Polemonium caeruleum Inigo Jones here again, your adulteress Muse continues her memoirs

In my hold up visit I described to you the method in which, Faith, hope and myself managed to regain our honour roll positions without having to hit the books even once. As you might experience guessed from the other chapters in this retentive saga it might make involved with a cock in me. Fear not, pricey readers, you are absolutely right

Big boob and blonde whisker will get you far in shoal I discovered with my popularity, but triple teaming your teachers with a hatful of marriageable teenage pulp will almost always succeed. We were now fucking Mr Halston ( from our hold up chapter ) the English teacher, Mr Kowalski from the mathematics section and Mr grub for interpersonal chemistry. All we asked for this rotation of spunking in teen slit were straight A's on our account circuit card. They were quite agreeable to it.

None of them of course knew about the others, each had to find like they were the masters of the creation. Men fucking around behind their wives always need to finger this way, the male ego is such a fragile thing. That's why I prefer I men who like to know a lot, they're using us and we're suing them. lead the emotional clinginess with your wives or girl

We also slowed down our early effort, but not to the point I still wasn't getting laid regularly. It was down to 3 to 4 times a week as opposed to every bingle day. I was catching up on homework in form I didn't have trouble with, my energy for cheerleading was back to rule, and I wasn't so cranky around Chet my boyfriend anymore.

mum had to excuse it to me, that charwoman often go through a"slut"stage when they first discover their sex. It can happen at any age and not just because I was a Virgo just a little over half a class ago. She told me eventualy citizenry settle down and either move past it, or move on to quality more then quantity. I had to hold with her, I cleaved to the cooperator and experiences I loved and avoided just random screwing around. And to top it off, we had this discussion as Marcus'cum was dring on our faces after he blew a load on us during what had become ongoing threesomes with Momma's beau.

My wonderful fellow Chet was unaware of our reverse-gangbangs of teachers and I had no intention on telling him. Yes, Chet the high-school teenage aspiration was my mysterious cuckold, but fucking the teachers was more like business to me then the fun I normally made Chet lick out of me. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy the sex, I just recognized this as prostitution knit stitch and simple, thankfully it was done with respect

Of all the instructor we were fucking individually one or twice a month after school, Mr Halston was our favourite. He had the most stamina, the biggest peter and could eat puss like a lesbian. We had never met a Lesbian, but we knew he was better then us at it, and we were gals that loved muff diving. That and Hope and I would make him recount sonnets when he was fucking us. doggy style

But all good things come to an end and it was late in the year when it did. And it did cum in our death, but that's getting ahead of ourselves at the moment.

It was the starting time of May and this was to be the finale prison term we fucked a teacher this year, so we saved our ducky Mr Halston for in conclusion. He would contribute us this final examination grad and then we were on our own for the end of twelvemonth exams.We were studying solidly for those, so I was safe we could maintain an A average, at worst slip to a B+

We were in a hemicycle as a endure talent to him we were letting him return us a facial nerve all over our teen faces. He was spunking his load on our faces, Hope the cum whore trying to hog it all when the Apocalypse burst through the classroom door. We all turned our straits to the allegedly locked room access and I got spunk in my eye as a answer. It burns like a bitch I tell you.


Standing there was the woman everyone in shoal affectionately called"The Dragon lady ”, Vice-Principal Gordon. She was all of five-foot-four, an full inch taller than me but she terrified the nookie out of everyone she crossed. Our hears sank immediately into the floor. And Mr Halstons spunk auto instantly became a limp noodle.

She had short cropped blade grey hair, piercing blue middle and impregnable Germanic features. The running trick was that she was Nazi top-notch soldier which wasn't put into production at the end of the second humans War, but she was still scary. She always dressed severely too, shrill horn rimmed spyglass, even sharper pressed dress-suits all in gunship grays or in bleak. This was little dissimilar except she was in her Nazi leather long coat this metre. Bitch

"Mr Halston, outdoor stage by the door ”, she hissed at our teacher.

He was white as a ghost and trembled quickly through getting dressed, shooting scared smell at us and her. Images of divorcement papers, termination notice and a longsighted prison conviction dancing in his top dog no doubt.



I decided to flirt up a foresightful lost accomplishment I developed on my good for nil father that always worked. I opened my eyes broad and trembled my lip deliberately, my undecomposed wounded Bambi feel that always melted adults into being wrapped around my finger

"Vice-Principal Gordon, I can explicate -- - ”, I said in my skilful slight girl voice


"Save it slut ”, she barked at me

That took me by surprise. I had been called slut by a woman before, but usually only after her and I had swapped cum or I had eaten a shipment of jizz from out of her ass. That was playful, this was mean. She was out for blood.I gulped deeply and audibly..

Faith was getting to her feet, her hot Irish stemma flowing at her champion being insulted ; but Vice Principal Gordon shot her a look that would block a smoke in mid flight of stairs. Hope just covered her face in her handwriting, hating any form of intense confrontation.

"For the end 4 month you three little loose woman have been treating this exquisitely school as your own personal bagnio ”, she said starting to pace in strawman of us

She continued as she slowly marched,"Sucking son off behind the bleachers, screwing in the parking lot, running string by the football team in the construction site, and now this trading your teenage whore ass to teachers for form"

This was not good, in fact it was horrible. She knew everything we had been up to at school this year. Stupid boys just had to brag didn't they, at least that has always been my suspicion between now and then. In any case, our jig was finally up it seemed.

"I should expel the three of you right on the smudge ”, she hissed

"Oh god no ”, Hope whimpered behind her hands

"And fire your pedophile ass on the spot,"she snarled at Mr Halston.

"Please Vice Principal, don't expel us ”, I began crying

"And just why shouldn't I, you blonde bimbo ?"

Just as I was about to burst into a flood of tears at the cerebration of being a teenage dropout, Faith's business enterprise common sense jumped in the way of that oncoming gearing

"Please Vice lead Gordon, is there anything we can do to make this up ? ”, faith tried desperately looking for an slant


‘ So, you vant to make a deal, ja ?"our Vice Principal said, her German accent finally coming out

Great, the story were right, she was a German Nazi exceedingly soldier.

"Yes ma'am ”, I said choking back rent,"we'll do anything you want."

Our Aryan super-soldier Vice principal stopped pacing and turned and stepped up to me. She took me gently by the chin and tilted my headspring up to hers and to lock away on me with her stale sword eyes.

"Anything ? ”, she said with just the hint of malice

I forced back the oncoming tears,"Anything."

"Gut. Very very gut. ”, she smiled at me with the gustatory perception of evil and let go of my head.

She stepped away from me and folded her arms across her chest, still looking very much like an SS officeholder in her leather long coat.

"On your feet tramps and stoop over your teachers desk"she told us

We nervously looked at each other, trying to figure out with one another what was going to happen next. Even Hope had taken her work force off her face now. Her eyes were reddened and she looked even more scared than how I felt.

"Now ! ”, Vice Principal Gordon commanded in a smell we had never heard before

We obediently got up and turned around and knack over Mr Halston's nearby desk. I was in the heart, with faith and promise on my leftfield and compensate respectively. We looked nervously at each former and I bit my lip as I tend to. To be comely, Faith was more angry then scared, you could tell by her gritted teeth. I don't think organized religion has ever been scared of anyone.

We heard her clunk up behind us, probably in Nazi boots I figured. I looked back over my shoulder for a s, to see what she was up to.

"center forward gripe ! ”, she snarled

"Yes ma'am ! ”, I replied looking forward

"centre forward until I say otherwise, do you three sluts understand ?"


"Yes ma'am ”, the three of us murmured meekly.

That was when I felt something difficult and monotonous and cool being dragged across my defenseless ass cheeks. Jesus H Christ ! She had a god damned paddle ! This was just getting worsened and high-risk. It was a girlfriend in prison house movie come to life

"Louder hiker !"

"Yes ma'am ”, the three of us said keeping our eyes now locked onto the chalkboard and some truly vacuous bank bill on Shakespeare who had been 400 years too late to save us now.She continued walking behind us gently dragging her paddle across our bare rump as she paced up and down behind us..

"Very gut. Very gut indeed"

She stopped behind me and I felt her hand suitcase my ass, my mind moving up in surpise, but still not turning around. She then did the Same to the former two cohorts of mine. It was if she was inspecting meat, which was what I was truly beginning to guess I was under her eyes.

"Such wondrous teen arsche, all the fucking and sucking, ja ?"

She clearly was seeking an answer from us because suddenly there was a whooshing and the paddle came firmly down on my backside and I let out a yelp. It took only seconds but I heard the woosh and smack on frame as our Nazi vice-principal treated religion and Hope to the same red cent discourse. And they both let out their own respective screeches.

"result me ! ”, she commanded

"Yes ma'am ! ”, we cried out.

"Gut huren"

I didn't know what ‘ huren'meant, but I was pretty sure I didn't like it

"Every time I ask you a question, you vill serve it, understand huren ?

"Yes ma'am"we answered, Hope and I were crying again at this decimal point


"And just to show you I am serious"

And down came the waddle firmly on my former butt on cheek. I felt as though my ass must be glowing as red as an ember by this point.. My redheaded friend and goth compatriot received the same treatment..


The bad piece was that she didn't stop. Our vice principal sum really went to town with her wooden table. She swung hard and mercilessly on our bent over fundament. It was knockout and speedy on us all. These weren't little sexual love taps.She was full on walloping our asses with steady swings.All three of us were crying at the sheer insult that our gluteous mazimus'were receiving.

"Ms. Gordon, is this really necessity ? ”, Halston meekly tried speaking up.

vice Principal Gordon stopped her hammering of our backside long enough to undulate the boat paddle at him.

"You have three options Mr Halston ; tenderise your resignation, preserve your mouth shut, or bend over and wait your go ”, she said in a tone that tolerated no questioning.

Mr Halston chose neither unemployment or showing solidarity with his little harem. To be evenhandedly, if I was given his alternative he did, I easily would induce chosen silence as well.

"Tyrone, would you delight come in and fix young Ms John Luther Jones ”, the German Nazi said seemily sated from beating our bums.
I heard the door capable and whom I assumed was Tyrone the school day keeper enter the room. I didn't dare turn my head teacher and expression, fearing another turn of paddling. Nor did I attempt to even to look in any direction other then forward. I could hear Faith and hope whimpering to either side of me.

As Tyrone stepped in forepart of me, Faith and Hope were pulled back and off the desk by their hair, both screeched and were pulled away by frailty Principal Gordon. Tyrone bent down in forepart of me, and I tried imploring the old black janitor with my eyes to not do what he did side by side. He took my mitt and bound them together behind my back at the wrists.

religion and Hope were forced to their stifle just to the slope where Mr Halston stood in the turning point. Their eye were red from tears, Hope's war paint was making her facial expression like a racoon. Old Tyrone took some more duration of rope from his coveralls and tied Leslie Townes Hope and Faith's hand behind them as well.

That's when Vice principal sum Gordon took of her prospicient coat and stepped in front of me. I knew I was in horseshit when I saw what she was wearing under her"national socialist uniform"it was worse, far worse. She was in a sinister leather bustier, thigh senior high leather rush and covering her crotch was a thick farseeing Black strap-on she had strapped to her leg.

"Now all you minuscule huren are going to see vhat ve do with sluts in my shoal ”, she said slapping my grimace with her *cock* a yoke times

She gripped religious belief by he hair and pulled her away to around behind me.

"Come my rothaarige huren, you must get me prepared “, she said dragging organized religion behind me

In moments I heard gagging sounds right behind me, companion I too. It was the typical phone of Faith being facefucked, I had heard it in adequate group scenes over the hold out near twelvemonth with her to agnise it when I heard it.

"Tyrone, pose your big drecksneger cock down Charity's pharynx ”, Vice head Gordon said offhandedly.

"With delight ma'am ”, the old man smile

It took all of a couple seconds for the old man to unzip his coveralls. For an old guy he sure was packing a lot of essence. Not that I had a chance to break it out very long as Tyrone very quickly shoved his shaft into my mouth. He gripped the dorsum of my head and without any further cool proceeded to fuck my oral fissure as intellection it were just another mess for him.

I tried salivating a bit so that he wouldn't choke me completely and could lubricate him up, and as I did so I heard frailty head teacher behind me

"That's full enough for now strumpet, and new Ms Jenkins, start sucking your teachers cock like the fornicatress you are"

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw where Hope was kneeling by Mr Halston. She tearfully and obediently opened her sass and Mr Halston reluctantly pulled out his hobble pecker and fed it to Hope. That's when I felt mortal's grimace pressed to my crotch from behind, like they were literally having my expression showed into my back side.

"Start licking your whore-sister's arsche and fotze,"she commanded Faith

And lick my"arsche"and"fotze"she did. Luckily we had been in this position before many prison term already and she knew how to progress to my slur even from a forced Angle. I guess if we were end for a molestation, we might as well try to make it comfortable on each other. She slurped her way up and down, tonguing my clean house arse too as instructed.

Her face was pushed further down and then I felt a big dollop of sit drop onto my backdoor. In a match seconds later I could finger the mind of the fat smutty latex strap-on pressed against my anus.Vice Principal gave out a short gag and without anything remotely resembling gradualness, showed her *dick* into me.

I all but howled in anguish as she anallly ravaged me, but I couldn't do anything but take a crap choked gurgling auditory sensation around Old Tyrone's big Black cock in my rima oris. And picking up on my cues of soreness, our Nazi kick started really ramming into me.

As VP Gordon anally punished me, Old Tyrone had gripped me by the back of the point and was thrusting his big black gumshoe further and further down my throat. I couldn't do anything to refuse or set my own pace. Tyrone barely gave a shit if I could breath, maybe pulling out enough for me to puff a breath every 30 seconds or so. twaddle was pooling down my mentum and dripping onto the floor, it was so bad I had not dribbling out of my nose.

The tough part was the despite my pharynx ravishing, I'm also a big anal retentive slut. The anal retentive ramming I was getting, though incredibly painful was stretching my nerves right out, coupled with religion's trouncing of my twat and occasional clit tonguings ( you try doing better from that angle ), I was well un my way too cumming

I tried holding it back, but my branch started trembling the way they often do when I climax, and VP Gordon took noticed. She leaned over on top of me, pressing her body weight into me. She grabbed my hair in one fistful and twisted a gruelling nipple of mine in the other.

"Cum for me you little lady of pleasure ”, she barked in my ear.

And damned if I didn't cum as commanded, the submissive in me came out to play so it seemed. I had never been dominated before, and this was far from consensual, but I couldn't assistance but get off on it.

And just as I was finished cumming, I could feel Old Tyrone's beam of light beging to expand in me.

"sustenance his cum in your mouth huren"she ordered


He dumped salvo after volley into my mouth, and had to fight my urge to take back as I usually do

Nazi gripe laughed at my kindling humiliation and then wrenched her *cock* out of me. I felt like s he had been ramming a long in me without any lube. My ass hurt like it was on flaming. She gripped by hair and pulled me off the desk. She pulled me across the room and dumped me down beside Hope.

She then pulled Hope away from sucking Mr Halston's dick. She actually whimpered a bit at that too being the oral daemon she is. Nazi Bitch then pulled her to where over to where Faith was kneeling at the sharpness of the desk. She then gripped trust and pushed her over the desk and placed Hope between her legs where religious belief had been eating me

"Mr Halston, fuck her throat and cum all her slutty face when you're done"

Mr Halston began pushing his gumshoe between hope's lips, but I was soon obscured by Old Tyrone who was now shoving his half hard putz between my tits. The dirty old SOB would spit between my mammilla and occasionally stroke himself for lube.

"I said FUCK her throat Mr Halston, or do you not desire a job come Mon morning"


With that I started hearing the pale gagging sounds again that I must have been making myself. Moments later I could see the muffled screaming of Faith as what I can only assume was VP Gordon also mercilessly fucking her ass.

Eventually Tyrone got fully hard again, but kept spitting between my tits for lubricator. He pulled hy head back and fucked my big knocker and looked over at the appearance. Ignoring me was the regretful part of that humiliation

Mr Halston came in religious belief ‘ s rima oris, and we were all swapped out again by VP Gordons hands dragging us by the hair's-breadth. I found myself buried deep in Hopes ass and pussy as the nazi cunt ruthlessly fucked her rectum for all she was Charles Frederick Worth. All the whilst the now hard again Old Tyrone was nerve fucking Hope just as mercilessly.

Eventually Tyrone blew another payload this time in Hope's mouth, which must have been a night mare for a ego professed cum junkie like her, and VP Gordon pulled out. She pulled the busty goth off of the table.She positioned us face by position each other facing her. My ass was on fire and I knew sitting down was going to be a bitch tonight let alone the ease of the weekend

VP Gordon then ordered as kneeling young woman to spit our cum loads on each others faces. I was ordered first to patter on Leslie Townes Hope, when I demurely shook my head the Nazi gripe picked up the paddle off the level

I looked at Hope with an apologetic supercilium curl and ptyalise the cum right in her face, it was pretty nasty. Then Hope spitting in Faith's brass, and then Faith grudgingly spit her cumload in my face. It was humiliating being ordered and objectified like this. And VP Gordon just couldn't stop laughing.

She dismissed Mr Halston first and straightened herself out, neatening her haircloth and tying her strap-on back down to the inside of her thigh. Tyrone then went on to bring his pushcart in and claean up the desk and the spit and cum from the floor like he was doing an everyday job.

"I expect to see you three every Friday nighttime after school untill the end of the year to continue your punishment, if you don't you're expelled."

She truend away from us and walked away as if we didn't exist. We quietly cleaned up and put our dress back on and left school.

Outside it was already dark, it was close to 9 by the clip she had finished all but raping us and we made our way painfully back to my station. We soldiered down the route leaning on each other. My nipples ached and burned from the whirl. My ass boldness felt like they were on fire from the paddling. And I felt like individual had stuck a telephone up my ass.

We staggered our way back to my home having already planned on crashing there anyways. As we wandered into the trailer park we noticed a couplet conversant railcar drive out.

"Shit, the gangbang… ”, Faith sighed out.

We were supposed to meet the football boys at 6 for our monthly company, but we obviously couldn't make it due to our punishment at the hired man of the Nazi Bitch. They obviously had come looking for us.

As we walked up to the little terrace of the double spacious Momma and I shared, a twain of the boys from the team stepped out in very in effect spirits.

"Hey, looks the party is about to get again ”, one of the teen boys said

We hobbled up the steps past the boys and were about to enter, feeling like we should break the news we couldn't fuck tonight inside. But then the endorse asshole spanked me on the ass. SONOFABITCH that suffering ! ! ! !

"whoreson ! ”, I exclaimed turning on him.

religion then pushed him down the stairs summoning a bit of Energy Department just to do that, and we trundled inside


"What a squawk, at least her mom was fun to party with. ”, the frst guy said picking up his Friend

I didn't have to mull what the meant long, as soon we entered the living room I could figure that out. Momma was laying aspect down on an air mattress she used for acts at the Zebra order. Her face was down but her ass was up in the air. The feeling of sweat, sex, spunk and beer filled the apartment. Beer bottom were all around the floor.

The big titted hiker of a mother of mine was snoring happily having been fucked and alcoholised into unconsciousness. What sucked for me was that she was wearing my chearleed top scrunched above her bosom. I'm a 32DDD, but mama was a 36G… that top was ruined to shit, with cum and beer stains on it.

We collapsed on the couch and I poked at mummy with my metrical foot to wake her up. We fished a beer out the nearby ice chest and drank in silence. O.K., Leslie Townes Hope got behind mom and ate the cum dripping out her world-class, but then she joined us on the lounge for silent grumbly musings.

Fortunately there was only a few weeks left in the school class, but those week sucked and sucked bad.

Every Fri after school we got our asses wrecked by the Nazi gripe with Old Tyrone and Mr Halston doing the facefucking. We'd stagger back home, but then we'd be no just for sex like our adventures usually were on a Friday. And god knows there was no anal until Mon because of that anal molestation. That left midweek for some backstairs fun, but rarely were fun boys available.

We were pissed off at the cat fucking momma and not waiting for us, so we punished them by not giving them a death party before the big game at the end of the year. Which we then naturally lost.

The following last weekend of schooling was my 17th birthday, and momma had already picked out 6 guy wire to service me. But come the Night in question my full stop struck with a vengance.

In short a shitty end to an otherwise outstanding school class

I had the summertime to fare to look forward to, three calendar month away from the Nazi Bitch, no more cheerleading practise, no more preparation

And I had two great best friends now

I planned to get even with Nazi gripe one day, but at least I could train some time off for me again


I guess I'll have to tell you about my 17th summer, but this is a good place to end this contribution of the story


END OF FAITH, Bob Hope, AND brotherly love