Head Towards School

Hours had indeed passed, Renee could feel the sun beating on her bare body waking her up. She had fallen asleep and hoped a faculty member would have rescued her by now. Although she couldn't see anything, she remembered Tracy had stripped her naked, and the football team left her bound to the flagpole. With no sense of time, her hands quickly began fumbling at the knots.

The teachers had the back parking lot so none of them even noticed her still tied to the pole as the route didn't even come close to the flagpole. She could hear cars pulling in as she tried to break free of the knots she couldn't see.

Through some miracle they had come undone as she removed her gag and blindfold. Inhaling deeply from her mouth, and letting out several coughs, Renee focused her mind. No cars had parked by her, so Renee had time to grab a sharpened rock and cut off her zipties.

After freeing her ankles, and looking up the street, she could see a gray sedan speeding down toward her direction. Whether the vehicle was heading to the school or not didn’t matter as Renee’s senses went full throttle into flight mode. The only plan of action she had in mind other than racing home to a traffic of students, was to secure the gym clothes in her locker. Renee looked down at herself remembering what made her fall asleep, and reasoned a shower couldn't hurt either.

Since the road the car was coming down was the way to Renee’s house, the redheaded vixen sprinted toward the school’s entrance **** to get clothes on her body for the first time since last night.

After finally reaching the school’s main entrance, Renee quickly darted inside ducking low to avoid the main office window in case faculty had entered. As she looked to her right seeing the main staircase leading down. To the left was classrooms, ahead the cafeteria, and to the right, the gym hallway. Luckily for her, there was still time left for class so the halls had been empty and no one except the security cameras was viewing her. The young woman clamped an arm over her chest and secured her free hand to her coochie as she made her way down the stairs.

She got about halfway down before a classroom door opened on her left. Her math teacher Mr. Dywer was engrossed in his cellphone, watching footage of the parade from last night. Renee bolted down the remaining steps as her chest lept out of her arms. As her feet slammed against the cool tile, Mr. Dywer looked up briefly from his phone. Swearing he had heard something, upon seeing nothing he shook his head and resumed watching the video.

Renee made her way down the hall, holding what she could of her private areas. She could feel her buttocks slapping against one another in small circles, the air conditioning ran across her belly, her feet pounding into the tile. Every small movement had the teen in hyperdrive mode. She had never been this naked at her school before. Tracy had robbed Renee of her clothes at the pond, and the mall. But at school, the blonde usually took her panties or skirt.

The hallway seemed to stretch in Renee's mind remembering how she was taken from the boy's to the parade. Finally she had made it to the girl's locker room. Upon removing her hand from her crotch, she remembered her incident before passing out. What she really wanted and needed at this moment was a shower. Her clothes were in the locker after all. What was a few more minutes without clothes gonna hurt?