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If you send me a message from Storiesonline.net it will send an email notice to my email. The anonymous message feature on Storiesonline.net protects your email address and my email address. I am still writing my stories and have no plans to stop writing and posting my stories. I hope you enjoy the story. Faculty Adviser 7 The bell rang for the final class of the day and Leslie pushed her chair out and crawled from under her desk. She quickly scooped up her blouse from the desk, put it on and buttoned it before the kids passing in the hallway could see her topless. Bent over on her hands and knees for so long was very uncomfortable and she hoped she wouldn't have to do it again: her back hurt and her knees were sore; the flavour of Miss Wolfe's cunt still lingered on her lips. She sat down at her desk, dejected, as she opened her bag and started eating a mid-afternoon snack. She sighed deeply: this was all too much for her. `Maybe I should just quit teaching?' she thought, but no, her husband never hear of it: they needed the money. Her gaze drifted over to the internet PC and her crotch tingled. She got up and walked over to the machine, sat down, turned it on and started surfing as she ate. Sex, sex, sex flashed before her eyes. Any and all kinds of sex. Her nipples got rock hard and her crotch leaked. She squirmed in the chair as she pulled up the BDSM and Humiliation sites. What was it with these pictures and videos where naked women were shamelessly displayed? What was it that turned her on? The bell rang signalling the end of the final class and Leslie quickly got up from the PC and turned it off. `Just time to tidy myself up' she thought guiltily She straightened her clothes, slung her purse over her shoulder and was about to walk out the classroom when four boys walked in, each carrying a blue gym mat. Behind them came two girls carrying a mannequin from the art class. The kids stood there staring at her questioningly and she suddenly felt self-conscious and blushed before she realised that they were waiting her to say something. "Can I help you?" "Where would you like the mats?" one of the boys asked. "And the mannequin?" added one of the girls. "Here," Leslie said, quickly clearing an area in the middle of the classroom, and the boys laid down the mats, the girls placing the mannequin next to them. As they left, Miss Wolfe walked into the classroom, smiling broadly. "Oh, there you are sweetie!" she exclaimed cheerfully. "Have you had a good day?" Leslie blushed and her stomach tingled: physically her body had not recovered from the assault by the cheerleaders that morning, or Rhonda and Jodi's finger fucking her in the classroom, or even Miss Wolfe's punishment. To her dismay she was still horny which made her crotch ache, but she was also annoyed: she never liked the word `sweetie'. "Um, please don't call me that," she said quietly. "What?" "Sweetie. It sounds like a child. I'm a grown woman," Leslie replied, for once standing up for herself. "I think I've earned the right to call you whatever I like," Miss Wolfe stated, raising her eyebrows. Leslie blushed and looked down at the floor, her resolve crumbling. "I don't think..." Miss Wolfe interrupted her. "That warm mouth of yours, your soft lips and that strong tongue lashing you gave me earlier tells me you are eager to please when you are in the mood. With the kind of enthusiasm you've shown, Mrs Gaye, I think I can call you whatever I want." She paused, her eyes burning into Leslie's face. "Don't you agree?" Defeated, again, Leslie nodded her head. "Now let's not here any more disagreements about silly names I might call you," Miss Wolfe said as she busily opened one of her bags and laid out on the desk nine strap-on dildos of varying lengths and widths. "What are these things?" asked Leslie as she dropped her purse next to the desk, her face creased with anxiety. "I am surprised by your question Mrs Gaye," said Miss Wolfe. "As a sex ed teacher you should know these things." She grinned "You should know everything about sex." "Um, I know what these are, they're dildos. I've seen them....." Leslie stopped, blushing. She had been about to say she had seen them on the internet porn sites, but thought better of it. "What I meant to say was, what are they doing here for this class?" "We'll be using these wonderful dildos for demonstration purposes today." Just then a light turned on in Leslie's head as visions of female models using the dildos on the porn sites she visited flashed before her eyes. "Oh gosh no, please, this isn't right!" she pleaded as she backed away from the desk shaking her head. Miss Wolfe stared at her for a moment. "Mrs Gaye, this is the last hurdle for the girls, you are going to push them over the top today..." Leslie just shook her head again, "This is too much to ask of me, I'm a married, Christian woman." "You didn't have a problem helping the girls the last three days did you?" Miss Wolfe asked, her hands on her hips. "Well, no..." Leslie replied hesitantly, her blush returning. "You know as well as I do that these girls need to get ready for sex with boys in high school," Miss Wolfe continued, "which is why we are having this special class, or have you forgotten that already?" "No, I, um, haven't forgotten." Leslie fidgeted with her hands. "Which is why you've been play acting the part of the girlfriend, or have you forgotten that?" "No, I have not forgotten that," Leslie cried in humiliation . "How could I?" She looked at the floor, her hands, anywhere but at Miss Wolfe. Miss Wolfe smiled and her voice softened. "Only a married Christian woman like you could pull off the part of the girlfriend. I need you to step up your game and push these girls over the top." "Well, I..." Leslie shrugged her shoulders, defeated by the younger woman's logic. Miss Wolfe came around the desk and stood in front of Leslie. She smiled again and put both hands on Leslie's shoulders. "Listen, sweetie, I don't want to hear your objections to this." She paused looking into Leslie's eyes. "You will play the part of the girlfriend, like you have the last three days and the girls will play the part of the boy," she said quietly. She reached up and wiped a tear from Leslie's cheek. "These girls have to experience what it will feel like from the boy's perspective..." Leslie looked away from Miss Wolfe's stare. "This is too hard for me Miss Wolfe," she sobbed. "This whole week has been hard on me mentally and physically." She paused again then blurted out. "Don't you understand? I feel like God has abandoned me. Please, I beg you to reconsider." "Shhh!" Miss Wolfe said as she pulled the sobbing woman into her arms and gently rubbed her back. "There, there, sweetie." She paused until Leslie's sobs quietened and then continued, "Have you considered that maybe this is what God has planned for you? That he is showing you what your true purpose is?" Leslie felt unexpectedly comfortable in the younger woman's embrace. Miss Wolfe's soothing voice and gentle rubbing made Leslie reach up with her arms and hug her in return. "I, I, hadn't thought of it that way," she replied as she stopped crying. Miss Wolfe held the embrace for ten seconds longer then put her hands on Leslie's shoulders and gently pushed back a little, looking at her. "Play acting sweetie, remember you're play acting." Miss Wolfe paused then kissed her forehead and Leslie nodded. She felt suddenly totally at ease. "Now, be a good little girl for Miss Wolfe and practice putting a strap-on on that mannequin. The girls will have to know how to do that and today you're going to show them." Leslie nodded again and wiped a tear from eye as Miss Wolfe sat down on the corner of the desk. Her short skirt rode up her thigh and Leslie stole a quick glance at her white creamy thighs. She blushed when Miss Wolfe noticed where she was looking. "There will be plenty of time for that later, sweetie," smiled Miss Wolfe. Leslie burned with shame. "I wasn't..." she tried to say but Miss Wolfe had already turned her attention to the dildos. "Now these next steps are very important," Miss Wolfe said, crossing her arms, and Leslie picked up a dildo from the desk and looked at it. "Each girl has to get exposure to being pleasured by their girlfriend, which is you, so that they would know what a boy would do during sex." Leslie nodded her head. She didn't like it but there was nothing she could do. "Each girl has to overcome 'cock envy' which boys seemed to exhibit. I'm sure your wonderful husband has cock envy when other guys are around, well for boys it's no different. They want to know who has the longest cock, the thickest cock, the veiny looking cock, and so on. And that's what these dildos represent." Leslie nodded in understanding but still not liking it. "As the girlfriend you will be the critical factor in allowing the girls to overcome cock envy and their embarrassment at wearing a dildo." Leslie was going to ask Miss Wolfe how that would happen but thought better of it: she was learning that sometimes it was better to let things happen. Wasn't that what happened to the women on the websites she looked at? Miss Wolfe stood up from the desk and came over to Leslie. She gently took her chin in her left hand and looked at her. "I need you to unquestioningly follow my orders today. It will be really important for the girls to understand how sex works, do you understand, sweetie?" Leslie slowly nodded, averting her eyes: she saw the logic in what Miss Wolfe had explained but she still had a hard time accepting it. She also felt an unexpected tingle between her legs. Miss Wolfe leaned forward a little and kissed Leslie on the lips. No tongue but just a kiss. She pulled back slightly and stared into Leslie's eyes. She made like she was going to kiss again and Leslie slightly opened her lips and closed her eyes. Instead, Miss Wolfe let go of Leslie's chin and gently slapped her left cheek twice. The tingle between her legs became a throb. "Now I want you to practice putting a strap-on dildo on the mannequin. This has to go smooth, no fumbling around, so do it lots of times." Miss Wolfe paused. "After you are done practising, you are to report to the office, understand?" Leslie nodded. "I can't hear you." "Yes, I understand," Leslie whispered and with a smile, Miss Wolfe turned on her heel and left the class room. Leslie stood there like an idiot rubbing her cheek. She was momentarily embarrassed at the thought that Miss Wolfe would have kept kissing her, embarrassed and disappointed. She took a deep breath and looked at the dildos on the desk. She studied the strap-ons, picked one up and slowly figured out how to attach it to the mannequin. She made several mistakes but quickly corrected them and worked out how to adjust the straps. "This is isn't hard" she said out loud, pleased with her success. She took a different size one and quickly strapped it in place around the mannequin, and then another, until she was confident that she could attach them without a problem, and she headed off for the office. As she walked in, Mrs Danvers, the office supervisor, said. "Oh, good there you are Mrs Gaye. Please come over here." There were about a dozen kids in the room and they all stared at Leslie as she walked across the office to the counter. Her nipples were poking through the white blouse. She tried not to `bounce' too much as she walked because of the short skirt but there was nothing she could do about the suspenders holding up her thigh stockings from showing. The office fell silent as Leslie stood at the counter in front of Mrs Danvers and she could feel the eyes of the kids burning into her back. "Ah Mrs Gaye, these kids have after school classes. Be a sweetie and escort them to their classrooms for me?" Mrs Danvers said firmly. There's that word `sweetie' again thought Leslie. "But I have an after school class myself," she said. "I know my dear, but I am sure it will only take you a few minutes." Mrs Danvers raised her eyebrows and smiled, and Leslie realised that she had no option. She nodded and turned around and looked at the kids. They were all smiling and holding a dollar bill in their hands, and Leslie blushed, understanding immediately what that meant. Once she had escorted them all to the right rooms, she went back to the office. "Um, Mrs Danvers, um, do you have a bag or something for this?" Leslie asked as she gathered up the dollar bills. "Well, certainly, sweetie," Mrs Danvers smiled. She reached under the counter and pulled out a plastic bag. "Here, put your escort money in this." Leslie blushed, noting the way the woman stressed the word `escort', and then quickly returned to her classroom. She walked up to the desk and dropped the plastic bag on it, looking at the dildos, picking up the longest one and kneeling in front of the mannequin. "Mrs Gaye, whatever are you doing?" said one of the girls as they entered the room. Leslie blushed, realising that she was kneeling in front of the mannequin and that the ten inch strap-on was resting on her shoulder as she tightened the straps. The girls gathered round her, giggling, until Miss Wolfe walked in behind them. "All right girls, take your seats, we have a lot of ground to cover today and with Mrs Gaye's help we should be out of here in an hour." The girls formed their chairs into a semi circle. "Girls these are strap-ons, and they are used by one female to pleasure another female. The female who is wearing the strap-on is the dominant one, and for today's class, that will be you." All the teen girls cheered and high-fived each other, while Leslie blushed at what awaited her. Miss Wolfe picked up a strap-on from the table and held it up. "These strap-ons have a special material at the base that when properly fitted will stimulate your clitoris, or clit as it is known, as you vigorously fuck the other female..." "Do we get to fuck you Miss Wolfe?" Sue interrupted as she gave Miss Wolfe a sly grin. "You know the answer to that Sue. Remember I am the teacher here," replied Miss Wolfe and then looked over at Leslie. The nine girls looked at Mrs Gaye who blushed several shades of red and looked down at the floor shuffling her feet. Miss Wolfe talked about the strap-on on the mannequin and what it was used for. She had the girls gather around it as she pointed out how the strap-on was attached, and all the time, Leslie was left out of the conversation and stood off to the side, staring down at the floor self-consciously. As she watched from the sidelines, she thought back to what Miss Wolfe had said about maybe this is what God wanted her to do. There were certainly physical signs of this: her stomach got all tingly when she was humiliated, and whenever she thought about the girl's playing with her, like now, her crotch got slippery; indeed, if she admitted this to herself, she had never cum as much as she had the last three days, or so hard. If this was a sign from God, it was strange one, but what kind of sign was she really expecting? A thunder bolt from the sky? God popping into her head and telling her what he wanted her to do? "Okay girls, please remove your pants and skirts but keep your, shirts and blouses, shoes and socks on," Miss Wolfe ordered, clapping her hands. "Do we remove our panties?" asked Sue. "Yes, remove your panties. And fold your clothes and put them a desk." The girls watched each other interest as they got undressed and Leslie couldn't help it but stare at the girls as well. While Miss Wolfe was busy setting up the cameras, Leslie's mouth watered as she peeked at each girl as she took her panties off. "Now line-up along the mat," ordered Miss Wolfe. The girls self-consciously lined up, clasping their hands in front of their crotches. . "Hands at your sides, girls," Miss Wolfe said smiling, "there's no need to be shy." Leslie stood on the other side of the mat watching the girls with interest, her heart beating very hard. She was fascinated by differences girl's pussy shape and what little hair they had. It was certainly different looking at this "live" rather than on a computer screen. At one extreme was Sue, with no hair whatsoever and puffy brown lips which highlighted rather than hid her inflamed clit. At the other extreme was Diana, with a little black bush that tantalizingly almost hid the cleft below. A couple of the blondes had fine wispy curls which were practically invisible against their deliciously presented cunnies. The redhead twins, Rhonda and Jodi, had very sparse bright orange pubes which delightfully contrasted the white skin of their thighs and the pink of their pronounced pussy lips. Most thrillingly, all the little peaches she could see glistened with moisture. "Mrs Gaye, Mrs Gaye!" Miss Wolfe said looking at Leslie. "Earth to Mrs Gaye!" The girls giggled and Leslie blushed, caught in the act. "Pay attention, Mrs Gaye. Please go and stand in front of Roberta," As Leslie walked over, Miss Wolfe took the 10 inch pink ribbed strap-on off the mannequin. "Roberta, your teacher is going to attach this strap-on your waist..." There were giggles all around and Leslie blushed. The thirteen year-old eagerly took a step forward. "Now Mrs Gaye," said Miss Wolfe as she handed Leslie the strap-on, "Be a good girl and fit this around Roberta's waist." Miss Wolfe had emphasized the word `girl'. The girls laughed and Leslie blushed even more as she took the strap-on. She knelt in front of Roberta, directly in front of Rhonda's cunt. It looked moist and inviting and Leslie almost licked her lips, but something else caught her attention, the smell. `No not smell,' thought Leslie as she slightly fumbled with the strap-on. `Aroma,' thought Leslie, ` a wonderful aroma coming from Roberta's cunt and tickling my nose.' She almost put her head on Roberta's left hip as she reached around the girl, trying to strap the dildo around Roberta's waist, but it kept getting the way, or was it that Roberta was making the strap-on wave back and forth. It took her a little longer than usual to secure it, but somehow she did not mind. . "Very good, Mrs Gaye," said Miss Wolfe when Leslie had finally completed the task. "Now do the same to each girl, put a strap-on around each waist." With their teacher on her knees in front of them, it created a sexually charged atmosphere, as each girl was as turned on by the other naked girls as much as by the prospect of whatever sexual fun they would be forcing on their straight teacher. Leslie had the good fortune to smell the unique aroma of each girl as she attached the strap-ons, although as she got to the end of the line her own aroma was very pungent as well. "Pay attention girls. Remember it is the girlfriend, Mrs Gaye, who attaches the strap-on to the dominant girl, you." Leslie blushed and girls giggled. After five minutes Leslie was finished, and the girls were standing around giggling, sword fighting with their strap-ons. Miss Wolfe had taken the opportunity to reposition the cameras around the gym mat. With the girls lined up and their dildos sticking straight out, Miss Wolfe said. "The next thing a girlfriend does is to give a blowjob to the dominant girl wearing the strap-on." Leslie gulped and Miss Wolfe smiled at her. She continued, "But you're probably wondering why your girlfriend would be stupid enough to suck a dildo?" Miss Wolfe paused and she and the nine girls looked over at Leslie. "After all, it's just a piece of plastic, right? Why bother?" Leslie was mortified as the girls smiled at her and she desperately wanted to run away. `God, think of God," Leslie said to herself, but all she saw in her mind's eye was a huge glowing golden cock. "Well, having someone like your girlfriend, Mrs Gaye, get down on her knees and suck your dildo is a very special thing, and it packs a psychological punch for the girl wearing it and for your girlfriend sucking it." Leslie gulped again more audibly and burned red. "But mainly, having somebody like Mrs Gaye suck your dildo can help a nervous beginner, like you girls, with your first strap-on, to feel more comfortable about using it..." Leslie looked over at Miss Wolfe and winced. "Okay, so now you have the strap-on around your waist, and Mrs Gaye, your girlfriend, is kneeling in front of you." Miss Wolfe looked at the teens. "Roberta I will start with you. Mrs Gaye kneel in front of Roberta." While Leslie got into position,Miss Wolfe paused picked up the video camera. "Roberta, I want you to take hold of your dildo and stroke it like a boy stroking his cock." She brought up the hand-held camera, pointing it at Roberta's dildo. "This is your cock and you are going to use it to pleasure your girlfriend. Girls, let the dildo become real in your mind. Lick your palm and slide it up and down the shaft while maintaining eye contact with your teacher..." Roberta had a wicked look in her eyes as she stroked her strap-on, staring down at her teacher. "Mrs Gaye, tell them that you love their cock and you want to make it feel good with your mouth. And since these girls are beginners, a cool thing to do is to stop and ask them to stroke it for you. Tell them, `I want to see you make it good and hard for me.'" Leslie looked up at Roberta, gulped, and said, "Go on Roberta, make it good and hard for me." "Mrs Gaye, if they're shy, which I don't think any of the girls in this room are, take their hand and put it on the cock, cover it with your own and move it up and down the shaft until they get the idea..." Leslie did as Miss Wolfe instructed. Roberta's hand was warm as both teen girl and adult woman stroked the strap-on up and down. Roberta was smiling down at her teacher while Leslie had her eyes fixed on the dildo. "At this point stop, Mrs Gaye, and let them keep going. Stare at the cock and imagine it inside your dark, warm mouth. Lick your lips. Say, `Yeah, Roberta, get it good and hard, yank that cock.' Ten to one, by now, the girl is getting into it. If their hips start moving, it's working." Leslie parroted Miss Wolfe, "Yes Roberta, get that cock nice and hard for me," but winced: it was surreal and didn't sound right. Roberta looked over at Miss Wolfe who nodded her head. "Say it like you mean it, Mrs Gaye," Roberta ordered as she looked down on her teacher and she reached out and slapped the side of Leslie's head. "With more feeling." Leslie gulped and rubbed the side of her head. She took a deep breath and said as sensually as she could, "Oh yes Roberta, get that cock nice and hard for me." "That's more like it little girl," Roberta said, smiling down at her and patting her on the head, adding to her humiliation. "Mrs Gaye lean forward and put your lips around the end of the cock," Miss Wolfe instructed, "just like you would your husband..." Leslie blushed because she had never sucked her husband's cock. It was against her religious beliefs. Well it had been, but now she was not so sure as her slippery cunt confirmed. Miss Wolfe knelt next to Her, the lens of the hand-held next to her cheek. "With a strap-on, as opposed to a real dick like your husband's, you're going for two things with the girls, Mrs Gaye: visuals and rhythmic pressure. That basically means I am talking deep-throat. Luckily, with these strap-ons the girls are wearing you should be able to take it into your mouth and down your throat easily." All the girls were excited now, whispering to each other and giggling, as they watched their teacher on her knees in front of Roberta with Miss Wolfe holding the camera for a close-in shot. "Start slow, Mrs Gaye. Tease the dildo. Give your throat time to adjust to the length as it slides down. That's it, all the way down. Make sure your lips touch the harness." Leslie did as she was instructed, expecting to choke, and was surprised that she didn't have a gag reflex as she deep throated the Roberta's strap-on. It seemed somehow that she was meant to deep throat, but it did feel strange though that a plastic tube was lodged in her mouth and throat. "Good girl!" Miss Wolfe said as she zoomed in on the dildo in Leslie's mouth. "If you're worried about the girl thrusting forward while the cock is lodged in your throat, take hold of their hips or ass cheeks and hold them still." Leslie reached around Roberta and took hold of the teen's warm fleshy ass cheeks. Miss Wolfe moved back a little for a wider shot. "Keep the strap-on down your throat as long as you can and then slowly come up. That's it. Now start a slow rhythmic in-out on the upper half of the shaft... very good Mrs Gaye, you're like a natural cock sucker," smiled Miss Wolfe and Leslie couldn't help feeling a dash of pride, and blushed with the dildo in her mouth. Miss Wolfe was now using the camcorder and had turned the two tripod mounted camera's on. "If you absolutely can't take a long dildo down your throat, put your hand around the base of the cock and suck down until your lips touch your hand, then do the shallow in-out sucking motions on the shaft." Leslie didn't need to wrap her hand around the base of Roberta's dildo. She was now sucking on Roberta's strap-on, deep throating it the way down to the harness and back up again. Miss Wolfe moved in for a close up with the camcorder. "You are a very good little cocksucker, Mrs Gaye! But pay attention to how Roberta's pelvis is thrusting. If it isn't, your girlfriend may not be enjoying it as much as you like sucking it so you might want to stop and ask her if everything's `okay' and if you should change your rhythm." She stood up but still held the camera on Leslie. Leslie was still bobbing her head on Roberta's strap-on as she looked up at the teen and Roberta smiled down at her teacher as she thrust her hips in time to her sucking motions, a moment Miss Wolfe did not fail to record. "You look pretty Mrs Gaye sucking my cock!" Roberta said huskily as she patted Leslie on the top of her head. Leslie turned several shades of red, and felt her clit throb. "Very beautiful!" Miss Wolfed agreed. "But, girls as your teacher sucks your cock you might want to grab her head or hair or even her ears and guide her sucking to your satisfaction. Remember you are in control of the situation, she is your girlfriend." Roberta quickly grabbed her teacher's ears and thrust her hips towards Leslie's mouth, pushing her strap-on in and out of the stretched lips. "Fuck, you look so pretty Mrs Gaye, with my cock in your lovely mouth," sighed Roberta as she rubbed the teacher's ears between her fingers. Leslie averted her eyes in embarrassment but her cunt was very wet and her stomach tingled. Miss Wolfe walked around to the other side of the couple. "In the early stages of sucking Mrs Gaye, stop periodically and lick up and down the shaft." Leslie shifted her gaze questioningly but Miss Wolfe anticipated her. "No, they can't feel it, but it's done for visuals, for the girl's satisfaction, not yours, Mrs Gaye. Remember you're the cocksucker so make a good show of it for the girls. Be, um, dramatic. Have fun with it." Leslie took the dildo out of her mouth and slowly licked up and down the side of the strap-on, slurping a little with her tongue. "Beautiful," Miss Wolfe said as she zoomed in. "Now, look at Roberta, make eye contact with her. Very nice." Roberta was smiling down at her teacher as Leslie looked up at the girl. "Roberta, you might want to fuck her mouth with your own rhythm. Girls, remember to look down at your teacher, boys will be doing the same to you. Look down at her and smile as you grab her ears and slowly fuck her mouth." Roberta looked down at Leslie and made a kissing motion to her. "Also, girls, Mrs Gaye is your girlfriend, she is doing a nasty thing to you, letting you use her mouth like a cunt, so talk nasty to her," urged Miss Wolfe as she stepped back for a wider view. "My cock sucking little girl," Roberta said. "That's it little girl." She gently slapped the side of her teacher's face. Then she ran her fingers along Leslie's jaw line and cheeks, exclaiming, "Oh wow, I can feel my cock in her fucking mouth! Neat! Look at her cheeks bulge out as I move around. Nasty fucking whore!" Still holding her ears, she slowly fucked the strap-on in and out of her teacher's mouth. Leslie didn't like hearing the nasty language from the teen but there was nothing she could do about it. Around the room, little hands manipulated dildos against little clits as they waited for their turn. "Okay, Mrs Gaye, that's enough sucking on Roberta, scoot to the next girl," Miss Wolfe ordered. After ten minutes Leslie's knees were hurting as she finished sucking the last dildo. Her cheeks were red where the girls had slapped her as they fucked her mouth, her lips were sore, and her ears also hurt where the girls had pulled and tugged them in rhythm to her sucking motions. "Okay girls, time to undress your teacher all of you gather around and take her clothes off, but leave those lovely white thigh stockings and garter on," Miss Wolfe instructed, clapping her hands. The girls started laughing as they tore the blouse off and ripped down the mini skirt Leslie was wearing. Both garments ended up on the floor being trampled by the girls in their haste to feel up their teacher, their strap-ons swinging back and forth. Leslie didn't say anything as the girls pushed and pulled her, tearing her clothes from her body, squeezing her breasts and ass cheeks and running their fingers over her crotch. `God, think of God,' Leslie said to herself as small fingers delved into her wetness. `This is what He wants.' The girls stepped back from their teacher, looking at her nakedness, rubbing their strap-ons. Leslie stood mesmerised, aroused and frustrated by the teens' hands exploring her body, so when Miss Wolfe pushed her down on to the wrestling mat, she was taken completely by surprise. She ended up sitting on the mat, leaning back on her arms with her legs spread, her glistening cunt was on clear and embarrassing display to the class of 13-year-old naked trainees with strap-ons swinging in front of them. She was uncomfortably certain that she would be required to do more than let the teenagers play with her cunt. She tried to console her guilt by telling herself that if if this was what God wanted her to do, then who was she to argue. It did not take long for her assumptions to be proved right. Diana was the first to exercise her teacher's special skills. With the camera in her left hand, Miss Wolfe stood the girl over Leslie and gently pushed her down onto Leslie's face. "Diana, your job is to sit on Mrs Gaye's face, facing forward like that and put your dildo between her tits. Very good." She brought the camera up. "Mrs Gaye, your job is it lick her to orgasm through the opening at the bottom of the strap-on. You will be able to use your tongue on her cunt and anus." Leslie's Mind reeled, it was happening to fast. Before she knew it, she was laying down on the mat with the teen almost resting her ass on her face, and she could hardly think straight. "Miss Wolfe," Diana called, looking over at her. "Mrs Gaye hasn't started yet." "Come now, Mrs Gaye," Miss Wolfe said as she gently tapped Leslie's head with her foot. "Be a good girl and start licking." Diana's face suddenly broke into a wide smile and she squealed, "Ooh, fuck yes, that's it." Miss Wolfe knelt next to the now panting teen and said in a voice everyone could hear, "If you need to encourage Mrs Gaye to keep licking you, pinch and slap her titties." "Yes, Miss Wolfe," Diana replied catching her breath. Miss Wolfe stood up but kept her camera on. "Come on girls, you can help by playing with Mrs Gaye's clit or fingering her asshole." While Diana was being serviced by her teacher, Miss Wolfe brought Alex over and drizzled some lube over the end of her strap-on. She then got Roberta and Sam to lift Leslie's legs up while Alex moved into position at her teacher's crotch. The teen girl positioned the dildo at the entrance to her teacher's cunt-hole and pushed forward. The cock slid halfway into Leslie's cunt, but Alex found the action very unnatural, until she raised herself on her knees. That allowed her to get a pelvic thrust going, quickly forcing the cock all the way in. When the cock first entered Leslie, she grunted into the young pussy she was eating, and pushed Diana up off her face. "Fuck it hurts, pull it out!" she pleaded. Miss Wolfe smiled as she zoomed in with the video camera, but she did nothing to intervene. "Shut up, Les-be-gay!" Diana cried as she pushed her cunt back onto Leslie's mouth. "Yeah, shut the fuck up, Mrs Gaye!" Alex hissed, pushing the dildo deeper into Leslie's cunt. After thirty seconds of more fucking, Leslie was licking Diana like there was no tomorrow, and raising her pelvis to slam back onto Alex's cock as it slammed into her. Samantha and Roberta were not being idle. They both grabbed hold of their teacher's nipples and starting pinching and pulling them before sucking them into their mouths. The other girls watched excitedly as Alex steadily fucked of her teacher, withdrawing the cock all the way out and slamming it back in. None of the girls had ever seen a woman being fucked, let alone by a girl, and they were all fascinated by the effect it had on Leslie, as well as the sheer eroticism of a young teen as beautiful and sexy as Alex, fucking her gorgeous teacher like a man might. Renee was behind Alex, yelling encouragement to her friend. "That's it Alex fuck the whore, fuck her silly. God damn, look at the bitch fucking you back, Alex." Diana, with a perfect view of Alex fucking Mrs Gaye in front of her, was grinding her cunt over her teacher's face, getting closer and closer to climax. Miss Wolfe was filming the action in close up and wide shots constantly walking around Mrs Gaye giving encouragement to the teen girls to try different things. Watching Diana being eaten in front of her and seeing her teacher's nipples being abused, Alex increased the speed of her fucking, which in turn had Leslie lick with even more fury. Diana suddenly screamed as she came, her girl-cum dripping into the woman's mouth. Leslie's own cum was triggered by that and she shouted, "Fuck Me, Fuck Me, Alex, oh God, yes, fuck me, yes, yes, yes," the sound of her voice slightly muffled by Diana's cunt which was still engulfing her mouth. Miss Wolfe was raised her eye brow, amazed at Leslie complete abandonment and the way she was speaking to the teen fucking her. She had always worked hard to keep herself aloof from what happened in these extra classes, but watching Leslie's animal excitement made her cunt wet. Diana started to climbed off her teacher's face, but before she got up she scooted back a little, reached around, grabbed a handful of Leslie's hair and wiped her damp crotch, trying to dry it off. "You're a good little fucking pussy wipe Mrs Gaye," Diana said as she pushed the teacher's head out of the way. Diana was immediately replaced by Sue. Roberta by this time had her strap-on in place, a longer imitation penis of the same width, and quickly replaced Alex, giving Mrs Gaye no time to recover, before resuming the assault on her cunt. Diana, still reeling from her colossal cum, was absently mindedly fingering her slit as she watched the orgy beginning to unfold in front of her. The twins knelt down on either side of Roberta with their strap-ons swinging back and forth and played with Mrs Gaye's clit. Two sets of teen fingers rubbed it and smacked it, sending electrifying bolts of pleasure through Leslie's body. Above her, little Sue had her eyes closed as she rested her ass on The moaning woman's face. On either side of her, Sharon was kneeling next to her sucking Sue's left tit while Renee was on the other side sucking Sue's right tit. Miss Wolfe knelt down next to Leslie's head, brought her camera close in and recorded the tongue fucking she was giving Sue. Sue didn't last long on Mrs Gaye's face, cumming in a series of moans and cries and practically falling off her teacher's face. She opened her eyes and smiled at Miss Wolfe and then scooted back a little, took a handful of Leslie's hair and, just like Diana, rubbed it around her damp crotch, making Sharon and Renee both giggle. Renee quickly took Sue's place and immediately began mauling Mrs Gaye's tits in response to her first ever cunt-licking, but as she sat down on her teacher's face she aimed her brown rosebud on Leslie's nose and proceeded to fuck her asshole up and down. "Mrs Gaye is my little brown noser now," squealed Renee as Leslie started licking her. "Fucking little brown noser!" Roberta was still pounding away at the teacher's eager cunt when suddenly she stopped, calling the other girls over. Leslie's body was arched and shaking and they watched in awe as her cunt started to spasm over and over again around the dildo lodged inside it. As her orgasm washed over her, Leslie tried to scream but the weight of Renee's cunt pressed against her mouth and the girl's anus pressing on her nose, all that came out was a desperate animal moan. "Look at this stupid whore's cunt cum with my strap-on," snickered Roberta, and slid the dildo slowly out. The teens gasped as they watched the thick cream ooze from her slit onto the mat, the Leslie's grunts seemed to raise in pitch as she felt the sudden void between her legs. The empty feeling did not last for long: Sharon had the pleasure of fucking Mrs Gaye next. The strap-on she had been given by her teacher earlier was somewhat thinner than the others and had deep ridges every quarter inch. Miss Wolfe had the twins lift Leslie's legs a little higher and Sharon positioned the dildo at the entrance to Leslie's cunt-hole, but Miss Wolfe corrected her from behind as she held the camcorder, pushing the dildo down to line up with Leslie's asshole. Sharon pushed the anal intruder in and Leslie grunted and moaned, her eyes wide open, knowing there was nothing she could do or say which would stop this orgy. She realised that now that she was into it, she didn't want it to stop. The dildo had gone in about two inches and seemed to be stuck. Sharon pulled back, dragging a ridge back across her teacher's anal sphincter. It felt to Leslie that her asshole was being torn apart, but even so, she kept licking the beautiful young cunt grinding into her face and nose. The smell of Renee's brownie was intoxicating to Leslie. She had never smelled anything like it before. Sharon pushed her dildo again and again into Leslie's anus, determined to get it deeper and she managed to get the dildo four inches in. All the girls were fingering themselves or each other as they watched Sharon's incredible anal fuck show, something most would not have even thought possible when they started the class on Monday. Sharon dragged the dildo back an inch and pushed in a further three, eliciting moans by Leslie that sounded like agony with lust. One inch back and three more inches in, this time burying the dildo to the hilt. The sight of her pelvis mashed into her teacher's ass, was one she never wanted to forget. Now Sharon started fucking Mrs Gaye in earnest, dragging the dildo out about four or five inches and forcing it back in to its fullest depth, each bump excruciatingly, exquisitely torturing Leslie's sensitive anal sphincter. Sharon's task of sending her teacher over the top did not take long at all. Another minute of anal fucking pushed Leslie into a painful, wonderful anal orgasm that had her shaking and trembling again. Miss Wolfe raised her eyebrows a second time: she was impressed with the woman's awakening to perverted sex, and by her stamina.. She didn't know very many women who could have an anal orgasm, if fact, she didn't know any, and yet here in front of her was a woman who did in fact come anally. This was a bonus. Leslie was oblivious everything around her. She lay panting, her eyes closed, her body quivering, and her empty cunt spat out a little jet of pussy juice with each excruciating orgasmic anal contraction. As Sharon got up, Miss Wolfe had her undo the straps from around her waist and leave the anal intruder buried in Leslie's super-sensitive asshole. Now it was Rhonda's turn with a strap-on. She traded the one she had on with the ten inch long dildo that Roberta had used, but the difference was as she was fucking it into her teacher's cunt, it was being squeezed by the other dildo lodged in her asshole. "God damn, fuck!" moaned Leslie into Renee's cunt as Rhonda forced the cock head in and Renee matched the moan as she came on her teacher's face, squirting fuck juice into her mouth and over her chin and neck. She lifted herself off Leslie's face a little, as her cunt squirted some more juice straight onto Leslie's forehead. Just like the others, Renee took a handful of Leslie's hair and wiped her cunt. When she stood up, The teen was crying in joy and kissing anyone in reach. "God damn, that was fucking great!" Renee cried, and laughed as she turned and looked down at Leslie laying on the mat. "You're the best Mrs Gaye! The fucking best!" Jodie had taken Renee's place on Leslie's mouth and immediately set to work humping back and forth over the exhausted woman's tongue. Knowing how to get her teacher's attention, she grabbed and twisted Leslie's nipples to get that tongue working hard again. Leslie started licking Jodie in earnest as her tits were mauled and her nipples pinched and pulled and she tongued the 13 year-old to her first tongue-fucking orgasm, just like the several girls before her. Jodie closed her eyes and swooned from the cunt-licking she was now getting from her teacher. Her twin sister Rhonda had just painfully forced her ten inch cock all the way in to Mrs Gaye `s compressed cunt-hole and she now dragged it back out, once again rubbing it against the ridged dildo in Leslie's asshole, the two dildos separated only by that thin membrane between cunt and ass. Fucking now began in earnest, with Rhonda swinging back the full ten inches and forcing the long cock back in to the hilt, slowly at first, then gradually increasing the speed, rubbing both her own clit and Leslie's at an incredible rate as she fucked. Miss Wolfe kept the camera on Leslie who was in exquisite agony, her entire body going haywire with the overload of sensations in cunt and ass and clit and nipples. Jodie leaned forward from Leslie's face and Rhonda stretched toward her sister as they began a long frantic tongue kiss. Rhonda now fucked Leslie with wild abandon and her twin was rocketing toward a devastating orgasm on Leslie's tongue and mouth and all three started cumming within a second or two of each other. It was a magnificently erotic sight, all three shaking and crying, the young twins still kissing each other and collapsing into each others arms, their teacher in total sensory overload, spasming repeatedly around those two dildos inside her. Miss Wolfe stepped back a little, smiling at the action before her, the camcorder catching it all. The administration would be most pleased with the results. "Okay girls roll Mrs Gaye to her hands and knees," Miss Wolfe ordered. Jodie and Rhonda rolled off their teacher and Diana and Sue quickly rolled her onto her hands and knees. Little Sue knelt down in front of Leslie and pulled her mouth onto her strap-on as Diana lined up her eleven inch strap-on with the teacher's cunt hole. The anal intruder dildo was still firmly embedded in Leslie's asshole. Both girls were laughing and high-fiving each other when Miss Wolfe knelt between them and said, "Smile girls," snapping a picture of both teens giving a thumbs up with Leslie on her hands and knees between them. "I think Mrs Gaye that I like you a lot better like this," laughed Diana as she slapped the teacher's ass cheeks, "on your hands and knees, ass up with me fucking your cunt like a dog." Sue touched her teacher's hair and said, "Yew, your hair is all wet and sticky naughty girl," and slapped the side of Leslie's face, Diana started to slap each ass check as she quickly fucked her strap-on in and out of her teacher. Sue got up and was replaced by Jodie who pushed her strap-on deep into Leslie's throat, putting her arms around the back of Leslie's neck and holding her close to her tummy, laughing as she said, "Such a nice little girl, Les-be-gay, to suck me..." Diana pulled her dildo out of Leslie and stood up and Jodie was quick to replace her, pulling her dildo out of Leslie's mouth and ramming it deep into her gaping cunt. The girl leaned forward, reaching under Leslie with both hands and pulled and slapped her tits. Eventually, Miss Wolfe instructed the girls to stand their teacher up. Leslie was thankful for the respite, her body trembling with over-stimulation, but then she noticed Renee and Samantha were both wearing different strap-ons. What she could plainly see was that the dildos were a little longer than the ones she had attached to the girls earlier: Miss Wolfe must have replaced them with a realistic 13" long, 2" wide cock on Renee and a 12" long 2" wide cock on Samantha. Given the 13 year-olds were different heights, these cocks looked even more frightening to Leslie and she suddenly got a bad feeling about was going to happen. Miss Wolfe had Renee lay down on her back on the wrestling mat, the giant cock standing straight up. As if it was rehearsed, Sue came up to her with a bottle of lube and started squirting lots of the stuff over the cock. When she was done she leaned over and gave Renee a passionate kiss and moved away. Sharon stood next to Samantha and prepared her dildo the same way, finishing with a similarly passionate tongue-kiss for her classmate. Diana led Leslie to the mat as if she was a child, and helped her lift her leg over Renee. With a bit of a stretch, Diana got the huge strap-on to the entrance of her teacher's cunt-hole. "This dildo looks to fucking big, Miss Wolfe, it doesn't look like it fit." "Don't worry, Diana, with the lube on it, this beautiful cock will perfectly fit inside Mrs Gaye," Miss Wolfe replied, smiling. Samantha, standing behind her teacher and holding her by the tits, started kissing Leslie's neck. "You're a wonderful whore, Mrs Gaye, but from now on your gonna be my ass mate," the teen whispered in Leslie's ear. Renee, laying flat on the mat, held the huge dildo firmly at the entrance to her teacher's cunt, and Diana started pulling Leslie by her nipples. Leslie moaned and grimaced as there was more pleasure than pain in the mild tit-torture she was receiving, but it forced her to sit hard on that truncheon of a cock. Inch by inch, Diana forced her teacher lower and lower by pulling on her nipples, the monster dildo forcing its way up ever higher into the recesses of Leslie's cunt. So far, nine inches had disappeared, but Diana now lifted Leslie in the same way, pulling up on those tortured nipples, forcing her to rise about six inches. Immediately Renee reached up, took hold of her teacher's beautiful hips, and pulled her forcefully back onto the dildo, ramming all but about an inch into her traumatized cunt. Again, Leslie was lifted off, and this time the cock rammed home, bouncing against and pushing through Leslie's cervix. Giving their teacher only a moment to adjust to the girth and length of the dildo, two other girls now joined the group. Taking hold of Leslie by her ass cheeks and thighs, they lifted her up eight inches and allowed her to drop down all the way again, her cunt painfully swallowing the impossibly large invader. Somehow though, Leslie started pushing herself up and pulling herself down like the girls wanted, impaling herself again and again, as her body started to respond to this outrageous assault. Each time, she went up a little higher and came down a little faster, fucking herself like she'd never been fucked before. When they felt the time was right, the girls held her down, the cock fully impaled in her cunt-hole. Now it was Samantha's turn. She climbed over Renee's legs and positioned herself behind Leslie. With difficulty, Sam tried to push that 2" wide cock into her teacher's asshole. After a couple of failures, she got the tip in about half an inch. Now she could push hard against that sphincter, forcing it wider and wider. Leslie screamed, "Oh god, it's too big! Fuck, it's tearing me apart! Please take it out! Take it out! My ass can't bear it!" Miss Wolfe raised her eyebrow, impressed by Leslie's language but unsympathetic to her plight. "Shut up Mrs Gaye," she admonished, bringing the hand held closer to Leslie's impossibly stretched asshole. "Take it like a woman." Samantha shoved hard and the huge cock sodomized about two inches into Leslie's barely accommodating ass. Leslie screamed and the watching girls, frantically fingering their clits at the sight before them, cheered. The twins, Jodie and Rhonda, were fingering each other's assholes as they watched the incredible show. "Ooohh, fuck it hurts!" screamed Leslie. Sam now stepped up the campaign to bugger her teacher's ass: driving the cock in an inch to Leslie's loud grunt; withdrawing an inch; driving in another two inches; slipping out two inches; driving in three inches; slowly working that cock deeper and deeper to repeated erotic grunts and moans by her teacher, until, unbelievably, the entire monster-sized dildo was embedded in Leslie's bottom, Samantha's pussy deliciously resting against Leslie's ass. Sam reached up with her left hand and took hold of Leslie's neck, pulling her back slightly. "You're my ass mate Mrs Gaye, your ass belongs to me," she said huskily. "Oh God yesss!" Leslie cried, any pretence of `respectability' gone. "My ass belongs to all of you!" She was in sexual heaven, a dildo lodged in her cunt and one in her ass, and she abandoned herself to their tight fullness. Sam and looked around at her classmates. "You hear that girls? We can fuck Mrs Gaye's ass when we want." The girls cheered and Miss Wolfe smiled as she got a close-up of Samantha's hand squeezing Leslie's neck. Despite the pleasure, Leslie was still in pain, tears still spilling from her eyes. Diana took Leslie's face in one hand and slapped her face hard with the other, saying, "It's all the way in, Mrs Gaye. You can smile now like a good school whore!" Through her tears, Leslie actually smiled, at least until the fucking started. Samantha pulled her hips away, dragging the cock out a few inches, and drove it unrelentingly back in, eliciting more tears and moans of pain from her teacher. She continued, thrusting in and out several inches at a time, squeezing past the equally devastating cock in Leslie's cunt picking up the speed. And suddenly, Leslie was the one doing the pushing and pulling. She was sliding forward, allowing the cocks to slip out of her cunt and ass at the same time, and them pushing back to recapture them. Gradually she was making larger and larger movements, forcing four then six inches out and back in at a time. Renee and Sam started moving in harmony with her, withdrawing about nine inches from cunt and asshole and slamming back, fucking cunt and buggering ass in glorious overwhelming unison. Each pounding sent Leslie's cunt and ass quivering uncontrollably. She had her eyes closed and a slight smile on her face: she was being sodomized and cunt-fucked by her 13 year-old pupils and she never wanted it to end. Fuck God, fuck her miserable husband, the girls could tear her cunt and asshole to shreds, as long as they kept fucking her. In the back of her mind she knew this would be her life from now on, adult entertainment to her students. There were only nine here. She needed more. All the girls in her sex education classes need to be fucking her, even the religious ones. Fuck, maybe even the school. Could she be the school whore like Miss Wolfe asked her earlier today? Did she have the guts to be a whore? Leslie opened her eyes and smiled down at Renee. "Shit! Fuck me harder! Fuck my asshole! Bite my nipples! Make me cum! Sodomize me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass! Faster! Harder!" "If I do Mrs Gaye, then you have to do what I tell you to do...," Renee said smiling up at her teacher. "Yes, yes, any fucking thing you want," panted Leslie as she closed her eyes again. "Anything at all, Les-be-gay?" asked Renee in a sultry voice. "Oh God yes, fucking anything, I will do anything," Leslie almost screamed as she kept bouncing up and down on the dildos. Miss Wolfe was standing there with the camcorder, recording the look on Leslie's face. For the first time since this started, her cunt was throbbing and she knew the excitement was getting the better of her. The scene before her, especially Leslie's complete corruption, was more than she could have hoped for. "Okay, Les-be-gay you got it," laughed Renee. Leslie didn't hear the last part as she came screaming, with Samantha's giant artificial cock ramming her asshole and Renee's cock fucking her cunt. Her cunt and ass quivered around both dildos and she almost fell forward from exhaustion on top of Renee until Sam took hold of her from behind. The girls rolled Leslie off the two cocks and onto the mat and Renee sat up smiling at Samantha as she stood over her teacher. Both girls were panting and flushed after the effort they had put in to using the strap-ons. "What a fucking whore she is," Samantha said looking down at her teacher's quivering body. Miss Wolfe couldn't take it any more and she handed the camcorder to Sue. "Keep the camera rolling..." Sue took it and giggled, looking round at the other teens. Leslie was still laying on her side on the mat when Miss Wolfe pulled out a funny looking dildo from her bag, "This girls is what is known as a face dildo..." she said, her voice clearly aroused. The girls giggled and looked at the plastic device curiously. "The strap fits around the head and neck of the woman wearing it so the dildo sticks out from their mouth, like this." Before Leslie react Miss Wolfe had the face dildo strapped around her head and neck. "Mmmmfff???" "What's that Mrs Gaye? What's this used for?" laughed Miss Wolfe, ripping off her own panties as she spoke, "I am glad you asked!!" She squatted down on Leslie's face and slowly lowered herself onto the dildo. "This how it works girls..." Miss Wolfe's voice faded as she rested her ass cheeks on Leslie's face, the dildo filling her cunt. She sat there squatting obscenely as the girls knelt down on the mat for a closer look, rubbing themselves. Miss Wolfe wiggled her hips a little bit. "Oh, fuck yes, this is heaven!" she exclaimed, smiling at the masturbating teens. "Girls, once you lose your virginity in high school you can use this plastic toy... it is designed for the submissive woman to use on her dominant girlfriend..." Miss Wolfe started to bounce up and down on Leslie's face and the room was filled with the sounds of sex: the squelch of little fingers rubbing tight young cunts; the incoherent groans of Leslie; and the moans of approaching orgasm from Miss Wolfe as she impaled herself. After her first orgasm, Miss Wolfe stood up and got on her hands and knees. "Girls get, Les-be-gay," Miss Wolfe ordered and the girls laughed at her use of their name for Mrs Gaye. "Put her on her hands and knees right behind me and line up that lovely dildo with my cunt." The teens sat their teacher up and moved her to her hands and knees, then pushed her face with the dildo into Miss Wolfe's cunt. There was no sign of resistance from Leslie, just complete submission. She quickly figured out what to do and started pushing and pulling the dildo into the young woman's cunt, her nose touching Miss Wolfe's anus with each thrust forward. In no time Miss Wolfe was moaning and moving her hips back and forth as she ground her cunt into Leslie's face. "Hold her head still girls. Oh yesss, fuck yesss! You're a dirty whore, Les-be-gay, a dirty fucking whore," yelled Miss Wolfe as she came for a second time on the dildo. The special class ran a little longer than Miss Wolfe had planned but nobody complained: each girl got a chance at fucking Leslie's asshole doggy style and Miss Wolfe had left the face dildo attached so the girls took great delight in fucking and slapping her ass. Miss Wolfe got close-ups and wide angle shots of Leslie on her hands and knees, with the face dildo bouncing up and down as the girls thrust their dildos into her. She had been careful not to film the girls' faces but where she did get a facial picture she would be able to block out the girl's face later. Rhonda was the last one to ass fuck Leslie. As she got up she pushed her teacher to the mat. "Thanks for letting me fuck your asshole, Les-be-gay," Rhonda laughed. "Thank our teacher girls!" "Thank you for letting us fuck you, Mrs Gaye!!" laughed the girls as they took their strap-ons off and tossed them at Leslie. They giggled excitedly as they got dressed ignoring Leslie who still lay on the mat. She didn't bother to close her legs, there seemed little point after what had happened, and the cool air seemed comforting on her reddened gaping cunt and anus. Eventually she sat up and took the face dildo off, tossing it to the side. Fuck, she was going to be sore tomorrow, she thought. Her cunt and asshole hurt and she tenderly rubbed her swollen labia. When the girls were gone, Miss Wolfe tossed Leslie's soiled blouse and mini skirt to her. "Very good Mrs Gaye, I can tell that you really enjoyed all that fucking today," Miss Wolfe said approvingly as she packed away her cameras. "You've opened a whole new world for these young girls, and for yourself I think." Suddenly embarrassed with herself, tears formed in her eyes. "I, um, I didn't really enjoy all of it Miss Wolfe," she lied. "I mean, those girls getting so rough and all, and, and you with that dildo face thing showing the girls how to use it." "Yes I know, watching them play with you and fuck you this week, I can see that you didn't enjoy any of it," Miss Wolfe chuckled sarcastically, zipping up one of the bags. Leslie blushed and looked away, embarrassed with her actions now that the lust had left her. Miss Wolfe walked over to the mat and stood over Her. "Tell me you didn't enjoy the fucking today?" she said forcefully. "Tell me you didn't come multiple times? That you loved what the girls did to you. That you loved talking dirty and degrading yourself before those girls. Go on, tell me you didn't like it." Leslie looked away, blushing and suddenly angry with herself. "Well?" "Yes I enjoyed it, happy now?" Leslie said, raising her voice but still avoiding the younger woman's eyes. "Enjoy what?" Miss Wolfe asked as squatting down in front of Leslie. She spread her legs ever so slightly, giving Leslie a view of her pantyless crotch. Unable to stop herself, Leslie's eyes darted from the mat to Miss Wolfe's crotch, that lovely, hairless cunt she had so recently fucked with that dildo. Miss Wolfe watched and smiled and Leslie blushed again. "Tell me. What did you enjoy?" Leslie hesitated and then whispered, "I enjoyed the fucking and yes I came multiple times!" She had tears in her eyes. Her body had betrayed her, her lust had betrayed her, hell, her entire being had betrayed her. It was like a `high', a fix that she needed and when she came down from her `high' she was embarrassed, no mortified at what she had participated in. "Well, you nasty, whore!" smiled Miss Wolfe as she stood up. "Remind me of what you are again...." "A whore," Leslie muttered. "Who's whore?" Leslie hesitated. "The schools whore!" "Yes, you are." Miss Wolfe walked over to her bag, reached in and tossed Leslie another bundle of clothes, a white blouse and mini skirt. "Wear these school clothes tomorrow," she ordered. Leslie looked up at Miss Wolfe. "These were school clothes?" "You're such an idiot sometimes Leslie. You don't think that I would have bought these clothes for you out of my own money? Fuck!" Miss Wolfe shook her head. "I shouldn't tell you this but what the hell. Starting tomorrow you'll be given a clothing allowance so that you can purchase the same type of blouse, mini skirt, heels, stockings, make-up, and all the other stuff that makes you look like a two-bit whore. This will be your school uniform from now on." Leslie reached over and grabbed her used blouse and mini skirt. She looked up at Miss Wolfe. "Why are you doing this to me?" she asked timidly. "I haven't done anything to you Mrs Gaye, you've done it all yourself." Miss Wolfe turned and walked to the desk. She slung the bags around her shoulders. "Don't bother cleaning the dildos, just find a place to store them here in the room and straighten up these desks." She chuckled. "It looks like a fucking mess in here." Miss Wolfe walked to the classroom door. "Oh, report to Mrs Wright's office first thing tomorrow morning," she said and then walked out of the room, laughing. Leslie sat on the mat and cried, rubbed her eyes of the tears, and looked around the room: her room; well, not exactly her room any more. She stood up and set the room in order. She moved the mat to the corner and the mannequin to the other corner. The desks were straight and she found an empty box for the dildos. Then she put her blouse and mini skirt on, but had to use paper clips in the button holes to hold the blouse together and also more to secure the mini skirt around her waist. As long as she walked carefully the skirt should stay on. She made it to her car, threw the plastic bag of money and her bag in the back seat and drove home. Her cunt and ass still hurt, and she was still upset with her behaviour with the girls, but she had to admit she did like what happened to her. Her question now was, how come God wanted her to do this? She would have to pray on it. She took a hot shower and made dinner for Randy, who was late as usual. He barely ate what she had made for him which pissed her off because of the amount work she had done to prepare the meal. He sat on the recliner and watched TV as she sat quietly on the couch reading her bible. She tried to concentrate but her mind wandered to the girls and the orgy in the classroom. Her cunt spasmed and her stomach tingled and she had a desperate urge to go to the bathroom and masturbate but was ashamed at the thought of it. She knew Randy masturbated in the bathroom, she had found soiled tissue on more than one occasion and that disappointed her. Masturbation was against the God's command in the bible, but still.