3. In the dark

They turned off the light and left her alone. She tried to move. Her hands and feet were obviously tied to the bedposts. She could move some, but even if she slid all the way up, her hands could just reach her breasts. She started caressing her nipples, but that only made her hornier. With her fingers she wiped the sperm out of her eyes and sucked it off noisily. Finally she could open her eyes, but could see nothing. There was a faint light coming in under the door, but it still left the room in darkness. The taste of sperm turned her on no end. She pulled at the rope, writhed about, rubbed her thighs against each other, but all she achieved were wet noises from her horny cunt.

Finally she tried to relax and calm down, but the knowledge of being at the students', her own students' mercy never left her. She knew she should have been ashamed, should have been endlessly embarrassed, but she was only endlessly horny. She lay awake for a long time fantasizing about what they would do to her. Her fantasies became ever more perverted, ever more degrading and she caught herself fearing the young people might too nice, too inexperienced to treat her like a cuntpig deserved. When she finally fell asleep, she dreamed she was kneeling in the staff room naked sucking off the other teachers at break-time, while her female colleagues stood around insulting her and laughing at her.

She a woke from a hand grabbing her cunt. When she groaned in surprise, she her a voice whisper.

"Shut up, whore, you can't wait for someone to grab that perverted hole, can you?"

Yes, yes, she wanted to scream, grab me, do it to me, but she remained silent enjoying the hard grip. Something soft ran over her face, then was stuffed into her mouth. Beside sperm it tasted of her own cunt. She had been gagged with hr panties.

"You'd rather have a cock, wouldn't you?" the voice whispered. "A nice, big, fat cock, that can fuck your well-used hole like a cheap whore. But I have other plans for your cunt."

A hand slapped against her thighs forcing them to open wider, then hit her cunt. Anne spread as far as she could hoping to steal an orgasm from the slaps or even better yet to make her torturer horny enough to fuck her. The rhythmic slaps drove her closer and closer, then suddenly stopped.

"I'm sure you are so horny, you even come from having your cunt spanked, right? But a filthy cock-whore like you doesn't deserve an orgasm. I will have it instead."

The bed moved when the speaker shifted his weight and Anne felt how his body mounted her chest. Did he want to fuck her tits? But the body move higher, the slowly settle on her face � and Anne's nose dipped into a wet hairy pussy. One of the girls! She had beaten her and now � The pussy began to move, circle and rub against her face. Soon it was covered in pussy juice and the movements got so wild Anne had hardly enough time to catch some air, but she caught a lot of pussy odour. Finally the girl's clit found Anne's nose and rubbed against it wildly.

"Yes, yes," the girl gasped. "That is the right position for you. Lying there and serving a woman's needs. Not sucking cock or fucking. You're nothing but a cheap vibrator I use to bring myself off."

When the girl spasmed she pinched Anne's nipples hard and her juiced gushed into Anne's face. The wet grottos pressed down and took her breath away, wet pussyhair sticking to her face. She heard hard breathing, then felt her hair pulled roughly. When the other woman dropped it, Anne smelled she had wiped her pussy with it. The panties were pulled from her mouth and placed across her face.

"Sleep well, cuntwhore," she heard.

When she had pulled the panties from her eyes, she just saw the door close and was in darkness again.