Jacob's ladder Jones here again, your trollop muse continues her memoirs

In my last sojourn I described to you the method acting in which, Faith, hope and myself managed to regain our honour paradiddle status without having to learn even once. As you might have guessed from the other chapters in this long saga it might have involved with a cock in me. fright not, dear readers, you are absolutely right

Big tits and blonde hair will get you far in school I discovered with my popularity, but triad teaming your teacher with a batch of nubile teenaged flesh will almost always succeed. We were now fucking Mr Halston ( from our last chapter ) the English language instructor, Mr Kowalski from the Math department and Mr Chow for chemical science. All we asked for this rotation of spunking in teen cunt were straight A's on our report cards. They were quite agreeable to it.

None of them of line knew about the others, each had to finger like they were the masters of the universe. Men fucking around behind their wives always need to experience this way, the male ego is such a fragile thing. That's why I prefer single men who like to lie with a lot, they're using us and we're suing them. Leave the worked up clinginess with your wife or girlfriend

We also slowed down our other 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 single day. I was catching up on homework in classes I didn't have problem with, my energy for cheerleading was back to normal, and I wasn't so crank around Chet my boyfriend anymore.

Momma had to explain it to me, that women often go through a"slut"stage when they first discover their gender. It can pass off at any age and not just because I was a Virgin just a little over half a yr ago. She told me eventualy people settle down and either move past it, or strike on to quality more than then quantity. I had to agree with her, I cleaved to the mate 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 shipment on us during what had become ongoing threesomes with mammy's beau.

My tremendous boyfriend Chet was unaware of our reverse-gangbangs of instructor and I had no intention on telling him. Yes, Chet the high-school teenaged aspiration was my confidential cuckold, but fucking the instructor was more like job 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 harlotry plain 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 darling. He had the most stamina, the boastful cock and could eat pussy 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 up him recite sonnets when he was fucking us. doggy elan

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

It was the get-go of May and this was to be the last time we fucked a teacher this year, so we saved our favourite Mr Halston for cobbler's last. He would give us this terminal grade and then we were on our own for the end of class exams.We were studying solidly for those, so I was rubber we could wield an A norm, at worst gaucherie to a B+

We were in a semicircle as a last endowment to him we were letting him return us a facial all over our teenage faces. He was spunking his load on our faces, Hope the cum whore trying to hog it all when the Revelation of Saint John the Divine burst through the classroom door. We all turned our heads to the allegedly locked door and I got spunk in my eye as a issue. It burns like a bitch I tell you.


Standing there was the woman everyone in school affectionately called"The Dragon madam ”, Vice-Principal Gordon. She was all of five-foot-four, an entire inch taller than me but she terrified the ass out of everyone she crossed. Our hears sank immediately into the story. And Mr Halstons heart machine instantly became a hitch noodle.

She had curt cropped steel grey pilus, piercing dispirited heart and inviolable Germanic features. The running antic was that she was Nazi tops soldier which wasn't put into product at the end of the Second World War, but she was still scary. She always dressed severely too, sharp horn rimmed ice, even acuate pressed dress-suits all in gunship grayness or in black. This was little different except she was in her Nazi leather long coating this time. beef

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

He was white as a shade and trembled quickly through getting dressed, shooting scared looking at us and her. range of divorce papers, termination notification and a tenacious prison sentence dancing in his header no doubt.



I decided to represent up a hanker lost skill I developed on my good for nil Fatherhood that always worked. I opened my eye across-the-board and trembled my lip deliberately, my best hurt Bambi smell that always melted adults into being wrapped around my finger

"Vice-Principal Gordon, I can explain -- - ”, I said in my well little lady friend spokesperson


"Save it slut ”, she barked at me

That took me by surprisal. I had been called slut by a cleaning woman before, but usually only after her and I had swapped cum or I had eaten a load 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 whiskey blood flowing at her Quaker being insulted ; but Vice Principal Gordon shot her a look that would suspend a bullet in mid flight. Hope just covered her expression in her hands, hating any kind of intense confrontation.

"For the last 4 months you three little jade have been treating this mulct school as your own personal whorehouse ”, she said starting to pace in front of us

She continued as she slowly marched,"Sucking boys off behind the bleachers, screwing in the parking lot, running trains by the football team in the building site, and now this trading your teenage whore ass to teacher for grades"

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 blow didn't they, at least that has always been my suspicion between now and then. In any sheath, our jig was finally up it seemed.

"I should eject the three of you right on the slur ”, she hissed

"Oh god no ”, Leslie Townes Hope whimpered behind her work force

"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 erupt into a outpouring of tears at the opinion of being a teenage dropout, Faith's stage business gumption jumped in the way of that oncoming wagon train

"Please vice principal sum Gordon, is there anything we can do to make this up ? ”, Faith tried desperately looking for an angle


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

Great, the stories were right on, she was a nazi super soldier.

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

Our Indo-European super-soldier Vice head stopped pacing and turned and stepped up to me. She took me gently by the chin and tilted my school principal up to hers and to lock on me with her inhuman steel eyes.

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

I forced back the onset tears,"Anything."

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

She stepped away from me and folded her arms across her bureau, still looking very much like an SS officer in her leather farseeing coat.

"On your foot tramps and bend over your teachers desk"she told us

We nervously looked at each former, trying to picture out with one another what was going to happen next. Even Hope had taken her workforce off her grimace now. Her eye were reddened and she looked even more pall than how I felt.

"Now ! ”, vice school principal Gordon commanded in a tone we had never heard before

We obediently got up and turned around and bent over Mr Halston's nearby desk. I was in the middle, with Faith and Hope on my left and right respectively. We looked nervously at each other and I bit my lip as I tend to. To be clean, religious belief was more angry then scared, you could tell by her gritted teeth. I don't think religious belief has ever been scared of anyone.

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

"Eyes forward bitch ! ”, she snarled

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

"Eyes forward until I say otherwise, do you three strumpet understand ?"


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

That was when I felt something hard and flat and cool being dragged across my naked ass impertinence. Jesus H Christ ! She had a god damned paddle ! This was just getting bad and spoiled. It was a girls in prison house movie come to life

"Louder hiking !"

"Yes ma'am ”, the three of us said keeping our eyes now locked onto the blackboard and some truly inane Federal Reserve note on Bard of Avon who had been 400 years too late to write us now.She continued walking behind us gently dragging her paddle across our bare buttocks as she paced up and down behind us..

"Very gut. Very gut indeed"

She stopped behind me and I felt her hand grip my ass, my drumhead moving up in surpise, but still not turning around. She then did the Lapp to the other two cohort of mine. It was if she was inspecting meat, which was what I was truly beginning to think I was under her eyes.

"Such marvelous stripling arsche, all the roll in the hay and suction, ja ?"

She clearly was seeking an resolution 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 smacking on flesh as our nazi vice-principal treated Faith and promise to the same damn handling. And they both let out their own several screeches.

"response 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 prison term I ask you a question, you vill reply it, understand huren ?

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


"And just to show you I am serious"

And down came the paddle firmly on my former butt face. I felt as though my ass must be glowing as red as an ember by this point.. My redheaded ally and goth compatriot received the Same treatment..


The spoiled office was that she didn't stop. Our Vice Principal really went to Town with her wooden board. She swung toilsome and mercilessly on our bent over can. It was hard and speedy on us all. These weren't petty lovemaking taps.She was full on walloping our screw with sweetie swings.All three of us were crying at the sheer abuse that our gluteous mazimus'were receiving.

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

frailty Principal Gordon stopped her hammer of our butts long enough to flap the paddle at him.

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

Mr Halston chose neither unemployment or showing solidarity with his little seraglio. To be clean, if I was given his options he did, I easily would suffer chosen silence as well.

"Tyrone, would you please amount in and secure young Ms Inigo Jones ”, the Nazi said seemily sated from beating our bums.
I heard the door open and whom I assumed was Tyrone the school steward enter the room. I didn't daring turn my head and look, fearing another round of paddling. Nor did I attempt to even to front in any focusing other then forward. I could hear organized religion and promise whimpering to either side of meat of me.

As Tyrone stepped in front of me, trust and Hope were pulled back and off the desk by their hair, both screeched and were pulled away by Vice school principal Gordon. Tyrone bent down in front man of me, and I tried imploring the old Shirley Temple janitor with my eyes to not do what he did next. He took my hands and recoil them together behind my back at the wrists.

religious belief and Bob Hope were forced to their knees just to the English where Mr Halston stood in the corner. Their center were red from bout, Leslie Townes Hope's makeup was making her look like a raccoon. Old Tyrone took some more lengths of Mexican valium from his coveralls and tied Hope and Faith's manus behind them as well.

That's when frailty head Gordon took of her prospicient coat and stepped in front man of me. I knew I was in asshole when I saw what she was wearing under her"Nazi uniform"it was worse, far worse. She was in a black leather bustier, thigh high leather boot and covering her genitalia was a thick long black strap-on she had strapped to her leg.

"Now all you slight huren are going to see vhat ve do with sluts in my school day ”, she said slapping my face with her *cock* a couple times

She gripped Faith by he pilus and pulled her away to around behind me.

"cum my rothaarige huren, you must get me educate “, she said dragging Faith behind me

In moments I heard gagging auditory sensation right behind me, familiar ones too. It was the classifiable sounds of Faith being facefucked, I had heard it in plenty mathematical group scenery over the go near year with her to discern it when I heard it.

"Tyrone, stupefy your big drecksneger cock down Polemonium van-bruntiae's throat ”, Vice Principal Gordon said offhandedly.

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

It took all of a span 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 fortune to check it out very long as Tyrone very quickly shoved his cock into my backtalk. He gripped the spinal column of my head and without any advance aplomb proceeded to bang my mouth as thought it were just another hole 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 Vice Principal behind me

"That's goodness enough for now slut, and young Ms Jenkins, start sucking your teachers cock like the jade you are"

I looked out of the recess of my eye and saw where Leslie Townes Hope was kneeling by Mr Halston. She tearfully and obediently opened her backtalk and Mr Halston reluctantly pulled out his limp dick and fed it to promise. That's when I felt somebody's face pressed to my genital organ from behind, like they were literally having my face showed into my rear 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 times already and she knew how to reach my spots even from a forced angle. I guess if we were end for a harassment, we might as well try to take in it easier on each early. She slurped her way up and down, tonguing my clean bunghole too as instructed.

Her face was pushed further down and then I felt a big dollop of sit drop onto my backdoor. In a couple seconds later I could sense the head of the fat inkiness rubber-base paint strap-on pressed against my anus.Vice corpus gave out a short joke and without anything remotely resembling gentleness, showed her *dick* into me.

I all but howled in torture as she anallly ravaged me, but I couldn't do anything but make clog up gurgling auditory sensation around Old Tyrone's big black cock in my mouthpiece. And picking up on my cues of discomfort, our Nazi squawk started really ramming into me.

As VP Gordon anally punished me, Old Tyrone had gripped me by the back of the head and was thrusting his big total darkness dick further and further down my throat. I couldn't do anything to resist or set my own rate. Tyrone barely gave a shit if I could breath, maybe pulling out enough for me to gasp a breath every 30 seconds or so. boloney was pooling down my chin and dripping onto the storey, it was so bad I had not dribbling out of my nose.

The regretful part was the despite my pharynx ravishing, I'm also a big anal slut. The anal ramming I was getting, though incredibly painful was stretching my nerves right out, coupled with religious belief's drubbing 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 legs 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 exercising weight into me. She grabbed my hair in one handful and twisted a hard mammilla of mine in the other.

"Cum for me you little working girl ”, 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 shaft beging to expand in me.

"livelihood his cum in your mouth huren"she ordered


He dumped burst after fusillade into my mouth, and had to fight my urge to swallow as I usually do

nazi gripe laughed at my tinder 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 fire. 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 Leslie Townes Hope away from sucking Mr Halston's shaft. She actually whimpered a bit at that too being the oral fiend she is. nazi bitch then pulled her to where over to where trust was kneeling at the edge of the desk. She then gripped religious belief and pushed her over the desk and placed Hope between her stage where trust had been eating me

"Mr Halston, fuck her pharynx and cum all her slutty grimace when you're done"

Mr Halston began pushing his dick between Hope's lips, but I was soon obscured by Old Tyrone who was now shoving his half laborious dick between my tits. The dingy old bastard would spew between my tits and occasionally stroke himself for lube.

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


With that I started hearing the vomit gagging speech sound again that I must consume been making myself. present moment later I could get a line the softened screaming of organized religion as what I can only simulate was VP Gordon also mercilessly fucking her ass.

Eventually Tyrone got fully hard again, but kept spitting between my knocker for lubricant. He pulled hy straits back and fucked my big tits and looked over at the display. Ignoring me was the forged office of that humiliation

Mr Halston came in Faith ‘ s mouth, and we were all swapped out again by VP Gordons hands dragging us by the haircloth. I found myself buried thick in Hopes ass and pussy as the Nazi Bitch ruthlessly fucked her rectum for all she was worth. All the whilst the now hard again Old Tyrone was face fucking Hope just as mercilessly.

Eventually Tyrone blew another encumbrance this sentence in Hope's lip, which must have been a night mare for a self professed cum junkie like her, and VP Gordon pulled out. She pulled the busty goth off of the table.She positioned us side by side each other facing her. My ass was on flak and I knew sitting down was going to be a bitch tonight let alone the rest of the weekend

VP Gordon then ordered as kneeling girls to spit our cum loads on each others faces. I was ordered first to ptyalise on Hope, when I demurely shook my head the Nazi cunt picked up the paddle off the floor

I looked at promise with an apologetic eyebrow curl and spit the cum right in her face, it was pretty nasty. Then promise expectoration in religious belief's face, and then Faith grudgingly spit her cumload in my cheek. It was humiliating being ordered and objectified like this. And VP Gordon just couldn't period laughing.

She dismissed Mr Halston first and straightened herself out, neatening her hair's-breadth and tying her strap-on back down to the inside of her second joint. Tyrone then went on to bring his cart 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 night after schooling untill the end of the year to continue your penalisation, 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 wearing apparel back on and left school.

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

We staggered our way back to my dwelling having already planned on crashing there anyways. As we wandered into the trailer park we noticed a duad intimate cars drive out.

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

We were supposed to meet the football game boys at 6 for our monthly party, but we obviously couldn't make it due to our punishment at the hands of the nazi squawk. They obviously had come looking for us.

As we walked up to the little patio of the double wide mummy and I shared, a couple of the boys from the team stepped out in very proficient spirits.

"Hey, looks the party is about to get again ”, one of the adolescent boy said

We hobbled up the stair past the son and were about to enter, feeling like we should break the newsworthiness we couldn't fuck tonight inside. But then the second asshole spanked me on the ass. SONOFABITCH that hurt ! ! ! !

"Asshole ! ”, I exclaimed turning on him.

Faith then pushed him down the stairs summoning a bit of energy just to do that, and we trundled inside


"What a bitch, at least her mom was fun to political 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 life way I could envision that out. mum was laying face down on an air mattress she used for human activity at the Zebra society. Her nerve was down but her ass was up in the air. The smell of effort, sex, spunk and beer filled the apartment. Beer cans were all around the floor.

The big titted bum 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 knocker. I'm a 32DDD, but Momma was a 36G… that top was ruined to crap, with cum and beer smirch on it.

We collapsed on the lounge and I poked at Momma with my foot to wake her up. We fished a beer out the nearby cooler and drank in secrecy. Okay, Hope got behind Momma and ate the cum dripping out her low, but then she joined us on the couch for silent grumbly musings.

Fortunately there was only a few weeks left in the schoolhouse year, but those hebdomad sucked and sucked bad.

Every Friday after school we got our asses wrecked by the Nazi beef with Old Tyrone and Mr Halston doing the facefucking. We'd stagger back home, but then we'd be no good for sex like our dangerous undertaking usually were on a Friday. And god knows there was no anal retentive until Monday because of that anal molestation. That left Wednesday for some stealthy fun, but rarely were fun boys available.

We were pissed off at the guys fucking Momma and not waiting for us, so we punished them by not giving them a last political party before the big biz at the end of the year. Which we then naturally lost.

The following last weekend of schoolhouse was my 17th birthday, and Momma had already picked out 6 guys to serve me. But come the night in question my geological period struck with a vengance.

In brusk a rotten end to an otherwise with child school yr

I had the summer to descend to look forward to, three months away from the German Nazi Bitch, no more cheerleading practise, no more preparation

And I had two nifty secure booster now

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


I guess I'll have to tell you about my 17th summer, but this is a undecomposed place to end this piece of the narration


END OF FAITH, HOPE, AND CHARITY