Damaged Goods


Two weeks had passed since her encounter in the boy’s locker room. She had been terrified that she was pregnant, but her period came a few days after the encounter, so she was safe. She wanted nothing to do with those boys, but the three-way was quite an experience. She knew she had to be careful, though. I don’t want to catch something or get pregnant. She had decided to distance herself from Jake and his crew. I miss being fucked, though. I want someone to respect me in public and use me in private.

Ashley tried to recall how she had turned from a straight-A teacher’s pet into a straight-D pariah. She tried not to dwell anymore once she saw Jack walking by. She smiled and gave a nod as he answered in kind. She had spoken to him on and off for the past few days. I like him, he seems like a nice guy in spite of what happened to him. That reminded her of Jake, how he was everything but nice once she got past the facade. He was just using me and making fun of me in front of his crew. She sneered at the thought.

Jack raised an eyebrow. “What’s that look for?”
“Oh, nothing, just thinking of someone from before.”
“A boyfriend?”
“Uh, sort of. He was always a jerk to me and I finally came to my senses.”
“Well, I’m glad you got away from that asshole.” He laughed gently.
She beamed at the scrawny boy before her. Funny, I hadn’t really noticed him before; one of many that I ignored when I was in Claire’s group. I’m glad she’s gone. “Thanks, what are you up to?”
“I’ve got class, but I’m glad you’re doing better. Want to do something after school?”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know, why don’t you meet me in the computer room after the bell and we’ll figure something out then?” He’s nothing like Jake, he’s good at heart, I know it!

She agreed and they parted ways. She knew about the scandal surrounding him, too. How his parents had been using their kids in debauched ways. How he was having sex with his pregnant mother. It was gross to her, but she couldn’t judge after what she had been through. Maybe that was the reason she was drawn to him. He’s broken, just like me. I can’t do something to fuck this up. He’s the only friend I’ve got now.

She watched the clock as the day crawled by. She found him as planned and they shared small talk, chatting for a long time. The bald guy from the school district passed by in the hall. He paused as he saw them. Jack suddenly turned white. Stumbled out of his chair, he ran through the back door into the opposite hallway, leaving his backpack behind. The counselor smiled at Ashley before continuing down the hall.

Ashley gathered Jack’s knapsack and set out to find him. She looked for a solid 20 minutes before she found him by a secluded tree outside of the school.
“What was that about?” She handed him the backpack.
“Mr. Hale… I can’t be near him. He took something from me and I’m afraid he’ll do more if I go near him.”
“He’s a teacher. He won’t hurt you.”
Jack shook his head fervently. “He’s not a good man.”
“What did he take from you?”
“Uh, it was… It was a black metal stick.”
Ashley didn’t hide her confusion. “Why is that important?”
“It… It’s not, I just… It was…” He took a deep breath. “It is special to me. And remember that bruise on my cheek? He hit me with it when I tried to get it back.”

The yellowing bruise still showed as he turned his head. The bruise looked nasty a few weeks back, but was small enough to pass as an accident. Ashley had to stop herself from touching it. “Why would he do that?”

“Ashley, I’m going to tell you something and I want you to hear me out, okay?” She agreed and urged him on. “He took a metal rod, which looks basic enough, but it has the power to control people and make them to forget things.”
“Some high school kid gave it to me before the cops picked him up.”
“Jack, I don’t believe you.” She stopped his rebuttal. “No, I believe that something happened between you two, but until you’re ready to tell me the truth then I can’t help.”

“I was skeptical at first too, but I swear it works. Please believe me!” Jack searched for what else to say, but Ashley shook her head and held up her hand.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go.” She ignored the boy’s pleas as she walked away.

At home she pondered what he had said. It is ridiculous! Why would he make up such a story? Then she tried to recall. It seemed so unbelievable, but that sneaking suspicion kept her going. Why would he lie about that? I do remember a high-school boy going to jail a few months ago. She tried to recall his name as she searched online for the story.

“A high-school senior, 18 year old Joel Thomas was arrested today, charged with statutory rape of a minor.” The article said that he was caught on camera having sex with a girl in the cafeteria. Upon questioning, the girl could not recall the ordeal. They closed the case with DNA evidence and he was sentenced to 10 years in jail.

She decided to search for the video, and sure enough, after a few minutes she found a link to a shaky 40-second phone-recorded clip. It showed the couple amidst the noisy crowd. Most of the people passed by unaware, but the phone’s camera was at just the right angle and distance to see his pants pulled down and her dress hiked up. The kids around them paid no attention and the girl spoke across the table freely. The whole situation looked normal except she was sitting on his lap with his dick in her pussy. He carefully slid her back and forth upon his lap as she chatted with a smile. She leaned forward and rested her elbows on the table, allowing him slightly more access. For the remaining few seconds of the video the camera caught a perfect view of penetration before it stopped.

Ashley sat contemplating the situation. She did another search, this time on the topic of mind control. She found numerous references to works of fiction and to true events relating to government experiments. She had trouble understanding most of it, but the fact that there was a real possibility… I actually might believe Jack. She debated the situation until she fell asleep.

The following day Ashley went out of her way to track down Jack. He tried to hurry down the hall, but she cut him off. “I believe you!”
Unable to avoid her, he finally stopped. “Why the change of heart?”
“Well, I believe you to a point.” Ashley paused. “Did you use it on me? Tell me the truth or I walk away.”
Jack set his jaw as he looked directly into her eyes. “Yes.”

Ashley nodded as she looked around. “Okay, I don’t want to know details.” She turned back to Jack. “I have some rules if I help you, got it?” Jack glanced down as he nodded. “You can’t use it on me, and you can’t use it indirectly on me either. Unless I say so, that is.”
“Okay.” He agreed. “I just want to get my parents back.”
“With all that in mind, I want you to put me back like I was before. I have to figure it out exactly, but I don’t want to be the outcast anymore.”
“Fine. Being the outcast isn’t so bad, though.”
She ignored the comment. “You said he’d kill you if you got close to him, right? What about me?”
“He’ll just control you with it.”
“Okay, I’ll figure something out.”

Later, after her classes, Ashley sat in a secluded corner of the library. She watched Ken’s office, thinking of someway to catch him off guard. Two teachers and one student went in and came out after 20-30 minutes. An older, unknown woman went in. Screaming came from the office, and after a long time she emerged. Ashley built up courage and chased the woman.

“Excuse me, how do you know Mr. Hale?”
“That asshole… Sorry, that man is my ex-husband.”
“Are you okay, I heard screaming?”
“I-I don’t want to talk about it.” The older woman turned away.
“Please! He hurt me too!”
She stopped, giving Ashley a concerned look as she sized up the situation. “All right, let’s talk.”

They stepped into an empty doorway. “Look, I just want help to get something back that he took from me. I’m afraid to confront him.”
“What is it?”
Ashley struggled for words. “Please, it’s okay, I was stupid to ask…”
“No, no, it’s okay, I’ll talk to him.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah… Oh, he’s coming!”
Ashley looked over her shoulder to see him fumbling with some papers. “Lead him in here and I’ll hide, okay?”

The woman agreed, leaning into the hall to get his attention. Ashley ducked behind a bookcase and waited. “Did you take something from a young girl, Ken?”
“What the hell are you talking about, Irene?” She shook her head, unwilling to reveal more.  He set his papers upon the empty desk. “You know, maybe I should just pound your ass again.”
“P-please, no, it still hurts.”

Ashley was disgusted as the creepy old man rubbed the frightened woman’s posterior. She could see a small outline in his right pocket. She crept forward while he was distracted, carefully moving her hand higher. Just be careful… He turned abruptly, stepping away as she missed. “What the- who the hell are you?” He stared for a moment. “You’re that girl who had her ass paddled! That boy really messed you up!” The man held up the black metal rod. “Looking for this, sweetheart?”

Ashley’s heart skipped a beat. I hope to god that I was wrong.

“Irene, I want you to do only what I tell you to until we leave this room. Pull the Girl’s pants down and paddle her ass.” He chuckled as his ex-wife followed his order. Ashley quivered as the woman bent her forward and proceeded to slap her backside relentlessly. “Maybe you’ll learn to stay out of other people’s business! Did that little shit put you up to this?”

Ashley whimpered and cried, unable to answer as the woman continued, each slap causing her to tense and attempt to evade. The woman chased her to the desk, where she carried on the strikes. Mr. Hale laughed as he undid his pants. “I guess this time I’ll take your ass instead. Irene, stop and clean me off.”

Oh, god, what have I gotten myself into? He has to be controlling her mind . I guess I should be glad he’s not controlling me. Ashley glanced back to see the man’s former wife deep throating him. She heard a popping sound as he pushed her back. She stood aside and held Ashley’s wrists as he lined up behind her. He moved her aqua-colored panties aside and nudged the tip into her tight entrance. God, this is horrible. I don’t know if it is good or bad that I’m in my own mind now!He pushed in a little more, moaning loudly. “Is that your pussy, sweetheart? It’s so fucking tight!”

“Please, I don’t want a kid.”

Ken huffed, pulling back and putting the tip into her other hole. “Fine, I won’t be a complete asshole.” He pushed forward slowly. “Mostly because your asshole is really tight, too.” He increased his pace, still giving shallow pumps. “You’re taking this pretty well.” He went deeper, causing her to squeak. “I’m about to come already.” He pulled back and slipped out, unaware that he slid back into the front hole.

Ashley panicked, muffling her scream with one hand and hitting him with the other. “Stop, it’s my pussy!”
The man grunted, as he was halfway in before he realized the difference. He pulled out and thrust into her ass, finishing as he slid deeper. Ashley cursed herself for enjoying the feeling. “You’re lucky I got out when I did! See, unlike Jack, I don’t want to get people pregnant.”

“Wh-what do you mean?”
Ken finished shooting and pulled out. “Let’s just say if the Principal has a kid, it’s not a coincidence.” He buttoned his pants. “Now-“
“Wait! Don’t make me forget! I liked it!”
He hesitated, nodding with understanding. “Okay, I won’t.” He fished out the command rod. “I want you to tell Jack what happened here.” He grinned, putting the rod back into his pocket. “And if you come around me again I will fuck your ass, but I won’t be gentle.”

Ashley pulled up her jeans and hurried out of the room. She quickly found a bathroom to clean up. That was terrible, but thankfully he didn’t command me to do anything. And he thinks putting it in my ass is a punishment… I really only halfway hated it. Crap, I have to find Jack!

Once in the hall, Ashley grabbed her supplies from her locker. She could see Jake and his cronies approaching. Not now! “Leave me alone, Jake.”
“Oh, I don’t think toilets should talk.”
“Look, if you call me one more name then I will make you regret it!” She did not care about him now.
She drew back and planted her knee squarely in his crotch. He let out a sad whimper as he collapsed onto the floor. His friends backed away, eyes wide. “I’m not taking your shit anymore! Leave me alone or I will fight back!” She ran, knowing that she had probably made a mistake. I don’t care! I need to find Jack!

Ashley searched, but he had left for the day. However, she did see his sister, Karen, sitting at a bench. “Hey, sorry to bother you, but do you know where Jack is?”
The girl with the visible baby bump beamed. “Yeah, he’s at his Aunt and Uncle’s place. We’re staying there for now… I can walk you there if you’d like.”
Ashley didn’t know why she was in such a rush, but she tried to relax. “Thanks, that would be nice.”

Karen gathered her satchel and they set out. “It’s only about five minutes away. So, are you two together?”
“Oh, no, we-we’re not a couple…”

Karen nodded. They continued quietly for a minute before Ashley built up the courage to say something. “Sorry about your parents. I don’t know what happened, but it still isn’t right that you can’t be with them.”

Karen turned to her, watching her as they walked. “Thank you.” She took another pause before nodding and continuing. “It’s true, but they never forced us. I was the one that actually started it with Dad, and Jack… I don’t know for sure. I just wish I could undo it.”

“I wish I could change a few things, but we just have to go from here.”
“Yeah, you’re right I guess.” They came to the door and went inside.

Jack looked up from his homework with a small smile as he noticed Ashley. Ashley had an overwhelming urge to blurt out how Mr. Hale had put it in her ass, but she stifled it for the moment. “Jack, I’m here to help with your homework.”

Understanding, he gathered his papers and they went upstairs. Ashley closed the door behind her. “I tried to take it while he was spanking his Ex-Wife, but he caught me. He made her spank me. And then he stuck it in my ass, Jack! He slipped into my pussy too, and nearly got me pregnant, but he pulled it out and put it back in my butt as he finished.”

Jack looked pale. “I’m sorry, Ashley.” They sat on the edge of his bed.
“He also told me about how you had sex with the Principal. I’m not going to say anything, but I think I need to know… Did you ever… You know… Do it with me?”
Jack’s expression suddenly tensed as he nodded. “I… only put it in your butt, though.”
Ashley couldn’t hide the distress. “When and where?”
“The School’s bathroom, a few months ago.”

Ashley tried to recall. The only notable memory she had from a few months ago was the last argument she had with her so-called friends… “Oh my god, did we do it in front of Claire?”
“Sort of.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“Well, we were in the stall when they came in and I commanded you to speak your mind.”

Feeling her face flush, Ashley was at a loss for words. He’s the whole reason that I’m an outcast! “You asshole! You turned me into this!”

“I’m sorry, I know it was wrong, but I helped you to tell them the truth!”
“You helped me by taking away all of my friends? What else did you do to me? Wait, stop, I don’t want to know!” Ashley stormed through the door and down the stairs. She had her hand on the doorknob when she saw the detestable jock sitting with his arm around Karen as they watched television. “Jake?”

He looked alarmed. “Ashley?”
Karen looked without concern. “You two know each other?”

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