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I need to vent about my job.

I'm female and teach 4th and 5th grade math. I am constantly sexually harassed by my students. The boys in my classes are always sending me lewd notes and e-mails, some send me lewd photographs. Not to mention the gropes and pinches and at least twice a week I get flashed. I'm not alone - every other teacher in the district has encountered the same thing from their students. We even had a 3rd grade male teacher complain about being groped by a female student!

The response of the administration? Of the school board? Officially - NOTHING! It seems that the school board and the administration do not like the way such incidents get into the news media and make the schools in question look bad. So if we report it, we're told to keep quiet "while an inquiry is made into the matter". And two years later, no action has yet been taken.

All of us teachers are aware of the students having sex at various locations at school - restrooms, in the auditorium, even in classrooms - but we've been unofficially warned off of trying to stop it.

So we continue to try and do our jobs and ignore the half-dozen pregnant girls who aren't even in high school yet. Not to mention ignore the harassment directed at our persons by over-hormonal punks. Because the people who control our paychecks and pensions don't want to deal with bad publicity.

I dread thinking what sort of adults these kids will become. All because of moral and political cowards who don't want a scandal.

That's my rant. Now I can drink my stomach medicine in peace.

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# 145 - by Anonymous / September 24, 2009

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by Anonymous on Sep 24, 2009 at 3:10 PM

There is people higher up the ladder then the ones you've talked about, let them know they will send an under cover person or persons to check it out.

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by Anonymous on Sep 26, 2009 at 12:04 AM

You have no idea how the world works, do you? You don't think that in the past several years that hasn't been tried?

This is how it works. You go to state level, the first thing they do is go to the administration. The administration denies everything while at the same time trots out records that they just manufactured showing that you are a "troublemaker" with "poor job performance". The higher-ups accept this as gospel and drop any plans for an investigation. The scandal is nipped in the bud and one loudmouth loses his job.

That is how it works. And no amount of documentation is going to change the opinions of the higher-ups in the honesty of the administration,

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by Anonymous on Sep 26, 2009 at 8:16 PM

Which country are you in?
If the U.S.A., then I'm not surprised.
One always hears here of teachers, janitors, and neighbors having sex with school children and going to prison for it.
One rarely hears of the sexual harrassment visited upon many by these overactive youngsters.

by Anonymous on Sep 27, 2009 at 6:55 AM

This is a load of steaming crap.

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by Anonymous on Nov 8, 2009 at 7:51 AM

This is really horrible to see this with 4th. & 5th. graders!!!! Is there anyway that all the teachers collectively could all come together who have experienced this and try as a united group go to a higher authority who would have to listen because what are they going to do, fire you all? Better to have a number of voices to be heard than one?

by Anonymous on Dec 27, 2009 at 4:41 PM

Surely the Newsmedia would be all over this like flies on shit....get a few of the Teachers (female and male) to all spill the information to more than one newspaper all at once, then watch the heads of the guilty administration start to roll!

by Anonymous on Apr 26, 2011 at 3:12 PM

I wrote this confession a year and a half ago. Since then, we actually had a teacher-student sex scandal. And officially, it was an isolated incident. We were told not to talk to reporters.

Three other teachers quit. I can't quit, I need the medical coverage and the paycheck.

Two boys flashed themselves at me in class. They played with themselves while I ignored them. I can't even bother trying to stop them anymore. I feel like getting drunk.

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by Anonymous on Mar 19, 2013 at 5:39 AM

Me again. It's been almost two years since my last entry. I've been a teacher almost eight years now. I'm not an alcoholic although I do have high blood pressure.

There's a girl in one of my study halls who blows a couple of boys a week right in front of me. I've stopped even trying to stop that sort of thing. There's no point.

I passed new thresholds in my journey to madness. I've begun masturbating to mental images of my students raping me. And I'm having the best orgasms from those fantasies, too.

I don't know what I'll do when I finally break down. There's a possibility I'll finally give in and let the kids do what they want. Or maybe I'll start walking and won't stop until I find an ocean. Or just maybe I'll scream and curl up in a ball and get committed.

by Anonymous on May 23, 2013 at 3:18 PM

It's only been two months since my last entry here. This is far enough back that I can vent safely. My breakdown is imminent.

Brenda has been a teacher for longer than I've been alive. I admired her poise, her cool head. On Monday I caught her in the auditorium storage on all fours, being spit-roasted by two students.

Later I confronted her and asked her why. She said she finally got tired of it and "her boys" protect her from the others so her classes aren't as rowdy as mine. And that it "really wasn't so bad" and "could be fun if you relaxed a bit". She pointed out two other teachers who had similar "arrangements". basically whoring themselves out to groups of students young enough to be their children in return for some peace and quiet.

I could have reported them to the police. I should have started a scandal that would have made international news, and likely got me blacklisted from the teaching profession, but might lead to reforms.

I decided to come to work with a hangover instead. Making noise would likely end up with nothing happening and me being blacklisted as a "troublemaker".

Tomorrow is the last day of school for this year, and I have twelve solid weeks of peace before I have to deal with the students again. The paperwork and other duties will seem like bliss.

I've made a decision ... if some of my students find me during the summer and try something, I'll give in. If they don't I'll keep on struggling. If God wants me to fight back, He will protect me during the summer. If He wants me to submit, He will help then find me.

by Anonymous on May 29, 2013 at 10:54 AM

Not even a fucking week. God has abandoned me.

I went to the Fairgrounds for the Memorial Day fireworks display. I was watching and I felt hands grope my behind. I turned to slap someone and found two of the boys from my class, grinning at me and making vulgar comments about my "great ass". They took me by the hand and pulled me behind a row of portapottys and they groped mt intimate parts and stuck their fingers in me. It was humiliating. I couldn't bring myself to fight back anymore. Eventually someone came by and they ran off.

That night I received emails from the boys. They had pictures of what they did to me, made vulgar "compliments" and asked for my address. Seeing them there away from school, and willing to do that in public, just broke me. I gave them my address.

On Tuesday the boys came by with a third friend, I assume the one who took the pictures on his phone. They were all young enough to be my sons. They were in my house for seven hours. They had their way with me. I served them lunch and they had their way with me some more. They took pictures. I tried to imagine I was numb, but I came four times.

When they finally left, I actually played with myself. Then I called Brenda. She told me that "after the first time it's okay" and that I would "get into it" soon. She told me that "The Boys" are very territorial and that now that I had my own "Boys" I wouldn't have to worry about other students as much.

I met with the other three "claimed" teachers at a cafe in town for breakfast. They shared stories and advice. One of the "claimed teachers" was male. They recommended being a bit more flirtatious with "my Boys" and that some girl would join in soon enough so I might as well be prepared. They recommended against talking to anyone as they're minors and I'm an adult and a teacher so I'm at fault in a court of law.

The Boys called me. They're coming by later this evening. Brenda recommended I dance for them, that I'll "get into it" faster and start enjoying it.

God dumped me into this.

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by Anonymous on Jul 12, 2013 at 7:27 AM

Six weeks. Vacation half over.

I'm actually feeling better about everything. Maybe it's because I'm getting fucked three or more times a day. The Boys come over and do what they want, or I go where they want. Usually it's one-on-one, but three or four or five happens at least once a week. I've been tempted to call them a couple of times. But I know once I do that I'll have crossed a line I can never cross back over.

The "Boys" are actually three boys and two girls. The girls are the most likely to humiliate me or piss on me. They like me to remember my place. Neil, the male teacher who's "claimed" like me, had sex with me last Sunday. Our owners watched us and applauded. I felt proud. A also thought that he might be sexier if he were younger. I think Stockholm Syndrome is in full swing now, as I'm beginning to think of this arrangement as normal.

I find it strange that I'm a slave and they're my owners, but if this is discovered, I'
ll go to prison and they'll be considered victims.

by Anonymous on Sep 6, 2013 at 2:37 AM

Been back at work two weeks now. It's been much easier to handle. The students seem to understand that I'm owned now. I don't think they actually tell each other which teachers are owned, it's more of the owners shutting up the harassers. In any case I'm protected now.

I find myself hanging out during lunch with the other owned teachers. We have normal talks, but occasionally we talk about our situations. It's strange that I'm rather accepting of the whole thing.

Brenda's been owned by consecutive groups of boys for ten years. Her first boys are college graduates and they still keep in touch with her. I look at the younger students and wonder which ones will be my next owners.

I must admit I'm now sexually satisfied. My boys are very energetic, quite hungry, and enjoy experimenting. It's the most erotic life I ever imagined. If it weren't for having to go to work I could live the life of a harem odalisque, existing just to service my owners.

by Anonymous on Apr 12, 2014 at 2:35 AM

It's been seven months since my last entry. Stockholm Syndrome has taken complete control of me. I sometimes even think of my current circumstance as not only normal but pleasant. I've seen reports of teacher-student scandals from other schools and it occurred to me that those teachers tried to dominate their students too much. If the students were better organized, those teachers could have had quite fulfilling lives.

It goes to show how I'm adjusting that what I once looked on as a living nightmare is now more of an alternative lifestyle. I wonder if any of us will go to jail, and whether or not we'll be outed.

I'm much more relaxed now. I feel sexier, more attractive, than I did a year ago. Neil and I publicly date and we occasionally are allowed by our respective owners to have sex. One of Neil's owners and one of mine are brother and sister and occasionally have us in foursomes. Watching Neil get it from a Boy is always hot.

My oldest Boy goes on to High School next year. Two new Boys from next years' grades have already made claims on me and been accepted by my current Boys. The other owned teachers have similar new owners, which I am told is normal in our special situation. Our little groups of owners will change as time goes on and they transfer or go to higher grades.

I wonder if I always had a tendency toward this sort of thing. I climax rather easily with my Boys, but I used to be rather unresponsive with my dates. Perhaps those guys in college were right and I just needed a firm hand.

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