The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James: A Summer Vacation
Chapter 7 As cool as a cucumber
The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James : A Summer Vacation
Chapter Seven : As cool as a cucumber
Voices! Lisa James' blood suddenly ran cold. Oh please no! Miss Palmer
had someone with her! On the previous mornings, when she'd stood naked awaiting
the arrival of the school nurse, the sound of the older woman's high heels had
heralded her approach. On each occasion the fear that someone else might arrive
with Matron had made Lisa's stomach somersault with worry. And now her worst
fears were about to be realised. The thought of someone else being present
whilst she was restrained on the nightmarish "machine" and subjected to her
morning enema sent chills chasing up and down her spine.
"Here she is. Say good morning young lady," said the grinning nurse.
Simon Barrow's smiling face suddenly filled Lisa's vision as she tried to cover
her nudity with her hands.
"Good morning Sir," she said quietly, her face flushing scarlet at
being exposed in front of him again.
"Mr Cain tells me you've taken quite a liking to Baseball. Is that
true?" His laughter filled the corridor as Lisa's face turned an even darker
shade of red. The memory of the mind numbing orgasm she'd had with the carved
bat embedded in the centre of her belly caused her clitoris to pulse alarmingly.
Anita Palmer opened the San door and ushered the "schoolgirl" into the room. The
embarrassed younger woman scampered through the doorway in front of them, her
full buttocks wobbling delightfully.
As Matron prepared her enema equipment Simon Barrow perched on the
edge of the San's desk and watched Lisa as she stood naked against the wall.
"Hands on your head you little slut!" he said sharply. Horribly aware
of his amused eyes she reluctantly placed her hands where he instructed fully
revealing her shaven pubis and trembling breasts as she did so.
"Do you think our schoolgirl likes showing that fat pussy of hers to
strangers Anita?" he asked with a sarcastic tone in his voice.
"Yes I certainly do! She's a disgusting little scrubber. Can't control
herself when she comes in here in the mornings. I've no doubt when she's given
half a chance she parades in front of people naked and shows them everything
she's got!" He watched their red-faced pupil's bottom lip tremble and then pout
resentfully. She didn't dare look at him. Her whole being was centred on her
exposed private parts that were so blatantly revealed to his eyes. She felt sick
with anxiety because in a few moments she knew he'd be seeing even more of her!
Once knelt over the saddle and fixed with the leather straps Lisa
heard the whirr of electric motors and immediately felt her pinioned body being
lifted and opened for the forthcoming entertainment of her tormentors. She
gasped as her thighs were spread wide and as her head dropped towards the floor
felt her bum hole and vaginal crack being forced upwards into the air. The
intimate exposure made fluid leak from her delicate internal membranes. Blood
suffused her cheeks and neck as the private places of her body were shamefully
revealed to their eyes. Simon Barrow calmly discussed school business with his
colleague as he observed her first insert a finger, and then several, into the
helpless bottom that clenched and spasmed in front of him. It was a delicious
sight. The wonderfully rounded cheeks were rolling most erotically as his nurse
worked her lubricated fingers back and forth in the incredibly tight hole. Lisa
was wailing in misery and begging the older woman to stop which only added an
even more arousing edge to the scene. His cock stiffened each time the young
woman's voice rose in protest.
The end of the tube was ridged. From her squeals it was obvious she
felt each one as the thing passed slowly down her rectal canal. Then Anita
Palmer inflated the collar and everything was sealed tight. A touch of a button
and pressurised fluid began squirting straight into the shaking "schoolgirls"
bowels. Lisa moaned loudly as she absorbed the initial onslaught then began
writhing against her restraints as the pressure began to build. It took only
moments before she was unable to contain herself and began begging them to turn
it off.
"Does she always make such a fuss?" asked Simon Barrow as Lisa
shrieked in discomfort.
"Yes I'm afraid she's acted like a little five year old each time I've
cleaned her out." The nurse gave him a sly smile.
"Maybe you ought to give her something to really complain about? Would
you mind watching her for a little while. The pump's set to automatically finish
its cycle after 20 minutes and I'll be back soon after." She couldn't help but
laugh softly at the sudden increase in the intensity of Lisa's protests.
"Before I go let me just tidy this tubing out of the way for you."
Taking some adhesive plaster she carefully ran the pipe up between the clenching
buttocks and taped it firmly to the girls waist before moving the pump and it's
trolley off to one side.
"You make sure you behave for your Master you little tart," she said,
as beaming brightly at her employer she left the room and closed the door
quietly behind her.
For the second time in their brief relationship Lisa found Simon
Barrow's erection filling her mouth. The cramping in her belly was getting
worse. Each spasm wrenched a pitiful groan from her throat. Her protests however
bubbled incoherently around the thick shaft that was powering back and forth
between her lips. Saliva dribbled down her face and she retched as his swollen
penis hit the back of her throat again. Then thankfully it was gone and she
could cry freely as another wave of pain swept through her stomach.
He watched as she convulsed against the discomfort, his cock jutting
enormously as her sobs caused it to throb uncontrollably.
"That wasn't a very good effort young lady," he said, "you still seem
to require some instruction where sucking a gentleman is concerned." He
disappeared behind her and she suddenly screamed shrilly as a blaze of fire
scorched itself across her churning bum cheeks.
"Aaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!!!!!Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!" was all she
had time for before the second stroke of the thin whippy cane seared across her
straining flesh. After a few minutes eight lines of white heat were burning her
wildly rolling buttocks. He'd been particularly careful to allow enough time
between strokes so that she could fully appreciate the intensity of each
sizzling impact.
Now Lisa found herself in a place where she'd never been before. A
sound was filling her ears and it took several moments before she realised it
was her own wailing. The sound rose and fell in time with the excruciating
cramping in her belly and the painful throbbing in her rolling bum cheeks. Simon
Barrow was enjoying himself immensely. The writhing girl was completely at his
mercy and exciting him enormously. The presence of his hands firmly steadying
her hips made Lisa aware that something else was about to happen. She guessed it
wasn't going to be pleasant. Then she found herself pleading with him. She could
hear herself doing it but felt strangely removed from what was happening, almost
as if she was an observer and not a participant.
"Oh no Sir! I can't bear anymore. My tummy and bum hurt so much.
Please don't......Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!" The head of Simon Barrow's rigid
cock suddenly pushed between her soft labia and forced itself just inside the
pink tunnel. He was amazed at how tight she felt but it wasn't really
surprising. Standing between the widely spread thighs he worked himself gently
back and forth, carefully opening the helpless vagina with the very end of his
engorged penis. It felt wonderful and took all of his self-control not to ram
himself straight into the wriggling flesh. Control was everything. Control would
prolong the exquisite pleasure. He concentrated as hard as he could.
Lisa could feel his thing as it moved just in and out of her slippery
crack. She sobbed uncontrollably as pain surged inside her belly as the muscles
cramped against the pressure in her bowels. He was going to fuck her whilst she
was having her enema! The certain knowledge did nothing to alleviate her mental
state. She became aware of his hands taking an even firmer grip and then
suddenly her shriek of agony was filling the room. Pushing steadily he gradually
inserted his throbbing cock into the writhing girl. She howled as his hardness
slowly forced itself more and more deeply into her belly. God she was so tight!
It was the tightest pussy he'd ever experienced. He should of thought of this
before! The intense pressure that surged rhythmically inside her meant that
Lisa's rectum was inflating with fluid and swelling into her vaginal passageway
making the space much tighter than normal. For Simon Barrow it was quite simply
delicious. She squealed as he finally sank himself fully into her shuddering
depths. On this occasion she found little pleasure as he calmly raped her
restricted hole. It hurt and that was all there was to it. Her screams rang out
as he selfishly plunged himself into the incredibly tight opening. Thankfully it
didn't take long before his orgasm approached. Lisa's squeals and sobs and pleas
hastened its arrival. Then he was pulsing and shooting his hot fluid into the
girl's helpless vagina. It gripped and squeezed the final drops from his
throbbing rod before he slumped forwards onto the churning bottom. She was
coated in sweat, he could feel the wetness against his chest as he rested on her
back. Now totally soft his cock slid from her still pulsing slit. Her groans
were softer but rose to a squeal each time her muscles cramped in complaint at
the fluid that was filling her almost to bursting point.
By the time Anita Palmer returned Lisa James was still pinioned over
the saddle of the enema machine but Simon Barrow had gone. The pump had stopped
but the girl was still groaning and shaking all over. Bright red stripes
decorated the juddering buttocks and then the older woman noticed the grey fluid
oozing and dripping from between the girl's swollen labia. She smiled to
herself.
"Well you little bitch it looks as though Mr Barrow gave you a lesson
in obedience this morning. I hope you enjoyed yourself?" Her bright laughter
filled the room as she began to undo the leather straps.
Lisa felt light headed when she arrived at the kitchen door. Her pussy
felt sore and her bum was really throbbing. The stripes Simon Barrow had given
her with the cane were still stinging but worst of all her clitoris was
throbbing as well. Thinking about what had just happened was making her really
horny! What the hell was the matter with her! The shower had done little to
reduce the sensitivity of the burning lines. She glanced nervously around the
room hoping that the horrible boy wouldn't be there this morning, but of course
he was. As she walked in her entrance provoked a series of sarcastic remarks so
she quickly slipped her uniform off and her apron on. Standing at the sink she
started to run some hot water. Unfortunately the state of her bottom, visible
through the gap in the back of the apron, immediately aroused their interest.
"I think she should show us her bottom properly Mrs Sampson," said Sue
Collins mischievously. The girl laughed at the woebegone expression that covered
Lisa's face.
"You'd like to give us all a really good look wouldn't you you little
tart?" said the grinning cook, "you can get that apron off for a start!" Within
a few moments Lisa found herself naked and bending uncomfortably over the heavy
wooden butchers block that stood ominously in one corner of the kitchen. From
somewhere they'd produced a length of soft rope that Lee Watson was now
carefully looping around her wrists. The thick-legged wooden slab wasn't very
high so both Lisa's feet and hands were almost touching the floor as she bent
head down over the thing. Her face burned with humiliation when she looked into
the sniggering face of the youth. He expertly cinched her wrists together then
tied them at floor level to the crosspiece on one side of the thing. Before he
stood up his hands cupped the pendulous orbs that hung forwards over the front
edge of the block and squeezed them until Lisa gasped in protest.
"Get your legs open girl! We know you want to show us all you've got!"
snapped the cook, laughing at the shameful groan that the young woman made. Lisa
was firmly secured in place, her bottom bulging provocatively. Reluctantly she
spread her legs until each of her bent knees were on opposite sides of the
horrible block. The cheeks of her bum were pulled half open revealing the wet
slit of her vagina and it's swollen labial folds.
"It looks as though she's been fucked!" said the 25 year old Sue
Collins as she bent and peered closely at the helpless woman's obviously
inflamed vaginal lips.
"The dirty little scrubbers been fucking someone!" said the boy
excitedly. Lisa closed her eyes, the humiliation was too much to bear. Having a
teenage boy staring at her pussy when only a short time ago she'd been forced to
have intercourse with a relative stranger was absolutely dreadful. However her
eyes shot open when fingers suddenly traced down between the slippery lips and
then slid easily inside.
"It feels like she's had a bucket of grease in here!" said the boy
laughing loudly. Lisa groaned in shame but felt her buttocks lifting
involuntarily. The fingers went deeper.
"Just look at the little slut," said the younger woman, "she's trying
to fuck his fingers!".
Although she didn't want to Lisa found herself groaning with pleasure
as the boy's fingers slid forcefully in and out of her soaking wet slit. When
they passed teasingly across her clitoris, which was poking excitedly from
beneath it's hood, she ground herself against the wooden block gasping
breathlessly.
"The little scrubber's going to come if you keep that up Lee" said Mrs
Sampson as she watched the parted buttocks rotate in very erotic circles.
Reluctantly the youth withdrew his hand and smiled at his colleagues.
"Pretty hot looking stripes she's got aren't they?" he said. Sue
reached out and ran her fingers along the angry raised red ridges that cut
perfectly across the soft bottom. The pinioned "schoolgirl" gasped and jerked as
the slight pressure caused the excruciatingly sensitive welts to flare into life
once again.
"Bet she howled when she got them," said the Cook matter of factly.
"If she gets some more today they'll really gonna sting!" Lisa listened
worriedly to their conversation trying her best to stop rubbing her clit against
the wooden surface. She knew she was a disgusting little slut but she wanted to
come so much! What had happened earlier and what was happening now was making
fluid literally flood from her pussy. The humiliation, the mind blowing
humiliation, the shameful exposure. Her clitoris was itching and throbbing
and.....
"I've been told we're not strap or spank her this morning. Sounds like
she's might be getting a good thrashing from someone else before the day's
over," said Mrs Sampson ruefully.
"It's a pity. I was looking forward to making her squeal. Anyway I'm
sure we can find something that she'll dislike just as much!"
Lisa was being excused from her kitchen chores but she wished she
wasn't. Laughter and raised voices were emanating from the behind the storeroom
door. Her imagination was going into overdrive and a cold dread was crawling
slowly across her skin. She shifted uncomfortably against the wood pressing into
her belly. The storeroom door opened. Immediately the boy went to one of the
sinks whilst the two women continued with their normal breakfast preparations.
After a while Lisa could smell coffee being made and then realised that the
three of them were pulling chairs over towards her corner of the room. She
swallowed nervously.
"Here we are dirty girl," said Mrs Sampson, "look what we've found for
you." From her head down position Lisa craned her neck and looked at the
contents of the plastic bowl that the cook was holding out. For a few seconds
the significance of the array of various vegetables was lost on her then
understanding flooded her mind. As she stared at the freshly washed carrots and
parsnips she bit her lower lip and said nothing. There was a huge cucumber as
well.
The two carrots were big and old. As the first slid easily into her
pussy she groaned. Sue Collins smirked as she placed the end of the second
against the tightly closed anus. The helpless woman's feet drummed on the
kitchen floor and she writhed on the chopping block as her young tormentress
pushed hard. Lisa was desperately squeezing herself shut, grunting with the
effort through clenched teeth. Her younger female colleague simply pushed
harder. A moment of resistance and then they were rewarded with a shrill squeal
of despair and a wild shaking of their playthings head as the carrot penetrated
all the way into her rectal passageway.
"Nnnnnngggghhhhh! Ooooooooooohhhhhhhh! Stop! Stop!" They laughed as
the spread buttocks tried to close. A warning slap from one of Mrs Sampson's
hard hands and they remained open. Lisa's groans and moans increased in volume
and pitch as the two vegetables began to plunge back and forth in her twin
holes. Soon she was bucking and crying both with pleasure and shame as the girl
drove her frustratingly close to orgasm. Then the orange "dildoes" were gone and
she was left sobbing as her bottom continued to writhe involuntarily,
desperately seeking the intoxicating sensations that had moments earlier made
her head spin with excitement.
The Cook took a turn but this time a pair of parsnips were the tools
of choice. The larger of the two was covered in secondary roots that turned and
twisted in all directions. It looked like some sort of deranged medusa, the thin
wiry growths covering its entire surface. Lisa groaned loudly as the first white
invader was pushed further and further into her contracting bumhole. The anal
ring was forced to expand and stretch to accommodate the gradually increasing
girth. Laughter greeted the explosion of pleading that greeted the first few
centimetres of "medusa" as it made it's way inside the other more exclusively
feminine tunnel.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh! Nooooooooooooo! Don't! Pleeeeeeeease!" The sensations
as the mass of prickly pliable roots scraped along the elastic walls of Lisa's
pussy nearly sent her mad! She shook her head violently and straightened her
knees. The attentive audience watched in fascination as she frantically jerked
her bottom up and down and from side to side. The cook ignored the young woman's
squeals as she carried on inserting the thick vegetable into the ever widening
vaginal crack.
Pleas and squeals and sobs filled the kitchen as Mrs Sampson began
moving the two white invaders slowly back and forth. Lisa whinnied with anxiety
as the dreadful "medusa" scraped and scratched against her sensitive vaginal
membranes. The feelings were literally unbearable. Her cries intensified as the
two parsnips were forced inside her as far as they would go. Then as one
penetrated the other retreated. Soon a steady rhythm was established as Lisa
howled her anguish at the four tiled walls. Her legs shook and straightened then
her tummy was pressing hard against the unforgiving wood. Both her vagina and
bottom hole pulsed and clenched and spasmed with the intolerable sensations. A
thin sheen of perspiration quickly developed over the whole of her writhing body
as the three workers watched in rapt fascination. Finally she felt the horrible
things being withdrawn leaving her sobbing inconsolably across the wooden slab.
"Certainly wriggles about a bit doesn't she?" said Lee Watson smiling
happily.
"Yes. I think we'll have to use something to hold her still for the
next one," said the Cook slyly.
"Go and get me a fresh bottle brush from the store would you Sue?" Mrs
Sampson held the enormous solid cucumber under Lisa's nose. It was a good 15
inches long.
"Like this would you you little bitch?" she said. Lisa began shaking
her head frantically,
"Please don't Miss don't make me it's too big it'll really hurt me
please oh please...." Words tumbled from the anguished mouth as tears ran freely
down the bright red cheeks. The younger woman was quickly back from the
storeroom.
"Just the job," said the cook brightly as she held up the wire handled
brush. The last few inches had firm radiating bristles which would cause havoc
with their victims sensitive anal opening.
"Nooooooooooooooooo! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" squealed Lisa as the
sharp bristles pricked the entrance of her tightly closed bumhole. Her teeth
chattered and then her mouth formed a soundless howl as the awful thing was
thrust firmly into the tiny hole. For a few seconds she totally lost control,
screaming and thrashing on top of the wooden block. Her reaction brought an
explosion of cruel laughter from her tormentors. Luckily the bristles retained a
certain degree of flexibility which had allowed them to bend as they'd passed
through the tightly clenched ring of Lisa's bottom. Once inside they'd sprung
back into position and were now filling the writhing young woman's rectal canal
with an intense prickling. She stopped moving immediately, trying to remain
totally still so that the awful sensations inside her bottom would stop. It
worked to a point, the prickling reduced, but sweat beaded her forehead and she
moaned loudly.
"That's better young lady," said Mrs Sampson.
"Now Lee if you could hold the brush in place we can make a start."
They all chuckled as the cook once again held the massive cucumber in front of
Lisa's face. The pleading from their helpless captive was heart rending but
sounded like music to their ears so they ignored it.
It was thick as well as being long.
"She'll never take the whole thing surely," said Sue Collins as Mrs
Sampson forced Lisa to lick the cucumber as best she could. Even though she'd
begged them not to put it inside her she knew they were going to. In a panic she
lathered the thing with her spit hoping that the lubrication would alleviate the
trauma of its insertion at least to some degree. The older woman laughed.
"Well she's going to feel it, that's for sure. It'll be interesting to
see how much we can get in her." Lee Watson's erection was already pushing
against the zip of his jeans even before the cook placed one end of the cucumber
between the "schoolgirl's" straining thighs. As the end slid between the swollen
labia his hard on tried to force itself through the material itself. Lisa
squealed and mouthed a whole stream of entreaties as her torturer started to
push the thick green monster into the pulsing vaginal opening. The lips opened
and stretched around the thing's girth forming a perfect pink ring. Lisa
screamed and jerked away from it, her legs straightening and trembling as
intense prickling suddenly filled her bottom. She screamed again as several
inches of the intruder were unceremoniously forced into her straining pussy.
"Arrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Mrs Sampson
took a firmer grip on her vegetarian friend and pushed hard. Lisa's eyes bulged
from her head as she felt the enormous invader stretching her poor hole to its
very limits. They'd tear her inside, she was sure of it. Trying to keep herself
still was impossible as several more inches slid inexorably into the straining
tunnel.
"Wow!" said Sue Collins. "There must be about ten inches in there by
now." The cook tried pushing even harder causing Lisa to scream hysterically and
shake her head wildly from side to side.
"Mmm feels like that might be it," she said ruefully, "it sounds like
it anyway." As they laughed their plaything's scream subsided until the only
sound was a piteous sobbing.
"Right young lady now that we've got your attention we're going to
play a little game of Truth or Dare. Would you like that?" Lisa groaned.
"Do you like showing your private parts to young boys?"
"NO!" The cook nodded to her young male kitchen hand. He jiggled the
brush handle bringing a shriek of protest from Lisa.
"I'll ask you again. Do you like having young boys look at your
private parts?"
"Yes Miss! Yes Miss! I do!" she replied frantically.
"And do you get wet when people look at you when you've had your
clothes taken away?" Amid much laughter and sarcastic comment the questions
continued, periodically interspersed with hysterical screams. She tried to give
them the answers they wanted to hear. When she was wrong the hateful boy ensured
her bumhole performed an agonizing trick, clenching involuntarily onto the sharp
bristles. Each time she screamed and shrieked for their amusement. The last
question concerned Lisa's desire to be fucked by her green companion. Saying No
wasn't the correct answer. Her rectal canal paid for her insolent refusal until
she was begging them to accept her frenzied agreement.
Mrs Sampson had the boy pull the brush from the young woman's bottom.
For Lisa the relief was wonderful. Allowing her knees to bend she was once again
able to rest her tummy on the wooden block. However her pussy was bulgingly
full, it's wall gripping the thick green giant incredibly tightly.
"Sue go and fetch a good thick pile of those dish clothes, you know,
the yellow ones." Together the cook and the youth looked at the spread buttocks
on the chopping block in front of them. Already fading slightly, the thin
stripes from the cane accentuated the voluptuous curves of the woman's bottom.
When the female kitchen assistant produced the requested thick wad of towels the
cook inserted a finger into Lisa's anus and lifted upwards. Her victim squeaked
and protested but quickly found herself standing on her tiptoes, the muscles in
her calves thrown into relief as she strained to maintain the position. Then the
towels were slid beneath her smooth belly. They formed a very thick pad and when
the cook removed her finger Lisa found herself unable to move, balanced on the
aforementioned tips of her toes.
At first the older woman had trouble making the cucumber move at all
but gripping tightly she was rewarded by some slight movement and a loud moan of
protest from Lisa. As the thick shaft began it's backwards journey the taut pink
ring of soft labial skin was pulled outwards, reluctant in it's desire to
release it's grip. Unable to move the "schoolgirl's" bum cheeks and thighs
flexed in response to the intense sensations that were emanating from her
stretched vaginal walls. Her toes tapped frantically on the tiled floor as Mrs
Sampson pulled the green giant forcefully along the straining vulval passageway.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Nnnnnngggggggghhhhh!" And then it was
almost fully extracted except for the rounded end that remained just inside
Lisa's shuddering hole.
"Get ready you little bitch," said the grinning cook and roughly
jerked the cucumber back towards the place from which it had just returned. Lee
Watson and Sue Collins watched in awe as the massive vegetable speared it's way
back inside the shaking woman's belly. Lisa screamed as it penetrated fully, the
pink labial ring pushing inwards as the thick girth of the vegetable slid past.
"OhOhOhOh....Ggggrrrr.....Nnnnnnnnnooooooooo....Nnnnnggggh." The
stream of frantic protests was almost unintelligible. Once the vagina had
accommodated, as much as it was able, the massive size of the object Mrs Sampson
began pumping it forcefully back and forth. Lisa's squeals and groans and pleas
filled the room. It hurt. Hurt a lot. The friction produced as it slid forwards
and backwards inside her was only partially relieved by the lubricating fluid
that she was secreting in copious amounts. As it pounded in and out of her
stretched hole she felt the taut circle of her labia relentlessly pushed inwards
and pulled outwards.
Then it started. Much to Lisa's surprise and through the horrible
stretching sensations she began to be aware of a stirring deep within her belly.
Sweat was pouring down her forehead and she continued to groan agonizingly but
the tone of her protests was gradually taking on a different meter. The boy was
swift to recognise her reaction.
"She's starting to like it Mrs S!" he said excitedly.
"Yes, it won't take much longer and she'll be showing us what a little
slut she really is." The three of them grinned, the girl giggling at Lisa's
sudden shriek as the cook cruelly rammed the cucumber in as far as it would go.
"Come on you little bitch get on with it, we're waiting." Lisa gurgled
out another protest. She didn't want to come for them. Didn't want them to see
or hear her as she orgasmed but the gnawing ache was growing.
A few minutes later she was unable to contain herself any longer. She
started to gasp hoarsely and was soon begging them to let her come. The three
workers laughed.
"This is what she'll be wanting now," said Mrs Sampson knowingly as
she slid one hand under Lisa's pubic mound while continuing to fuck the helpless
vagina with the cucumber. Her fingers teased the erect clitoris and suddenly the
muscles in the girl's legs flexed violently. She jerked in place and squealed
with excitement. The continuous stimulation of the sliding vegetable was sending
Lisa to a level of arousal she'd never achieved before. The fingers touching her
little stalk suddenly sent her spiralling towards orgasm.
"AhAhAhAh.....Ooooooooooo!" It was coming! She was coming! The fingers
went away.......
"Pleeeeeeeeeease noooooooooooooooooo!" Her body convulsed with
frustration.
"Ask me properly you little bitch or I'll keep you here all morning,"
said the cook coldly.
"Let me AhAhAh come. Oooooohhhh God! Please let me Miss!" Lisa managed
to gasp. It was a fine and amusing game and one that they could have continued
for a long time but glancing at the clock Mrs Sampson knew they'd have to
conclude their morning's entertainment. Slipping her hand back beneath their
captive "schoolgirl" she began manipulating the swollen clitoral stub. Lisa
immediately began shaking and trembling with unsuppressed lust as she was driven
towards her climax. The doubling of the stimulation tipped her quickly over the
edge.
Lisa felt her eyelids drooping with pleasure as the older womans
fingers squeezed and rubbed her engorged clitoris. Then she came. Rainbow
colours flew in front of her eyes as she moaned and babbled incoherently. It was
violently intense. Her legs and thighs and bum cheeks all went into spasm. The
release was all consuming. She heard herself thanking them hysterically between
her squeals and cries. Pleasure flooded every inch of her shaking body, all
memory of discomfort and pain was lost in the swirling storm of gratification.
Her toes curled in rapture as the walls of her pussy pulsed deliciously against
her green lover.
It was only after the exquisite pleasure was gone and her shaven hole
was empty that the realisation of what she had just shown them sank into her
mind. Shame and humiliation returned with a frightening intensity..........
