YURIKO LEARNS HER PLACE




You can find the pictures in one of my albums on my profile page, but you have to be registered and logged in to see them (I also have some other sexy pictures there, selected to accompany some of my other stories). However, the pictures are not essential, and the story works perfectly well on its own – and it also goes on beyond them. I must emphasise that the models in the pictures are NOT, repeat NOT, the people in the story, which is a fantasy and completely fictitious, with invented characters whose resemblance to any real persons is purely coincidental.



Yuriko was new to Hirstmere Hall, the expensive private girls-only boarding school in southern England, but that didn’t put the arrogant little bitch off her stride for one moment. Why should it? – her parents were very wealthy Japanese-American financiers who were temporarily based in Britain, and Yuriko was so smart that she had already been advanced a grade at her previous high school in California, where she had been the queen bee. So, although she was only just seventeen – and with her slim, under-developed body (like many Asian teens, her breasts were so small that there was hardly any need for her to wear a bra), she looked more like fifteen – she went straight into the Upper Sixth Form with the eighteen year olds.

She was soon thoroughly disliked by almost all of them: it wasn’t so much that she was a new girl, or that she was younger than her classmates, and certainly not that she was foreign, as the school had several overseas pupils who were all quite popular. No, it was her smart-alec attitude, for Yuriko loved to show off how clever she was – and if that meant making someone else look dumb, well, that was their look-out, wasn’t it? But for all her brains, knowledge and sharpness, in many ways Yuriko was a silly girl, naive and unaware of the impact she was having on the people around her – and the trouble that she was storing up for herself.

At nearly nineteen, Alexis was one of the oldest girls in the Upper Sixth. She was tall, slim and quite good-looking, with dark brunette hair that fell straight from a centre-parting to below her shoulders, although her sharp nose and angular cheekbones made her appear more sultry and sexy than conventionally pretty. She was also very fit and strong – not surprising in a girl who enjoyed everything to do with sports or athletics, and who for nearly 18 months had been the very successful captain of the school’s lacrosse and hockey teams. Most of the girls in her class knew or suspected, as did many of the teachers, that Alexis was a confirmed and active lesbian – but she was generally discrete about her tastes and kept her pussy-hunting within the Sixth Form and didn’t seduce any of the under-sixteens, so no one really minded (and many, including several teachers, actively approved). Alexis had been initiated into sapphic sex – which she took to without the slightest hesitation – when she had just turned fifteen by the teacher who coached the Hirstmere Hall hockey team, in a venerable tradition that stretched way back, for that teacher had been eased into lifelong lesbianism by a dyke coach when she had been a teenage schoolgirl, and so on, and so on.

Alexis enjoyed her regular sex-sessions with Coach Saunders, who was pretty hot for a 37 year-old and very experienced in the arts of girl-fucking (Alexis being far from the first pretty schoolgirl to learn the finer points of pussy-eating at her lush clean-shaven cunt). Alexis also willingly lapped and sucked the vaginas of the three other teachers who were part of Coach Saunders’s lesbian circle, and the young apprentice dyke eagerly spread her legs wide whenever they wanted to have her, whether it was with their fingers or with strap-on dildos, and whether it was just one of them alone or all four in a wild group orgy – for Alexis just loved lesbian lust any way and any time that she could get it. However, what she enjoyed most of all was fucking one of the other schoolgirls, because here she could be more dominant and assertive, and plunge deep into their sweet tight holes with the wickedly long and thick strap-on which Coach Saunders had given to her as an eighteenth birthday present (after, of course, a no-holds-barred demonstration from the expert in how it should be used!).

Alexis was quite adept with this now, and her athletic exercises meant that she had the agility, strength and stamina to ride a girl really long and hard – to give her a bone-shaking, mind-blowing, multiple-orgasm pussy-blasting. Her three closest friends in the class were lesbians as well: Alexis had seduced and initiated two of them herself, whilst the other girl had her cherry taken by one of the teachers (who were all women at this school) on the day after she turned sixteen. Her three friends were equally avid for lesbian sex – and, most of all, they wanted Alexis to fuck them any time that she was willing, which was just about every day of the week. In fact, two of the girls were natural sapphic submissives, and Alexis and the fourth girl – her best friend, Miranda – were more and more getting off on dominating them, taking them rougher and riding them harder, even recently adding a bit of bondage to spice the mix.

Maybe Yuriko was a little intimidated by Alexis, but of course she would never show it or even admit it to herself. Maybe it was just that Alexis had been the ‘leader of the pack’ in the school without dispute, until the sassy little Asian bitch arrived and challenged her for it. Whatever the real cause, it seemed that Yuriko especially delighted in showing up Alexis in front of the teachers and the rest of the class – answering the questions that Alexis couldn’t, and pointing out in a gratingly false ‘friendly’ way whenever Alexis made a mistake. There were too many opportunities for such showing off and showing up: Alexis wasn’t the cleverest girl in the year, and it didn’t help that between her focus on sports (with hours spent training on the sports field and in the gym) and her active lesbian sex life (with hours spent pleasuring her coach, the other teachers and her friends), she never had the time to prepare properly for class.

So Yuriko preened, Alexis seethed, and the rest of their class waited in tense and increasingly eager anticipation for the arrogant little Asian bitch to learn a lesson which they thought she richly deserved. Finally, after several weeks of mounting annoyance (during which, to their moaning delight, Alexis taken out her frustration through pulverising pussy-poundings of her two submissive girlfriends), the tall English brunette had had enough, and decided to act. Alexis turned over various plans in her mind, savouring the possibilities until she had one that seemed fully satisfactory. Then she discussed her ideas with her three lesbian lovers, and they quietly warned the other girls. Yuriko’s conduct had made sure that she had no friends amongst her peers, and so no one gave the show-off bitch an inkling of what was in store for her.

At this elite girls-only private boarding school, the Upper Sixth Form pupils had the privilege not only of staying up for an hour longer than the Lower Sixth (the seventeen year olds), but also of seeing themselves to bed and putting their own lights out by midnight. So, rather than a teacher having to remain on duty for this, they were overseen by the Head Girl (who, of course, was Alexis) and a small team of prefects (who, of course, included her lover Miranda and their eager submissive pussy-babes, Jenny and Cecilia).

It was a dark evening in late November, and, after the younger forms had been sent on their way to bed, the teacher on duty signed off and left the supervision of the Upper Sixth girls to Alexis. Actually, as the teacher on duty happened to be Ms. Greig, the sexy twenty-nine year old geography teacher who was one of Coach Saunders’s lesbian intimates, her method of ‘signing over’ to Alexis consisted of taking the Head Girl into a cubicle in the deserted staff cloakroom and getting Alexis quickly and expertly to eat out her pussy until she came. In return, the grinning teacher shoved Alexis’s red tartan mini-skirt (which she wore even shorter than its already-brief regulation length) up around her waist, twisted aside the gusset of her white cotton panties (also much skimpier than the regulation size), and rammed two fingers into the gasping Head Girl’s vagina. Kissing Alexis vigorously, the teacher groped the teenager’s smallish but firmly perky 28B breasts with one hand, and pistoned her cunt-hole with the other.

Normally, Alexis would have relished a quick lesbian fuck like this, but tonight she was saving her pussy-power for other things. With a quiet word, she told the teacher this and asked her to stop; rather disappointed, Ms. Greig complied, looking quizzically at her young protege. Alexis smiled, leaned forward to lick and nibble the busty blonde teacher’s earlobe, and whispered in explanation:

‘It’s Eureka time!’

The teacher laughed, enjoying the pun and understanding at once what was meant by it. She was one of those who knew that although Alexis wasn’t conventionally academically clever, she was well-read and shrewd, with a dry and sardonic sense of humour.

‘Mmmm,’ smiled the teacher, giving Alexis’s moist pussy a final gentle caress; ‘make it a real voyage of discovery for her, won’t you.’ Then she added, for she had seen perfectly well whilst teaching the class what had been going on, and like several other teachers was increasingly annoyed at Yuriko’s know-it-all style and the negative de-motivating impact it was having on the rest of the class: ‘and make it good and hard, honey, that little Jap bitch needs taking down – she needs to learn her place!’

‘Yeah, and I’m sure gonna show it to her, I’m gonna nail her ass real good’, drawled Alexis, who was getting hot and wet with anticipation – this little pussy-fumble with luscious Ms. Greig was getting her nicely in the mood and fired up for what she had planned for Yuriko.

‘Well,’ said the blonde curly-haired teacher, ‘if you do break her in, let us know – Coach and I would like to have some more Asian pussy at our disposal, they’re always so good once they’ve learned that their place is to take orders – in fact, just to take it, anyhow we want to give it to them! Yep, you teach her her place, and we’ll make sure she stays in it!’

Alexis smiled – this was getting better and better! She almost skipped out of the staff cloakroom, aided on her way by a fond but firm smack on her ass (possibly her best feature) from her teacher-lover.

All was set in train, just as she had planned. The Asian goody-goody was in the school’s Sixth Form Library, a study room restricted to the use of the two most senior classes, where she was swotting away doing extra preparation for the next day’s history class, all ready to show up everyone else with her greater knowledge. The flat-chested teen was so pleased with the thought that a smirk had unconsciously spread across her face. Concentrating on the encyclopaedia which she was reading at one of the wooden tables, she was not paying any attention to her surroundings. She did not notice Miranda and Cecilia entering and quietly giving the nod to the four other Upper Sixth Form girls who were scattered around the room. Three of them smiled, gathered up their books and papers, and wandered out; the fourth was Jenny, who moved across to sit next to Cecilia, her long-time best friend. Despite the importance of not alerting Yuriko to anything odd, the naughty pair could not resist the temptation to slip a hand between each other’s thighs and rub on the crotch of their girlfriend’s panties – for they did know what was coming down, and it was gonna be the Asian bitch – real hard.

At last, at just after five minutes past eleven, Alexis slipped quietly through the Sixth Form Library doorway, and winked at her pussy-gang. The trio left, Jenny and Cecilia rather blatantly arm-in-arm, but Yuriko barely even lifted her head from the tome that she was reading. The three girls who had left the room took up their designated position immediately outside the entrance to the library: they were ready to prevent any escape by Yuriko, although they hardly expected her to avoid Alexis’s clutches, now that she was in the trap; their role was more to make sure that no other girl who was ignorant of what was happening should blunder in, and to give warning in the very unlikely event of a teacher hearing Yuriko’s cries (for cries there certainly would be) and coming to her aid. This was because the accommodation for the teachers who lived on site was in another building, some distance away, and not even the loudest shrieks (and Yuriko’s shrieks would be loud) would carry that far. In fact, although the gang did not know this, Ms. Greig had not gone to bed. Savouring the anticipation of Yuriko’s downfall, she had alerted Coach Saunders to her young protege’s intentions, and the two dyke teachers had stationed themselves by the door into this block of the school, ready to deflect or delay any other teacher who might come along.

For a moment or two, Alexis wandered around the Sixth Form Library, glancing at a couple of books in the English literature section in the rear corner of the room. Then, sure that all was quiet and that her Asian tormentor was quite unknowingly at her mercy, she strolled over to the table where Yuriko was sitting, with a self-satisfied smile on her face as she pored over a large book. Alexis leaned forwards from the end of the table – the top buttons of her white school uniform shirt were still undone from the groping which Ms. Greig had earlier given her tits, and if Yuriko had bothered to look sideways she would have seen straight down Alexis’s alluring cleavage. Instead, in her aloof and snotty way, she completely ignored whoever it was who had had the temerity to intrude on her studies.

‘So, Yuriko, working hard again, are you?’ cooed Alexis, her lips pursed forwards and her smile and voice just as falsely friendly in tone as the Asian girl’s classroom ‘helpful points’.

Yuriko smirked, but then registered that it was Alexis who was addressing her. This slightly surprised the younger girl, for normally Alexis never said a word to her if she could possibly avoid it. However, in her arrogant confidence, it never crossed Yuriko’s mind to feel any apprehension.

‘Yes, of course!’ she replied rather snappily, and then she unwisely added in a patronising tone: ‘I’m sure, if you took the trouble, you might do better in class.’

This was the last straw – especially the condescending way in which Yuriko had placed an emphasis on the word ‘might’, implying that even with hard work Alexis was probably too stupid to do well.

Unnoticed by the preening Japanese-American teen, Alexis stiffened and her eyes flashed fire. All her remaining doubts had evaporated – this bitch definitely needed a hard lesson, and now was the time to deliver it – and she knew just what she wanted to do!

‘Oh!’ replied the Head Girl, with a bright sharp laugh, ‘I’ve been learning other things in the evenings – and I think it’s about time that you did too!’

With that, she moved with the lightning speed of her trained athlete’s reflexes. Alexis spun away from the table to stand directly behind Yuriko’s chair, and before the perplexed Asian teen even realised that the bigger girl was there, Alexis had yanked the chair – and its slim occupant – bodily backwards from the table by about four feet.

Yuriko was about to splutter an outraged protest along the lines of ‘What d’you think you’re doing?!’, but she never got the chance to say it. Alexis spun around again, pivoting with the speed and precision of a gymnast, and dropped down to straddle across Yuriko’s lap, trapping the Asian girl’s legs between her own well-muscled thighs, and pinning her in place with her heavier weight. Yuriko could only manage a squawk, as Alexis seized her upper left arm with one hand, and clamped a grip upon her throat with the other. Yuriko closed her eyes, grimacing partly due to shock and partly to a first twinge of fear – what the shit was going on here? She gave her first sound of uncertainty – a faint whimper – as Alexis shook her lightly by the throat, whilst mocking her helplessness:

‘Did you want to say something, bitch? Didya, huh? You got something to say, yeah?’; then Alexis’s tone turned angrier and darker: ‘You could start by saying sorry, you cunt, you fucking snotty little bitch, fucking smart-ass know-it-all fuckin show-off, yeah! Well, now you’re sure gonna show it all off, oh yeah, you’re gonna give it all up, bitch! Your ass is sure going to be a fucking smart ass once I’m done fucking it!’

Yuriko didn’t really follow this, partly because it was poured out in an angry spate, and partly because Alexis was shaking her ever more viciously as her own words stoked her anger. Yuriko yelped, managed a ‘You can’t do ...’ before Alexis slapped her across the face, causing the lithe Asian girl to give a shrill scream and then to fall silent, looking at the older girl in wide-eyed shock.

Alexis’s warm weight pressed down on Yuriko’s thighs, and the Head Girl was certainly getting even more aroused from her position of conquest and fact that her own legs were spread wide open. She used the moment of Yuriko’s sudden silence to release the girl’s left arm (as Alexis’s grip on her throat was sufficient easily to keep her subdued), and to run her free hand across the Japanese-American girl’s chest, feeling the small bumps of the rise of her breasts, and the slightly harder little lumps where her nipples were. Then Alexis calmly unbuttoned Yuriko’s plain white half-sleeve shirt, tugging it out of the waistband of the girl’s tartan plaid uniform skirt and away to each side.

Yuriko felt her first taste of humiliation as Alexis gazed down scornfully at her almost flat chest. The Head Girl gave a contemptuous snort, and flicked her fingers – with sharply painful effect – on Yuriko’s nipples, which had almost no protection from the grey cotton fabric bra which covered them.

Alexis changed position, moving with such athletic swiftness and grace that Yuriko had no chance of gathering her scattered wits and attempting to escape, before Alexis had her pinioned again. The Head Girl was once more standing behind her victim, and she pulled Yuriko’s shirt down from her shoulders and over the back of the chair, using it partly to trap the girl’s arms behind her.

‘Wait! Please, hold on – stop it, stop it, I tell you! WAIT!!’ shrilled Yuriko, her voice ascending an octave at the end, for of course Alexis had ignored her instruction – she had not waited at all. Leaning forward, with her straight shoulder-length brown hair brushing across the Asian girl’s bare shoulder, Alexis reached down Yuriko’s front. Like a homing missile, the Head Girl’s hand plunged between Yuriko’s thighs and then jerked backwards, rumpling up the front of the smaller girl’s tartan uniform skirt, and smacking Alexis’s fingers right against the plain thin white cotton of Yuriko’s panties, right on the gusset that cradled her tight slit.

The Asian girl gave a shriek of surprised protest. which was ignored. She tried to twist away, which her much stronger assailant, benefiting also from her position of leverage, easily prevented. Yuriko tried to clamp her thighs together to protect her cunt, but it was already much too late for that – in fact, the effect of her action was to press Alexis’s fingers even more firmly into her pussy, making a real cameltoe groove in her panties for the length of her vagina.

Alexis laughed, and forcefully rubbed her index finger up and down this, as Yuriko’s eyes bugged out and she squirmed futilely on the chair, as if it had suddenly become the hot seat. The disoriented Asian teen was at last beginning to realise that there was a definite sexual aspect to the assault that was taking place – and that there was something shockingly thrilling about that, as an undercurrent below her automatic surface response of outraged dignity and fear. She gave a few little gasps, and then almost without thinking eased her thighs slightly apart, in the process unavoidably giving Alexis even more opportunity. The Head Girl snorted, and thought to herself with some triumph:

‘Fucking slut! She’s giving it away, her body is anyway, that’s for sure! Little fucking tramp bitch – I knew it, yeah, I knew it!

Alexis rubbed the middle two fingers of her hand up and down the neat white front of Yuriko’s panties, forcing the material into her tight slit for at least a centimetre, and then probing for her clitoral hood. The Asian girl jumped as if stung when Alexis at last found her target, and then she gave a howl of anguish as her clitoris was sharply nipped between Alexis’s fingers.

‘STOP! AAAGHH – SHIT! STOP, I SAID!! hollered Yuriko, feeling violated and painfully bruised in her most intimate and personal of places.

‘Stupid bitch!’ grunted Alexis, her breath hot against Yuriko’s cheek and throat; ‘I’ll do what I want – and you’ll learn to take it, yeah, you will – and to be fucking grateful for it, too’.

To drive the lesson home, Alexis pushed her hand down inside her desperately squirming victim’s panties, ignoring the voluble protests, and then pinched hard on the outer labia on each side of Yuriko’s pussy, making the Asian girl fill her lungs and scream shrilly – loud enough to be heard, albeit faintly, by the girls on guard duty outside the library door. They laughed, for they knew that a cry of that volume could only mean that Yuriko was getting her medicine from Alexis, good and strong, and that the superior show-off little bitch wasn’t caring for the taste of it, not at all. They high-fived each other in glee, and Miranda murmured in praise of her lover, using her special pet name for her:

‘Yo, Lexie, go, babe – go for it, grind that snotty little bitch-cunt right into the ground! Yeah, that’s my babe!’

Inside the Sixth Form Library, Alexis took an iron grip on Yuriko’s long braided pigtails, and used them to haul the screeching schoolgirl back to the heavy hardwood table where she had been working. The shock of the assault had undermined the Asian teen’s will to resist, and she knew that she was powerless against the much stronger and more aggressive Head Girl. Yuriko’s hope was that her protests and pleas might be heard by someone passing near who would come to her rescue, but then she remembered that the last girls to leave the room had been Jenny, Cecilia and Miranda – Alexis’s cronies – and her heart sank, for at once she guessed that they were stationed outside the door, ready to forestall any interruption.

Yuriko gave a desperate wail, which suddenly turned into an even higher pitch. Taking instant advantage of her victim’s moment of distraction, Alexis had jerked Yuriko’s tartan mini-skirt above her hips, and then – using the Asian girl’s long braids like a tether rope – had roughly forced the slender teen against the corner of the table, so that its sharp point ground painfully right into the little Jap cow’s cunt. Yuriko’s pretty face scrunched up in agony, as her thin white cotton briefs-style panties gave her young pussy no protection at all. She squirmed and moaned, but Alexis had her pinned mercilessly in place. With a wide gleeful smile – for she knew exactly what effect it would have – the tough dominant Head Girl began to punish Yuriko’s out-thrust ass with hard slaps of her hand, whilst telling the arrogant Asian bitch exactly what she and the rest of the class thought of her. Alexis’s sporty fitness gave her plenty of strength, and her angry feelings imparted an extra viciousness to every blow. Tears streamed down Yuriko’s face, for no one had ever before dared to treat her in such a humiliating way. Her body shuddered with the impact of each spank, and then even more as the corner of the table dug cruelly into the soft flesh of her slit, forcing her bruised labia painfully apart. Yuriko writhed on the sharp point, shocked and horrified as the wetness streaking her face was matched by dampness between her legs, as moisture trickled from her vagina down her inner thighs.

‘Dear God’, thought the bewildered Japanese-American girl, ‘what is happening to me? This can’t be getting me off, it can’t be! I’m not like that, I’m not, I’m NOT!!’

Sensing that her victim was close to passing out, Alexis changed tactics. Giving no warning, she suddenly pulled Yuriko back from the impaling corner of the table. The dazed teen tottered on her feet for a second, and would have collapsed but for Alexis’s firm grip on both of her upper arms. However, the Asian schoolgirl hardly had the chance to draw a breath, for as soon as she had been spun around 180 degrees so that her back was to the table, Alexis lifted her light frame almost bodily and dumped her across it. Yuriko was slammed down on the hard surface on her back – her head fortunately (or perhaps it was due to Alexis’s sportswoman’s judgement of velocity and distance) having its impact cushioned by the large book which she had been reading earlier, but which was now very far from her thoughts.

The pretty Asian schoolgirl was sprawled across the table like a puppet whose strings had been cut. Her breath and all of her powers of resistance had been knocked right out of her, and her arms flopped feebly to each side of her body, not even being raised any more in futile struggles against Alexis’s overwhelming dominance. Yuriko was utterly conquered territory, and a gleam came into Alexis’s eyes as she contemplated the vengeance she intended to wreak on the girl who had so arrogantly tried to take her place and make her a laughing stock.

Alexis’s first move was to tug Yuriko’s bra away from her tits – if either of those things deserved their name. The Asian girl’s breasts were so small that when she was laid on her back like this they almost disappeared from view, and her ‘bra’ was a barely even a training garment, being just a soft strip of lacy grey fabric. Yuriko’s tartan uniform skirt was then pulled right up above its waistband, baring all of her smooth pelvis. Finally, Alexis seized the damp-stained crotch of the quivering Japanese-American girl’s panties, and roughly ripped them down her legs. Yuriko jerked at this denuding of her cunt and let out a fearful wail, for she was filled with apprehension as to what this fearsome dyke intended to inflict upon her defenceless body.

After stripping away Yuriko’s panties, Alexis rubbed them over her own sweaty oozing pussy and then shoved the dirty garment into Yuriko’s mouth – at first, the Japanese girl twisted her head aside and tried to keep her mouth closed, but a sharp pinch of one of her little nipples soon ended that: as the slim teenager gave an involuntary squeal, Alexis jammed the panties in between her parted lips. Yuriko might have tried to spit them out again, but Alexis shifted her stance and clamped a hand across the Asian schoolgirl’s throat, pinning her down with an iron grip and a clear threat. Alexis leaned close to the startled teen’s face, and snarled viciously at her:

‘Stop your fuckin’ struggling, you nasty little bitch, or you’ll regret it even more, believe me!’

Yuriko knew that she was completely over-matched and over-powered, and the last vestiges of any will to resist her Amazon conqueror melted away. Fearful and tearful, she surrendered to Alexis’ rough dominance and lolled limply on the table-top, making no further attempt to remove the soiled panties. Yuriko whimpered and closed her eyes, but offered no physical resistance when Alexis forced her thighs apart, spreading the Japanese girl’s legs so that her cunt was utterly unprotected.

There was no subtlety about what Alexis did next – no foreplay, and no warning at all. This was assault – rape, in fact – and as brutal as Alexis’s long-burning anger and resentment could make it. The tall brunette licked the index finger of her right hand once, and then rammed it viciously into the frightened teen’s vaginal hole, spearing nearly four inches inside her. Yuriko gave an appalled and agonised lurch upwards, which Alex’s greater strength and the leverage of her position easily contained, whilst the violated girl’s agonised hoarse scream was muffled by the gagging panties. Yuriko was so shocked by this finger-rape that she slumped back again to lie dazed and supine, as Alexis, with a grim smile of satisfaction on her face, began to pump her finger in and out, roughly and unmercifully ravaging the small Asian girl’s tight little vaginal passage.

Yuriko was not quite a virgin – she had done it once, with a slightly older cousin during the previous summer vacation, but he had been quite fumbling and had barely managed to rupture her hymen before he came with a gasp, squirting an unpleasant load of spunk over the inside and outside of her vaginal lips. It had not been satisfying in any way and wasn’t something she had felt any particular wish to repeat, now that she could airily state that she was not a virgin. So Alexis’s intrusions entered her with a force and a depth hitherto unknown, and in truth this was the real taking of her virginity.

A moment later, Yuriko gave another agonised wail of distress, for Alexis had changed her angle of attack to a more horizontal one – and had inserted her second digit as well. The pair of fingers was wider and longer than anything that ever entered the flat-chested girl’s pussy before, and she simply did not know how to cope with these violent and pulverising intrusions. However, whilst Yuriko’s mind was in a dazed whirl, her body began purely automatically to respond to the physical stimulus.

Yuriko’s small breasts suddenly felt twitchy and tender, and her nipples hardened in a way they never had before. Worse still, as the appalled victim began to register, her pussy was oozing damp sticky fluids, her labia were engorged and opening, and her body was actually matching the rhythm of Alexis’s finger-fucking, with her pelvis humping upwards in an automatic attempt to make the penetrations even more forceful and deeper. Yuriko gave a deep moan of bewilderment – was she, could she be, actually in some sick way enjoying this? Was she, perhaps, a lesbian? Her thoughts skittered away from the latter doubt, unwilling to face the implications of her bodily reactions, but she could not ignoring the ignition of her sexual arousal, and her moans turned into desperate whimpering gasps of mounting desire.

Alexis gave a wild laugh – the gamble was paying off! She had suspected that Yuriko might be pussy-fodder, that her apparent disinterest in boys and disinclination for anything with sexual overtones was a self-induced shield to obscure – from herself, as much as anyone else – her actual lesbian orientation. Alexis did find the sassy little Asian bitch a turn-on, and in fact that was the cause of much of the trouble between them: Alexis knowingly, and Yuriko unconsciously, were strongly attracted to each other’s type. Alexis had always liked the tomboys, the bright slim girls with trim taut asses – and Yuriko’s was one of the neatest around. Now Yuriko was discovering that her taste was to be submissive to the sexual desires of a more powerful woman – someone more developed, with bigger tits than hers, but most of all someone more powerful, more forceful, someone to command her and use her sexually and take her without mercy ...

Yuriko’s thoughts spun inside her head almost hysterically, confusion and certainty chasing each other in ever-decreasing circles:

‘Oh, God! Oh, no, no, no!’ she mumbled into the soiled panties that were jammed into her mouth, simultaneously both repelled and intrigued by their strong smell and taste; ‘I’m not ... not a, a pussy-lover .... I can’t be, even if I don’t like boys – and their dicks and their squirty grey cum are just so disgusting – but, really, that don’t mean ... no! I’m not a lezzie ... no, no, I’m too pretty to be a dyke ... like Alexis ... oh, help, what’s she DOING to me, oh! ... AAAARGHHHH!!’

The yell was the product of Alexis having now brought her thumb into play, and she jabbed it against the younger girl’s clitoris with an abrasive circular motion each time her long fingers smacked home into the Asian teen’s vaginal passage. The effect was devastating and explosive – poor Yuriko, who had never had a proper orgasm before in her whole life, was swept away by the hot flushing sensations radiating from the target zone of Alexis’s attack. The cum-streaked panties tumbled from the whimpering girl’s mouth, disregarded by both the convulsing victim and her ruthless assailant, as Yuriko’s thoughts whirled dazedly, and the sexual response of her slim girly body mounted – until at last her sudden new self-knowledge became overpowering:

‘Oh, shit, what’s the lesbo bitch doing to me?!! It feels so ... EEEEKK!!! Ahhh, ooooohhhh, no-no-no!! OH! mmmmm? aahh ... yes? oh, please, oh! mmm! mmmmm!! Oh, fuck me! Dear God, what am I saying? Oh, shit, I am a lezzie, I am a girlie-slut, I just want her to fuck me harder, I just need it ... you bitch, Alexis, oh, you bitch! you’ve made me a lesbian, oh, well then – c’mon, just fuck me, just fuck me all you want, DO ME! FUCK ME!! I’M GONNA CUM!!!’

This understanding rose to the surface of Yuriko’s conscious mind like a volcanic eruption of hot lesbian lava, burning away in its intense red fire all of her previous assumptions about herself and her sexuality. It took a little longer for the Asian girl fully to accept her sapphic orientation, for a part of her still tried to explain away her submissiveness as the natural response of the terrified victim of a vicious assault. Ironically, this very feeling of being powerless and dominated had a stimulating effect, as Yuriko’s body became more and more aroused by her situation. Within moments, with her eyes squeezed tightly closed, Yuriko’s body shuddered with a convulsive orgasm, a starburst of intense release which was like nothing she had ever known before – or had even suspected was in the realms of possibility. Yuriko was stunned and overwhelmed – so much so that, in combination with the pain inflicted by Alexis’s merciless assault and her fear of what else might be in store, she almost passed out, and only several firm slaps of her face from Alexis kept her conscious.

Alexis gave a grunt of satisfaction, but her agenda was still far from fulfilled. She stroked her fingers around the quivering Asian babe’s pussy, scooping up vaginal juices on her fingertips and then tasting them judiciously. Not bad, she thought to herself, the fucking little bitch doesn’t taste too bad at all.

To Yuriko’s further shock – for she had hoped now to be released – Alexis reinserted her finger, and resumed her pussy-pumping, although slower and less frenetically. The Head Girl added a new twist, quite literally, for she reached upwards with her thumb, probing under the Japanese girl’s clitoral hood, and found the swollen bud of Yuriko’s clit. Pressing down on this with the ball of her thumb, Alexis rotated it from side to side, in synchronisation with her renewed finger-fucking of the girl’s vagina. This treatment had a sure and swift effect – within less than a minute, Yuriko wailed in mingled terror and ecstasy, as her slim body spasmed in a second climax, even more powerful than the first.

Alexis released her hold on the girl’s throat, for any such threat was no longer needed. She took a moment to unzip Yuriko’s tartan mini-skirt and pull it down her legs and over her feet, and then she rolled the inert girl over onto her stomach. Two sharp jerks stripped away the Japanese schoolgirl’s coquettish white knee-high socks, and a quick snap undid the clasp in the backband of her thin grey bra. Before Yuriko could gather her thoughts or breath, Alexis used the Asian girl’s long braids to haul her to her feet, and she now propelled the completely nude teenager over to an old-fashioned armchair on the other side of the room. This had been prepared already by Alexis’s accomplices, for hidden underneath the large soft cushion which had been placed on its seat were three lengths of strong climbing rope – as Alexis had learnt in her own sessions with Coach Saunders and her circle, and had recently begun practicing herself with the willing Jenny and Cecilia, this was perfect for bondage.

Yuriko simply didn’t know what was happening to her, either in the immediate sense of what sexual degradation her captor intended to inflict upon her next, or in the more profound sense of why she was making no real resistance. That was really the most bewildering thing: why was she not fighting back like a hell-cat? why was she just submitting? and, even worse, why she was starting to get so turned on by this, well – lesbian rape was really the only term for it? Yet, she could not pretend that she not been thrilled to her innermost core – a core she had never suspected even to exist – as the engulfing explosions of her orgasms lingered vividly in every fibre of her slender young body.

So it was that, without a struggle, a strangely-subdued and silent Yuriko allowed Alexis to position her exactly where she had planned. The Asian girl was made to kneel on the cushion, sideways across the seat of the chair, with her hands braced on its left arm to hold her upright. Swiftly and expertly, Alexis wound one of the bondage ropes ten or twelve times around Yuriko’s wrists and between them, also looping it tightly over the strong wooden arm of the chair, so that the Japanese girl’s hands were tied together and fixed so firmly that it was impossible for the pretty teen to move them.

As Alexis picked up the other two lengths of rope and moved around to Yuriko’s butt, the Asian girl began a renewed whimpering and snivelling, making broken supplications that were half apologies and half pleadings for Alexis to stop – which, of course, having quite other plans in mind, the sexually-charged Head Girl had no intention of doing. It was the work of only a moment to use the shorter of the two remaining cords to bind Yuriko’s ankles together, where they projected outwards for about eighteen inches below the right-hand arm of the chair. Finally, Alexis took the longest length of rope and tied it tightly six times around each of Yuriko’s legs, mid-way down her thighs, and then wound it between them and fixed it firmly to the right arm of the chair.

The result of the bondage was to pinion Yuriko into complete immobility, with an added demonic touch – for instead of having her legs spread apart, the Asian teen’s thighs were almost touching. As Alexis had intended, this made the tomboyish girl’s butt stick out at a perfectly fuckable height, with her pussy-mound easily accessible from behind, whilst at the same time it compressed Yuriko’s cunt between her legs so that the effect of any intrusion into it would be magnified ten or twentyfold.

Alexis admired her prisoner – really, the shitty little cunt was a pretty thing once you stripped her of her arrogance, and of her clothes too, of course! The handsome dominant ran her hands over Yuriko’s tiny tits (noting with appreciation and amusement that the little nipples were as hard as granite), then down her spine from her neck to the cleft of her ass, and finally she squeezed the bound girl’s buttocks, causing her to shiver and shake.

‘Well, bitch, now it’s time to really teach you some lessons, really teach you your proper place – as pussy-fodder!’ declared Alexis with a hungry smile.

Yuriko gasped, for she had been vainly hoping (or at least, part of her had) that her ordeal was nearly over.

‘Oh, no, no! Alexis, no, please – I’m begging you, please – no more! I can’t, really I can’t!’ wailed the bound schoolgirl, even though she knew deep down that any pleas were futile.

Alexis laughed harshly, lent forwards and gave a sharp pinch to one of Yuriko’s nipples, which elicited a strangled yelp of pain and fear from the Japanese-American girl.

‘You stupid, stupid little cunt’, declared the Head Girl scornfully, and, to Yuriko’s horror, she added: ‘we’ve hardly started yet, you stupid fucking bitch – that was just a little warm-up, getting you in the mood, as it were!’, and Alexis laughed again, delighted by the expression of shocked dismay on her victim’s pretty face.

Then she walked round to stand in front of Yuriko, and slowly unbuttoned her white uniform shirt, peeling it away to reveal the fit and lithe body beneath, and the small pert 28B cup breasts that were encased in a plain and simply-styled black bra. Alexis held Yuriko’s gaze for a moment, well aware that the younger girl was drinking in the sight of her body, and then she continued with her almost lascivious strip-tease. Leaving the bra in place, Alexis unfastened her red tartan uniform skirt and cast it aside to reveal a matching pair of black thong panties. The older schoolgirl then hitched her thumbs into the waistband of her panties at each hip, and as she peeled the skimpy garment away from her cunt and down her thighs, she was rewarded by the shaky sigh which escaped Yuriko’s lips at her first sight of Alexis’s naked and smooth-shaven pussy.

The Head Girl kept on her bra, her dark brown knee-high stockings and her smart flat black school shoes, for she always felt more erotically aroused when she was partly dressed than when she was totally naked. Yuriko had fallen silent and was gazing at her saucer-eyed, and the vision of the young Asian girl in submissive mood suddenly turned on Alexis very much, for slender small-titted tomboy types were just what she liked best. With a merry laugh, Alexis grasped Yuriko’s chin and French-kissed the spluttering girl, forcing her tongue into the bound teenager’s mouth and sweeping it around in a way that her captive found strangely pleasant. Yuriko hardly knew what response to make to this turn of events, for half of her was in hysterical denial and the other half was exulting in every sexual sensation – and the really terrifying thing was that the exultant part seemed to be winning!

In the moment that Yuriko was distracted by these thoughts, Alexis had knelt down and rummaged in a small canvas bag, which had been placed behind the chair when the other preparations were made. When Alexis stood up with the item in her hand, Yuriko’s eyes really did bug out, and she started a wailing plea of distress – for the dominant dyke was holding what was clearly a grey plastic dildo, alarmingly long and wide, together with its black base-plate and strap-on harness (in fact, it was the same girl-fucking device that had been Alexis’s birthday present from Coach Saunders).

‘No, nooooo, ooh! NO!! Don’t you do that ... no, I can’t take that, what are you thinking of?! Oh, dear God please help me, have mercy, Alexis please ... I’m sorry for anything that I did, really sorry, I promise I am, just don’t do that to me, oh! please not that!’ shrieked Yuriko in a long torrent, her eyes fixed on the dildo like a chicken getting its first sight of the snake.

Alexis waited for a moment to see if this caterwauling would subside, standing in front of Yuriko with one hand on her hip and the other holding the dildo and its harness. However, quite soon she lost patience, and a sharp smack across Yuriko’s tearful face restored silence.

‘You’ll take it, you fucking little twat!’ snapped the Head Girl; ‘you’ll take it any way I want to make you, and you can scream all you fucking like – no one’s going to hear you, you’re all mine tonight, so you’d better learn to like it, cunt!’

Yuriko swallowed and two tears ran silently down her cheeks, the result not only of fear about the forthcoming abuse of her most intimate parts, but also of fear that she might ... unbelievably, but just possibly she might ... actually be getting off on it.

Alexis stood just inches from Yuriko’s face, holding the dildo and its harness in her right hand and rubbing the lips of her own labia with her left, as she savoured the slim Asian girl’s transparent conflict between fear and physical arousal. Then she closed the gap between them, grasping the back of Yuriko’s head and forcing the helpless girl’s mouth against her tormentor’s pussy.

‘Wet me up, you fucking bitch, and wet me good!’ imperiously ordered the Head Girl, adding ominously: ‘it’ll go worse for you if you don’t, it’ll take me longer and harder to get off on fucking you, so you’d better eat out my cunt now, you dirty little slut!’

Even with this obvious incentive, Yuriko instinctively balked at first – but Alexis had the answer to this, and she simply pinched the girl’s nostrils closed until she had to open her mouth to breathe, whereupon Alexis rammed her pussy into the gap. This was too much for the dazed Asian teen to withstand, and, with a despairing sob, she accepted her fate – that she would have to endure whatever Alexis dealt out to her, and that she had better comply with her conqueror’s every command. Yuriko began frantically to lick around the older girl’s swollen and parted labia, and then dipped her tongue into the hot moist slit between. It was her first-ever sampling of female cunt and pussy-juice, and she found the textures and tastes to be exotic and strangely fascinating, unique and almost impossible to describe.

Alexis grunted in satisfaction as she felt the slim Japanese-American’s tongue probe her vagina and then quest around her clitoris, and she smiled triumphantly at the girl’s vigorous application to her task. As an experiment, she relaxed her hold on the back of Yuriko’s head, and sure enough the teen continued her sucking and licking, if anything even more avidly, rather than taking the opportunity to pull away. This evidence that Yuriko had a suppressed lesbian side (or maybe was entirely lesbian), and that Alexis was forcing it into the open, gave the older girl a rich sensual thrill – and it was this, more than Yuriko’s novice oral fumblings, that brought the Head Girl with a fountaining rush to a small sharp climax. Alexis’s back arched and her hips spasmed, grinding her cunt against Yuriko’s nose and mouth, and the Asian girl’s face was suddenly spattered with cum-juice, which she automatically lapped up even without thinking about it.

‘Not bad, not bad for a first effort’, laughed Alexis, ‘and you’ll learn, you’ll get better, don’t worry!’

Yuriko might have asked tremulously what she meant by that ... would there be more such occasions? The thought sent strange shivers down her spine, simultaneously fearful and thrilling ... but the question went unasked, as Yuriko bit her lower lip in apprehension – for Alexis had stepped back a pace, and was buckling the dildo harness around her hips. Once the strap-on was firmly in place, Alexis thrust its smooth grey plastic rod almost into her prisoner’s face, exhibiting unequivocally its intimidating length and diameter. Yuriko moaned, for she was quite sure that her small tight slit could never take an object of such massive size – it would split her apart, it would rip her open, it would be agony!

Alexis disappeared from the shivering Asian girl’s sphere of vision, as she moved round to position herself behind the bound schoolgirl’s trim and sexy ass, straddling her legs. The Head Girl carefully positioned the tip of the dildo in line with the base of Yuriko’s pussy-slit, and then leaned forwards over her captive, her extra inches of height giving her an easy advantage. She rubbed her breasts – still encased in the small neat black bra – against Yuriko’s shoulder-blades, arousing herself whilst making her captive shiver at the sharp pressure of her hard nipples. Alexis ran her hands along Yuriko’s flanks, from under her arms down to her outer thighs and then back up again, to take a light but possessive hold at the Asian schoolgirl’s waist.

Alexis paused for a moment, savouring the anticipation of what would come next and relishing the soft broken whimpering that the once-haughty Yuriko had been reduced to. Then she breathed softly in the trapped girl’s ear ‘I’m having you, bitch ... you’re all mine, now’, before leaning her whole weight forwards and steadily forcing the dildo to sink deeper and deeper into the squirming teen’s twat. So far as her tight bonds would allow, Yuriko’s whole body jumped and lurched in protest at the invasion, although it was not as painful as she had feared, in fact, in some ways ... yes, in some ways ... it was quite arousing.

Although she was not actually a virgin, Yuriko was in reality almost completely inexperienced, and she had never known anything like this before. The Asian teen gasped and shuddered as the dildo slid further into her tight little hole, stretching her labia apart and rasping against the sides of her vaginal tube. It seemed to trigger nerve-endings that she never even known existed, sending pulsating shocks and electric tingles through her pelvis – which began to hump in response as Alexis withdrew the plastic phallus and then thrust it back in, repeating this over and over again with steadily increasing speed and forcefulness. Yuriko felt shamed and humiliated by her own sexual response, for her vagina had undeniably become slushly wet and loosely open. Amazingly, her trim little pussy was managing to absorb the full length of the plastic dildo, and, although it was stretched in a way that inextricably mingled pain and pleasure, it seemed to be able to cope with its frightening diameter as well.

Yuriko’s pussy gaped wider and became slick with her secreting fluids, and the long hard plastic dildo began to make a wet sucking sound as it smacked in and out of her cunt. Hearing this, a wolfish grin spread across Alexis’s sharp features, and the athletic sports-girl stepped up the pace and the power of her thrusts. These still deeper penetrations evoked moaning cries from the lithe Asian teenager, but it was becoming hard to tell whether these were the sounds of distress or of impending climax. Yuriko’s breath began to come in ragged gasps and started to synchronise with the grunts which Alexis made every time she slammed her hips forward to impale Yuriko’s vagina with the strap-on.

Alexis was thoroughly getting off on her hard riding of the attractive Asian’s pussy, and was sufficiently expert that as she felt her own climax build, she paced her strokes in and out of the younger girl to match. The coup de grace was delivered when Alexis paused for a long second, holding them both on the cusp, and then rammed viciously hard into Yuriko, deeper than ever before, whilst simultaneously she reached under the tomboyish teen’s flat chest to pull and squeeze her tiny breasts.

‘Aaaaahhh! Aaaarrgghh! Oh, no, I’m coming, I’M COMING!’ shrieked Yuriko, as the orgasm swept her away; ‘fuck me, Alexis! Oh, fuck me, HARDER! Fuck me, FUCK ME! – I’m coming, oooohhh, I’m coming NOW!’

Yuriko’s whole body vibrated as she climaxed, and the sensation was a complete revelation to the Asian girl – neither the stupid incident with her inexpert cousin or her own tentative masturbatory fumblings had ever hinted that sex could be like this, could utterly blow you away like this! She would have slumped down if the rope restraints had permitted it; as it was, she was sweat-sheened and trembling like a yearling filly that has just won a major race.

Alexis withdrew the cum-coated dildo from the dazed teen’s cunt, but Yuriko was rapidly disabused of any ideas that her lessons in lesbian sex might be over. The Japanese-American girl’s pussy might not be virgin, but Alexis was sure that her ass was, and she intended to be the first to break it in. She adjusted her angle of attack, bracing her hands against Yuriko’s back, and probed the dildo into her prisoner’s anal bud. This had immediate and satisfyingly galvanic effects, as Yuriko thrashed in her bonds and shrieked imprecations and tearful begging not to be done there, oh God, no, not in that way, oh, no, please not there, she was not like that at all!

Ignoring completely the younger girl’s pleas for mercy (of which there was, of course, no chance at all!), Alexis thrust upwards, dilating Yuriko’s sphincter and reaming her tightly restricted butt-hole. It was harder to work the dildo into the horrified girl’s anus than it had been to penetrate her vagina, but Alexis was not to be deterred, and she braced one foot on the chair for better balance and more powerful leverage. Then she grasped Yuriko’s pair of long braided pigtails and hauled the girl’s head up and back, which presented her butt-hole at an even better angle for impalement, so that Alexis’s forceful intrusion sank home even further. Yuriko shrieked as her asshole lost its virginity to Alexis’s brutal invasion – in the process, shattering forever the Asian bitch’s sense of invulnerable superiority. In final humiliation, Alexis reached over Yuriko’s head and took a painful grip of her nose, inserting two fingers into her nostrils; this held the smaller girl tightly in place for her anal rape and also cut off almost all of her shrieks and yells.

Alexis demolished Yuriko’s anal cherry with a series of short, vicious, jabbing penetrations, exulting in the agonised screams that were wrenched from her victim’s throat. Tears poured down the Asian girl’s face, partly from the physical pain of the anal rape, and partly from the sheer humiliation of being used so heedlessly as another girl’s sex object, as if she was worthy of no consideration at all – which, of course, was exactly how Alexis regarded her! This feeling of being of no value was utterly alien to the spoilt and prideful Japanese-American bitch, and she was unable to cope with it. After all that she had already endured from Alexis during this seemingly endless evening, it was an overload – to the physical senses in the first instance, but then more profoundly to the psychological. At the moment that Alexis burst her anal bud with the heavy plastic rod, something also broke in Yuriko’s psyche – never again would she be so arrogant, never again would she be so superior, never again would she try to outshine or embarrass another girl.

It was more than Yuriko’s spirit that Alexis broke, for she also sent shockwaves through the subconscious dam that the Asian teenager had been quite unaware of – the thick wall of denial behind which she had contained every thought and impulse of a lesbian or submissive nature. Indeed, it was actually over-compensation for these (and especially the latter) which had made her into such an insufferably overbearing and arrogant little bitch. Now there was nothing to hold back her true nature, as her body and her conscious mind both betrayed her with their aroused responses to the abuse and assault that Alexis was inflicting upon her.

Yuriko slumped forwards to the limited extent that her strict bondage allowed, and sobbed brokenly as tears coursed wet streaks down her cheeks. However, she no longer begged for release from her sexual molestation, but waited in a mental daze for whatever her captor intended – the first unmistakeable sign of her collapse into passive submission.

Alexis sensed that this was the moment of vulnerability, and she leaned over Yuriko’s back, menace and threat evident in every taut muscle of her lean and poised body. She jerked sharply on Yuriko’s long braids, pulling the younger girl’s head upwards and stifling her snivelling. With her lips almost next to Yuriko’s right ear, the Head Girl hissed:

‘So, bitch – have you learned your lesson now, hmm? The lesson is, your cunt and tits and ass all belong to me, for whatever I want and whenever I want them, yeah? Goddit, you flat-chested Jap fuck-hole?’

Yuriko could only dumbly nod her agreement, and with it, her unconditional surrender. Yet she also felt an undercurrent of strange furtive excitement, actually almost an eagerness to find out what would come next, in her new role as authoritative Alexis’s humble sex-slave.

‘Good, that’s good,’ Alexis acknowledged, and then to Yuriko’s resurgent fear and horror, she added, with a harsh and gleeful laugh: ‘because now it’s time for lesson number two. So, bitch, d’you know what that’s gonna be? Do ya, you stupid slit-eyed twat?’

Yuriko’s eyes filled with tears again, and she had to admit to having no idea.

‘It’s simple enough, quite simple enough’, explained Alexis, as a huge grin spread across her handsome features, ‘it’s a lezzie gang-bang, because every girl in our class who wants to fuck you over will get her chance tonight!’

The image which this conjured up was almost too much for Yuriko, and she nearly fainted from the fear of what it might entail. However, she was also sustained by the other part of her – the new, hitherto unsuspected part of her – which was making her stomach churn with excitement at the prospect of being sexually abused by more girls and forced to do whatever lesbian acts they commanded.

Yuriko whimpered and shuddered when Alexis slowly withdrew the projecting plastic pillar from her ass-hole, after which the older girl undid the buckles of the strap-on and set it down near the armchair, on the wooden floor. In a strangely-detached dazed mixture of fright and anticipation, the lightweight Asian teen allowed Alexis to untie her, without giving the slightest resistance or making any attempt to escape. The broken submissive then meekly followed the Head Girl’s instructions to put back on her white knee-high stockings and school-uniform red tartan mini-skirt – and nothing else. Nor did Yuriko balk when Alexis turned her around and pushed her down to sit on the chair, before once more fixing her victim firmly in place with repeated loops of cord.

The Asian babe’s legs were fixed wide apart as her knees and ankles were lashed tightly to the wooden arms of the chair, whilst her wrists were tied near to the top of its back, on either side and little above the level of her head. Alexis then pulled the Japanese-American teen’s red tartan skirt up around her waist, so that her cunt was bared to view and utterly unprotected. In this position, the helpless schoolgirl was completely vulnerable to any sexual perversion that might be inflicted upon her. To underline this, Alexis reached down and removed from the bag a new item – a bright red ball-gag, which she pushed into Yuriko’s mouth, stifling any squeals of protest that the slim seventeen-year-old might make. This final touch was for psychological effect rather than any actual need for silence, for it was intended to break Yuriko’s willpower and render her still more submissive for what was to follow. It had the desired effect, and Yuriko whimpered and gazed up pleadingly at her conqueror, who responded by reaching down and pinching each of the pinioned girl’s tits, making her jerk in her bondage from the resulting sharp stabs of pain.

‘You look quite fuckable like that’, Alexis grudgingly admitted; ‘yeah, you’re gonna make a pretty cute little fuck-bitch for all of us, and you’d better get used to it real fast, you slutty little Chinkie tight-twat!’

Muzzled by the ball-gag, Yuriko silently snivelled – partly in fear of the fate still to befall her completely defenceless breasts and pussy, and partly in humiliation at Alexis’s contemptuously abusive words. The final hurtful insult was that the dominant Head Girl had not even got Yuriko’s ethnicity right: she was an American, of parents whose families had come from Japan – she was certainly not Chinese!

Alexis was on top of the world, and enjoying every second of her crushing demolition of her impudent upstart of a rival. Slowly rubbing her own pussy as she savoured the anticipation of the lesbian abuse of Yuriko that was still to come, she strolled across to the Sixth Form Library door. Quietly opening it, the Head Girl beckoned Miranda and Jenny into the room, and gave Cecilia an affirmatory nod. The latter smiled broadly, and trotted away down the corridor on her pre-assigned errand, whilst the other two girls followed Alexis back into the room, shutting the door carefully behind them. They approached the figure bound to the chair, and Miranda and Jenny admired the nearly-nude and piteously whimpering Asian chick. They had never seen her in a sexual context such as this before, and – as the experienced Alexis knew very well – Yuriko looked even sexier with the remnants of her school uniform still on than she would have done if she had been stripped completely naked.

Miranda took the next turn in the gang-bang that a trembling Yuriko now knew that she was in for, quickly donning the strap-on and then shoving it into the bound girl’s vagina like a battering ram, with no prelude at all. Miranda was nearly as rough as Alexis had been, but the sobs and shrieks that the resulting intense combination of pain and stimulation elicited from Yuriko were cut off by the ball-gag, so that only a droning whine remained. Whilst her friend was excavating Yuriko’s vagina, Jenny sharply tugged Yuriko’s small tits, making her squirm – but also further exciting her, and rapidly making her come for the fourth time. Miranda grunted in satisfaction as she forcefully shafted Yuriko, slamming the plastic rod so vigorously in and out of the Asian teenager’s cunt that her head – the only part of her body free to move – jerked and bounced from side to side, further increasing the raped schoolgirl’s disorientation.

With a long gasp, Miranda orgasmed, freezing in place as she did so, with the dildo completely buried in Yuriko’s bruised pussy. Then, bracing herself with one hand against the back of the armchair, Miranda unbuckled the harness and stepped backwards out of the strap-on, leaving the impaling dildo fixed where it was. Yuriko was shocked beyond belief, and utterly humiliated – these bitches were using her as if she was nothing, just a sex-object, a receptacle for their lusts! With a laugh of appreciation, Jenny stepped into the vacated space, and leaned forwards until her crotch nestled against the inside of the strap-on’s faceplate. Miranda then quickly tightened the harness around her friend’s waist and hips, and Yuriko’s pleading eyes bulged as the pretty eighteen-year-old claimed her turn to rape the bitchy know-it-all, who was now learning all too vividly how little about the sexual world she actually did know.

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Introduction: Heres part 5 of the series. As always, love to read your comments and suggestions! I awoke to the soft lyrics of my phones alarm, my eyes quickly realizing that I was in in my sons room. Because of the few bottles of beer, Charles snoring was louder than usual last night, and by 3:30 I had given up altogether, sneaking into Chris for some shut eye. I had purposefully set the alarm for 7:45, just to make sure I woke up before my husband. I mightve enjoyed...

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The Other Stephen's Story

She looked somewhat confused, and as though she was concentrating, trying to recollect me. "Err, Ok?" It sounded like a question, but was good enough for me, I offered her my arm. We walked the two blocks around the corner to the restaurant, chatting inconsequentially. In the restaurant I asked the hostess for a table for four and she seated us. I glanced over the wine list, "This one's good, shall we get a bottle?" I pointed to a quality Tuscan red, it was not a...

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Jelly Bean and Her Bail Bondsman Chapter 3

By Beagle9690 March 2012 It was after ten when I left Aunt Joyce’s house on Friday evening. It is our ladies gab night when we do our nails. The main topic that evening was the wedding. Danny was upstairs in his new study when I let myself in and locked the doors behind me. I spend all my Friday and Saturday nights with him now. I went immediately to my office and put our wedding invitation in my desk. I eventually had to tell Danny because we would be...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few...

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