The Rewards of Teaching

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The Rewards of Teaching

This is a closed thread for Becaa57 and cgraven. Read along and enjoy.



West Port was the main town on the fog shrouded Island, the fact be told it was really the only town on the Island. The island was sparsely populated, there were more men than women. The men stayed because fishing made them money. Most women fled the island as they wanted more than just a man and squalling brats. Yet it had a one room school that covered Kinder Garden to the 8th grade. The school was small and the students few, there was a need for only one teacher.



Duncan Batard ran his fingers through his ginger hair. Miss Johnson had suddenly quit and had left the island and the fall semester was only a month away. As superintendent of schools, it was his responsibility to hire a new teacher. He decided to place a notice in several of the mainland papers.



“Teacher’s position Westport Isle. Teaching certificate required. Contact Mr. Duncan Batard superintendent of schools……”



The rest of the add told of the school, its isolated location, that it was a one room schoolhouse, and because of its location, the salary for a new teacher was twice the starting salary for a new graduate teacher.



Duncan Batard new exactly what he was looking for in a new teacher for the Island. Ideally he was looking for a young single female teacher, she had to be attractive, and a bit naïve as well. Once she had accepted the teaching position, and arrived on the isolated island the naïve young beauty would discover her other duties, satisfying the needs of the island’s men

The male candidates were summarily discounted. Any of the female candidates with any attachments where also summarily discounted. Batard knew just what he was looking for in a teacher for the island



Duncan Batard was sitting in the schools mainland office. He had already interviewed several candidates but none were what he was looking for. “Send in the next candidate……..”
 
Sally Ginger was the last applicant left to be interviewed. She'd sent in her resume and a copy of her teaching certificate over a week ago, and had about given up, when she received an invitation to the island for an in person interview.

When the secretary told her, that Mr. Batard was ready for her, she jumped
standing up, and straight she ran her fingers through her hair
thinking again the bad luck of being a redhead with a last name of Ginger

straightening her clothes walks up to the door
she is in a dress with a sweater over top. Not used to the chill in the fog
knocking softly she enters when she hears a voice say enter

walking in she see's Mr. Batard sitting at his desk, he motions to a chair and she walks across the room
taking a seat in the chair as he appears to be looking through her thin resume

She waits for him to say something. Trying to not twist her fingers as she is almost desperate for this job.
she'd graduated several months ago and been on her fair share of interviews, only to be told
she needs more experience
 
There were three applicants that met Duncan’s requirements. Two were engaged and intended that their fiancé’s accompany them, and the third was overqualified and a lesbian, which was a disqualifiers as there were few enough available women on the island. Duncan was becoming frustrated, yet it was always a frustrating, to find just the right girl for the “position” as the island’s teacher.



“Shawn are there anymore application today.” Shawn McGuire searched the morning mail before turning to the computer. “Mr. Batard there is nothing in the mail but there is an e-mail application from a Miss Sally Ginger. I think you may want to see it. There was something in his assistant’s voice that peeked his interest “Thank you Shawn.”



Batard opened up the office’s e-mail and clicked on the application of Miss Sally Ginger. Yes, she had a Teaching Certificate but no teaching experience and It appeared that she was fresh out of college. Duncan smiled at the picture of Sally Ginger enclosed in her application. He then decided to do an in depth search of Miss Ginger’s presence on social media. He was pleasantly surprised to find a picture of Sally online in a sexy little bikini, for the Miss Bikini competition last summer, there were some nice photos on Sally’s Social page. Yes she was a promising candidate but her interview would answer the question if she was truly the right choice for the “position”.



“Shawn arrange an interview with Miss Ginger for next Friday at noon”.



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Friday at 11:30 Shawn announced that Miss Sally Ginger had arrived for her noon appointment. “Thank you Shawn.” Batard made Sally wait until 12:15 to see just how desperate the young girl was for the teaching position. Duncan knew that she would have few choices, for he knew Sally was out of work and no doubt in debt.



“Shawn Show Miss Ginger in.”



Duncan Batard sat behind a large wooden desk, his posture was erect, his ginger hair was touched by silver at his temples as was his close cropped beard. He appeared to be well muscled, a man who had lived a hard life of labor.



“Please be seated Miss Ginger.”



Batard smiled pleasantly as Sally took a seat in the straight back chair. He loved the effect that the strait backed chair had on the young beauty, her breast were thrust up and out as if she was offering her firm breast to him.



“So, Miss Ginger you are single? Do you have a fiancé or any other encumbrances here on the mainland Miss, that would keep you from accepting the “Position?”



Duncan question the young redhead. Miss Sally Ginger certainly had the looks, and the figure he was looking for. The rest of Sally’s interview was filled with the boring questions one would expect. Duncan Batard had eyes that seemed not to be looking but saw everything. He was hardly listening as he studied young Sally’s gorgeous young body.

“ May I see a copy of your teaching certificate?”



Was that a shy little blush that colored her flawless cheeks. Sally wore a dress with a sweater over top, yet it did little to hide her youthful figure. Batard could see that the girl was nervous, trying to not twist her fingers. It was apparent she was almost desperate for this job. Her desperation would play into his plans for Sally.
 
While I was waiting to be called in, I went over the possible questions in my mind. I know from past interviews the biggest obstacle would be the lack of experience.

I also recognize that he's making me wait. I haven't seen anyone go in or out of his office. But knowing what he was doing and dealing with were two very different things.

Finally showed in, and directed to a seat. One of those old-fashioned chairs. No cushion and back straight up and hard
I sit as comfortably as possible.

He's reading the papers from my email, at least he looks like he is.
while he is doing that I glance around the office. Very business like bookcases filled with thick books
his desk is a nice polished wood.
He is a bit older, interestingly enough with ginger hair he wears short, getting some grey
clean shaven and in a suit and tie

The he asks questions, most of them the usual for which I give my standard answers

One that was different when he asked if I was single or any encumbrances that would prevent me from moving to the island.

"No sir I do not have fiancé I am single and can relocate very easily."

I've only had a couple of boyfriends anyways, and none that I'd go anywhere for

He touches on the no expericne.

"No teaching experience, although I have monitored several classes and have letter of recomendation available if you wish. I've worked in all grades up through high school"

"Also for a while I attended a school similar to what you're trying to fill. one room all grades"
"That one went up to high school"
"It was only for a few years, but I understand how that classroom worked"
"My dad moved around a lot for work, so I've experienced good teachers and bad"
"That's what got me wanting to be a teacher"

realizing I'm rambling I make a conscience effort to be quiet
 
Miss Sally Ginger’s interview was filled with the same boring questions that had been asked in other interview that where far from successful. The next question was quite different when Batard asked about a fiancé or other romantic attachments. He watched the ravishing young redhead as she answered.

"No sir I do not have fiancé I am single and can relocate very easily."

I've only had a couple of boyfriends anyways, and none that I'd go anywhere for.

He touches on the no experience.

"No teaching experience, although I have monitored several classes and have letter of recommendation available if you wish. I've worked in all grades up through high school"


So Miss Sally Ginger had only monitor classes studying how other’s taught. Delightful his stunning young redhead must be desperate for a job.

Duncan Batard watched as Sally had drawn her teaching certificate from a cheap plastic attaché case. Batard noticed a slight blush of embarrassment as the lovely young ginger redhead passed it over to him. Her clothing was neat, yet very much on the youngish side, and well worn. Shawn, his assistant had let Duncan know that Sally had inquired if she would be reimbursed for her travel expenses and be paid cash before she left. So, Miss Sally Ginger was in need of cash. He smiled, so she desperately needed the position. He half listened to the young girl prattle on about her training and Teaching practice, wanting to invest in the kids' future, give them the best possible start, about being committed to high standards and excellence, being reliable and able to follow instructions, punctually, open to new ideas, good with people, friendly, amenable, wanting to be part of the local community, contribute to the life of the town, the island.



Duncan only half listened to Sally as he instead studied the young girl before him. She had a bright enchanting smile, her soft eyes seemed to sparkle as she spoke. Her figure was quite sensual, and her breasts were neither to big nor to small. All in all, Miss Sally Ginger was just what Duncan Batard was looking for, an attractive young teacher with no serious ties to the mainland, saddled with what appeared to be crushing student loans, and in dire need of a “well paying position.”



Batard reluctantly turned from ogling the gorgeous young creature before him, returning his attention to the present. Duncan did not want to offer Sally the position right away, yet he needed to keep her hopes alive. There was little chance of a young girl, with no experience being hired by another district. “Thank you Sally………” He had purposely used her Christian name to see her reaction to the familiarity of it. “……………I shall let you know our decision Sally……..” Duncan paused “………….I can tell you that you are one of three applicants that has made our short list.”



Sally’s interview ended with the suggestion to meet superintendent Batard at 8AM the next day for a visit to the island so you could inspect the school, the cottage that could be hers, and the Island. Duncan looked at his watch “Or we could catch the 1:30 ferry to the Island Sally if that is coveanent.”

Just a little pressure to see if Sally was as desperate as he believed.
 
As the interview wraps up, I can't get a read on him,
he seems almost bored when I explain what I've done related to teaching.

He thanks me, tells me he'll let me know, the usual don't call us we'll call you

but then tells me I've made the short list

I almost want to jump for joy

even better when he suggest I travel to the island to meet the superintendent tomorrow at 8AM or
can do it today at 1:30
it's going on to 1:00 now

"I have no plans for this afternoon, if we can make the ferry today. I would prefer that thank you Sir"
 
Duncan Batard smiled when, after telling Sally that she had made the short list, the gorgeous young beauty almost jumped for joy. And when he suggested they meet tomorrow to visit the island and the school Sally looked so eager to go. Then Batard decide to pressure her just a bit to see her reaction.

“or we could catch the 1:30 ferry.”



Sally eagerly replied "I have no plans for this afternoon, if we can make the ferry today. I would prefer that, thank you Sir."

Batard pressed the intercom. “Shawn call Captain Luther and tell him We will be down and hold the ferry for us.”

There was a commanding note to Batard’s voice as if he was in charge of all that he surveyed.

Duncan Batard watched as Sally stood up and smoothed her dress, and held out her hand to shake the Super's. Duncan took her offered hand. Duncan noticed the fit of the girl’s, simple dress, open at the neck where she wore short silver chain. Sally’s black low heels were clean if not new. He idly wondered if Miss Sally Ginger realized how sensual her attire made her look, youthful, and naïvely attractive.



Duncan led Sally down to the ferry landing so they could catch the 1:30 ferry. The crossing was smooth, patches of fog drifted by. They had just passed a patch of fog when the Island came into view. A little harbor was nestled below the high foreboding cliffs and cluttered with fishing boats. Little stone cottages, like steppingstones led from West Port’s harbor up the steep slope, behind the harbor. West Port was a picture poster of an Island. Fishermen in cable knit sweater’s worked on their nets. They raised their eyes as Duncan Batard got off the ferry with a lovely young lady. Their eyes followed Duncan’s and Sally’s progress, as did Captain Luther’s, as they made their way up to the school.



The school was indeed a one room schoolhouse. There was a black board, instead of a whiteboard. There were no desks perse but tables, and there were no computers, it could have been 1900 instead of 2025.



“I know that the school lacks many of the modern aids that you are use to Sally………..” Batard seemed to blush at this admission. “ Would you like to see the Cottage Sally?” It was if Batard was anxious to leave before Sally could rethink her application.



He led the young girl up the path from the school. Fog like ghostly fingers of mist wove among the trees. Several minutes later they arrived at a lovely stone cottage. There was a kitchen, setting room, and an upstairs bedroom that was dominated by a four poster bed. The room was furnished with a clothes cupboard , chair, and nightstand. The rest of the houses furnishing were neat and clean if a bit old fashion.



“The cottage would be yours rent free In addition to your salary Sally.”



They caught the 19:00 ferry back to the mainland. Duncan Batard once more took Sally’s hand “The position is yours Sally if you want it.”
 
I watch as he orders the ferry to wait, amazed he can do that.
I follow him out of the office to the ferry where we board

only a few other people traveling to the island

staying out on the deck, the ocean breeze is cool to cold, but I like the smell of the ocean and just pull my sweater around me.

When the island comes into view I gasp

"Ohhh it's pretty, like from a old book cover!!!!"

We disembark, and I see several fishermen working on their nets. I smile at them as we walk past

Again following Mr. Batard he leads me to the edge of town, a small building that is the school house
there is desk at the front, a blackboard with chalk behind it

several rolls of table and chair instead of individual desk

I figure it can have up to 30 students, although they'd be crowded

There is some artwork hanging from kindergarteners to some obviously by the older students.

I look around I can see students in my mind organized by grades

working on problems

"Do you know about how many students there is Sir?"
"Is there any plans to get computers in???"
"I can teach with paper and pencil of course, but they will need computer experience on the mainland"

He leads me up the path to a small cottage. It is stone and looks well the word that comes to mind is quaint


We then leave the school house and the cabin is just

It has a small kitchen and living room, the upstairs has a good sized bed, much more then I would need, but perhaps they've had a married couple in the past

Nothing is new of course, but it's all clean
The bonus is that it's included in the job.

He takes me around the village for the next few hours, introducing me to the shop keepers and some fishermen
seems to be mostly men here, maybe the women work on the mainland?

Everyone seems friendly enough they range in age from a bit younger then me, to much older

On the ferry ride back to the mainland he tells me the best I've had in a very long time
when he say's the job is mine if I want it

I'm tempted to hug him, but instead I smile and shake his hand

"Yes Sir, I would love it!!!!

"If you're agreeable I can spend the next few weeks relocating to the island"
"I have to give up my apartment here, and put things in storage"

"Also you didn't show me the school supplies, but will I need to bring any?"
 
Duncan Batard watched as young Sally, innocently smiled at the men mending their nets and seem blissfully innocent, to their lustful glances they took of the young redhead. When Batard showed her the schoolhouse, Sally seemed to be deep in thought. Was that a sweet little smile that bowed her moist ripe lips? Then came a flurry of question from the gorgeous and oh so innocent Miss Sally Ginger.

"Do you know about how many students there is Sir?"

The school presently has 15 students from kindergarten to 8th grade

"Is there any plans to get computers in??? I can teach with paper and pencil of course.

Sally we were thing about a fete to raise money to get some computers. You know games and such during the day and for the adults a “Promise Auction” at night for the adults.

“They will need computer experience on the mainland."

“So true Sally. I know and that is why the idea of a Fete.”

Batard then showed Sally the stone cottage that would be hers nothing fancy just the basics let it came rent free as a perk of her teaching position. The only odd thing was a series of apparent attachment points in the setting room ceiling.

The rest of the afternoon was a guide tour of the village, the general store, a book shop, and of course a town hall.

On the ferry ride back to the mainland he tells me the best I've had in a very long time

when he say's the job is mine if I want it.




Batard saw the flash of joy in the young teacher’s eyes as she steps towards him, then hesitates



I'm tempted to hug him, but instead I smile and shake his hand



"Yes Sir, I would love it!!!!




Batard shakes Sally’s offered hand, shakes it then draw the winsome beauty into a hug. He holds her close a little more than is necessary as he says. “Welcome to West Port I am sure you will find your coming year challenging as Sally.

"If you're agreeable I can spend the next few weeks relocating to the island"

"I have to give up my apartment here, and put things in storage"


“That will be fine Sally.”

Sally blushed a little as she continued.

"Also, you didn't show me the school supplies, but will I need to bring any?"

“We are pretty well set except for computers and up to date books for the students. Yet another reason for the Fete. We hope to raise enough money for a matching grant.’

Young Miss Sally Ginger, the newly hired teacher of West Port had a couple of weeks to prepare for the school year and to settle in to her cottage.
 

Sally we were thing about a fete to raise money to get some computers. You know games and such during the day and for the adults a “Promise Auction” at night for the adults.


15 is a good number I think I can handle that
I've heard the term fete, but will have to google it I guess to know what it is

No idea what a "Promise Auction" is, I don't want to appear uneducated so add it to the list of things to google.

When I accept the position it's almost like he read my mind because he pulls me in for a tight hug after shaking my hand. Different, but maybe he's a hugger.

The ride back is even cooler then before, but again I stay on the deck, smelling the salty air
going over what all I've got to do,
paperwork I'm sure
but figure out the clothes I'm taking.
my apartment came furnished so I don't have all that much to put in storage

several things I plan to store, for right now.

When he welcomes me West Port adding in that I will probably find the coming year challenging

"That's ok Sir, I am sure I will rise to the challenges and make you proud!"

I remember that I have a friend who works for a computer store in town, I think I'll talk to him about donations that we maybe able to arrange.
 
"That's ok Sir, I am sure I will rise to the challenges and make you proud!"

Batard smiled Oh yes! He was sure that Miss Sally Ginger would rise to the challenge. He would make sure of that.

Sally had found out that the cost of 15 student computers were very, very, expensive. Some how they would have to raise as much money as possible and hope for a matching grant.



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One day as Sally was moving in, Duncan Batard just stood in the cottage door as Sally busied herself as she came in from the cottage’s out building. The young beauty looked adorable and oh so young and desirable dressed in her fitted jeans that highlighted the seductive curve of her firm little derrière and sensual curves of her calves. Sally’s loose grey sweatshirt, the sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, did not hint at her stunning figure that laid beneath it, and her dark ginger redhead hair hung in a loose ponytail, Young Miss Sally Ginger was the picture of youthful innocence.



“Sally is there anything I can do to help you settle into island life my dear?”



He idly wondered if Sally suspected what the real purpose was for those points in the ceiling were for? Oh, how Duncan wanted to initiate Sally to Island life. To see her gorgeous young body hanging from those strange attachment points. To hear her soulfully pleading as he cut the clothing from her supple young body and then collar her. What delightful thoughts, yet he let them slip from his mind, there was time, soon the weekly ferry runs to the mainland would stop for the winter and only a mail run once a week, by a local fisherman, would go between the Island and the mainland and Miss Sally Ginger would be trapped here.



Batard smiled pleasantly. “I just wanted to stop by Sally to see how you were doing. I shall stop by the school after your first day of class to see how things went.”



Duncan turned on his heel, there was time and Sally was going no place. Sally had several visitors over the next few days before school started. It seemed the men of the island wanted to offer their help to the gorgeous new young teacher, to help her straighten up the schoolroom, as well as get a good look at her.



It must have seemed strange to Sally to be ringing a school bell to call her students to class in this day and age. It could have been 1900 except for her short-skirted suit, pastel open-neck blouse, nylons, and low heels. Sally was faced with 15 students ranging in age from 1st to 8th grade all of whom seemed to demand her undivided attention. Finally, the school day came to an end as Sally rang the dismissal bell. The running students nearly ran Duncan Batard over as they fled school. He sat there in the dust gazing up at Sally. The young teacher was backlighted by the sun, her figure delightfully displayed as the sun shone through her pastel open-neck blouse. “How was your first day of class Sally?”



Batard got up and dusted off his clothing.



“Sally I wanted to discuss with you, if you had any ideas how we could raise some money at the Fete for the school? Could I impose on you to be are mistress of ceremonies at the promise auction?”
 
When I got the price for systems it was way too much
but I convinced my friend to look for maybe slightly used ones

I agreed to have dinner with him one night if he came through

Over the next week I get most of clothing moved over and have started sleeping in the cottage
I've noticed the hooks in the ceiling both in the living room, but also the bedroom
no idea why they are there
maybe one of the previous tenants was really into plants

because the island is cool, usually I'm in jeans and a sweatshirt
I go relaxed and don't bother with a bra underneath

When I start working in the classroom I'm pleasantly surprised by a number of nice young guys who swing by offering to help

with their help I paint the inside of the classroom and get the tables resurfaced

I also find that I'm fending off dinner invites, that I tell the truth
"I'm just too tired by the end of the day"

I do however make sure I have a supply of water and sandwiches from the local sandwich shop

Mr. Batard stops by a couple of times to make sure things are moving along
I reassure them they are, and school will start on time

The first day of class is a madhouse, 15 students seemed like 150 students. I get name tags written up, so I have an idea of who's who.

Have them sit in sections by grade.
The kids are all well behaved, but seem starved for attention

I have the older class read to the younger ones
as I meet with each child individually just to talk a bit
by the end of the day I've a good idea of who the students are
about 50/50 boys and girls

As we're leaving Mr. Batard comes by and he ends up on his bottom
trying not to laugh, I go over and extend my hand to help him up

"Hello Mr. Batard, sorry the kids were anxious. I don't know if that's a good thing or not"

When he asks if I have any idea of how to raise money at the Fete he's planning

"Not really Mr. Batard, to be honest I've never been to one this will be my first"
"I'd be honored to be Mistress of Ceremonies though"
"I'm curious what is being auctioned off???"

almost suggesting but thinking better of it. A date with me
 
"Not really Mr. Batard, to be honest I've never been to one this will be my first"



"I'd be honored to be Mistress of Ceremonies though"



"I'm curious what is being auctioned off???"



Batard could see that Sally almost suggesting a date with her. but thinking better of it, remained silent.



When Sally said she would be glad to be the Mistress of Ceremonies for the promise auction. The wheels began to turn in Duncan’s devious mind.



“Yes Sally that sound perfect I shall organize a committee.”



Duncan Batard paused,



“So glad you will be our Mistress of ceremony and present the gifts to be auctioned.”



Yes gifts to be offered Batard mused. Auctioning off the charming Miss Sally Ginger’s clothing, and then her gorgeous young body would bring in the funds he desired but also begin the real reason why he had hired her. Let her help organize the school fete, but it would be the evening and her sale that would be the high point of the fete.



It was three weeks till the ferry was to close and the little Island was busy making plans for the school fete. The day of the fete had gone well and there was one last event, the adult Promise Auction. Batard met Sally behind stage at the town community center. He was anxious to see what she had chosen to wear, though she would not be in it very long. Once he got her on stage and the other gifts had been auctioned. The gifts that were offered were a meal at the only restaurant in town for two and other gifts from mowing lawns to painting a house. Then Duncan mention that Sally had won a bikini contest last summer and would they like to see how she had looked. The fun would begin from there. The crowd howled there approval.



“Sally you can’t disappoint the people think of the school,…………the children,…………the funds we could raise if we auction off your clothing.”



He made the scandalous proposal as if it was the most natural thing to asked. If Sally said she would do it then great. If she said no then they would stripper her anyway and then bid on who would be to first to bed the young beauty. Damn Batard hoped Sally would say yes for he longed to see her reaction when he started to auction off her bra and panties.
 
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The three weeks for me are very busy, between starting to really teach the kids

and helping organize this fete. I meet the few women who are on the island and find out that a good number of the women live on the mainland, but some commute as well.

everyone is friendly

The day of is hectic but somewhat organized

I presided over the auction which went pretty smoothly
but she was a bit disappointed in the funds it raised, not even enough for one computer

Mr. Batard took the microphone and I thought it was basically to say thank and have a nice night

I listen in disbelief when he mentions I was in the bikini contest and if they'd like to see that
on top of that, he proposes to auction off my clothes

I'm in a silk blouse and a very nice skirt, not to mention the lace bra and panty set

We move to the back of the stage where he mentions in the children, that I've grown fond off
"But I'm not a stripper!!! How could you ask me to to that!!!!!!!!!"
 
Sally listen in disbelief when he mentions she was in the bikini contest and if they'd like to see that? On top of that, he proposes to auction off her clothes.

Batard and Sally moved to the back of the stage where he mentions the children, that she has grown so fond of and their pressing needs for computers

"But I'm not a stripper!!! How could you ask me to………to……..do that!!!!!!!!!"

“Sally I am only thinking of the students needs and too show the folks you are willing to be a good sport..………to do your utmost to raise the funds so we can buy computers for your students Sally.”

Duncan Batard could see the range of emotions play out in Sally’s expressive soft eyes. Shock, indecision, worry, conflict, and finally, was that resignation at his bold suggestion that they auction off her clothing until she stood before the gathering in just her bra and panties as if they were standing in for the bikini she was wearing last summer when she won the competition. Duncan stepped up behind Sally and whispered,

“Step forward to the middle of the stage so the bidders can get a good view of you Sally………..so we can make the most for the fundraiser and the children.”

All eyes were on Sally now in her modest silk blouse and a very nice skirt. What the gather people did not know, Sally was wearing a lace bra and panty set that was quite sexy and a bit erotic.



Duncan Batard was toying with the young redheaded teacher’s desires to do her best for her students. On stage it would be hard to refuse his outrageous suggestion.

“Sally we can set a high reserve on each article of your clothing to raise the most money for the kids computers.”

A bright light shown down on Sally, as she now stood in a pool of soft white light. “Shall we begin the auction for the last items.

“Shall we say $50 for Miss Sally Ginger’s skirt?”

Batard had neatly trapped the ravishing young redheaded teacher. The whistles and cat calls made it clear what the audience wanted Sally to do.















































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"Minimum is $200.00 for my skirt"

Knowing if we only get $80 for it, we'll not be able to buy anything really

The bidding starts as I walk around the stage, letting Mr. Banard handle the bids
 
"A minimum is $200.00 for my skirt, if we only get $80 for it, we'll not be able to buy anything really.”

With those words Sally bent to Batard’s will. A bright lite shown down on Sally as she now stood in a pool of soft white light.



“Shall we begin the auction for the last items. Shall we say $200.00 For Miss Sally Ginger’s skirt. The bid quickly reached $300.00. “Sold to the gentleman for $300.00.”



The bidding continued as each item of Sally’s clothing was auctioned off, her silk blouse had brought $400.00 leaving the gorgeous young redheaded teacher wearing just her sexy lacey bra and panties. The total funds raised came to $900.00. Sally was left standing in nothing but her panties and bra, as the crowd applauded her performance. Batard had even auctioned off the young teacher’s shoes and stockings.



Duncan Batard whispered to Sally.



“Do a little pirouette for the folks after all we made a lot for the school fund Sally.”



Duncan waited to see if the stunning young teacher made a sensual little pirouette, as he had told her to. Would Sally bend to his will again, Of course for the need to raise money for her students needs. There was something about this gorgeous young lady that intrigue Batard, something that peaked his interest. Duncan Batard held up his hands for silence.



“I would like to thank you all for being so generous this evening gentlemen. Lets give our Mistress of Ceremonies a hand……….”



When the applause died down Batard continued “……………What am I bid for Miss Ginger’s bra and panties!”



Sally was caught in the little Island light.



“Sally your students,………….Oh the funds we could raise.”



At the mere suggestion of the young teacher’s bra and panties being sold as well, had the audience applauding and whistling their approval to see more of her ravishing young body.
 
I'm surprised that the bidding for my clothes went so well. But now that I'm down to bra and panty and it's obvious Mr. Batard wants me to agree to sell them as well.
in mind I know we've raised just over 1000 for the clothes. we need a lot more

I decide to make a stand though

"Only the bra is up for bid, not the panties"
"And the minimum bid on the bra is 5,000.00"
"Depending on how it goes, the winner will be allowed to take it off me"
"But has to be over 2k more"
 
Sally appeared to be amazed that the sale of her clothing had brought $900.00. Batard was intrigued when he had announce that Sally’s bra and panties were now up for sale that the young redhead beauty had once more bent to Duncan Batard’s will as she declared to him.

"Only the bra is up for bid, not the panties, and the minimum bid on the bra is $5,000.00"

Batard wondered if this charming young beauty needed to be forced, bent to another's will? Was there a part of Sally that needed to please no matter how embarrassing or humiliating it was for her? Batard decided to push Sally a bit more.

Duncan Batard whispered to the winsome young redhead. “They could never meet a reserve of $5,000.00 Sally. Yet I think a reserve of $2,000.00 would be possible and after all it is for the kids.”

"Depending on how it goes, the winner will be allowed to take it off me.

"Shall we say over $3,000.00 and you allow the winner to take your bra off.


Sally was so cute as she seemed to take a stand and maintain at least a sense of modesty. Batard had countered with the need of her students for personal computers. He also knew that he would sell her panties as well. But no hurry the sale of young Sally’s bra first.
 
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Sally is confused, she'd set the reserve at 5,000.00 thinking they wouldn't meet it, and she'd have some modesty left. But Mr. Batard is right this is more for the kids then her.

After a moment she nods her head in agreement
"Ok, 2 thousand and if over 3 he can take it off me"

At Mr. Batards request she continue walking from one side of the stage to the other
this is similar but much more embarrassing then the bikini contest she'd entered on a dare
 
Batard watched as Sally hesitated then she quietly said.

Sally is confused, she'd set the reserve at 5,000.00 thinking they wouldn't meet it, and she'd have some modesty left. But Mr. Batard is right this is more for the kids then her. After a moment Sally nods her head in agreement,

"Ok, 2 thousand and if over 3 he can take it off me."


Sally had once more bent to Batard’s will and her young students needs. Batard held up his hands for silence. When the room quieted he announced that Miss Sally Ginger would sell her bra to the highest bidder but their would be a reserve of $2,000.00. Yet what really caught the audience’s attention was when he added if the winning bid was over $3,000.00 the winner could remove and take the bra from Sally.



A hush fell over the hall few had the money. The quiet hung in the air as Sally walked from one side of the stage to the other, giving the gathering folks a sensual image of Sally just in her matching lacey bra and panties, her gorgeous young body on display for them. Sally may have hoped that no one could afford to bid so much, when she heard.

“I bid $2,000.00 for Miss Ginger’s bra.”

The reserve had been cracked with that bid and Sally listened as the bids climb to $2,850.00 and then stall. Batard announced;



$2,850.00 going once!

$2,850.00 going twice!

Sally smiled as the bid was under $3,000.00 Then from the back of the hall came another bid, $3,010.00. There was a gasp and then a hush fell over the hall again. Batard asked if there were any other bids. The moments ticked by.

$3,010.00 going once.

$3,010.00 going twice

For the third time $3,010.00……….Sold to Captain Lucifer.

The Captain made his way to the stage and intended the taking of Sally’s bra would be a sensual affair for the young redheaded teacher.
 
When it took a bit for the first bid to come in, she was thinking her ploy worked, it was too much for just a bra. Although still no idea how she was going to get PC's for her students.

Then someone bid 2,000.00 and even though the increments were small $5.00 and $10.00 jumps it was up to $2,850.00

It stalled there as it was a lot of money

just when she thought that she'd at least be the one to take her bra off, and a plan forming in her head to turn her back on the audience to exit the back when it was off. Knowing Mr. Batard wanted to sell her panties too, but wanting to regain some of her pride

All of that went out the window, when a bid of over $3,000.00 came in

Her heart sinks when she realizes it's Captain Lucifer coming up to the stage

He always gave her the creeps when she walked past his boat, the way he looked at her
like he knew something

She looks at Mr. Batard, but also realizes that she hadn't put any stipulations on how the winner could remove her bra

Smiling somewhat sadly at him

"Congratulations Captain, looks like you won"
 
"Congratulations Captain, looks like you won."

“That I have young lady and I believe I will be the one to remove and take your bra.”

His massive hands cupped Sallys firm young breasts through her bra his thumbs grazed her nipples. He leaned forward, “Is your bra a front closure or shall I just cut it from you Miss Ginger?”

His hot breath sensually stirred the stray wisps of hair at the nape of Sally’s neck.

Click

His knife snapped open. With a flick of his wrist, he cut the shoulder strap of Sally’s bra. Another flick and her other strap parted. Cold steel caressed the soft warm skin in the sweetly scented valley between Sally’s breast. Another flick of his wrist and the young redheaded teacher’s bra hung open, then Lucifer sensual drew the garment from Sally’s gorgeous young body.



“It was a pleasure Miss Ginger!”

Lucifer then kissed Sally’s cheek.



Then Duncan Batard whispered to the blushing young beauty. “ Sally we have almost all the money for the computers I am sure if we sell your panties we well have enough for the student computers and also the books you wanted. We are so very, very close Sally……..Shall we auction off your panties as well?”
 
She gasp when he just grabs my breasts through her bra.
Turning so she is facing the audience

He asks here if her bra is front closing or not and before she can reply that it closes in the back
his knife is cutting it off her, shoulder straps first, then amazingly between here breasts

Which is both strangely erotic to her, but also very humiliating to her
as he steps away he whisper to her
"Don't move"

She stays still as he gathers up the bra and walks off the stage

When Mr. Batard suggest to get rest of the computer money
she can only nod in agreement when he suggest selling her panties too
resigned to the fact that she will be totally nude in front of as it turns out most all the men in town
 
As Lucifer was sensually cutting off Sally’s Bra Batard noticed the faint musky scent of her arousal play at the edge of his senses. The evening had so far convinced him that Miss Sally Ginger had a natural submissive nature as well as a need to please. At each outrageous suggestion and the slow stripping of the gorgeous young redhead she might of hesitated, yet in the end she yielded to him. Now at the suggestion that they auction off her panties as well.

Batard had noticed that when Lucifer told Sally "Don't move," she had stayed still, as he gathers up Sally's bra, she, like a good little girl, she did as he walked off the stage.

When Mr. Batard suggest, to get rest of the computer money they could auction off her panties as well. Sally could only nod in agreement when he suggest selling her panties as well.

Duncan smiled “The next item up for sale will be Miss Ginger’s panties. We will set a reserve of $1,000.00. But to encourage bidders if we raise $2,500.00 you will have the privilege of removing Miss Ginger’s panties.”



Batard then whispered to Sally, “I know the reserve is less than for your bra Sally but I am not sure how much more they can afford. $2,500.00 will put us over the top.”

The first bid came in quickly for $1,000.00. The bidding was steady yet slow when Lucifer bid $2,501.00. A wicked smiled bowed Lucifer’s lips as he ran his tongue over his thick lips as he anticipated stripping Sally's panties from her. Then to his surprise two men bid $4,000.00.

Batard looked at Lucifer to see if he would increase his bid and when he shook his head “NO.”

$4,000.00 going once. $4,000.00 going twice. Any advance………. Sold for $4,000.00.

“Gentlemen come get your prize.”

The men came to take Sally’s last bit of modesty her panties. She would be left naked to all in the hall.

They handed Batard $2,000.00 each for $4,000.00 then went to claim Sally’s panties. It would be as sensual as Lucifer’s claiming of her bra and more humiliating.
 
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