Sunday, 22 June 2014

Fantasy World - Jake's World - Part 7 - Welcome Home Party

Michelle Rodriguez

The little things in life are what keep you going at times. For instance, being the only fully functioning man left should really be quite a depressing thing. Yet for some reason Jake was bringing the gigantic vehicle to a halt blasting AC/DC with the windows down, wearing a pair of Matrix-esque sunglasses and a grin. He loved his machine, it was as big as a bus and as secure as a tank. He'd been unsure of what to call it after assembling it himself, but he'd taken to calling it the Tankus. Jake twisted in his seat, stretching his limbs after the five hour drive, he rested his head on the seat of the drivers bench but battled his urges to sleep. It wouldn't be long now before he was back home embraced by those that he loved.

Jake opened the 7 ft door of the Tankus, bowed his sandy blonde hair under the door frame and jumped down from the raised platform to the floor, the impact cushioned poorly by his worn out sandals. He squinted looking up at the blistering sunshine, he could feel the warmth on his arms and legs unprotected from his blue and white sorts and black vest. Just to the right of him, was a latch on the tank which opened up a compartment that could just about fit a twenty inch flat screen in. Within it, he grabbed his usual weapons of choice, a knife and some rope but his favourite item was the bottle of Jack Daniels. Taking several gulps, he took the map from his pocket portraying the homes of celebrities within the area. Of the houses which surrounded him, only one contained a celebrity, he was looking for the home of Michelle Rodriguez, but orienteering had never been something he excelled at in school. He cursed and tried to remember Joey's technique from 'Friends' as he placed the map on the floor.

On the brink of losing hope, tormented by the prospect of going home Jake picked up the map to screw it up in his hands, in the corner of his eye he saw a curtain flicker on the other side of the street. Jake closed the compartment and scurried across the road, not wanting to attract any unwanted attention. Though the irony was not lost on him as to what he just pulled up in, truthfully he just liked to be in stealth mode, hours and hours of solitude can drive someone insane if they don't keep themselves entertained. His movements were thwarted by the huge front gate, usually managed by the intercom linked with security, but Jake found it highly unlikely there would be anyone to communicate with. So placing his foot on a horizontal bar near the bottom of the gate. He climbed it, careful not to pierce himself on the spikes at the top, as he lowered himself down at the other side, he sighed with relief.

Jake circumnavigated the mansion, trying to find an entry point, he knew that the chances of finding one on the lower floor were futile but after nearly breaking his neck climbing a house one time and discovering the front door had been unlocked he'd altered his preparations. On this occasion, he would have to find a way up to the windows on the second floor, as the ground one's were all barricaded. Walking around once more to a drain pipe he had discovered, he reluctantly began to climb it, fearful that it would detach and send him falling to his death. He sighed once more with relief as he placed both hands onto the ledge of the nearest window to the left of the pipe, sliding each hand across with his legs dangling below. Now came the hard part. Holding his breath he began to pull his entire body weight up with remarkable strength until he could rest his forearms and elbows flat on the window ledge. Holding his breath once more he lifted his lower body up onto the large ledge, and rolled exhaustedly onto his back.

'Jesus.' Jake gasped, taking out a cigarette from his pocket.
He rummaged around in his pocket for a lighter, sitting upright against the window. Taking the first drag, he exhaled an elongated sigh of relief amidst the smoke. A movement across the street caught his eye, a small group of fuck heads (fuck heads being the name which Jake had coined those inflicted with manplague) gathered outside the tankus. It wasn't a case of any damage being done to it, that was near impossible but it would make his retreat very difficult if he had to find a way past them, especially if Michelle was with him.

Frustrated, he threw the barely smoked cigarette down onto the grass that surrounded the mansion and turned to face the window. Annoyed by his own idiocy of not bringing a brick with from below he took off his vest and tightly twisted it around his knuckles. Looking away, he punched the glass with all his strength, there was a small pain in his index finger as his fist shattered the entirety of the window. Looking forward, he pulled his hand towards his face and pulled a small shard from his finger.

'Hmph,' he shrugged, 'could have been worse.'

Carefully, he ducked and slipped in through the window, landing with a crunch on the floor as the glass broke beneath his sandals. He cursed occasionally as he stepped through the room over the glass that seemed to keep finding its way under his feet, until he reached the door. He turned the handle slightly, pulling the door back, then slowly peered his head into the corridor, it was empty. He stepped out into the hallway and looked around, then opened the opposite door to him. It was a bedroom, very clean and tidy. Jake assumed it was a spare room but it was quite possibly not, he'd just never seen a room so tidy before. He stepped back out and went into the next room to it, the door was partially open and on the inside the room had been torn apart, the bed was on its side and the walls and floor were covered in what he assumed was blood. The room opposite, next to the room he had broken into, was a bathroom, on the floor of the bathroom was a dead fuck head. Jake kicked him, partly to ensure he was dead but mostly because he just wanted to kick him. He began to raid the medicine cabinet, when he heard a faint grunting noise, he paused and tried to concentrate on where it was coming from. He left the bathroom and followed the noise down the hallway as it grew louder and louder. He walked past a door and he realised it was getting quieter, he went back a door, and pressed his ear against it, this was the room. He pulled out his knife and turned the handle, pushing the door open slowly.

His first sight caused him to wretch slightly, as a hairy brown ass-hole stared him in the face from across the room, bouncing up and down. Quietly, he began to gip. He noticed that underneath this foul fuck head was a caramel coloured body obviously of the female form, with the fuck heads cock jammed into her bottom. Then and inch down he saw another cock driving into her cunt from beneath. The pair of them were aggressively ramming her simultaneously, Jake almost didn't spot the third fuck head who's head appeared each time the hairy ass dropped an inch as he pounded her.

Quietly, Jake walked on tiptoe over to the pile of thrusting bodies, as he grew closer, he could hear who he was assuming was Michelle, whimpering slightly. Quickly, he jabbed the blade of his knife into the neck of the first fuck head, and ragged him off of Michelle, onto the floor. The felatio receiving fuck head stood and charged towards him, knocking the knife out of his hands onto the bed then slamming him into the door, he moaned as his head flew back and smashed through the first layer of the door.

The third fuck head had thrown Michelle to the floor and come running forward, launching a fist into Jake's face, the impact forced his head through the remaining door panel till it hung out in the hallway. He gasped as he felt another punch connect to his stomach, winding him. A third connected with his ribs on the right of his body, he felt two brake. He kicked wildly with his left leg, connecting he hoped with the genitals of one of the fuck heads. He forced his head back into the room, and saw one of them on the floor and the others fist flying into his face, breaking his nose.

'Fuck!' He cried out, launching his forehead into the fuck heads face, forcing blood to spray out from both their noses. He sprinted forwards and lifted his knee up to strike the bending genital struck fuck head in the face, sending him fly backwards over a desk. He turned around and ripped off a plank from the broken door, and swung it around cracking the other across the temple, Jake watched him fall to the ground and knew his lights were out. He staggered forward around the desk and picked up the remaining fuck head and smashed his head against the desk repeatedly until he was sure he was either unconscious or dead, worn out, Jake collapsed in a heap onto the floor holding his rib cage as the blood continuously poured from his nose.

'Are you ok?' Jake gasped.

Michelle didn't answer.

'Hey,' Jake pushed, struggling to his feet 'you ok?'

He held his right arm up against the wall and leant against it, sliding his body across the wall, leaving a trail of blood behind him.

Michelle lay naked on the bed, vacantly staring at the ceiling. Jake shook her, she didn't move.

'Hey,' Jake shouted, shaking her more aggressively.

Michelle violently twisted and her right arm lunged towards him, he flinched and twisted his body as she pushed the knife into his shoulder. He cried out in pain and grabbed it after she let go and sprinted out of the room into the hallway.

'Just once, just fucking once,' Jake spat, 'that's all I ask, one time I rescue someone can it just go smoothly.'

He cried out as he pulled the knife out of his shoulder, quickly he ripped a piece of lined from the bed and tied it around the wound as best he could. Then charged into the hallway.

'Michelle!' He called out, 'I'm trying to help you for fucks sake.'

She didn't answer, he struggled down the hall.

'Let's just take a moment to think about what's happening. You're scared, I appreciate that and I understand what you're going through, and I'm sure you're sat wherever you're hiding thinking, how could you know what i'm going through? But I do, i've seen this far too many times over the last year. I'm here to help you, to take you somewhere safe. Yes, you've got not reason to trust me and i've got no right to ask you to, but can you just think for one second logically about what's happened. Is there a difference between me and any other man inflicted with the plague? The answer is yes, I'm talking to you, they don't talk. They can't talk, and yet I'm talking to you. So I want you to think, but not for too long, because outside I have an exceptionally large vehicle that's full of other people I have rescued and as the minutes pass by, more and more of those fuckheads are gathering outside it and the longer I wait for you, the harder it is for me to get back in, so you've got about thirty seconds to decide or i'm going to have to leave you. And Michelle, nobody who get's left behind survives.'

Jake paused and waited.

'twenty seconds,' Jake announced.

No answer.

'Ten seconds Michelle, you won't make it without me.'

'five...four....three...two...don't do this' Jake sighed, disappointed. 'Good luck Michelle, I've left the knife in the bedroom, I hope you have better aim with someone else.'

Jake retraced his previous entry to the room with the broken window, in too much pain to climb through carefully, he gritted his teeth as he cut himself in multiple places. He stepped out onto the window ledge and turned so he could slide down the drain pipe.

'Wait!' Michelle cried out, running up to the window. She had found a robe to wear while she had disappeared and clutched to it tightly.

'Hurry up!' Jake shouted, half hung over the edge of the window sill.

'I...I don't trust you.'

'Look Michelle, if you stay here there's a 100% chance you're going to die horribly whatever you do, coming with me is taking a chance that you might actually not have to die, or for that matter experience any pain whatsoever and live your life out happily. You're just going to have to take a chance. I can't wait any longer.'

She thought for a moment and then carefully climbed through the window walking cautiously towards him. He held out his hand and she grabbed it, he lifted her down holding her body in his left arm as he clung to the drain pipe. He instantly cursed his stupidity, not only was he in unbearable pain from the broken rib and stabbed shoulder but the drain pipe was ripped off the wall from their weight and they slowly rocked backwards and plummeted through the air, landing roughly in a bush.

' bad..' Jake sputtered, through a mouthful of leaves.

'You idiot,' Michelle yelled, slapping his bad shoulder.

'Hey, you got on, you didn't consider it either!'

Michelle didn't respond, only moaned as she clawed her way out of the bush. Jake waited a second more and then followed her. Moving out of the foliage, Jake crouched down and crept across the garden towards the gate. Michelle, not seeing the point walked casually behind him wondering what sort of decision she had made following this muscle bound moron. He started to climb the gate, in immeasurable pain, with every step up the gate he cried out quietly. Michelle watched him in awe for a second, then walked to the side of the gate and pressed the open button, and the two gate doors opened up before her.

'You know...I think maybe I should have stayed inside.' Michelle moaned.

'That makes fucking two of us.' Jake hissed, painfully climbing down the gate that had slowly swung him against the wall.

Fighting the urge to continue this argument, Jake staggered back around the gate and crossed the street, looking right towards the tankus he saw seven fuck heads loitering around it.

'Stay here,' He instructed Michelle, she gladly did as she was told and prepared herself to run back to her house when he failed.

Jake weighed up his options, he considered everything he could do, even entertained lassoing them one by one only to realise he'd lost his rope in the previous fight. Jake continued to look around and spotted a dislodged stone in the wall, he grabbed it in his left hand and crept forwards. He crouched low behind the first fuck head stood on his own at the front of the tankus, staring at the wind shield. Jake bent his knees then launched himself up with his left arm high in the air, and smashed it down into the fuck heads skull.

Further up the road, Michelle winced as she watched the diseased man fall in a heap to the floor, she spotted two more of them notice the noise and shuffle around the side of the huge vehicle. The brute who saved her, was crouched down waiting for one of them to round the front but he didn't seem to realise there was one coming from behind him.

'Hey!' Michelle shouted, trying alert his attention. She watched, relieved as Jake spun round and struck the approacher in the face with the large stone he carried. He turned again and struck the third. He looked to be in a considerable amount of pain carrying and swinging it about, she watched as he dropped it to the floor and bent over looking exhausted. Michelle watched nervously, realising that by shouting she had caught the attention of the remaining four fuck heads, who immediately started running towards her.

'Oh for fucks sake,' Jake exclaimed furiously as he watched the four fuck heads marching away from him towards Michelle, who seemed to be frozen to the spot. Jake, picked himself up off the floor and jogged up the street after them.

'Hey!' Jake shouted waving his left arm, 'oi you bastards, over here.'

Jake threw his stone at the closest one to him and it landed on the side of his head, causing him to fall face down on the ground, his head bouncing up off the concrete. Jake, ran past him and swung his fist into the next one's head, causing him to stagger sideways into another fuck head. He'd gotten their attention.

'Oh shit,' Jake panicked as they turned and rushed towards him. He back peddled towards the side walk and collided firmly with a street light, as the nearest to him came within reached he grabbed his head and stepped sideways slamming his face into the steel post. He watched as it staggered backwards and collapsed. He wanted to step forwards and kick its head but the other two came after him, he ran further down the street with them both just behind him. He reached the front of the tankus and dropped to the floor, he reached under it's hood grabbing onto something but one of them seized his leg and pulled, he slid out from under it and jabbed a large pole into ones chest, it fell backwards and collapsed. The other pounded Jake's face several times with his fist, Jake began to black out, but before he did he booted the fuck head in the groin, then rolled over to rip the pole out of the dying man's chest and thrust it into the others spine. Jake's eyes began to fade.

'Hey,' Jake heard a distant voice, his head hurt massively, he couldn't see.

'Hey, get up' the voice continued, his body was shaking.

'Hey, come on, get up now, you great big oaf!' His eyes jolted open and he saw her beautiful angry face staring down at him. 'It's about time, how do we open this thing?'

'Help me up,' Jake insisted, trying to lift his upper body, but struggling.

'You've got to be kidding, you must weigh over a ton.'

'Help me the fuck up Michelle,' Jake spluttered, losing his patience.

Michelle grabbed hold of his left shoulder, and jake used the pole he found still gripped in his hand to shift his bodyweight onto as he rose to his feet. Jake stumbled round the side of the tankus using the pole and her body to walk, when he reached the back, she saw for the first time that there were two huge doors, locked by a padlock. Jake fell forwards onto the doors and lent against it on his left side, grabbing the padlock. He began to manoeuvre the dial until it clicked and then removed it, swearing occasionally about how much pain he was in. Then, with great pain and effort he pulled open the door and Michelle gasped at the interior. It looked cosy, there were beds and sofas scattered around inside and at the far end she saw a small kitchen with plates and cutlery. More to Michelle's surprise though was that it was full of women, each laid on a bed or sat on a sofa. They all looked rather shocked, they had obviously heard the commotion happening outside.

'Get in,' Jake instructed bluntly.

'What?' Michelle asked.

'I said get in, I want to go home.' Jake answered, his voice was filled with sadness, his eyes looked empty.

Michelle considered her options for a final time, before hopping into the back of the tankus, she turned around to speak but the door slammed shut on her.

Jake dragged his body into the front seat of the tankus and slammed the door behind him, letting out a terrific moan of pain. His face was stiff from the dry blood that clung to his face, his nose had stopped bleeding finally. He looked down at his shoulder and saw the linen was soaked red, he was too tired to change it, he just switched on the ignition and started the long drive.

It wasn't long before Jake started to lose consciousness, he had one eye partly open and no idea where he was going. It was a straight road with nothing on, he'd been aware of this. It was everything he could do to keep that eye open even partially but he pictured the embrace of the small number of women he had grown close to back at the complex he had separated from the rest of the world. He battled with the urge to close his eye, the voice in his mind telling him it was fine to go to sleep, he could just drive when he woke up, but a part of a told him, he might not wake up at all. He patted his shorts, around the side pockets and pulled out the bottle of Jack Daniels, he squinted at it, saw there was only a few drops left.

'Just one thing, you can't even give me that,' Jake whimpered, desperately wanting a drink.

He then poured the remnants of the bottle onto his open wounds and gripped the steering wheel tightly, growling. Both his eyes shot open, and he sat upright, swearing at the top of his lungs.

He checked his navigator, he had veered slightly of course but had only lost about five minutes. With only twenty miles to go, he braced himself and focused on the journey. It wasn't long until he was home, then he could rest.

He sighed, a huge sigh of relief as he pulled up to the front gate of the complex. He located his remote for it and waited for it to open. He slowly drove the tankus into the tight square opening until the front of it lightly nudged against the gate at the otherside. Then he pressed the remote and the rear gate closed behind the tankus and the front gate opened.

He drove quickly down the road, veering to the left, smashing into several cars, he regained control of the wheel and steered sharply to the right, then he saw the hospital at the far end of the street, he took his foot off the accelerator, and closed his eyes, the tankus continued, 60, 55, 50 mph, 45, 40, 35, then smashed into an ambulance parked at the entrance. Jake's unconcious face collided with the steering wheel and the women who were unfortunate to be standing, fell, one of them hitting her head.

After a few minutes Jake began to stir, he lifted his head from the wheel and looked out of the windshield wondering why he was still here. He had placed protocol for this kind of situation, the authorities were informed electronically when the gate was opened and should be ready for him in case anyone required medical treatment. But for some reason, nobody was here. The hospital was completely barren. Jake couldn't understand what had happened but couldn't worry about it for long, as his eyes shut for perhaps the final time.

Friday, 20 June 2014

Fantasy Land - 90210 Chronicles - Part 6


Jennie Garth

Shenae Grimes and Jessica Stroup

Denise Richards

Heather Locklear

Jessica Lowndes

Lori Loughlin

Gillian Zinser

Sara Foster and Annalynne Mccord

The transition from being a loving, friendly and caring person to a cold bitch was not something that Lori had taken lightly. Her conscience wasn't clear. She didn't enjoy treating her former friends the way that she did but what choice did she have? Did they have any idea, any inclination whatsoever to the resistance she had given when the orders were set? No. They didn't have a clue. They had no idea that Lori had endured countless thrashings and threats by the authorities to force her to start adopting stricter approaches to ensure better behaved residents of the secluded city of escape. They had no idea that sometimes after she spanked them, that she used to cry about what she had done. No, as far as they were concerned, Lori had it easy but they couldn't have been more wrong. Lori would have loved to have their role, all they had to do was get up at 7, go to school, learn, come back and relax. If only they knew, but that was then, now it was different.

One afternoon, Annalynne had given Lori just a little bit too much abuse for her liking and found herself over her knee. And in between the roars or abuse and cries of forgiveness, Annalynne had raised an interesting point:

'Stop hitting me you bitch! Ow! It's so obviously not working!'

Lori did stop for a moment. She had to. Annalynne was right. Lori had spanked Annalynne twenty six times up to date and she didn't seem to behave any better and for a moment. She began to question her methods of improving behaviour. Yet, as she looked down at the naked, pink bottomed girl, half her age and laying across her lap, she realised something.

'You're right Annalynne spanking you won't change your attitude...but it will make me feel much better!'

That was the day it all changed for Lori, she embraced her role, and so that very morning when she awoke to an orgasm delivered by the talented tongues of Jennie Garth and Sara Foster who shared a bed with her, she didn't have a care in the world. Yes, maybe she would get a spanking later by her boss but at least she could deal a few out herself. Maybe she would have to go down on some of her elders at work, but at least she could make those younger than her return the favour. So life wasn't ideal, when life gives you lemons you can always make lemonade but on the off chance it gives you chocolate you're foolish not to make chocolate cake. There's nothing that says you can't have both you just have to be willing to work with what life throws at you.

'Oh my, that was wonderful.' Lori sighed, resting on the bed as Jennie made Sara go down on her.

Lori rolled out of bed and sauntered across the bedroom to unhook her robe from the wardrobe door. As she placed her arms through the sleeves she rocked onto the balls of her feet with her arms as high in the air as she could reach letting out a gigantic yawn. Feeling much more at ease she slipped out of the room, leaving them to it wandering down the hall, knocking on each door she passed in turn.

As she reached the very last door, before she knocked, she heard a muffled noise emitting from the other side. She gently turned the handle and pushed it open. At the bottom of the bed she saw Shenae Grimes laid on her front with her head in between Annalynne's spread legs sat up against the headrest. Annalynne had her hand on top of Shenae's head with her own tilted back as she covered her mouth, trying to silence her orgasm.

This kind of behaviour had been outlawed by the authorities at their age, but Lori didn't mind it as long as they didn't see her. She had caught them at it more often than they knew but for each time they saw her, she had been forced to spank them. She quietly shut the door and descended the stairs.

As she turned on the hobs to start cooking breakfast, she considered whether she was doing the right thing. It was important to her that she didn't lose herself completely. She needed to get pleasured by them and to discipline them to make her life bearable but that didn't mean she had to be overly strict and demanding. At the same time, she needed to maintain the image of being strict or they would think she was soft.

As cooking breakfast was nearing completion, the girls began to arrive in the kitchen. The attitude of the inhabitants at this hour was usually mixed with half being sleepy and angry to the other half being cheerful. Lori detected on this particular morning though, that everyone was extremely unhappy.

'Well you all look absolutely dreadful this morning, what on earth is the matter?'

The girls looked at each other, Shenae made a motion to speak with a manner of desperation but she was urged to keep quiet.

'Come on, if something is the matter you need to tell me. Have you done something wrong?' Lori pushed, starting to worry.

'No, everything's fine.' Annalynne assured her to Shenae's objection.

'How can you say that!?' Shenae asked.

'Shut up Shenae.' Annalynne hissed.

'Annalynne, we don't talk to each other like that.'

'Sorry Mrs Loughlin.'

'Now Shenae, tell me what's wrong.'

'Well...we're being bullied at school.'

'Oh...God...right.' Lori replied taken aback. 'All of you?'

'I'm not.' Gillian intervened.

'Yet...' Jessica Stroup replied sternly.

'By who?' Lori pushed further.

'Well...I'm being bullied by a girl in my class and her friends, and Annalynne, Jess and Jessica are being bullied by some older girls in their class.'

'What have they been doing to you? Have you tried telling your teachers?'

'They wouldn't do anything..' Annalynne muttered.

'Well now I don't believe that.' Lori replied. 'Tell me the names of these girls and I'll go and have a word with your teachers.'

'Well, there's Ashley Benson, Selena Gomez, Miley Cyrus, Kaley Cuoco, Megan Fox and Ashley Tisdale.' Shenae answered.

'Cuoco, Fox and Tisdale...' Lori repeated. 'I know those names, doesn't Kaley live with Heather Locklear?'

'They all do, they're from the same house. That's why Annalynne is being bullied because she tried to stop Ashley and Selena.'

'Oh..' Lori replied looking worried. 'Yes..I'll speak with your teacher then'

'Oh thank you Lori!' Shenae cried, running round to hug her.

'It's fine, I'll do it today,' Lori replied apprehensively, holding her loosely.

Lori's mind was completely vacant all morning until they had left. She didn't have the heart to tell them that there was absolutely nothing she could to help them. It was their own bad fortune that Heather Locklear was Lori's boss and Lori had formed a friendship with a co-worker called Denise Richards. The trouble was, Lori had no idea that their boss, Heather, absolutely despised Denise Richards from an incident concerning a former boyfriend before the man-plague. Before Lori knew what was happening because heather had noticed that the two of them were friends, she became Heather's joint worst enemy by proxy.


'You're late Lori,' Heather announced as she rushed into her workplace.

Lori knew she wasn't late but unless she showed up before her, there was no getting around it. Lori had long since given up the ordeal of arguing fate, as expressed by her willingly bending over her work desk and taking ten hard smacks across her skirt covered bottom with Heather's 'punishment paddle' as she so annoyingly called it.

Sitting down, rubbing her bottom, Lori carried on like any other day and began sorting the various medicines that were brought in after being routed out from the abandoned homes within the complex. Her job was simple, repetitive and dull and Heather made it a hundred times worse than it already was. All Lori could think about to get her through the day, was the prospect of climaxing when she got home.

' office please.' Heather shouted across the room an hour into her shift.

Reluctantly Lori got up and walked into her office. Not much to her surprise, Heather was sat on her desk with her legs apart, naked from the waste down. She gestured with her hand for Lori to approach her, as this was far from a new experience Lori hadn't required it. As she plunged her tongue in and around her trying to locate her g-spot as quick as possible, Heather began to torment her.

'You know, Kaley told me something interesting last night.'

Lori quickened the pace.

'That 80% of your household is responsible for the sexual satisfaction of my house. Isn't that interesting?'

Lori quickened still.

'I think I'd like you to bring your entire house round to my house tomorrow, and you can all pleasure us together. We might even get you to move in and we can all have our own little slave.'

Lori, shivered at the thought as she drove her fingers deep inside her, desperate to make her cum. Heather grabbed a handful of Lori's hair and leant back, screaming at the top of her lungs as she squirted her juice over Lori's face.

'Ooooh.' Heather moaned, shaking her hips, her thighs knocking against Lori's head as she smothered it with her soaking pussy. 'Ooo yes, yes you're moving in with us tomorrow, I could never get tired of that, I'm going to have you do that to me morning, evening and night. Now get back to work and send in Denise, I've found a new butt plug I want to try out on her.'

Lori quickly exited and gave Denise a look of sympathy, she had expected to be next but had no idea what was in store for her, except never once had it been good.

The rest of the day played out very much the same for Lori, constantly being embarrassed and punished by a woman who just had no sense of morality. Lori had never asked Denise what she done to Heather to make her hate her or anyone she associated with this much. All she could think of was 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.' Well today Lori herself had been scorned and there was going to be trouble when she got home, even Jennie and Sara had better watch out because Lori planned to tan every single bottom and have each of them pleasure her in turn, it had been a hard long day and she couldn't wait for it to be over.

Entering the house, it would have been impossible for Lori to foresee what was about to happen. She had no idea that by being kept at work for an extra hour to be butt fucked by Heather's favourite strap-on, Jennie and Sara would pick the girls up from school and be bombarded with complaints about Lori. It turned out, that Lori's failure to speak to any of their teachers was noted and the girls had had a very rough time of it at school. And somehow, Annalynne and the others had convinced them, that they should take a stand. So when Lori entered the living room, expecting to be pleasured beyond belief she was extremely shocked to be pinned over the settee and individually spanked by every girl in turn before they each forced her down on them. If the day had been long, the night was about to be even longer.

Tuesday, 17 June 2014

Fantasy Land - 90210 Chronicles - Part 5

90210 Chronicles - Part 5


Elle Macpherson

Jennie Garth

Megan Fox

Vanessa Hudgens and Ashley Benson

Gillian Zinser

Lori Loughlin

Kaley Cuoco

Shenae Grimes

Jessica Stroup, Annalynne Mccord and Jessica Lowndes

Pamela Anderson

Ashley Tisdale

Miley Cyrus

Gillian felt the gentle breeze on her skin as she laid on top of her board, the waves splashing her body every now and then cooled her skin from the high temperature. She closed her eyes and tried to drown out the boring instructions being given from Elle Macpherson. She had tried to explain to her that she was a competent surfer and that she could easily stand up and ride the waves that were forbidden to her but she wouldn't listen. She watched with envy as the older women in the distance surfed freely, laughing and high fiving each other. It killed her that she would have to wait eight years before she could graduate from this pointless surfing for beginners class. She realised that after a moment that she had drifted slightly away from the group and was heading towards the forbidden territory, with Elle completely unaware of her movements. Gillian seized the opportunity and began to propel herself towards the waves, a minute later, she reached the first wave and held on to her board tightly, then jumped into the air and landed on the board with expert timing, she swivelled the board to meet the wave, and as the wind soared through her hair and bit her face she felt alive. She glided across the eight foot wave with a smile that stretched from ear to ear, she could hear cheers from the other women that surrounded her, she knew not whether they knew her age, or that they didn't care but neither did she. When the wave collapsed, she paddled forward once more to meet the next one, this one slightly bigger and reached it's peak, expertly manoeuvring her board through it once more.
As the wave began to collapse, her heart dropped as she spotted Elle swimming furiously towards her, she aimed her board away from her and laid back on her front, as the wave collapsed it propelled her forward into a quick escape from Elle, she quickly began to kick her legs and propel herself forward with her arms, looking back every now and then to see Elle in pursuit, screaming at her to stop.
When she reached the shore, she reluctantly threw her board onto the sand and ran across the beach, Elle followed her, chasing her across the sand. Gillian weaved in and out of girls laid on the sand sunbathing, most of them disturbed by her as she covered them with sand in her wake, soon, almost every pair of eyes were following her to see if she could escape her the pursuitors. For now, Elle had been joined by various volunteer life guards scattered around the beach, all determined to catch her.
When it looked as though she was in the clear, with her eyes fixed upon the car park filled with easily accessible escape cars, something collided with her legs and she toppled head first into the sand. She rolled onto her front, her bikini top caught up in the sand slid over up her chest, her first reaction was to pull it down but it slowed her attempts to get back to her feet and she felt arms gripping around her body. Within seconds, she felt her stomach crush upon the firm platform of someones knee, her bikini bottoms were yanked down her thighs, and she felt a stinging pain on her bottom.

'Oh my God, that was so funny!' Annalynne squealed from across the beach.
'That was so cruel, I can't believe Kaley did that!' Jessica Lowndes complained.
'What! That was amazing!' Annalynne giggled.
'Oh come on,' Jess Stroup replied, 'she nearly got away, there was no need at all!'
'She is so annoying though...'
'Ne uhh, I love Gill.' Replied Jess.
'Oh come on, she is soooo boring.'
'Yeah but even so, we should be looking out for each other.' Jessica replied meekly.
'I don't know, some girls, I don't mind it happening too.'
'Oh my God, have you seen Elle in her bikini, if it were up to me over forties shouldn't be able to wear them.'
The other two giggled.
'Wow, they're really spanking her.' Jess observed.
'Ohh I love the feeling of being at the ocean,' Annalynne exclaimed laying her head back onto the rolled up towel she had fashioned into a headrest. 'It totally turns me on.'
'Ew, Annaylnne.' Jess remarked. 'Suddenly I feel sea sick.'
'Oh I know but it's been so long since I've been banged I'm just so frustrated. All I can think of is rock hard abs and thighs that have driven countries to war.'
'Whoever went to war over thighs?' Jess questioned.
'If there was someone here, I do them right here right now, I don't care who's watching.'
'Oh hey Shenae,' Jessica greeted, as she Shenae walked over to them looking anxious.
'Have you seen what's happening to Gill?' Annalynne pointed, 'She is so lame.'
'Oh..yeah...' Shenae glanced over her shoulder, 'listen I have to tell you something.'
'What's wrong?' Jess asked concerned.
'It''s my fault that you got caught skiving school.'
'I knew it!' Annalynne yelled, getting to her feet.
'Please...just hear me out!'
'No why should I!?'
'Because, I told Ashley in my class about it and she told Jennifer, remember, she was the one who told on you. I know I shouldn't have told her but I didn't think she would tell Jen but she did!'
'You stupid bitch!' Annalynne hissed.
'We got spanked every day for three weeks because of you!' Jess shouted.
'I know I'm so sorry and I know I've got no right to ask you this but...I need your help.'
' can't be serious..' Annalynne laughed, though it was fake.
'You don't understand, Ashley has been blackmailing me, telling me that she will tell you the truth if I don't do whatever she says but now...she has pictures.'
'Pictures...?' Jessica asked curiously.
'Embarrassing pictures...'
'' Annalynne asked, her attention caught.
'Of me doing things...embarrassing.'
'If you want my help Shenae, you had better spit it out.'
'Sexual things.'
'O..M...G!' Annalynne giggled. 'No, i'm not going to help you, it's your own fault, you deal with it.'
'Please don't do this to me.'
'Oh I'm sorry, I don't speak skank, maybe I could find an interpreter?'
'But..she told on you! You can't let her get away with that! Please, I'm so sorry!'
'She has a point, 'Jess intervened. 'you're Annalynne Mccord and you don't let people treat you like that.'
'Yeah, Annalynne, it's Ashley who got us caught, she needs to be taught a lesson.'
'I want to but, I'm so angry with Shenae I think she actually deserves it.'
'Think about it, Ashley thinks she can taddle on you and get away with it!' Jessica argued.
'Skank..leave us alone, we need to talk about this.'
Shenae walked away and sat by herself.
'What do you think?' Jess asked.
'I'm thinking, for payback to Shenae, we make her our bitch. I think she it's what she deserves, she caused us endless amounts of punishment it's only fair that she should make up for it.'
'True.' Replied Jess.
'And...I'm thinking it's time to get some revenge from the bitch that told on us and abused one of our own.'
'That's what I like to hear.' Jess nodded excitedly, to the approval of Jessica.
They sat and plotted for the next hour or so, during which time Gillians bottom had turned bright red and she was laying on the sand with her head between Elle's legs.

'Ew, have you seen what Ciara's wearing?' Annalynne remarked, as she passed them, 'I wouldn't use that rag to clean my bathroom.'
'I know, it's so awful.' Agreed Jessica Lowndes.
'Ok Shenae, we've decided,' Annaylnne remarked as she approached the girls with Jess, 'we've decided that we're going to help you, even though you're a awful little skank and we all hate you.'
'..OK?' Shenae replied.
'We've decided that you're going to trick them into somewhere quiet and then three of us are going to teach them a lesson they'll never forget. You never mess with the girls of 90210.'

Later that day, Annalynne, Jessica and Jess were hiding in the darkness of the surfing supplies store room at the back of the beach waiting for Shenae to lure them into the building.
'Oh my God, I can't wait to have one of these skanks between my legs.'
'Annalynne, you're a skank.'
'I am not a skank!' Annalynne protested, laughing, 'It's not healthy to go this long without having sex.'
'Shh!' Jess hissed from the doorway.
The girls stepped back and crouched down.
'....then you're going to lick Vanessa out Shenae and after that you can see to Selena too and if you do a good job bitch, I might not even spank..HEY!'
Annalynne had sprung out as they entered the building and grabbed Ashley, dragging her to the side of the room, Jessica grabbed Vanessa and Jess grabbed Selena, the only one left was Miley, who wasn't sure what to do.
As she wrestled Ashley to the floor and ripped off her clothes, Annalynne noticed the spare girl standing in the doorway near Shenae.
'..who's she?'
'Miley Cyrus.'
'Oh yeah I've heard of that skank..Oi! don't you dare touch my hair!' Annalynne yelled furiously, slapping Ashley's bare bottom several times as she pinned her beneath her. 'Did she have anything to do with it?'
'...well...she's a bitch too, but she's been bullying my friend.'
'Well, what are you waiting for.' Annalynne asked.
Shenae advanced towards Miley, who tried to block her advances. They wrestled for a moment while the girls each continued spanking the bare bottoms of their captives. Miley though, was stronger and when she got the chance she leapt to her feet and ran out of the store room.
'' Annalynne yelled in between smacks. 'SHENAE!'
In her anger, Annalynne furiously continued smacking Ashley's now glowing bottom harder and harder, who was crying desperately for her to stop.
'PLEASE!' She begged, 'I'm so sorry! I'm sorry I told on you!'
'Oh, you'll be sorry, you've got a lot of making up to do.' Annalynne hissed, she rolled her over onto her front and pushed her head back on the sand. Then knelt either side of her ears and leaned forwards so her pussy smothered her face.
'Not eat my pussy!' she screamed, wiggling her hips, spreading her lips over her face. When she felt her tongue slide inside her, she put her hand on top of Ashley's head and rolled onto her back, so Ashley was between her, licking her pussy. She rolled her head to the side and saw Selena from the chest down sat with her back to wall of store room, with Jess's bare bottom staring her in the face as she stood forcing Selena's head to her crotch. She rolled to the other side and saw behind Shenae watching them from the doorway, Jessica sat on top of a pile of surfboards, with Vanessa knelt between her legs buried in her snatch.

BANG..the storeroom door crashed open. Annalynne turned, lifted her upper body off the floor with her arms and saw Kaley Cuoco, Ashley Tisdale and Megan Fox marching towards them. Ashley Greene quickly got up and ran to the other side of the storeroom.
'Oh hey Kaley,' Annalynne greeted, getting to her feet.
Kaley didn't say anything but grabbed her by the wrist.
'What are you doing!' Annaylnne shouted, as Kaley pulled her over to a pile of surfboards that were at waist height. 'Get off me!'
Kaley's body was considerably larger than Annalynne's who was mostly skin and bones, so it was no trouble for her to pull her over her knee and pin her there with ease. She quickly began to smack her bottom.
'Get off!' Annaylnne screamed as Kaley beat her bottom with her hand.
She could hear Jess and Jessica shouting in the background, they too were being spanked by these girls.
'Why are you doing this!' Annalynne cried, as her bottom began to sting unbearably.
But Kaley didn't reply, she carried on painting her bottom red.
Annalynne screamed her name over and over until finally she answered.
'What do you want?' Kaley asked angry to be interrupted.
Kaley resumed spanking her..
'What?' She paused.
'Stop spanking me!' Annaylnne cried.
'Oh, is that what you want?' Kaley asked, relaxing in her seat slightly.
'Yes!' Annalynne cried, slightly relieved.
' then.' Kaley continued smacking her bare bottom.
After five minutes of firm spanking to each bottom, during which time Vanessa, Ashley, Miley and Selena had taken it in turns to smack Shenae's bottom for telling Annalynne, Kaley stopped and shoved her pussy in Annalynne's face.
'What you didn't know, slut, is that Kaley is the queen and Annalynne is nothing compared to her and when you thought you were safe hiding behind her, what you didn't realise was, they were in more trouble than you.'
Shenae, watched horrified as she lay on her front still being spanked by the group of girls as Annalynne, her last hope knelt in front of Kaley licking her out on her own accord. The quick movement of her head bobbing up and down between her thighs horrified Shenae as she realised that Annalynne was trying to do her best by Kaley, so she was truly submitting.
'Who's my bitch?' Kaley asked, raising her head from her pussy for a moment.
'...I am.' Annalynne replied nervously, wiping her mouth.
'That's right slut.' Kaley replied with a wry smile, shoving her head back between her legs.
'Ashley, grab my dildo out of my bag.'
She did as she was told, bringing it straight to Kaley. Kaley got to her feet, removing Annalynne's tongue from her dripping lips.
'Line them up on all fours.' Kaley demanded.
Megan and Ashley Tisdale took each of the girls from their knees and placed them on all fours so their butts were stuck up in the air. Kaley also dragged Annalynne. As they faced the wall, they didn't know what Kaley was doing, but Megan and Ashley Tisdale were securing the dildo to her waist, as a strap on. They heard the sound of a squirting bottle, like the sound ketchup makes. Then a few seconds later, Jessica Lowndes something pushing against her butt, within a split second, she felt it push inside her.
'Oh! God!' Jessica yelped as it slid inside, she fell to the floor, but the girls lifted her up pulling her by her stomach. Kayler squatted over her ass and pushed deeper inside of her, slowly pumping the dildo into her butt.
Then, bending and straightening her legs she quickly began to pump the dildo up and down inside her ass, Jessica moaned over and over again as she drilled her. Kaley grabbed her Jessica's face and turned her towards her, staring into her fearful eyes as she fucked her in the ass.
'Shenae, come over here and lick my pussy.' Kaley ordered, turning back to face her.
Shenae instantly obeyed, she got to her knees and rested her hands on Jessica's bottom, then tilted her head and tried to lick her pussy as he pussy flew up and down pumping the dildo into Jessica's bottom, it was hard to keep up with her movements but she tried as hard as she could, eventually, Kaley grew frustrated and let go of Jessica's head and pushed Shenae's face into her pussy, holding it in place as she thrust the dildo into Jessica's asshole.
'Ohh. Yes!' She moaned, before turning to the other girls, 'there's more in my bag you know.'
Instantly the girls ran to the bag and pulled out dildo's in all shapes and sizes, attaching them round their waist. Ashley Tisdale rolled Jessica Stroup onto her side and shoved her dildo into her butt, and roughly began to slam it inside her, despite her protestations. Megan lifted Annalynne onto her feet and bent her over slightly resting her arms on the wall, she grabbed hold of her hips and guided her dildo into her ass, and fucked her where she stood.
Shenae was most unfortunate, finding her self bent over, licking Selena out while Ashley slowly pushed her dildo into her very tight ass hole from behind. Vanessa feeling left out, decided to smack her very red bottom over and over until it was her turn.

BANG the door slammed open. Kaley turned quickly to see Elle Macpherson, Lori Loughlin, Pamela Anderson and Jennie Garth standing in the doorway looking furious.
'I..' Kaley started.
Lori and the other women wasted no time in grabbing all those involved and dragging them all out of the storeroom by the ear, some with two ears each. Within seconds, more women had come over, having noticed that something was terribly wrong. After the situation was briefly explained, each girl found in the store room found themselves over a knee, having their bottom smacked no matter how red it was already.
After they were thoroughly spanked, each girl was questioned extensively about who supplied the illegal sex toys for this alleged orgy which it was assumed to have been. None of the girls owned up to anything and none of them told on any of the other.
For the rest of the afternoon the girls were punished by staying with the adult who spanked them, pleasuring them when called upon and serving them drinks as they say and sunbathed. Occasionally, when they reminded themselves of how angry they were, each adult would top up their girls bottom.
Though Kaley wailed like a punished brat, she was at least joyful at having secured herself some new bitches, confirmed by their silence during their interrogation.
As Shenae knelt between Lori's legs licking her pussy, she couldn't help but wonder if anything was ever going to work in her favour.

Monday, 16 June 2014

Fantasy Land Series - 90210 Chronicles - Part 4 - Further Recruitment


Lucy Liu

Shenae Grimes

Ashley Benson

Miley Cyrus

Selena Gomez

Taylor Swift

Vanessa Hudgens

The weeks that proceeded were a nightmare for Shenae. Ashley had not let up on her demands of her, in fact she had even expanded on her role as her 'bitch'. Not only did Shenae have to perform regular oral sex on Ashley, she was also giving her humiliating duties. Her days mainly consisted of carrying her school books and completing her homework. She had even decided that Shenae wasn't allowed to speak without her direct permission, which was getting her a lot of spankings from their teacher.
To add further stress to Shenae's life, the other girls had been grounded for a month each for ditching school. Shenae couldn't help but feel, though they hadn't mentioned it to her, that they suspected she had something to do with it. The guilt she was feeling whenever she heard any of the girls receiving a spanking because she had told on them was becoming unbearable. When she was free to do what she wanted and could roam about the house she would try and find a room to herself to hideaway for fear of being found out. She imagined what the girls would do to her if they knew the truth. She realised that this couldn't happen and refocused on the task at hand, driving her tongue deep into Ashley's dripping snatch, forcing her to scream in ecstasy as she came.
'Oh, my.' Ashley shivered.
'My turn!' Selena screamed excitedly, spreading her legs further on the gym bench and pulling Shenae's head towards her pussy. 'Ooo'
Shenae instantly began to flick her tongue all around, having become very experienced after hours and hours of performing for them.
'Hurry up Selena, I want a go before lesson.' Vanessa shouted from the doorway she was guarding.
'Err no,'
'Err yeah,'
'I can't hurry up, when the bitch make me cum, she'll be done.'
Ashley listened to her friends argue over her bitch for a few minutes while she lay down flat across the bench with her knickers by her ankles, she felt so relaxed, Shenae had really made her climax. She laughed quietly at the confidence Vanessa was displaying now that she was no longer the 'bitch'. Ashley felt that she was possibly getting too confident and resolved to bring her down a peg later on when Shenae wasn't around. Ashley looked at the clock and saw they had four minutes before lesson.
'Shut up Vanessa and come over here, I'll watch the door, you both have two minutes.'
Vanessa ran over from the door thanking Ashley for her kindness. Ashley lent coolly against the wall, with one eye on the door and another on Vanessa spreadeagled on the bench forcing Shenae to finger her as Selena drove her face all over her pussy.
After Ashley's second warning, Vanessa had managed to join the girls in climaxing and squirted all over the floor. With not long to repose she pulled up her knickers and they ran to class. Shenae picked herself up off the floor wiping all the juices off of her and ran as fast as she could to her lesson.
By the time she had reached their class room door it was closed and when it was closed it meant you were in trouble. She knocked lightly.
She nervously turned the handle and tiptoed into the classroom.
Mrs Liu glanced at her for a moment and then turned back to the class, continuing with her instructions of how to complete their science project. Shenae stood still after she closed the door and stared at her feet. After a few seconds she couldn't help herself and glanced up towards where Ashley was sat and saw her staring at her, smiling wickedly, Shenae's eyes darted back to the floor.
'...then after you've connected your Bunsen burners I want you all to consult your textbooks and follow the instructions to the letter but remember, this isn't a race and it's to be done as a team, Miss Swift you'll have to start yours off on your own while me and Miss Grimes discuss we she can't turn up to my lessons on time.'

Mrs Liu walked to her desk and sat behind it, motioning for Shenae to approach with her back to the class.
'Is there any point in me asking where you were Miss Grimes or are you still insistent upon your vow of silence?'
Shenae looked back anxiously at Ashley who shook her head slowly with a twisted smile, Shenae slowly turned back dejected and shook her head in silence.
'Very well,' Mrs Liu exclaimed, giving her thigh a firm slap and nodding towards her knee. 'Come on.'
Shenae meekly got to her feet and walked around the desk, she lifted her shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. She could sense that there wasn't much science being done. Reluctantly she reached her arms around her back and unclipped her bra, covering her small breasts with her right arm as she dropped her bra on top of her shirt. With her free hand she unzipped the side of her skirt and wriggled ever so slightly to allow it to slide slowly down her thighs and drop onto her feet. She couldn't help but give Mrs Liu a quick glance to see if she had suddenly changed her entire viewpoint on how to give a spanking but was saddened to learn that the knickers would have to come off. As she grabbed the waistband, she had to bend at the knee to pull them down over her feet, then as the shoes and socks came off one by one, she was entirely naked before the entire class once again.
The grip of Mrs Liu's hand felt so strong as it propelled her arm and her body forward, she collapsed over her knee and soon felt a sharp pain on her backside. Shenae leaned to the side to try and angle her bottom away but felt Mrs Liu's hand grab her own and pin it to her back, holding her firmly in place. She felt another sting on her right butt cheek, then to her left. Within twenty seconds her bottom had been struck fifty times and felt like it was on fire. It was all she could do not to scream at the top of her lungs but she didn't want to give any of her classmates the satisfaction.
'if you want to be a silly little girl and stop speaking then that's fine by me Miss Grimes but if it affects your school work you will be punished. And how many times have I had to smack your naughty bottom for turning up late? I want you outside my door ten minutes before the lessons begin from now on, is that clear young lady?'
Shenae nodded frantically, as her eyes began to well up.
A glass smashed on the floor.
Shenae's heart leapt at as Mrs Liu's hand stopped hitting her very sore bottom. As she got to her feet she propelled Shenae into the air, landing her on the balls of her feet, where she was pushed gently out of the way as Mrs Liu marched over to where the glass had broken.
'What has happened here?'
As Shenae rubbed her bottom softly, unsure over whether to put her clothes back on her not, she overheard Kristen Stewart and Emma Watson explaining that it had been an accident, that Emma had been passing it to Kristen when it had slipped out of her fingers. Mrs Liu fetched a dustpan and brush and spent the next few minutes ensuring that there wasn't any glass remaining.
'I'm afraid that's the best I can manage, I'll let the cleaners know what happened, don't worry about it girls. Everyone get back to work.'
Much to the relief of Emma and Kristen, Mrs Liu turned and sat back at her desk, failing to acknowledge Shenae. After a few seconds she looked up at her from her papers.
'What are you doing Miss Grimes? Waiting for another? Put your clothes back on and go and help Taylor.'

A few minutes later, she approached the joint desk she shared with her only friend Taylor Swift, who wasted no time in voicing her disapproval.
'I know what you're going to say Shenae but I have to say it,' she whispered, 'you've got to tell Mrs Liu what's going on, she'll help you!'
Shenae shook her head fearfully, glancing at Ashley who was concentrating on her work.
'I might have to if you don't'
Shenae grabbed a piece of paper and wrote something down, thrusting it towards her.
Don't say anything, Mrs Liu thinks Ashley is a saint and she won't believe a word I say, just let it go.
'But you can't go on like this, you have to tell someone! What about Mrs Loughlin or Mrs Garth?'
Just drop it, no one can know about this, you're not even supposed to.
'I have to tell her.'
If you do, we're no longer friends.
The rest of the lesson was very tense between Taylor and Shenae, who were usually devoted to each other. Before Shenae had been forced into becoming Ashley's bitch the pair had briefly been lovers and had been hoping to develop their relationship further before Shenae had broken it off.
When the lesson came to an end, Taylor gathered her books and left the classroom without even looking at Mrs Liu, much to Shenae's relief. She started packing away her things when Mrs Liu called her over, as she did Ashley approached her desk and picked up a couple of screwed up bits of paper that had conquered her curiousity throughout the lesson. She looked slightly taken aback for a moment as she read them and then quickly left the room solely to Mrs Liu and Shenae.
'Get under the desk and get to work Shenae, you're losing half of your dinner today.'
Shenae dropped to her knee's and crawled under the desk where she saw that Mrs Liu had already removed her underwear, she crawled closer to her and placed her head between her thighs while Mrs Liu resumed marking papers.

'Hey Taylor wait up!' Ashley shouted down the hall as she ran after her, Taylor sped her walking pace. 'Where are you going?'
'No where,' Taylor lied, having every intention to go and see principle Diaz.
'Hey, Selena, Vanessa! Over here!' Ashley shouted across the large hall as they exited their separate classrooms. Selena was accompanied by Miley, her annoying friend from class.
'Hey Ashley,' Selena greeted, 'what's that loser doing here?'
Selena looked at Taylor with disdain, as though she were something unwanted found on the soul of her shoe. Taylor looked taken aback.
'I've decided to let her join the group,' Ashley announced.
'What!?' Selena shrieked, loud enough to warrant stern looks of anger from nearby teachers. 'I've been trying to get Miley approved for months!'
'They can both have a chance to prove themselves,' Ashley explained, giving into Selena. She really needed to stop enabling her bossiness, she was four years younger than her, she was lucky it wasn't her who was the bitch. Ashley made a mental note to give her a spanking tonight when they got home, before she would make Vanessa eat her pussy.
'So, Taylor, what do you think?' Ashley turned back to her, 'You want in?'
Taylor paused for a moment, perhaps this was the alternative. This could be the solution that she needed, she could join the gang and convince Ashley to turn her attentions away from Shenae.
'Ok, sure.' She answered eagerly.
Ashley turned and led them out of the hall careful not to be seen by any of the teachers. They stealthily made their way into the old sports hall that was out of order for the second time that day. She instructed Miley and Taylor to sit down on bench, they were both reluctant because it looked so wet, but Ashley assured them it was just water.
'So, girls, here's the thing. There's only room for one of you,' the girls looked at each other anxiously 'and i've decided that after ten minutes, whoever has the reddest cheeks and a mouthful of the girls juices is in the gang and the other is going to become our second bitch. Begin!'
The instructions were finished so abruptly that neither girl reacted straight away. Miley was the first to her feet and in the silence of the atmosphere she slowly approached taylor and grabbed her polo shirt, tugging it upwards. Taylor immediately stopped her and got to her feet, she grabbed hold of Miley's waist and pushed her backwards. Miley advanced one more and tried grabbing at her head.
'Get off me you bitch!' Taylor snapped and slapped Miley across the face. Miley, staggered backwards and then groaned as Taylor tackled her to the floor, sitting on her chest she pinned her arms to the floor, and quickly slapped her across the face once more.
'Taylor,' Ashley interrupted, 'those are the wrong cheeks.'
Taylor paused for a moment and then twisted her knee's that were constricted Mileys sides so that her body moved onto her side, Taylor then leant back and started to smack Miley's skirt covered bottom repeatedly.
'Are you going to let that bitch do that to your friend?' Ashley asked Selena, surprised and then turned to Vanessa with the same expression.
The two girls looked at each other and then ran over to Taylor, Vanessa grabbed her by the waist and pulled her off Miley, dragging her onto the floor. She wrapped her arms and legs around Taylor's so she couldn't move and her back was rested against her chest. Selena ripped off her skirt and knickers leaving her bottom have exposed, with Vanessa forcing her legs wide and spread.Selena then grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head as Vanessa held her arms high in the air and then pinned her down once more as Selena unclipped her bra.
'No! Ashley!' Taylor screamed.
'You said it was one against one!' she cried as Vanessa turned her body onto her side, Selena and Vanessa both had her pinned to the floor now, laid naked but for her shoes on her front, while Miley smacked her bare bottom as hard as she could.
'No actually I didn't'
Ashley sat and watched while she ate her dinner as her friends each took it in turns to spank Taylor, when her bottom was fully red they each rubbed her face on their pussies until she agreed to lick them out. Eventually, Taylor gave in, and for the remainder of the break they sat on the bench eating their food while Taylor pleasured them each in turn and Ashley lectured her on her rules and obligations to being their bitch.
Selena and Miley escorted Taylor out of the room after she had made what repairs she could to her clothes. Ashley and Vanessa however remained at Ashley's orders.
'I wasn't impressed with Miley.'
'I like her,' Vanessa offered.
'I don't but Selena does. But she needs to learn that our members reflect our group and Miley was very weak. I've decided that you can have Miley, she's above Taylor and Shenae but she still a bitch.'
'Oh thank you Ash!' Vanessa screamed joyfully, hugging her friend, they kissed each other passionately. Ashley looked at the clock and decided with ten minutes left, she had time. She sat down and much to Vanessa's disapointment, made her lick her out.

The next lesson passed without any incident, during which Shenae learned that Taylor had suffered the same fate as her, she wasn't sure whether to be pleased or horrified about it, but as neither could talk she couldn't relay and feelings toward her anway. After the lesson, they followed Ashley out of the classroom carrying her belongings to meet up with Selena, Vanessa and Miley who was unaware of her position within the group. They sat down at the side of the hall and listened to the three girls talk.
'She's a real teachers pet Ashley,' Vanessa begged her, 'please, I hate her.'
'She seems ok to me, I always liked her.' Ashley remarked.
'Oh please! I'd love to make her my bitch.'
'You already have a bitch.'
'What!?' Selena shouted, causing a stir once more by the teachers. 'Who's her bitch?'
'Miley's my bitch,' Vanessa gloated, much to the shock of Miley.
'What?' Miley croaked.
'Shut up bitch, I didn't say you could speak.' Vanessa snapped.
'That wasn't what we agreed!' Selena hissed outraged.
'Shut up Selena, this isn't a democracy.' Ashley warned her. 'You can't have her Vanessa but I will give her to Selena and she might let you use her.'
Vanessa and Selena both sat silently, angry at this decision. Though Selena was at least excited about gaining her own bitch, especially since it was Hayden Panetierre.
'Taylor,' Ashley turned to her, 'I want you to lure Hayden into the toilets after the rest of us are in. Is that understood?'
'Yes what?'
'Yes Master.'
After they left, Taylor walked over to Hayden who was sat in a corner reading a book.
'Hey Hayden.'
'What do you want?' Hayden asked annoyed.
Mrs Liu told me to ask you to help me with my skirt because i've ripped it,' Taylor showed her the tear in her skirt, 'she said to get you to tie it in not for me because I can't reach.'
'You're joking?' Hayden replied.
'No, honest.'
'Get someone else to do it,' Hayen demanded, resuming her book.
'I can't, Mrs Liu specifically said you and I'm not going to argue with her, so unless you want to go and talk to her about it, I suggest you follow me to the toilet so we can get it over with.'
Hayden thought about it for a moment and decided that it was an inconvenience she could tolerate to avoid getting a spanking from one of the notoriously strictest teachers.
As Taylor entered the toilet first she wasn't surprised to see Vanessa and Selena stood on either side of the door, they allowed her to enter unscathed. As Hayden came through the door, they grabbed her covering her mouth and dragged her into a cublicle where Miley was stood waiting and they locked the door. Soon after she heard very loud slapping noises.
'Watch the door Taylor, if anyone comes whistle loudly.' Selena yelled from inside the cubicle.
She could hear Ashley moaning from within another cublicle and assumed that Shenae was going down on her. She took solace in the fact that it wasn't her on her knees.
Near the end of break time, Hayden exited the cubicle followed by a very happy looking Selena and Vanessa, and Miley was the last to leave, Taylor saw her wiping her mouth with disgust. Seconds later, Ashley came out followed by Shenae.
'It's last lesson now, so I'll see you all in the playground tomorrow morning, Shenae, Taylor, you can split any homework I have between you.'
They watched her leave the room, followed by Selena, Miley and Vanessa after they had given their own instructions out. Taylor was also required to do Miley's homework.
Hayden, Shenae and Taylor all stood silently, not knowing what to say before they left for their own class.