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Pauline 2
Pauline closed her locker and started to head off to class.
What the hell was she going to do? She didn't *have* the
blindfold here, it was at home and there was no way she could get
it. As she walked, her friend Amy joined her. Pauline's hands
were shaking and it took a lot of effort to speak to her friend
in a normal tone of voice. Pauline didn't think that Amy noticed
anything wrong with her even though she tried to brush the
younger girl off a bit.
Normally, Pauline liked the bright young girl. Amy was two
years younger than Pauline, which made her 11, and she should
have been in 6th grade. She was in 7th though, because she'd
skipped a grade. It was known that next year she'd be in ninth -
the same grade Pauline would be, in because she would be skipped
again. Amy was very, very bright.
She was a beautiful as she was bright, something that Pauline
secretly enjoyed on a normal day. She was an inch shorter than
Pauline and looked a bit like a little fairy. She had thick,
almost white blond hair that reached to her waist, crystal clear
blue eyes and a beautiful face to match. Unlike Pauline, she had
already started to develop breasts and was a nice full 'A' cup.
Pauline, despite her desperate, carefully hidden wishes, had
never seen the girl naked.
They'd gotten to be friends late last year, and despite her
young age, Amy was great to be around. She had a quick sense of
humor and seemed to be able to get along well with almost anyone.
Amy's mother was a bit overprotective, and so Pauline had been
unable to include her in any of the sleep-overs that she'd had
over the summer. It always seemed like when Amy's mother wasn't
around, she was left with a sitter, a girl that Pauline only knew
was a senior this year.
They were almost at the place where they need to split to get to
different classes, when Amy spoke.
"Hey, you feelin' OK? You seem kinda quiet."
So she had noticed, Pauline thought with panic. She liked the
younger girl, and was terrified that somehow Amy'd find out how
perverted she was. Pauline faked a smile and looked at Amy.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about my next class. Not *everyone*
has a brain like yours, you know." Pauline's tentative smile
grew into a real grin as she spoke. Amy never lorded her
intelligence over anyone, and could often be seen helping people
with difficult homework.
"OK," smiled Amy. "Catch ya at lunch?"
"Sure."
They parted with Pauline momentarily distracted from her fate as
she walked into her class.
It was about halfway through the class that Pauline started
daydreaming. Arousal and embarrassment flowed through her at the
though of what Amy would be like to have sex with. She wondered
what the younger girl would taste like, what her piss tasted
like. Her face turned red at the thought of the beautiful girl
standing over her and pissing into her open, willing mouth.
Pauline shook herself out of her fantasy with a start, realizing
that her panties were now soaked with slime. By the end of
class, she could feel her cunt lips being coated with her gooey
discharge. It felt very erotic, walking around feeling her lips
sliding together.
Attending her next class didn't help. There was one girl that
always caught her eye in that class. Of course, they never
spoke, because Beth was not in her social circle. Beth was one
of those counter-culture girls. At thirteen, she already had
both ears pierced with about five rings in each. She had spiky
blond hair, wore heavy, dark eye makeup and also had a nose ring
through her septum. She usually had on a black collar and
occasionally spiked wrist bands. She almost always wore black,
and her clothes were usually very revealing. Pauline knew she'd
been sent home at least once for wearing a skirt that was too
short - something of an accomplishment in this school. Beth
spend most of her time, oddly enough, hanging out with a small
group of older kids - seniors, Pauline thought.
Beth had a really great body though. Nice tits, as Pauline had
seen in the locker room and big, dark nipples. Beth wasn't shy
about her body and her locker was right next to Pauline's. There
were two things about Beth that made Pauline wet her cunt every
time.
One was the small tattoo right on Beth's mons. She obviously
shaved all her hair there and there was a small capital S right
above her clit. Pauline thought that was SO erotic, but wondered
why the tattoo was an S. The other thing that totally turned her
on was that while Beth shaved her pussy and legs, she never
shaved her underarms. For some reason seeing the thin, dark hair
matted with sweat after gym class made Pauline soaking wet every
time. She was often in agony, needing to cum from seeing Beth
and smelling her scent as the other girl went past to hit the
showers. Naturally, it embarrassed Pauline to be so turned on by
Beth, but she couldn't help herself.
Today, of all days, she didn't need thoughts of Beth to make her
even more horny. She crossed her legs swinging one foot so that
her thighs could put pressure on her clit. She'd never cum like
that, but she needed *some* relief from the pressure building up
inside her. Beth's appearance wasn't helping. She was dressed
like a total slut. A loose, thin tank top that had been cut to
just below her tits. A super low set of tight black jeans and
high heeled boots. From where Pauline was sitting, she could see
Beth had on no bra and she could just see the tip of a brown
nipple. Pauline almost moaned out loud as she thought of sucking
that nipple, then licking the sweat that she could see shining
through the thin hair under Beth's arm. It was hot in the room
and watching Beth wasn't making it any cooler for Pauline.
She could feel her own armpits getting sticky with sweat and
felt a few dribbles of it running down the back of her light
dress into the crack of her ass. The sound of the bell signaling
the end of class made her jump.
She realized that she was almost too horny to continue classes,
but that she would have to wait until lunch to do anything about
it. She gave a shuddering sigh as she opened her locker for her
next class.
When it was finally time for lunch, Pauline couldn't wait.
She'd managed to gain control of her self and now she was hungry.
She could still feel the sticky goo left over from this
morning's horniness between her legs, but it gave her sort of a
perverse thrill to not clean it with anything.
She opened her locker, then blinked, looking at a translucent
plastic sports bottle sitting there. She could see that it was
filled with a dark yellowish liquid. There was a note rubber
banded to it and with shaking hands, she picked up the bottle.
It was warm to the touch. Pauline opened the note and started
reading.
Slut-
Here's a little something for you to drink at lunch. Better
drink it all, because we'll be watching. And make sure that you
have to piss when it's time for us to play. If you can't fill up
this bottle, than this picture will get posted where lot's of
people can see it.
Pauline stared at the attached printed picture in horror. It
showed her on her knees, hands behind her back, her head tilted
back with a hairy pussy streaming piss into her open mouth. But
the worst thing was that even though she knew she'd been
blindfolded, the picture had been doctored to show her with out
it. Someone had skillfully painted out the blindfold and
replaced it with the true vision of her face. There was no
mistaking that it was her.
"Hey, you ready to eat?"
Pauline almost jumped out of her skin. She quickly crumpled the
note with the picture in her hand, and whirled to face Amy
"Uh, yeah. Yes! Yeah, just let me get my food."
"Gees 'Leen, you sure you're OK? You seem all freaked out."
Leen was Amy's nickname for Pauline.
"Yeah, I'm fine," replied Pauline, hoping her flushed face
didn't show.
She got her food and the bottle of warm urine - she was sure
that's what it was, and closed her locker.
Pauline was going nuts walking to the cafeteria with Amy
chatting away. The bottle of urine was heavy and warm in her
hand. How was she going to sit there and act like nothing was
happening while she and Amy ate and she drank urine right in
front of the other girl? Not to mention her other friends who
would probably be at the table! But they said they'd be
watching, and since Pauline had no idea who 'they' were, she
couldn't take the chance of disobeying them.
She and Amy sat down at a table that already had several of
their friends at it. Oddly, she noted that her cunt was once
again very wet, her crotch felt all gooey and her panties were
sticking to her bald cunt lips. Her nipples were so hard they
hurt and she was glad that her bra kept the others from seeing
the points. She noticed that she could smell her own sweat and
wondered if anyone else could smell her.
The girls ate and made small talk. Pauline couldn't concentrate
on anything except the fact that she'd have to drink the entire
bottle of warm piss sitting on the table in front of her.
Finally, hoping that no one would be able to smell it, she pulled
the cap off the long plastic straw and sucked.
The warm, salty liquid filled her mouth. She shuddered as she
took her first swallow and filled her mouth again. She couldn't
believe that she was sitting here drinking piss at the table with
all her friends! When she exhaled, she could smell the piss on
her breath. Thank god she had some gum. She could chew it after
she finished the bottle.
She was about halfway through the bottle and things were going
pretty well. Her cunt was a swamp and rubbing her thighs
together just wasn't doing it. She was considering sneaking off
to the girl's bathroom when Brenda said something.
Truth be told, if someone was going to bring up something that
would embarrass someone, Brenda would be the one to do it. It
happened just after Sherri made a joke and they all laughed out
loud.
"Christ, Pauli, what the hell is that you're drinking," asked
Brenda in a loud voice?
Pauline felt the blood drain from her face!
'W..what?"
"I don't know what it is," said Brenda leaning back, "but you
need to point your breath in another direction!"
"Yeah, there's tact for ya!" jumped in Sherri, "Why didn't you
just say - Gee Pauline, you're breath smells like shit?"
They all laughed and Pauline was getting close to tears. If
they found out what she was really drinking, her life would be
over!
Amy came to her rescue though. "Oh, stop Brenda. It's probably
just another herbal concoction that her mother's making her
drink."
They all groaned in sympathy because they knew that Pauline's
mother was forever making her drink herbal this and herbal that.
And none of the drinks ever tasted any good.
"Why don't you just dump that shit down the toilet where it
belongs," asked Brenda.
This was easy to respond to, since people were always asking her
why she ate and drank some of the things her mother forced on
her. Truth was, some of the stuff worked. Pauline never had
cramps during her period, had never had a yeast infection ever
and her complexion was crystal clear. She rarely even got a
cold.
Still, it was hard to get the words out this time. Especially
since what she was drinking really did belong down a toilet.
"You know I don't like to lie, and my mom always asks me.
Besides, I'll be thinking of you the next time you're in bed with
the flu," replied Pauline who had never had the flu.
"Yeah, but at least we get sick days - you're always in school,"
laughed Angela.
They all laughed at that and Pauline was relieved that the
crises had been averted. Because of some of the things her
mother made her drink for lunch, no one ever asked her for a sip
of what she was drinking. Brenda still gave her funny looks for
the rest of lunch though, enough that Pauline started to wonder
if she was one of the group that had attacked her last week. It
was hard to imagine it though. Brenda seemed so squeamish at the
thought of girl/girl contact.
Pauline did manage to drink the rest of the urine before they
left the cafeteria. She munched some gum as she, Sherri and Amy
walked outside to hang out outside.
After lunch, they split up and Pauline went back to her locker.
Her horniness had increased as she realized that she'd actually
pulled off drinking piss with her lunch. She was also
nervousness and had a weird feeling in her stomach. She felt a
bit flushed, sweaty and sticky from being aroused all day.
Her last class was pure torture and seemed to go both too fast
and take too long. She approached her locker with dread. Would
they make her do something else before she went to the back gym?
But no, there was nothing new in her locker. She was shaking
like a leaf as she put the last of her things in the locker and
pulled out the bottle that had had the piss in it. She locked
the locker, then headed toward the gym.
There was a note inside telling her to go into the equipment
room. The door was unlocked and Pauline stepped inside. It was
stifling in the equipment room. It was always hot in here, since
the boilers that heated the school, and the pool, were under this
room. It was hot out today and it was even worse in here than it
had been last week.
They must have realized that she wouldn't have the blind fold
here because there was one just like it on the floor. Along with
a pair of wrist cuffs. There was no note, but she didn't need
one to tell her what to do.
Nervously, the teen stripped her clothes and folded them neatly
on the floor. She could easily smell her sweat now, and the
smell from her cunt was very strong. She'd been aroused all day
and her gash felt like someone had poured thick syrup in it. Her
white panties were soaked and had a dark yellow stain in them
from her cum and urine. She'd been leaking little bits of piss
for the last half hour. That was how bad she had to go. But she
was afraid that there was no way she'd be able to fill a 24 oz
bottle with her urine.
Pauline attached the wrist cuffs, noting the little lock that
would lock them together, then put on the blindfold. She knelt,
then put her hands behind her back and closed the lock, locking
her wrists in place. She had no idea how long she'd have to
wait, and now that there was nothing to do but wait, she realized
that she really, really had to pee.
Pauline had no idea how long she knelt there. She knew that a
few times, little squirts of piss escaped her bladder because she
could feel it dribbling over her cunt lips. She could feel the
sweat dripping from under her arms and pooling under her legs
where they rested on the mat she knelt on. Her heart almost
skipped a beat as she heard the door open.
She froze, suddenly in a panic as she realized that it could be
anyone. Maybe her assailants had decided to trick her! What if
...
"So, our little slut went above and beyond, I see," smirked a
voice. "She was so eager to fuck us, that she's already
stripped!"
Pauline felt her whole body blush red as she realized that
they'd never told her to take her clothes off. They'd just said
to put on the cuffs and blindfold and wait. She was sure they'd
have made her strip anyway, but at least she could have made them
do it!
She could hear several people coming across the mat toward her.
Someone grabbed her head and pulled her hair back. Pauline let
out a little gasp.
"Good to see you're so eager to serve. Of course, and good
pervie slut like you would be." The person was no longer
speaking in a whisper, but Pauline didn't recognize the voice.
There were giggles as that announcement was made. The mat
shifted.
"Bad slut!" the girl said. "You pissed on the mat!"
"I...I'm sorry please, I really have to pee." Pauline's bladder
was cramping from holding her urine all this time.
Someone spat in her face. She jerked as she felt the spit
sliding over her mouth and chin.
"Shut up slut. You're like a little baby, you can't keep from
pissing yourself."
The hand grabbed her hair and pulled her body around. She was
then bent forward and her face was pushed into the puddle she'd
left. As the hand moved her head around to coat her face in the
combination of sweat and urine that had pooled under her, there
were louder giggles.
"Bad little doggie, you should know better than to pee on the
mats! Now you're going to have to be punished. But we don't
really have the time for that right this second, so we'll just
fix you up for the wait."
There was a swat to her ass which caused a small squirt of piss
to escape and dribble over her cunt lips.
"Oh god please, I can't hold it anymore. If you don't let me
use the bathroom, I'm gonna go right here!"
Her hair was grabbed and she was pulled to her feet.
"Listen slut," came the girl's smooth, low voice, "you piss when
you're told to. I'd tell you that you'll have to lick it up, but
after last week, and lunch today, it wouldn't be much of a
threat." There were loud snickers from that comment. "But there
are lot's of other ways to punish you, so don't tell us what to
do."
"I...I'm sorry. But please, I really have to go," moaned
Pauline.
"Ask me nicely"
"Please can I use the bathroom?"
The grip on her hair tightened as someone spit in her face
again. There was a sigh. "For such a pervie slut, you don't
know the rules very well. Lezzy sluts like you don't use the
bathroom like ladies. Say, Mistress, can your slut pleasepiss?"
Pauline's bladder was in agony. At this point she'd say
anything to get relief.
"Please Mistress, can your slut piss."
There were louder giggles now, and Pauline wanted the floor to
swallow her up. Still, in the pit of her stomach, her arousal
was growing.
"Open your legs perv."
Pauline complied and felt something pushed against her soft
pussy lips.
"Go on. Piss for us slut."
There was more laughter as the loud hiss of Pauline urinating
filled the room. She was mortified, but still it felt very good
to empty her bladder. For some reason, the rush of lust did not
abate, it just got stronger.
When she finished, she could feel that her cunt was coated with
urine, but there was nothing she could do about it. They
certainly didn't wipe her off.
"Huh," said the girl that Pauline only knew as Mistress, "you
didn't fill up the bottle. Didn't your instructions say you had
to fill the bottle?"
"But I held it as long as I could! My bladder doesn't hold that
much."
"I understand," said the voice with mock sympathy, "but orders
are orders and you failed. Looks like even more punishment for
you."
"No no! Please! I did what you wanted. Why are you doing this
to me?"
"Quiet slut. Time to get you ready for the wait"
Pauline, still protesting, could feel the puddle of piss under
her back as she was laid on her back. She squirmed her sweat
slick body in an effort to get away from them, but her arms were
already cuffed and she had no chance. They put cuffs on her
ankles, then wrapped something around each thigh just above her
knee. Her legs were bent, then her ankles were attached to her
thighs.
"This is taking too long. Listen slut, you better stop
struggling or by tomorrow, pictures of you will be all over the
place. Do what we say, and the fact that you're a lezzy pervert
will stay a secret."
Pauline stopped struggling. There was nowhere to go anyway.
They uncuffed her hands, then rolled her onto a padded board.
She thought maybe it was one of the sit-up boards. They attached
the cuffs to something above her head. Coils of rope harshly
constricted her belly as she was fixed firmly to the board. Then
the board was dragged somewhere and lifted to about a 45 degree
angle. Her knees were pulled wide, far wider than was
comfortable, and tied that way. She could no longer close her
cunt and she blushed in shame knowing her slick gash was on
display to whoever wanted to look.
She felt someone attach something to her head - a webbing of
straps, then someone forced her mouth open and a small ball was
tightly forced into her mouth and tightly strapped there. She
couldn't keep her tongue from touching the ball, and a familiar,
musky taste started to spread through her mouth. Something was
pressed over her nose and mouth, then her head was pulled forward
and held there.
"Almost done slut. Just in case you're wondering, you have a
small ball gag in your mouth. Since you like dirty panties so
much, I had my slave wearing those for a week. The other panties
were donated by someone else who also wore them since last week.
I know you'll love the taste and the smell. Now for a few final
things."
Something started to suck very hard on her right nipple. It was
actually almost painful. She could feel the constant sucking
engorging her already lust filled nub. The same thing was done
to her left nipple. She groaned, drool running from her mouth
with the foul taste of the panties coating it's insides.
"OK slut. We're gonna leave you here for later. But first."
Pauline's whole body jerked as pain flared through her
defenseless sex. It was only after the pain that she registered
the loud SLAP of something slamming into the opened folds of her
cunt. More blows followed causing her to scream through her gag
and try and squirm out of the way.
To no avail though. She was tied too tightly to move out of the
way, and the gag was quite effective. Her whole sex felt like it
was on fire. Pauline began to get dizzy because she couldn't
draw a deep breath. The rope cutting into her belly was just too
tight, and every breath she drew flooded her nose with the sharp,
musky stink of the panties over her nose and mouth. Finally they
finished whipping her.
"We'll be leaving you now, but we'll be back so don't go
anywhere." She laughed and Pauline felt a finger easily slide
into her cunt. It felt SO good in her overheated sex that she
squirmed and tried to get more of the finger in her.
The girl's voice sounded softly in her ear. "You know why we do
this to you? I just slid my finger all the way into your cunt
with no problem. You're soaked. We do this to you because you
like it, slut." Then Pauline was alone.
Her breathing slowly returned to normal, but her sexual
frustration grew. The smell and taste of the panties on her head
and stuffed in her mouth was so exciting. Plus, Pauline found
that the fear of being found, the degradation and pain she was
submitting to were also very arousing. This was a very hard
thing for the thirteen year old to face, but by the end of the
hour, she was beginning to think she *was* a perverted, lezzy
slut and that she deserved what ever they did to her. Hadn't she
eagerly sucked all of them off last week? While they were
pissing on her, hadn't she been the one who opened her mouth to
drink their urine? No one had asked her to. And hadn't she
voluntarily stripped once she'd come into the room here? They
hadn't told her to do that. Sure, she knew that they would have
made her do it anyway, but she could have at least tried to put
up a fight.
They were blackmailing her. She clung to that. But as time
passed and she felt the cunt juice running from her hole and got
more and more excited from the smell and taste of the scummy
panties, she knew deep down that they didn't have to black mail
her. She'd put up a token fight, but being treated like this was
getting her off.
Finally she heard the door open. They were back! What were
they going to make her do this time? She heard several sets of
foot steps approaching.
"Time for more fun, pervie. You're going to love what we have
planned today."
Pauline's stomach clenched. Her nipples ached from both her
arousal and the intense suction they'd been undergoing for
however long the girls had been away. Most likely an hour, since
that was about how long classes lasted. Her chin and flat chest
were covered with slick drool because she wasn't able to swallow
with the gag in her mouth. Someone started unwrapping the rope
from around her waist. When they finished, Pauline took her
first deep breath and slid down the board a little more. It was
slick with her sweat, and now there was a lot more pressure on
her spread legs and her wrists, since they were mostly what was
holding her on the board.
She felt pressure around her nipples. Someone was pulling on
whatever it was that had been causing the sucking. She moaned
and squirmed as the suction got greater and greater. She felt
the skin on her flat chest stretching as something pulled harder
and harder on her nipples. Finally, the suction broke, first on
one, then the other nipple. Pauline let out a loud squeak as
the pressure was released. She lay there and panted.
"Whoa - look at those nips!" said her tormentor.
There was much whispering from whoever was in the room, and
Pauline felt fingers on her nipple. She jerked, the sensation of
the fatly swollen nub shooting directly to her clit. It was
painful, but also very pleasurable. Her nipples had never felt
so sensitive. They were tweaked again, harder and she squeaked
and jerked.
SLAP
Pauline was unable to even draw a breath as fire erupted across
her middle. They were beating her again, apparently starting
with her flat belly.
"Time for more fun slut. For us anyway. But I'm sure a little
pervie like you will love this and we'd better not catch you
cuming!"
Another slap came with this comment. It landed right on her
soaked, open gash and Pauline almost saw stars. More blows fell,
this time on her spread thighs. Then Pauline felt a soft caress
to her clit. Something wet and soft was sliding over it and into
her dank hole. Pauline immediately responded by pushing her hips
into what ever it was. The whipping stopped for a minute as her
sensitive sex was teased and played with. She was sure she heard
sucking sounds and thought that someone was actually eating her
cunt.
Pauline was in heaven, her hips were bucking in time with the
licks and she was close to an orgasm.
SLAP!
Pauline was once again in pain. The pleasure was still there,
but someone had just laid a whip or belt across her over
sensitive nipples. Again she was hit and it was agony. But the
mouth on her sopping sex was very, very skilled and her pleasure
mounted even as they whipped her flat chest.
Finally, everything stopped. Pauline was on fire, grinding her
cunt into empty air. She so wished she could cum. She was
completely unresisting as she was taken out of her bonds and made
to kneel on the mat. Her gag was removed, but of course the
blindfold was kept in place. The suction was once again applied
to her distended nipples causing the teen to groan.
"OK ladies. Laundry service is open."
Pauline's hands were released and something was shoved into one
of them.
"Put the crotch in your mouth and start cleaning."
Pauline was dazed and deeply in need of a good cum. Someone
roughly pulled her hand in front of her face and said, "Do it
slut! Put those panties in your mouth and suck them clean!"
SLAP. Pauline grunted as the belt or whatever it was hit her
back. She was struck another time.
"We're gonna whip you until you've finished cleaning those
panties, slut, so start munching."
Dazed, Pauline complied. This pair wasn't bad at all and they
weren't hitting her back that hard. She could feel some cream on
the panties and the taste was very mild. To her, it was very
pleasant. She was made to clean five pairs in her mouth, the
fifth pair being the worst. They smelled strongly of urine and
girl cum The whole time there were giggles in the background and
the woman's voice berated her calling her a slut, pervert, doggie
and other degrading names. Pauline drank it all in and got more
and more aroused, the fire in her back adding to the fire in her
cunt.
When she'd finished sucking the panties clean to their
satisfaction (she'd actually had to chew on the past pair to
clean off all the gunk) they tied her down again on the sit-up
bench, and pulled her legs, straight this time, painfully wide
and her arms over her head. She had no idea what they tied her
legs to to keep them so wide.
The suction cups were removed from her nipples, which by this
time were very painful, and she groaned in relief. Somehow, all
the things that they were doing to her just aroused her. Someone
would always stroke her clit, or suck on her neck or inner thigh
to keep her aroused but unsatisfied.
"Time to start using that mouth of yours, lezzy," said her
tormentor.
This time, even though she was incredibly aroused, she had more
presence of mind. The attack last time had been so stunning and
she'd been so overwhelmed that she hadn't really taken too much
notice of the cunts she'd been eating. Their smell and taste all
blended together in a haze. This time, she was determined to be
more aware of what was going on. She now felt a hairy cunt
pressed against her lips. The musky smell of sex and sweat
inundated her nose.
"Hope you realize what a privilege this is, cunt. My boyfriend
dumped a load of cum in there just before practice. So you get a
nice sweaty cunt - something a little pervert like you will
enjoy, and some boy cum. Of course, since I'm sure you give
blowjobs all the time, you should be used to the taste ofsperm."
Pauline opened her mouth to protest that she'd never even
touched a live cock, never mind given a blowjob, but the soaked
gash just pushed itself onto her face.
"Get to work, slut."
Pauline did as she was told. The cunt was very slimy and
sweaty, and she reveled in the salty taste as she sucked and
licked the mucus covered hole. While she did that, someone was
playing with her clit and gently sucking on one nipple. This was
enough to almost drive her insane, since the touches always
backed off to keep her from cuming.
"Go ahead, you know you want to slave."
Huh? Thought Pauline? Want to what? Then she felt a soft
tongue licking her sweating armpit, softly nipping and sucking
while her nipple and clit were played with and Pauline just gave
her self over to the sensations. It wasn't like she could stop
them anyway.
When the girl on top of her was finished her orgasms, Pauline
having sucked every drop of cum from the pussy that she could,
the next girl sat down. This one also had hair, but not as much
and she smelled more of sweat and less of sex. Pauline didn't
care and dove right in.
"Since you're doing such a good job, I'll give you a little
reward."
The sucking mouth had moved to her other armpit but now Pauline
felt something enter her cunt and begin sawing back and forth.
She was so wet, that it entered easily, but it was very big and
stretched her a lot. The girl above her mouth was teasing
herself, making Pauline slowly bring her to orgasm by lifting her
cunt up when things got too intense. Then, Pauline felt a sharp
bite on one nipple and yelled into the pussy on her mouth. This
produced a coo from the pussy's owner as did the next yell from a
bite on her other nipple. Then her super sensitive nipples were
pulled hard and left that way.
Pauline's senses were becoming overwhelmed. There was the tasty
cunt in her mouth, the sharp pain in her swollen nipples and the
steady back and forth of something soft in her cunt. The girl
above her started to cum, grabbing Pauline's head and forcing
herself onto the mouth below her. Pauline herself was almost
about to cum when the dildo was removed from her cunt. She
groaned in frustration and another cunt replaced the last.
As this one settled on her mouth the dildo started to nudge it's
way into Pauline's tight asshole.
"No nawmph," she protested as the girl above her mouth ground
her sex into her face.
"Shut up cunt. You know you want to be a three hole girl. How
else is a skinny little no titted cunt lapper like you gonna
please a guy?"
The cock pushed harder. It was slick, and there was no way for
her to tighten her asshole enough to keep the intruder out.
Someone was licking her clit though, and it wasn't long before
the pain of the anal intrusion began to feel good. It didn't
turn to pleasure, the dildo in her ass was too big for that - but
somehow, the pain started to feel good.
She was assfucked until the girl above her orgasm, then the
dildo was pulled out. Pauline could tell by the smell when the
thing was near her mouth.
"One more hole to fuck. Remember, ass to mouth is a hallmark of
a total slut. Open wide and start sucking."
She tried to refuse, but her nipples started burning really bad
as they were pulled hard. Plus, the soft tongue teasing her
clit, then sliding down her wet gash to her distended asshole
felt heavenly. When she finally accepted the dildo that had been
raping her ass into her mouth, the tongue down below slid into
her asshole.
The feeling of having her ass tongue fucked was amazing and the
dildo didn't taste that bad. It was hard when the girl started
to roughly fuck her face, though. She couldn't swallow and spit
started to coat her face. Finally the dildo was pulled away and
another cunt replaced it just as the dildo slid back into her
cunt.
This cunt was soft and completely hairless. It also had the
strongest smell yet. The smells of sex, sweat and urine crashed
into Pauline's senses almost setting off an orgasm. Only a quick
hard tug on her pain filled nipples and the ceasing of the dildo
sawing through her pussy staved it off. It was obvious though to
the ringleader of this group that sucking this dirty cunt was
really getting Pauline off and she mercilessly humiliated and
taunted the teen as she ate another girl to orgasm.
When this girl came, little squirts of urine jetted into
Pauline's mouth. She swallowed eagerly, almost delirious from
all the stimulation and denial. The girl pulled off Pauline's
face, which was now coated from the discharge of four cunts.
Pauline began to pant and plead to cum.
"We got one more for you to do, then maybe you'll get an orgasm.
This is somethin' special. But you'd better get used to it."
"Please, I'll do whatever you want, but god, stop torturingme!"
"Ha! You think this is torture, you haven't seen anything yet.
But don't worry cunt, we're almost finished with you today."
Pauline groaned as the sharp pain of the dildo invaded her ass
again. She was a little raw from the recent usage, and the ring
of muscle ached from being stretched. She could smell another
cunt being lowered over her face.
Then she jerked as something tickled her chin, and there were
giggles.
"Open your mouth pervie."
Pauline did as she was ordered and something tickled her tongue.
The smell of the cunt above her was very, very strong and
different than the others had been.
"Now clench you're teeth real hard."
Again Pauline complied, realizing that she had closed her mouth
on a string. There was motion above her and she felt something
soft and wet that smelled like a cunt plop onto her face and
slide down the side of her cheek.
There were loud snickers and Pauline, gone as she was, still had
no idea what was going on. The dildo pushing into her ass had
stopped for the moment.
"Get that slave. You know you want it."
There was movement and a tug on the string in her mouth.
"Let go slut. If I'd known you liked tampons so much, I'd have
let you start eating them a long time ago."
Pauline moaned in misery and arousal.
"Oh god no! That's so gross!"
The dildo slammed deep into her bowels and Pauline yelped in
pain.
"Now, now, she's been saving that since last night. You just
need to eat her to orgasm, then you'll get you're own. C'mon -
every good slut has her red wings!"
Pauline tried to resist this last humiliation, but hands grabbed
her head and the pussy started smearing liquid over her face.
Pauline recognized the smell now - her own cunt smelled that way
when she menstruated. It had always been too shameful a turn on
for her to do anything with her own cunt during her period. Now
she had no choice.
The ass fucking resumed and this time it was just painful. The
clamps were released from her nipples, and tears filled her eyes
from the pain.
"You'd better get sucking or not only is this gonna hurt a lot
more, but those pictures will start appearing in peoples lockers.
We got a nice one today of you sucking the dildo after you'd
been assfucked with it. "
Pauline gave in to the inevitable and opened her mouth. Fluids
started to fill it as she pushed her tongue into the slimy hole.
There was a soft moan above her - apparently whoever it was, was
really enjoying this. Someone was licking her clit again, and
someone else was lightly sucking on her raw nipples. The ass
fucking started to go slower and Pauline's arousal climbed.
She was bucking her hips in time to the strokes by the time the
girl on her face started to orgasm. The heavy smell of her
smooth pussy and the taste of the blood were totally getting
Pauline off. Some distant part of her mind realized that after
this, she would do most anything. How much lower could she go?
That didn't keep her from thrusting her tongue deeply into the
cunt above her and nibbling on the tasty clit.
The girl on her face finally shuddered in orgasm, soft grunts
accompanying the spasming of her hips. The contractions caused a
lot of bloody cum to be deposited in Pauline's mouth. She was
too far gone to care and swallowed eagerly.
The tonguing of her clit had stopped and the dildo pulled out of
her ass as the cunt was pulled off her face.
"Clean this up slut. But first, tell me how much you like
eating bloody pussy, and how a slut like you loves ass to mouth
fucking."
Pauline was silent, recovering from the loss of yet another
orgasm. A belt slapped into her cunt and she shrieked.
"Say it pervie!"
"I... liked eating bloody pussy and a slut like me loves ass to
mouth fucking."
"See? It's easy to tell the truth, isn't it?"
Pauline was so frustrated that she was in tears. But not for
long. A soft mouth started licking her crotch, sliding into her
distended asshole and nipping her swollen cunt lips. She was
unresisting as the dildo was once again shoved into her mouth.
Oddly, the taste was stronger this time, as if the first ass fuck
had stirred up whatever was in her bowels and this time the dildo
had been coated more thoroughly. She didn't care. Her hips were
once again bucking against the soft, talented mouth and she could
feel drool running down her chin as her mouth was ruthlessly
fucked.
The sucking mouth stopped and focused on her piss hole. Then,
whoever it was started sucking real hard. Pauline found that she
had to pee, but was afraid they'd punish her if she did. The
dildo was withdrawn from her mouth.
"It's OK, piss in her mouth a bit. Slave likes the taste of
piss as much as you do. Go on - she's been so nice to you, just
give her a little."
Pauline complied - the feeling of having her urine sucked out of
her was very strange. She didn't pee much though. The lips left
her cunt, then a second later, someone's mouth was pressed to her
own.
"Open your mouth lezzy. Another girl wants to kiss that potty
mouth of yours. You should be grateful."
Pauline complied and her mouth was filled with piss. The other
girl spit a mouthful of piss into Pauline's mouth and Pauline
swallowed.
"You did good, slut. Now you can have your reward."
The sucking mouth returned to her sex, just as another cunt was
lowered onto her face. The body above her shifted and she was
presented with a tight asshole which she rimmed and penetrated
with her tongue until she screamed in orgasmic release. The
mouth didn't stop sucking though and Pauline quickly found
herself rising toward another orgasm. Fingers roughly played
with her nipples and several had entered her asshole. The pain
combined with pleasure and one of the strongest orgasms she ever
had smashed through her body. She pulled and fought the
restraints as she spasmed uncontrollably, but still the sucking
mouth did not stop.
Finally, as she was approaching her third orgasm, and someone
had several fingers pistoning in and out of her ass, the mouth
pulled away.
"That's enough slave. It's getting late."
"Nooo. Please, I'm almost there!" cried Pauline.
"Greedy slut aren't you? Na, I think we'll save it for another
time. No slave, wipe your fingers there."
'There' turned out to be Pauline's sweat soaked belly.
"Now listen up. There's some rules you're gonna have ta follow.
Since my slave has been such a good slave, I've decided to give
her a toy. That's you. This means that from now there's a few
simple rules for you to follow. First - you only wash that cunt
of yours twice a week. Saturday morning and Tuesday morning.
And you only change your panties after your shower. Get it?"
Pauline was still dazed from her orgasms and the denial of the
last one and didn't answer. A belt slapped into her inner thigh
causing her to yelp.
"I said, do you understand?"
"Yes! Yes." Pauline wasn't thinking clearly, but knew she'd
remember what they told her.
"Also, you stop wearing antiperspirant. Slave doesn't like the
taste. And make sure you keep that slut cunt of yours shaved the
way it is now, and make sure your armpits are nice and shaved.
Got that?"
"Yes," Pauline answered with out the prompt of the belt.
Finally, they began to release her and she slid to the floor too
exhausted to move. It took a long time and her legs hurt like
hell from being stretched so long, but she managed to close her
legs and get on all fours. She sat down and pulled off the
blindfold looking blearily around. Her clothes were where she
had left them. There was something sitting on top of them and a
sealed bottle of water next to the pile.
She crawled over to the pile and opened the water, downing about
half the bottle. It washed some of the taste from her mouth and
felt good on her throat. Looking down at her body, she saw her
nipples were more than twice the size they usually were and a
blood red color. There were several brown streaks going across
her belly - she had a good idea what that was, and grimaced.
There were red blotches all over her skin where she'd been
whipped.
Pauline sat there, finished the water and looked at the thing on
top of her clothes. Picking it up, she saw it was a pair of
panties. But they were made of rubber. A piece of paper
fluttered to the floor. She picked it up and read it.
It said: Remember slut, no deodorant and you only wash your
cunt on Tuesday and Saturday mornings. You only change your
panties after your shower on those days. The rest of the time
you wear these pants over your underwear for your other showers.
We'll be checking on you. So don't disobey - unless you want to
become an internet porn star.
Pauline wondered whether she could make it to the shower with
out putting any clothes on. She didn't want to put on clothes
while she was all sweaty. Wearily she got to her feet and
started to wonder what the rest of the school year was going to
be like.
End Part 2
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