Chapter 23 "Rat's tail."

Mr Boggis tasted his tea with his tongue. It was luke warm but he drank it anyway. He was looking over his financial figures. His eyes scanned the sheet as he had many times that morning. The midday sun poured in through the window. Occasionally he would write a question mark beside certain expenses. All in all the school was doing well and with the contribution from Mr Gabriel their profit figures looked pretty good.

He leaned back in his chair and stretched his hands towards the ceiling. He stood up and walked out of his office. He was on a mission to find the head porter. John had mentioned in passing a new business idea. Now with the extra money, Mr Boggis thought they should talk more about it.

After searching a couple of the rooms he stopped Ivy as she was leaving the co-ed shower room. "Morning Ivy, do you know where John is?"

Ivy thought for a second, "Not really. He isn't in the showers or the exercise room. Maybe try 7A where Samantha Basket is.

The headmaster smiled and continued on down the corridor.

Samantha Basket was the second eldest of the Basket family. At 19 years old she was the most attractive of all the girls. Before she came to the school she had no interest apart from studying boys. Now she wished she could study anything else apart from boys. Her body jerked involuntarily as John reinserted his cock up her ass once again.

"See Priest, she likes it." stated John. A figure stood a few metres away. The man was in a full length robe with a hood. When Samantha first saw him she thought it was a character from 'Star Wars.' She had never seen the hooded man do anything apart from watch. This suited John fine.

Samantha's splinter muscle was already raw and the pumping John was giving her now only empathized the fact. Samantha had gone through most of the classes without any problem. Even she had to admit she loved the orgasms that the hormones gave her. She gritted her teeth as John redoubled his efforts. A few minutes later he came. His sperm coated the inside of her rectum. She groaned as John withdrew his cock and replaced it's previous position with a large butt plug.

John then walked to the front of Samantha and presented her his cum and shit stained member. She held her breath, closed her eyes and opened her mouth. John pushed it in and she began cleaning it up.

The hooded man walked forward and stroked Samantha's back. He felt the sweat in his hand and after wiping it on his cloak he walked back to his position.

The door rumbled to a knocking and the headmaster walked in. "Ah John, I've been looking for you. We really must get some sort of intercom or at least a pager system set up. Can we talk outside?"

John grunted and pulled out of Samantha's mouth. "Priest, look after her for a while." and John walked out with the headmaster.

Samantha wasn't tied down. At this stage of her training she didn't need to be. She looked over to the hooded man and realized he had disappeared. She turned her head to the other side and looked straight into the cloak material. 'Shit!' she thought. 'He moves like a fucking cat.'

Then for the first time ever Samantha heard the man speak. "Up." Sam stood up. "Face that way." Sam turned facing away. Her arms were pulled behind her and tied. Next she felt fingers around her neck as she was pushed forward. His large breasts bounced slightly as she bobbed along. They left the room. The hooded man closed the door and then opened the door on the other side of the hallway. He flicked on the lightswitch. As Sam entered she heard a small squeak. She looked into the corners but saw nothing.

She was directed over to a small bench. The top was sitting at an angle. She was positioned with her butt at the higher end. "Lean back." said the man. She pushed the back of her thighs into the wood and lay back. Her breasts fell upwards and rested against her chin. Her cunt was exposed. Once every two days she was ordered to have it shaved. The hooded man inspected the slit by sticking a finger in. He pulled open the vagina lips. Sam sighed as the hormones kick started her pleasure center.

"Open your legs wider." Sam did what she was told. For the first time she got to see part of his face. He had a strong a small beard which linked up to what must be his mustache. The hooded man stood up and walked over to a cabinet. He returned with a funnel. Sam lay her head on the board and waited for the intrusion. The man used his fingers to open her up and slid the funnel into her vagina. Sam's cunt lips closed around the tube and held it firm.

The man they called Priest spoke again, "If this falls out, I kill you." Samantha decided it was in her best interests to do what she was told. Priest then went to a small room that Sam hadn't noticed when she first walked in. The sound of squeaking got louder.

"Do you think it will work headmaster?" asked John. "I mean, the idea is sound and I think we've covered all our bases."

"I've looked at the figures a number of times John. The school is doing exceptionally well and I think to get more students we need to go an extra step."

John sat back, "Let's do it. We will definitely need more staff and since we've got enough dirt on the government over there that they will do anything for us, let's just do it."

"Okay. I'll make some phone calls. We have a place to put it after all." Mr Boggis reached for his phone. He dialed a number and waited for a voice to answer. "Oh yes, Mr Boggis here. I wish to speak with Mr Gabriel please . yes, I'll hold."

"Ah, Mr Gabriel. Mr Boggis from Hackmoores here . doing well thanks and yourself? . Good. How is the new girl working out? . oh dear. Never mind. I'm sure she won't escape now that her ankles have been broken . do you have time to talk? . Good. I wanted to see if you wanted to be co-partner in a little enterprise we were setting up." Interested? . excellent. It's to do with a combination theme park, school and tourist attraction."

John closed the door quietly. As he walked along the corridor he felt like a giggling school boy. 'Our very own castle, at last.'

Samantha next heard the clang of a cage door as it shut. A few moments later the hooded man appeared, and in his hand was the biggest rat Sam had ever seen. Her eyes were wide open.

"No, please no . " he grovelled. The man said nothing. Sam quickly remembered the message he gave her before. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and lay her head back. The suspense became too much and when she opened her eyes again the man was just about to drop the rat into the tube. She took a deep breath and held it. The rat easily climbed into the hole. The tip of it's tail disappeared from the tube's opening.

Sam heard a small scrabbling from the tube and then yelped as a set of fangs sank deep into her vagina wall. She could feel the rat's claws as it scrabbled forward trying to find an exit. The rat quickly got more and more frustrated. It sank it's teeth into Sam flesh time and time again. Sam heard a gurgle from her stomach. 'Oh no, not now!' she thought.

Suddenly everything happened at once. She tried to hold back the sneeze but her vagina was having different ideas. The gas erupted outwards. The rat went berserk and Sam could feel it trying to turn around. It used it's claws on it's hind legs and pushed. Samantha screamed. Her body shook as she tried to dislodge the angry rodent.

The hooded man look at her and for the first time she saw his face. "Relax my dear, let the rat out slowly if you want to have a cunt left." He mocked her with his stale smile.

Against all Sam's instincts she forced her body to relaxed. The rat managed to finally turn around and scrabble it's way out of the tube. The hooded man picked it up like it was a kitten. He stroked the rodent and even gave it a kiss. The rat had a small amount of blood on it's whiskers. Sam let her head fall to the board. She heard the man take the rat back to it's cage.

Mr Boggis was smiling. "Thank you Mr Gabriel. You'll take care of the money side? . excellent. After all I believe that is your area of expertise. Ha ha. Thank you Sir. My best to your wife. Goodbye Sir."

Mr Boggis put the phone down and spun around in his chair. He stood up and went to the door. Just as he was about to grab it John pulled it open. "Well?"

Mr Boggis jumped back from being startled but recovered quickly. "He's in and even better, he's making the arrangements for the move. All we need to do is clear the site."

John stood to the side as the headmaster walked out the door. Shortly after they were down the back of the school surveying the land. The school owned a lot of it. There was a few trees and a slight hill but Mr Boggis was happy that they could be easily removed.

"Just imagine it John, Neuschwanstein here!" yelled Mr Boggis over the wind.

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