Maggie’s Slutty Nightmare Ch. 5.4

Hey guys, I put the chapter sections together and I realized, I was short my usual 5k, ever since I started I felt like it's needed, so here's a little finish to chapter 5 and a teaser to chapter 6.

For once I was thankful for being so short, if anyone had looked out the windows of the classroom doors I like to believe they could only see me from my shoulders up, which was a good thing when I heard footsteps around the corner and jumped behind a wall right next to one of those doors praying that the steps were heading away from me and towards me. Luckily, they were as I heard the echoing sound of clicking heels growing quieter in the distance. But curiosity urged me to turn my head and look into the classroom and as I was looking at my once familiar English class, I met eyes with one of the boys sitting in there.

Can he see? Does he know? What if he does? What am I going to do? I’m caught, busted, I’m going to get arrested and everyone is going to know I was walking around naked in my old high school, I think they label you as a sex offender for that. My parents are going to disown me and kick me out for sure. I saw him raise his hand and stand and my legs got a mind of their own and I immediately bolted from my hiding spot to the locker rooms. My options were to definitely get caught now or possibly get caught later and I knew a possibility over a certainty was my best chance. When I made it to the locker rooms, I headed for the girls’ out of habit and with my hand on the door I realized what I was about to do and walked left to the boys’.

At that moment, I realized, I had no idea what I was supposed to do, I didn’t know who was going to be in there waiting for me. What if there were guys in there already and I just walked in naked, and what if there were people that knew me. What if this was just a giant, elaborate trap to get me to expose myself.

Slam!

The sound of a door slamming close by caused me to jump and in a desperate need to hide, I opened the door and jumped in no longer thinking what was on the other side and immediately pulled the door shut. I heard foot steps behind me, but before I could even react a cloth was placed over my face and I started losing feeling in my body and everything slowly turned to black as it felt like my eye lids were melting as I lost consciousness. The last thought running through my mind, “this can’t be real.”

All I remember afterwards were faint images, smells and sounds as I was dragged away, a bag put over my head that smelled like sweaty gym socks, heavy breathing of the person pulling me to somewhere else, the feeling of being laid on a soft, yet firm surface, my legs spread and my feet lifted and raised into what felt like metal stirrups, straps around my ankles and wrists. Then I dozed back off into the darkness of my mind.