The Finishing School- Extra Credits
Miss Travers clapped her hands together as she stormed into the room. The familiar beady eyed glare fell upon one of her favourite students.
Amelia and Abby had been in the crosshairs of the sadistic bitch since they entered Madame Beauregard’s Finishing School. After the humiliation at detention, the girls had managed to avoid Travers for a few days………that is, until now.
Amelia sat motionless in the chair. Her latex straitjacket and hood sweltering in the heat of the room. The leather muzzle was heavy as it was tightly buckled in place. A chain ran from the top of the hood and was attached to a ceiling hook. Her little black panties and school shoes were still on as she was forced to watch herself in the large mirror at the back of the room. The leather straps around her thighs and ankles kept her anchored to the chair.
Travers smiled at the sight. Her proclivity for cruel bondage was satisfied and an errant grab of Amelia’s crotch drew a grunt from the imprisoned girl.
“No wetness this time? Either I’m losing my touch, or you’re finally learning to be a proper young lady. Or maybe you prefer to see your fat little girlfriend in trouble instead…….yes, of course that’s it. Well, Amelia……if that’s what gets your filthy cunt soaking, you’re going to be spoiled.”
The door opened and a ball gagged Abby was dragged in by one of the teacher’s assistants, she was forced to the floor, ordered to crawl on all fours. Travers sneered in contempt at the sight in front of her, and she turned to the assistant….
“Look at the way her big ass wiggles in the air…..it’s almost like she wants something stuffed up it. Do you want your ass filled Abby? Something large and black? Don’t think I haven’t seen you staring at the strapon collection in the Madame’s private rooms.”
Abby shook her head, tears filling up in her eyes. She tugged at the cuffs around her wrists but they held firm. The teacher’s assistant left the room and wheeled in a bench. Travers smirked as Abby was secured, bent over and left staring right at Amelia.
“Now, one thing you must both learn is that your eventual husbands may want sexual satisfaction at any time. Today, we will demonstrate how to take such treatment and indeed, reciprocate it. Abby, you will be our first volunteer.”
Travers held her hand out and the assistant gave her a jet black rubber phallus dripping in lube. The hateful cunt made a performance of stepping into the strapon, cinching the harness tightly around her. She stalked Abby, who was whimpering, drooling, trapped and helpless. The gag muted her cries as Travers spanked and slapped her ample buttocks.
“I must say, I think I’m warming to plus size sluts. So much to work with and so much to enjoy. I can see the attraction. Amelia! Pay close attention to this, because you will be next.”
Travers entered Abby, anally penetrating the girl. Shrieks and groans for mercy went ignored as the pounding became ever more intense. Amelia could only struggle and buck against her bonds, trying to curse once more through her muzzle. She froze as she felt something around her neck. The assistant was standing behind her and had looped a leather strap around her throat and started to draw it tight. Travers grabbed Abby’s hair and forced her to watch the scene in front of her.
“I estimate a little under a minute, and your little friend will pass out. I’ll keep having it done until you cum for me. Do you think you can do it, Abby? Do you think being ass fucked will make you cum?”
Amelia was thrashing around as the strap began to cut her air off, the small eyeholes of the hood only allowing her to see Abby’s terror. Abby got her resolve and shook her head, biting down on the ball gag. She leaned in, almost daring Travers to go harder. The horrible harpy required no prompting and rammed home further…..Abby wailed as the anal orgasm was shamefully ripped from her. Travers mocked her victim as Abby slumped over the bench…..but at least Amelia was safe.
The strap had been removed from Amelia’s throat, but the ordeal wasn’t over. The dildo was cleaned off and her hood and muzzle gag was removed. Travers put the strapon back on and walked over to Amelia who was still restrained in the chair. Travers gripped the cock and started to jerk it in front of Amelia.
“Now, I suspect you’ve taken your fair share of cocks. As part of your wifely duties , your husband will expect you to fellate him on command. Depending on the situation, you may be required to take your time, or…..in a slightly quicker and intense fashion. Show me both.”
Amelia glared at Travers, but the threat of chokeplay was now transferred to Abby, as the assistant stood with the strap now around her throat. Travers looked over at Abby and shook her head.
“Let’s hope your friend is willing to debase herself like you did, piggy. If she gives me good enough head, I’ll release you…..but only when I’m happy.”
Amelia began to suck the dildo off. Desperate, animalistic lust, the head of the cock bulging against the inside of her cheek. She bobbed up and down, gagging as she did, but she carried on. She looked up and saw Abby bravely trying to breathe as the leather strap tightened around her neck. Amelia blew Travers’ strapon like her life depended on it. Once the bitch was satisfied, Amelia was then ordered to slowly give oral pleasure, with Abby’s face turning redder as her air was cut off……..eventually, the cock was withdrawn from Amelia’s mouth and she drooled, retching, with tears in her eyes.
Travers patted Amelia on the head and turned on her heel. She told the assistant to release both girls and get them back to the dorm……however, with a final warning to her humiliated students.
“If today’s lesson reaches the ears of Madame Beauregard, I’ll make sure that both of you will get shipped off to the darkest corners of the world. There are evil people out there, so unspeakable and depraved……and wouldn’t they fucking love having both of you. Fucked and tortured until they feed you to the pigs……or the lions…….maybe even the sharks. ……………I’ll make you disappear.”
