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Alone in the school girls toilets, I felt my clit throbbing having just licked the beautiful Charlene's pussy. I sat down on the loo seat in the cubicle where she had just been sitting moments before, and pulled my black school skirt and knickers down to my ankles, and pressed my fingertips gently to my moist smooth shaved slits. I sighed gently as I began my naughty play.

I never thought I'd be fingering myself in a public bathroom before, but the sweet divine taste of Charlene lingered heavily on my tastebuds, I just couldn't resist. I rubbed, flicked, and stroked myself loads as I reminisced about what had just happened to me, and the privilege I had of licking her delightful pussy clean, albeit tasting her sour pee at first but once I cleaned that up I was tasting her delicious natural flavour. The taste was getting me so turned on, even the smell of her fart was doing wonders for my body.

I was just started to build up to a climax when the school bell suddenly rang.

"Ah shit!" I breathlessly cried, stopping my play.

Feeling so close to the edge though, I continued and within a few minutes, my fingers and hands were dripping with cum. Thank god the other girls in school had gone off to class, leaving me ample time to enjoy some sweet relief. I quickly cleaned up, and washed my hands,
then headed off to class.

"Nice of you to turn up, Samantha!" My teacher, Mrs Crunchible scolded. She was a middle-aged fat bitch of a teacher, always pouncing on every opportunity to deride me and always was more stricter on me than any of the other students.

"I'm sorry, Mrs Crunchible, it won't happen again." I pleaded, making my way to my seat.

"I should think it doesn't!" The old bat crowed, "I'll see you in detention!"

"Oh miss, please no! I'm only a few minutes late!" I begged, rather humiliatingly infront
of the sniggering class.

"It's 'cos she got her ass-kicked!" I heard one girl behind my desk mutter to her friend, giggling.

My cheeks grew red.

"You're getting detention, miss Samantha, wether you like it or not, and that's final!"
The short fat auburn-haired bullied.

"Yes, miss..." I sighed, sitting down.

After class, the school bell rang, and I went to get up, hoping to sneak out in the crowd of students before Mrs Crunchible noticed so I didn't have to serve detention.

"Where do you think you're going?" She retorted.

Damn it, she spotted me.

"I- er- was just going to say goodbye to my friends." I lied.

"Sit down." She told, strait faced.

"Yes miss." I groaned and headed back to my seat.

The other students quickly left the room, laughing and joking as they did, 'til it suddenly fell silent in the classroom, with Mrs Crunchible staring at me like a bulldog. She then walked up to the door, put her key into the lock and locked the door shut.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked nervously, I've never been locked into the classroom to serve detention before, and I thought her behaviour was a little odd.

"You are such trouble, Samantha, why can't you ever do things right." She began to lecture,
walking up to my desk.

"I'm not that bad..." I responded in a tiny voice.

"I think what you want is to be taught a lesson." She smirked, taking off her bright blue
thin-rimmed glasses.

I gulped, feeling rather scared.

"Get up." She coldly instructed.

I hesitantly obeyed, standing up on my feet. She was taller than me, and being fat aswell made it seem like she was towering over me.

"What are those marks on your cheek?" She stopped and puzzled.

"Oh- er- I... I fell." I lied, not wanting to grass Charlene up.

"Oh dear me, you are a clumsy one, then." She snorted.

She leaned her face in closer to mine.

"You know what I do to naughty girls?" She asked, I felt her warm coffee-scented breath on my face.

"N-n-no..." My lip trembled.

She began running her hands over my hips, before so slowly sliding her fingertips down my skirt and onto my thighs.

"You're about to find out." She coolly threatened.

She picked up a thick wooden ruler off my desktop, and stroked it in her hand.

"Bend over. Over your desk." She commanded. I was so nervous but I did as I was told.

I laid the front of my body down onto the cold wood desk, my legs strait.

She calmly walked round to the back of me, I could feel her brown eyes burning on me.
I silently gasped as I felt her lift my skirt up and rested it over the small of my back.
I felt so exposed.

"What pretty round buttocks." I heard her softly claim. I gulped.

She reached her hand out and softly ran her bright red finger nails over my bumcheeks.
I softly whimpered as she slid her fingertip under the white fabric of my knickers, brushing my flesh dangerously close to my ass crack. Hooking her finger around the fabric, she then
slowly and purposefully pulled my knickers down.

"You are very naughty," She insisted, "and you leave me no choice but to punish you."

I then felt the cold wood of the ruler sliding slowly against my bumcheek.

"Please..." I softly winced, my legs tensing up.

Then suddenly, WHACK!

She slapped my bum with the ruler.

I gasped, not noticing any pain for a moment or 2, but then the sting came. Swiftly followed by another short sharp whack. I gasped with every hit, as she continued to spank me.

My bumcheeks tingled so much, like as though they had been numbed with anaesthesia and are only now getting the feeling back.

"Does that hurt?" She asked, not sounding at all sympathetic.

"Yes, miss." I answered.

"Good." She coldly replied, "You need to be taught pain, you need me to spank you, don't you?"

"Yes, miss." I submissively answered.

"You need to be punished, you need to be taught to toe the line in my classroom."

"Yes, miss." I continued.

"Well, well, you're a quick little learner, aren't you?" She grinned, stroking the ruler.

"Yes, miss." I replied.

"In my classroom, I own your ass." She stated so matter-of-factly. As she said that, I felt her thumb press against my tight little butthole, and her forefinger pushed into the wet
opening of my pussy.

I was shocked into silence as I felt her thumb slowly insert into my tight rectum. It hurt but I couldn't react in any way. As she did that, she pushed her finger further into my pussy and I could feel her gently squeeze her finger and thumb together, only the walls of my pussy and rectum were cushioning them from meeting together.

"You got that, I own you here." She grinned.

"Y-y-yes, miss." I managed to choke out, holding my breath and frozen to the spot.

"Good." She returned, pulling her finger and thumb out of me.
"And don't you forget it." She gave my ass another sharp snap of the ruler.

"You are dismissed." She told me, casually walking away from me like nothing had just happened and
unlocked the door to the classroom.

I stood up strait, and nervously pulled my knickers and skirt back up. I held my head down as I grabbed my school bag and headed towards the door. I quickly glanced up to her as she sat against her big metal desk, staring at me and putting her finger and thumb to her bright red lipstick covered mouth to suck on them. No doubt enjoying tasting me on them.

"Something tells me though that you'll be getting detention quite a lot more often!"
She retorted with a derisive, almost mocking laugh.

I walked out the door and ran off home, contemplating what had happened.

I got home, I quickly showered and changed into my casual wear. I looked at the clock and noticed it was 4:30pm.

"Oh no!" I suddenly realised, I'm late for Charlene's house. I quickly put on my pink sneakers, grabbed my handbag and ran off out the house over to hers.

I knocked on her front door, she soon opened it.

She looked so gorgeous, like a model, as she stood in the doorway, arms folded and eyeing me up and down as she chewed her bubblegum.

"Was you going to stand me up?" She asked, blowing a bubble and letting it burst.

"No I wouldn't dare to." I replied, suddenly feeling a lot better by being in her company.

"Shame, I was looking forward to beating you up infront of the whole school again..." She smirked,
I didn't know if she was joking or not so I just nervously giggled.

"I'm sorry for being late-" I began to explain, but she interrupted me.

"Oh you will be sorry, I guarantee it." She grinned evilly.

"Er... Ok." I anxiously replied, starting to wonder if this was such a good idea.

"Come on in, my mum won't be home 'til late." She revealed, turning to her side in the doorway so I could walk in past her.

She sat me down on the leather sofa in her living room, and told me to wait
there as she headed off.

She soon returned holding a bucket full of cleaning tools and all sorts of cleaning fluids.

"What's this for?" I asked.

"What do you think, doofus?" She snorted.

"Cleaning?" I puzzled.

"Oh clever girl, have yourself a medal(!)" She mocked.

"My mum told me to clean the house 'til its spotless, but I thought, 'fuck that!' I'll get my brand new bitch to do it for me." She explained, handing the bucket to me.

"Umm..." I nervously looked around the room, which looked pretty messy and cluttered with junk.

"Go on, get started now and you'll be done in a few hours." She insisted, taking a seat on the sofa next to me.

"The whole of the house?" I inquired, still puzzled by the request.

"Yes," She commanded, "now hurry, my favourite show is coming on in a minute."
She pushed her bare foot into my back, making me stand up.

"Oh, and put this on." She reached into the bucket and pulled out a small kinky black French maid's outfit, obviously bought from some sexshop.

I obediently took my clothes off infront of her, although she didn't really bat an eye as I did, and slipped into the small very revealing French maid costume.

She grinned as she looked at me.

"Where shall I start?" I asked.

"Wherever." She replied, staring at the tv screen as she put her feet up on the sofa.

"As you wish..." I rolled my eyes and began to clean.

"Oh, my bitch...!" She beckoned for me in a singsong voice shortly afterwards, I obediently walked over to her, feather duster in one hand.

"Yes, miss, how may I be of service?" I asked cheerfully.

"Get me a drink. A glass of Pepsi." She commanded, barely taking her gorgeous green eyes
off the television.

"Right away, miss." I replied and quickly headed to the kitchen to fulfil her request.
I poured out some Pepsi from the bottle into a glass, then walked back to her
to hand her the drink.

"I want ice in it." She told me, looking at the glass.

"Oh ok, sorry miss." I responded and quickly made my way back to the kitchen to put ice in it.
I rushed back to her and gave her the drink.

I stood there, expecting some sort of response from her as she took the glass and began sipping on it, watching the screen. She took a big gulp and then let out a loud burp.
I softly cleared my throat.

"What? Haven't you got cleaning to do?" She paused to look at me, frowning.

"Sorry, miss," I apologised, hanging my head down, "I'll get right back to it then."
I did as I was told and continued cleaning for her. It took 4 hours 'til I finally had the house spotless. I was sweating and feeling sore, and all the while she just sat about on her bum doing nothing, apart from ringing her friends up on her latest pink mobile phone to tell them about what she's got me doing for her, and also every now and then refreshing her drink or making her a cheese and pickle sandwich.

For such a gorgeous looking girly-girl, she wasn't at all ladylike. Quite a few times, as I was cleaning the living room, she'd lift her leg up and fart without a care. Also, she kept picking her nose and wiping her finger on her sleeve. Yet oddly, this just made her more attractive to me, like an enigma just waiting to be unravelled. God I was so hopelessly attracted to her, wouldn't matter what she did I'd still want to fuck her.

Despite being all hot and sweaty, and feeling sore, I was enjoying my servitude. I just wanted to make her happy and I'd gladly do anything for her.

"I'm all finished now, miss." I told her, feeling very pleased with myself.

"Oh right, yeah, cool." She replied, giving me a little smile.
"You are very good... For a slutty bitch." She teased, sitting up strait.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" I asked pleasantly.

"Umm..." She paused thoughtfully.

"I'll do anything..." I softly reminded her.

"I got something for you to do." She grinned.

"What is it?" I asked, trying not to sound impatient.

"You can get down onto your knees..." She began, her grin spreading into a big smile.

"Yeeeah...?" I urged her to continue as I knelt down infront of her.

"and you can pucker up your lips..." She continued.

"Ok." I did as I was told, pursing my lips like I'm kissing the air.

"and then..." She held her bare foot up infront of my face, "you can kiss my feet."
She giggled.

I just looked up into her eyes, my lips still pursed, and leaned in to kiss the sole of her foot.
She giggled more, enjoying her dominance over me.

"That's it, keep kissing it, you know you love it!" She mocked rubbing her foot up and down my face so I kissed from her heel to the tip of her toes.

"Sorry if they smell." She suddenly stated, thought I doubt she really cared about their smell.

"Not at all." I mumbled still kissing, although truthfully they were smelling a little musky.

"I haven't showered today." She revealed, "...Hey! That gives me an idea!"
She put her foot down, and stood up as I stayed kneeling down.

"Come, follow me bitch." She demanded, walking me to her bedroom upstairs.

As we entered the room, she pulled her pink rock-chick top off and took her greyish black sweatpants off. She wasn't wearing no underwear so she stood brazenly naked infront of me.

I eyed her up in complete awe of her stunning body. She had her back to me, so I was getting a good eyeful of her gorgeous pert round ass. I felt my pussy tingle with wetness.

She walked to the bed, and laid down on it, spreading out on her front.

"Ahhh..." She sighed, stretching, "I needed that."

"You haven't done anything." I thought to myself, but loving the way she said it, enjoying her self-righteous entitlement to a lazy living.

She suddenly farted, but didn't seem to care at all that I was there.

"Oops!" She giggled, "There's the cheese and pickle sandwich." She sniggered without a care.
I didn't care either, it just turned me on more seeing her being so comfy around me to do that,
not giving a damn.

"Come here." She commanded, I obediently walked over to the bed, looking down at her.

"You're going to lick me clean." She told me.

"Yes, miss." I eagerly replied.

"Start from here..." She pointed to inbetween her shoulders as I crawled onto the bed, leaning down over her.

"And make your way all down to here." She instructed, gliding her finger down her spine and ending right at the crack of her gorgeous ass. Her smooth creamy-coffee coloured skin seemed to shine under the light in the bedroom.

"You got it!" I cheered, leaning down with my tongue sticking out like a dog.

With one big long broad stroke of my tongue, I slowly licked down her spine, down her back, over the curve of her bumcheeks, and ended up with my tongue pressing between them. She sighed as the tip of my tongue brushed against her sweet musky bumhole.

I couldn't resist, like a bear licking at a honeycomb, I continued licking at her taut little hole, toying and teasing it with my tongue. With only a few licks, I had it so wet with spit. I licked and licked and she just softly moaned and groaned.

"Mmmm yeah..." She softly sighed and then lifted her knees up under her as she got up onto them but still laying forward, bent over and revealing her pretty pink pussy which glistened with her clear watery vaginal fluid. "Now lick my pussy, bitch."

She didn't have to tell me twice, my tongue darted for her. I couldn't believe my luck, getting to taste her delicious pussy twice in one day. I licked her so good, running my tongue all around her wet pink silky slits, and pushing it up into her. Giving her the best tongue-lashing you can imagine, I was like a thirsty dog licking at a bowl of water, I just couldn't get enough of her, and thankfully, she couldn't get enough of my tongue.

She ended up sitting up strait, pushing me down onto my back, and straddling my face for better control. She rubbed and grinded her pussy all over my mouth, fucking my tongue.

"Yeah you fucking do what I like, bitch!" She groaned with a passion.
I was so wet, I found myself fucking my wet fingers as I licked her out.
My arm was dripping with cum in no time. Not to mention my face was drenched in her cum too.
I didn't take her for a squirter, but by god, did I have her spraying out sweet divine cum like a lawn-sprinkler!

Breathlessly, and out of cum, we both let out a good long sigh of relief, and she laid down onto the bed beside me. My head was at her hips, as was her head to mine. I turned and started kissing her lovely thick thighs.

"So glad you're useful for more than just cleaning!" She laughed.

"Keep me around and I'll show you what else I'm useful for!" I flirt, before kissing her soft supple flesh some more.

"Mmmm you bet I'll keep you around..." She moaned closing her eyes.

After a while of resting, she stood up, brushing down her long strait golden hair.

I laid there looking at her, adoring her.

"My boyfriend is going to be so pleased he doesn't have to do any licking now."
She revealed, "who needs his tongue anyway, when I got yours!"

I suddenly felt a pang of jealously in my body when she mentioned her boyfriend.

"He's a lucky guy to have you." I sigh dejectedly.

"Damn right, he is, who wouldn't want a smoking hot piece of ass like this!" She smugly grinned.
She then jokingly licked her fingertip and pressed it to her butt and made a 'tssh' sound.

We both laughed.

"I'd have you as my girlfriend, in a heartbeat." I opened up to her.

"Awww you want to be my girl?" She turned to look at me, smiling sweetly.
I nodded.

"Fuck that!" She laughed and turned back to look at herself in the mirror.
I hanged my head down, my heart twitched in pain.

"You're not my girl, you are my bitch though..." She turned to look at me again,
"That's much better, isn't it?" She winked at me.

"Yeah, I guess it is." I reply, feeling a little better.

"Good, not like you got much choice in the matter anyway!" She giggled and ran over to me, jumping on top of me, playfully wrestling with me for a moment. She then rested and twirled my blonde hair around in her fingertips as she sat on me, and playfully yanked my hair up,
forcing my face up close to hers.

"'Cos as my bitch, I get to do whatever I want to you, and you'll do exactly as I say," She softly spoke, her warm breath caressing my lips, "and that is so much the better!"
She smiled and snogged me passionately.

And I was more than happy about that arrangement!

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Brandi saw her aunt on the street, ran past with a breathless “Hi,” ran up the walk to her cousin’s house, and entered without a knock. She took the stairs quickly, burst into her cousin’s room, and found Candi lying on her back, in bed, her face flushed, her dress pulled up her legs, and her nipples impudently poking peaks in the soft cloth of her top.“What are you doing?” Brandi asked, knowing full well what Candi had been doing.“Nothing,” Candi gasped, having difficulty coming back from the...

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