in delight as he took in the sight of the three teachers.

“Fuck, the stories about you weren’t exaggerated were they?” He chuckled excitedly, unable to take his eyes off the teachers. “ they’re tame?”

“They’ll obey,” you replied.

The young man clenched his fist as he drank in the sight of the women. “Look at you stuck up sluts, bowed and broken like the bitches you are.”

You cleared your throat. “The information. What do you have?”

Tanner blinked, as if he had forgotten you were there. “Oh, yeah,” he tossed you a phone, “one of my boys snapped a photo of women bound and gagged being shoved into a van.”

You looked down at the phone, and your heart sank. There was your sister, snarling and struggling as three tall men wrangled her into a white van with a faintly familiar logo. You stared hard, straining your eyes as you read the tiny print. ‘Museum of Natural-‘ the rest was obscured, but you only knew of one museum in the immediate area.

Tanner got out some handcuffs, and what looked like the largest dildo you had ever seen. His grin was malevolent.

“Gonna wreck these fucking bitches, just like they wrecked my scholarship…”

You looked down at the women and then back at the young man. A small war was fought in your mind. You approached Tanner and handed him back the phone. He looked at you for half a second, then your fist shot out and collided with his face. Tanner stumbled back, slightly dazed while you turned to the women.

“Girls, take him.”

Like a pack of wolves they leapt at the man, the older of the three mounting his face and smothering him with her dripping cunt while the other two went about working his dick and balls.

You didn’t stay and watch, you had a museum to break into.