Victorious Tori Tortures Teacher Novels & Stories

"I think we should teach her a listen," "And since she got in here for fighting in a public area-" With those words coming out her mouth followed a vicious kick to my back. My front harshly connected it the steal as I arched my back. "We should teach her a lesson," One of them grabs my hair but I somehow muster up the energy to elbow them in the stomach but to my dismay, there were two of them and one sent me a hot, fierce slap to my cheek. Affecting my neck in the process, leaving me shaking. My hand was covering the part as if it was gonna ease the pain.

He walked out of the class leaving those who were rejoicing rejoicing and those who were mad mad. I tucked my script into my bag and headed for the bathroom. I had barely gotten in when suddenly I felt a pain in my hair. “You did it again bitch” Selene said to me with gritted teeth. Selen Sharma. My greatest enemy in school. “I bet she slept her way to an A” Stacy added. “Let go of my hair” I said to them struggling to free myself with my hand “Or what?” Danilella asked me, pulling my hand away from my head giving me no support system.

Fear passed over his face, but he forced it down. “They will use me to bring you back,” he said. “Do not let them. You are the one Daniel wanted free.” Lucas shook his head. “No.” The screen glitched. Soren Vale’s gentle voice spoke from somewhere behind the camera. “That is enough, Milo.” Milo’s face changed. The fear returned, stronger now. “Run,” he whispered. The video cut out. Lucas stood frozen, every part of him screaming. Then the laptop opened a new message by itself.

We were not prepared neither Hunter was here. And then I saw those disgusting rouges approaching me at full speed. 'No Aria! You can't fall weak.' I told myself and attacked the team of rouges who decided to pounce on me. The moment their despicable smell hit my nose, any sort of weakness or lack of courage that had gathered inside of me became gone in a puff of air. I bit down onto the neck of one of those rouges and threw it against the other one causing both of those bastards' bodies to slide down and hit the wall. The impact made the wall break and their bodies ended up falling on the other side.

Sikandar Shah POV "No…. I don't feel any empathy for her. I hate her, I really hate her. She deserves this punishment. Her squirming and yearning are what make me feel at peace. Yes, I really feel peace in torturing her…" "Wow great, Sikandar Shah you consider yourself a very strong man, then what happened? Is this what you call manhood? You got scared of a weak and harmless girl. Tsk….tsk ... .so sad that you also have such lower thinking."

She banged more furiously on the door; hoping one of the models would come in to collect their properties and would be able to hear her calling. Soon, her hands started aching and she picked up her shoe and started hitting the heel on the door but no matter how loud she screamed or knocked, no one opened the door and soon, she started perceiving smoke and she knew, there was no saving for her, she might die here but she decided she won’t give up just yet and continued screaming and banging on the door, both with her hand and shoe. TB had left to search for Jorum but he wasn’t in the building and he went out to find him, just when he did and they were going inside to take the pictures, they s

I was hot, flushed and aching at the groin, I couldn’t be tortured! “No. Jack, please.” I breathed, shaking my head to him. Oh no, he was going to torture me! He licked his fingers painfully slow, and ran his tongue over his bottom lips seductively. He got his rocks off seeing me suffer, I was sure. “Will you defy me again?” he purred, introducing his fingers between my thighs. I whimpered, I couldn’t deal with his torturing tactics today. He slowly entered me with two fingers, jerking them repeatedly along my G-spot.

He is really good at dancing and when he is already dancing earlier opposite to me, I cannot look at him properly because I felt shy and I also felt earlier that my cheeks blushed and I may also add the way he is looking at me while he is dancing. The students started screaming and shouting because of the performance of the male teachers and at that time, I also realized that there are also many handsome and hot teachers here at this school, and the first one of course on the list is none other than Sir Franco Del Mundo. After the program, my groupmates left first to go already at the backstage because of the number of people who wanted to take pictures with me. I agreed to what they all wan

She grabbed her hair hard again and tilted her face hard while the other two restrained her hands, making her struggle too hard to move out of their grasp. "Who will stop me, you fucking whore? The camera's here don't work, no one will ever find us. We got you at the perfect place," Beatrice continued as the others laughed. Erika opened her mouth to say something but she was immediately slapped across the face again, the pain stinging so bad that she felt ripples in her vision. Her words.. a whisper. But it didn't stop, they kept saying things, pushing and torturing her by inflicting pain as they laughed. She could feel the little trickling blood moving down her chin.

"Look. The Lord has seen her repenting and has punished her." Torture at the college was systematic. Monday was designated for purifying one's sense of taste. Sophie had to kneel and drink holy water mixed with glass shards at 5:00 am. In the afternoon, she had to swallow earthworms alive because they were supposed to consume everything dirty in one's soul.