"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!"
He gave her another double slap with his huge cock. It was now almost hard, and stiffening all the time.
"Now suck it," he said.
Her ass trembled as she slid her soft lips over the thick cock-head. Any moment now Karla would start her punishment, driving more pain through her helpless body. She licked the hard cock-flesh, feeling it tremble and push at her mouth as she did. She opened her soft lips and, incredibly, the monster slid between them and into her mouth.
She moaned and wept at the shame. Never had she let a man do this with his cock.
It was dirty and disgusting. She felt his massive round cock-head move farther into her mouth as he kept his grip on her hair, moving his cock in and out as he wanted.
"Suck it, you whore!" he snapped.
Aurora sucked on the cock-head and the cane lashed her ass. The agony surged through her and she jumped, her mouth coming off his cock as she screamed, her legs going soft and jelly-like under the assault of the leather whip.
Aurora wailed, tears spouting from her eyes as the horrible whip lashed her again, driving a thin line of unbearable agony across her ass.
"Suck cock!" Brett snapped and Aurora jerked her head back over his cock-head just as the whip landed again and drove her arching up in a scream of pure pain. Brett yelled, his hand gripping her hair tight as he leaned in and slapped her across the face.
Aurora screamed and collapsed to her knees. "I can't! How can I? I can't if you whip me!"
"Work it out, bitch!" Karla snapped. "It's the whip until you do!"
The thin leather tail cut Aurora's ass as she knelt there.
Aurora's scream rang around the room as she staggered back up. Then she bent over again sobbing and wailing, her mouth going down on Brett's cock. As her soft lips touched it the whip cut her ass.
Aurora screamed in helpless passion. She twisted, her mind on fire, her body shaking with pain and humiliation. Her fingers gripped Brett's cock as she half turned, raging at Karla.
The whip cut her ass again.
Aurora broke. She started, jumped and turned on Karla, tearing at the woman who tortured her.
Instantly Karla grabbed her wrists and flung her down across the carpet, rolling her with a casual flick of her arm. Aurora turned to get up, reached for Karla and moaned as she was twisted and fell on her back, staring up at the dominatrix who straddled her contemptuously.
"Want to try again?" Karla said with a sweet grin. She lashed the whip across Aurora's tits. "Come on, go for me again! Go for me real good!"
Aurora clutched her tits, staring up Karla's long shapely legs to the dark curls of her pussymound beneath the tiny leather dress. Somehow it seemed even more obscene to Aurora that Karla wasn't wearing panties. She rolled, trying to escape from Karla's long legs, but suddenly she was pinned to the carpet by Karla's spiked heel, right in the middle of her back. Aurora moaned as the painful spike dug into her flesh.
"I've had enough of you," Karla said. "I'm gonna beat you into submission, my girl. Then we'll see if you make it as a teacher here!"
Still holding her heel in Aurora's back, she lashed the whip across Aurora's heaving ass.
"Aaahhhh! I'm sorry, Madame!" Aurora sobbed, her ass burning with unbearable pain. "Please, I won't be bad again!"
"Damn right," Karla said, "you've got some work ahead of you, whore."
She lashed Aurora's ass with the whip, laying the thin leather tail over the crimson mass of Aurora's ass-flesh, beating more agony into the helpless teacher.
"Get your ass up!" Karla snapped and whipped her again.
There was nothing the terrified teacher could do. Karla's spiked heel was in her back and the very tip was more than sharp enough to puncture her flesh if she tried to disobey.