Professor Moore is a bright and beautiful instructor at the University of the Virgin Martyrs. She also is dangerously sexually active.
Towards the end of the spring term she invited a couple of her students to her apartment and to say things got heated would be an understatement!
The three of them had a scandalously delightful time.
Little did Barb know the two students were ‘working’ to get their demerits removed and her apartment had been wired with camera and recording equipment by RR Security Systems, Inc. It was a scheme hatch by Chancellor Despard Wragg XVII and his lover the Assistant Dean of Disciple Joan Tree to trap Barbara!
Monday morning Barbara was summoned to the chancellor’s office where she was shown the video evidence. She knew she was in big trouble! Joan Tree sternly says “It is in violation of the faculty moral guidelines to fraternize with the students and your actions stretch the definition to the breaking point! Take off your clothes!”
“What” Barb protested.
“Listen, Moore, either you strip bare right now or you will get ten years in at the Reparations Farm near Hooker, Oklahoma!”
Barb slowly strips realizing Joan looked at her with contempt and Chancellor Wragg can’t hide the erection bulging in his trousers. Naked before them she almost whimpered “What happens now?”
“You have a choice, Moore. You can take a five year sentence at the farm or a one week stint working at movie on a set in Northwest Arkansas” Joan told her.
“What kind of movie” Barb asked.
“No questions, Barb; do you want a week at a movie set or do you want five years of hard labor and being the overseers’ fuck-toy” Joan demands.
Barb felt the knot form in her belly and said “I think I’ll do the movie.”
“Very well… We will send you there today” Joan said as the Chancellor called to have Barb ‘transported’.
Joan Tree cuffs my wrists behind my back and I am led out the back of the administration building. I am stark naked except for the cuffs and am brought to the back of a Ford panel van.
As she opens the door I see only painted metal and begin to wonder what kind of a movie I am going to be in…
-Barbara Moore
Towards the end of the spring term she invited a couple of her students to her apartment and to say things got heated would be an understatement!
The three of them had a scandalously delightful time.
Little did Barb know the two students were ‘working’ to get their demerits removed and her apartment had been wired with camera and recording equipment by RR Security Systems, Inc. It was a scheme hatch by Chancellor Despard Wragg XVII and his lover the Assistant Dean of Disciple Joan Tree to trap Barbara!
Monday morning Barbara was summoned to the chancellor’s office where she was shown the video evidence. She knew she was in big trouble! Joan Tree sternly says “It is in violation of the faculty moral guidelines to fraternize with the students and your actions stretch the definition to the breaking point! Take off your clothes!”
“What” Barb protested.
“Listen, Moore, either you strip bare right now or you will get ten years in at the Reparations Farm near Hooker, Oklahoma!”
Barb slowly strips realizing Joan looked at her with contempt and Chancellor Wragg can’t hide the erection bulging in his trousers. Naked before them she almost whimpered “What happens now?”
“You have a choice, Moore. You can take a five year sentence at the farm or a one week stint working at movie on a set in Northwest Arkansas” Joan told her.
“What kind of movie” Barb asked.
“No questions, Barb; do you want a week at a movie set or do you want five years of hard labor and being the overseers’ fuck-toy” Joan demands.
Barb felt the knot form in her belly and said “I think I’ll do the movie.”
“Very well… We will send you there today” Joan said as the Chancellor called to have Barb ‘transported’.
Joan Tree cuffs my wrists behind my back and I am led out the back of the administration building. I am stark naked except for the cuffs and am brought to the back of a Ford panel van.
As she opens the door I see only painted metal and begin to wonder what kind of a movie I am going to be in…
-Barbara Moore