Tanya heads to the principal's office.

Tanya's orgasm ended when the last basketball player had left the dressing room and closed the door behind. It took the exhausted girl a while until she halfway had regained some sense of control. 'What have I done? What have I done?' Her mind was racing, the question beating a frantic beat in her head.

It was quite simple: Tanya had just been fucked or rather let herself get fucked by the whole basketball team. And they had done her really good! For some reason it felt just right - for other reasons it felt so terribly wrong.

Anyhow, she really shouldn't be sitting on the floor of the dressing room, naked and her body glistening with semen all over. Who could know, who'd enter this room next?

In a hurry, Tanya got up and started to collect her clothes. To her very dismay, not a single piece of fabric remained unspoiled. If she was to wear any of it, she would have to do so in wearing all the traces of this unholy fuck orgy. The thought alone made her head spin. Everybody would think of her as a wanton fuck slut. But as a matter of fact, she had no other choice if she didn't want to go all naked. Quickly she donned her clothes, or rather what was left of them: The thin, now cum soaked blouse, and the shortened, equally cum-stained skirt.

Okay, this being done, what should she do next?

The answer virtually struck her mind, unbiddenly but quite irresistibly: "I have to go to the principals office!"

She couldn't tell why this was the right thing to do. But from somewhere she recalled being told so. And for some reason, she was obliged to do so.

Peeking her head through the door, she saw, that the gym was quite vacated, Quickly she left the spors area and hurried back to the main building. Much to her relief, the majority of pupils were at the classes. Only a few latecomers or youngsters with free period crossed her way. Most of them cast dubious looks at the pretty red-head in her skimpy outfit. But this time, Tanya stayed untroubled.

Eventually, she reached the principals office and opened the door.

Mr Calder, a haggard man in his late forties who always wore a haunted expression on his face, sat behind his desk. As he opened his head to bark a displeased 'Get out!', he stopped with the words on his tongue and looked at the girl in front of him. "What...? Lock the door, Tanya."

"Yes, Mr Calder." Tanya closed the door and locked it.

"Now, dear lady, would you please have the graciousness and tell me, what this is all about? I mean, holy Jesus, look at your clothes!" Mr Calder was known to be a very religious man. His roman-catholic classes had a certain reputation.

"I'm very sorry, Mr Calder. I... I can't..."

"Aww, stop gibbering. Why have you come to my office? Did anybody send you here?"

"Yes, Mr Macdonald sent me here."

"Ah. And why if you would tell me?"

"Because..." The words were hard to be spoken, but Tanya had **** but tell the truth. "Because he might have felt indignant when I sat in front of his desk and..."

"And what?"

"And I held my legs open and my skirt hiked up over my thighs, so he..."

"He what?"

"He could see my p-pussy and ... and then he gave me a misconduct and sent me to you office, Mr Calder."

The principal wiped a hand over his forehead. He coughed to clear his throat. "And now tell me, why would you have done such... bad things?"

"Because... I..." Tanya already knew the answer, but it was so outrageous to say so. "Because I'm the school's fucktoy."

"You're what?"

"The school's fucktoy."

Mr Calder sat behind his desk, his mouth open wide. Again he wiped his forehead. Tanya could have sworn she saw sweat on his face. Mr Calder battled with words, and finally started to say something.

Then the bell rang to announce the next break.

Mr Calder sighed. "Well, I have to go to the teachers' lounge. You will wait here until I'm back. We'll talk about this when I'm back."

Tanya nodded and sat down on the chair opposite Mr Calders desk. The haggard teacher adjusted his jacket, gave Tanya a final, very much puzzled and thoughtful look, and left his office. Tanya slumped back on the chair.

"Geeze, what have I got myself into?"