The Willows School for Problem Girls
By BDSM_Tourguide
Chapter Two: Tish's Introduction
"Let's take her to the washroom and all take turns pissing on her!"
Wanda said excitedly. "That would be fun."
"Nah. We did that last week." Bertha said. "I want to do something more
fun."
"I thought that was fun." Wanda pouted.
Bertha grabbed a fistful of Wanda's hair and pulled the slight girl to
her mouth. Shoving her tongue deep into Wanda's mouth, Bertha gave her a long,
slurping kiss.
"Don't worry, shit breath. We're going to do some fun shit to her today.
That's for damned sure." Bertha said after finishing the lengthy kiss. She
shoved Wanda away from her and continued down the corridor.
Behind Bertha and Wanda were five other girls. Four of the girls, along
with Bertha and Wanda, wore denim jackets with their Willows School uniforms of
white button-up blouses and khaki slacks. It looked ridiculous, but every girl
in the school knew that, if a girl wore a denim jacket, she was not to be fucked
with. Bertha and the others had to do a lot of extra 'chores' for Miss Macaw to
be allowed to have these jackets and each girl wore them like a badge of honor.
The fifth girl looked as if she did not belong with this crowd at all.
She was fair and slim, blonde and carried an air of haughtiness about her.
Presently, however, she was being held by two of the girls in denim jackets and
a third had a fistful of her hair. She was being forced along a third floor
corridor above one of the gymnasiums. She looked absolutely miserable, and
probably for good reason. Usually, people in this sort of situation found
themselves living the next few hours of their lives in some form of misery or
another.
The girl in question's name was Tish. She'd been at the Willows School
for nearly six months now, ever since it was discovered that she'd been secretly
getting high on ecstasy, smoking weed and carrying a flask of gin with her, even
in her classes. Tish was caught when she showed up to her prom in a drunken,
ecstasy-induced stupor, much to the horror of her boyfriend, who happened to be
a starting quarterback of the school's football team. By the time she was
arrested at the dance, she had a flask of gin, two tabs of ecstasy and a gram
and a half of cocaine in her system. She was also completely nude on one of the
banquet tables with a cock in her mouth, ass, pussy and each hand. On top of
that, a line-up of students, not all boys, had formed near the table. Each
student was waiting their turn to fuck or be sucked off by the head cheerleader.
The police, when first witnessing the scene, thought the girl was being
gang raped until Tish tried to unzip one of the officer's pants and go down on
him. Tish was arrested on a bevy of charges and carted off to jail. Despite all
her wealthy family's influence, there was no way Tish could avoid some kind of
punishment. The scandal had made its way all through the affluent community and,
although not one parent would admit that their child had taken part in the
sex-crazed excursion, every parent wanted Tish locked away forever or, at the
very least, taken from the community.
Given Tish's family's affluent status, she was sent to the best and most
respected of schools for delinquents, the Willows School. Tish was doing well at
the Willows School, too, for about three weeks anyway. Then one Friday during
the dinner hour, Tish had her most shocking brush with fate ever. Not looking
where she was going, Tish had accidentally run into Bertha and had spilled tea
on Bertha's coveted denim jacket. From that moment on, Tish's life became hell.
After Bertha and her gang beat Tish until she couldn't stand up, they
took the limp and helpless girl to a mostly-unused washroom on the third floor
above one of the gymnasiums and really began going to work on her. At least once
a week for the last five months, Tish was grabbed from the dining hall or coming
out of a washroom, escorted to the third floor and was used as a toilet and
pissed or shit on, or both. She was made to eat pussy and asshole like they were
candy and she was a seven year old with a sweet tooth. She was made to fist
pussies and assholes and was made to take fingers, dildos and strap-ons in every
serviceable orifice. She was regularly beaten, though never in a way that the
guards would ask about. She had even been made to do completely humiliating and
degrading tasks like lick the toe-jam from between each girl's unwashed feet or,
once, she had been made to lick dog shit from one of the girl's shoes after that
girl had 'accidentally' stepped in it during the lunch recreation break.
Now, the girls had Tish again and were escorting her to one of their
playrooms on the third floor. Bertha's gang has a few rooms, mostly completely
vacant, that they would take their victims to in order to have some privacy.
Usually, this was done after dinner and before lights out, so the girls could
have several hours to play with their 'toy' before lights out was called.
"So, what are we going to do with her, B?" Wanda prodded. "Come on, tell
me. Please?" The please was actually a long, almost whining sound designed to
make Bertha crack and spill her guts about the secret plan du jour.
"Shut up, shit mouth." Bertha snapped. "When you need to know, you'll
know."
"But B..." Wanda started.
"Do you want me to kick the crap out of you and then make you eat it,
shit breath?" Bertha snapped and wheeled on the smaller girl.
"No, B." Wanda said and backed away from the large girl.
Wanda was slim and wiry with almost black hair nearly to her shoulders.
Bertha, by contrast, was built like a refrigerator. She was nearly six feet tall
and sported broad shoulders usually worn by professional athletes. Bertha had
dirty blonde hair that she constantly wore in a mullet, despite the fact that
her gang kept telling her that mullets and denim jackets had gone out of style
nearly twenty years ago. That didn't matter to Bertha. She liked her hair the
way it was and that, it had been made clear many times, was final. Despite her
size, Bertha didn't have a tit to speak of. She was about as flat as a plank and
her nipples even seemed to curve inward, if that was possible.
Bertha loved pussy, though. She could eat pussy all day long, if it was
offered to her. The juicier the pussy the better it was and the squirmier the
girl the better she liked it. Bertha was not the type of dyke to have her pussy
eaten though. She preferred a nice, large dildo rammed into her hard and fast.
If dildos were not available, which almost never happened in the girls' school,
then she liked a fist or two up her cunt until she squirted girl cum all over
the fisting party or parties.
At once, the group of girls came to the doorway of an unused equipment
room. Wanda opened the door for Bertha and the larger girl strode into the room
with a sinister air that denoted serious consequences for whoever her intended
target was today. The other girls dragged Tish into the room after her and Wanda
brought up the read, closing and locking the door behind them all.
"You know the drill, bitch." Bertha said as the Tish was thrust into the
center of the room.
Tish, eyes tear-filled, immediately began to disrobe. She knew better
than to try to get away or scream for help or refuse an order from Bertha or any
of the other girls, because the result was always the same. Whatever plan Bertha
had was going to be carried out. Whether it was a day later or after a lengthy
gang beating from all the girls, whatever Bertha had on her mind was going to
get done.
Tish kicked off her shoes, pulled off her blouse and khakis, unhooked
her bra and slipped it off her shoulders to expose her small, pert tits and then
slid off the white cotton, standard issues Willows School panties, showing her
freshly shaved pussy. Tish now stood before the group of girls completely naked,
her fair white skin nearly glowing in the din fluorescent lighting. Her clothes
she kicked into a pile in the corner.
"Now, do us, ghost." Bertha ordered. She hated the fact that Tish, the
bitch, was pale and blonde, so she made fun of her as often as she could by
calling her ghost. Even if Tish had not spilled that tea on Bertha's jacket, she
would have targeted Tish anyway, just because of how she looked.
Tish had learned by now that she was not to undress Bertha first. Bertha
liked to watch her humiliate herself by undressing all the others first. Tish
started on the girl closest to her, Faye was her name. Tish took of Faye's
jacket, folded it neatly and placed it on the one shelf in the room. Tish then
removed the girl's shoes, blouse, khakis, bra and panties and folded each
neatly, placing the stack of clothing on top of the jacket. The shoes, she
placed under the shelf directly under the appropriate pile of clothing.
Faye was sort of pretty; or she would be if she took care of herself.
Faye had dark brunette hair to the middle of her back, but it was always a
tangled mess of knots. She had acne pretty badly on her face and shoulders and
she never shaved anything. Faye's armpits, pussy and legs were always bushy with
dark hair. Tish hated having to do anything to Faye. The girl didn't bathe and
she didn't believe in toilet paper, so just smelling her was torture enough.
Eating her pussy or her asshole was sheer misery.
Tish moved on to the next girl, Faith. Faith was pretty; her hair was
always clean and she kept herself in good shape. She had long, dark brown hair
to just below her shoulder blades and usually kept it tied back in a pony tail.
Faith didn't shave her pussy, but she at least kept her pits and legs smooth.
The thing that made Faith the most noticeable was that she had enormous breasts.
Her tits were EE cups and the running joke around the gang was that, if someone
pissed Faith off, she could always just lay on them and smother them with her
titties. Given the rumors around the school, it was surmised that the gang's
joke might not be so much a joke. It was rumored that Faith smothering her
ex-sweetie was what had landed her in the Willows School to begin with.
Once Faith's clothing was placed on the shelf as Faye's had been, she
moved on to the next girl. Linda was her name and she was also one of Tish's
least favorite people in the gang. Linda was morbidly obese. She probably
weighed close to three hundred pounds and she was barely as tall as Tish, which
would make her about five feet and six inches tall. Linda was a lot like Faye.
She always stunk, never shaved and rarely washed. To be sure, Tish doubted the
girl could even reach enough of herself to wash or shave. Linda had frizzy black
hair to her shoulders which was usually in such a poor state that she frequently
looked like a large, black-tipped cotton swab.
Tish tried to finish with Linda as quickly as possible, before moving on
to Ellen or Ellie as all the girls knew her. Ellie was the only blonde in the
group, not counting Bertha's barely blonde mane. Ellie was shaved from the neck
down and was made by the other girls to shower twice daily, have one douche a
day and one enema a day. Ellie was the 'treat' of the group. Ellie was the one
that Bertha lent out to other girls to pay for favors or services. For instance,
if Bertha wanted an extra helping of bean burritos and chili, her favorite food,
she would give Ellie to the lunch counter lady for the night and Bertha would
get her food. Tish could see why it worked, too. Ellie was very pretty. Her
blonde hair fell to the small of her back, even when it was in a pony tail. She
was thin and had small, perky tits. She was shorter than Tish by a couple of
inches, but with her body frame and her looks, it only added to her value.
Once Ellie was undressed and her clothes stacked neatly on the shelf,
she moved on to the last girl before Bertha. This girl was Wanda, Bertha's
favorite. Wanda was wire-thin and also a brunette. She was Latino and had dark
features and a slight Spanish accent. Bertha liked Wanda for two reasons. One,
she could kick the shit out of just about anyone in the school, and two, she
would do anything Bertha said. Bertha kept Wanda's pussy unshaved because she
liked the way Wanda's pubic hair felt against her ass when Wanda was ramming her
good and hard with the strap-on. Wanda did shave her armpits and legs, though.
If she didn't, she would probably look a lot like an ape. Bertha's pet name for
Wanda was shit breath or shit mouth, because Wanda actually enjoyed eating shit.
Bertha hardly ever used a toilet she'd just shit on a napkin and give it to
Wanda to eat. If Wanda got thirsty or needed some refreshment to wash down the
piece of Bertha's shit, she would just get on her knees between Bertha's legs
and gulp down a bladder full of urine. Tish could barely stand to watch it when
Bertha and Wanda did any of those sorts of thing in front of her; although, over
the last five months, Tish had swallowed her fair share of piss, too. Never
shit, though. Tish had been shit on a few times, but she'd never had it in her
mouth and she surely had never actually eaten it.
Finally, Tish came to Bertha. Bertha looked down at Tish with a leering
grin that only too plainly showed how happy she was to be torturing Tish as she
was. Tish took off Bertha's clothes and placed them on the shelf with the
others' clothing. Bertha, despite her lack of tits, had big, round ass and wide
hips. In fact, her hips were her only curve. The rest of Bertha was pretty
blocky and straight. Bertha never shaved, either, but at least she washed. She
had a thick, bushy patch of dirty blonde pubic hair between her legs that grew
out even on her thighs. Bertha delighted in shoving her hairy pussy in Tish's
face, not to let her lick it, but to see the look on her face while she was
rubbing her thick, hairy mass in the ghost's face.
"Alright, girls, time to have some fun." Bertha said as soon as Tish had
finished undressing her. She grinned evilly at Tish as the girl crossed the
floor to stand in front of Bertha and await her commands.
"Well, ghost," Bertha started. "You're not in one of our washroom, so
you know you're not getting pissed on this afternoon. That ought to make you
feel a little better. On the other hand, if you knew what I had in mind, you'd
probably rather have tall glasses of every one of our piss."
Wanda snickered, but a look from Bertha shut her up.
"See, ghost, we all had a long game of basketball in the gym right
before dinner, so we're pretty sweaty. You know how clean all of us like to be,
so you're going to use your pretty little tongue for a washcloth and lick all of
us clean. By the time you're done, all our armpits, asses, cunts and feet are
going to smell like your spit or we're going to bring you up here tomorrow and
make sure you get it right."
Tish groaned inwardly. This was going to be the most disgusting thing
she'd ever done. She knew she was going to puke at least once while she was
performing. She steeled herself to that fact and just figured it would be over
with soon enough. Even if it took her fifteen minute per girl, she'd be out of
here in hour and a half. Then she could get some mouthwash and a nice, hot
shower and things would be alright after that.
"Well, you dizzy bitch, get to work!" Bertha said excitedly. "Start with
Ellie. I know she's your favorite, so you can do her first."
Tish groaned inwardly again. She was hoping to end with Ellie. There was
no way Ellie could be as bad as the rest of them. At least they MADE her take
showers.
Tish approached Ellie and the shorter girl raised both her arms,
revealing freshly shaved armpits glistening with sweat. As Tish approached her,
she could begin to smell the girl's body odor. Honestly, it wasn't too bad. She
guessed it could be a lot worse.
Tish bent slightly at the waist and opened her mouth. She put her tongue
against the skin of Ellie's armpit and licked it once. It was salty, yes, but
not bad at all. It tasted kind of like ocean water. If she breathed through her
mouth while she was doing it, this was not a bad chore at all.
She moved to Ellie's other armpit after thoroughly cleaning the first
one. After tat, she knelt down and the girl spread her legs so Tish could get to
her shaved cunt. Tish reached in and held Ellie's pussy lips apart and licked
her from hole to clit several time. She noticed Ellie getting wet while she was
cleaning her, so she made a little extra work of it and stuck her tongue deeply
into Ellie's pussy and sucked at the juice there. Tish didn't know why she did
it, other than the fact that knowing Ellie would get turned on and have to be
frustrated kind of made Tish feel a little bit better.
Once Tish had finished with Ellie's pussy, much to Ellie's
disappointment, Ellie turned around and spread her ass cheeks apart. Tish
immediately started licking out the girls' asshole. She shoved her tongue into
it as far as it would go and then she licked Ellie all the way to the top of her
butt crack. After Tish had licked Ellie's ass completely clean, Ellie turned
around again and held up first one foot and then the other for Tish to lick
clean. Tish sucked each of Ellie's toes and then licked along the bottoms of
each of her feet to make sure they were very clean. Except for the dirt from the
floor, this wasn't too bad either.
Ellie was in a fair state by the time Tish finished with her. She was
panting deeply and it was obvious to everyone that her pussy lips were wet with
more than just Tish's spit.
"Okay, ghost," Bertha commanded. "Faye's next."
Tish almost groaned again, but Faye being second was probably not such a
bad thing. Get the stinking bitch done fast and move on. Tish made a mental note
to hold her breath as much as possible while doing Faye.
Tish approached Faye and the dark-haired girl raised her arms over her
head, exposing her thick, hairy armpits. As soon as Faye had raised her arms,
Tish could smell her. Her body odor nearly made tears come to her eyes it was so
bad. Breathing through her mouth, Tish leaned her face closer to Faye's armpit
and started licking it. Faye was a couple of inches taller than Tish, so she
didn't have to bend but slightly.
Even breathing through her mouth, Tish had to suppress several gags.
Faye's sweat was a lot saltier and bitterer than Ellie's and the hair kept
getting into her mouth. When she had tried to pick one of the hairs off her
tongue, Bertha had told her to leave there or swallow it and stop holding up the
line.
Tish moved on to Faye's other armpit, licking it as she'd licked the
other one before. Then she knelt down for the daunting task of doing the
horribly unclean girl's pussy and ass. Faye wasn't shy about it either. She
shoved her smelly, hairy pussy right into Tish's face and told her to lick it
really good. Tish swore that she now knew what curdled cheese tasted like,
because Faye's pussy was that bad. Not only did it stink, but all along the
inside of her slit were shed hairs, balls of fluff and small bits unidentifiable
matter. Tish choked them down, suppressing gag after gag and praying to god that
whatever it was caught in this girl's pussy wasn't going to make her seriously
ill.
Then Faye turned around and things got worse. First off, the crack of
Faye's ass was covered in thick dark hair. There was even a ring of it around
her asshole. Also, around her asshole, since she never used toilet paper, were
tiny balls of shit. Tish didn't think she could do it. She knew she didn't have
a choice, though. It was either that she sucked it up and did it now or she took
an ass kicking from all six girls and then did it. Tish took a deep breath and
went to work on the nasty girl's ass.
After what seemed like a millennium, she finally got done with Faye's
hairy ass. She quietly spit out the little shit balls, hoping no one would hear
her or, if they did, wouldn't tell her not to. There was no way she could have
swallowed this foul girl's shit.
Finally, she went to work on Faye's feet. She licked and sucked at the
toes, getting a tongue full of toe jam as she licked in between each toe. She
finished up by licking the bottoms of Faye's feet.
After all this tongue work, her jaw was starting to get a little sore
and her tongue was pretty dry. She knew that those were not going to be good
enough excuses for Bertha to allow her to quit, though. She again resolved
herself to just getting this done and then getting as much mouthwash as she
could into her mouth and settling in for a hot shower in the washroom on her
floor.
"Okay, Linda, your turn." Bertha said and the obese girl stepped
forward.
Tish was still on her knees from finishing with Faye and when she
started to stand, Linda stopped her and told her to start with her feet. Linda's
feet weren't as bad as Faye's. They even kind of smelled minty for some reason.
Tish wondered if she had one of those foot soakers in her room or something like
that. Tish zipped through the girl's feet with no trouble at all. Her pussy and
ass, on the other hand, were about as bad as Faye's, so she had to hold back her
gag reflex and grit her teeth and get it done. Finishing up, Tish stood and
licked Linda's flabby armpits clean, breathing a small sigh of relief as she
finished the second one.
Next was Faith, and Tish didn't mind doing her so much either. After
all, Faith was pretty clean, so Tish had about as much trouble with her as she
did with Ellie. Tish even took special liberties with Faith's pussy and ass as
she had done with Ellie. When she was done, Faith was panting softly and more
than a little wet. She made a comment about how good Tish was with her tongue
and how she ought to be made to lick pussy more often.
Wanda, too, was pretty unremarkable, except for the fact that when Tish
leaned forward to start licking her asshole clean, Wanda let out a long, ripping
fart right into Tish's open mouth. Tish fell backward in disgust and all the
other girls had a good, long laugh at Tish's expense. Once Tish had composed
herself and successfully resisted the urge to punch the dumb cunt right in her
smug face, she got back up and finished Wanda off.
That left Bertha. Tish was not looking forward to this at all, but she
figured that at least Bertha bathed, so she couldn't be as bad as Linda or Faye.
She was right, too. Aside from Bertha's extra hairy pussy, Tish had little
trouble finishing her off fairly quickly.
Once Tish had finished with Bertha, she remained kneeling on the floor,
waiting to see if there were any further orders before she started getting
dressed to go back to her room.
"What do you think, girls?" Bertha asked the group. "Did she do a good
enough job or do we have to have her back tomorrow, too?"
Tish was actually a bit surprised when the general consensus was that
she'd done a fine job and she wouldn't be required for further cleaning
activities on the following day.
Faith made the suggestion that Tish ought to finish what she started and
give them all good, long pussy lickings and some good orgasms, but Bertha vetoed
the idea.
"Nah, we better not. Recess is almost over and we should probably get
down to the dorm before we get missed." Bertha said, leaving Faith and Ellie to
heave sighs of disappointment.
All the girls got dressed, Tish last, of course. Then all of them walked
casually downstairs and made their way to their individual dorm rooms. As Tish
was approaching her room, she noticed a girl unlocking the door to the room next
to hers. That room had been unoccupied for the last month, so Tish figured the
girl must be a new arrival on the bus today. The light bulb came on in Tish's
head when she realized the girl was still wearing the standard issue jumper of a
first day girl. It didn't take most girls long to read the part of the handbook
that informed them that they could receive up to three school issued uniforms
from laundry services any day before eight o'clock, except on weekends when
laundry services was closed.
As Tish approached her door and moved to unlock it, the girl at the
neighboring door turn to her and said hello. She was short, maybe only five feet
tall, at the most. She had pretty brunette hair, pulled into a ponytail that
fell to the middle of her shoulders. She also wore a pair of wire-frame glasses.
Nothing stylish, but it gave her kind of a bookish look. When she said hello to
Tish, she had a pretty, lilting voice.
Tish said hello back and smiled at the girl. The girl smiled back,
showing a small gap between her front two teeth. The girl explained that she'd
just been down in the yard after dinner. She tried to make a few friends, but
wasn't very successful. Tish didn't doubt it. Most of the girls around here
didn't like new arrivals until either the student body in general got an idea of
why they were here or until the new girl proved herself to be worthy of other
peoples' attention. Usually a girl wanting to make a name right away would
initiate some kind of ass kicking on her first day to let the other girls know
that she was not to be toyed around with. Other girls were known simply through
reputation. The rumor mill at Willows was fierce and any girl's criminal record
was usually known by the whole student body within a week of her arrival.
Tish explained to the new girl that most girls didn't want to make
friends with the new girls and she'd probably be better off leaving people alone
until she got 'known' around the school. The new girl said she'd probably just
do that and keep mostly to herself. She turned and started to enter her room
when Tish, feeling particularly blonde at the moment, though to introduce
herself.
The girl took Tish's offered hand and introduced herself as Cindy
Wheatly. Cindy asked Tish if it would be okay if she came to Tish's room for a
few minutes and talked. Tish said it was fine, but there was something she had
to do first. Tish let the girl into her room and immediately went to her
personal effects shelf and took down her bottle of mouthwash. She stalked off to
the washroom at the corner of the floor without another word to Cindy. Cindy
figured it best to not wait in Tish's room, so she followed Tish to the
washroom. Tish had already taken a big mouthful of the mouthwash by the time
Cindy caught up to her and was swirling it about in her mouth, trying to get rid
of the feet and ass taste in her mouth.
"So," Cindy began. "Is this place like other girl's schools?"
Tish shrugged. She'd never been to another girl's school, so she had no
idea for comparison.
They had reached the washroom and Tish stood in front of one of the
sinks and gargled the mouthwash as far back into her throat as she could without
accidentally swallowing it. She spat into the sink and rinsed her mouth out,
drying her mouth on a towel she'd brought from her room.
"All I know, Cindy," Tish said as she started to strip out of her
uniform. Cindy did not look away and did not seem to be troubled by Tish's
nudity, so Tish figured, along with the girl's question, that she'd been in at
least one school already. "All I know is that this place is bad. Don't get me
wrong, though. The food is good, the teachers are alright as long as you follow
the rules, but some of the girls here can be really awful. If I were you, I'd
spend as little time as possible trying to make friends and trying fit in around
here. The more attention you attract to yourself, the more likely you are to
attract a bad element. Then, you're as good as screwed."
Tish stepped into the shower room and turned on a steaming hot tap of
water and stepped under it. Cindy stood at the entryway to the shower room,
watching Tish shower.
"Gosh, you make it sound like we're in prison." Cindy said.
"One step from it, as Madam Macaw likes to constantly remind us." Tish
said over the spray of water. "Mess up once really badly and you're off to real
prison."
Cindy said nothing and continued her silence as Tish showered and dried
herself. It wasn't until Tish had dressed and the two girls had returned to
Tish's room and sat down that Cindy spoke next.
"I'd like it if you were my friend, Tish." Cindy said, smiling and again
showing the little gap between her teeth.
Tish was actually touched at the girl's seeming innocence. How had she
been in other girl's schools already and still retained this level of sweetness?
It didn't seem possible to Tish. Nevertheless, Tish found herself smiling back
at Cindy and saying, "I think I'd like that."
