Reluctant Rebecca

Reluctant Rebecca Chapter 6

First Day at Community College

Well this story seems to have a mind of its own. So much for my planned chapters. This first day at college is going to last a little longer than I thought so I’ll finish it in chapter seven. I have borrowed from the Naked in School theme a bit here. In addition, I have received a few requests to dress Rebecca up before I strip her back down so I’m going to give it a shot in this chapter and some of the future ones. In addition, there’s a little redirection of plot at the end so that I can expand the content of scenes-have no fear, Rebecca won’t lose her reluctance yet... Again standard disclaimer on the over 18, a work of fiction and of course my thanks to those of you who send your encouragement!

       “What’s the matter, the dress isn’t good enough for you?” Margo’s angry voice and large presence frightened Rebecca.

       “No…it’s not that, it’s just that…”

       “Come now,” her Aunt said in a stern voice, “the girls worked hard at the alterations because they want you to look great on your first day of classes.”

       “I’m sorry; I just have never worn anything like this before.”

       “It’s okay,” cooed Trish, “you look very hot, trust me.”

       That’s what bothered Rebecca. The young woman reflected in the mirror was like a beautiful stranger. Her cousins had done her make-up and hair and the look made her seem more ready for a nightclub than the first day of school. The dress they had given her was pink and strapless. It had an elastic top that held it just above her breasts and her blond hair flowed over her tanned, naked shoulders. The material was soft and stretchy so it clung to her, accenting her beautiful figure. The material wasn’t exactly see through but one could still see the outline of her breasts and nipples. Although the dress clung firmly to her hips, it ended about three inches past her crotch. She wore no panties and was concerned that when she sat down the dress would slide up to her waist.  She was also given a pair of stockings to wear. The white, sheer material covered her legs but it ended a few inches from the bottom of her dress. The exposed strip of her tanned thighs highlighted the contrast of the white stockings and pink dress. Her Aunt had given her a pair of pink pumps with a two-inch heel. Rebecca had never worn anything with a heel before and she wasn’t sure she could negotiate it. The angle it set her feet at also seemed to tighten her calves and buttocks accentuating her firm body.

       “Now Rebecca,” Nora said firmly, “this is a big step for you. I was not certain that with your, uh, problem, it was such a good idea to send you out in public; especially since I would not want you to do anything to embarrass this family or Ms. Pendleton.”

       “Yes Aunt Nora.” Rebecca blushed over the mention of her ‘problem’ and her skin matched the color of her dress.

       “However, Ms. Pendleton has convinced me that an education is important so I am going to give it a try.”

       “Thank you, Aunt Nora.”

       “Yes, well it does come with one safe guard. This.” Aunt Nora held up three small, beige egg shaped objects. They were plastic and about the size of Robin’s eggs. Rebecca had no idea how these small eggs were a safe guard to her problem, but she was eager to please and hopeful that whatever they did, it would work.

       “Trish if you’ll be so kind as to lend a hand,” Aunt Nora said.

       Trish grabbed the bottom of Rebecca’s pink dress and lifted it to the girl’s waist. The sight of the smooth exposed flesh and the way it was offset by the pink and white materials excited the three women.

       Nora stepped over to Rebecca and lightly ran her chubby finger across the girl’s exposed pussy. Rebecca flinched at the unexpected violation but did not pull away. Nora slid her finger deeper into the folds of the soft lips and lightly rubbed Rebecca’s stiffening clit. Rebecca’s body had grown so sensitive to the manipulations that she immediately felt herself getting wet. Nora explored lower until she found the girl’s moist hole. She inserted her finger and collected the moisture. Rebecca softly moaned at the intrusion. When Nora had her finger completely wet, she pulled it out and used the liquid to lubricate one of the eggs.

       “Margo, take care of this one.”
       Margo took the lubricated plastic egg and knelt down behind Rebecca. Trish, eager to help, spread the embarrassed Rebecca’s cheeks. When they were open, Margo slid her finger into Rebecca’s pussy and collected more juice, she used it to lubricate Rebecca’s anus. All of the ministrations were heating up the teen and she became frightened that she would cum right there in front of the three women.

       When her ass was sufficiently lubricated, Margo inserted the ‘egg’ into Rebecca’s anus. The sudden sensation caused Rebecca to jump and she felt a new flow of moisture in her pussy. Margo pushed the egg all the way in and then let her finger linger for a moment.

       Nora, meanwhile, had knelt in front of the teen and inserted an egg into the girl’s soaked pussy. She used two fingers to keep Rebecca’s lip spread and rested a third on the girl’s rock hard clit. She was tempted to bring the girl ‘off’ right there, but knew once they started; the chances of Rebecca making it to school were very slim. Instead, she quickly inserted the second egg into Rebecca’s tight vagina.

       “Now,” she said, “if you happen to get excited while at school these devices will start to vibrate to counteract your dirty thoughts.” This of course was false. The fact was these mini vibrating eggs were designed to keep Rebecca in a state of near orgasm. They all worked together off the single remote control Margo had in her purse. Margo would be sure to keep Rebecca in a pre-orgasmic state throughout the day.

       “Remember, Rebecca,” Nora cautioned, “It’s important these stay in place, especially when you get excited. So if they start to slip out either keep your legs closed tight or get someone to help you keep them in.”

       Rebecca nodded, humiliated at the thought of someone helping her keep them in place. She lowered her dress and followed Margo out to the car. Nora and Trish watched her from the doorstep.

       “I wish I could go.” Trish complained.

       “Me too, but not to worry, you get to take her to the Adult day care next week.”

       “Umm,” Trish smiled. “Wait until she gets it from those old horny hens.”

       On the ride to Sappho College Margo instructed Rebecca on getting home.

       “I have a full day so there’s no sense in you hanging around after lunch. Take bus 69 from the front of the school and it will drop you off at the end of the driveway. Mabel the bus driver knows Ma’ and it’s all been arranged.”

       “Okay.”

       Twenty minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot of Sappho Community College. After she shut off the car, Margo put her keys in her purse, using it as an excuse to try out the remote. She slid the small switch forward and saw Rebecca flinch.

       “What’s the matter?” she asked.

       “Nothing,” Rebecca said in her soft submissive voice.

       Margo pushed the slide a little further and watched its affect on the teen.

       Rebecca didn’t think she had been having any bad thoughts, but the vibrations in her ass and pussy said otherwise. The soft hum tickled her anus and vagina. She closed her eyes tight and tried to will away any sinful thoughts. Margo watched her carefully and then shut off the vibrators. “Let her think she can control it,” she smiled to herself.

       “Let’s go, we don’t want to be late.”

       Rebecca opened her door and carefully stepped out of the car. As she had feared, sitting drove the dress dangerously high on her thighs. She didn’t want to flash anyone when getting out of the car. She followed Margo into the school and then into the main office. Margo spoke briefly with an old woman behind the desk. The women smiled, nodded, and then directed Margo to a door marked “Head Mistress.”

       “I’ll be right back,” Margo called to Rebecca.

       The old woman smiled at Rebecca and said, “That’s a lovely dress, what kind of material is it made of?”

       “I don’t know really.”

       The old croon came around the counter towards Rebecca. She was no more than five feet tall with grey hair and a long pointy nose. Her eyes though had a youthful sparkle and her smile seemed genuine.

       “I bet it’s really soft,” she said as she came directly in front of Rebecca.

       “Umm, yes it is.” Rebecca stammered, the old woman’s closeness suddenly making her uncomfortable.

       “May I?” the woman asked, but without waiting permission she reached out and placed her hand on Rebecca’s flat belly.

       “Oh yes, very soft.” The old woman ran her hand in circles on Rebecca’s stomach. The circles grew larger and larger until the woman was actually rubbing Rebecca’s breasts. Her nipples responded and strained against the thin material. The old woman concentrated her attention on rubbing Rebecca’s breast.

       Rebecca tried to think about something other than the feeling on her nipples but the vibrating eggs suddenly came on. The combined sensation of the erotic vibrations and the old woman’s manipulations made Rebecca’s mind grow fuzzy. The vibrations in her ass and pussy grew stronger and she softly moaned.

       Agnes was thoroughly enjoying touching the young philly.. She had eavesdropped enough to know that this naïve teen would be blaming herself for her body’s reaction. When the young girl moaned and closed her eyes, Agnes grabbed both of the girl’s protruding nipples and lightly twisted them between her fingers. The teen moaned again but did not open her eyes. Agnes slid one hand down the front of Rebecca’s dress, when she reached the bottom her old hand explored underneath. She was thrilled to find the girl wore no panties and even more excited when she felt the soft hairless pussy. Watching for a reaction, Agnes explored Rebecca’s pussy. She softly rubbed the girl’s lips and clit.

       Rebecca was finding it hard to breathe. The more she attempted to control her thoughts and reactions, the worse it seemed to get. She was horrified to consider what this poor old woman must think of her. After all, how could an innocent thing like touching her dress cause such a reaction? The vibrating eggs were not helping much and she feared that she would go over the edge any moment.

       Agnes watched, as the teen’s breathing became a pant. She continued to manipulate the girl’s clit and with the other hand lowered one side of Rebecca’s dress, exposing a lovely breast. Agnes took a quick look around and then took the nipple in her mouth. She swirled her tongue across it and lightly nipped it. She slid her finger lower and inserted it into Rebecca’s cunt. As she inched deeper into the girl, she suddenly felt the vibrating egg.

       “A-ha” she thought, “that’s why this is so easy.”

       From behind her, Agnes heard someone clear her throat. “Damn,” she thought, but removed her finger from the girl and looked up. Ms. Pendleton and Margo were standing watching her. Margo an evil grin on her face, Ms. Pendleton just rolled her eyes and shook her head.

       Agnes stepped away from the girl and pulled the dress back over her now wet boob. She wiped her mouth, smiled at the two women, and then returned to her desk.

       “Rebecca,” Ms. Pendleton called, “are you ready for class?”

       The vibrations had slowed to a low hum and Rebecca snapped back when she heard the voice of the Head Mistress.

       “Ye-es Maam.”

       “Good. I have you scheduled for two classes today. The first is ‘Creative Arts’ with Ms. Barns and then Fashion Design and Modeling with Ms Sara, who you met at the picnic. Margo is in your creative arts class so she’ll show you where to go.”

       “Thank you, Ms. Pendleton.”

       “And Rebecca, be very careful with that lovely dress in creative arts, your Aunt will be very upset if you ruin on your first day of school.”

       “I will, Ms. Pendleton, I promise.”

       Margo moved to the door and opened it for Rebecca to step through. She turned back to Ms. Pendleton and winked. As they left Ms. Pendleton turned to Agnes.

       “Really Agnes, at your age can’t you show even a little self control.”

       Agnes just smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

       “Well, I have Jennifer coming to the office. Apparently, she forgot another assignment today. Would you care to help me administer the spanking?”

       “Is she the short one with kind of chubby ass, one who cums when you tweak her nipples?”

       “That’s the one.”

       “Can I make her get completely naked for the spanking?”

       “Sure.”

       Agnes smiled, “then I’d love to help.”

       The classroom was full by the time Rebecca and Margo entered. The desks were arranged in a circle around a small raised platform. On the platform was a long table. Ms. Barns stood on the platform addressing the room full of girls. When they entered, everyone turned and looked at Rebecca.

       She felt very over dressed in her pink tube dress and stockings. Everyone else was wearing sweat pants and jeans. There shirts looked like they had been used for several art projects as they were stained with paint and clay. Rebecca remembered Ms. Pendleton’s warning and was suddenly nervous.

       Ms. Barns didn’t look much older than her students. Her light brown hair was done in dreadlocks and she had a cute face with a splash of freckles across her nose and cheeks. She didn’t wear any makeup and had the youthful appearance of a college spring-breaker. Her jeans were slightly baggy and she wore a green “Lilith Fair” concert tee shirt and  Birkenstock sandals.

       “My, my aren’t we pretty,” Ms. Barns said as her blue eyes scanned Rebecca from head to toe. Rebecca blushed and looked down at the floor. The vibrations from the eggs increased slightly and Rebecca turned a deeper shade of pink.

       “Girls,” Ms. Barns continued, “this is Rebecca the latest addition to our class.”

       The class mumbled a few ‘hello’s’ and Rebecca nodded to them.

       “Rebecca, please have a seat in one of the empty chairs and then we’ll get started.”

       Margo had already left her side and had sat down next to a thin red head that Rebecca recognized from the picnic. Margo and the girl exchanged a few whispers and then started laughing. Rebecca slowly made her way to an empty chair. She had to walk slowly in order not to trip and it made her hips swing in a slow seductive ark. Several of the students, including Ms. Barns watched Rebecca with hungry eyes. When she reached her seat, she was uncertain how to sit without having her dress ride up her hips. The problem was that the chair and desk were connected so she could not pull out the chair but would instead have to “slide” in between.  Ms. Barns continued her lecture while Rebecca stood contemplating how to get seated. She decided it would be best if she turned away from the chair, quickly sat and then swung her legs in and under the desk.

       As she slowly turned on the high heels, she heard the black-haired “Goth” girl in the seat next to hers say, “For Christ sakes, sit down already, shows over!” Rebecca felt a hand on the hem of her dress and suddenly she was being pulled backwards. Off balance already because of the pink pumps, she fell back hoping she wouldn’t miss the chair. She landed dead center and was relieved until she felt the cold seat pressed directly against her naked ass. Looking down she saw that when the girl had pulled her, the dress had snapped up to her waist and she was now sitting in the chair naked and exposed below her belly button.

       Rebecca quickly grabbed the dress and yanked it down, but in the sitting position, all she could do was bring it to her waist. She didn’t dare stand up and she was afraid to draw attention to her predicament by squirming to pull the dress any further down. She swung her legs under the desk and hoped no one would notice her naked skin. She glanced over at the Goth girl. She was staring at Rebecca though her dark mascara as she tapped her long black fingernails on the desk. The girl turned her dark eyes downward towards Rebecca’s naked bottom.

       “Aren’t we a dirty girl,” she grinned through her purple lipstick. “Forget your panties?” she whispered. Her hand shot out and stroked Rebecca’s thigh.

       “I’m Kiley, want to be friends?” The sarcastic smile frightened Rebecca. She felt Kiley’s hand stroking her thigh, and then she felt the girl’s long black nails slowly trace their way towards Rebecca’s pussy. The vibrations from the eggs suddenly increased again and Rebecca unwittingly opened her legs a bit. Kiley took it as an invitation, her nails sliding inside Rebecca’s opened thighs and directly to her bare pussy. The girl cupped Rebecca’s mound and squeezed.

       “Yummy, no panties, and no hair, how nice.”

       “Please…stop,” Rebecca whispered.

       “Sure, no problem princess.” Kiley removed her hand but dragged a long nail across Rebecca’s hard clit causing Rebecca to shudder.

       Margo watched the entire exchange from her chair. She kept alternating the speed of the vibrating eggs watching as Rebecca became more and more turned on. She had brought the unsuspecting Rebecca to orgasm so many times over the past few weeks she knew exactly when the naïve teen was ready to cum. She could tell by the soft layer of perspiration and the way Rebecca’s eyes were half closed that the girl was close. She didn’t want her to have an orgasm here, that would have to wait for a more humiliating set of circumstances; like in a hallway full of student on-lookers. She gave the eggs one last burst and then turned the vibrations back down to a low hum.

       Ms. Barns watched secretly while she talked to the class about the difference between watercolors and oil based paints. She was pretty much on autopilot and knew that the girls’ attention was more on Rebecca than her instruction. She really couldn’t blame though, the blond was incredible looking. Soft and sweet and a face and body that made you want to strip her naked and devour every inch of her. She looked at the clock and realized that it was time to set things in motion.

       “Okay ladies, art is about doing so why don’t we grab our supplies and get started.” The students anxiously jumped from their seats and headed for the table of paint supplies.

       “Rebecca, have you every painted before?” Rebecca, still floating on the sweet sensations of the vibrating eggs, looked up with sleepy eyes.

       “Well, have you?” Ms. Barns asked.

       Rebecca cleared her head, concerned over the disappointment she heard in Ms. Barns’ voice. She didn’t want her new teacher to dislike her.

       “No Ms. Barns I haven’t.”

       “Okay, well now is a good time to learn, grab some paper, a brush, and a few colors, and give it a try.”

       Rebecca didn’t move. She wasn’t sure how to get out of her seat without showing everyone that she was naked from the waist down. Ms. Barns, seeing the odd look on Rebecca’s face, made her way over and knelt next to Rebecca.

       “What’s the problem?” she asked in a soft voice.

       “Umm, nothing.”

       Ms. Barns reached under the desk and took hold of Rebecca’s knees. She pulled Rebecca’s legs until the girl was seated facing her, legs tightly closed to hide her pussy. Ms. Barns placed her hands on the white stockings and slowly rubbed back and forth against the silky material. She ran her hands up until they touched the smooth flesh of Rebecca’s thighs.

       “Come on, nothing to worry about. You’ll do fine.” She pretended to ignore the real reason Rebecca didn’t want to stand. She grabbed Rebecca’s hands and said, “Up we go.” Rebecca was pulled into a standing position, her pussy and ass now completely exposed to the helpful Ms. Barns.

       Ms. Barns whispered, “Oops” and then slid her hands across Rebecca’s hips. She reached around, found the girl’s soft ass, and cupped both cheeks before tracing her way up to Rebecca’s dress. Ms. Barns took the hem of the dress and pulled it down over Rebecca’s shapely rump. She then traced her way back across the still exposed flesh of Rebecca’s thighs. When she reached the front, she slowly explored Rebecca’s inner thighs with her fingertips, finally running them over the girl’s velvety mound. Ms. Barns found the front of the dress and then reluctantly pulled it down.

       “There you go, sweetie. Now go get some supplies.”

       Rebecca, speechless over the kindness of her new teacher, made her way to the group of girls by the paint supplies.  Kiley, who had watched the entire thing from her seat, wiggled her eyebrows at Ms. Barns and held up a cup of green paint mouthing, “accidents happen.” Ms. Barns smiled and nodded her head in agreement.

       Rebecca was concentrating hard on her picture. After the kindness shown by her teacher, she wanted to do the best she could on the assignment. She was about halfway done when she saw Kiley out of the corner of her eye standing up. Kiley yelled “shit” and a second later Rebecca felt cold paint running down the front of her new dress. She looked down and saw a large green track of paint from her chest to her crotch. She jumped out her chair unsure what to do.

       “Oh my God!” yelled Kiley. “Rebecca, I am so sorry.” Rebecca looked at the girl and found no sign that Kiley was being insincere.

       “It’s alright,” she said knowing, in fact, that it was anything but alright Her Aunt would kill her, but at least Margo witnessed that it wasn’t Rebecca’s fault. Ms. Barns rushed over to her.

       “Oh this is terrible; your beautiful dress is ruined.”

       Margo rushed over. “Damn Ms. Barns we need to do something, my Ma’ will be so pissed if that stains. I don’t want my cousin getting in trouble.” She smiled at Rebecca.

       “Okay,” Ms. Barns said pretending to consider the options. “It’s only water colors so maybe if we are quick we can get it out.”

       “That’s a great idea.” Kiley added. “I don’t want Rebecca getting in trouble.”

       “Come on, Rebecca lets get the dress off you so we can soak it in the sink.”

       Rebecca wanted to protest, she couldn’t believe they expected her to be naked in a classroom. Before she could disagree, though, hands reached out and started tugging at the bottom of her dress.

       “No, no girls, not from the bottom, you’ll get paint in her hair. Pull it down.”

       “But Ms. Barns, if we do that we’ll ruin her stockings too.” A small pixy-like girl said.

       “True, Mary, so what do you suggest?”

       “Well, if we get our hands under the dress and sort of stretch it out and away from her body, then we can lift it over her head without it touching her hair.”

       “Yes, I think that will work. Okay, Rebecca raise your arms over your head. I need three volunteers to lift the dress. Mary it was your idea so you can help. Kiley you made the mess so you’re in and Margo she’s your cousin so you’ll be third.”

       The three girls encircled Rebecca, Margo took the rear because she loved Rebecca’s bottom. She had handed the remote to her red headed friend Darcy with instructions to ramp it up as they started to undress Rebecca. “Not too much though, I don’t want her to cum” she had whispered.

       On cue, the three girls got their hands under Rebecca’s dress and pulled it away from her body.

       “Be sure to not let it touch her skin on the way up,” Ms. Barns reminded them.

       ‘How though?” asked Kiley.

       “Lead with your hands and then roll the dress over your forearms as you go.”

       “Like this?” Mary asked as she slid her hands along Rebecca’s thighs getting up to her forearms under the dress. Her hands were softly resting on Rebecca’s naked sex. Darcy saw what Mary was up to so she increased the vibrators’ speed. Rebecca shuddered.

       “Yes, now lift your arms away from her body, but keep your hands in place,” Ms. Barns instructed. When Mary did, the springy material rolled down her forearms coming to rest at her wrists.

       “It works,” cried one of the students.

       Using this technique, the three girls slowly slid their hands across Rebecca’s smooth flesh. Mary and Kiley, in the front, timed it perfect so that when they reached her chest their hands remained shortly on Rebecca’s firm breasts. Kiley lightly rubbed Rebecca’s stiffened nipple with the palm of her hand, causing a soft moan from the almost naked girl.

       Once past her breasts, they had little interest in continuing the charade so they quickly pulled the dress over her head and then the three stepped back. The class was awestruck at the sight Rebecca standing naked, her white stockings and pink shoes made her look even more exposed. Across her white breasts, tanned belly, and the tops of her thighs were streaks of green paint.

       “Okay Kiley, you go rinse out the dress the rest of you girls grab some wet towels and clean the paint off Rebecca,” Ms Barns instructed.

       The students rushed over to Rebecca and began using their towels and hands to remove the paint from her soft skin. Darcy turned up the vibrator a notch to add to the experience. Being naked and exposed in front of all these girls, their hands all over her breasts and the vibrations in her pussy and ass was putting Rebecca’s mind and body in turmoil. She tried to control her response to their helpful gestures, but she found herself growing wetter and wetter. Embarrassed, she was certain she could feel her clit protruding from her wet lips. She only hoped no one else noticed. Rebecca closed her eyes and prayed her classmates would finish before she lost all control.

       The hands seemed to be everywhere. She had only seen a little paint down her front, but it must have been worse than she thought. She could feel their fingers on her nipples; hands ran across her stomach and back. Someone was washing her under her breasts and they seemed to lift and squeeze each breast. Hands traced the small of her back and she suddenly imagined she felt fingers exploring her ass. The vibrations grew stronger so she knew it was all her imagination. A hand brushed against her sex and she heard a girl ask, “Ms. Barns what is this?”

       “Let me see,” said Ms. Barns. “Oh that?” she said and Rebecca almost came when she felt the teachers finger touch her exposed clitoris.

       “That must be Rebecca’s love button. Hmm, it looks pretty big; maybe we should stop washing her?”

       “Mine doesn’t stick out like that,” Rebecca heard another voice say. “I want to touch it.”

       “Me too,” came another voice.

       “I don’t know girls. That’s Rebecca’s private parts, I’m not sure that we should.”

       “Oh come on Ms. Barns, it can’t hurt. We’ll be gentle.”

       “Alright, but be quick about it, class is almost over.”

       Rebecca was beyond caring. A part of her needed release, but she fought it, humiliated by the thought of cumming from the touch of her classmates. These thoughts were soon lost as one by one, her classmates touched her exposed clitoris. Some rubbed it gently; others gave it a soft pinch. The final fingers grabbed her engorged clit and started to gently pull it. Rebecca entire body tingled as she felt a warm wave rushing over her, her hips began to thrust back and forth and she couldn’t control the soft moans that escaped her.

       The class was mesmerized by the sight of their young teacher crouched in front of the naked Rebecca. Ms. Barns had Rebecca’s clit between her thumb and forefinger and was slowly masturbating it. She slid her other hand onto Rebecca’s breast, tweaked, and pulled at the girl’s nipple. The sight of the fully dressed teacher so openly molesting the beautiful blond, naked except for her pink pumps and white had most of the girls reaching into their own pants.

       Ms. Barns so wanted to finish the young girl off, but her directions from Ms Pendleton were clear. As Rebecca came closer and closer, Ms. Barns stopped her manipulation and stood up. She quietly stepped away from the swaying girl and went back to the center of the room. Her students regrettably turned away as Margo walked over to Rebecca.

       “Hey, Rebecca, snap out of it.”

       Rebecca realized the lovely sensations were gone. She had control again. She opened her eyes and saw Margo giving her an odd look.

       “Listen, your dress is going to need some time to dry.”

       Concerned Rebecca asked, “What am I supposed to do?”

       “You have Fashion Design next, if we hurry we can sneak over there before classes change and Ms. Sara can give you something to wear. Then later you can come back here and get your dress.”

       Rebecca was unsure. It was bad enough being in class naked, but in the hallway of a school? That seemed too much.

       “I don’t know,” she said.

       “Better do it,” Ms. Barns called out. “Otherwise you’ll be naked in here when the next class arrives.”

       “Okay,” she said and followed Margo to the door.  Margo looked out the doorway and scanned the hallway up and down, pretending to make sure the coast was clear. She knew that classes were about to let out and that her naked little toy was about to find herself in a hallway of women.

       “Coast is clear, let’s go.” Margo grabbed Rebecca’s hand and pulled her out into the hall. Rebecca tried to cover herself, but it was nearly impossible to do that and keep her balance in the shoes she was wearing. As they slowly made their way down the corridor, Margo again turned up the vibrators. She brought the speed up to half and Rebecca suddenly froze in her tracks. She wasn’t sure what had brought it on, but her body again began to tingle with the feeling of an impending orgasm.

       “Why are you stopping?” Margo asked.

       “I – I- ah- just n-need to rest a moment.” Rebecca whimpered a fluttery feeling in her stomach and the tingling in her nipples made it hard to speak.

       “Rest? Out here? Are you having nasty thoughts again Rebecca?”

       “Umm, ahh, I’m trying not too.”

       Margo turned the vibrators up another notch and Rebecca had to steady herself by placing a hand on the wall. Her head hung down and her blond hair covered her sweating face.

       Just then, doors along the hallway began to open and students spilled out into the hallway. The ones closest noticed the naked girl in high heels and white thigh high stockings standing in the hallway. A group of girls from the soccer team whistled and then made a circle around the struggling Rebecca.

       A stocky brunette, the team captain, asked, “What have we got here?”

       “Just my cousin Rebecca,” Margo smiled.

       “Why is she naked?” The girl asked admiring the shapely figure.

       “She had a little accident in Art class and we had to soak her dress.”

       “She looks a little under the weather, is she sick?”

       “No, well sort of, she can’t control these nasty little sex fantasies that run through her mind. I guess being naked and all kind of set her off.”

       “Really?” the girl stepped closer to Rebecca and rubbed Rebecca’s naked back. “Is that true little princess? Are you having sex thoughts right here in the hallway?”
       Rebecca tried to gain some composure, but the vibrators seemed even stronger and the constant buzzing in her pussy and ass was proving too much.

       “I, ahh, I don’t know.”
       “Hear that team? She doesn’t know. Well, we should probably have a look and see. We can’t have you cumming in the middle of school.” A few of the girls moved in on Rebecca, the others stood back to enjoy the show. Other students and a few teachers also stopped to watch, curious as to what would happen next.

       “Okay team, lets give her a good inspection.”

       The soccer girls encircled Rebecca, their hands fondling and exploring her flesh. One of the girls milked her breasts while another felt her firm buttocks. The team captain, placed a hand on Rebecca’s back and slowly pushed her over into a bending position.

       “Now we can have a proper look.”

       Bent over, Rebecca’s breasts hung down. A soccer player on each side worked her breasts, pulling and squeezing them. Her hard nipples were pinched and tweaked making them grow even further. Behind her, the stocky brunette slid a finger across Rebecca’s wet lips.

       “Shit, she’s soaking wet,” the girl laughed. Rebecca could not believe these girls were inspecting her in the middle of the hallway. She wanted to resist but she just could seem to do anything but let it happen.

       The finger in her pussy found her clit.

       “Oh yeah, this thing is hard as a rock. Carol, feel it.”

       “No-o,” Rebecca begged, “Please d-don’t touch me there.”

       Another hand reached between her legs and she felt the fingers working between her lips.

       “You’re right it’s so long. Look you can jerk it like a cock.” The girl squeezed Rebecca’s love button and started pulling on it.

       “Uh..ugh, uh, pleeeese pl-please d-don’t” Rebecca pleaded.

       The girls ignored her and continued their manipulation.

       “Damn, Margo,” the soccer captain said, “she is ready to burst.” With that, she drove a finger up Rebecca’s ass extracting a moan from the helpless blonde. The girl playing with her clit said, “Fuck, I got to see her cum right here in the hallway.”

       “Please” Rebecca managed, “Don’t make me cu-cum.”
       The girl just laughed and said, “Sorry my little slut.” She leaned in and took Rebecca’s sex in her mouth. She drove her tongue across Rebecca’s clit and furiously licked at it. The girls on her breasts pulled and tweaked her nipples and the team captain drove her tongue into Rebecca’s exposed anus. Margo cranked the vibrators up to full and that was it for Rebecca.

       Unable to control herself the orgasm crashed through her.

       “Ah,ahh, no, noooo, ahhhhhh” The orgasm shook her entire body. The soccer girls stopped and watched as the blonde continued to twitch and spasm.

       “Damn what a slut,” one of them said and everyone laughed.

       Suddenly they saw the three eggs fall from Rebecca’s cunt and ass. The captain reached in a scooped them up and gave Margo a questioned look.

       Margo just shrugged and took them from the girl, dropping the eggs into her purse she said, “Good luck at the game tonight.”

       Rebecca was still bent over, her body quivering. Other students walked over to her, eager to touch the helpless blonde. There were at least twenty pairs of hands stroking the poor girl’s flesh. Ms. Barns parted the crowd and knelt behind the bent over Rebecca. She found Rebecca’s engorged clit and resumed her earlier manipulation, stroking it like a small penis between her thumb and forefinger. Rebecca’s body shuddered uncontrollably as another orgasm built. Ms Barnes increased the speed and pressure on the girl’s clit. Hands and fingers explored her naked body relentlessly. When a black girl named Sandra walked up and said, “Yeah git it” and jammed two fingers into Rebecca’s anus it was too much. The orgasm exploded in her and she shook wildly as Ms Barns continued to pull her clit and Sandra fucked her ass with quick, hard strokes. Another orgasm quickly followed the first and finally the women around her slowed and then ended their assault.

       Rebecca sank to the floor exhausted by the delightful pleasures that flowed through her body. After a few moments, Margo grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet.
       “Are you okay?” Margo asked. “You looked like you passed out for a minute there.”

       “Y-yes.” Rebecca said. “I must have.”

       “Well come on we need to get you to class before you’re late.”
       “Margo, why did those girls touch me like they did?”

       Margo considered the evolution of this little game. It was apparent that Rebecca realized that her recent experience was not a fantasy. The question was how to make it seem like Rebecca’s reaction was also Rebecca’s fault.

       “Rebecca,” Margo said in a consoling tone as she placed her arm around the naked girl’s shoulder, “it’s perfectly normal for a woman to touch another woman. I mean, don’t you see woman hugging each other all the time?”

       “Well, yes but,” Rebecca stammered.

       “It’s just that, well, to put it bluntly, you’re kind of a sex fiend. The most innocent touch sets you off. You really should try to control you’re reactions instead of blaming everyone else.”

       “Oh.” Rebecca feared that her reactions were not normal and her cousin’s words seemed to confirm her fear.

       “I mean,” her cousin continued, “if it was a boy touching you, then I could understand your reaction, but these are women. You really should try to control your body a little more. You don’t want people to think you are weird do you?

       “No.”

       “You won’t really fit in if every time someone tries to help you, you have an orgasm. And if women think you’re a lesbian, they’ll really avoid you.”

       “I’ll try,” Rebecca said softly. It dawned on her that she had been pretending these experiences were fantasies, but in truth, she had just been avoiding the fact that the most innocent touch seemed to excite her body. Rebecca wasn’t sure how she would control her response, but she knew it was important to try.

       Margo was proud of her little deceit. She believed that making the beautiful blonde cum would be a lot more enjoyable if Rebecca was completely aware and especially if Rebecca also believed the reaction was entirely her own fault. Another evil idea occurred to her.

       “You know Rebecca; maybe we can help you out a bit.”

       “How?” Rebecca was eager for a solution.

       “Well there are certain things we could do that might help you control yourself.”

       “Like what?” Rebecca asked cautiously.

       “Um, like spankings. Nothing really hard, but just enough to help your body learn to control itself. And we could do, like interventions, to you know, check and make sure your body issn’t reacting when it shouldn’t be.”

       “Interventions?” Rebecca didn’t want to appear ungrateful, but she wasn’t completely sure if she should trust Margo.

       “Yeah, interventions, like if It looks like you’re getting…um…excited, we could have people check you out and then help you stop.” Margo smiled as if her idea made perfect sense.

       “Okay,” Rebecca reluctantly agreed.

       “And it doesn’t seem like the eggs really worked so we should probably try something a little bigger.”

       The word bigger caused a shiver to run through Rebecca.

       “But Rebecca, if were really going to be a help, you have to be committed to being agreeable. This means when someone tries to help, you have to listen to them…no matter what.”

       “Well…i..uh,” Rebecca was used to listening to others, but the look in Margo’s eyes when she said, ‘no matter what’ caused concern. For some reason, though, it also gave Rebecca a hot and out of breath feeling.

       “Perfect, it’s decided then. I’ll just talk to Ma’ and Ms. Pendleton about it, and I’ll get some of my dearest friends to volunteer to help out.”

       Their conversation had taken them to the Fashion Design class.

       “Now don’t you worry about a thing, Cuz, we’ll fix this problem. In fact Ms. Sara and some of the girls in this class could probably help right away.”

       Suddenly very frightened, Rebecca regretted agreeing to any help.

       “No…I mean, maybe we should wait,” Rebecca pleaded.

       “Nonsense, no time like the present.”  Before Rebecca could respond, Margo swung open the door and entered the class.