Nothing and nobody had ever been so far inside her bottom before. Feelings of shame and helplessness filled her as the rod continued to vibrate deep within the tight elastic passageway. Her face burned as her bumhole gripped the thing and her red buttocks clenched and rolled uncontrollably. Totally violated and totally humiliated she couldn't help shaking her head in an anguished protest. To be so intimately penetrated in front of such a mocking crowd was a nightmare and more than she could bear but it was about to get much worse.if that were possible.

Mrs Henderson turned to her audience once more, "Well ladies, and not forgetting our young gentleman of course!" Timothy grinned, his rigid member still grasped in Susan's hand. "I know that little girl's enjoy games so I thought it'd be fun if we all played one." She glanced knowingly at her lodger. "Now this dirty little girl has a particular favourite where the disciplining of her fat bottom is concerned, don't you young lady?" Lisa swallowed hard, she knew exactly what her landlady was referring to, "Well?" "Y.Y.Yes Miss," she replied very quietly. "Everyone is going to give her three stripes with the strap. Lay them on as hard as you can because the aim of the game is to make her drop her toy. You're only allowed three each so make them count. Each time she drops it we'll add a stroke of the cane to her total." Lisa peered beseechingly over her shoulder at her landlady but said nothing. It was difficult to concentrate with the buzzing intruder in her backside. "Right young lady," said Christine Cooper, pressing insistently on the end of rod protruding from the clenching bumhole, "no doubt you're wondering what sort of toy you'll be playing with." The slight pressure made Lisa stiffen immediately, she craned her neck to look over her shoulder. Her mouth dropped open when she saw what the ex teacher was holding.

It was about 8 inches long, pink and shiny with a perfectly smooth shaft and head. The dildo had been carefully chosen, it's surface slippery and difficult to grip, especially by a girl's intimate flesh. Lisa stared at the false cock with frightened eyes, surely they weren't expecting her to cope with it and the buzzing rod up her bottom at the same time. As Lisa continued to stare Miss Cooper applied a thick layer of lubricant before pushing the plastic penis smoothly into the gaping wet vagina. Lisa's eyes bulged and she groaned loudly as both of her holes were penetrated simultaneously for the first time in her life. Alison knelt down between the widely spread and trembling legs and placed a cloth on the floor, "I don't want you making a mess on my best carpet now do I you dirty girl!" All the ladies laughed. Lisa didn't reply, already she could feel the false cock sliding slowly from her pulsing pussy. She did her best to grip it with her vaginal muscles but the vibrations in her anal passage made it very difficult to concentrate. The constant vibration was stimulating her clitoris which in turn was making her pussy extremely wet. "Look at her, it's pouring out," noted Mrs King, as fluid welled out from around the pink shaft. "Good job you put that cloth down Alison," said Joanne, "the little slut would have soaked your carpet!" They were soon all giggling at Lisa's helpless arousal. "Right my girl. Each time you drop your little toy you'll earn a stroke of the cane," said Mrs Henderson as she stood to one side of her lodger's spread buttocks, "so you'd better keep that pussy of yours nice and tight for a change!" As Helen took the strap she licked her lips in anticipation of the strokes she was about to apply to the young woman's widespread hindquarters. "Thwack!" The black leather curled agonisingly around the inside of a soft thigh. "Aiiieeeeeeeeee!.oh.oh.ahhhhhhh.please!" "That's the spot Helen she felt that one!" "Really hard this time, make the little tart sing!" "Thwack!" "Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!.Nooooooo!.No!.Oh god stop!" squealed Lisa jerking on the tabletop like a hooked fish, her legs shaking uncontrollably. She very nearly closed them altogether but in doing so forced a couple of inches of pink plastic into the daylight. Panic stricken she resumed the wide legged stance, squeezing her vaginal muscles onto the dildo as hard as she could. Sobbing loudly she waited for the next stroke. "Thwack!" Again she screamed but this time, much to her dismay, the plastic cock slipped from her saturated vagina and landed on the cloth beneath her. "One," said Mrs Henderson triumphantly, picking the dildo up and pushing it roughly back inside Lisa, "and what a poor effort girl, you'd better try harder than that or you'll not be sitting down for a week!"

They each took a turn applying their strokes with as much venom and force as they could muster. With her wrists still pinioned in the middle of her back Lisa could only thrash and wriggle on the table at each searching impact. The strap visited some highly sensitive areas. Her inner thighs, the top of her bum cheeks where they met her hips, her calves, the creases across the backs of her knees and the outer curves of her soft buttocks and thighs. Each time her legs buckled or closed Mrs Henderson delivered a forceful smack to the juddering buttocks as close to the protruding black rod as she could, "Bad girl!" "Smack!" "Back in position!" "Smack!" "Do as you're told!" "Smack!" "Legs apart, do it properly!" Each time the strap landed Lisa convulsed to some degree but the ladies took their time, waiting until she'd resumed the required position so that each cruel impact could be fully appreciated by the writhing girl. Timothy watched incredulously, his cock pulsing at the amazing spectacle. Much to his disappointment he wasn't allowed a turn with the strap. Throughout the painful twenty minutes the women delighted in Lisa's shrill screams and copious tears, her pleas and entreaties ignored completely. The pink dildo had fallen to the floor eight times in total, several times there had been an audible "plop" as it was ejected from the close and very wet confines of her aching pussy.

Her pitiful sobbing filled the room as the group surveyed their handiwork. Red streaks crisscrossed the backs of the shaking legs. Several followed the curves of her inner thighs and crimson bum cheeks. She groaned as the thin rod was slowly withdrawn from her bottom, thankful at least that Mrs Henderson hadn't treated her to a second dose of it's "spiky" ball. As she was urged to her feet Alison released her wrists. She swayed in front of them on unsteady legs, her bottom and legs burning ferociously, her eyes brimming with tears. "Eight strokes with the cane young lady," said her landlady glancing meaningfully at the boy, "who would you like to give them to you.mmmm?" Lisa saw the intention immediately, "Oh Miss, please, please, please not him, I couldn't bear it, please no!" The ladies laughed uproariously, all agreeing that Timothy was the perfect choice.