Lulu screamed as her cunt filled with the rushing cam bursting out of Brett's huge throbbing cock. She trembled, her body bowed back, her tits red from the cat, with deeper, crimson marks all over them. Her ass heaved as her cimnt throbbed around the spurting fucker and her legs pulled up, spreading so that Brett could get more of his cock in her hot cunt. She screamed as the whip lashed her jiggling tit-globes.
"Ooooh, fill me up, Sir, fill me up!" Her little white slip tossed wildly as she came, the sides of it flapping over her whipped tits occasionally.
Aurora watched in shame and horror as Lulu's body rolled on Brett's enormous fuckrod. Cum oozed out of Lulu's cunt and ran into the crack of her ass, but she didn't care, she just screamed and came, while Brett held her, his cock still spurting cum in her wet cunt.
"That's it, that's it!" he roared. "Ooooh, fuck that was good, that was good!"
He gave Lulu one last huge heave upward and then dropped the little schoolgirl back onto the desk, leaving her moaning face-down on the leather top while he slid his cock slowly in and out of her throbbing cunt, working the last of his cum out. Lulu rubbed her tits as she came down off her climax, gasping for breath.
"Not bad, I think you have paid for your disobedience," Karla said. "Now, would you like to be a special girl for the day?"
"Oh, yes, Madame," Lulu gasped, still facedown on the desk top.
"When my husband gets his cock out of your cunt, I have a job for you," Karla said.
Brett gave a grin and pulled his prick out of Karla's sucking pussy. It had gone down a little, but was still more than rigid enough to scare the daylights out of the trembling Aurora. He grinned and let his robe swing back over his massive fucker. Lulu stood up and instantly began to fix her stocking seams straight as she waited for Karla to give her instructions.
Instantly Brett grabbed Aurora by her long blonde hair and pulled her. Screaming and wailing, Aurora lurched back in her high heels until she came up against the back of a chair. Keeping his grip on her hair, Brett walked around the chair and pulled her hard, so that she almost lost her balance, but ended up bent back like a bow, the back of the chair biting into her just above her waist.
"Spread your legs," Karla said and whipped the cat right into Aurora's lovely tits.
Aurora's scream rang around the room as she put her hands up over her fits to protect them.
The cat lashed into her upper thighs, beating red lines all over her milky flesh between her stocking tops and her pussy-mound.
She screamed again, putting her hands down to protect her thighs, while all die time Brett kept his grip on her hair, allowing her no room to move at all.
"Put your hands behind your back," Karla said, "if you want to get this over with quickly."
"I'll do whatever you want!" Aurora sobbed, terrified out of her mind.
"Good. But you have to take three strokes on your pussy. Open your legs when you're ready!"
Aurora opened her legs even as she was screaming with pain. She could feel her tits bursting with agony, her lovely red areolas throbbing under the terrible assault. She hung over the chair back as the cat lashed upward, right between her legs.
She gasped, tears starting out of her eyes as the cat lashed her. Her puffy pussy-lips felt as if they were bursting, and her clit erupted with horrible agony. Her clit burned, throbbing with a pain that coursed through her, making her body throb in a strange way. She screamed and Brett let go of her hair.
But there was still Lulu, waiting on the desk, her legs wide open, cum running out of her pussy, through her fingers, and all over her ass.
"I was very naughty, Madame," Lulu confessed, "I couldn't help it, I got so excited I came just watching. There's so much more cum to lick up now, my pussy just gushed!"
Karla smiled. "You're going for bonus points for this weekend, huh."
"Yes, Madame."
"You just might get them," Karla said. "Now, lick her out!"
Helplessly Aurora bent over the desk and let her mouth come closer to the reeking pit of Lulu's cunt. She smelt the strong odor of a woman in heat, mixed with the clean, salty smell of Brett's cum as she got closer and the mixture churned up her insides just as the pain from the whip on her clit had done. Sobbing, she licked and some of the cum and Lulu's pussy-juices came up into her mouth. With a shudder, she swallowed them. She licked again, over Lulu's clit, cleaning off the creamy mess.
"Ooooohh," Lulu sighed. "Oooohhh, I like that."
Lulu lay there purring as Aurora licked at her pussy, cleaning the red cunt-gash until there was no more cum in it.
"Right into my cunt, Miss," Lulu said, opening the tight little hole and making sure Aurora's tongue went right in as far as it could. "Oooohhhh, yes, that's nice! Now my ass, that got some of it."
She lay even farther back and spread her asschecks, showing the goo running deep in the crack.
Aurora almost threw up. But this wasn't as bad as the whip. She licked at the goo, listening to Lulu's contented purring, feeling Lulu's tight little ass muscles spasm under her tongue. It was disgusting, but Lulu's ass was clean, and so Aurora managed to survive the ordeal.
"Good!" Karla snapped. "Get going, Lulu, and you, come here."
Aurora got up and stared at Karla. There was a strange light in the horrible woman's eyes.
Aurora stumbled over to Karla as the tall dark woman stood there, the whip in her hands. She looked Aurora up and down.
"You still haven't been fucked," she said, "but that can wait. Take my dress off."
Aurora didn't think of refusing. Karla's glittering eyes behind the veil made her shake. She reached for the top of the zipper at the back of Karla's dress, easing it down, right to the crack of Karla's ass. Then she slid it down the woman's arms, and held it as she stepped out of it.
Aurora had no real idea what she expected to find under the dress, but it certainly wasn't a leather dress, with a hem that only just covered Karla's ass. It was cut so low that Karla's luscious tits bulged right out, and from the deepest point of the neck line, a zipper reached right down the front to the hem. The whole effect, coupled with the thigh-length boots, was one of vastly increased menace.
"Good," Karla said. She walked around Aurora as the young teacher stood there trembling. "Your stocking scams are out of line!"
"No, really, no!" Aurora wailed, turning and staring. Karla was right, her stocking seam was out of line.
"Well," Karla said in her best silky voice, "what happens to girls whose stockings are out of line?"
Aurora felt her throat constricting. "They get whipped, Madame."
"Very good, you're learning. For that you can suck Brett's cock while I do it. Everything is so much nicer with a cock in your mouth, don't you think?"
Aurora felt her chest heaving in panic. She looked over to Brett, sprawled in a chair, his cock sticking out of the front of his robe. It was not as big as it had been before, but it stirred as she looked at it and began to unwind and stretch like a snake. It had cum smeared all over it and Aurora felt sick again as she looked at it. She knew she would never get that huge cockhead past her lovely lips.
"Don't just look at it!" Karla snapped. "Co over there, bend over and get on with it!"
It was a bad dream for Aurora as she walked over to the grinning headmaster. She looked once again at the enormous cock she was supposed to suck. It had grown in just a few moments, standing out, almost hard. The huge ball-shaped cock-head was throbbing slightly as Brett reached out and ran his hands over her tits, then up to take a handful of her blonde hair.
"Don't be shy," he said, "it's all for you."
Their contemptuous teasing was almost worse than the pain of the whip. Aurora sobbed as she bent over, her long legs stretching as she went down, her ass pushing up, presenting a perfect target.
Brett held her hair as she led her mouth to the swollen tip of his cock. Close up the thing it looked even more menacing, huge and purplish, oaths end of the cock-shaft.
Brett grabbed her hair tighter. He took his cock and slapped it hard against Aurora's face. There was some give in it still, it wasn't totally hard, and that made the sting of it even worse. Aurora gasped and wailed, but his cock came back, slapping the other side of her face, stinging just as badly.
"Whore meat," Brett said, "that's all you are, bitch, and don't forget it, whore meat!"