"Right then, we don't want you getting that uniform dirty. Take it off." Lisa immediately flushed with embarrassment. She was going to have to strip for them. The old man's beady eyes were burning with a ferocious intensity and his hands looked enormous. She had no doubt they'd hurt a lot if he spanked her! The best policy would be to do as she was told! Nervously chewing her bottom lip she resignedly started to undress. All three of them watched intently as first her boobs, with their embarrassingly hard nipples, and then her shaven mound with its' delicate lips poking out beneath, came into view. Then she was standing humiliatingly naked in front of them. She remembered to keep her hands out of the way, leaving them hanging submissively at her sides. Amazingly even though her blood was pounding in her ears she was still aware of the sun caressing her shoulders. It felt wonderful. She closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable touching. Her heart was beating really fast and she expected to feel their hands on her but nothing happened. Cautiously she opened her eyes…

"Ok girl get on with it." Lisa looked at the youth unsure of what he expected her to do. Being called "girl" by him made her heart flutter wildly in her chest, he was at least ten years younger than she was!

"Pick up a box and put it in the van. Come on get a move on." He watched as the realisation slowly dawned on her features. She was going to have the load the van. They wanted a show, wanted to watch her humiliate herself. She should have guessed. As she bent to pick up the first case her boobs swung down. Once she'd picked it up she had to rest them on its' lid, there was nothing else for it. Her cheeks burned hotly. They were going to get a lovely view of her bum and everything! The box was heavy but manageable. Grunting a little with the effort she carried it into the van where Lee was waiting. His smile was very cold.

"Start there," he snapped, pointing to a corner. It took a good half an hour before she'd stacked them all neatly in place. All the time the old man and his two smirking helpers watched her wobbling boobs and rolling bum cheeks. She couldn't help but notice that both of the youths were sporting erections in the front of their jeans. Her face flushed as she realised their eyes were once again devouring the private pink folds between her legs. By the time she'd finished she was gasping for breath and a thin sheen of perspiration was coating her trembling body.

"Right boys I'm off to put the kettle on," said Mr Turner. "Could you keep an eye on her for a bit?" The two youths nodded in unison as the old man turned towards the back door of his store.

They didn't waste any time. She squirmed then began to moan as they took it in turns to run their hands over her exposed skin. Ignoring her feeble protests they cupped her boobs and pinched her nipples before delving into the crack between her bum cheeks and pressing at her tight rear opening. She squealed when the moist lips between her thighs were pulled roughly apart. Even though their investigations were crude and inexpert her pussy was soon throbbing and tingling excitedly. Then they made her kneel forwards over a pile of cardboard boxes.

"Stick it out you little bitch," one of them said. She groaned with embarrassment.

Crouching over the boxes Lisa stuck her bum up and out. She knew what they wanted. After last nights frustrating denial of pleasure she was more than ready and willing to do anything she was told. Being made to load the van naked in front of three strangers had sent waves of humiliating pleasure coursing through her. She was a show off. She knew it, had always known it really, ever since she was little girl. Liked men and women to look at her and want her. She shivered as a pair of hands forced her thighs as wide apart as they would go. Her wet slit and wrinkled bumhole were now totally exposed. She could feel the sunshine licking between her open legs. Her breath came in quick little gasps as she sensed the first boy move to stand behind her. As her nipples rubbed uncomfortably on the lid of the box ripples of excitement flowed down her front directly into the puffy crease below her belly.

Lisa squealed. Without any warning the youth had slammed his rigid cock up to the hilt into her slippery vulval tunnel. His hips flattened her bum cheeks before she had time to react to the heavy thrust. It hurt and she screamed as the head of his cock hit the deepest parts of her pussy. Then he was pounding away whilst her poor boobs were squashed unmercifully against the box. His engorged penis rubbing roughly against the sensitive walls of her vagina immediately awakened the first stirrings of an orgasm. The sensation of her girlishly tight hole being continuously stretched and suctioned was about to send her over the edge. Suddenly the boy laughed as his throbbing cock thickened and he spurted into the squirming woman. Lisa was teetering on the very brink of orgasm. She couldn't really focus on her surroundings or what was being said. She rolled her bottom and groaned desperately as the boy pulled his softening prick from her.

"Oooooohhhhh please," she moaned. "Don't stop!" Suddenly she screamed and jerked as something stung one of her bum cheeks. Lee Watson smiled as the soft globes of the spread bottom wobbled wildly.

"Hold her down Bas," he said to his young colleague who was carefully zipping himself back into his flies.

Lisa found herself pressed down hard over the boxes. Craning awkwardly around to see over her shoulder she spied the thick wooden slat the horrid boy held in his hand.

"I've been looking forward to this!" he said. With that he began to smack each of her buttocks in turn. It stung horribly and she was soon twisting herself from side to side trying to avoid the impacts. It didn't matter that her legs were scissoring apart showing all of her parts to the two youths. They'd already seen it all. She gasped and begged him to stop. Both of the boys laughed. The piece of wood struck the trembling pink cheeks with even greater ferocity until Lisa began to cry and yell. She couldn't help herself. Her bum was burning so much. When it stopped she was crying her heart out. As soon as the pressure on her shoulders was gone she reached round and rubbed gently at her wounded flesh. Her cheeks were swollen and hot and terribly sensitive.

"Get back over you little tart," he snapped, pulling her hands away and making her crouch forwards over the cardboard cartons once more. Lee Watson smiled as his workmate sat down against the wall in front of the moaning girl and took a firm grip on her wrists.

The youth looked deeply into Lisa's surprised eyes as his friend suddenly rammed himself into her defenceless pussy. Her mouth formed a perfect circle and the look of shock on her features was a picture. He chuckled and grinned as her breath exploded noisily.

"Aiiiieeeeee! Oh God!" she screamed as the youth banged himself forcefully against her burning bottom. It was just so incredibly sensitive. He didn't stop, or pause even for a second, just continued to rape her hole as hard as he could. Each determined thrust caused her to squeal piteously. It felt like a naked flame was being played over her poor bum cheeks when he pushed against her. Then she was screaming continuously as he squeezed the angry crimson globes and jerked himself back and forth towards orgasm. As much as she hated herself she couldn't quell the rising tide of sensation emanating from her abused pussy. His roughness was intensifying the pain and shame she was already feeling. Suddenly she was coming! Oh God! OH GOD! It felt so good! Her teeth chattered as the walls of her pussy began to pulse and grip the hard fleshy rod that was pumping inside her.

"Ooooooohhhhhh! Goooooodddddd! Yeeeeeeeeeaaaahhhhhhhh!" Her head thrashed from side to side as the youth's cock exploded filling her with white heat. She slumped sideways as he withdrew, silvery fluid slowly beginning to ooze from her swollen lipped slit.

Lisa sat in the van on the way back to the school shame faced and staring out of the passenger window. She couldn't bring herself to look across at the horrible youth who was whistling tunelessly and smiling smugly. Seeping wetness was filling her knickers and she was dreadfully ashamed of her loss of control. She was such a slut. What was happening to her? What on earth was the matter with her? She was a twenty seven year old office manager for goodness sake, not some sort of fuck toy for teenage boys! She squeezed her legs tightly together. Her pussy and bum both felt really sore.

Lee Watson parked the van by the kitchen store and curtly told Lisa to unload it. Leaning against the open door he smoked a cigarette and watched with a sly smile as she struggled back and forth. She was tired and hungry and she was hurting. In town he hadn't let her have anything to eat either, just sniggered when she'd asked.

Once she'd unloaded everything he bundled her unceremoniously into the storeroom. Sitting down on a pile of boxes he unbuckled his belt. Time was running out so he'd have to hurry. It didn't take long for her to suck him erect once more. Then he forced her to masturbate him with long slow strokes and lap at his hardness with her tongue. When semen erupted from the tip of his swollen cock the hot spurts coated her face and hair. He refused to let her wipe herself and that was how he delivered her to the door of the San a few minutes later. She hated the smirk on his face when he turned and left.

"It looks as though you've been behaving like a little tart again!" said Anita Palmer. "Well, what have you got to say for yourself?" She couldn't help smiling at the embarrassed flush that immediately coloured the shame-faced "schoolgirls" cheeks.