Paul Gable - Slave schoolgirl

"Go for it, baby, conic on, go for it!" Jack encouraged, coming down off his high.

"Yeah, fuck it out," Ed groaned, still shooting his cum up her ass.

Allison felt her clit jerking in rhythm to her spasming asshole muscles. Each time she throbbed the girl felt the two long, thick pricks still oozing cum. They were still good and hard, still working back and forth in her cunt and ass. Her mouth and ear were being sucked and tongued. There wasn't a virgin pore left in her body. Jack and Ed had taken care of that.

"Ohhhhhh…"

It was finally over. Collapsing, feeling that the world had exploded all around her, the girl let out a long, low sigh. She was drifting, drifting around on waves of satisfaction that lapped gently through her body. Fucking was so good, so very, very good.

"It's the intercom. I'll get it," Jack said, carefully slipping his flaccid prick from Allison's cunt and sliding off the table. The young teen opened her eyes and watched dreamily as the big stud padded over the tiled floor to his desk to answer the beeping machine.

"Yes? Erika, yes, she's been, checked," Jack said, turning around and smiling cynically at the young teen.

Miss Vennestroom! She had set her up for this and was checking on her now. Had she performed well? Had she fucked enough, made the men happy? She had been nothing more than a puppet. Allison felt a wave of selfloathing ripple through her body. What a little fool she had been, reacting like a mindless slut. They would laugh at her, use her and then toss her aside like shopworn goods. With a groan Allison turned her head away.

"Of course. We'll be waiting for you," Jack said, flicking off the intercom.

"What… what are you going to do with me now?" she stammered, brushing away a loose strand of hair from her eyes. She could still feel cum oozing from her cunt. Ed was still inside her, his cock throbbing against her tight asshole lining.

"That's Erika's decision. She's coming down here in a moment. Says…"

Another buzz from the intercom. Jack held up one hand and backed away, flicking on the switch and picking up the receiver.

"Of course, Erika. We'll have her there in a moment."

The keep! She could read it in Jack's eyes the moment he came up to her. Allison flinched when he touched her, begging hum with terror-stricken eyes not to give in and take her to that horrible room.

"Come on, honey. You don't want to keep Erika waiting. Apparently, she wants us there too," Jack said to Ed who by this time had slipped, out of the girl's violated asshole and was cleaning himself up.

They dried themselves off with several long white towels as Allison remained on the examining table, her arms and legs hanging over the sides. She was too exhausted to protest or do anything but breathe and think about the mindless way, in which she'd acted. The girl thought about the cocks, about the way they had entered her, impaled her while she kicked and screamed in a sexual euphoria. Now totally fatigued, feeling the cooling jizz bubbling out of her cunt and asshole, Allison wanted only to go to sleep, to rest, to escape the men who had exhausted her.

But Erika wanted her and no one apparently wanted to keep the headmistress waiting. Jack and Ed had already dressed, tucking in their shirts. While Ed locked up the medicine cabinets and put away several instruments Jack walked over to the table and helped Allison up.

"You don't want to walk down the halls naked now, do you?" he asked, taking another, towel and dabbing her pussy and asshole. "Come on, get your clothes back on and come with us."

Allison groaned, pushing herself up from the table and rubbing her fingertips against her forehead. Her big tits jiggled from side to side as she slipped to the floor, her knees threatening to give way at any second. She no longer felt any particular shame at being naked in front of these men. She stood there with her asscheeks touching the edge of the examining table, some cum still dribbling from her pussy and wetting down her inner thighs. Jack and Ed had touched the most intimate parts of her body. Why should she be worried about appearing naked now?

"Get dressed, baby. We've got an appointment to keep."

Allison dressed as quickly as she could, slipping on her blazer last. How strange it was tugging this garment on. All the other girls, she guessed, were pretty much virgins, wearing the blazer like little children. And there she was, double-fucked and still looking like some innocent babe. It seemed so strange!

"Let's."

Allison remembered very little about that journey through the empty back corridors of the school. At times she could hear the other girls in other halls. But Jack and Ed were careful to take the deserted corridors. In a moment they were out in the courtyard marching through the high grass to the keep. When they reached the big iron door, Allison felt her heart sinking.

"You've… examined her?" Erika asked as they stepped in. She was leaning against the stool Allison had been sitting on several days ago. The dildo was still strapped to the top. The girl felt faint as Jack shoved her into the room.

"Yes. She's fine. No signs of any bruises from the fight," Jack said, his lips curling into a dirty smirk. Allison, turning, saw the smile and felt incredibly fouled and dirtied.

"No bruises? Good," Erika said, sauntering up to the young girl. She stopped inches in front of Allison, raising one hand and grabbing the teen's chin between her thumb and forefinger. "I'm glad she wasn't so careless in the fight. Perhaps we should do our best to give her a few… uhh, marks of our affection?"

Jack and Ed looked at one another puzzled at first.

"Don't act like fools. Strip her! In fact, I'm surprised you even took the time to get her dressed," Erika said icily.

"We thought… what the hell, fine, sure, we'll get 'er naked again," Jack muttered, taking Allison by the shoulders and spinning her around. "Come on, baby."

"No!" Allison jerked back, clutching her blazer with both hands. "No, you won't touch me again… ever!"

"Don't be a little fool!" Erika said, coming up behind her and striking the girl hard across the back of her head.

That blow combined with her fatigue, knocking the girl senseless. She collapsed in Ed's arms, feeling the world spinning wildly out of control. During her state of semiconsciousness Allison felt her clothing being stripped quickly from her body. In a moment she was being dragged to the center of the room where the drain near the keg was. Carefully Jack sat her down on the keg, backing away.

Allison nearly fell off the keg, catching herself just in time. She felt terribly exposed, threatened. Shaking her head to clear her mind Allison blinked and saw Jack holding a green rubber garden hose in front of him. He was twisting the brass nozzle, aiming it directly at her face. She started to cry out but the next moment a cold blast of water hit her squarely on the chin. The force and the sudden low temperature sent the girl pitching backward over the keg.

She was soaked quickly, her hair hanging around her throat in blonde tangles. The cold water whipped her tits, slipping down to her cunt. The girl cried out, feeling her pussy walls slapping together under the iciness of the spray. She squealed, scooting back on her ass as the water played up and down her retreating body.

"Doesn't take too much to turn this little bitch on," Jack commented.

"Oooohhh!"

Jack was moving the spray up and down, hitting her in the face, then moving it to her cunt. The water made Allison's cuntlips flutter. Her skin started to pucker up into gooseflesh as she squeaked over the concrete floor. There was nowhere to run to get away from that awful spray. Trying to stand up, the girl felt her feet slipping on the wet surface. She tumbled backward with a cry, her legs kicking up and out. Jack took advantage of her position and directed the heavy spray between her thighs.