They took everything

I jumped out, covering my exposed body with my hands. My dress was nowhere to be seen. The lingerie wasn't there either. I couldn't even call for help because I'd left my purse (with my phone inside it) on a table back in the gym.

I couldn't believe I let myself get into this situation. I must be the unluckiest person in the world. And aside from that... I was so horny! Kate didn't... Finish me off. My body was begging for release, but I couldn't stay there. Anybody could walk into the classroom at any moment.

I checked the door and it was luckily still unlocked. Coach Nelly hadn't locked me in. I went around the room looking for something to cover up with, but had no luck. There was nothing.

Maybe I could find something in another part of the school? I peaked my head out of the classroom and was met with an empty hallway. Maybe I could try to find something to wear in the theater club? Or maybe find a lab coat in the chemistry lab.

I took a step back inside the classroom and almost fell on my ass. My legs wobbled as I tried to walk on the stupidly high heels Lisa had given me. That was it. The heels had to come off.

I sat on a chair and tried to get them off my feet, but they were 'gladiator heels'... The strings didn't go particularly high, but there were a bunch of knots securing them to my feet. They weren't constrictive, but the knots were tied together very well.

After struggling with the strings for a few minutes, I cursed in frustration. Damn it! How hard had Carrie tied the knots when she put the heels on me?!

They were stuck! Knots over knots. There was no way I would be able to get everything untied. . .

Maybe if had some scissors... But, after a quick check of the classroom, I wasn't able to find any scissors in the classroom... Damn! Carrie wasn't kidding when she said I wouldn't be able to run in high heels. I was breathing hard, but I didn't know if it was from being horny or from a panic attack. I was naked, unable to ask for help, people could walk in and discover me at any moment, and I couldn't run away.

Another teacher could walk have walked in and found me? Or some couple sneaking around looking for a secluded spot like Kate and I had only to find me instead?

I had to get out of there. Out of the classroom.

I took a deep breath, opened the door, and eased one smooth, bare leg outside... Then I **** myself to fully leave the classroom and started walking the hallways, wearing nothing but my ridiculous high heels (and my earrings and necklace, but those didn't help much)... I only had my hands to cover my pussy and my tits.

I walked slowly through the hallways, moving as quietly as possible. It wouldn't do to make too much noise. Then, I thought I heard footsteps... They were too close for comfort! I hurried to reach the closest doors to where I was standing. I needed to hide! When I tried to open the doors, I discovered that they were all locked. Whoever I had heard could come reach me at any moment. The hallways were dimly lit, but it was not enough for them to not see me.

I was running out of options. I could feel my nipples stiffening under my hands. Just keeping them covered was making me feel good. And the hand covering my pussy was doing more to excite me than to cover anything. The realization that I was gently rubbing my clit, not just covering shocked me out of my stupor. NO! I couldn't masturbate in the hallway... Maybe I should've taken care of myself before walking out of the classroom... But I needed to find something to cover with... Or at least find some scissors to get the high heels off of my feet!