"Uhhhhhhhh… oh, Miss Evans, do it, do it to me!"
Jenny's voice was strained, revealing the incredible lust scorching through her. Susan obeyed her pupil's demand, slurping up the juices, then covering the girl's red muff with her mouth. She could feel the teen's cunt quivering against her lips. Susan tightened her thighs against the rodding dildo, feeling the smooth steel caressing all the hot slick folds of her pussy. Leaning forward a bit more, the teacher mouthed Jenny's cunt, still licking down as deeply as she could.
The redheaded teen cried out her delight once more, kicking her legs out and beating them against the front of the restraining pillory. Susan nearly sneezed, the wiry hairs of Jenny's cunt tickling her nostrils.
"Uhhhhhhh… oh, Miss Evans… oh God, I think I'm gonna cum! Oh, it's so good, so very good when you touch me… me like that!"
"Yeah, Miss Evans, go ahead and touch the little bitch some more," Jack taunted, slapping the woman hard against the back of the head.
"Yeah, lick real deep down there. Jenny likes it when you stick your tongue and move it all around – kinda like a fuckin' cock, right baby?"
Jenny didn't hear. She couldn't answer even if she did. She was making strange wheezing sounds, her cheeks puffing out while her eyes glazed with her arousal. The tendons in her thigh bulged out, revealing the high state of excitement the girl was in.
"Ohhhhhh, Jenny, it's good for me too," Susan confessed, licking down and deep.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
The woman kept up her steady rising and falling on the fucking dildo. As her passion mounted, her aches and pains blended into a weird mixture of wild pleasure. She wanted to be hurt more. She wanted to feel more slaps, more whips, more belts! As if he could read her mind, Clint moved back to the machine and twisted the dial a bit more. Susan screamed into Jenny's cunt the increased voltage hitting her like a runaway freight train.
"Yaghghghghhh!"
"Ohhhh, Miss Evans!"
Susan wanted to bring the girl off. She slurped harder, her cunt riding up and down on the fat dildo. Thinking of those spikes at the bottom of the dildo, Susan knew she had to feel the slight pricks of pain to heighten the erotic effects of being bound like this.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Susan found herself beyond rationalizing or considering what was normal or otherwise. The pressure in her belly was incredible. The high state she got from the beer drove Susan closer to closer to orgasm. She moaned against Jenny's cunt, the resulting vocal vibrations driving Jenny crazy. Her cunt let out even more juices and Susan licked them up, bouncing up and down more wildly.
Jenny groaned, opening her eyes and watching as Susan bobbed up and down on the dildo harder and harder. The woman could feel it rummaging around in her cunt and she loved that sensation. More importantly, the steel spikes bit into her jiggling ass and this time the punctures caused her only jolts of pleasure.
As she bounced up and down, her mouth pressed almost greedily against Jenny's cunt, Susan could feel her climax rumbling in her cunt. It felt as if her thighs had been set afire and her insides were burning.
"Fuck… ohhh God, fuck me with that tongue, Miss Evans!" Jenny cried.
Susan moaned again. She could feel Jenny starting to cum. As the girl did, so did she. Her ass bounced up and down more furiously on the dildo and Susan welcomed the pain as she moaned passionately against Jenny's cunt. The redheaded teen squealed, her hips going wild. Susan bounced up and down like a wild woman, the dildo disappearing between her splayed-open cunt lips continually. The two women squealed and squeaked, their mutual climax driving all thoughts except those of pleasure from their minds.
"Uhhhhhhh… oooohhhhh!"
Then Susan started to calm down. The electricity had been turned off. Jenny sprawled on the shelf, panting for breath. Her thighs were slicked with spit and turn juice. Susan smiled wearily, settling down on the dildo. Jack unfastened her, pulling her from the device and forcing her to lean against one wall of the garage. Clint switched off the generator and Susan looked at the black wires, pushing the blonde hair from her eyes. What a slut, what a whore she and her prize pupil had become. "Don't forget, Miss Evans, we got these."
Jack said, patting the pictures that peeked above his flannel shirt pocket.
"You don't want these gettin' into the school paper. Little Miss Prim over there'd probably throw herself out some fuckin' window. And you'd be outta a job."
Susan squared her shoulders, nodding grimly at the teens. She fully realized the consequences of exposure and she was willing to play their game – at least, for a while.
"Will you let us go now?" Susan asked politely, her knees still wobbly from the ordeal.
"Sure. You and the little bitch get dressed and we'll have you back in your place like that," Jack said, snapping his fingers in front of her face.
"Jenny, let's get ready to go now," Susan said softly, putting one hand on the girl's shoulders.
Jenny opened her eyes, smiling. "Are you gonna make me do that stuff again? Are we coming back soon, Miss Evans?" the girl asked.
The teens laughed cruelly.
"Let's go, Jenny."
Susan gathered up their clothes, dressing the limp teen as best she could. Come back? Susan shuddered at the thoughts. But as she slipped on her dress and stared at the two handsome guys Susan wondered how on earth she was going to keep her mind on teaching and off fucking.
"Come on, baby. We ain't got all night. And if you're wonderin' if you're coming back, you can bet on it," Jack said as Jenny walked by.
He slapped her ass hard, rubbing his fingers over her ass while Clint felt of Susan's tits.
"Okay, in the car," Clint ordered.
Susan cast one look behind her before they left the garage. She shook her head, but she knew in her heart that she would be paying the teens another visit. Perhaps she could pass that off in her mind as giving the teens special tutorial sessions, although American History would be the last thing on any of their minds. Time would tell, Susan decided, as she stepped into the car.