Kris sat in English class as she listened to her teacher talk. In this class, every girl listened to their teacher, only because he was hot. Hot as in tall, dark and handsome. He hailed from the northwest coast, from Oregon. He didn't talk about his family much, and when he did, it was always how they hated him. Someone told Kris once that his family had disowned him, but she couldn't see that possible. He was so sweet and funny. Funny, his humor was one of a kind. Being an English teacher, the man was full of words, and they usually were spun into quirky jokes that even made the boys laugh. He was just the-

"What do you think about that Kris?"

"Huh?" She asked sitting up straighter.

"About how Alex was treated? Do you think it's dehumanizing?" They were reading A Clockwork Orange, and Kris had barely read the book, but she read that part.

"Well, yeah. I mean come on. They throw this 15 year old boy in jail and then pretty much experiment on him. They take away most of his judgment and pretty much slap a collar and leash on him and say, okay, time for a walk. What's human about that?"

"That's really good, I've never thought of that before. Does anyone else think that…" Kris drifted off into the world of her own thoughts. Her teacher's name was Dominic, that's what he told them to call him. He said that he was old enough to be their big brother, not their father. He was only 24. The bell rang and everyone packed up their books. Kris smiled as Dominic said goodbye and then she too left.

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"It's really loud in here!" Kris yelled to her friend as they weaved through the thick crowd. "Are you sure we can even be in here?"

"Relax Kris. The club's open to people 18 and up. And since last month, we've been 18, so we can be here." Kris's friend, Amanda, told her as they finally reached a table. They sat down and began to talk until Amanda finally went to get some sodas. She came back and they resumed.

"Hey want to dance?" A man asked Amanda. She glanced at Kris who waved her hand.

"Go, if you don't my god, the complaining would never stop." She smiled at her friend and focused on her soda.

"Kris?" A voice yelled over the music. Kris turned and smiled.

"Hey Dominic, what are you doing here?"

"Just my off time. Who're you with?" He took a sip of his drink.

"Amanda. Except she's snagged herself a guy and I'm just left sitting here."

"Yeah, I'm not much of a dancer either. What are you drinking?"

"Club soda. Not of legal age as of yet."

"Believe me, it's not that much better after 21. Could be worse if you drink too much."

"True, very true."

"You shouldn't stay here too long though. A lot of people make stupid decisions when they've been drinking." He stood and smiled. His black hair was spiked slightly at the top and his brown eyes had a slight shine to them. His outfit consisted of a tighter t-shirt and jeans, and don't forget the Converse shoes.

"Okay. Thanks, and see you in school." Kris smiled as he walked away. She smoothed out her blouse and stood, looking for Amanda.

Someone tapped her on her shoulder, "Are you Kris?" the guy asked.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Amanda wanted me to tell you she left. I'm supposed to give you a ride home." He grinned.

Kris scoffed, "Yeah right. Thanks but no. My teacher, Dominic is in here somewhere. He'll drop me off instead."

"No, I don't think he will." The guy grabbed Kris by the arm and dragged her past the bar and people and through a door. He shoved past a couple making out as they proceeded down the alley, Kris fighting the whole way. She tried screaming for help, but the music was too loud for anyone to hear, and the people in the run down neighborhood rarely came when cries were heard. "Shut up!" The guy yelled as he slammed her against the wall.

Kris felt the brick scrape her back as the guy placed a hand over her mouth. She tried to bite him, but his hand was pushing so hard that she could barely open her mouth. Just then, a door nearby opened and four guys appeared. Two were holding one in between them.

"Relax, Dominic. Such a fighter today." The one said as he blocked Kris from view. "We told you that we needed the money by Tuesday. It's Thursday Dominic. We don't accept late payments."

"I told you that I'd get you the money."

"Yes, but you haven't. Now, you must pay the consequences." He stepped out of the way.

"Jesus Christ!" He lurched forward but the thugs held fast. "What the hell are you doing!? She has nothing to do with this!"

"Oh Dominic, but she does. You see, if we hurt her, it will be your fault. Her blood on your hands, all because of some money. But what if we made you hurt her? Would you do it? Would you hurt her to save her life?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Dominic still fought against the men, but he wasn't giving as much effort. He watched as tears silently fell down Kris's cheeks.

The lead man motioned to the man holding Kris. The man pulled out a gun and pressed it to her temple. Kris screamed through the hand that still covered her mouth, and she began to cry harder. "We can shoot her…or…"

"Or? Or what?"

"Or you do as we say. You must take the one true thing that she has left."

"What are you-"

"Take her virginity Dominic, and we will consider your money paid."

Dominic clenched his teeth as he pulled forward. "You sick sons of bitches! I would never do that!"

"Then she will die." He motioned to the guy who was restraining Kris. The man cocked his weapon and Kris stilled, her tears coming quicker as she strained to get free.

"Wait! Don't kill her, please." Dominic sagged in the men's hands and watched as Kris shuddered. "Still…I can't do what you ask. It's wrong, she's only eighteen."

"Rapists are usually much older than you. It would be less torturous if you did it Dominic, but would you rather on of my men do it? They would not be gentle though." Kris tried to say something, but the hand prevented that from happening. The lead man motioned for the guy to let her speak, "Yes my dear?"

"Dominic, I'm so sorry. I didn't know, I was just about to leave. They dragged me out here-"

"Kris, Kris! Listen to me. This is not your fault. None of this is your fault. It's mine. I made some stupid decisions and now instead of me just paying for them, you have to too. I'm the one that should be apologizing. Not you, you-"

"Do it." Kris cried.

"What? No! No! Kris I will not rape you!"

"Either you do it, or they'll kill me! They already told me that if you refuse, they wouldn't hesitate. Just do it." All the men looked at Dominic.

"Well Dominic, what will it be?"

"Let me go. I'd rather it be me than any of you." The men released him as he stumbled forward. There was no use in attempting to fight them. As soon as the two had let him go, they had drawn their own weapons. He'd be dead before he got a punch even close. He walked over to Kris as the man stepped back. "You know," he started, "If I were to do this any other time, it would've been in a bed, it would've been right." He tucked some of Kris's loose hair behind her ear.

"Sweet, very kind of you to comply to her wishes Dominic. But to complete what we want you to do, you must climax. Not while you are in her, don't want to get the dear girl pregnant now do we? So come, pull out of her as you feel like you are about to come."

Dominic sighed as he put out his hands on either side of Kris. "I'm sorry, you know that?"

Kris nodded, ""I know. This time though, you don't have a choice. Be like Alex, Dominic. Just…do it fast."

Dominic closed his eyes and then reached down and undid Kris's jeans. He stared her in the eyes and paused, "Fuck it." He pulled her head to his as he kissed her harshly. Kris, surprised by the action took a minute to react, but when she did it was pure bliss. Dominic grasped her shoulders as he pulled her to him. His tongue invaded her mouth as his hands roamed lower. He fondled her breasts through her blouse and a sense of relief flooded over him when she sighed in pleasure. He leaned back and pulled his shirt over his head, stealing a glance at the men as he did so. They were watching with interest. He returned to the task at hand as he unbuttoned Kris's blouse.

As they parted again, Kris looked up at him and panted, "You do this right, and you promise me you'll have little regrets."

Dominic, breathing heavily nodded, "I promise." He took her mouth again as he slid the soft shirt from Kris's shoulders. He quickly undid her bra as his mouth followed. He covered a nipple with his mouth, scoring the little nub. Kris grasped his head and held on. Never before had she felt like this. Dominic continued teasing her hard peaks as Kris ran her hand down his sculpted chest. She reached the waistband of his jeans and unsnapped them. Slowly, she pulled down the zipper. Dominic shot out a hand and stopped her, breaking from her chest. "You don't have to do this. It can be all me."

"I want to. Takes my mind off of…well, you know." She slipped a hand into his pants and brushed his erection. Dominic hissed in agony. He crushed his mouth to hers as she shifted her hand under his boxers. He could barely stand it as she ran her hand along his length. She felt him jerk as she wrapped a hand around him, and then he ripped her hand away. He looked into her eyes and asked the final question.

"Are you sure?"

"I don't have a choice." She braced herself as he pushed down her jeans and his as well. She felt him pull down her panties and slide his length over her slick folds. Eyes closed, she felt him hover above her opening. Then he plunged quickly into her. Kris cried out in pain as her hymen broke. Dominic froze immediately and let her get used to his size. She clawed at his back as she tried to dull the pain. "I didn't think it'd hurt that much."

"Sorry." He gasped as she shifted positions, "I was told once that slower hurt more. It should wear off." He moved slowly and she clenched around him in ecstasy.

"Yep, yep it's better." She gasped as he thrust swiftly into her. The feeling was better than what she was told it was. And it was with Dominic, how many girls had actually had sex with the one teacher that they all loved? She held onto him as he rode her into the wall. Kris could feel her back get scraped as he began to thrust harder. She felt a sensation building within her. "I-I'm cumming!" She exclaimed as she neared the peak. Dominic slid his hand between her legs and found her clit. He rubbed it quickly, sending Kris over the edge. She collapsed against the wall as Dominic kept thrusting. He was going harder and faster, and Kris felt another orgasm building. He rammed her into the wall and she pulled all the strength she had to heave herself up onto Dominic's waist. He caught her as he thrust up into her, now that he had deeper access. Kris saw a fire escape overhead and grasped the metal bar that shot across her head. She gained leverage as Dominic continued. Without stopping his thrusts, Dominic kissed her again and rested his head on her breasts as he pushed harder. Kris began clenching her muscles, trying to push Dominic to the edge. She rolled her head back, breathing in short gasps. Her breasts bounced as Dominic kept going. He attacked a nipple, nipping at it with his teeth. Kris felt herself go again, this time wrapping her arms around Dominic's neck in order to stay upright. Dominic pushed her up against the wall and continued. He was almost there. His stamina was daunting, but when Kris's vaginal muscles clenched around his stiff cock, he could hold it no longer. He quick let Kris lean against the wall as he slid his cock from her and came. Kris grabbed his cock and pumped, milking him until the last bit was gone. Dominic leaned into Kris as they both came down from their highs.

"I'm sorry." He told her as he ran a hand down her face.

"Don't be." She collapsed into his arms and they slid to the ground. Dominic grabbed his shirt and covered her with it. He pulled up her pants and buttoned up his. Holding her in his arms, he looked up at the men who were licking their lips before him. "Okay you bastards. Shows over."

"My Dominic. If I would've known what a firecracker she was, I would've taken her myself. But you did as you were told. Consider your debt paid, for now."

"For now? What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that we will most likely see you later. Get her cleaned up Dominic. She's bleeding." The man motioned to the rest as they left the alley. Dominic stroked Kris's hair as he lifted her up into his arms. Carrying her, he headed to his car.