This
story contains nudity, graphic violence, n/c f/f rape, and other
elements
that make it unsuitable for younger readers. It is intended for,
and should only be read by mature adults, over twenty-one years of
age.
Pink Ladies.
By
GW
(gwalb@nycap.rr.com or
gwalb@yahoo.com)
It had been a long day for
Elizabeth McMasters, the new Principal
of
Middle Borough High School. That morning, she had
reluctantly taken the
step she had been contemplating for some weeks. She had submitted the
paperwork to the School Board, to expel Judy
Sanders, the President of the Pink Ladies.
"That girl disrupts the entire school! I hate to do it, but it's
only fair to the rest of the students! She should have graduated last
year, if she'd made any effort, so this is her fifth year! I don't
think she deserves any more chances!"
Of course in a bureaucracy,
paperwork moves slowly, and it would be at least several
days before the final approval came through. Meanwhile the school would
have to put up with the problem student.
Though social clubs
were forbidden at the school, the Pink Ladies' had long flourished at
Middle
Borough,
as an illicit organization in defiance of the rules. The 'Ladies' were
really a just a gang of juvenile delinquents, masquerading as a club,
of course. They swaggered around the school bullying the other
students,
and engaging in petty crime outside of school. They were easily
identifiable because every gang member had dyed pink hair.
Elizabeth's predecessor, the elderly Mr. Nichols had ignored them,
shying away from
trouble,
while
awaiting retirement.
Once Nichols retired, the Board
had transferred Principle
McMasters to Middle Borough to restore discipline to the school. She
not only worked the
entire school day in her office, but also had taken on the job of
coaching the boys lacrosse team after school. The team had been
without a coach for some time, and Elizabeth had been a noted
Olympic contender in her earlier years.
It was after six o'clock by the time lacrosse practice was finished.
Elizabeth noted the time as she
walked
into the girl's locker room. Good! The locker
room would be deserted and she could shower at her leisure.
However, the Principal wasn't
the only one who had the idea to make use of the locker room. Judy
Sanders had become used to treating all school facilities as her own
personal
property. She had sneaked out of school early, but returned after
classes were over to take a nap in the deserted Nurse's Office, before
her planned evening activities. She had plans to do some bar hopping with several
other gang members. Judy checked her
wallet.
"Yep, got my fake i.d.! Maybe I'll give some lucky guy a thrill! Like
t'get laid tonight! Been a few days! Guess
maybe I better
take a shower before I meet the girls!"
"Hah! If that fat, blond bitch is gonna'
expel me, I might as well enjoy myself in the mean
time!" Judy mused as she undressed by the locker she
kept reserved for her own private use. One of the pink ladies worked in
the school office, and told
Judy at lunch time about the expulsion papers.
Once undressed, Judy entered the semi darkened shower area. She heard
running
water and realized someone else had the same idea. Moving silently on
bare feet she peeked around the corner.
"Well well if it isn't the 'bitch' herself! Hah! Be a shame t'miss a
chance like this! Gotta' admit the big bitch's got more muscles than an
ape under them suits she wears!"
As Elizabeth emerged from the
shower, she was suddenly grabbed
from behind by the hair at the back of her neck.
The Principal screamed in pain and shock at the unexpected attack.
The shocking attack,
disoriented Elizabeth long enough, for the pink
thatched delinquent to drive a paralyzing fist deep into her ridged
belly. Though not nearly as muscular as the Principal, Judy was strong
and sturdily built, and had a real knack for disabling opponents. At
eighteen she was a veteran of some years of cat-fighting.
Once she gained the advantage,
Judy mercilessly capitalized on it. She gave the large blond no chance
to recover but beat her savagely.
Knowing what was coming but
unable to escape, Elizabeth looked into
Judy's eyes with the frightened stunned like of a rabbit trapped by a
snake.
No matter how desperately the
big blond woman twisted and squirmed, she
couldn't avoid the
relentless kicks, that unerringly found her svelte middle.
Judy pummeled Principle
McMasters until the older woman slumped nearly
unconscious. The young
thug inspected her
victim with critical expertise.
Judy's hand fondling her
stately bosom roused the befuddled principal
in alarm.
In spite of her stern resolve,
Judy's sharp nails digging into her
sensitive nipples convinced the helpless educator to cooperate with the
vicious student.
It was nearly an hour later
when the moaning Principal awoke. It took several minutes to drag her
bruised, aching body off the floor, and to stumble over to the sink.
She
screamed in horror as she saw her reflection in the mirror over the
sink.
Judy had done a most thorough
job of making Principal McMasters into a
Pink Lady!
Next day, the Principal called
in sick and later that day submitted a
request for early retirement. In the confusion of finding a replacement
for her, the paper work
for Judy Sander's expulsion was lost.
The End.
