Simon Barrow and his young female colleague both grinned and looked at the shaking girl as she stood totally nude for their inspection. Her hands twisted nervously in front of her smooth-shaven pubic mound and her face burned with embarrassment.

"Get your hands at your sides girl!" barked the young woman, "and stand up straight!" The pair of them were sat on the little bed in Lisa's room gazing hungrily at their plaything. She looked almost edible, the denuded slit between her smooth thighs bulging most enticingly. Simon Barrow watched the full breasts and their jutting nipples as the girl submissively did as she was told. He smiled at his companion.

"Turn around Lisa." They both allowed their eyes to roam over the slightly trembling bum cheeks. Full and perfectly rounded, the "schoolgirls" bottom was crying out for the cane but they had other plans for her during the next hour. Fiona Cole's hand slid lightly along Simon Barrows' thigh before she grasped the hardness that was projecting upwards from his groin. She was incredibly wet herself. When they played together in these situations she always became highly aroused. His hard tongue was suddenly pressing insistently between her lips as he kissed her with unrestrained enthusiasm. She groaned quietly in the back of her throat.



The smirk on Fiona Cole's face made Lisa flush with shame. It took only a few moments to fasten the schoolgirl's wrists securely together. Then Lisa found herself pressed against the wall, her arms above her head, the cuffs securely tied to what she thought was a picture hook but whose function she now had to question. Simon Barrow leant forwards and spoke quietly in her ear,

"Right you dirty little slut I'm going to warm you up with the strap then you're going to satisfy Miss Cole and I in any way we please, is that clear?" Lisa looked past her raised arm and slowly nodded her head. The look of panic on her face caused him to chuckle with amusement.

"Spread your legs."



"Thwack!" Lisa's scream bounced off the walls as the two inch wide strip of leather curled around her helpless bottom. She just had time to gasp in a breath before it arrived again.

"Thwack!" She screamed and wriggled her bottom frantically. Fiona Cole laughed, her eyes shining with excitement as she rubbed her moist pussy through the material of her dress. Lisa squealed and jerked desperately, all thought of keeping her legs spread totally forgotten.

"I said legs apart you little bitch," he growled. The strap curved through the air as he swung it firmly into the struggling woman's buttocks.



Lisa cried and squealed as the leather seared a path across her bottom again and again. Tears poured down her face as she twisted and pleaded with him to stop. Mocking laughter was the only response. When he released her wrists she almost fell but he held her upright whilst his female colleague pulled the unresisting hands behind the "schoolgirl's" back and cuffed them together once more. They had her kneel on the little bed with her face pressed to the covers. Her throbbing bottom bulged rudely. It felt big and swollen and was burning horribly. She couldn't keep it still. As they ran their hands over the rolling bright red cheeks she gasped in pain and sobbed miserably. Then a finger slid between the lips of her sex. For a few moments the discomfort faded and she groaned with unsuppressed lust. God she was so so horny. The teasing finger, added to what the boys had done to her, was almost enough to send her over the edge. She needed to come. Wanted to come so much. Oh God! Please! Please let them make her come! She was screaming it inside her head.



In a sea of arousal Lisa watched from her head down position as the pair of them slowly undressed each other. The humiliation and pain she'd experienced up to this point was triggering an explosion of desire in her belly. She bit her lip and groaned quietly as Miss Coles' slim body and firm pointed breasts came into view. Simon Barrow's body was hard and muscled, she knew that already. To Lisa he was beautiful and she ached for what was revealed when Fiona Cole unbuckled his trousers. His cock reared up between his legs as the young Maths teacher knelt and licked its' bulbous end. It looked red and angry and thick. For a few moments their hands investigated the others physical delights. They kissed then turned towards their toy.



Lisa tensed and gasped as the head of the engorged penis touched the rim of her anus. Not there! Please not there! She wanted him inside her pussy, filling her, fucking her! She needed to come so much. She tried to tell him but the wet vulva pressing into her face muffled her pleas. Fiona Cole spread her thighs further apart and pushed her gushing pussy onto the struggling woman's face. Propped against the headboard of the little bed with a couple of pillows supporting her back she idly toyed with her erect nipples as the "pet" schoolgirl licked and teased at her labial folds. She giggled and clasped her thighs tightly around Lisa's head as Simon began to push himself into the little bitch's bumhole. He smiled wickedly as Lisa began to scream. She was as tight as he remembered. It took a sustained effort to embed himself fully. Then he paused to catch his breath and enjoy the delicious grip the girls' bottom was exerting on his erect member. It squeezed his hardness with a rhythmic intensity. Fiona looked back into his eyes. He could see she was nearing her first climax already. Suddenly she threw her head back and was lost. Her moans rose to a crescendo then she slumped back against the pillows smiling happily.



Neither of them spoke, they didn't need to. At this level their combined pleasure became almost intuitive. He began to move and as he did so Lisa began to cry loudly into the pink flesh covering her face. Simon Barrows' stiff penis was a very different matter to those of the boys she'd experienced earlier. She was being stretched to her limits. He was hurting her. Her straining bum tensed as he went in again, she couldn't help it. If she'd been able to relax for a few seconds it would have helped but he wasn't going to allow her that. He wanted to ream the very depths of her belly. Muffled shrieks and sobs filled the space between Fiona Cole's thighs. The little bitches' struggles were making her hot again already! Delicious little jolts and shocks sped upwards from her pussy every time the desperately lapping tongue passed over her clitoral stem. She looked at Simon with dilated eyes. Oooooohhhh it felt so good! Lisa squealed and groaned as the hard cock ploughed slowly back and forth inside her. He didn't change his rhythm and managed to control his urge to slam into the constricting tunnel. There was no hurry. After all they could keep the little slut up all night if they wanted to.



Suddenly he let out a roar of pleasure. His erection grew rock hard then began to spasm. Gouts of sperm erupted from the head of his throbbing cock. It was so intense that for a few seconds his hips refused to work. He groaned and held himself immobile while the wonderful pleasure pulsed through him. Fiona Cole began to orgasm as she watched him, gushing onto Lisa's face as she too surrendered to the overpowering sensations. It didn't stop there. For the next hour they continued with their selfish game. Lisa groaned and moaned her frustration. She was so horny. She needed to come so so much but they denied her any release.



Lisa lay on her side on the little bed with her knees drawn up to her chest trying to make herself comfortable. Her sweat was gradually drying on her skin and she could feel Simon Barrows' still warm come trickling from her stretched bumhole. Oh God she felt so so horny but there was no way she could satisfy the craving that was emanating from her swollen pussy. Her wrists had been tied securely to the bed end above her head. It was going to be a long night. Apparently Matron would be along to release her first thing in the morning but knowing that didn't make things any easier. Between her legs the soft folds were begging to be touched. She squeezed her thighs together but it didn't help. Before the pair of them had left Fiona Cole had spread Matron's healing cream very gently over Lisa's pussy and bottom, using her fingers to liberally coat the slippery lips and the inside of the still clenching anal opening. She'd been especially careful not to stimulate the "schoolgirl" to the point of orgasm, but her delicious touch had almost been too much for their whimpering pet.



Even though Lisa felt incredibly horny and sexually frustrated exhaustion quickly overtook her. Falling into a fitful sleep she moaned in the darkness as her memories of the days' awful events gradually faded from view.