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In case you are interested, day 2 of this story consists of three
chapters: Chapter 2, 2a and 2b

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Chapter 2

Tina:

      	The next morning found all of them back at the front door of the
school, removing their clothing.  Tina had simply worn a thin sundress
and sandals, which she removed and put into the box.  Robert and
Jennifer had shown up about the same time, and a small crowd had
gathered to watch them strip.

      	Naturally, it was Bob who had something nasty to say.  He was
still smarting from the comments that Tina had made yesterday.

      	"Hey, you dyke bitch," he said, obviously talking to Tina.
"Where's the shrimp?  I wanna feel up a little girl."

      	His group of friends laughed, but it was obvious no one else was
amused.

      	Tina smiled and ignored him.  He made the mistake of grabbing
her arm when she turned away from him.  As she had been trained, she
spun and broke his grip, almost breaking his wrist in the process.  Bob
yelped in pain and cradled his hand.

      	"You fuckin' cunt!  I'm gonna..."

      	"Do exactly nothing," cut in an ice-cold voice.  "Get inside,
Bob.  Now.  I'm revoking your right to a Reasonable Request, as of
right now."

      	"What?" he shouted.  "You can't..."

      	"Keep it up, and I'll suspend you."

      	Bob went inside, muttering.

      	"Has Cindy arrived yet?" asked Ms. Ellis

      	"No, ma'am," said Robert. He was obviously pretty steamed over
what had just happened.

      	"Would you mind waiting here for her?  I think it would be nice
for her not to have to remove her clothing alone."

      	The students nodded, then the Principal motioned Tina over to
her.

      	"Once Cindy's arrived, would you please come to my office?"

      	"Sure," replied Tina.  Obviously the Principal wanted to deal
with the Bob thing.  She was sure that she could deal with it herself,
but would prefer not to.

      	Cindy arrived and Tina smiled at her.  As required, she'd worn a
thin, almost see-through top, a super short skirt and a pair of
sandals.  She smiled as Robert gave a low whistle.  Jennifer nudged
him,  and Cindy blushed from the compliment. Tina looked at Robert and
Jennifer and in short order was able to read enough from them to know
they'd had a very pleasant evening.  Robert had a room in the basement
and when Jennifer had come over after school ...Tina shook her head,
pulling her thoughts away from Robert's memory -- not that it wasn't a
turn-on, or anything.  But now wasn't the time to get caught up in
that.

      	In addition to the skirt, top and shoes, Cindy was wearing only
one other thing:  a black ribbon around her neck.  It looked like a
fashion statement.  Only she and Tina knew it was a collar.  The girls
smiled at each other, Cindy blushing at Tina's knowing look, and headed
off to their respective destinations.

	When Tina arrived in the Principal's office, she was surprised, then
very worried, to find not only Marsha Ellis in the room, but Mr.
Jennings as well.  He left as soon as she entered, though.

      	"Tina," began Ms. Ellis, "please sit down."

      	Tina sat.  This was not an auspicious beginning.

      	"Mr. Jennings and I were speaking of the events that occurred
yesterday in his class," she continued.  "Did you find anything that
was done... objectionable?"

      	Tina was confused.  Objectionable?  Goddess, no.  She was
looking forward to today's class.  Well, sort-of looking forward to it.
 Yesterday she'd been blindsided by being dumped into the Program.
Today, especially after her evening with Cindy, she thought she'd be
able to handle things better.

      	"No, Ms. Ellis.  Why?  He didn't touch me or anything," said
Tina.

      	"I'm curious," said Marsha, leaning forward on her desk.  "Would
you have objected if he had touched you?"

      	"Depends," said Tina.  She wondered where this was all going.

      	The Principal pressed a button on her intercom and said, "Could
you please send in Mr. Jennings?"

      	Tina was now getting a little worried.  She could feel there was
sexual excitement in both of the adults, but nothing for her to really
get a handle on.  She could induce a fantasy in them, but that would
serve no purpose, expect perhaps to piss off her Goddess for misusing
her power.

      	Marsha nodded at Mr. Jennings, who sat in a chair to one side of
the two women.

      	"Go ahead," she said.

      	Mr. Jennings sighed.  "Tina, I'd like to ask you some
questions."

      	Tina's eyes narrowed, but she nodded slightly.  If he got too
intense, a quick call to Lenny, the lawyer who handled legal problems
for the Circle, would shut things down fast enough.

      	"Tina, about yesterday," he started.  "I hope I didn't push
you too hard into doing something you later regretted.  But I suspect
that that's not the case, is it?"

      	"No, I'm fine with what happened yesterday," said the girl.

      	He was silent for a moment then continued. "I'm willing to bet
that you are no stranger to the sorts of activities that we were
portraying yesterday."

      	Tina said nothing.  Let him draw his own conclusions.  Aside
from the problems with the amount of energy she'd stored, the actual
D&S scene they'd done was quite mild by her standards.

      	"Things went a little farther than I'd intended," he said.

      	Tina didn't sense that he was nervous about that.  She was
willing to bet that something else was bothering him.  Seeing that she
was not going to answer his implied question, he tried a more direct
approach.

      	"How much experience have you had with the BDSM lifestyle?" he
asked.

      	"Why does that matter?" she returned,  "I thought the whole
point of the Program was to expose teenagers to sex and give them a
healthier attitude towards it and their bodies."

      	"It is," he said, "but BDSM isn't just any sort of sex.  It can
be very rewarding when done correctly, but it's incredibly easy for an
adult to overpower a child and force her into something that she might
not want."

      	Tina nodded and said, "Yes.  I guess that's true."

      	She knew he was asking if that was how she'd gotten her
experience as a submissive.  She knew he'd never believe the answer and
so said nothing else.  Seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere, Mr.
Jennings sat back and thought for a moment.  He wasn't trying to get
Tina nervous or anything, but he wasn't getting the answers that he
wanted either.

      	Leaning forward, elbows on his knees, he looked at the teen and
said, "Tina, we are concerned that you are being abused in some way.
We just want you to know that, if that's the case, we can help you."

      	Tina stood and walked right in front of him.

      	"Do I look abused?"  she turned, slowly showing him all of her
naked body.  "Do you see any marks on me?  Any scars?  Anything?  Do I
look like someone has forced me into a collar?"

      	Mr. Jennings was finding it hard to think, as was Ms. Ellis.
Tina was very attractive, and she was, aside from her piercing and a
necklace, completely nude.  Mr. Jennings didn't even want to shift,
knowing that she'd realize it was because his cock was like a piece of
stone.  Tina knew anyway and could easily feel his desire.

      	"Are you collared?" he asked.

      	"I am not a collared slave," she replied, her tone making it
obvious that she was not offended in the least by his question.

      	Also, her answer was the truth.   She *was* Master Ken's slave
-- occasionally.  She subbed to a number of the people at the mansion
during play parties, and at other times as well.  But at the moment,
she was not at the mansion, and so she was Cindy's Mistress.  In truth,
Tina was a complete switch:  a slave to someone who was very dominant,
and a Mistress to someone who was submissive.

      	"We just want to make sure that you aren't being abused at
home," said Ms. Ellis.

      	"Really," said Tina.  "The answer is 'no'.  I like BDSM.  A
lot."  She turned to Mr. Jennings and continued, "Feel free to use me
in any class demonstration you'd like.  We can discuss my limits at any
time."  Turning back to Ms. Ellis, she said, "I'm not being abused.  I
was being abused earlier this year by my mother.  But it was 'legal'
abuse:  She was forcing me to be a nun.  Literally.  She wanted to
enroll me in a religious school against my will.  I live with my sister
now.  If you have any questions, feel free to call her.  Thank you for
asking about my sexual well being.  But you have nothing to worry
about.  Really.  Now, would it be okay for me to get to class?"

      	Tina's tone was not angry or exasperated.  It was the tone of
someone who was stating a rather obvious fact for someone.

      	"Yes, Tina.  Go ahead," said Marsha.

      	Tina rose and left the room.




Cindy:

      	It was very odd, being at school today.  For one thing, she was
naked -- which was anything but normal -- but that wasn't what she was
thinking about the most.  She was thinking about that little strip of
ribbon around her neck, proclaiming her Tina's slave.  Just that was
enough to make her pussy and nipples swell with blood.

	At one point, she got a little worried when she was surrounded and
asked to pose.  Her Mistress had promised to be near her as much as
possible to help her, but Tina had been called to the office.  Cindy
hoped that everything was all right.  However, she remembered her
Mistress' instructions very well:  Seek pleasure from the actions that
people are asking you to perform.  Consider them orders from me.  When
thought of in that light, when another girl shyly asked to see her
hymen, Cindy almost had an orgasm as she sat on a bench and displayed
herself to the people there.  It was obvious she was wet and excited.

      	"Wow," whispered the girl, who was actually a lot closer than
she needed to be, "that's really cool.  I lost mine to a bicycle."  She
paused, then asked, even more shyly, "Do you think it'll hurt when you
have... um, when it gets broken?"

      	I sincerely hope so, thought Cindy.  "I don't know.  I guess."

      	With her legs spread so wide, it was obvious her slippery juices
were oozing out of her tight hole and down to coat her asshole.  One of
the other boys wanted to touch her nipples -- which were sitting up and
begging for attention.  Several other students watched her arousal grow
higher as another boy stroked her pussy, careful not to push inside.
Her breath sucked in when he brushed his hand over her asshole, but to
her disappointment, he didn't stop to push inside *that*.

      	The bell for first period rang, so the group scattered to head
for their classes.  Tina was still not back, not that it would matter
anyway, since they didn't share their first class together.

      	"Hey, Cindy, " came a voice, "you okay?"

      	Jennifer was standing there with Robert, watching her; but it
wasn't concern showing in their eyes.  Cindy didn't want to admit what
it was and just assumed that they were interested in each other.  Hell,
Jennifer was really hot, and Robert was no slouch either.  Especially
his very hard cock, which seemed to be pulsing in time with his
heartbeat.

      	"Yeah, thanks.  It was a little overwhelming to be swarmed like
that," she replied.

      	"Heh," smiled Jennifer.  "I should stick with you for the rest
of the week."

      	"What do you mean?" asked Cindy, standing up to head for the
computer lab.

      	"Then again, maybe not," said the other girl with a thoughtful
look on her face.  "When you're around, the guys only want to play with
you."  She shrugged.  "I can't decide if that's a good thing or not."
She followed that comment with a wicked smile that made Cindy's knees
weak.

   	"That... that's not true," said the girl.  "You're so beautiful!
And you don't look like a little girl or..."

   	"Cindy, hon, I'm straight.  But seeing you running around here
naked might very well change my mind," smiled Jennifer.  She gave the
astonished Cindy a quick peck on the forehead, then left, ensuring
Robert followed by the simple expedient of taking hold of his rigid
handle.

   	Cindy calmed herself and managed to actually get some work done in
the lab.  Some of the equations that she was running would take hours
to complete, so she wouldn't be able to get her answers until either
later today or tomorrow.  And then, only of one of the idiot teachers
didn't terminate the process.  This computer was supposed to be mainly
for her use, but some of the teachers didn't like how much freedom
Cindy was given in the lab.




Tina:

    	English was boring.  B-o-r-i-n-g.  She sighed, knowing that Master
Ken would argue that having a well-rounded education was important, but
really, this stuff was crap.  They weren't even reading Shakespeare --
it was all this new American literature.  And it was pure crap.

    	She left class and hurried to her Advanced Calculus class.  She
was really looking forward to seeing Cindy.  Especially since she was
hoping to find a way to tease the girl and increase her level of sexual
frustration.  Cindy had been informed that she was not allowed to
accept Relief from anyone unless Tina explicitly said she could.  If
Tina was around when it was offered, then she'd give Cindy a sign if it
was okay to accept.  Otherwise, Cindy was out of luck.

    	Cindy had almost swooned when she'd agreed to let Tina control her
sexual pleasure.  Tina knew that it would be important for her,
Arianwen and Jane to spend some time with Cindy to help her deal with
her powerful, and rather perverse, sex drive.  Not, thought Tina
smiling to herself, that perversion was a *bad* thing.

    	Her smile died as she entered the hall.

    	"You have to let me do it," came a male voice.

    	"Yeah, little girl.  If you don't, you'll have to spend another
week without clothes on that skinny body."

    	Bob, of course.  And his friends.  Bob had been banned from making
a Request, but his friends hadn't.  And it was obvious that he was
directing the Request.  Tina panicked as she read the intentions of the
boy who had ordered Cindy to open her legs.  Since the thought was so
sexual, she could see in his mind what he planned on -- not that she
could hear the actual words.  But in this case, she didn't need to: the
fucker planned on breaking Cindy's hymen.  Of course, that would get
him suspended, and, no doubt he'd be disallowed from ever being able to
make a Request again, but Bob had managed to make him forget that.

      	Tina had some ideas for helping Cindy lose her virginity, and
while she didn't think that Cindy's plans were all that specific, Tina
knew the girl didn't want to lose it like this.

      	Jimmi Lee's fingers had just entered Cindy when a crushing grip
clamped around his wrist, allowing his finger to travel no further.  He
gasped in surprise, a surprise which turned into astonishment when he
saw his hand was being held completely immobile by a girl six inches
shorter than him.

      	"I think that just entering an admitted virgin without her
permission is cause for suspension," said Tina, her voice ice cold.
Jimmi tried to move his hand, but it went exactly where Tina pushed it
--  away from Cindy's body.  "I'm sure that even though you forgot that
little rule, you'll find that the Principal didn't.  Hope you didn't
have any tests this week."

      	"You fuckin' bitch, let go!" Jimmi said as he jerked hard on his
hand.

      	Tina let go at precisely the right moment to allow him to lose
his balance and fall into one of Bob's other friends.  Bob's eyes
glowed in hatred as he looked at Tina.

      	"What, she your lover now?  You fuckin' dyke!  You both need a
nice big cock to teach you your place," he snarled, advancing on the
naked girl.

      	Tina smiled and stood her ground, which was not what he
expected.

      	"I like a big cock," she challenged.  "Why don't you bring yours
out, and I'll be happy to let you use it on me."

      	Since Bob was a bit... under-endowed... he only got more angry.
If he pulled out his cock, she'd make good on her promise; after all,
she wasn't going to offer something sexual then go back on it.  But she
knew Bob wouldn't take her up on her offer.

      	"That's it, cunt," said Bob starting toward her.

      	If he hadn't been so angry, he would have noticed several
things.  The first one would have been that Tina wasn't backing away.
The second was that she didn't appear frightened -- even a little.  And
the third was that Marsha Ellis was right behind him.

      	"This is your last warning, Bob," came her voice.  "If you make
even the least bit of trouble, you're outta here.  And if you actually
hit another student, then I'll have you expelled."

      	That cut through his anger and stopped him from hitting Tina.
She figured it stopped him from getting hurt.  She wasn't the expert
that Master Ken was, but she could take care of herself and was much
stronger than she appeared.




Cindy:

      	"I'm sorry to report, Ms. Ellis, that I believe Jimmi Lee had
every intention of violating Cindy's virginity," came Tina's voice.

      	She was amazingly calm for someone who'd been about to get the
shit beat out of her.  Everyone knew Bob was a troublemaker.  Just like
everyone knew that he and his friends had been in a lot of fights, with
whoever was on the other side usually coming out the loser.  Of course,
that might have been because of the odds, but that didn't mean that
Tina would be able to stand up to someone who had a good fifty pounds
on her.

      	Cindy noted the look on the Principal's face, as well.  Marsha
Ellis was not pleased.

      	"Cindy, is this true?"

      	Cindy didn't know what to say.  She had no way of knowing what
Jimmi had been about to do.  He had had his finger in her, though, and
it had touched her hymen, so maybe...  She nodded.

      	"His finger was... inside a little.  But I don't know what..."

      	"Jimmi, you are banned from making any Request.  At all.  For
the rest of the year.  You're also out of here for today and tomorrow.
Come with me."

      	Bob spoke up. "What, just on her say-so?  How do ya' know she
isn't lyin'?"

      	Marsha stopped in her tracks and considered the point.  "Can
anyone here corroborate her story?"

      	By this time, there were only a few kids in the hall.  Class had
started and, quite frankly, no one was willing to face Ms. Ellis.

      	"I can," stated Tina.

      	"Oh, yeah, like she's not gonna stand up for her dyke friend,"
snorted Bob.

      	Cindy knew if Jimmi had actually broken her hymen, it would have
been a different story.  But it was really only their word against
Bob's and his friends', who were now all proclaiming Jimmi's innocence.
 Knowing that if push came to shove, she wouldn't be able to defend the
punishment she wanted to levee, Ms. Ellis stood there for a moment.

      	"Alright.  While I'm sure I know what actually happened,
assuming Cindy is still intact, you won't be suspended.  But your right
of Request is revoked, just like Bob's."

      	There were more protests, but Ms. Ellis raised a hand.  "Quiet!
Any more words, and I revoke it for the rest of you, as well.  The
Program is not a right."

      	Ms. Ellis looked a question at Cindy, who blushed scarlet and
said, "No, Ma'am, he didn't actually break anything."

      	Just before they went into their class, Bob turned around and
said, "She won't be able to protect you forever, dyke."




Tina:

      	As Bob finished his threat, Tina wondered what she should say,
if anything.  Realizing that there was nothing she could say to defuse
the situation, she said nothing.  Even that, she was sure, wasn't
helping anything.  Bob and his pals were going to be trouble, pure and
simple.

      	"Cindy," she said in a low voice before they entered class, "you
are not to go anywhere alone, at all.  Do you understand?"

      	Cindy looked at her with wide, crystal blue-eyes and nodded.
Tina could feel the girl was very aroused.  The fear did it to her.
That was fine, if she channeled it correctly.  But Tina knew that Cindy
didn't have enough experience to do that.  She sighed inwardly, knowing
that she'd have to really keep an eye on her.

    	Today, people seemed to be a lot more aware of Tina that they had
yesterday.  This was not necessarily a good thing.  People were more
aroused, which meant that more energy was produced, more than yesterday
for sure, and she hadn't handled that very well at all.  By lunch, she
was really going crazy.  As she and Cindy were starting to eat, she
noticed that, just like yesterday, people started to gather at the
tables around them.

    	Cindy was trembling with arousal.  She'd tried to keep it under
control, but Tina knew the whole idea of actually getting to be a sex
slave was driving her crazy, not to mention some of the discrete things
Tina'd whispered in her slave's ear.

	Someone finally approached the table.  Tina glanced up in surprise:
it was one of the Seniors.  In fact, it was one of the football
players, a very popular guy that Tina only really knew by reputation,
even though he was in her bio class.  He was quite good looking --
brown hair just a bit long, well-built -- and she'd never heard anyone
say bad things about him.  She wouldn't mind spending a little
horizontal time with him, but she thought that he was dating someone,
not that she could remember who.  Maybe he was between girlfriends?

    	"May I sit down for a minute?" he asked.

    	Tina smiled and said, "Is that a Request?"

    	He laughed as she motioned for him to join them.  Tina could tell
that Cindy's heart was going a mile a minute.

    	"I heard you ladies were getting a hard time from Bob and his
little group of rejects," Randy said.

    	"Not really," smiled Tina.  "I don't think he can actually get it
hard."

    	Cindy giggled, but froze when Randy looked at her.  Tina could
feel her slave's heartbeat skyrocket.  Cindy somehow recognized what
Tina already knew:  Randy was a dominant.  Not a real experienced one,
but he definitely had potential.  They talked for a few minutes, and
Tina decided that she really liked him.  She also had no idea why he
was talking to them, since she was now sure he had a girlfriend.  She
couldn't remember who, but he did.

    	As it turned out, she was right.

    	"Randy, what are you doing with that... person?" came a voice.
Deborah's voice.

    	The boy winced before turning around and saying, "We're just
talking.  Tina and Cindy were having a little problem with Bob today."

    	Deborah snorted and tossed her head, completely ignoring Tina and
Cindy.  She stood there, tapping her foot; it was clear she was waiting
for Randy to leave the table.

    	"Well," he said, getting up, "It was nice talking with you both."

    	The girls smiled at him as he left.  Deborah never even looked at
them.

    	"That was really strange," said Cindy.

    	"Yup."

    	"I wonder what he wanted?"

    	Tina had no idea and said as much.  She suspected that he was
drawn to her, since he was so dominant and she was submissive.
Certainly, Cindy was very submissive and was acting that way very
obviously today.  Speaking of which...




Cindy:
    	Cindy was finally getting a grip on things, so to speak, after
Randy left, when Tina got a look in her eye.  Cindy didn't know what
that look meant, but Ari could have told her.  Ari, however, wasn't
here.



    	"Cindy, love," said Tina quietly as she leaned forward, "I'd like
you to do a little something for me."

    	Cindy gulped.  "Yes, Mistress?"

    	"You're doing very well today, don't you think?" asked Tina.

    	Cindy nodded warily.  She knew that Tina had something up her
sleeve, just not what.

    	"But I'm willing to bet that you're a little horny right now,
aren't you?" smiled Tina.

      	Cindy nodded, her heart speeding up and her pussy getting more
slick by the moment.  The posing she'd done earlier had left her pretty
aroused, but it had died down a little -- right up until the time Tina
had started verbally teasing her a while ago.  There was just something
about Tina that turned her on so much.  She had no idea what it was.
Sure, Tina was stunningly beautiful.  But Deborah was pretty hot too,
yet did very little in the way of arousing Cindy.  No.  It was
something else.  Her scent, her look, the way she held herself,
something.

      	"I'll give you a choice," smiled Tina.  "you can choose someone,
other than me, and ask for Relief from them, or you can beg me for
Relief in bio class today."

      	Cindy almost groaned out loud.  The thought of begging her
Mistress for Relief was sooo arousing.  But she was just too
embarrassed to contemplate that, despite the fact that she felt her
pussy clench with pre-orgasmic spasms when she pictured it in her mind.
 No.  She wasn't that brave yet.  On the other hand, knowing that she'd
have to choose someone here didn't do much for her state of mind,
either.  Fortunately, she thought she had a way out of this.  If the
person she asked for Relief wouldn't do it, then she'd be off the hook.
 Embarrassed that she'd asked, yes, but she wouldn't be having an
orgasm in the cafeteria.

      	Cindy replied, "I'll ask someone here, Mistress."

      	"Go ahead," smiled Tina, her eyes dancing.

      	Cindy got up and walked over to where Robert and Jennifer were
sitting.

      	"Hi," she said in a shaky voice.

      	"Hey, Cindy," said Robert.  "Everything okay?  You look a little
flushed."

       	"Yes.  Um... I have a favor to ask..." her voice trailed off.

       	"Sure, what can I do for you?" replied Robert.

       	"Um, thanks, but um... Jennifer would be, uh, better."

       	"Oh, yeah?" replied Jennifer.  "What's up?"

       	Jennifer had looked up as Tina wandered over and smiled at the
girl.  Cindy glanced at her Mistress.  She was scared and exhilarated
and so very aroused, all at the same time.  Still, it wouldn't do to
have someone give her an orgasm in a crowded cafeteria, so...

       	"My Mis... Um, Tina bet me that I'd be too scared to ask
someone for, um, Relief here in the cafeteria.  So, I'm asking if you
would do it. Give me Relief, I mean," Cindy finished.




Tina:

       	That little brat!  she thought as Cindy walked over to Robert
and Jennifer.  Tina was sure she knew what Cindy was up to.  Cindy was
going to fulfill her Mistress' command, but get out of it at the same
time by asking someone who she knew was too straight to give her
Relief!  While not technically against the rules, Tina considered it an
implied condition that Cindy would choose someone who would be likely
to grant her request for Relief.

       	Sure enough, Cindy went for the technicality to get herself out
of the embarrassment.  Tina knew that she was going to have to explain
to Cindy that, when slaves outwit their Mistresses, there were
consequences to pay.  There was a flogger and a lot of teasing time in
Cindy's future, that was for sure!

       	Jennifer looked startled for a moment, blinking in confusion.
However, she was anything but stupid, and quickly came to the same
conclusion that Tina had, just not with all the details.

       	"Uh, huh," she said, casually dipping a fry in some ketchup.
"So ... what was the bet?"

       	Tina smiled and said nothing.  She wasn't going to bail Cindy
out of this one.  She'd thought she was going to put one over on Tina?
Well, she smiled, go fer it.

       	"Um... yeah.. we , uh bet um... lunch," said Cindy, blushing
down to the tips of her rose-colored nipples.  Nipples which had
actually deepened to a very dusky rose and were quite erect.

       	"Bullshit," said Jennifer, her eyes twinkling.  "Program
students get lunch free all week."  Another fry, bathed in ketchup,
disappeared.  "So, Tina, you wanna tell me what the real deal is?"

       	"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it," replied Tina.  "This is Cindy's
show, not mine."

       	"Hmmm," said Jennifer.

       	It was at that moment, that Tina had a feeling that little
Cindy was in for a big surprise.

     	"Sure, Cindy, I'll grant your Request.  With one condition. Tina
has to tell me what's really going on," smiled Jennifer.

     	"Oh, ah, I couldn't ask her to do that," said Cindy quickly, "But
thanks anyway..."

     	"Sure," cut in Tina.  "I'll be happy to tell you.  But you gotta
do her here."

     	"Oh, that's not a problem," said Jennifer, licking her fingers
clean.   "C'mon, Cindy.  Up on the table."

     	Tina could tell that Jennifer wasn't nearly as calm about this as
she pretended.  But, she was also curious --  about several things.
One of which was what was going on.  The other was what it would be
like to give another girl an orgasm.




Cindy:

     	Cindy actually had a small orgasm, right then and there.
Jennifer, who was admittedly straight, was going to make her cum right
here in the friggen cafeteria!  Genius plan, Cindy, she thought to
herself.

     	"Umm... look, it's okay," said Cindy.   "I know you're straight,
and I..."

     	"Get up on the table, Cindy," commanded her Mistress in a soft
voice.

     	Cindy let out a little whimper as that voice shivered along her
nerves, sparking little explosions of pleasure.  She missed the look
that Jennifer gave Tina.  Shaking a bit, she got up on the table, her
knees together, hoping that Jennifer would chicken out.

     	Tina positioned herself right behind Cindy.

     	"Sweetie," said Jennifer to Cindy, "I can't do much for you with
your legs closed."

     	Cindy was panting and almost felt like she was floating.  This
had sooo backfired.  Three naked chicks, all together?  Everyone was
looking!  It was obvious now that bio class would have been the better
choice.  She slowly opened her legs, and Jennifer ran a long-nailed
finger up the inside of her thigh.

     	"Remember not to push inside, Jennifer," said Tina.  "She's still
cherry, no matter how much of a slut she appears to be."

     	Jennifer looked a little startled by Tina's crude comment.  But
Cindy couldn't help giving a little moan deep in her throat.  She was
oozing so much juice, she was sure there was a puddle on the table by
now.  Then the other girl's fingers grazed her swollen outer labia and
she sucked in her breath.




Tina:

     	"Don't you dare cum yet, slut," she whispered in Cindy's ear.

     	She knew that Jennifer heard the comment from the look on her
face.  Tina could feel -- and smell -- Jennifer's arousal.  Apparently,
the other teen wasn't as straight as she'd thought.

     	"Open your legs.  Wider," ordered Tina.

     	Jennifer was now rubbing the small girl's soaked pussy, and Tina
knew that Cindy was millimeters away from cumming.  She wished that she
had the same power as her Goddess to keep someone from having an
orgasm, but she had to rely on Cindy's rapidly-fading control.

     	"Jennifer, I bet that Cindy would love to come while you were
pulling on one of her nipples.  Like this."

     	It almost was Cindy's undoing.  Tina roughly grabbed and pinched
one swollen nipple really hard, crushing and rolling it between her
strong fingers.  Cindy bucked and almost came.  She also totally forgot
herself, her world having narrowed to the beautiful woman playing
expertly with her pussy and to her Mistress hurting her nipple in just
the right way.

     	"Please, oh please, Mistress, can I come, please?" Cindy begged
in a quiet voice.

     	"Jennifer, I bet you could get her to scream when she cums, if
you play with her other nipple.  Nice and rough, the way she likes it,"
said Tina.

     	Jennifer appeared calm, Tina knew, but was anything but
unaffected by what was happening.  The teen's pussy was swollen and
wetting her upper thighs; Jennifer couldn't believe how turned on she
was by Cindy.  And, she had to admit, Tina as well.  One shaking hand
reached out and gripped Cindy's nipple.

     	"Harder," reminded Tina.  "The slut likes it rough."

     	Jennifer (whose nipples were extremely sensitive) complied,
wincing with the realization of how much this would hurt her.  Tina
knew that she'd do it, though; she was having too much fun getting
Cindy off.

     	"Oh, God... no more please, Mistress, please, I can't..."

     	"Go ahead, love; cum all you want," whispered Tina, giving Cindy
a soft kiss on the cheek.

     	Cindy did.  She actually shrieked out loud, drawing even more
attention then before, bucking her slim hips against the
all-too-knowing fingers playing with her sex.  Sweat dotted her skin,
and Tina licked her shoulder, tasting the salty liquid on her tongue.
Of course, all the energy that Cindy produced shot right into Tina's
body, causing her to softly moan and bite Cindy's shoulder hard enough
to leave a mark.  That pushed Cindy into another orgasm.

     	Tina watched Jennifer step away slightly, raising her fingers to
her mouth and giving a tentative lick, tasting Cindy's cum.  Tina held
the trembling girl in her arms, inhaling the musky/sweaty scent of her
skin and loving every bit of it.  Finally, the small girl calmed down,
hiding her face in her Mistress' shoulder.




Cindy:

     	The orgasms had been mind-blowing.  With her Mistress whispering
to her and all those people watching -- not to mention the beautiful
senior playing with her pussy -- Cindy had felt overwhelmed with
sensation and had come like gang-busters.  She knew she should be
embarrassed, but right now, in Tina's arms, inhaling her deep, musky
scent, Cindy felt safe and loved.  Tina brushed her hair with her
fingers to calm her, then, when she got herself under control, Cindy
pulled away a little.

     	Her first sight was of a very cute redhead just finishing giving
Robert a blowjob.  He wasn't shy about cumming in the least, and gently
held her head as he unloaded into her mouth.  Cindy noted that he did
not force her head onto his spurting dick as she herself would have
liked.  Cindy knew enough to know that Robert was being considerate.

     	"Don't you think you should thank Jennifer, Cindy?" asked Tina.

     	"Yes, M... Tina."  Cindy looked at Jennifer and said, "Thank you
very much.  That was, uh, really, really great."

     	"You're welcome," said Jennifer with a big grin.

     	"Don't you think you should offer her Relief?" asked Tina.  "Ask
if she'd like you to give her an orgasm.  Offer to eat her pussy."

     	Cindy went a little pale, but her Mistress knew her too well.  As
scary as the thought was, Cindy knew that if Jennifer asked her to,
she'd do it.  It would be so incredibly embarrassing to eat out another
girl, right her in the open cafeteria, but she'd do it if her Mistress
wanted her to.

     	"I... if you'd like, I'll give you Relief," said Cindy shyly.
"Any way you'd like.  It's the least I can do."

     	The other girl had finished with Robert, but there were plenty of
other guys just waiting to see if anything else would happen.  Cindy
thought that maybe that unnerved Jennifer a bit.  Then she remembered
that Jennifer was straight and might be annoyed by her offer.

     	"I'm sorry," Cindy hastily added.  "I know you don't like girls,
and I didn't mean to offend you..."

     	Jennifer quickly leaned in and kissed Cindy, right on the lips.

     	"Oh, don't worry, hon.  I'm not offended.  In fact, if I weren't
already in the Program, I'd be off to the office to change my
preferences from straight to bi.  But don't worry.  I'm fine.  No
relief needed."

     	One of the guys spoke up from their audience. "Hey, I'll be happy
to help you if you need it."

     	A number of other guys added their offers, as well, but Jennifer
thanked them and declined.
        
     
End Chapter 2

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