In a couple of minutes, he had her breathing hard. It was incredible what a little air directed at a sensitive spot could do! Soon her hips were involuntarily moving on their own. As she was about to reach a point of no return, the bell rang. Indicating the lunch period was over. She quickly stepped off the pads as soon as she saw the timers reset for the next class period. She walked to her desk and put both hands on it to steady herself. She was horrified that she had almost cum in front of at least 20 students. She didn't even know the names of most of them.
6
When the second bell rang, she turned to see the class of twenty-five students. This was usually her favorite group of the day. Most of them were getting A's in her class. They were all self-motivators and overall likable kids. Each class had its own dynamics and this one was just a good group. But as much as she typically liked this group, she now dreaded teaching them today. She felt as if she would be a disappointment to them because of her Green status.
She finally addressed the class. "Hello class, sorry for my current attire, or lack thereof. As I know the entire school is aware of my situation. I do hope we can work through this in a professional manner. Are there any questions before we start the class?"
Everyone in the school now knew why she was a Green, but there were still a few questions about why her top was so sheer and so on. Eventually class started. She stood at the podium with her open legs and conducted the first half of the class. When the 24-minute timer reached 0:00 she stepped off. There was still 23:00 on the class period timer. She had assigned a number of chapter practice questions and all of them seemed to be working quietly on their own.
She took the opportunity to sit in the spreader chair and pull up to the table she used as a desk in the front corner of the room. She normally did her class planning and grading at the table. This time she had other thoughts on her mind. Having been brought close to an orgasm several times during her lunch period, she needed a release. She thought with the chair pulled up as it was and her facing away from the students, she was safe. She reached down with one hand and started stimulating herself.
Her hand shot between her legs as she tried to quietly masturbate. She had no idea that the proximity of her sitting at the table with the chair pulled in triggered a remote camera that had been mounted there. As soon as it triggered, it started projecting onto the 120-inch class monitor. The camera had a small dim light and enhanced night vision with high-definition resolution.
She reached down with both hands and grabbed one of her lips between thumb and index fingers and pinched herself until she could not stand any more pain. Then she pulled them as far apart as she could. Her husband, Allen, could do this so much better, but she tried to imitate what he did to get herself off. She bit her lower lip to prevent herself from calling out at the pain from the stretching of her sensitive lips. When she finally let go, she jammed her left index and middle finger into her pussy as far as they would go and wiggled them around. She used her thumb to roughly flick her clit. The world of the classroom disappeared, all that mattered was the pleasure that she could force from her pussy. She did not even realize her other hand had crept up and was pinching her nipples through her thin top causing them to stand up erect. She would pinch one nipple hard and roll it between her thumb and index finger and go to the other back and forth. She then reached back down with her right hand and as she pulled her fingers out of her pussy with one hand, she jammed two fingers in with the other hand. Soon her administration between her legs paid off. She reached an earth-shattering climax when she thought about the forced climax Allen had made her have in front of the Benson's in front of their house on the street.
She congratulated herself on her heroic efforts at not making a sound. With any luck the students in the room never even noticed what she had done. What was that sound she heard, though? It took her a moment to realize it was clapping. She looked around and realized the room had more students standing in the back of the room, and walking toward her was Mark, the Vice principal. He was clapping along with the rest of the students. "Well, Ms. Burk, it appears that I have lost a bet. Before the end of day one and you are already publicly masturbating."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Laura, if you would just look the other way, toward the class monitor. You will see what I am talking about. When you pulled yourself into your desk, a camera that the H-Department had suggested we mount under your desk activated. It shows anything that happens under the desk. Your, shall I say, rather lude exhibition was projected on the classroom monitor and the main monitor in the front office in full color high definition."
"Yah, Ms. Burk, I really liked when you pulled your pussy lips wide apart and then played with your clit. Then you really jammed your fingers in there. You really put on a great show. It was really cool!" Chris said. The rest of the class were talking about what they had just seen close up on the big monitor in the classroom.
"What! No, no, no! That was supposed to be private!" She hid her face in her hands. Unfortunately, her fingers on both hands were still covered in her juices from her orgasm. The act of shaking her head that was covered with her hands smeared the juices all over her face.
"Ms. Burk, you should realize, as a Green, you do not have any privacy at this time. The H-Department said that about seventy percent of the people sentenced to Green will masturbate in public, so you are not out of line. I personally didn't think you would be in that percentage, but as we now know, I was wrong. There was a pool in the office betting on if and when you would break down and masturbate in the classroom. I am not sure who won, but I know you were definitely sooner than what most thought you would be, if you did do it.
"No, no, no, this can't be happening! My life is over! No one will ever respect me again!"
"Laura, I can assure you that, come next Wednesday, assuming you follow all the rules, you will be able to dress normally and things will be fine. No one is going to hold this against you. I thought it was quite nice actually. I'm sure it will be a popular video in the library."
"God no! Please delete it."
"By law I am not allowed to do so. It will be in the school records for anyone with a school ID and properly logged in at a security terminal, will be able to view. You know that. It is part of our safety protocols. Don't worry, it is on a separate circuit with no outside access, so there is really no danger of you being exposed to the rest of the world. Unless there is a legal reason to make a copy or you sign a consent form, no copies are allowed."
"I'm so ashamed."
"Well, all I can say is that you are simply serving a six-day sentence as a Green. On Wednesday, unless you get an extension, you will be able to go back to normal. Others have done it and I am confident that you will be able to do so too. Now there is the bell, I would suggest that you pull yourself together. Unless I am mistaken, you have one more Algebra class.
Laura, reluctantly, backed her chair away from her desk. The proximity sensor noted the change and the camera under her desk cut off. Only then did her pussy disappear from the large classroom display. She stood up on unsteady legs and looked around. All the people that had occupied her room during her public masturbation had gone, or were headed out, for a moment the room was empty. Before the first students for her last math class arrived, she sprayed air freshener around the room to remove any evidence of her recent actions. Soon the first students of the next class started trickling in.