Perverts 'R' Us

Oh son what have you done?

By Pagan ( m+/F, m+/f, rape, oral, anal )

Copyright kayce69@fsworld.co.uk

"How dare he? What gives him the right to touch something that's not his? What type of girl does he think I am? The bastard-pervert actually put his hand on my bottom and was trying to push his finger in to my asshole!"

Lara Hill was furious. "God, how I hate men." Ever since she got this teaching job, she'd been pawed and groped by the male staff, forced to wear an above-the-knee skirt by the head, and keep her legs closed all the time, as men were always trying to look up her skirt to get a look at her pants. She was fed up with being ogled at by the boy pupils, and she'd had enough.

Lara Hill was a very pretty 23-year-old. If she hadn't gotten to wear very strong glasses, she would have been an absolute stunner. In fact, all her family thought with an hourglass body like hers she would go into modeling, but her heart had always been set on teaching young children. Unfortunately for Lara though, that had not all come true.

Due to spending a lot of time nursing her family through illness, she had missed a lot of studying and had only just passed the exams. Many other teachers with higher qualifications got the prime placements with the country schools, which meant Lara had to move into the inner city zones.

Lara had been lucky. She got digs with a lovely woman whose husband worked away a lot. Judy Allen was a fine-looking woman in her mid thirties. She'd had a couple of kids, but she still had a great firm and well-endured body. She had met Lara in the local store, and they had started talking. When she found out Lara was looking for digs, she eagerly offered her spare room. She could have it at a very cheap rent until she got on her feet and found a job. It took three months for the job to finally break. Not the best of schools, but it was a start up the ladder.

In that three months, Judy, was very lonely and had a very high sex drive. With her husband being away so often, and knowing Lara was away from home for the first time, the lovely, naive Lara was easily seduced by the sexy older woman, and they became lovers. Judy decided that once Lara got the job it would be best for Lara to get a place of her own. So, Lara took out a large loan to cover furniture, pay off the outstanding debts she owed her parents, and pay the rent in advance. Judy kept it a secret from her husband, then stood as guarantor to help. It also meant that Judy would have somewhere to have hot lesbian sex with Lara if Anthony was home, so the innocent Lara took on the massive debt and moved in.

The bell for the next lesson brought her back to how much she had hated this school. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the world through the blur of her very poor eye-sight, then put her glasses back on, this time looking around her to see the gauntlet she had to run to get to her next class.

She could see Higgins by the door. She knew he would press himself as hard as he could against her and try and get a feel up her skirt, but that seemed to be all. She got up and went for it. A small grope from Higgins and she was out the door, heading for classroom twenty, and the 4 Alpha gang. Two-thirds of them were in silly red gang jackets, and they were the biggest bunch of perverted shits in the building. She entered the door to whistles, catcalls, and "Get 'em off and get your laughing tackle round this."

"Please sit down. This is a classroom. Please, you are here to learn." Still the noise continued. Lara could hear all the filthy remarks they made.

"You sit down and spread them legs. Give us a look at the crack between your legs. We only want to learn what turns you into a fuck baby."

"Yeah, we want you to sit on our faces for us to tongue your beaver. Come over here and show us your cunt."

Ross and J. D. sat at the back of the class in their distinctive red jackets, looking at the pathetic attempts Lara was making to get some order. "She does look like that model, what's the bitch's fucking name?"

J. D. leaned back in his chair. "You mean Caprice? Blond, leggy, and fucking gorgeous and god, I could fuck me some of that."

Ross slowly nodded. "Yeah, we got to get her alone and all to ourselves and have us a piece of what's between them legs."

Ross stood up. "Shut the fuck up, the lady wants to speak!"

There was a deathly hush across the room as he sat down. Nervously, she continued with the lesson, which nobody took the slightest notice of. It was in the yard where talk was of the important things of life.

"So how are we going to get in her pants? I just got to have me some of her cunt."

Ross looked at the young boy. "So you think you're man enough to fuck that good-looking cunt, do you?"

Ziggy looked at Ross. "Yeah, why not? I been thinking, if I got kept in on one of dozy Duggy the caretaker's early nights off, then she would have to lock up. Her and me alone in the building, get her clothes off, it's got to be fucking time."

Ross stroked his jaw. "That ain't a bad idea."

Suddenly there was a noise behind the small wall. They looked and it was a little fat kid. Ziggy grabbed him and hauled him in front of Ross.

"Oh, for fuck sake! Not you again, you little fat faggot. Why are you always hanging round us? You keep listening to our plans. You gonna tell on us? I think it's time you were taught a fucking big lesson."

"Right, you little asshole. What's your name?" The kid looked scared shitless, "I said, what's your fucking name?"

"It, it's, Oliver Allen, why?" Ross pulled a long knife from his belt.

"I'm going to carve it on your butt. Get his trousers down." Ziggy and Turk grabbed him as J. D. undid the kid's belt and pulled the zipper down and then his trousers. His pants came down with them as well. Everything stopped when Turk roared with laughter and pointed at the tiny, pathetic prick hanging below his little fat belly. "I got a better idea, let's strip fat boy, carve him, and put him in the middle of the girls' yard. That should get some laughs."

Ziggy grabbed him by the hair. "Can I give my dick a birthday and fuck his fat ass first?"

Turk laughed again, "As long as he sucks my dick empty while you're doing him."

Oliver burst into tears as his shirt was pulled up and off and his arms were being tied behind him with his own belt. As he was bent over the wall and fingers were pulling his ass cheeks apart, he suddenly blurted out, "Please, no! Stop! You can't! Oh god no! Don't hurt my ass! No, please don't fuck me! Stop! Oh shit, don't tell my mum it was me, but listen, that teacher you really want to fuck? I've got pictures of her and she's naked." There was a silence and everything did stop.

Ross bent down beside him. "What was that?"

Oliver still didn't look at him. "I, I got pictures of her." He was hauled back up.

"You better not be making this up. Now you little shitter, tell me everything."

Oliver took a deep breath. "She used to live at our house. Her and my mum were, eerrr," Ross looked hard at him and toyed with the knife. "They were, oh shit, please promise you won't tell my mum it was me that told you, but they were lovers, and they took photos of each other, and I know were they are."

Ross put the point of the knife under Oliver's balls. "Anything else we should know about these cunt-lapping lesbians?"

Trembling with fear, Oliver continued. "There's letters, eerrrr, love letters. Err… Yes, lots, and they're real sexy."

Ross stabbed at the fleshy bag. "If I haven't got lots of photos and letters in my hand, right here, by this time tomorrow, you'll be eating what my knife could take off right now, you understand," Oliver nodded.

Ross stood up and walked away followed by three members of his sixteen-strong Alpha gang.

Tiny, who was the biggest boy in the school, and Cal, a real nasty piece of work, were with the other four as they stood around waiting for Oliver to deliver the goodies.

"He ain't gonna turn up. It were all bullshit. I will cut his fucking balls off myself."

Ross paced up and down. "You will have to join the queue. I'll fucking slice him so he-----." He was cut off as Oliver turned the corner, and with trembling hand he gave the flat package to Ross, "Hey, shit head, don't you fucking move."

Ross eyed the contains, "Fucking hell, he's legit! It's jackpot time! She a cunt-lapper! Go on, piss off, kid. And don't come back, ever."

The rest of the break time was spent reading letters or imagining what they could do to what they were looking at. Ross forbid any kind of talk about what they had, or giving any clues to Lara Hill as to what they were planning to do to her.

It was a week the following Friday that the plan could be put in to operation.

The 4 Alpha had the last lesson with Lara, and the caretaker had to go across town on the usual monthly school business, so he had to be away ten minutes after bell time.

They were at their worst - catcalls, dirty talk, and Ross could see she was losing it. Then the magic words he wanted to hear, "Right, it is obvious that most of you will be staying until this assignment is finished."

The non-gang members finished on time for the bell the other 18 just messed around. Lara banged the desk. "I mean it! You will stay here until you learn discipline. God, why did they do away with the cane? You should be thrashed until you learn respect. You should be bound over until you can keep the peace. There are pupils in this school that are leading lights. You lot are to dim to understand where your… your asses are. You should not-----."

"Here's the keys. Lock up on your way out. It's only the main door. Everything else is dead-bolted. Good night, miss." Duggy said as he headed out the door of the classroom.

Lara looked in amazement as the keys hit the desk. "But I don't understand. You can't mean… I------"

"Oh yes. Job to do other side of town. Must dash. Good night." and Duggy was out the door and whistling down the hall.

Lara looked nervously at the 16 boys and 2 girls before her. She got up and went to the filing cabinet. She thought if she looked for something and then made an excuse that it wasn't there, she could dismiss them and get out.

"Oh dear, I seem not to have the correct marking papers. You will have to go now. Errr… yes. Anyway, I'll sort it all out tomorrow. Class dismissed."

They all got up and started running around the room whistling and cheering. In the deliberate confusion, Lara didn't notice Turk disappear out of the door.

"Come on all of you, out. Get out and learn some manners for tomorrow." She went to pick up the keys, but they weren't there. "Has anyone seen the keys?"

Suddenly Ross started to chant, "Has anyone seen the keys? Has anyone seen the keys?" They all joined in. "Has anyone seen the keys?" They surrounded her, chanting until Turk's voice could be heard.

"I have, and Duggy's right, they lock the main door."

Lara pushed past them and made a dash for Turk, but he was out and away. She looked back at them. The first thing she saw was Cal leering at her. She turned and ran.

Ross counted to ten and shouted after her. "Ready or not, here we come."

The tight, short skirt made running difficult. She stopped and pulled off her high heels, and then continued to run. Fear swept through her as she tried to find a place to hide. The tight, red top was hot as she tried to control her breathing. There was no point going up, the only places big enough and open on the ground floor would be the assembly hall or the gym. The sound of running feet behind her made her mind up for her as she darted into the assembly hall.

The hall was big and strewn with chairs, tables, and platforms. Ducking down between a platform and a chair covered in curtains, Lara took several deep breaths. Her large, firm breasts clung to the hot sweater. God, she was hot from running. Bang! The doors flew open. She heard whispers, and she fought to hold her breath. There were footsteps everywhere, and she bit her lip to stay silent as loud clicking noises filled the room.

Her eyes caught the flash of a spotlight as it criss-crossed the room, then another. They were up on the lighting gantry. Could she make a run, or should she wait? Then she heard Ross shout, "My leading light has found a nice, round ass!"

She looked quickly behind her only to see one of the spotlight beams being played on her bottom. Before she could move, Turk stood in her path.

"Hello, Mufti." Lara swallowed, and her mind raced. That was the pet name Judy had for her when they made love. How did they know? But there was no time to think. She was going to have to act. She bolted straight at Turk and pushed with all her might.

Turk just moved. She missed him and ended up in the powerful grip of Tiny. "Mufti want to play?" he grinned into her pathetic face.

She looked at him. "Let me go or-----" before she could finish, Turk pulled her glasses off and Jacko pulled her wrists together. With Tiny's grip on her, it wasn't long before the ropes were biting into her flesh.

Kids gathered around her. Without her glasses, she could make out six or seven hazy shapes until a spotlight beam played on her face, but she knew the distinctive voice of the Alpha gang leader, Ross Giffin. "Well Mufti, what were you saying before we were rudely interrupted? Something about being taught discipline."

Lara fought for answers as she heard more footsteps. Through the glare, the hazy shapes became more. The rest of the gang were arriving. "It's errrr just th…that discipline is a fine errrr quality in a person, and I feel that, errr," she was silenced by a slap.

"You've errrd enough today, and we have had to listen to it. Someone shut her up."

A large hand covered her mouth and she heard a ripping noise. It was curtains being torn into strips. A length was wound around her head four times. The thick material pulled her lips back and silenced her. The worst of it was, the way she was being held she could feel an enormous bulge in the trousers of whomever was behind her.

She felt Ross come close to her. "A little question and answer time, get her up on the stage - and Jo-Jo, go get the persuader. Can't have any wrong answer from teach."

She was pulled and dragged up on the stage, the spotlight never left her until she stood stage-center and her ankles were bound. She couldn't see anything, but she could hear the whispering.

Ross's voice boomed out in the near empty room, "So now you're bound over, do you still believe the cane should be brought back?" She blinked into the light. "One grunt for yes, and two grunts for no, it's simple." She was visibly shaking, "You will stay behind until you answer." She moaned into the gag. "Was that a 'yes' or 'no'? Perhaps you need to remember what a cane feels like? Jo-Jo."

She heard footsteps beside her, then silence, and then a whoosh just before a stinging blow hit her ass. Being tied, she couldn't move. The second one hurt more. "You still want the cane back?" She was sobbing and trying to breathe. "Still no answer. How about trying it on your bare ass?" There was a lot of cheering and shouts of, "Get them off, get them off!" Lara felt the button on the back of her skirt undone and the skirt pulled slowly down until it slid down and around the bottom of her long legs.

"Ah, Jo-Jo I said 'bare ass'." Lara made muffled cries as she felt fingers go into the back of her pants. Ross' voice boomed again, "You shouldn't be crying Mufti, you like to be naked. You ready, Ziggy?"

A voice came from the gantry. "Loaded and ready to fire."

Ross was in total command, "Ready to rock and roll, gang. Give the lady her glasses." Lara's glasses were put on her nose as the big screen flashed to life with a picture of her naked on a bed, her legs open, and her waving at the camera.

The whole room erupted with voices shouting back at the screen. "Hello Mufti." As her glasses were removed, she was left with the image of them all waving at the picture.

"Lady, that looks a nice beaver. Jo-Jo, let's have a look at the real thing." Her pants joined her skirt around her ankles and Ross spoke again. "Now, my children, you have seen the movie and there's more to come and 'cum' is the word. Now, let's read the book, as I read the lesson to the lady on the stage. Jo-Jo could you pull the sweater up a little? Show me some more ass. Oh yes, much nicer. As I was saying, the lady on the stage will answer some questions. If I don't like the answer, a sound thrashing will be the punishment. Are we ready?" Lara heard people talking and chairs moving.

Lara stood there in the glare of the spotlight, naked from the waist down, bound and helpless on view to these sick perverts. It was the voice of Cal that broke the silence. "Days with you are my reason for living, but our Fridays when my flicking petal can tempt your honey to drizzle on my pink suckers are the best."

There were roars of laughter and catcalls until Ross demanded quiet. "Jo-Jo, show her what she will get if she speaks out of turn, then take off the gag." The words hadn't left Ross' mouth when a stinging blow fired her ass cheeks. She could have been sick in the gag, and was still choking, as it was unwound. She finally sobbed.

"Right, teach, what's a flicking petal?" Lara took a deep breath.

"It's a… errrrr… it's my, err… friend's… er," There was the click of a finger and the whip of the cane stung again. This time she could scream, and to her disgust found herself pleading to the scum, "No more! It's my friend's tongue. Please, no more!"

"And honey to drizzle?" She sobbed loudly and took too long as the fingers clicked again. The next strike caught her just under the cheeks, and the scream was not so loud as it straggled in her throat. Quickly she blurted, "My pussy juice!" Another click another strike as Ross said, "Don't like the word 'pussy'."

"AAAhhhhhh! My cunt… My cunt juice. Oh God,"

Ross's voice never changed. "He ain't gonna help you. Now, what's your friend's name, and as it's Friday, where will she be?" All the fight gone, she sobbed, "Judy Allan, and at my apartment."

A slight hit of triumph, "And the address of your apartment?" She tried to see him, but all she heard was that awful click and the cane burned into her ass again.

"Apartment 3, 14 Bloombell Gardens. Don't hit me again, please."

She could hear the grin in Ross' voice. "Cal, just wait before you read another letter. So teach, you don't want Jo-Jo to whip your ass again?" Lara shook her head. " So be it. Ziggy take his place and let's get that sweater up and see some melons."

As the two youths changed places, loud sobs could be heard and a small "Noooooo" as her red sweater was pushed up and over her bra, then her bra pulled outwards letting her firm, milky-white tits fall into view.

Cal started again, "Lifting my present to you, pouring my favorite flavor, and licking my way to heaven will only be the start of my love this Friday." Ross was about to speak when Lara shouted out, "Lifting a black chiffon nightie, pouring chocolate and banana milkshake over my body and licking it off my breasts, all the way down to my cunt."

There was a click and the cane hit home. " I don't like breasts."

Lara screamed at him, "Tits! Tits… fucking tits!"

Ross smiled and clicked his fingers again, it was a pitiful cry, "What about nipples?" She sobbed as she said, "She chewed my nipples as well."

Ross said in a matter-of-fact voice, "That's more like it."

Lara stood and trembled at the thought of what these perverted half-wits could do to her. She soon found out, as Ross shouted, "So teach, you like to suck a nice cunt?" There was silence, "Well do you, or would you like a reminder from Ziggy?" Lara couldn't think of arguing with him and nodded.

Ross smiled, "There's two young ladies here. How about you give us all a little exception of your subject? Girls get up on the stage and take your pants off, as you're going to be in the spotlight. Teach wants to lick you into shape."

The two girls approached the stage as Ross shouted, "Untie her ankles and get the bitch on her knees and cut the rest of her clothes off. She won't be needing them and maybe the girls want to suck teach before we rip her cunt to pieces."

Soon Lara was on her knees. Ross snapped his fingers and the sound of wood hitting skin, followed by a scream with the word, "Why?" mixed in, filled the room.

"When you're on your knees, you keep those long legs open. I like your sweet juicy cunt on view all the time, and I mean all the time, so spread them."

Lara shuffled her knees as wide as she could as two hazy shapes appeared before her. She looked at both of them, trying to get a clearer look through her tear-filled eyes when a hand gripped her jaw. A voice she tried to recognize said, "Hey teach, you gonna suck my pink slit?"

Then another voice said "And your gonna suck me off too. This will really turn the boys on. I can't wait to see all your holes filled with hot male meat. After watching you suck cunt, they gonna be real hot for your nice bits and lady, you better be up for it. They got some funning planned for you."

Lara's brain tried to comprehend what was happening to her, but every time she tried to clear it, some other horrid thing happened to her. The blurred outline in front of her suddenly moved closer. By the time her eyes focused, she was staring at a pink slit, covered in a mass of black hair, framed by a strong pair of young, black thighs. Before Lara could even get used to the smell of the hot female scent, the back of her head was pulled forward and her face buried itself into the gaping slit.

Lara's head was held firmly into the cunt of the young, strong girl, and she was fighting for air when she heard Ross say, "You OK in there, teach? Ain't nothing you ain't used to. A nice, wet, juicy cunt in your mouth. You got ten minutes to suck and lick them two young cunts so they cream in your mouth. Every ten seconds after that Ziggy makes with the stinging, and believe me, with what we are going to do to your asshole later, you don't want that. Your time starts now."

Judy was always the one to lead and knew how to use her tongue. Lara was the least experienced, and having her hands tied made her realize her task was almost impossible. She pushed her head in as far as she could, forcing the girl to open her legs more. Her tongue flicked as fast as it knew how, up and down the pink slit until she took the fleshy clit in to her mouth and tickled it with her tongue.

She lost all track of time as her tongue drove furiously into the moistening slit. She hoped she was right, but it felt like the lips on the cunt were swollen. She drove her face harder, making her nose push up and down the nub as her tongue flicked at the wet hole relentlessly. She felt the girl shudder as she plunged her tongue in. The shudder was becoming a shake. "Thank God," she thought as the girl put her hand on the back of her head and ground her hips into her. Lara lapped hungrily as she sensed the juice starting to flow. She rocked her head, driving her head up between the open legs until the spurting of juice and a cry of pleasure brought the young girl to a climax.

Lara swung her head left and attached herself to the other girl. "God, what was the time?" she thought. Her tongue muscle ached from being forced so far out, but she continued to lick, since she knew she had to give this filthy girl intense sexual pleasure or the pervert behind her would have his fun with her bare, exposed ass. The girl's cunt was wet and Lara was making loud slurping noises. Despite her humiliation, she was doing anything she could to get the bitch to cum in her mouth.

Lara closed her ears to the horrid comments coming from the crowd as she tickled the now very wet hole. Lara could only think that watching her suck the other one had turned this one on, and she worked even harder, remembering what had been most successful to the last one. She had her head well between the open legs and was pushing her tongue at the cunt as if fucking it like a cock. She could feel the girl's juice and was sucking the nub to tickle more when her ass took the full force of the cane.

Lara open her mouth and screamed up the girl's cunt. It must have done something as the girl's legs buckled and she dropped, almost sitting on Lara's head. She knew she was about to come, so again she drove her tongue upwards. She knew she was going to get beaten again, but had to finish.

The second thrash came, but she worked through it. The girl couldn't and came, flooding down into Lara's mouth. The girl staggered backwards and Lara fell forward, her head on the floor, forgetting that it put her ass in the air. The cane struck home and she screamed again. Ross shouted, "I didn't say you could do that."

Ziggy's answer was, "Sorry, but it looked so nice I couldn't resist it."

Ross was not amused, "Well there's going to be a dozen cocks fucking what looked so nice and yours ain't gonna be one of them."

Lara groaned as Ross continued. "You have got to learn discipline, and as a punishment, you don't get to fuck her ass, just her mouth and cunt." Lara groaned again. A voice from somewhere shouted, "She looks so lonely up there, I bet she wishes she had her mate to keep her company."

Ross jumped up, "Fucking Ace, you're right! The night is young, why don't six of you go to Bloombell Gardens and visit? Maybe bring back something nice to eat for our favorite teacher?"

Lara was still on her knees as she saw shapes moving towards her. Ross' voice was louder. "Cal, pick some of the boys, get the key out of little missy's handbag, you know where her car is, take some letters and pictures and do the business. Tiny, J. D., bring some of those large chair cushions onto the stage. It's time for little teach to give a lesson in all-round dick relief.

The cushions thumped down on the stage, all around Lara. She looked at the large shape of Ross. "Well teach, your pretty little mouth has spent an awful long time telling me what to do. Now it's gonna do something for me. Up you come." He grabbed her hair, pulled her to a full-kneeling position, and unzipped his pants.

He slapped the side of her face with his rigid cock. "Suppose you're only used to having a whole hole in your mouth. Well this ain't no different. It's just you got to get a big length of meat down to the back of your throat before you got the whole of my hole in your mouth. Open wide."

The others were giggling as she made a whimpering noise and shook her head, he slapped his cock hard on her nose. "Open wide, you still got Mr. Whippy behind you and my fingers are twitching." Slowly her beautiful mouth opened and Ross speared her throat in one swift stroke.

She gagged and choked as his hands clamped her head and his hips thrust his length as far as he could. She tried to close her mouth and swallow, anything to breathe. He felt he teeth and shook her head violently. "For every tooth mark I will thrash you ten times, now suck!" He looked around at the eager boys, "Tigs, her cunt ain't busy, why don't you fuck her? Even you have got to be better than plastic."

She felt hands on her sore ass, pulling her slightly up, and a finger exploring her cunt. Then it started to shove in hard until there was room for another. A voice whispered in her ear, "Just getting you opened up a bit teach. My, your cunt smells sweet."

Lara couldn't see what he was doing, as she was still being pushed back and forth, with Ross' cock now well down her throat. She knew she was going to get fucked, but concentrating on breathing through her nose was keeping her alive.

A hard cock took the place of the fingers. She knew it wasn't big, but it was long and soon it was fully up her, touching places that hadn't been touched before. Both the cock in her mouth and the one up her cunt drove fast and hard. Ross changed from holding it in all the way and moving her head around to pulling out all the way, almost out of her open mouth before driving hard all the way back down, forcing gurgling noises from her mouth, much to the delight of the audience.

Ross was cumming, he shoved really hard and really fast, holding her in a vice-like grip until he spent his juice all the way down her gagging throat. Lara's eyes bulged as she struggled to get it all down. She knelt there choking, her arms still tied behind her, being fucked from behind.

"Tig, get on your back. We will lower her on you, then me and Ziggy can have the other two holes." The naked teacher was pulled up and turned, then forced down on the long cock. She felt it slide right up into her, and she knew from the way they were sitting she hadn't gotten it all in. Suddenly she was pushed forward and a finger was doing to her asshole what had been done to her cunt. She groaned at the thought of what was going to happen to her virgin asshole when her hair was pulled sharply up and another hard cock was forcing itself into her mouth.

As she tried hard to suck in the foul-tasting meat, spit was being shoved up her ass. A wet finger was pushing, turning, and screwing around her pretty pink ring, and as the cock in her mouth started to fuck her face, she felt the tip of the cock that was going to take her ass push. She knew there was no way she could stop, so she tried hard to relax her ass muscle. The pain was terrible as it broke through the tight entrance and rammed up into her bowels, then they started at her. She kneeled there, with fingers twisting and pinching her nipples, trapped between three pumping hard cocks that were ravishing her cunt, ass and mouth, knowing there were at least six more waiting their turn to use her.

The little blue Ford arrived in Bloombell gardens. The six occupants struggled to get out, and quietly they made it past the other car, got to the small side door that had Flat 3 on it, and inserted the key. It opened. They climbed the five stairs to a door that was slightly open, just being able to see in.

There was a woman about 5'5", and from the way the silk bath robe hung, she was definitely well-endowed. She had firm, large breasts and a nice round bottom, good legs, and a thick mane of black hair that made her look real good to the boys - good from head to toe.

"Hello is that St. Thomas hospital, you haven't had a Lara Hill of Bloombell Gardens admitted today, have you?" She was too engrossed in her conversation to hear the boys slide into the flat and lock the door.

"No? You're sure? If you should hear anything I will be on 0786654992. No, I will be at this address until Sunday. Well, thank you anyway." She put the mobile back in her robe and muttered aloud, "Where are you my darling?"

She jumped as a voice said, "You lost your Mufti?"

"Who the hell are you, and how did you get in here?" Cal ignored her as he approached her, holding one of the pictures. "She look something like this?"

She snatched the picture from him, "Where did you get this, what have you done with her? Where is she?"

Cal took the picture back, "Questions, Questions, Questions, and our teach says, a picture's worth a thousand words, so why don't we just take you to her and save all the noise?"

She grabbed at her mobile, "I'll call the police, then we will see who's taking who." Cal nodded to the others and there was a flurry of arms.

Judy lay face down on the floor, her hands tied tightly behind her, her ankles and knees strapped together, and a wedge of cloth taped firmly in her mouth.

"Right boys, let's have a look around." They all knew how to search, each picking different places to look and knowing all the hiding places. It didn't take long before they were coming up with the goods.

There were more letters and pictures, this time of Judy, naked and with sexy underwear. She was in many different pejorative positions, with long plastic cocks sticking out of her ass and cunt. They also found many different sex toys. Long, double-ended dildos, small clit stimulators, and many vibrators, some of which were in the photos. The best thing they found was a strap-on, with a long, black, vibrating cock. Cal looked down at the helpless captive, "Turn her over, boys. Let's have a looky at what we got here."

"My, my, what a nice-looking woman you are. Were you expecting someone?"

Judy's robe had come undone in the struggle, and she lay there as Al pulled the two pieces of material apart. She had on a fine mesh black bra with red edging, and her large, red nipples showed dark against the black. She had on a small pair of cut-away panties in the same material, only with a red heart attached, velcro over the open crotch piece, long black suspenders covered in red bows, and dark, short stockings with lace tops that left a lot of naked creamy white thigh exposed. Cal stuck his tongue out and wiggled it at the smiling boys. "Time to get to the heart of things."

Cal knelt by the struggling woman and ran his finger over the heart. "Don't you worry, we will take you to see Mufti. She's having lots of fun right now. In fact, I expect she's too busy to have anything to do with you and your little petal tempting honey onto your suckers, so we will keep you company here for a while and you can tempt our honey right into those lovely suckers of yours."

Cal grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her up. "Come boys, let's get her stood up." Hands pulled at her and soon she stood, trying to keep her balance. The six boys slowly paced around her. A little touch on the breasts, a little touch between her legs another on her ass, they found her nice, firm, mature ass a delight. The touches became slaps, mostly on her ass, but a few on her tits and cunt, grabbing at her mound and squeezing.

Cal held onto her cunt. "You bushy or shaven?" Helpless as she was, she ranted behind the gag. "Oh well, the quiet type are we? Have to find out for myself." He pulled at the little heart and it tore off. A fine black bush was revealed. He tickled his finger into it, as everybody watched his torment of the attractive woman.

"Now, we had to persuade Mufti that she wanted to try men. Do we have to persuade you, or are you going to be good and get fucked - and I mean by all of us - starting with a nice blowjob? You know, swallow all of us, so we can get the best from your other two holes."

She shook her head and stared in hate at this kid. Cal just smiled back, "I take that as 'no'. Oh well. Have it your way. Who's got the tape?" A roll of thick, sticky, carpet tape was handed to him. He knelt in front of her, tore off a length, and stuck it on her black bush. Then, with a quick yank of his arm, he pulled it off. The moan from Judy was pitiful as tears ran down her face.

He looked up at her as he tore off another strip. This time he turned it so it ran from the top of her slit up over her bush. Another quick yank, and the moan became a muffled shriek. Pulling off another length, Cal looked up. "You seem to be losing a few hairs. Lucky for me, you got such a nice, big bush. I hope I have enough tape to get your legs open and work on those ones up under. You know, all around your cunt lips, where it's most tender." She looked down at him and shook her head.

"No? Fair enough. Has anyone seen some scissors?" Someone handed him a pair, and he got up and pulled the black material away from her dark nipples. "Let's let these lovely pinkies out."

He cut two holes, and then stood back and looked at the red nipples sticking out from the mesh. He'd torn two small strips of tape and pushed them over her nipples, and then, still grinning, he pulled both of them off at the same time. Toby had to grab the squealing woman to keep her from falling.

His grin grew wider. "I either rip your nipples until they bleed, or pull the hairs off your cunt, or we can fuck it. Your choice. Give me a nod when you've made your mind up." Judy shook as she watched another strip being torn.

He pushed his hand between the bound thighs, and then fed the tape in, pressing it up so it covered her slit and the gap between it and her asshole and up to the nub of the clit. He stood up and grinned, his face almost touching hers. He nodded to Toby, who held her arms tightly. The grin never moved as he whispered, "This should make your eyes water."

Still his eyes never left her face, as he slowly started to pull forward. Judy, sandwiched between the two of them, couldn't move. The tiny hairs under her started to pull, and the pain was excruciating. Her cunt lips were being torn forward, the sensitive flesh sent searing pain into Judy's body until her head nodded furiously.

Cal looked in triumph. "Want me to fuck your cunt?" Pitifully, she nodded. He looked at the others. "Get her in the bedroom. The nice lady wants to play fucky time."

As the others dragged the bound woman into the bedroom, Cal picked up the letters and pictures. He entered the bedroom laughing. "Hey boys, you thought Mufti was bad? How about 'Pussiekins'?"

Toby bent down and stuck his face into her bush and licked at the nub. "Hello, Pussiekins." The helpless woman looked at the six youths laughing at her, unable to hide the tears that were running down her face.

Cal threw the knife over to Rod. "Cut her tit bag off and get rid of the pants. I want to see some cunt and tits. Oh, but leave the suspenders. They look fucking sexy. Get her legs undone and we will show 'Pussiekins' what her holes were really meant for, and any noise from you, lady, and what I have done will be a picnic to what I can do."

Judy sat on the edge of the bed. "OK, we are going to take the gag off. You have a 10 to 1 chance of someone hearing a scream, and in this neighborhood a 100 to 1 chance of someone coming. By then you will be one bleeding mess, and we will be gone. And as for Mufti, she knows we are here…Oops! You catch my drift?" Judy nodded.

Judy licked her sore, dry lips as the six youths took off their jeans. "OK, Pussiekins, on your knees in the middle of the floor. Get round her, boys. She going to be a six-piece band and do some blowing just for us."

Judy kneeled in the middle of the bedroom as they gathered around her. Six rigid cocks pointed at her. As she took the first one in her mouth and started to suck, she looked down at the filthy meat she was sucking into her mouth, and then up to the evil leering faces of the youths and realized what Lara must be going through.

They stood close to her, jabbing their hard cocks into her ears, slapping her face, telling her to "get a move on, or we'll cut another hole and use that". Fear drove Judy into sucking as she had never done before, using her throat to get this disgusting animal to cum in her mouth, knowing there were five more waiting to take his place.

By the time she was sucking the third, the others were getting impatient. Cal, who had already blown down her throat, decided it was time she was threesomed. Al could have her cunt, Rod her ass, and Toby would get her throat. Judy felt the third one starting to cum and dreaded what was going to happen to her next.

As she spat the filth from the third one out, she looked at Cal. "May I speak?" Cal bent down and played with her nipple. "As you ask so nicely, Pussiekins, why not?"

"Please don't fuck my ass. You can fuck my cunt. I can use my muscles to give you a good fuck. How about a good tit fuck, and I'll suck real good. But not my ass, please. If you take me to see Lara, I promise I won't say anything about what has happened here, please."

Cal looked at the pleading woman. The juice they had pumped into her dribbling down both sides of her mouth. "Ain't you ever been fucked up the ass?" She shook her head. "Oh, that makes it different. A virgin ass, boys, that makes two in one day. Gag her." Her pants were stuffed in her mouth and the tape stuck over. "OK, turn her round and get her head on the bed. Let them tits swing. Rod you get to pop her ass bud first."

Rod knelt behind her, and Toby found some lotion on the dresser. They giggled as Rod stuck the nozzle up her asshole and squirted. She tried to struggle as the cream oozed back out, but they held her firm. Rod pushed hard at the ring until his cock burst through. Judy moaned into the gag as the others encouraged their mate to rape her ass. Rod's huge cock was relentless as he drove as hard and as deep as he could, all the time whispering in her ear, "Come on bitch, wiggle your ass for me. You will get to love it. We are all going to have it, so you may as well enjoy."

His hips slapped painfully against her cheeks as he slammed into her ass, and every stroke became agony. She felt as though she was being ripped in half. She moaned pitifully as she felt Rod thrusting harder. "Get ready, bitch, for your first." She squealed as the hot fluid filled her ass and she sobbed into the bed-clothes.

Toby grabbed her hair. "You just get ready for me. I'm having some of you next."

The pain was terrible as she felt a bigger cock force her muscles to spread. The pain echoed around her body, and the cock felt as if it would burst right through her. Judy took that ass fucking, and then another from Al before the first three where hard again, so they took her again, all at the same time.

Rico was the last to finish fucking her. As his cock pulled out of her sore, swollen, well-filled cunt, Cal came back in to the bedroom. He had been checking that they had missed nothing. "You all finished fucking her for a while?"

He went to the bed and looked at the attractive woman. As he pulled at her nipples he said, "Don't worry, Pussiekins. We are going to take you to see about a dozen of our friends, and they will want to use everything you have to offer, just as they have with Mufti, so it's time you were reunited with the other shag toy and we will take your assortment of toys with us. You may want to use them."

Totally exhausted, they had no trouble in gagging her, leaving her arms bound, dropping her robe over her and taking her, just in stocking and suspenders, down to her car. There she was forced into the back seat to be molested again, to be the plaything of Rico and Toby as the two cars drove back to the school.

All the moaning and squealing Rico and Toby made her do while they fingered her cunt and pinched or sucked on her nipples did nothing to prepare her for the sight that met her as she was pushed into the school hall.

On the stage was Lara, her hands tied behind her and then fastened up to the lower light gantry, forcing her to bend over as she stood on her toes. Judy knew it was her, even though her face was obscured by a youth shoving his cock in and out of her mouth. Another filthy kid was fucking her ass as hard as he could.

Ross turned as he heard her scream into her gag. "Oh, welcome. You must be Mufti's playmate." Cal pulled her robe apart. Ross smiled. "And such a nice body. Ohhh, a sexy piece, with stocking and suspenders. Do you want to be my playmate, or have my boys worn you out? You do look a little sticky."

He beckoned them over. "I want to take your gag off, and if my boys are as good as I think they are, you will know the rules." He nodded and Rico ripped the tape off and pulled her pants out of her mouth.

She looked at him and then at Lara. Cal said, "This is Pussiekins. Here's her pictures and some letters, and some very interesting paperwork. Mufti owes big money and Pussiekins knows a little about it to." He laughed as he handed everything over to Ross.

Ross shouted, "Hurry up and finish fucking, teach." He slowly looked through the letters as Judy stood there being leered at by about eight youths. The two youths finished fucking Lara and casually walked off the stage, leaving her hanging there with bubbles of juice dribbling from her mouth. Ross looked up at her, and then to Judy. "You want to go say hello to your friend?"

As Judy ran towards Lara, Cal pulled her robe off, leaving everybody to watch her large tits swing as she ran up onto the stage. Her ass looked just as desirable as she bent by her lover's face. Judy looked over the lovely Lara's body, and she could see the red lines across her ass and her swollen red nipples. But her face, though splattered with cum, was still beautiful. She kissed her, and Ross' voice shouted, "It ain't her face that needs kissing, better try the other end."

Ziggy joined in. "Yeah, come on, give her cunt a kiss. Show us what you was gonna do tonight. We don't want to spoil your evening."

Ross looked up from the letters. "Tiny, go get her to do some cunt licking. Get the boys in the mood, then shag the shit out of both of them." Tiny went up on the stage and grabbed Judy by the hair, dragging her around behind Lara. "You lick and suck out that cunt, or I'll put some more lines on that pretty little ass of hers."

As poor Judy set to her task of licking at her lover's cunt for the perverts' enjoyment, Ross found the letter that Lara had written this week. "Listen to this, Cal:

My Pussiekins,

Oh how I wish it was Friday. It can't come quick enough, and I can't wait for you to make me cum.

Hey, Pussiekins, get licking. She wants to cum. Now, where was I?

If anything makes life tolerable at that filthy school, it's the thought of us together."

Ross sniggered. "(AAAAHH) All I have to do is get through Alpha 4 and the night is ours. Thank god Anthony's going away. Just ground the kids and let's have Friday night and all day Saturday to ourselves.

Love you so much,

Mufti.

Ross smiled at them all. "Looks like Alpha 4 is getting through, teach, and we have both of them to enjoy until Sunday morning." Al shouted from the side, "Pity we ain't got the daughter too. Pretty thing. Just ripe for the picking."

Ross stood up, "You mean fat Oliver has a sister?" Al came closer, "Yeah, her name's Heather. Going to be a looker like her mother."

Ross rubbed his chin. "This gets better by the hour. Who's got mum's bag?" Toby shouted, "It's in the car."

"Al, get the bag. Check the address, and go pay a visit. Let's see what Heather thinks of mum's fun. Who knows? She may want to join in." As Al grabbed a few of the boys, Ross finished with, "As if she's going to have a choice."

Judy's head was being held hard into Lara cunt as she tried to stop the gang from leaving, but Ross was climbing back onto the stage, followed by the rest of the gang. Lara was biting her lip as her cunt was starting to enjoy her lover's tongue. Ross slid his hand under and cupped her hanging breast. "Nice handful, teach, but your girlfriend's got more than a handful, and they look good enough to eat."

He nodded to Tiny, who pulled her head out from between Lara's legs. She looked at Ross. "Please, no. Have pity! Leave my babies alone!"

Ross bent and grabbed a handful of large tit. Squeezing hard, he said, "Lady, I don't do pity. Besides, you have enough problems to deal with, and that's without worrying what my boys are going to do to your babies. Now, open your mouth and start sucking cock instead of cunt, and for your sake, you better suck good. Tiny will look after your cunt. Me and my boys are in the mood for a fucking marathon, and you two will provide the fun." He looked around at the others, "Anyone want to be teacher's pet?"

The car rounded the corner. 4 was the second house in, and the four of them saw two lights on as they clambered out of the blue hatchback. Al held the door key as he slipped under the window and peered in. Oliver was alone in the sitting room, playing some video game. He must have messed up as he shouted, "Oh fuck the fucking game." A girl's voice called, "Oliver keep it down in there. I must get this project finished."

Sliding back along the wooden panels, he looked into the next window. Laying on a bed was Heather. A big, sloppy sweatshirt covered her down and just over her cute bottom. A nice pair of legs showed against the colored bedspread, finished off with white ankle socks. Al thought she looked a cute piece, a piece to have a lot of fun with.

He pointed at the front door and they all made their way towards it. The key slipped in, a deft turn, and they were in. They just walked straight in. Before Oliver could speak, a single glance from Al kept him silent.

Troy went over and grabbed him by the arm. "Go to your room and stay there. This ain't none of your business."

He looked at them, and then at his sister's bedroom door. Troy looked at him, "That's right, but still none of your business, unless you want to make it." He turned away and walked out the door. He hadn't reached his door before he heard a muffled squeal. He quickly went into his room and shut the door.

Heather struggled as something round was forced into her mouth. Someone sat on her legs and her arms were being pulled out either side as tape was stuck over her mouth, stopping her from spitting out the ball.

She tried hard to move her mouth and scream, but the tape held firm. Her arms ached as they were pulled hard out and up, bowing her back. Whoever was sitting on her legs slowly started to lift the bottom of the sweatshirt. She froze as a hand rubbed over her cotton pants and then gently started to slap.

She tried to look left and right, but the way they were holding her they were just out of eye line. She could still hear, "Cracking nice ass for thirteen. If her tits are as good, then there's only one of us that thirteen's going to be unlucky for." The slapping started to get harder.

Al slid his hand under her. "Bend her back a bit more. I want to see if this pretty little thing has got something to play with and suck on." Heather was pulled up, and her arms were in agony as she felt a hand go under her sweatshirt and crawl up her naked body. The slapping was getting harder and her ass was starting to sting. She felt the fingers curl around her firm, young globes. "Oh yes, a nice handful. This one's gonna party real well, but before we take her back, why don't we enjoy some cherry pie, all to ourselves."

Heather squealed as she felt fingers go into the waistband of her pants. A voice chuckled behind her, "Let's warm the cherry pie with a little bare-ass spanking. Woooeee, will you look at this cute ass!" She wriggled helplessly as a finger slid up and down between her ass cheeks.

"Who's got rope? Let's strip her off, crucify her, and then show that nice round ass some belt."

Heather put up a strong fight for a young girl, but four determined youths were never going to lose. Soon she was naked, and her arms pulled out either side and fastened to the side of the bed. Her ankles were tied tightly together and pulled hard down, fastened off at the bed-end. They put two pillows under her, forcing her ass to sit up, firm, round, and defenseless.

She moaned and grunted through the rubber ball as Al kneeled on the bed beside her. "You're going to lose your cherry tonight. I know you ain't done nothing, so you're in for some fun, big time. We gonna take all your holes, then you gonna visit your mum. She's keeping a lot of our friends happy, and you're gonna do the same. First, we gonna whip your ass some. When we have had enough of that, I gonna ask you if you want to do us good or you want to keep on with the beating. You just lay there and think about the answer."

She made wild, muffled cries and her head thrashed left and right as four belts slid out of their loops. Her head abruptly stopped and shot forward as the first belt struck, then another, again and again the cracking sound of leather against bare skin came in quick succession. The smacks were inter-mingled with muffled squeals as the youths mercilessly beat the young ripe bottom, laughing and pointing at the patterns they were making. The moans got quieter, and then Al stopped them. He kneeled by the sniffling girl. "Just imagine us turning you over and making those pretty patterns all over those fine young tits, or just imagine you on your hands and knees with my cock banging the back of your throat and a long, hard dick trying to touch it from the other end."

She groaned into the bed. Al grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it sharply back, "Belt or cock, choose or we will choose for you."

"No answer? Right. Turn her over and re-tie her the same." As they untied her arms and flipped her over, she shook her head. Al stopped. "Don't you want the belt?" Slowly her head swayed from side to side. Al smiled down at her. "Wise choice. Tie her hands in front and get her set doggie-style, Toby. Shane, flip for who busts her cherry. I gonna get a licking from the lovely Heather's mouth." As they pushed her into position, he grabbed her hair again. "Ain't I?"

Still holding the handful of hair, he ripped the tape from her mouth and put his hand under her mouth. Like an obedient dog, she let the ball drop into his hand. "That's it, you're learning. If it's gonna happen, it's gonna happen. From where I'm stood, you need to get you legs open. There's a big piece of meat aiming right at you back door."

As her head was being held up, she could see the evil in Al's face. He was enjoying her misery. His grin grew wider as a hand went between Heather's legs and had a pull at her small, dark bush. She bit her lip and tears formed in her eyes. His grin became a laugh. "Go on, part them lips. You're gonna have to soon. I gonna put my meat in between them."

A pathetic, "Please don't, I don't want to," was greeted by four voices chorusing, "Awwwwwww…. Little girly doesn't want to. Doesn't want a big fat cock up her cherry. Your mummy didn't want one up her ass, but she got lots. So is little girly. Time to take the meat."

A quick sting from a belt had her mouth open. Al drove his length into the small mouth. Holding her head, he stopped her from escaping as he slowly pushed. Just a pull back as she choked, only to push further next time.

Hands roughly pulled at her knees, opening her up as fingers played around her virgin cunt. She didn't realize that her wiggling to avoid the invading finger was only exciting the boys more. Another finger forced itself up into her asshole, sending her bottom into overdrive. The youths cheered Shane on as he forced his fingers up the two holes and moved them to move her.

The gurgling noises coming from her throat as Al fucked her face gave Shane the urge to break her in. The other two held her legs as wide as possible as he steered his cock into the tight pink slit. In a bit, out a bit, slowly opening her up, pushing in until he felt the moist lips close around the head, and then he gave an almighty shove and drove up and through her, ripping her innocence from her.

Al knew what was going to happen and had her head held firmly. His thumb and finger around her jaw pushed in between her teeth. He needn't have worried, as when Shane drove home her mouth opened wide enough for him to see his cock against her tonsils.

Toby and Drew kneeled on either side of her, playing with her hanging tits as the others rammed in, pushing her onto each other. Heather's body screamed at her, but her only concentration was on breathing. Her mind begged this torment to end, but the two boys banged into her fast, then faster as each one built up to an orgasm.

Shane was the first to blow, pumping her young thirteen-year-old cunt full. Her groaning became louder as Al pushed his meat further and faster down her throat. His fingers had stayed locked in place holding her jaw open. The only way he was cumming was by rubbing her throat and the roof of her mouth. She could do nothing to stop him.

"Jesus Christ I'm cumming!" was the last thing she heard as a load of hot juice hit the back of her throat. Heather, gagging and choking, finally felt the length of male meat pull from her mouth as she swallowed everything in an attempt to breathe again.

Before her brain could comprehend what had happened, another pair of pants were being removed in front of her. Hands were pulling at her cunt again, her head was pulled up, and another cock was slapping her face as a young excited voice told her to open her mouth for more.

Totally resigned to her fate, Heather opened her mouth and took the cock in. A second later she grunted as her cunt was filled again, and a sarcastic voice said, "Not bad for sloppy seconds." The two youths then started her second double-ended rape.

As the two youths fucked the lovely young girl, Al looked around the pretty little bedroom, and started opening drawers until he found her mobile. He sat on the side of the bed and switched it on. "Contacts, Search," he said, as he flicked through the names until he came to "MUM", a grin slid across his face as he pressed dial.

Ross jumped as he heard a mobile ring tone. Ziggy bent down, took it out of Judy's house robe pocket, and handed it to Ross. "Yeah?"

Al laughed. "Only you would answer a call with 'Yeah'. We got the kid. What's mum doing?"

Ross looked up on the stage, "She's having a fucking good time. Why?"

Al said, "Put the phone to her ear." Ross went up to where Judy was being fucked in the mouth and cunt, and looked at Tiny. "Take your dick out her mouth. She has a call." He put the phone to her ear.

Al said, "Hello mum, what's happening to you?" There was silence from Judy. All Al could hear was her grunt as someone was fucking her from behind. "You better talk to me or lucky white Heather will be a lot redder next time you meet."

"Oh no, please don't hurt her! No, no."

"Oh, shut the fuck up, whimpering and tell me what's happening to you."

"I'm… I… I'm being fucked in the cunt while I kneel and suck another cock."

"Hey, that's a coincidence. Like mother, like daughter, but you need to train her more. Nearly fucking choked on her first face fuck. But we're working on it. Only got her ass to break in, but you will see that. We will be bringing her there as soon as we have filled her again."

"Why don't you listen?" He put the phone by Heather's mouth. Judy listened, "Say hello to mummy." Heather tried to say something, but all that came out was the "aaaappphhh, aaapphh, aaaphh" of a cock fucking her mouth. Al took the phone back, "Sounds good don't she? Your little girl is taking a fucking from both ends. She looks good, too, and a nice handful of tit. Gonna look like you. Oh, stop sobbing and get your face back on whoever is fucking your mouth." He switched off the phone.

Judy looked at Ross, but before she could utter what she was thinking, her hair was pulled sharply up and Tiny's cock jammed itself back into her mouth. Ross smiled down at her. "Seems your kid ain't a kid anymore. Looking forward to giving her one myself," and went back to his seat.

Heather squealed as they humped into her, filling her cunt and mouth for the second time. They pulled out of her and she sank to the bed. "Get the fat kid, he got them into this, the least he can do is clean his sister up. Can't have her meeting the boys with blood and cum all over her legs and ass. Go get him."

Oliver was dragged into the room, his eyes opened wide at the sight of his sister naked and well-fucked, laying on the bed. Al got hold of him. "Take her in the shower and clean her up, especially her cunt and ass. Move now, fat boy."

Oliver approached Heather and tried to lift her, but she just looked at him through glazed eyes. "Come on, sis. Don't annoy them, just come with me." He pulled and lifted her until, on shaking legs, she staggered towards the shower. Oliver leaned her against the shower door as he turned the water on. He helped her in, only to be pushed, fully dressed, in after her. The four stood around and watched him start to rub soap over her. Her hands, still tied, tried to cover her violated slit.

Al snapped at her, "Shift your hands. He's gonna wash that cunt of yours so it's all nice a clean for the main man to have a play with. Come on, get them hands up above your head. You got a cute body and I want to see it all. Wouldn't mind soaping you up myself."

Oliver started on her legs and worked his way up, rinsing the blood away. Soon he was between her legs. Al told her to open them so her brother could get at her slit. Heather turned her face into her up-stretched arm and she opened her legs to let her brother have free access to her sore cunt.

Shane was the first to taunt Oliver. "Go on, she won't mind. Stick your finger up her cunt." Troy quickly followed, "Clean the shag toy out. We need her ready for action again."

Drew followed, "And don't forget her sweet asshole," he laughed.

"We won't."

Oliver had never touched a girl before, and often lay in bed jerking his hard-on at the thought of his lovely sister's body.

He didn't look at her, but he soon started to finger her, letting his soapy fingers trail along the slit and then ease up her. The excitement was too much for him, and his wet clothes clung to him and his little hard dick showed.

"Oly's getting a hard on, finger-fucking his sister. You dirty little boy." He moved himself around the shower, but it was too late. "Get you pants off now!" He looked over his shoulder at Drew. "Get your fucking pants off with one hand and finger-fuck sis with the other until we say stop. Now, you little ass-wipe, move it."

Oliver reluctantly pulled his shorts and pants down and kicked them out of the shower. His small t-shirts didn't cover his ass, and his silly, pointy little dick stood straight up. Al laughed, "I don't think that little weenie is big enough for a sister that looks as gorgeous as yours does, and it would be a waste to stick it in her mouth. No, you're just going to have to pull it yourself. We will let you finger-fuck her while you do. Well, it's the least we can do, ain't it boys? It was him that gave us the three fuck toys to play with. Get at it, you fucking excuse for an ass-wipe."

Heather wept openly as her brother fingered her cunt, even bending to get as much of his fingers up her as she could. The sound of him grunting as his right hand moved furiously on his cock just added to her humiliation. Then the catcalls, "Go to it, Oly, fuck her good!"

"Give it to her. Spray your cum over the shag toy. Give her tits a suck you'll get off on it. She's got great nipples."

As Oliver's lips slipped over his sister's nipple, he shot a load of juice over her stomach and cunt. Troy, in between laughing at the pathetic sight, told him to wash it off. He never looked at his sister once as he cleaned his juice off her. Drew dragged both of them out the shower. "Cover the fuck-toy and get the little shit. He can go as he is, but put something over her. Don't need her catching cold, she has work to do."

They all headed for the car. Soon they were at the entrance to the school hall. Al stood there, savoring the laughter of the gang in the room. He smiled as his eyes fixed on the stage.

In the middle of the stage the spotlight lit up the two women. Judy, still with her wrists fastened behind her, was kneeling on Jason's cock. Rod was pumping her ass, and her black mane was being pulled hard back as her mouth strained upwards to where Lara was hanging. Lara's wrists were tied to the lower gantry. Her legs were held wide by Turk and Jacko, and all of them were watching Judy trying to lick her out. Tiny saw Al and wandered over to him. "They ain't letting her down 'til teach cums over mum's face, and this is the third time mum's had two up her, and she knows there's a queue."

Al pulled Heather over towards Ross. Oliver was told to sit in clear view of his mother and not move. Ross pushed away the jacket that covered Heather's naked body. "Oh, I love them young and ripe. Let's show mummy you're here."

Heather was pulled up onto the stage and stood between Lara's open legs. Judy didn't know what to do: stop and look at her raped daughter, or carry on trying to stop Lara's torment. Her mind was made up for her.

"Listen, baby girl, you bend down and lick on mummy's nipples. I'm sure Jas will keep yours hard. As for me, you just stick that pretty little striped ass out and something's bound to come up."

Heather bent forward. Judy couldn't look at her, but she jumped as her daughter's mouth closed over her nipple. Jason pulled and played with the lovely young breasts that hung above his face. There was a small moan as Ross ran a wet finger between Heather's legs.

He bent down to Heather. "You're gonna moan for me, baby girl. I'm gonna fuck your tight asshole, and I ain't gonna stop until your mum has teacher's cum dripping from her mouth."

Ross let his pants fall and stood behind the trembling girl. He put his fingers towards Judy's mouth. "Make them wet, mummy, so I can shove them up your daughter's ass." Knowing she was helpless to stop him she licked and spat over the stinking fingers and then watched them disappear behind her daughter.

Judy licked at Lara as she heard her baby squeal. She knew that Ross was defiling her daughter's asshole. She groaned as she heard him say, "That's one tight ass. She gonna be a great fuck." Little sobbing noises came from Heather, and Judy felt her stiffen as Ross said, "Here it comes, baby girl."

Judy could still see Ross, even though she was being forced to degrade the woman she loved in front of these animals, and Ross looked back at her. He blew her a kiss before running his tongue over his hand. His face broke into an evil smile as he massaged the wet hand around his rampant cock and waved at Judy before pushing between the ass cheeks of the helpless Heather.

A loud, wailing cry stopped the idle chatter in the hall as his cock broke through the young ass ring. The hatred in Judy's eyes was met with, "Go on, baby girl, take it all. I'm only the first of many that are going to bugger this cute ass of yours tonight, and your mum's got her strap on with her, so she can fuck it to."

Judy felt Lara getting wet. Was she getting off on what was happening under her? As her daughter's suffering would only end quicker if she moved quicker, her tongue darted over the exposed clit. Faster and faster as the moans above became louder. Her eyes caught sight of Ross. He was grinning in her face as he pushed himself into her baby's ass.

He started to thrust, pushing his thick cock all the way in. Heather was sobbing, and Judy could do nothing but suck at the cunt hanging in her face. At least it was getting wetter. Ross could reach Lara's ass and he slapped it hard twice. The shock made Lara cum. Every body laughed as Judy kneeled there with juice running down her face.

She looked at Ross. "There, I've done what you wanted, leave her alone." Ross grinned back, "No way," as if nothing was happening, he looked at his watch. "We got 16 more hours to play with you. I ain't finished fucking this ass yet, and I certainly haven't finished with you or teach. And between you and me, I don't think the rest of the gang have finished, either."

Heather groaned. "Why don't the police come?" Ross let out a roar of laughter and thrust even harder up her asshole. "The only thing cumming around here is us. There won't be no police, because your mum don't want them. If your dad found some of these letters and pictures, you would be looking for a new home. As for teach, if the school governors found out about her fun fetish, she would be out of a job and with no chance of another school taking her on. That would fuck up the loan company, and your dad don't know fuck all about the amount of re-mortgaging your mum has put into her love nest. Oh no, all this is just between us, ain't it teach?" Jason and Rod finally came, filling up Judy's cunt and ass. As Ross continued fucking Heather's hole, he slapped Lara's ass hard, "I said ain't it, teach?"

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Lara put the red lipstick on and started to tidy her hair. Her cunt still felt sticky with male cum, so she took a wet tissue to the toilet again. She sat there trying to piss, thinking, "is it only a month since that weekend of hell?" Her whole lifestyle now was so different.

She started to let a golden stream of hot urine out, washing away the two loads of filth that Higgins and Robertson had left up her. Three times a week she only had three classes. The other three periods were taken up by being used by certain housemasters and the head. Today she had been in a small storeroom that had been cleared to accommodate her new-found activities.

After the gang rape, Ross had told the head all about Lara and Judy. Between them they decided to keep the letters and pictures. Lara was summoned to the head and told she had two choices, to be disgraced, or be used. Knowing Judy's situation, the money, her parents' health, and hopefully teaching in the future, she stayed at the school.

Today she went to the storeroom to be fucked by Higgins and Robertson. They enjoyed having the pretty blond that they once had to struggle to feel up, and now they had her all to themselves.

The men were waiting for her. As soon as the door closed, Higgins was taking her clothes off. "Well little miss Prim, on your knees. You now know your place in this school - mouth open, sucking cock." Both men spent the next 45 minutes in heaven. They had this pretty girl to fuck and play with, and she had to do everything.

After her humiliation at the hands of what she now had to call her masters, she had to take a lesson. Higgins had made sure she had to do it in her short skirt and he had kept her pants. With all that she still loved the teaching of nice children, and it was still her vocation.

She reported to the head the following period, who stripped her naked and then fucked both of her holes, helped by her mouth and several intervals with the cane.

This afternoon, her first period was her favorite class, and then followed Alpha 4.

Alpha 4's classroom now had a bolt on the door. Lara bolted it, and then she looked around at the leering faces. The class had only the gang members now, and they didn't do a lot - part of the deal they made selling her to the head.

There was one added student to the room. Lara saw the dark hair of Heather at the back of the class. Ziggy was sitting beside her, and he pulled her head up. "Say hello to teach, Heather." Lara looked at the glazed expression on the girl's face and wondered what filth they had injected into her this time. Before she could think any more, her head was pushed back down so her mouth could continue its work on Ziggy's cock.

Ross looked up from a large book. "Start stripping, let's lose the clothes. You done well this last week. Those three guys that took you on Tuesday night paid quite a bit more for tying you up and tickling your feet, and the four lorry drivers want the same deal again next week. Heather's doing great in them little costumes you got for her. Some dirty bastards about, liking them looking that young, still if they pay they play. Top earner was Judy. That office party with the twelve from up-country made the fact she couldn't walk for a day well worth the extra. Yeah, all in all, you three are working well. Did you know Judy's working tonight? Some new blokes. Don't know them. Seemed a bit weird, still they wanted a good looking, mature woman and that's what we got them."

Ross closed the book and got up. "OK teach, come here and suck cock, don't forget all the way, and clean it all after I've filled your throat. And I think I'll have my balls licked and tongued for a while. Just keep your ass up. I'm sure someone will want to use it." Lara bent over and took the cock all the way down her throat, as she pushed her cute ass up for anyone to fuck. Her mind wandered to Judy and what she may be doing. After all, it was Friday night, this used to be their night.

Judy swung from the X-frame, her wrists and ankles fastened to the wood. Her beautiful body bowed, and her full round tits hung, forced further down by the weights that hung from the nipple clamps. Her mouth held open by the ring gag, unable to close as she watched the thick pink cock pushing toward it. She felt fingers playing around her ass and cunt. Thank God he had stopped pulling them about with the pinchers.

The cock slid into her mouth and thrust all the way down. She struggled to breathe, jumping at the cruel invading fingers now shoving hard up her cunt and asshole. She knew they had paid to play with her all night.

"Oh son, what have you done?"