Jenny Goes Back to School

By Brummie

The Start of the Adventure.

Hot steaming water cascaded over the blondes head and on down soaking her spectacularly athletic body. Harsh rays of morning sunlight shone in through the bathroom window highlighting every peak and trough emphasising her amazing muscular physique. Humming tunelessly she lathered up the scented soap then began applying it to her upper body. Smoothly her hands stroked over her softly tanned skin until most of her torso was covered in bubbles then she lathered up the soap again and applied it to the two areas she’d so far avoided. The soft pliant flesh of her giant breasts moved under her grasping hands filling her with a flash of sensual pleasure. She hadn’t meant to but the feeling in her breasts quickly overrode her sensible brain and she intensified the manipulation of her mammaries. Her fingers sank deeply into her mounds until the soft flesh bulged out between her digits. For a minute she stroked her tits circling them round and round then emitted a deep grown as she grasped both erect nipples and squeezed them painfully hard. Gripping her tit peaks firmly she stretched them out obscenely far and twirled them vigorously. She was close now to her peak and if she had more time she’d have stopped, cooled her ardour and then started again extending the pleasure for as long as she could but today she had an important appointment so she stroked one hand down her six-pack stomach over her hairless pubis and gripped her pussy. Two long fingers surged inside her vagina and began pumping in and out while her palm rubbed over her erect clit. Many men and women had enjoyed her charms and she recalled a few as she dreamily masturbated. A picture of Franky the dwarf entered her mind. Once they had been tied together, both naked, and he’d taken full advantage of her helpless position to feast on her breasts and rub his big cock across her clit until with a mutual groan they’d orgasmed together. Another time she’d been tied to an A-frame and liberally dosed with the aphrodisiac ‘Lust’. Many more images flashed across her mind. In a disturbing number of them she was tied, shackled or cuffed whilst cocks, fingers and tongues of every size and colour penetrated her mouth, pussy or ass.

Within seconds her body began to tremble as her orgasm built. Speeding up her fingers she vigorously stimulated her engorged pussy whilst her other hand tortured her tit until with a long drawn out moan her loins erupted in a blossoming explosion of exquisite pleasure. Her fingers slowed drawing out her gratification. Eventually she sighed deeply then finished her shower and moved to dry herself and get dressed.

She first fastened a snow white suspender belt around her hips then sitting on the side of her bed drew silky nylon stockings up her long legs and snapped the clips to hold them up. Next a tiny silken pair of white thong panties were settled about her loins rubbing delightfully over her still energized pussy and finally she snuggled her breasts into a bra that strained to hold their bulging weight in check. Standing she stood before a full length mirror and studied herself. A half-smile played about her lips at the sight of her underwear clad body. Sighing she realised she still had to go to work. There just remained the rest of her clothes especially selected for her mission. They were far from what she would normally wear but the mission came first so she finished dressing.

Chapter One - Jenny Meets Roland.

Special Agent Jenny Richards shivered with apprehension as she stared at the ominous building. It was a typical Georgian London town house that had been repurposed to house the Arab embassy.

She was well aware that certain countries had a unique interpretation of basic human rights especially when it came to women and that as soon as she crossed the Embassy threshold she would technically be on foreign soil and therefore subject to their laws. Accompanying her was her controller for this mission Kenton Weaver. Weaver was a typical example of the services university intake. He spoke with a clipped upper class accent and constantly acted in an aloof superior manner toward her. Behind his back most of the office called him a toffee nosed git. Additionally she felt a little nervous and wary of him having heard vague rumours about his dubious attitude and behaviour toward his female colleagues.

Aware of their host’s sensibilities Jenny had worn a long skirt and a head scarf holding back her luxuriant blonde hair. Rarely had she ventured out showing less flesh.

Together the two British agents entered the building under the watchful eyes of multiple gun toting guards which seemed a bit excessive even paranoid to her. After a careful check of their ID cards and a detailed search of their bags they were given a guide who with a perfunctory even rude gesture directed them to follow him. Jenny's feeling of foreboding grew as they entered deeper into the Embassy. Everyone they passed stared at them warily their dark eyes and dour expressions indicating at best a deep suspicion and resentment of foreigners and at worst naked hatred. Eventually they were shown into a small conference room. They sat and waited fully expecting to be kept cooling their heels to give their hosts some sort of psychological advantage but were pleasantly surprised when after only a couple of minutes the door opened once more.

Into the room came two people. Jenny was shocked to see the first was a woman who led her male companion. This was most unusual but explained when the woman sat and the man made the introductions. He was a typical Arabic male. Medium height and slim wearing a dark western suit, pristine white shirt and good school tie. His features were quintessential Arab. Jet black combed back hair, large hooked nose, dark tanned skin and thickish lips. It was his eyes however that marked him out from his fellows. Dark even black, brooding and hard to the point of cruelty showing not an iota of mercy.

Indicating the woman he introduced her as The Princess Salisha Al Alkab. This explained her leading him in. Salisha was the first born of the country’s current ruler Sheik Al Alkab and rumoured to be the apple of his eye. He then gave his own name as First Secretary Nasir Bin Suleiman.

'Mr. Weaver' he began ignoring Jenny entirely 'to summarise, you have been summoned here as your Home Secretary offered the services of MI6 if we were ever in need. The Sheik, may his highness live forever, has been persuaded that the Light of his Life should attend a finishing school in your country. It seems however that the Head of the school selected objects to the Princess attending with a squad of bodyguards and the Sheik will not allow her out in public without protection. We have compromised by agreeing to Princess Salisha being accompanied by an experienced MI6 operative incognito as a fellow pupil. The bodyguards will be stationed nearby but not inside the school grounds.

Weaver nodded and said 'Thank you Mr Suleiman. We have selected an operative for this prestigious task, may I introduce Special Agent Jenny Richards.'

Both men looked at Jenny. Rarely had she felt so like an exhibit at the zoo. They studied her both looking down their noses, Weaver because of his upper class upbringing imbuing him with an inbuilt superiority complex and Suleiman because of his races innate disregard for women in general and foreigners in particular. Despite this however one glance of her demure blue eyes and both men found themselves falling under the blonde agent's spell as few men could resist her unadulterated feminine charms. Her shear sexual allure, giant breasts, panther like grace and elfin beauty had already started to work making both men slightly uncomfortable in the trouser department.

Weaver recovered first and said 'I'm sure Agent Richards can perform the service you require sir and you can be confident she will keep the Princess safe from any threat she is likely to face.'

Suleiman gave him a haughty look feeling this upper class twit was speaking down to him like some colonial conqueror from the past.

Jenny felt the First Secretaries hackles rising and wished Weaver would just shut his aristocratic gob but he carried on. 'Our Secret Service is commonly admitted to be the best in the world so we should be able to protect one young girl at school. We have developed not only our procedures but our communications, fighting skills and numerous gadgets and devices. For instance a superior tracking device ...'

As the words left his mouth the Princess sprang out of her chair exclaiming 'No, no tracking devices,'

Everyone turned to look at her surprised at her outburst.

'But why?' asked Weaver 'she has one on her now, its standard kit and shouldn't cause a problem.'

The girl appeared flustered then replied 'Err ... because if it was discovered it would give the game away.'

Weaver gave a dismissive guffaw which only served to agitate the Arabs even more.

'Please Mr Weaver allow me to consult with the Princess so we may alleviate this conflict' said Suleiman. The two moved away and conversed in quiet Arabic then returned. 'The Princess has offered a compromise. If a search of your operative fails to find the device then she may use it during the mission.' Weaver seemed to give this some thought then agreed when Suleiman continued '... also I will have 15 minutes to interrogate her to try to discover its location.'

'What do you mean interrogate?' queried Weaver warily.

'Simple. I will try to persuade her to reveal the device's location. I promise that I will inflict no pain during the inquiry.'

'A moment please' said Weaver who nodded for Jenny to follow him. At the other end of the room they conversed in whispers. 'You do have the device on you don't you?'

'Yes Sir, usual place in the heal of my shoe.'

'O.K. well I don't see why we shouldn't agree to the test in fact we may learn something of their search and interrogation techniques so I expect you to co-operate fully and obviously resist his cross-examination and under no circumstances reveal the devices hiding place. It would be most embarrassing if we allowed these foreign types to get the better of us.'

Jenny cringed at Weavers casual racism but nodded her agreement.

While this conversation was taking place at the other end of the room Salisha and Suleiman were also talking. 'I find the Ajnabi (Derogatory for Non-Arab speaker) most annoying. It would please me greatly if you could find a way to teach these condescending foreigners a lesson and humiliate one or other of them.' Suleiman smiled nastily showing large white teeth and bowed his obedience acting the part of the evil Vizier.

Once back together Weaver indicated their agreement to the compromise and Jenny stood waiting nervously. She had some experience being subjected to pat downs, body searches and intimate probing’s from numerous uniformed jobsworths such as Airport Security, Railway Ticket Inspectors and cinema ushers.

Suleiman studied the buxom blonde relishing the thoughts running through his mind. Inside he felt his excitement growing. Finally he said 'Please hand me your headscarf.'

Jenny’s long blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulders as it was freed from the constraining silk scarf. Suleiman studied it casually then tossing it aside said 'please to hand me your jacket.'

Jenny shrugged the short jacket off and handed it to him and watched as he closely examined the garment feeling the seams and collar and turning the pockets inside out. Seemingly satisfied there was no WMD's secreted in the coat he laid it aside and turned back to face her. 'Shirt' he said holding out his hand.

Jenny blanched. She'd hardly expected to have to strip down and turned to Weaver looking for him to object. He thought for a few seconds then simply shrugged helplessly. It had occurred to him that they needed to co-operate with their colleagues but also he was intrigued as to how far this search might go.

Jenny frowned, sighed with resignation and slowly unbuttoned her white blouse from top to bottom. Pulling the shirt tails from her belt she slid it down her arms and passed it across. Suleiman stood mesmerised by the sight of the woman. Her softly tanned torso, flat muscled stomach and slim waist aroused his interest and her white bra seemed to be packed to overflowing with copious amounts of soft pink breast flesh. He felt the cotton blouse still warm from her body then discarded it.

Jenny fidgeted already regretting her agreement. She could feel the gaze of each of the others on her body.

'Skirt' intoned Suleiman coldly.

Jenny knew she wasn't going to get any sympathy from Weaver so meekly undid her belt and slid down the side zip. The men stared open mouthed as slowly the busty blonde lowered her skirt over her plump butt and down her long athletic legs. She handed over the skirt and stood waiting. The room was silent. Suleiman stood absently holding the skirt while stared at the sight before him. Jenny stirred uneasily under the hot gaze of the two men as they took in the blonde in her ample bra, stretched pants, nylon stockings and suspender belt.

From her chair Salisha looked on happily noting the blonde’s embarrassment but also feeling an unexpected stirring in her loins. Never before had the sight of a woman’s body ignited any feelings within her.

Suleiman shook himself and after a perfunctory exam tossed aside the blondes skirt. 'Shoes' he demanded.

Jenny apprehensively slipped off her shoes hoping he wouldn't detect the detachable heal and the tracking device within. Again Suleiman studied them and he felt the slight seam in the left heal. He already knew where the device was but he wasn't going to let on he knew not when he was no were near completing his humiliation of the foreigners. Putting her shoes aside he stared brazenly at the busty blonde agent in nothing but her underwear. Jenny could almost feel his gaze boring into her nakedness. Slowly he walked round her. He had admired her front with her bulging breasts, flat stomach, cotton covered pussy and splendid athletic legs and he was equally pleased with her reverse view. A long muscular back and wonderful nylon covered legs were impressive but to him all of her obvious assets were surpassed by her superb plump ass. It was all he could do not to fall to his knees and bury his face between her fleshy butt cheeks especially as she was wearing thong panties leaving her buttocks as good as naked.

Returning to stand before the blushing blond he uttered the word Jenny was dreading. 'Brassier.'

Her wide eyes stared pleadingly back at the First Secretary but she saw not an iota of mercy or pity in their black depths. Slipping the clasp the blond agent slipped the bra straps from her shoulders and using one arm to cover her modesty dragged the garment down her arms and off. Suleiman took it while trying to spot glimpses of the woman’s breasts. Not too difficult a task as her arms could only cover half of her monumental quivering assets at one time and even the slightest movement revealed a glimpse of dark brown areolas.

Suleiman barely bothered to check the bra before tossing it aside, he could hardly wait to get to the next step.

The British agent gulped when he said pointing 'and finally the panties.'

It occurred at this point as it often did in situations like this that it was happening to her yet again. How was it she thought that she found herself in these predicaments when other female agents she'd spoken to claimed never to have been routinely stripped naked on any mission they'd ever been on.

Using one arm to cover her bulging tits she awkwardly used the other to slowly lower her panties. Getting them as far down as her knees she shyly placed her hand over her hairless pussy and shimmied the panties the rest of the way to her feet. Stepping out of them she kicked them across to Suleiman.

Smiling widely Suleiman gazed contentedly at the blonde’s naked body increasing her embarrassment until her cheeks turned pink. It didn't help that Weaver was staring just as intently at her his eyes running up and down burning into her bare flesh. 'Our search has failed to discover the device' said Suleiman 'so I will now interrogate the prisoner ... err I mean the operative. We commonly use various psychological techniques. The first we have already achieved with the agents nakedness. The next is to arouse her body.'

Both Jenny and Weaver hearing this stared wide eyed at him but for entirely different reasons.

'Explain please' said Weaver a slight tremor of excitement in his voice.

Suleiman’s smile widened even more. 'We have discovered that aroused nerve endings are much more sensitive to excruciating agony and torture of all kinds. The human nervous system goes into overdrive transmitting signals to the brain when aroused be they of a sexual nature or agonising torment.'

'But you said there wouldn't be any pain' exclaimed Jenny her face showing genuine alarm.

'And I am a man of my word Agent Richards. I will not subject your splendid body to any more than mild discomfort during my investigation. I hope that soothes your fears.'

Jenny nodded very reluctantly while wondering if the heavy ball of excitement beginning to form in her stomach was due to fear and suspense or a twisted sexual thrill.

'Very well. To that end I shall summon two of my men skilled in such matters so they may prepare you for the final phase.'

Hearing this it was Weaver this time who jumped to his feet to object.

Suleiman stared at him quizzically. 'You object to this Mr. Weaver?'

'I most certainly do. I'm not having my agent pawed and mauled by your goons.'

The First Secretary smiled even more. A delicious idea had just occurred to him that could be even more humiliating for the foreigners. 'Very well Mr. Weaver what say we ask the young lady to make the choice.' Turning to Jenny he said in his best oily diplomats voice 'so tell me Agent Richards would you prefer to abandon the mission, or do I call in my men ... ' he hesitated then said smirking ' ... or would you be prepared to allow Mr. Weaver to perform the task required?'

Jenny stared open mouthed at him then at Weaver. She was caught between a rock and a hard place with an almost impossible decision. It took her a few seconds to realise there could only be one choice. It was out of the question for her to abandon the mission and she shuddered at the thought of being molested by two swarthy Arabs. In a small quiet voice she replied 'I select Mr. Weaver.'

Kelvin Weaver gulped and felt his heart miss a beat at the blonde’s words. He, like every other male in the service knew about Jenny Richards. Their eyes invariably followed her every time she moved studying her jiggling butt cheeks and giant shimmying breasts. Her athletic figure attracted their entranced gaze as each imagined her lush naked body sweating under them as they made glorious love.

Suleiman broke the silence. 'Mr. Weaver, I trust you understand what is required of you. I will be gone for about five minutes to acquire some equipment. When I return I expect to see your operative in a state of arousal. The Princess will no doubt see to it that you do a diligent and thorough job if not I may need to complete your task myself. Please begin.'

In a trance Weaver stood and moved to stand behind Jenny. She froze until he took her arms and gently moved them to her sides exposing her naked charms to the two Arabs. Everyone in the room was holding their breath then he laid his hands on her shoulders. Maddeningly slowly he stroked downward until his palms rested on her breasts. Jenny sighed with confusion mixed with excitement as he softly squeezed her flesh.

Weaver felt utter elation. Her breasts were soft and velvet smooth in his hands as he molested her. He circled his hands clutching her warm pliant flesh in his palms. Slowly her areolas became swollen and her nipples erected. Jenny moaned quietly as her boss caressed her tits. She offered no resistance as her body writhed with pleasure in spite of herself. Suddenly his fingers sank deeply into her pillow like breasts drawing an extra loud moan from her.

Suleiman smirked as her boss fondled Jenny's monster tits. Weaver felt the blonde’s delectable tender warm skin under his febrile grasp. Her body trembled with arousal and her nipples erected She blushed as her boss molested her tits and although she felt deeply embarrassed by the unusual circumstances she realised that he was being surprisingly gentle. She could hardly remember the last time a lover/molester/rapist hadn't treated her tits like bread dough that needed to be mauled, slapped and mangled and Weaver seemed to be doing his best not to treat her like a piece of meat. She felt his cheek against hers as he pressed his body close to hers peering down over her shoulder. Mesmerised he watched his hands caressing her magnificent mammaries.

Suleiman left on his errand. Jenny felt her tits becoming warmer as Weavers stroking hands made her soft breasts even more sensitive. He whispered in her ear 'I'm so sorry for this.' Hs voice might have sounded sorry but it didn't stop his hands, they kept on massaging her giant boobs. For her part her embarrassment was compounded by the watching eyes of the Princess who stared at her contemptuously while her body reacted to the wonderful stimulus especially when he gently twirled her growing nipples.

Her mind filling with arousal Jenny lost track of time. Suddenly one of Weavers hands left her tit and quickly stroked down her flat muscled stomach. Before she could stop him he cupped her naked hairless pussy and squeezed. The blonde British agent groaned as her loins filled with pleasure which only grew as Weavers middle finger rubbed round and round her rapidly erecting clitoris.

Jenny glanced again at the princess. Her expression had changed to one of intense interest and even envy. Weaver thrust his finger deeper into the busty blonde’s moist vagina making her groan. The princess noticed Jenny was looking at her and embarrassed at being caught quickly changed her expression back to the haughty contempt she'd been showing before.

Suleiman stood by the open door watching the woman’s splendid body shudder as her boss groped her tits and invade her vagina with a long finger. She was beginning to writhe in his grasp as if her climax might be imminent and that was the last thing he wanted. Entering the conference room he slammed down on the table top a black satin draw string bag. It must have contained something quite hard as the noise echoed breaking the concentration of the man and woman who sprang apart guiltily. Smirking he spoke to the Princess who said just a few short guttural words.

'The Princess informs me that you have been very, how do you say, tender and considerate toward your companion, and so very diligent in your work. Well that's not good enough for my purposes. Please stand behind the young lady and hold her arms. Weaver still in a trance from caressing the blonde’s tits and pussy did as he was ordered. Jenny twitched her building orgasm still firing in her loins as the Arab stepped in to face her. He cupped her huge right tit in his left hand then brought his right hand down slapping her tit hard. Jenny gasped as the unexpected pain shot through her tit. She would have reared back but she was helpless in Weavers grasp.

The Arab smirked saying 'Had we more time I would show you how we treat wanton women in my country but we don't so this small demonstration will have to suffice.'

Again and again Suleiman spanked her tit the flesh rippling until she cried out. 'Hey, no pain, no pain you said.'

'Pain Agent Richards. This isn't pain, this is, how you say, just foreplay' and continued slapping her tit until it turned a dark pink its peak looking sore and now fully erect and hypersensitive. Switching he began working on her other tit. Jenny struggled but Weaver held her Immobile while the slapping sounds echoing round the room. Suleiman had a huge area of tit flesh to aim for so he continued trying to ensure every inch received an equal amount of skin reddening attention.

The tit torture stopped and the room fell silent apart from the blondes quiet moans her tits burning from the slapping treatment they'd received. Suleiman plainly hadn't finished with the blonde. 'Please spread your legs Agent Richards.'

Jenny stared at him shocked and didn't move. Suleiman nodded to Weaver who intrigued and excited inserted his foot between the blondes ankles and nudged them until they were two feet apart. Suleiman quickly stepped forward and Jenny gasped as his right hand cupped her naked pubis. His hand felt the heat in her aroused loins and his fingers felt her engorged pussy lips. His face was almost touching hers so she could feel his breath on her cheek. He slid a finger deep into her moist pussy watching intently the expression on her face. The busty British agent tried desperately to maintain a poker face trying desperately to deny him the slightest triumph but she couldn't control her eyes. He could plainly see the outrage in them as he swirled his finger around the walls of her cunt pressing harder to invade her body as deeply as he could.

The huge titted British agent stiffened and tried her best to ignore the man intimately touching her pussy. Suleiman realised what she was doing, the female version of the British stiff upper lip but he had the answer to that.

The Arab drew back his hand and slapped Jenny’s pussy. The blonde jerked with shock. Weaver held her shuddering body hard stopping her collapsing to the floor. With a smirk Suleiman drew back his hand once more. Weaver felt his stomach tighten as he gripped the blonde harder. Jenny held her breath. The seconds passed then Suleiman slapped her pussy again.

Suleiman had intended just to humiliate the blonde and her handler but her phenomenal body and sexuality had enflamed his ardour. Time and again he spanked Jenny’s hairless pussy then he switched back to her reddened hot tits and laughing gleefully spanked them again. He switched from tit to tit to pussy to tit. Jenny writhed but she couldn't break Weavers grip so the slapping continued to echo round the room accompanied by her groans, his joy and Weavers shameful enjoyment of her predicament.

Suleiman stopped tormenting the blonde agent. Looking deep into her aroused eyes he rasped 'Prey you never fall into my hands again Agent Richards or this will seem like a lover’s tender caress.' Smiling widely he moved on to the next phase of his plan to shame the foreigners. He grabbed a nearby tubular steel chair and jammed the back against the narrow end of the conference room table then he grabbed Jenny who didn't offer any resistance and manoeuvred her to sit on the chair the wrong way round with her front pressed against the chairs back and her thighs spread wide. From his pocket he took a roll of duct tape and peeling off a goodly length gave it to Weaver. He peeled off a length for himself then ordered 'fix woman to chair.'

A mesmerised Jenny offered no resistance as the two men used the tape to bind her arms down the chair back side tubes. She watched in an erotic trance then looking at Weaver she saw not regret but excitement in his eyes as he and Suleiman used more tape to bind her tightly. Once the men had finished securing the blond to their satisfaction Suleiman grabbed her hair and jerked her head back hard enough to elicit a gasping ‘ouch’. He, none too gently, inserted his hand between her chest and the chair and grabbed her left tit. Gripping her tender flesh he hoisted the giant boob upward. He did the same to Jenny’s other tit and released her hair leaving her with both well spanked breasts draped over the chair back and hanging down to rest heavily on the table top.

'Well Agent Richards, are you ready to reveal the tracking devices location yet?' said Suleiman.

Jenny felt rotten from her throbbing tits and restrained arms but not nearly bad enough to submit yet. Sweetly she replied 'You'll have to do a lot better than this Mr. Secretary if you think this would break a British agent, and look you only have five minutes remaining.'

Suleiman smiled nastily saying 'That's First Secretary and if you won't answer my question perhaps you'll answer one asked by my friend Roland.' With that he grabbed the black bag he'd banged down on the table and from it pulled out a large glass jar. Almost before Jenny could react he slid the bag over her head. Pulling hard he drew the string tight enough to stop her shaking it off then tied it in a knot. Jenny shook her head violently shouting out in surprise. The velvet was soft but dense so allowed not a chink of light to penetrate leaving her completely blind.

Slowly her panic abated. As an agent she had been given training in interrogation techniques so she gradually realised that the stripping naked, bondage and blindfolding were nothing more than attempts to leave her psychologically vulnerable to Suleiman’s cross examination. There was something though that was worrying her. Just before Suleiman had slid the bag over her head she'd glanced the contents of the jar.

The Arab placed his head close to Jenny’s and in a nasty whisper said 'Yes Agent Richards Roland is my pet rat. Now I promised not to inflict any pain on you but I'm not so sure about Roland. You see he hasn't been fed for a number of days and likes nothing better than nibbling on tender white flesh.'

In Jenny's mind she recalled the glance she'd caught of the jars contents. It was a big grey rat but her fevered imagination turned it into a dirty straggly looking sewer rat, red eyed, sharp clawed and rearing up scrabbling desperately to escape its captivity in order to assuage its hunger.

Jenny stiffened. In the darkness she heard the top of the jar being unscrewed quickly followed by the skittering sound of tiny claws scrabbling to get a grip on the shiny table top. She tugged hard frantically trying to free herself but the two men had done too good a job of securing her to the chair and there was absolutely no give in the duct tape.

The scrabbling drew nearer and her panic grew. Surely Weaver wouldn't allow her to come to harm but maybe he was being held against his will or more likely he was just mesmerised by the rats approach. Suddenly the skittering stopped and something clamped down on her giant puffy areola. Pain shot through the peak of her tit like it was being bitten. Her tit was pulled this way then that increasing the pain. Jenny could only imagine the rabid rodent using its giant front teeth to bite her tit as it tried to rip the peak off like a lump of meat.

The pulling and twisting intensified the pain in her tit which had already been tenderized by Suleiman’s spanking. Surely it could only be a few seconds before the rats gnawing incisors scissored right through her nipple.

Finally she broke sobbing and screaming out 'Ow, ow, please no more, get it off, I beg you get it off, the trackers in my shoe, it’s in my shoe. Oh, please make it stop.'

As quickly as the pain had started it ceased. Everyone fell silent until Jenny feeling her anger growing shouted out demanding to be freed. The draw string was untied and light flooded in as the hood was dragged off her head. Suleiman’s smirking face was the first thing she saw and she opened her mouth to rip a shred off him when she noticed the glass jar. Inside was not a rat but a picture of a rat. The glance she'd had wasn't enough for her to realise the rat wasn't real. So what had grabbed her tit? She stared down to see a pair of plyers in Suleiman’s hand and realised he'd used them to torture her breast flesh in the steel jaws squeezing, pulling and twisting her tenderised areolas and nipple. Jenny’s face reddened humiliated realising the Arab had completely deceiving her.

Still smiling Suleiman showed how he'd used his own fingernails to simulate the scrabbling of a rats claws on the table top as he said 'You have been fooled by your own worst enemy Agent Richards, your imagination and by this poor foreigner.' He smirked and continued 'You will be collected first thing tomorrow. Remember as our agreement stated you will take no gadgets or spying gizmos in your luggage or about your person. Please try to do better than you have managed today. The sheik is relying on you to protect his daughter.' With a snort of contempt he turned on his heal and he and the Princess left the British agents alone in humbled silence.

Eventually Weaver spoke 'Well that was a disaster agent Richards. It won't look good in the mission report or on your permanent record that you were fooled by such a simple trick. You not only gave away the devices location away but allowed the service to be humiliated by these foreigners. Forgiveness may not be an option.'

Jenny bowed her head mortified then in a small voice said 'Is it absolutely necessary for this to appear in the mission report?'

Weaver stared into her scared eyes and replied ' Agent Richards are you suggesting I falsify a mission report. Are you aware that I could lose my job if it was discovered?'

'I'd be very grateful' said Jenny hesitantly.

He stared at her musing weighing the possibilities then slyly said 'The price for my silence would be high Agent Richards. You realise I would be risking my own livelihood for the sake of saving your skin.

The naked blonde nodded hope of redemption springing in her breast. At least it was until she heard his terms. 'On the first weekend after the completion of the mission you will come to my house and from 7.00pm on Friday until 7.00am on the following Monday morning you will become my slave. You will dress how I say and obey my every command to the best of your ability and with enthusiasm. Do you agree?'

Jenny gulped. She knew that if she agreed she'd be placing herself at his mercy. He could demand almost any perversion and she'd have little choice but to acquiesce. But what choice did she have. 'I Agree' she replied reluctantly suddenly feeling a hot flush of excitement in the pit of her stomach.

Weaver smiled widely surprised she'd submitted so readily. Perhaps there was more he could squeeze out of this situation. Rising he dragged the chair Jenny was tied to away from the table. He stooped down until his face was level with hers then reached to cup her breast. Jenny stiffened but remained silent as he caressed her giant tit. It was the one Suleiman had used the plyers on and to be honest his touch felt quite nice. 'I think that the risk I'm taking deserves something on account he smirked and rising slid down the zipper on his trousers and fished out his already semi-erect cock.

Jenny felt the tip brush her lips and knew instantly what he wanted. She hesitated then resigned to her fate slowly opened her mouth. Almost bursting with joy Weaver looked down at the most beautiful face he'd ever seen just waiting for him. With a deep sigh of pleasure he thrust his hips forward sliding his cock between her plump pink lips. The warm moisture of her mouth enveloped his shaft and to his amazement he felt her tongue swirl around his helmet. Humiliating though it was she reluctantly found this whole experience exciting and felt aroused and ablaze with passion.

Weaver stood eyes closed luxuriating in the sensations in his member. Her lips were clamped round his shaft as her head bobbed slowly back and forth while her tongue slavered across his purple cockhead. Under different circumstances he'd have done everything he could to prolong Jenny’s forced cock sucking, slipping out of her mouth when he felt an orgasm approaching so he could cool his ardour before allowing her to start again or press his cock deep into her throat and holding it still until she began to writhe and beg to be allowed to breathe but he was well aware that they were deep within the Arabic Embassy and could be disturbed at any moment. There was no telling what the consequences of discovery might be so he decided to help things along.

Jenny had also come to the same conclusion as Weaver which was why she was being so acquiescent and enthusiastic. She wanted to end this quickly because she was sure if they were caught in flagrante as it were it was she who would get the thin end of the whip perhaps literally.

Suddenly Weaver grabbed two fistfuls of long blonde hair and holding Jenny's head began to violently thrust his hips forcing his cock into her mouth and throat. He felt the act of fucking her face heightened his excitement to another level. Jenny moaned feeling the head of his cock being jammed into her throat. Her eyes watered tears dripping down her cheeks as he used her. His gripping hands began pulling on her head so it met his hips intensifying his thrill.

Bound to the chair Jenny was powerless to stop him. She had to find a way to bring this to an end. As he drew his cock back she clamped her teeth down at the base of his helmet. She felt so glad to hear him yelp with surprise then she licked hard across the base of his cockhead in her experience the most sensitive part of a man’s helmet. Next she sucked as hard as she could. He looked down at his cock in her mouth and met the final part of her plan. Jenny opened her big blue eyes wide and stared deep into his like a soppy puppy.

Weaver couldn’t resist the blonde’s doe like eyes. He groaned and came spurting rope after rope into the blondes sucking mouth. Jenny had to swallow his salty semen to stop herself from drowning. His hips jerked and jerked until he felt his insides were empty then he released her head sliding his cock out of her mouth.

Once he had recovered his wits he stooped beside her and peeled the duct tape from her arms freeing her from the restraint then they both redressed themselves. Eventually they were directed out of the building and returned to MI6 were they parted. Not a word passed between them.

Chapter Two - Jenny Goes to School

The car that arrived to collect her next morning was built like a tank. It was in fact bullet and mostly bomb proof and weighed in at over 4 tonnes. In addition it was accompanied by a black Escalade with blacked out windows containing four of the biggest ugliest guards Jenny had ever seen. Her luggage stowed in the trunk she climbed into the back seat. Already sat there was the Princess Salisha who turned to stare at her coldly.

'Good morning Princess' said Jenny smiling trying to lighten the dark mood but the Royal Princess was having none of it. For some reason Jenny felt she wasn't pleased to see her but as they'd originally asked for MI6 help she couldn't fathom why.

'Agent Richards' said the Princess coldly 'please remember your place.'

Jenny stared at her wide eyed. She had no idea the royal could speak English.

'You are here at our request and you will do only our bidding when we require it. We are not friends just class mates. You are to all intents and purposes my servant to do as you are told. Just remember one phone call and you will be removed from the mission and take whatever consequences that arise. Now do I make myself clear?'

Jenny could only nod dumbly somewhat shocked by the girls aloof attitude. The rest of the car ride passed in silence until they turned into the school gates. Behind them the black escalade stopped at the entrance like a vampire outside a home forbidden from entering until invited in. The limo car tires scrunched on the gravel of the drive way as they pulled up before the buildings imposing entrance. Alighting the two women stared at the school facade. Ten massive granite steps led up to giant lead bound oak doors. Over the doors was the name 'Saint Abigale’s Academy for Young Ladies.'

Awaiting their arrival stood the Headmistress, Mrs. Harriman a thin wasp of a woman with sharp eyes and features wearing an old fashioned twin set of heavy tweed. Her dark eyes stared at the two new, she nearly thought inmates but quickly changed it to cash cows. Having a Royal as a pupil could pay huge dividends in the future. 'You two girls follow me. Your luggage will be taken care of' and she turned to lead the way inside.

Jenny sprinted up the steps and impatiently waited at the top for the nonchalant Salisha to join her then they entered the school. The giant doors boomed shut ominously behind them. They entered the Headmistresses office to find her already sitting behind her desk her fingers steepled in front of her frowning face.

Mrs. Harriman studied the two young women who stood before her. The dark haired Princess stared back arrogantly well used to dealing with those she thought of as underlings. Jenny fidgeted under the woman’s hard gaze. The headmistress saw two splendid young girls dressed identically in the school uniform of red and black tartan, a blazer over plain white shirt, a skirt coming down to the knee and long white socks and black patent leather flat shoes.

In clipped tones she welcomed them to the school, went through the usual housekeeping items, their itinerary, meal times and rules etc. 'Finally' she said 'we come to one special provision. I should point out that St. Abigale’s prides itself on inspiring discipline in our charges. We employ a number of methods to ensure compliance including corporal punishment.'

She noticed Jenny looked shocked. 'Yes Miss Richards, spanking, the cane and even more stringent forms in the unlikely event they are needed. This however gives us a problem. We have been expressly forbidden from administering any form of punishment on the Princess.'

Salisha, Jenny noticed looked exceedingly smug at this point.

'So' continued the head we have come to a compromise. In the past other schools have encountered similar circumstances and they came up with an answer. Have you ever heard of a 'Whipping Boy' Miss Richards?

Jenny shook her head history not being one of her strong points. Academically she didn't really have a strong point except perhaps getting into trouble.

'The concept is simple. If the Prince, Princess or even King or Queen commit an offence and cannot be punished then a nominated classmate takes the punishment in their place. The theory being that the Royal, on seeing their companion being punished, will be motivated to behave in a more appropriate manner in the future.'

Jenny waited with baited breath almost certain she knew what was coming next.

'And you Miss Richards have been nominated. You will be Princess Salisha's 'Whipping Girl.'

The blonde British agent stood stunned with shock. She wanted to say something but she realised that any argument might give away her mission and Mrs. Harriman had been most emphatic about no body guards in the school grounds. If she suspected Jenny's role for a second she would be out on her ear. The silence stretched out. Jenny frantically thinking, Salisha smirking and Harriman watching them both.

Jenny jumped as there came a loud knock at the office door. 'Come' ordered Harriman tersely.

The girl who entered was dressed exactly as they were. She was of medium height and unusually muscular for a girl as if sports were her main pastime and not book learning. Her expression was haughty almost disdainful.

'This is Lucia the Headgirl and also my lieutenant, aide and deputy in all things. Lucia this is Princess Salisha and Miss Jenny Richards. Please show them to their room and to the Nurse for their medical check-up.'

They all left the Headmistresses office closing the door respectfully behind them. As they followed Lucia Jenny caught up and said 'Nurse?'

'Yes' replied Lucia. 'All new pupils must undergo a medical. The school would be liable if you suddenly dropped dead on the playing field so they're pretty paranoid about being seen to take the right precautions.'

This seemed reasonable to Jenny who remained silent for the rest of their walk. Salisha didn't seem pleased when it became evident she was expected to share a room with the English agent and descended if possible into an even worse mood. Once they'd unpacked they were collected and taken to the medical room. Jenny sat outside while Salisha went in.

The blonde agent stared around her. Read and reread the notices in the wall advising on eye care, ear wax treatment and a host of other conditions dealing with ladies things that most men would find frankly incredible and intensely embarrassing.

Inside the Nurses room Salisha was explaining the facts of life to the nurse, detailing Salisha's rank and her access to an SUV full of trained killers. Then with the crossing of palms with silver Salisha gave her final instruction. 'Good and hard remember, good and hard.'

As Jenny entered she noticed Salisha leaving with a broad smile on her face.

'Come in, come in' said the nurse impatiently. 'I am Nurse Cloris Dubois' she said in the faint foreign accent Jenny had already detected. She then proceeded to fire off a dozen quick questions. Name, age, (17 Jenny lied), blood group, etc., etc. then in a brusk no nonsense voice said 'O.K. girl, strip off.'

Jenny hadn't been sure if it would come to this but she wasn't that surprised as it usually did. She took off her blazer, skirt and shirt and hesitated. The nurse eyed her body up and down then ordered 'and the rest.'

Reluctantly Jenny slipped off her bra then her white cotton panties. During this final stage of her striptease the nurse stared at the voluptuous figure revealed to her. Jenny stood nervously one arm covering her boobs the other hiding her hairless pussy. Dubois rose and while appearing to study the blonde circled her ogling her spectacularly athletic body. She'd never seen a better one outside a fashion show. Envy welled up inside her as she gazed at the blonde’s superb shoulders, long well-muscled back and amazingly curvaceous butt cheeks. Her legs from behind were long, lithe and shapely. She moved to Jenny’s front and ordered 'arms to your side girl.'

Jenny hesitantly moved her arm exposing her body to the nurse’s laser beam hot stare.

'My, but aren't we a well-developed young thing' commented Dubois on seeing the blondes full breasts in all their glory. 'If I didn't know better I'd swear you were older than seventeen. I mean look at these' she said seizing both of Jenny’s breasts in a fierce grip. Both tits were fully rounded spheres of jiggling fleshy perfection tipped by giant dark brown areolas. The nurses grip was intense her fingers sinking deep into the blondes breasts. Jenny grimaced with discomfort as she felt her tits pulled this way and that forcing her almost off balance. Dubois smirked then gripped Jenny's nipples and twirled them playfully at first then more forcefully until she detected a grimace on the blondes face.

Jenny shivered feeling like a piece of meat as the nurse studied her body. She had the impression from her envious gaze that the nurse had very quickly taken against her. It wasn't that unusual. Many women could be nasty and vindictive to her on seeing her body especially when they saw the effect she had on their husbands. Dubois reached up and forced Jenny's mouth open then stuck two fingers inside on the pretext of checking the blonde’s teeth. Taken by surprise Jenny instinctively bit down. Dubois yelped and snatched her fingers back feigning injury.

'You stupid girl. What do you think you're doing biting me?' whined the nurse.

'I'm so sorry' apologised Jenny. 'You took me by surprise.'

'Surprise, I'll give you a surprise girl' rasped the nurse who opened a desk draw and took out a wire contraption. Grabbing Jenny's jaw she forced her mouth open and before the blonde could stop her inserted a dental mouth gag. The nurse then operated the side screw that forced Jenny's teeth wide apart until her jaw began to ache.

The blonde mewed pathetically but got no sympathy from Dubois. 'Shut up you whining wimp' then she renewed her mouth investigation.

Jenny bore the nurses scrutiny until she appeared satisfied and stood back. Thinking she'd finished Jenny pointed to the gag.

'What, want me to remove the gag?' queried the nurse.

Jenny nodded quickly.

'I don't think so. You can wear that as a punishment for biting me. Now stop grizzling and stand up straight.' The medical check continued as Dubois checked over Jenny's joints by making her stretch and bend her naked body in every direction. Occasionally she'd put Jenny in a difficult stress position and leave her until her muscles ached and trembled with the effort of maintaining the pose. Sometimes she'd bend Jenny's arms until her joints felt as if they'd break and no amount of moaning by the Blonde seemed to soften her painful attentions.

Jenny was an old hand at medical examinations. She'd lost count of the times Doctors and Nurses had stripped her naked and tested her bodies health in intimate detail and there was one area they all paid particular attention too. Jenny's tits inevitably attracted the medic’s scrutiny. Dubois stared mesmerised at the giant fleshy breasts that were still high and perky on the agent’s chest. They quivered slightly because Jenny knew what was coming and given how she'd been treated so far felt just a little apprehensive.

'Hands behind your head girl' ordered Dubois firmly 'and damn well keep them there, or else.'

Jenny meekly obeyed entwining her fingers at the back of her neck and stood nervously waiting. The wire gag still held her mouth painfully wide open and she was trying desperately not to allow the gathering saliva to dribble out. The only way she could achieve this was to tip her head back just enough without choking herself.

Nurse Dubois smiled at the blondes obvious discomfort then moved to stand inches in front of her. Jenny shivered as she finally felt Dubois cup each of her breasts in her hands. Gently even tenderly the nurse caressed the two giant mounds. Slowly she squeezed sinking her fingers into the pliant fleshy mammary glands. Jenny's breath quickened because the nurse obviously knew just how to arouse a woman. Slowly the breast exam became more vigorous. Dubois gripped the blonde’s tits hard and pushed the flesh up higher until Jenny had to raise herself on tip toe to alleviate the pain. The nurse maintained her upward pressure her fists gripping two handfuls of Jenny’s tender breast flesh. The blonde moaned in pain and tipped her head forwards. Saliva dripped from her gagged mouth to drip down onto her tortured breasts. Dubois released the blonde’s tits and massaged the slippery saliva into Jenny’s aching tits mashing the two mounds together.

The nurse was enjoying herself tormenting the busty blonde. She gripped Jenny’s left tit in both hands and kneaded the flesh like bread dough. Jenny grunted each time the nurse gripped harder. She switched sides tormenting the blondes other tit until both were red and sore looking. Dubois stood back a pace then swung an open hand slapping Jenny’s left tit hard. The fleshy mound was flung across the blonde’s chest before settling back. Dubois swung her other hand slapping Jenny’s right tit. Smirking she swung right and left spanking the busty brit’s giant tits while Jenny stood abjectly her hands behind her head submissively while Dubois abused her huge tits.

Each of the blondes tits were hot, red and throbbing as they were thrown left and right, up and down as Dubois made sure she slapped every square inch of tender breast flesh. Finally she stopped. Both women were breathing hard. Dubois from her effort and Jenny from the pain but Dubois wasn't satisfied just yet. Stepping forward she gripped Jenny’s big fat areolas and nipples between her first fingers and thumbs and crushed the twin peaks as hard as she could. Jenny’s teeth would have ground together had it not been for the gag so she could only moan as the agony filled her tits. Dubois tugged each tit left and right dragging the blonde’s mammoth tits around stretching the flesh as far as it could go. Jenny danced a jig as her tits were tortured until the nurse relented and released her.

The blonde agent’s tits throbbed with pain as she stood naked in the nurse’s office. Hopefully the exam was over she thought but it wasn't.

Nurse Dubois was staring at her. 'I'm not sure you are telling the truth about your age Richards. Your body is too well developed for a mere seventeen year old. I think further tests are needed.'

Jenny felt more than apprehensive at the nurse’s ominous words and she would have pleaded her case if it hadn't been for the wire gag in her mouth. Instead all she could do was submit to the torture the nurse had devised.

From a draw the sadistic nurse selected two clear plastic tubes and a hand held device that looked a little like a gun. 'Hands behind your back' ordered Dubois tersely then to Jenny’s shocked surprise bent her head and sucked the blondes left nipple deep into her mouth. For minutes the nurse sucked and gnawed on the naked agent’s tit peak listening delighted by the girls whimpering. Having tortured the nipple and areola she gave the tit a final lick covering the dark throbbing peak with saliva then jammed the first tube over the wet area. Activating the gun which was attached to the tube by a rubber hose the nurse began pumping. As the air was drawn out of the tube Jenny's nipple was sucked deeper and deeper into the tube. The blonde groaned as each pump hurt more than the previous one and her tit was pulled deeper into the tube. The nurse pumped until she thought no more tit flesh could be drawn into the tube then sadistically pumped again maximising the pain coursing through the blonde’s tit.

Jenny’s other tit received the same treatment until both nipples and areolas were sucked over four inches into the tubes. Dubois stepped back enjoying the sight of the writhing blonde her misshapen tits shivering and trembling with pain. The nurse grabbed the two tubes and pulled and pushed them, dragged them up and down then round in giant circles. Jenny grimaced with agony them gasped as the nurse using all her strength lifted the tubes up until the busty blonde felt like she was hanging by her stretched tits. Luckily after just a few seconds the tubes released their grip and let go with a comical pop. Jenny doubled over and held her tits in her hands trying to massage the pain in her boobs away. Each tit peak was still holding the shape of the tube they'd been trapped in until the blonde rubbed them vigorously. Unknown to Dubois Jenny was on the point of orgasm and her tit massage was getting her even closer until the nurse forced her to stand upright and stopped her playing with her tits.

Dubois instructed the blonde to place her arms behind her back then quickly bound her wrists with a bandage. Next she produced a short chain. At each end was a small clamp operated with a screw. Jenny watched trembling now. Had she been thinking clearly she’d have objected to her perverse treatment but her mind was fuzzy with arousal so she submitted passively like a zombie. The grinning nurse pulled her elongated left nipple outward and slipped the sharp toothed clamp over it. A soft moan escaped the blondes lips as the screw was turned squeezing her erect flesh the metal teeth biting into her breast. Her other nipple was clamped in the same way until she stood with her tits joined from nipple to nipple by the chain.

Dubois smirked then said 'This is a skin elasticity test. Your flesh loses its ability to stretch the older you get so this will tell me if you are lying about your age.' This was complete bollocks of course but poor naive Jenny didn't know this.

Before continuing the smirking nurse gave each clamp screw an extra hard turn tightening them until the metal ground together trapping the tender tit peaks and forcing an agonised moan from the busty blonde then she took a number of lead weights from a draw. Each teardrop shaped weight had a hook at the end. The perverted nurse hung the first weight from the chain watching Jenny grimace as her tits were dragged downward by her sore nipples. Taking her sweet time Dubois hung the next weight then the next keenly watching the blonde. There must be a limit to the pain the blonde could take and she was determined to find it. Jenny groaned and writhed as more weights were added. Her magnificent breasts were stretching alarmingly downwards. The blonde quickly learned that if she moved the weights swung and increased the torment in her boobs. Her nipples were screaming but she had to endure the agony to prove to the nurse that she was seventeen.

Dubois added her last weight amazed that the blonde was still not begging for mercy. Exasperated she grabbed Jenny’s hair and forced her to bend forwards. The blonde’s tits dangled out below her torso as the weights swung to and fro. The nurse pushed and pulled the blonde intensifying the pain in her tits even more but eventually she had to relent when it became obvious the blonde was not going to submit.

One by one she removed the weights then released the clamps. Jenny felt faint but she suddenly froze as the blood flowed back into her areolas and nipples. If she thought the pain was as bad as it could get she was wrong. Jenny felt relieved when she thought the exam was over but Dubois wasn't finished. The Princess had been most emphatic as to her requirements. 'Stand up straight girl, legs apart, now bend forwards at the waist.'

The nurse stared mesmerised by the blonde’s breasts as they swung like two giant cantaloupes dangling from her chest when her torso was horizontal. 'I think we need a little spinal adjustment. Place your right arm behind your back. Jenny grudgingly did as she was told and waited. Nurse Dubois was as ever quite amazed at how much some people trusted a uniform. She had found that they would endure a huge amount of discomfort if they thought it was medically recommended. The blonde seemed quite prepared to obey her orders and she was going to see at the insistence of the princess just how far she could go and what she was prepared to endure.

Dubois stood beside the blondes left leg then swung her right leg across and hooked her foot behind Jenny’s calf in what professional wrestlers call a 'Grape Vine'. Next she seized Jenny's right arm and turned it until she held it straight straining against the joints. Pulling viciously on her arm the nurse forced Jenny to twist her back adding even more pressure on her joints and muscles. The naked blonde grunted each time the nurse levered on her arm. The pain in her shoulder grew until it felt like the muscle must rip or the joint dislocate. Jenny tried to struggle but the Grape Vine held her powerless. Dubois worked the blonde body stretching her tendons and joints drawing agonizing groans from her until she felt her spine must be cracking. Finally she released the blonde’s numb arm.

Jenny moaned her arm swinging down helplessly her shoulder screaming in agony. Dubois gave her no chance to move. She switched sides wrapped her leg around Jenny’s and before she could react grabbed her left arm and bent it behind her. The tug of war started again only twisting the blondes back in the opposite direction. Jenny had always thought of herself as limber but the human body wasn't designed to reach the position Dubois was trying to force her into. Her other shoulder took a lot of the stress as Dubois tugged again and again on her arm levering it against the elbow and shoulder joints. Jenny cried out but Dubois was under orders to make the blonde suffer. She had no idea why but the sheaf of banknotes in her pocket salved her conscience. She yanked harder mercilessly torturing the naked blonde until even she felt she'd inflicted enough suffering. Suddenly the torture ended and Jenny collapsed moaning to the floor her back and shoulders on fire.

Finally the nurse helped the aching blonde to stand up then roughly pushed her to stand beside her desk. She took a small black box with wires from the desk and attached the ends with suckers to the blonde’s giant breasts, two to each tit. Jenny looked concerned but before she could query what the box did the nurse spun her round and forced her to bend forward until her upper body rested on the desk top.

Jenny felt a little better with the desk taking some of the weight from her aching muscles until she realised Dubois was pulling on a pair of shiny black latex gloves. She tried to rise realising just what the gloves indicated but Dubois flicked a switch on the black box and an electric charge slammed into the blonde’s huge tits. The charge wasn't big enough to cause damage but it was enough to lock her muscles. The shock only lasted a second even though it felt longer to Jenny who lay still stunned. Her tits felt like they were caught in a vice. She tried to rise again but the next shock hit her. Each time she recovered a new shock hit her effectively pinning her to the desk top.

Dubois watched amused by the blonde’s plight as she lubbed up her right hand. Aiming carefully the nurse speared a finger deep into the struggling blonde’s ass. Jenny moaned out loud through the wire gag as her ass was repeatedly invaded. The shocks surged through her jiggling tits which were showing prominent blue veins and painfully extended nipples while Dubois, protected from the electric by her rubber gloves, added a second finger then a third. It took some strength to penetrate the blonde as the electric shocks made her muscles clench but Dubois gave it her best shot forcing her slick fingers home. Time and again the nurse thrust her fingers as deep as she could into Jenny’s tender asshole the blonde’s moans were as music to her ears. She kept up the violation of the moaning blonde’s ass for fully five minutes. Jenny had stopped struggling as the electric shocks had shattered her will to resist. She just lay there jerking each time her ass was penetrated by three long fingers or her tit shocked by an electric charge. Without the electric charges the fingers fucking her ass would almost certainly have brought the blonde to orgasm but each surge of current left her frustrated.

Eventually the nurse detected the blonde had stopped trying to rise from the desk even though her tits and ass were in agony. Still the shocks surged through her breasts when Dubois slid her three fingers into her vagina. Jenny moaned again spittle dripping from her open mouth. Dubois pumped her fingers into the prostrate blonde’s pussy for a minute then added a fourth drawing an extra moan from the blonde. Finally she tucked her thumb in and with an extra effort forced her entire hand wrist deep into the writhing blonde’s moist cunt.

Each electric shock was alternated by a thrusting pumping hand. Jenny writhed and struggled as the electric shocks locked her muscles while the nurse tortured her pussy. Dubois grinning drove her hand deep into the blonde agent pushing and twisting without mercy then clenching her hand into a fist shoved with all her strength.

Dubois marvelled as her fist impale the groaning blonde until her wrist was lost inside the reddened engorged pussy lips. The room echoed to the slick wet sound of the nurses penetrating fist. Her slow deliberate insertions began to pick up speed as the blondes tortured pussy loosened. The black latex glove shone covered by the blonde’s juices. Soon Jenny was groaning through the wire gag as her giant tits throbbed with the constant electric shocks and her pussy spasmed. In spite of the pain or maybe because of it a climax began to build in her loins. Only the electric charges overrode the blondes vaginal stimulation.

Dubois marvelled at the blonde’s ability to take so much punishment. Without the electric charges Jenny would have been orgasming repeatedly her mind turning to jelly but the muscle locking shocks prevented her body responding to the sexual stimulation. The sadistic nurse suddenly stopped fisting Jenny’s pussy and withdrew her juice covered hand with a sopping slurp. Roughly she dragged the almost comatose sweat covered blonde upright turned her round and then pushed her back to lie face up on the table top. Jenny lay motionless as Dubois removed the rubber suckers from her abused throbbing tits then the wire gag from her mouth. Slowly the blonde worked her sore aching jaw to relieve the muscle pain.

Watching closely Dubois waited until the big titted blonde had recovered a little then grabbed her head in a hard grip and kissed her. Jenny lay still shocked as the nurse frenched her mouth. Her tongue invaded the blondes mouth thrusting mixing the two women’s saliva. Jenny was too weak to resist and could only submit to the nurse’s oral assault. Suddenly the nurse seized one of the blonde’s tits massaging the giant sphere of tender flesh gripping it hard and dragging it round and round abusing the sensitive pink flesh. Still powerless to resist Jenny could only bare the abuse of her body. Amazingly inside her she felt the stirrings of arousal in spite of the torture she'd endured.

The kiss was really turning her on and she'd started to respond which made her feel quite ashamed of herself. Dubois released Jenny’s tit leaving the fleshy globe with distinct red finger marks. The busty British blonde didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed until she felt the hand move down her body. Without any hesitation the nurse thrust four fingers deep into Jenny’s slick cunt then closed her fist and tightened her grip. Jenny groaned even though her mouth was still fighting the nurse’s oral assault.

Dubois worked her fist gripping the writhing blonde’s pussy. Her fingers roughly tenderizing the soft inner cunt flesh rubbing hard over all of the blondes inner nerve endings while the heal of her hand pressed down hard on the erect clitoris at the top on the blondes engorged pussy lips. Jenny trembled and wriggled as the nurse abused her cunt and sucked on her mouth. Inside her loins an orgasm began to build until with an agonised cry an erupting climax filled Jenny’s loins. Her body locked as her muscles contracted. The pleasure felt as if it was being ripped from her body. Her loins trembled and her pussy clenched around Dubois's fingers trapping them deep inside her. Almost as if dead to the world the blonde lay stunned on the desk occasionally twitching. A final ripple of pleasure filled her pussy as Dubois dragged her fingers free of the blondes sopping vagina.

Dubois only gave her a few seconds to recover then roughly grabbing the stupefied blonde she propelled her out of the office followed by her discarded clothes. Jenny stood for few seconds stunned then dressed and returned to her room and collapsed on her bed.

Across the room Princess Salisha watched the blonde seeing the shocked glazed look on her face and smirked. Phase one of her devious plan was complete.

Chapter Three - Meet the Gang

Jenny slept for an hour in spite of her aching muscles, throbbing breasts and ravaged loins. Her mind contorted in confusion as the nurse’s savage treatment filled her fitful dreams. Suddenly she was rudely shaken awake. It was time for the afternoon classes. Salisha had let her sleep so she'd missed lunch but this had given the Princess time to meet the other girls and begin to beguile, persuade and just plain bribe them into helping her with her insidious plans.

Repairing her appearance Jenny followed Salisha to one of the classrooms. There were eight other girls already there who looked up curious to see the new girl. Jenny felt really nervous. Her school days hadn't been that happy as the other girls had mostly been envious of her beauty and well developed body that attracted the boy’s attention like wasps to a picnic still hopefully these older girls would be more gracious.

The buzz of conversation in the room died as the two new girls entered. They'd met Salisha already so Jenny received their full attention. They saw a five foot nine blonde who squirmed nervously under their scrutiny. Each girl studied the blonde. Although she'd done what she could to appear seventeen years old, minimal make-up and her hair tied in two pony-tails, each knew instinctively that something didn't seem right. Jenny was just too well developed for a teenager. Still each welcomed her with a nod or a word.

For her part Jenny saw a group of girls that confused her. She had expected upper class debutant types sent to the school to learn deportment and etiquette before they came out into polite society. Instead the group, from their accents and demeanour were members of a much lower strata. This would have made sense to the blonde agent had she known that St. Abigale's wasn't a finishing school as such but more a school of last resort. The girls were there because their parents had reached the limit of their patience with their anti-social behaviour. Smoking, drinking, partying, pregnancy and petty theft. St. Abigale’s was supposed to instil discipline in their young charges and only to a lesser extent the social graces. This was why Headmistress Harriman had emphasised discipline over academic pursuits. The school would have been better named St. Trinian's.

This class was a Maths class and the teacher choose to teach the girls how to calculate the odds in various horse races. They all seemed to be quite good at it already. The next class was Pottery which seemed to be not about ceramics at all but more about valuing various pieces of Chinaware and how to tell the difference between fake and real crockery and porcelain. Finally the classes ended and after the evening meal the girls returned to their rooms.

Jenny flopped down on her bed while Salisha rummaged in the bottom of one of her myriad items of luggage. With a cry of glee the Princess produced a packet of Turkish cigarettes. She put one of the dark brown cylinders between her lips and lighting it sucked in a lungful of soothing smoke. The British blonde stared at her amazed and exclaimed 'Princess. You know the rules, they told us. Strictly no smoking or drinking. You could be in deep trouble if they catch you.'

The Princess stared back pompously at the blonde. 'I am a Royal Princess, first offspring of the reigning monarch and no jumped up little school mistress is going to tell me if I can smoke or not.'

Before Jenny could respond the door of their room opened and Lucia walked in. The Headgirl's nose wrinkled as the smell of the pungent cigarette assailed her nostrils. She followed the trail of smoke to Salisha. With a stern expression which had absolutely no effect on the Royal girl she said 'Princess Salisha you were told smoking was forbidden but you chose to ignore this. You will report to the Headmistresses office tomorrow morning at 9:00am' and spun on her heal and left the room.

Jenny looked at the Princess fearfully who just shrugged and finished her cigarette as if nothing had happened. Eventually they retired to bed. Jenny slept well because one thing she'd been told during their induction in amongst all the other details had slipped her mind.

In the morning after breakfast Salisha sauntered down the corridor leading to the Headmistresses office. Jenny who as her protector was under instructions to never leave her side accompanied her. Jenny knocked and waited nervously. Salisha stared around her nonchalantly as if she didn't have a care in the world.

From inside the office came the loud command 'Enter.' They entered and stood before the desk. A familiar feeling flooded back into Jenny from her school days as she once more felt like a naughty school girl sent to see the principle. Mrs. Harriman stared at the two young women. Salisha tried to stare back defiantly but even her Royal heritage wilted before the years of experience dealing with recalcitrant delinquents and she was forced to break eye contact.

'It would appear that all my efforts to impress on you the importance of obeying the rules has fallen on deaf ears. You Princess chose to break those rules so you must face the consequences. I believe I might have mentioned that we are not above applying a degree of corporal punishment for rule infractions so I intend to administer a spanking to the guilty party.'

Jenny felt sympathy for the princess. She knew just how humiliating a spanking felt having been the victim any number of times. She saw the Headmistresses words were not having much effect on the Princess who was still smirking almost as if she still felt that the rules only applied to others.

Harriman rose purposefully and selecting a straight backed wooden chair dragged it to the centre of the room. She sat down on it then ordered the Princess to prostrate herself over her lap. Jenny watched to see what the Princess would do. Would she knuckle under and accept her punishment or would her Royal arrogance make her refuse and get them thrown out of the school.

Salisha slowly turned to stare at Jenny. 'Well Whipping Girl get on over as the Headmistress commanded' she ordered breaking out into a broad smile.

Jenny blanched as the words brought back the memory from the previous day. She was the 'Whipping Girl' who had to take any punishments that had been earned by the Royal person. She had to prostrate herself in the place of the Princess. The Headmistress and Princess watched the blonde dithering and hesitating her face plainly showing her dilemma until she reluctantly realised she had no option but to obey.

Standing to one side of the seated Headmistress Jenny slowly bent forward and lowered herself until she lay full length across the woman’s knees. Her hands rested on the floor on one side and her toes touched down the other. Harriman felt a familiar excitement in her belly. She'd lost count of the number of pupils she'd disciplined over the years but each new one added to her pleasure and this one promised so much. Rarely had such a beauty passed through her school.

Harriman rested her hands on Jenny's upturned butt and felt the blonde shiver. Slowly the Headmistress raised the hem of Jenny's skirt until her entire butt was exposed clad in her tightly stretched cotton panties. Harriman stroked the material feeling the girls plump peach like cheeks then raised her right hand high.

Even though she had a thin slender frame the Headmistress possessed a wiry strength and old work hardened hands. The first 'Thwack' of flesh on cotton echoed round the room followed by a surprised yelp from the blonde. Salisha watched smirking. Her plan was working well.

Harriman took after the blonde’s ass with a will until her arm began to ache. Each blow was carefully aimed until Jenny's entire ass was on fire. After about twenty hard strokes the Headmistress gathered together the sides of Jenny's panties and pulled them up with a sharp jerk giving the blonde a vicious wedgie. Jenny yelped as the material was forced between her pussy lips and scraped across her clit. With her butt cheeks now fully exposed Harriman layed into the blonde’s ass with renewed enthusiasm. The blonde agent whined and whimpered from each agonising blow while Harriman stared fascinated at the blondes rippling ass cheeks. The pink flesh turned a deeper red as Harriman reached the fifty spank mark.

Taking a break the Headmistress laid her hand on the blonde’s hot ass and fondly stroked the plump cheeks. Jenny held her breath hoping the punishment was over. 'I hope you will learn your lesson from this Princess' said Harriman looking to Salisha who smiled and took out another packet of cigarettes and slowly lit one. She blew a very passable smoke ring into the air while Harriman's face turned a dark red.

Snatching at Jenny's panties the fuming Head dragged them down to the blonde’s knees and again raised her hand. Jenny cried out as a boney hand crashed down on the reddened now naked and completely unprotected flesh of her butt cheeks. Her cries became moans and groans every time Harriman spanked her tenderized ass. Each time the Head looked up Salisha drew in another lazy lungful of smoke and languidly blew it out. Harriman doubled her efforts her hand rising high only to descend at a pace to slap into the blonde’s soft plump ass flesh. Jenny's butt cheeks rippled with each thrashing spank turning darker red almost purple. In her agony she reached back a hand to protect her butt but experienced as Harriman was she simply grabbed Jenny’s wrist and twisted her arm up her back using it to hold the writhing blonde in place. Salisha laughed, Harriman whaled away at the blonde, Jenny grizzled in agony. Finally Salisha stubbed out her cigarette and Harriman, now breathing hard, quit walloping the blonde’s pulverised ass.

The Head released her so a pouting Jenny carefully stood up stroking her blazing butt cheeks and Harriman ordered them out of her office but not before saying 'next time Princess I won't go so easy on you.'

Chapter Four - Induction of the Lambs

Jenny spent a miserable day following her spanking by the Headmistress. Her ass throbbed and smarted and wasn't helped by the hard wooden chairs they had to sit on during lessons. Her only respite came during the lunch hour when she walked out into the grounds having surreptitiously slipped her panties off allowing the cool air to circulate around her nether regions. Feeling some relief she wandered into a cultivated area where she spotted one of the gardeners. He was a handsome young chap called Willie she'd been told. He was stripped to the waist sweating profusely as he dug over a flower bed. Dreamily Jenny watched the interplay of his back muscles under his shimmering black skin as he turned over the soil. A lecherous glow bloomed inside her. He turned and spotting her gave her a cheeky grin and wink. Jenny flushed becoming even more aware of her naked pussy and shyly turned away. Willie watched the retreating blonde, smiled and made a note to keep watch out for her. You never knew. He'd found that quite a few of the girls were up for a sneaky liaison in the bushes. Maybe the busty blonde could be his next conquest.

After their last lesson and evening meal Jenny and Salisha returned to their room. On each of their beds was an envelope and a hooded cloak. The envelopes contained instructions as to what they should wear for what was called their 'Induction'.

Jenny grew more and more nervous as the time of their collection approached. She'd got no idea what an induction was but she was pretty sure she wasn't going to relish it. She recalled stories of something called 'hazing' and the degrading actions victims had to perform in order to be accepted by the other girls. They waited, the tension building all the time until on the stroke of Midnight there came a quiet knock on their door. Opening it there stood a girl wearing an identical cloak to them with the hood up and in addition a full face mask making her look like a Taylor’s dummy. She stayed silent but gestured for them to follow her. Silently the three made their way through the darkened school corridors collecting a third girl on the way. Jenny recognised her as Kathy another new girl.

Finally they reached an out of the way door, went through it and down a long set of roughly hewn stone steps. At the bottom they found themselves in a basement room, possibly once a dungeon but now hopefully disused. The atmosphere was heavy with smoke the lights dim. Forming a circle were eight cloaked women all in the same blank masks each unidentifiable. The three unmasked girls were positioned in the middle.

One mask spoke in deep ominous tones. 'Welcome acolytes. I am leader. Welcome to you who desire to be one of those chosen. This fraternity of the Sisterhood accepts only those who can demonstrate loyalty and obedience. Obedience without question. You will be given a task. Should you perform well you may be voted in. Only those receiving a unanimous vote will be accepted. Kathy Slade do you accept these terms?'

'Yes leader, I accept' replied Kathy.

'Do you accept Jenny Richards?'

Her voice a little tremulous Jenny replied 'Y ... Yes leader, I accept.

'Do you accept Princess Salisha Al Alkab?'

In a voice challenging the leader as much as submitting to her Salisha accepted.

'Who offers this girl for admission?'

I do, leader' said one of the anonymous masked women who stepped forward to stand in front if Kathy.

'Inductee, kneel' ordered the leader.

'Proposer prepare yourself.'

The masked woman flung aside her cloak revealing she was naked underneath. She stood proud and erect her crotch level with Kathy's face.

The leader commanded 'Acolyte, show your devotion. Demonstrate your obedience. Worship your sponsor.'

Jenny didn't know if the girl had been expecting this or not but on the word of command she grabbed the masked girls hips and buried her face in her groin. Jenny watched in the dim light as Kathy applied her mouth to the woman’s vagina. Wet slurping sounds echoed off the dungeon walls. Kathy buried her tongue deep into the woman’s pussy reaming it out. Behind the mask the woman groaned as Kathy expertly licked her gaping pussy then sucked on her clit. The circle of masked women murmured their approval and stared at the young girl enthusiastically 'worshiping' their fellow member. Within minutes the woman groaned and gripping Kathy's head climaxed noisily.

Kathy wiped her mouth and stood up a broad smile of a job well done on her face.

Leader spoke. 'All those who accept Kathy Slade as a new member of the Sisterhood say 'Aye.'

Every masked woman in turn replied 'Aye' and Kathy was presented with a blank mask.

All eyes turned to stare at the next applicant. A nervous fidgeting Jenny.

Who offers this girl for admission?' said the leader once more.

'I do' said one of the masked women as she stepped forward to stand facing the blonde agent. Jenny stared at the woman unidentifiable behind her blank mask a sudden feeling growing in her that the two words she'd heard had been spoken with a slight accent. The thought was broken when the masked woman reached up and unbuttoned the blonde’s cape and drew it from her shoulders. The circle of masks murmured once more as the blond was revealed to them. She wasn't naked. The letter had been precise in its instruction. Jenny was wearing a white see-through baby doll negligee. In the dim light the garment hid little of her spectacular body and each masked member could make out the contours of Jenny's figure especially both of her dark areolas that were plainly pressing out through the shear lace of the bosom clasping bodice. Jenny could only fidget nervously under the gaze of all the girls. She felt her face turning red with embarrassment while a hot ball of excitement formed in her nether regions.

The trance like state was broken when eventually the Leader intoned 'The Inductee will lie down.'

Jenny slowly obeyed lying down on her back. Above her unknown proposer flung back her cape and moved so she stood with her feet either side of the blondes head. Jenny looked up. Above her at the confluence of two lovely naked legs was a naked lightly furred pussy. Slowly the legs bent and the pussy began to descend. Jenny held her breath as the vagina grew closer and closer.

Again the leader commanded 'Acolyte, show your devotion, demonstrate your obedience, worship your sponsor.'

The busty blonde stared mesmerised at the approaching cunt. At the last second the stooping sponsor’s pussy lips spread wide and pressed down on Jenny’s mouth. The blonde wriggled feeling the woman’s pussy lips kissing her lips. She tried to twist away but a sudden pain shot through both of her tits. 'Lick it blondie or I'll rip these beauties right off your chest' rasped a voice.

Trapped as she was Jenny relented and tentatively stuck out her tongue until it contacted the soft tender flesh of her 'sponsors' pussy all the time being aware of the grasping hands that held fistfuls of her creamy breasts ready to rend them asunder. She applied her not inconsiderable skill to the masked woman’s moist cunt, licking, sucking and penetrating it while around them the circle of masked women looked on enviously.

Eyes pressed shut, her mouth agape the masked woman moaned as she rode the blondes face. Never had she felt such a skilled tongue working on her. Within minutes the pressure began to build within her guts. Suddenly Jenny’s lips captured her erect clit and sucked extra hard then her tongue slavered across the nubbin of orgasmic flesh. Her body went rigid as her climax burst like a firework display deep within her loins and her cries echoed in the dim smoky dungeon.

Jenny sat up just as the woman whispered in her ear 'Merci, mon cher.' Stunned she realised she'd just serviced the nurse Cloris Dubois and not one of her classmates.

The leader once more asked the question and one by one each masked girl said 'Aye.'

'Lastly' said the leader 'we have the final applicant, Princess Salisha Al Alkab. This is the first time we have had a Royal applicant so we decided to mark the occasion with a special induction ceremony, a right royal induction ritual if you will. Bring forth the throne.'

From a dark corner of the dungeon two masked girls dragged out a device. It had four sturdy wooden legs and a table top. On the table top was fixed what looked like half a barrel. On the front facia there were six dials all running from zero to ten while protruding from the top were two huge vicious looking sex toys.

Salisha stepped forward and studied the device with interest. Jenny waited with baited breath for the explosion of Royal ire. Instead the Princess turned smirking and said 'O.K. Whipping Girl, you're up.'

Jenny's muscles tensed as she tried to burst out of the circle to escape but the girls had been forwarned and four of the more strapping hockey team leapt on the blonde and bore her to the ground. Jenny struggled frantically but the girls held her face down. A fifth approached with half a dozen lengths of soft white rope. Jenny’s wrists were tied behind her back each wrist to her opposite elbow, her legs were bent hard and her ankles tied to her thighs. Finally her cries and entreaties were stifled by a big red rubber ball gag buckled behind her head.

The girls holding her pulled her upright to her knees so she could watch the final preparations they were making. Salisha took out a tube of lubricant and squeezed out a dollop on her palm. She looked at the larger of the two dildoes truly impressed that the human body could accommodate such a prodigious column of plastic. She smeared the gloopy lube on the sex toy marvelling at the size and feel of it. She couldn't make her fingers meet around the girth and as her hand moved up and down she felt the gnarled knobbly veins.

The second dildo two inches behind was smaller but still impressive. Ridged and ribbed it was fully six inches long. Salisha smeared lube along its length then turned to Jenny. 'Have fun girl' she said laughing and nodded to the girls holding her.

Jenny struggled but the ropes had been tied well and she couldn't free herself or stop the four of them bodily lifting her up high. The blonde writhed frantically as they carried her toward the device. Slowly they manoeuvred her wriggling body until her splayed thighs straggled the obscene machine. Unseen hands aimed the two shiny sex toys then they dropped her allowing gravity to do its worst.

Even the ball gag couldn't contain the animalistic sound that emanated from the blonde as the twin dildoes penetrated deep into her body. The lube helped but the sheer size of the columns forcing their way into the blonde halted their progress half way. The circle of masks stared appalled at the sight but each felt just as much excitement as sympathy.

Salisha stepped forward staring spitefully at the moaning blonde. Reaching forward she turned the first dial to position one. The giant front dildo started to slowly spin on its axis. Jenny moaned piteously as she felt the gnarled column move within her. Salisha clicked the second dial again to position one. The dildo moved up and down about an inch at a time. Jenny slipped lower forcing more of the plastic deeper inside her. Salisha watched the suffering blonde then clicked dial number three. The dildo began to gently vibrate.

Jenny’s loins filled with sensation and moaning she slipped lower again. Salisha smirked then turned all the other three dials to one. The writhing busty blonde stiffened when she felt the dildo in her ass come to vigorous life. No amount of thigh muscle squeezing was able to save her. Jenny slid down the final two inches until both monstrous columns were buried all the way inside her body. She tried to resist but her flesh betrayed her as a body shaking orgasm erupted within her.

Salisha smirked at the suffering blonde and began to play the dials like a concert pianist turning one all the way to ten so that sometimes the giant dildo in Jenny’s pussy was penetrated eight inches deep or vibrated like a run-a-way road drill and other times the anal toy spun round like a spinning top.

With a nod from the Princess one of the masked girls moved behind the busty blonde and teasingly slipped the negligee straps from her shoulders. Then reaching round she tugged the silk bodice down exposing the blonde’s humongous trembling boobs to the excited group. The tension built as they watched the girl seize the heaving breasts in her large hands sinking her fingers deep into the soft pliant flesh. The extra sensation in Jenny’s tits as they were mauled, gripped and moulded pushed her over the edge in to another body locking groaning climax.

The masked girls took it in turn to play with the dials and the blondes breasts each trying to outdo the others by forcing the blonde to succumb to even more climaxes. Jenny appeared comatose until every few minutes another spasm would ripple through her body accompanied by a long drawn out moan. Her tits were covered with reddened finger marks her nipples red and sore from the pinching, twisting and stretching.

The latest girl on the dials decided that it was time to bring the blondes torment to an end and turned each one back to zero. The quiet in the dungeon seemed to echo just as much as the blonde’s moans and the Sybian’s electric motor. Jenny’s bowed head, the sweat running down into her eyes and plastering her hair to her head, slowly rose. Standing before her blurred vision stood Salisha.

'You don't get off that easy Whipping Girl' she snarled and as fast as she could she turned every dial to ten.

Jenny stiffened as the huge columns of plastic erupted inside her. Both spun at top speed, penetrated as far as they could and vibrated like angry hornets. The pressure built inside her as her loins were pounded, vibrated and stimulated by the toys. Salisha laughed out loud keenly watching Jenny as she writhed atop the screaming Sybian. The blonde’s moans were music to her ears. If the dials had gone up to eleven she'd have turned them to that, or fifteen or twenty or one hundred. Jenny’s tits swung from side to side as her body writhed in exquisite agony. Salisha couldn’t resist. She reached out gripping the blonde’s nipples and pinched them as hard as she could.

Suddenly the blonde agent heaved, her back bending, her head leaning back staring up at the ceiling. Inside her loins contracted as a final climactic orgasm was ripped from her. She shuddered her sweat sheened body trembling and her teeth grinding together. The orgasm peaked and slowly abated leaving her heavy lidded and almost unconscious.

The fascinated girls freed the blonde from the ropes holding her then carried her murmuring body back to her room and put her to bed.

Chapter Five - How Much More Could One Butt Stand

The following morning Jenny lay in bed staring at the ceiling. She was trying to make sense of her short time at the school. For some unknown reason everyone seemed to have taken against her. The Headmistress might have only been administering a disciplinary spanking but Jenny couldn't believe a normal school girl, no matter how naughty, would have been subjected to what amounted to a violent assault. Nurse Dubois had turned a simple medical exam into a medieval torture and even the girls hadn't shown her any mercy during her induction on the Sybian machine.

In her bed Salisha was having different thoughts. So far her devious plans had all gone well. The Nurse and girls had followed her instructions to the letter, the Headmistresses penchant for corporal punishment had come as a pleasant surprise. It just meant she had to keep up the pressure and the British agent would throw in the towel and abandon her mission.

Salisha acted as if nothing untoward had happened. Jenny finished dressing and wandered along to breakfast. Sitting as if in a trance she slowly swirled her food round her plate when one of the girls said hello to her. She turned to return the greeting then took a forkful of scrambled egg. She chewed a couple of times then felt the biting sensation on her tongue and the twinge in her nose. She couldn't hold back the explosive sneeze or the next or the next. Her eyes watered nearly blinding her.

Recovering slowly from the sneezing seizure she heard the laughter from the next table. One if the girls at the table held up an empty pepper pot and smirked. Salisha, feigning outrage, stalked across the divide, grabbed the girl and slapped her across the face. From the door of the breakfast room Lucia witnessed what looked like the Princess attacking the other girl.

Striding forwards Lucia faced up to the Princess then ordered her to follow her. Jenny tagged along knowing where they were heading. Her apprehension grew with each step until they all stood outside the Headmistresses office. Plaintively Jenny begged Lucia to have mercy promising the Princess would behave but just as it seemed the Headgirl would relent and let them off with a warning Salisha ruined it all saying 'Next time she hurts my friend I'll break the fat cows nose.'

Jenny's shoulders slumped at the words. Lucia's face hardened and she rapped on the door.

'Enter' came the ominous reply.

Inside Jenny and Salisha stood before the desk while Lucia spoke quietly to Mrs. Harriman. Finally the Head looked up over steepled fingers at the two young women. As usual Salisha stared back arrogantly while Jenny fidgeted her eyes flicking about timidly. The Heads piercing hard eyes surveyed them. The lengthening silence enhanced the tension then she spoke slowly and quietly.

'It would seem Princess that we are having trouble getting through to you. I thought I'd made it plain that our main objective here at St. Abigale’s was to instil discipline in our young charges but you resist our attempts at every turn. Therefore you should not be surprised if we up the level of chastisement. Lucia prepare the Princess for correction.

Lucia went to grasp Salisha only for her to shy away and point at Jenny. ‘I think you forget our agreement.'

The Headgirl looked to Harriman who nodded at the trembling blonde so gripping her arm she directed Jenny to stand with her thighs pressed against the Heads desk. A hard shove on her shoulders forced the blonde to bend forward until her upper body rested on the wooden desk top. A sudden draft of cool air hit her nether regions when Lucia flipped her plaid skirt up over her back.

Harriman stared hungrily at the panty clad rump of the busty British agent. She remembered the feel of it from the first time she'd spanked it with the blonde draped over her knee. Lucia allowed the tension to build then gripping Jenny’s panties dragged them all the way down exposing her naked buttocks. All of the women stared mesmerised by the amazing butt displayed atop long athletic legs and the hairless pussy peeping out between her spread thighs.

Salisha drew up a chair to view the show as Harriman opened a draw and took out a short leather strap. It was two inches wide and eighteen inches long. Lucia stepped back out of the way.

Without a word Harriman strode forward and taking a wide swing brought the strap down with a vicious slash. The leather slapped against naked flesh drawing a long grasping moan from the recumbent busty blonde. Harriman stepped back and watched as the long white stripe across the blonde’s rump started to turn pink.

The Headmistress could easily have wailed away at the blonde’s rump but she chose to prolong her own pleasure and Jenny’s punishment. She hesitated allowing the tension to build while slowly swinging the strap so the blonde could feel the gentle breeze as it wafted past her naked butt cheeks.

'Thwack'. Jenny moaned. The second slashing blow criss-crossed the first so a pink 'X' materialised on the blondes plump cheeks. From her chair Salisha watched smirking her smile widening with each resounding smack. Mrs. Harriman felt her own excitement growing. The blonde was in her power helpless to object or resist so she could relish in the young girls suffering.

Each new thrashing blow connected with a white area of tender flesh until the whole of the groaning blonde’s ass was pink. 'Spread those legs Miss Richards, wider, wider.'

Jenny’s ankles were two feet apart exposing her inner thighs. With unerring accuracy Harriman aimed her strap hitting the blonde’s spectacular thighs down as far as her knees. She shuddered in agony especially when the leather slapped against her sensitive inner thighs. It wasn't long before Jenny’s legs were as pink as her ass so Harriman started over only this time hitting flesh already throbbing with torment.

Lucia winced each time the echoing sound of leather on tender flesh was accompanied by a tortured sob from the blonde. She began to feel concerned until Harriman stepped back the strap hanging from her tired arm. The Headmistress rubbed her shoulder to ease the ache then ordered everyone out of her office.

This was the start of a nightmare week Jenny would never forget. Every morning started off with a visit to the Heads office. Salisha seemed to find new and inventive ways to break the school rules so Jenny began each day with a spanking. She didn't know it but she was on the receiving end of just about every sort of implement in Harriman’s not inconsiderable arsenal. There were Riding Crops, paddles, floggers, whips, belts, strops and bats. Each tattooed their unique marks on the blondes tortured ass and left her in agony for the whole morning sitting on hard classroom chairs until she could return to their dorm at lunchtime so she could apply some of Professor Q's healing cream. This meant each morning Harriman had a brand new unmarked ass to abuse. The sad part was that although the professors healing cream was a miracle of modern medicine it couldn't heal the shame and humiliation Jenny felt each time she was spanked in front of the Princess.

In addition to the daily spanking Jenny found herself subject to some pre-arranged and incredibly embarrassing situations. For instance there was the photography class.

To decide who would be todays model the teacher announced that they would draw a name from a box in proper democratic fashion. She put Jenny and Salisha on new scraps of paper and added them to the other girl’s names. Then she said being the new girl Jenny should do the draw. No-one except Jenny was surprised when she drew her own name as in true democratic ballot stuffing fashion every piece of paper had Jenny's name on it.

Then followed a lively discussion as to the scene they wanted to capture. Eventually they decided on 'The Perils of Penelope Pit-stop'. Jenny knowing the cartoon as a kids show suspected nothing. One of the girls returned from the schools theatrical store room with an armful of clothes as close to those worn by the shows main stars. Jenny replaced her skirt with purple Jodhpur’s, her checked jacket with a purple short coat that buttoned up the middle. On her head she put an old motorcycle helmet and goggles.

Out of Jenny's sight Lucia had stripped off and put on a voluminous green cloak, a green hat and a black eye-mask. She added one further surprise Salisha had provided.

It was explained to Jenny that The Hooded Claw, a.k.a. Silvester Sneekly, her evil uncle would regularly capture Penelope and tie her up awaiting an approaching train, explosion, high fall or some other peril and they were going to photograph such a scene.

Each girl in the class had a camera and Jenny started off posing for them. Suddenly The Hooded claw burst in dramatically and seized hold of Penelope. Jenny swooned with shock and submitted as the green clad villain took out a bunch of white rope. The cameras clicked as Jenny felt her wrists tied tightly behind her back. She suspected nothing as more rope secured her ankles together then her knees. More rope wrapped round her torso below her breasts and with her legs bent a final rope tied her ankles to her wrists.

Still feeling safe even though she was helpless Jenny felt herself lifted up to her knees. The Hooded Claw loomed over the bound blond leering evilly while Jenny played her part rolling her eyes in pretend fear and the cameras clicked. Happy the girls were behaving themselves the teacher nipped off for a crafty cigarette.

Salisha watched as the blonde was secured tightly then called Lucia over and whispered in her ear. She told the Headgirl that the cartoon might stop there but in real life The Hooded Claw was a murderous kidnapper and more than likely to take advantage of the current situation.

Lucia nodded understanding the Princesses meaning. Returning to the scene she took out a big red ball gag. Jenny was taken completely by surprise when Lucia grabbed her nose and pulled it upwards. With her mouth open wide the busty blonde couldn't resist as the rubber ball was forced between her teeth. Within seconds the buckle was done up tight.

The British agent moaned and ineffectually shook her head trying to eject the gag but to no avail. The cameras captured the new situation with the blonde’s eyes wide with real fear this time as the Hooded Claw leered over her shoulder. Jenny strained trying to free herself but Lucia had done a fine job binding the blondes limbs leaving her helplessly trapped. Jenny humphed in surprise when Lucia slipped the top button on her coat then a second and a third until she reached the rope that crossed the blonde’s torso. Tugging hard on each side she spread the coat wide revealing Jenny's white shirt. Impatiently Lucia gripped the shirt and ripped it wide open buttons flying all over the place.

Jenny moaned as her tightly packed bra was revealed. The cameras clicked. Lucia tugged at the shirt and coat easing them wide until Jenny's shoulders were bare then slipped the blondes bra straps off her shoulders. From behind her Lucia stared downward at the bulging top of the blonde’s stupendous creamy bosom now heaving each time she breathed in through her nose. The cameras clicked then stopped as if waiting with baited breath for what was inevitably coming next.

Lucia sank her hand down between Jenny's tits and cupping the left tit lifted it up and out into the light. The cameras went bonkers as Jenny's giant tit was revealed. Lucia scooped out the blondes other tit so the two huge naked spheres were laid bare sitting pushed together over the top of the blonde’s bra.

Jenny froze as her tits were exposed helpless to stop what was happening to her. The clicking filled her ears as her naked image was captured from multiple angles. She desperately tugged on the ropes but still felt no give in them. Suddenly Jenny jerked as Lucia reached down and slapped her hands down on her full bulging tits then sinking her fingers deep into the twin udders squeezed two handfuls of tender breast flesh. Jenny moaned as the Headgirl mauled her tits while at the back of the class Salisha smirked happily.

Lucia gripped the outsides of Jenny's naked tits and deliberately smashed them together. The clap of flesh on flesh reverberated round the room as the cameras clicked capturing the blonde’s outrage and discomfort. Each of the watching girls layed down their cameras and began a slow hand clap. Lucia followed the girl’s rhythm and each time their hands met she slammed Jenny's tits together. The blonde began to groan as the insides of her breasts turned pink then red and throbbed with increasing pain. All the school girls were laughing with glee as their clapping grew faster. The bound blonde writhed as the pain in her tits grew until Lucia couldn't keep up with the speed of the clapping and released her abused breasts.

Before the blonde could recover thumbs and fingers gripped her nipples and stretched them out to their full extent making the blonde moan with more pain and just a little arousal. Lucia worked on Jenny's giant breasts stroking, moulding, caressing and tweaking them. The cameras captured the blondes continued torment as her tits turned an even deeper shade of cherry. Lucia swung an open palm and landed a hard spank on the bound blondes left tit sending it violently swinging across her chest. Jenny moaned as the pain filled her breast. Lucia swung her other hand slapping Jenny’s other tit. Again the buxom blonde moaned with agony. Showing no mercy the Headgirl swung left and right spanking Jenny’s giant boobs. The mammoth spheres turned red and hot as Lucia took up a rhythm slapping left, right, left, right. The flesh on flesh sound echoed in the classroom accompanying the blonde’s moans until Lucia finally stopped. Both schoolgirls drew in great gulps of air while Lucia looked on her handiwork. Jenny’s head hung in abject misery.

The Headgirl reached down and slipped the blondes Jodhpur’s open then laying her down tugged at the trousers until they were around her knees. With a grunt she pushed jenny on to her front so her head rested on the floor and her ass was in the air. The cameras which had started up again must have been growing hot and would long have run out of film had they not been digital. The bound blonde gave out a muffled shriek as she felt her panties tugged down exposing her pussy and asshole to the cool air and the cameras lenses.

Salisha smirked as Lucia took out the giant vibrator she'd given her then plunged it mercilessly into Jenny's pussy. The ropes did sterling service restraining the blonde as her muscles seized especially when the device sprang into life deep within her. Lucia worked the plastic toy back and forth torturing the busty blonde forcing pleading moans from her. Every camera captured the blondes demeaning degradation in sharp multi-coloured megapixels. Jenny felt humiliated as she was abused by the school girl but then gradually this started to change to arousal. The combination of the ropes wrapped round her body holding her helpless to resist the incessant vibrations of the penetrating toy deep within her pussy turned her shame into a growing building orgasm. Her body shuddered when Lucia withdrew the vibrator then inserted the tip into the blonde’s anus. The Headgirl swapped the toy from one orifice to the other slamming it deep into Jenny's pussy then poking it just inside her sphincter. The busty British agent couldn't resist any longer. Her bound limbs, ball gagged mouth, throbbing tits and vibrated pussy and anus forced her body to respond against her will. Slowly her orgasm built gathering momentum. Lucia detected the growing urgency inside the blonde and debated whether to drag the vibrator from her dripping cunt leaving her high and dry or to switch it to full and allow her to climax. She wasn't naturally cruel so flicking the vibrator into overdrive she plunged it deep into the blondes dripping pussy.

Jenny's loins virtually exploded with volcanic intensity her muscles locking and her teeth grinding together. The erupting pleasure blossomed out from her cunt filling her body. All of the girls watched fascinated as the blonde writhed in rapture moaning and shuddering with uncontained ecstasy.

Once the British agents orgasm had abated Lucia dragged Jenny's panties back up trapping the vibrating toy in her pussy then everyone filed out of the classroom leaving the twitching shuddering blonde convulsing on the floor. It was sometime later the teacher returned and found her sweating twitching bound body drool leaking past the ball gag as the vibrator ripped another climax from her aching loins.

Chapter Six - The Painting Class.

Jenny lay in bed thoughts whirling in her mind. The girls that had all seemed so friendly to start with now appeared intent on humiliating and abusing her at every opportunity. Of course the British agent wasn't to know that Salisha had been spreading insidious rumours about as well as greasing palm with copious amounts of money. The Princess spoke to Jenny suggesting that maybe she should abandon the mission. The blonde felt guilty when she actually considered this but quickly resolved to stay. She failed to spot the flash of anger on Salisha's face when she told her that British agents didn't throw the towel in so easily.

The last lesson of the day was Art in this case painting. The girls held a lively discussion as to the pose they wanted to recreate. Eventually they chose the classical painting 'Bachelorette Party of Busty British Blonde in Bondage' by Leonardo da Vinci. Jenny couldn't ever remember hearing of this one but everyone confirmed it was a very famous work. Of course when the teacher called for a volunteer every gaze turned to Jenny.

Jenny hung back wary and unwilling until the twins, Amy and Amanda grabbed her and propelled her to the front if the class. Lucia joined her and tugged the blonde’s jacket from her shoulders followed by her blouse. Then while Jenny covered her bra clad chest with her arms the Headgirl unzipped her skirt and tugged that down to her ankles leaving Jenny in her white lace bra and panties, white socks and flat shoes. Stripping off the blonde’s shoes and socks Lucia slid some white stockings up each of Jenny’s mile long legs then added a white suspender belt which she clipped to the tops of the sheer nylons.

The twins roughly seized the blonde’s arms and held them behind her back while Lucia tightly bound her wrists together. Jenny sort of struggled but the feel of the rope being wound round her wrists started off a small ball of excitement in her stomach. The heat within her grew as her elbows were bound drawing them tightly together. A final firm tug on the rope drew a grunt from the buxom blonde. Nobody was sure if the grunt was pain or arousal but they all watched enthralled as more rope was added to her mile long legs at ankles and knees.

Jenny teetered and would have fallen had one of the girls not held on to her. The teacher told them to get started then Jenny blanched as she left the class, 'for a quick smoke.'

Hungry eyes watched her departure then slowly turned back to the bound blonde. Jenny felt the pit of her stomach tense. None of the eyes were friendly, just the opposite they burned with lust.

'Well girls' started Lucia 'we're here today to celebrate the betrothal of Jenny. Normally at a bachelorette party we would go to a club, get wrecked and hopefully go home with a real stud for a night of passion. Unfortunately we are denied all three, drink, club and studs so we must compromise. To this end we have decided to instruct our buxom young friend in what to expect on her wedding night.

Jenny wriggled and tried to pull away from her captors but the ropes around her legs made this a fruitless endeavour.

'So' continued Lucia 'who can suggest how the night might start?'

'Kissing' someone shouted.

'Very good' said the Headgirl. 'Can we have a volunteer to begin the lesson?'

After a brief scuffle and some undignified pushing and shoving the biggest meanest looking girl stood in front of Jenny meaningfully licking her lips.

'Begin' instructed Lucia and the girl called Belinda roughly grabbed the bound blonde and smothered her mouth with her voraciously sucking lips. Jenny writhed and tried to turn her head away but Belinda was strong and two fistfuls of hair held Jenny trapped. Desperately the blonde tried to keep her mouth shut and she succeeded much to Belinda’s annoyance. Suddenly the girl yanked hard on Jenny’s blonde hair forcing her head back. Unable to stop herself Jenny yelped and Belinda’s tongue surged forwards between her teeth.

Just for a second Jenny considered sinking her teeth into Belinda’s tongue but given her trapped bound state she decided against it. She resigned herself and bore the girls kissing. For five minutes Belinda worked on the blonde’s mouth sucking voraciously and probing with her saliva covered tongue. Jenny tried to resist but she felt her body responding until almost unconsciously she started to return the kiss.

Suddenly Belinda pulled away leaving Jenny sucking empty air. Slowly the blonde realised the kissing had stopped. Gratefully she drew in a deep lungful of air thinking the oral assault had finished when another girl stepped up and took Belinda’s place. The new girl attacked with renewed enthusiasm capturing the blonde’s lips and thrusting with her tongue until their saliva mixed and dripped wetting their chins. Breathlessly Jenny bore the new kiss again resisting but eventually responding.

Eight different girls ran a train on the bound blonde gripping her hair so she couldn't avoid their voracious sucking lips. Jenny felt faint as her libido kicked in filling her body with arousal. Her lower face soon became shiny with saliva as every girl seemed intent on making each kiss as sloppy as possible. They forced the blonde’s mouth wide open and dripped saliva inside. Her cheeks turned red as she responded unable to resist returning the kisses until the last girl released her.

'Very good girls' announced Lucia 'now what would come next?'

'Titty fondling' shouted someone to agreeing murmurs from the others.

Suddenly two hands reached round Jenny’s body from behind and violently yanked her bra down. Both of the blonde’s giant breasts exploded out of their confinement rippling and swinging before they settled. All the class cheered and clapped as the blondes swaying tits were exposed. Jenny was annoyed and enraged but she knew that if she struggled against the ropes holding her she'd just provide the schoolgirls with even more tit swinging entertainment so she just stood proudly and stared back at them indignantly. This time two girls stepped forward and after a few seconds of time to allow the tension to build both used two hands to seize the blondes naked boobs. The other girls cheered as the fondling began.

They weren't gentle either of them as fingers sank deeply into Jenny’s soft pliant breast flesh. The girls mauled and moulded the blonde’s giant pink milkers pulling them this way and that, up and down while Jenny struggled to keep her balance. Having massaged the pillowy flesh the girls targeted the blonde’s nipples and areolas each gripping an erect tit peak and twisting it cruelly hard. Jenny moaned as her nipples were dragged about stretching her tit flesh out into an extended cone. Two new girls took their place and resumed mauling Jenny’s tits doing their best to make the buxom blonde whine and groan. Red finger marks covered Jenny’s abused tits and her nipples turned a dark chocolate colour and extended to their full erect length.

Next the twins Amy and Amanda took up the position in front of the bound British blonde. If Jenny thought the girls had been rough up to now the twins took it to a new level. They started off gently stroking the blonde’s huge titty spheres lulling her into a sea of warm sensations. Then as one they began patting each breast setting them gently swaying. Slowly the pats became smacks, then spanks until the giant boobs were swinging to and fro across the blonde’s chest. Slowly they turned pink then a painful red. Jenny was helpless to stop the torment of her boobs and could only bare the onslaught. Suddenly the tit slapping stopped and the room fell silent save for the blonde’s quiet moans. She slowly relaxed grateful for the end of her torture. If only the girls had finished with her.

As one Amy and Amanda seized a breast each and dipping their heads plunged the blonde’s tit peaks into their mouths. Jenny stiffened as together the twins bit down cruelly on her erect nipples. Pain lanced through her tits forcing a piteous groan from her throat. The twins didn't stop. They bit down again and again filling the blonde’s tits with agony. Jenny writhed and moaned but she couldn't escape the tormenting gnawing teeth. The other girls could see Jenny’s suffering and began calling out encouragement to the twins to bite harder and 'give it to her.' Inspired by the support the twins sucked even more tit flesh into their mouths and chewed on it until finally to plaudits from the other girls they released the moaning blonde.

Jenny could only stand bound as she was and endure the agony. Both of her tits peaks were blood red even though the skin hadn't been broken. Her tits throbbed, pain pulsing through the giant mammaries. That only lasted a few seconds because the hands that had tugged on her bra now grabbed either side of her panties and pulled them down to hang from the rope tied round her knees. Again the girls cheered this time when Jenny’s hairless pussy was revealed.

Beside herself with rage the blonde went crazy pulling at the hands holding her not caring that if she'd succeeded she'd have fallen flat on her face. The class watched enraptured as the blondes naked breasts swung to and fro. Lucia watched for a few seconds then dragged a desk in front of the blonde. With a nod the two girls holding Jenny threw her on to the desk top face down. The desk was quite narrow so both of the blonde’s tits hung down over the edge. No amount of wriggling or moaning seemed to deter the girls. Two moved into position and stooping down grabbed Jenny’s breasts in a fierce grip holding her steady. With her attention concentrated on her breasts the blonde was unaware of what was happening behind her. Delores, one of the bigger girls from the hockey team had made her preparations. She stepped up regarding Jenny’s wriggling ass, took careful aim and drove her giant strap-on dildo deep into the bound blonde’s pussy.

Jenny let out a muffled shriek as the monstrous plastic column drove into her body then the girls went to town on the restrained British blonde. Delores held Jenny’s hips as she sawed the dildo back and forth inside her now jamming its full length inside her as far as it would go. The two other girls were violently abusing the blonde’s tits, slapping, mauling and massaging the giant fleshy spheres. Then together they gripped a nipple each and pulled it down really hard treating Jenny like a cow being milked.

The blonde British agent writhed and moaned but the girls showed no mercy. Delores pounded away slapping her hips into Jenny’s ass penetrating her pussy and stretching it to its limit. The blondes monumental breasts were turning red from the abuse they were receiving. The sound of flesh on flesh echoed each time they were spanked. The soft tender flesh rippled at each impact. The girls must have really been enjoying themselves because Jenny’s moans seemed to only encourage them to smack the giant orbs harder and harder.

Suddenly the blonde’s body stiffened as an orgasm erupted in her loins. Her muscles locked straining against the well tied ropes restraining her limbs and an unearthly groan escaped her throat. Delores felt the blonde’s pussy tighten and grip the column of her strap-on dildo as the climax filed her loins and laughed out loud. Then she slowly withdrew the dripping dildo causing small aftershocks of pleasure to convulse the blonde once more. She unbuckled and passed the strap-on to the next girl who feverishly strapped it to her hips and stepped in behind the gasping blonde.

At the back of the classroom Salisha sat smiling and contemplated the progress of her plan. It hadn't taken much persuading or cash to convince the girls to do her bidding. She watched the second girl as she threw herself on the blonde impaling her on the massive plastic column. Jenny jerked as her body was once more invaded then resumed her grunting as the school girl pistoned the dildo in and out like a woodpecker on speed.

It took over an hour for each girl to have their turn using the busty blonde. As the last one stepped back from the spasming blonde Salisha nodded with satisfaction and sauntered out of the classroom. They released Jenny from her bonds and followed her.

Still draped over the desk Jenny lay almost comatose. Her body ached all over. Her ass glowed where they'd spanked her cheeks as they fucked her, her pussy felt as if it had been stretched by a telegraph pole but the worst agony was reserved for her tits which had been slapped and mauled until it felt like they'd been through a mincing machine. She lay there in a trance trying to work out why the girls hated her so much. If it wasn't for her mission she'd simply leave but she was trapped in this horrible situation. What did the future hold?

Chapter Seven - Fight Night.

The pattern it seemed was set. Each day was the same. It started with a visit to see Mrs Harriman for Salisha’s latest misdemeanour. A spanking, whipping or strapping was administered to the Whipping Girls splendid plump butt cheeks, then lessons, then lunchtime. Jenny rarely left the lunch room without gravy on her shirt or salt in her hair or some other taunt or slight from the other girls. Afternoon classes then tea-time and bed. The classes like maths and English were ok but Jenny lived in fear of biology. She kept getting picked to demonstrate various bodily functions. The worst ones had been 'How to perform a Breast check' where the nurse had demonstrated the correct procedure and then every girl had taken a turn massaging, mauling and groping her tits. Some were gentle but many weren't. Another memorable class had been How to stimulate a clitoris'. Again the nurse had demonstrated first with her fingers for each student to copy. Jenny was forced to lie back on the teachers table and her knickers were ripped off and her legs spread wide exposing her pussy. The nurse said it was much easier to demonstrate on a hairless vagina and proceeded to pull apart the lips of Jenny’s pussy to reveal her prominent clit. All the girls looked on intrigued as Dubois rubbed the peanut sized nubbin until the red faced Jenny began to breathe harshly. The rubbing continued maddeningly slowly round and round. Soon the busty blonde felt her body begin the inevitable climb to orgasm. Unfortunately the nurse had detected it as well and stopped dead leaving Jenny high and dry.

Girl after girl took it in turn to stroke, fumble, flick and pinch the blondes clit. Each time Jenny approached orgasm either Dubois stepped in or in the case of some of the more experienced girls just stopped the busty blonde achieving her climax by gripping her clit and pinching it hard. By the end of the lesson Jenny was a sweating moaning wreck almost begging for the release they had denied her.

The mistreatment of the buxom British agent continued each day. For instance the next biology lesson wasn't one she was looking forward to. 'Are six vibrators better then one.' But at least there was one time when she was free of the abuse, when she and everyone else slept at night.

Then that changed.

All was quiet in the room Jenny shared with Salisha. The blonde lay sleeping, Professor Q's cream doing its work healing her spanked ass and other bruises when as silently as possible the door slowly opened. Suddenly Jenny jerked awake as she felt her body seized and held down. Three darkened figures pressed her body into the beds mattress as a fourth whipped off the bed clothes then jenny was rolled into the base sheet which wrapped tightly around her body. With her flailing limbs trapped a big red ball gag was forced between her teeth and securely buckled then the figures lifted her up and silently carried her out. Salisha watched grinning from her bed as her latest plan was enacted.

The writhing busty blonde was carried through the silent school corridors and once more into the dark dank dungeon room. With her held down on the floor Jenny’s ankles were shackled with leather cuffs and attached to the ends of a two foot spreader bar. This was then fixed to a ring of iron cemented into the floor. Next, carefully, each of her arms was released to be given similar cuffs which were attached together with a long length of sturdy rope. The rope was passed through a copy of the iron ring but this time affixed to a roof rafter. Acting as a well-rehearsed team, which they were the four kidnappers released the blonde’s body, grabbed the rope and pulled. Slowly Jenny felt herself lifted up by her cuffed wrists. No matter how hard she resisted she was powerless against the pulling power of the four until she stood stretched with her hands held high and her toes barely touching the floor.

The rope was tied off and the four turned to stare at the suspended blonde. The bedsheet had quickly fallen away leaving Jenny in nothing but her sleeping attire. As usual she was wearing a semi-transparent baby doll negligee which would normally have covered her bottom but being stretched out it had now risen revealing the tiny white lace thong that only just covered her pussy. In the dim light they drank in the long lithe limbs of the gasping blonde as she struggled against the unyielding leather cuffs holding her wrists and ankles.

The dungeon was silent for a few seconds as they stared at the beautiful blonde’s body then one of them coughed breaking the trance and as one they stepped forwards and began tearing at the lace nighty. It proved unusually sturdy but eventually after much grunting and tugging it lay in tatters around the blonde’s feet.

Their excitement was at fever pitch now as each turned away leaving the blonde hanging and shivering as the cold of the dungeon seeped into her naked flesh. When they turned back each was wearing boxing gloves.

Hanging helplessly Jenny stared at them apprehensively. Suddenly pain exploded in her kidney as one of the captors slammed a glove into the blonde’s side. The gag muffled the gasp but it was obvious the surprise blow had hurt. Swinging from her cuffed wrists she should have expected the next blow but again it caught her unprepared as a glove thudded into her belly. She felt like retching but didn't have the time as her other kidney felt the next punch. The girls took their time eking out the blondes torture. Jenny tried to detect or anticipate each new blow to use the limited movement her restraint allowed to ease or ride the punch. Luckily none of her assailants was a powerhouse so few of the punches was very hard but inevitably the accumulation of punches began to have an effect. Soon Jenny’s torso was a dark shade of pink caused by the rough leather of the boxing gloves scraping across her skin.

One of the girls decided the time had come to up the stakes and dancing forwards swung a vicious punch directly into the blonde’s pussy. Jenny shuddered and groaned as the pain erupted in her groin. A second girl quickly followed up smashing a second blow at the same tiny target. Jenny swung away trying desperately to protect her most tender area but no matter which way she moved there waited a kidnapper who slammed yet another leather glove straight between her legs. The spreader bar between her ankles prevented her from clamping her legs together so time and again her attackers found their target.

Just when she felt she would have to be vomit, not a good thing when wearing a gag they switched their aim. The red leather boxing glove thudded into the hanging blondes left breast sinking deep into the tender mound. Jenny felt the excruciating pain explode in her mammary. The girls then entertained themselves using the blonde’s giant mounds as punch bags until they turned a bright throbbing scarlet. It became a game for them trying to land their best shots on the moving targets of the blondes giant swinging tits.

Jenny was becoming so fatigued and full of agony that her attempted dodging slowed until she simply submitted herself to the horrific beating. The girls were equally tired not being trained boxers and their arms were beginning to hurt so with a final flurry of breast and pussy punches they stepped back leaving the almost unconscious blonde dangling senseless from her shackled wrists. The silence of the dungeon was broken only by Jenny’s low wretched moans.

For ten minutes the buxom British agent hung forlornly feeling only the throbbing agony in her ribs, kidneys and breasts and the sickness in her belly and pussy. Her wrists were beginning to hurt when she felt the waft of cold air caused by someone’s presence. Her hair was seized and her head jerked back then a rasping whisper spoke in her ear. 'So agent Richards you thought it couldn't get any worse did you. You thought it would just be the humiliation and the degrading sex. Well here's a newsflash, I've added extreme pain to the menu. You will learn very quickly just how easy it is to fill your very existence full of constant fear, horror and trepidation. For instance this time the instruction was to avoid your face but next time that might change. Just imagine the damage to your lovely features by all those punches. Leave the school Agent Richards, abandon the mission, run away or it’s a future of more and more agony.'

Jenny’s wrists were suddenly released and she dropped to the floor. She lay there the cold seeping into her bones then looking up realised she was alone.

Chapter Eight - Stretching a Point.

Today being Saturday she hoped for at least a little respite. Unfortunately she and Salisha did still have to visit Harriman’s office. Jenny was dressing when she discovered all her panties had disappeared even the bottoms of her bikini. She got only the usual look of haughty contempt from Salisha when she suggested borrowing a pair of her underwear. In the heads office as soon as Harriman discovered Jenny was knickerless she'd exploded into a ranting red-faced zealot calling the blonde all manner of names from slut to wanton trollop. A terse order bent the blonde over the heads desk and her skirt lifted to expose her naked butt. The spanking mirrored Harriman’s mood and she layed into Jenny’s ass with renewed vigour. She choose a three inch wide strap. Jenny winced each time it landed on her sweet ass. The vicious sound of leather on flesh echoed in the room as Jenny’s plump butt cheeks rippled and quivered from each blow. Harriman’s tirade continued as she thrashed the blonde her knuckles white were she gripped the far edge of the desk top. Jenny’s ass turned pink then scarlet but Harriman showed no sign of stopping.

'Tramp, harlot, whore, jezebel' there seemed no end to the names the headmistress found to call her and each was accompanied by multiple strokes of the leather strap. This was the worst spanking Jenny had ever endured. It just went on and on. It seemed that Harriman was completely out of control and wanted to draw blood.

Suddenly the door burst open and Lucia entered. This broke Harriman’s concentration and she stopped strap held high ready for the next stroke.

'Headmistress' said the Headgirl. I searched the room of the Princess and Miss Richards, 'and found these.' She held out a cigarette packet for the head to see.

Harriman turned to Princess. 'Well Princess, what have you to say for yourself?'

Lucia spoke again. 'Err ... Headmistress I found them under Miss Richards’s mattress.'

Jenny wasn't paying any attention to the Headgirl instead she tenderly stroked her glowing ass.

Harriman looked like she was about to explode once more but then seemed to calm herself. 'What do you have to say for yourself Miss Richards?'

Jenny could only stare at the packet. She could claim she didn't smoke or that she'd never seen them before but realistically she knew the Headmistress wouldn't believe her. She just shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

Harriman pondered for a few seconds then said 'it seems corporal punishment is failing to impress on you the severity of your misdemeanours so I think we'll try a more traditional punishment.' The head took out one of the cigarettes and using a match lit it. She handed it to Jenny who looked back at her confused. 'You wish to smoke, so smoke.'

Jenny hesitated then raised the tube to her lips she sucked in like she'd seen others do. She immediately collapsed into a cacophony of coughing and retching. Eventually she recovered. Harriman stared at her not an iota of sympathy in her expression and nodded for the blonde to continue.

The second lungful of smoke wasn't so bad but still caused an explosion of coughing. Thereafter Jenny managed to complete the cigarette without throwing up on the carpet. Harriman smiled then lit a second cigarette and handed it to Jenny. She grimaced as she worked her way through this one feeling her head beginning to spin. The next proved easier with only a couple of coughs and Jenny started to feel really good. She might have realised what was happening if she'd known the cigarettes were in fact marijuana and not tobacco.

Six smokes later the blonde was dreamily smoking without trouble and humming to herself. Harriman looked at her disgusted thinking she should have been puking her guts up by now and not singing a merry tune. 'Get her out of here' she ordered Lucia and Salisha. With one of Jenny’s arms over each of their shoulders they guided the drugged blonde out of the Headmistresses office and along the corridor. Jenny was still dreamily humming a sweet tune as they reached the door to the basement. With a little difficulty they manoeuvred the blonde down the stairs and into the same dungeon like room where the initiations had taken place.

Salisha flicked on the lights then they helped Jenny to the back of the room to stand next to a metal device that if she'd been compos mentis she'd have regarded with ominous mistrust however in her present drugged up state she hardly noticed it.

With a nod from the princess the two women began stripping Jenny of her clothes. The blonde agent didn't offer any resistance treating it as some sort of game. Her only comment when she was naked was 'Oh, how rude.' Then she watched with interest as they fastened padded leather cuffs round her wrists and ankles.

Gently Jenny was urged to mount the flat surface of the device and lie down on her back. Chains were then attached to each of the cuffs. Salisha took hold of a metal wheel and turned it. The clicking echoed round the room as the rack stretched Jenny’s arms high above her head.

The busty blonde omitted a soft groan as she was stretched to the limit of her tendons and sinews. Salisha smirked then using all her strength turned the wheel until the ratchet clicked twice more.

Jenny writhed trying to ease her discomfort but the cuffs and chains held her immobile.

Beside her Salisha and Lucia stared down at the blonde. Being stretched out had only made her body seem more breath-taking. Her legs, even with her muscular thighs looked longer. Also her stomach with its rippling six pack seemed flatter and slimmer. But it was her breasts, her best feature that stood out literally. In spite of their size they still perched perkily on her chest gently wobbling from side to side as she moved.

Salisha had intended to just restrain the blonde and leave to complete the second part of her plan but as she stared down at the busty blonde she felt her anger growing. Not only had this blonde defied her efforts to make her abandon her mission but in addition she'd been given the body of a goddess. Looking round she spotted a length of thick elastic. With Lucia stretching Jenny’s tit upwards by the nipple the Princess wound the elastic round and round the base of the blonde’s breast until it resembled a large football. Once the other tit had been wound they stepped back to see the blonde’s reaction. Jenny soon felt the effect of the wrapping as the elastics grip began to tighten. Each giant breast was turning pink. Jenny wriggled which didn't help but did set her tits to swaying across her chest. They were starting to feel hot as they grew a darker red.

Salisha watched engrossed then shook herself remembering her plan but not before she'd punished the blonde one last time. With a word she directed Lucia. The Headgirl stared down at the stretched blondes beautiful hairless pussy feeling the saliva fill her mouth like Pavlov's dog. Dipping her head she started eating her out. Wet slurping noises filled the room quickly accompanied by soft moans from Jenny. Lucia used her finger tips to spread the blonde’s pussy lips wide apart exposing the inner tender moist pink flesh then delved deep thrusting her tongue inside. Jenny writhed as the pleasure from her pussy overrode the ache in her tits. An orgasm began to build in her belly and would have quickly consumed her body if Salisha had allowed it. The Princess had found a riding crop. Drawing back her arm she took aim at the most obvious target and brought the lash down into Jenny’s big round breast with a resounding ‘Thwap’.

The blonde agent jerked at the shock of the leather hitting her tender flesh. Salisha felt elated at the effect of her blow and repeated it over and over again with joyous enthusiasm. Each time the leather crop hit Jenny’s breast it left a distinct red mark even darker than the breast was already. Soon the marks began to join up. Jenny wanted to cum but the blazing pain in her tit was stopping her. Salisha switched to Jenny’s other tit slashing at it mercilessly, laughing out loud now until it matched its sister in colour and agony.

'That’s enough' said the Princess finally. 'Now, you freak, strip and climb aboard.'

Lucia looked outraged but after hesitating removed her clothes and clambered up on to the rack. She positioned herself with her groin hovering over Jenny’s face feeling angry and frustrated but powerless to disobey. 'Fuck her' ordered Salisha.

Lucia hesitated again not wanting to obey but she gave in when Salisha lashed her twice across her naked back screaming 'Do it you abomination or you can suffer the consequences.'

Jenny opened her eyes and squinted. She could see Lucia’s face looking down at her between her c-cup breasts but she was utterly confused by the erect cock-head resting on her lips. It took a few seconds before she realised Lucia’s secret. She was a Trans-gender she-male.

Lucia, against her will, pressed her cock harder against the blonde’s lips. Amazed she watched as Jenny opened her mouth and deliberately sucked the cock inside. The Headgirl gave out a soft moan because the blonde was a world class cock sucker having either willingly or unwillingly sucked hundreds of shafts of every length, breadth and colour. Salisha watched appalled. This wasn't punishment. The fucking blonde looked like she was enjoying it, Lucia certainly was.

It was true, Jenny loved sucking cock and it always amused her that all of the villains who captured and tied her up thought they were humiliating and even torturing her when they forced her to suck their cocks when in fact she was quite enjoying the experience. Alright it wasn't so nice when the guy was an ugly dirty rat-bag but sometimes the criminal was quite good looking and so it wasn't such a bad experience as they thought.

With an Arabic oath Salisha lashed out at Lucia leaving red blotches and stripes across her back shouting 'harder you mutant, fuck her harder.' Reluctantly Lucia leant forward on her arms and began thrusting her hips forward. Jenny felt the she-male cock penetrating her mouth, surging over her tongue and sliding into her throat. Salisha watched the blonde. Not enough she decided and again lashed out at Lucia.

'Harder, harder' she screamed.

Lucia had no choice and slammed her cock down hard all the way until her belly pressed against the blondes face. At full penetration Jenny was unable to breathe so had to wait until Lucia withdrew. When she did she snatched a quick breath before the woman’s cock slammed back in.

More satisfied Salisha moved to stand at Jenny’s feet. This gave her an amazing view up the blondes stretched body which was jerking each time Lucia thrust her cock into her mouth. It also made the British agents giant elastic wrapped breasts which were now a deep purple colour swing and sway across her chest. The princess's stare lowered to Jenny’s hairless vagina. She could see the blondes pussy lips were engorged and moist and peeping from the top was her erect peanut sized clitoris.

'Let’s see if Suleiman’s theory is correct' she said to herself and brought the riding crop down with a swish directly between the bound blonde’s thighs. Her practice on Jenny’s swinging breasts had made her whipping more accurate so the leather tab at the end of the lash scored a direct hit on the target. Jenny’s body jerked and stiffened as the pain exploded in her defenceless pussy.

Lucia felt the blonde seize and for a split second she thought she was about to get her gender switched permanently when she felt the blondes teeth clamp down on her cock. The world stopped. She couldn't withdraw her shaft or go deeper so she froze. Behind her Salisha raised the crop again and brought it down hard and fast. Again her aim was true. The leather slashed down filling Jenny’s erect clit with searing agony.

Lucia held her breath expecting Jenny's teeth to slice through her cock as she reacted to the pain but let out a sigh of relief when she instead relaxed her grip. Amazingly Lucia realised the blonde was again sucking her cock so resumed fucking her mouth slowly at first then quicker and quicker until she was once more sinking her shaft all the way into the blondes throat.

Salisha, her anger growing, slashed the crop down onto Jenny’s pussy watching the blonde’s fat moist lips becoming redder and redder and her clit almost turning purple until with a cry Lucia orgasmed squirting rope after rope of semen into Jenny's mouth. A fair amount shot down the blonde’s throat but the rest filled her mouth coating her tongue with thick white cream. With a final jerk Lucia slid her cock back then watched amazed as Jenny deliberately swallowed the mouthful of her semen with a definite look of pleasure.

The Princess stood back breathing hard from the exertion of whipping the busty blonde then turned to Lucia and said with venom 'keep her here, freak, or you know what will happen to you and your future.' She then dropped the crop and left the dungeon basement.

Jenny lay helpless on the rack her stretched muscles ached, her purple tits throbbed and her pussy just plain smarted. She realised she needed help to escape. The basement was thick walled and deep underground so shouting was unlikely to elicit aid. That just left Lucia.

Jenny studied her. The Headgirl, despite her actions had always seemed a reluctant henchman to Salisha and might prove to be a weak link.

'Why are you doing this' she started.

Lucia looked at the blonde sadly then replied 'because I don't have a choice.'

'What do you mean, no choice?'

The Headgirl hesitated and eventually replied 'She threatened to reveal my condition to everyone who mattered to me. My family, my friends. It seems that if you have your own Secret Service Department you can find out all the secrets you want.'

'What about all the other girls. Why did they follow her orders? Surely not everyone has a secret like yours' demanded Jenny.

'No, no. Some were blackmailed others intimidated or bullied, the rest simply bribed.'

'Look' pleaded Jenny 'you have to let me go. I'll lose my job if Salisha gets away.'

Lucia shook her head sadly. 'I can't, she'll destroy me.'

Jenny was at a loss. Naked and strapped to the rack while her charge was fleeing. She was desperate and only had two card left to play. She groaned and gasped 'my boobs are killing me. Can you at least remove the elastic please?'

Lucia nodded and with fumbling fingers freed Jenny’s giant tits from the elastics crushing embrace. The blonde sighed as the pressure was released then moaned as the returning blood flow caused even more pain to suffuse her throbbing mammaries. 'There is a tube of cream in my skirt pocket. It will ease the pain.'

Lucia ferreted out the plain white tube and Jenny said 'would you smear some on my tits, please. They're really killing me now.'

Squirting out a dollop of cream the Headgirl gathered up Jenny’s giant boobs and began to massage them. The blonde groaned. 'Softer please, softer.'

Lucia stroked her hands gently over the blonde’s boobs caressing the tender purple flesh which were soon slick and shone under the cold dungeon lights. Amazingly Jenny’s breasts quickly began to return to their usual healthy pink as the healing cream did its stuff while at the same time achieving its other purpose which was to captivate Lucia as she massaged the magnificent blonde’s fleshy mounds.

'Let me go' whispered Jenny staring up at Lucia with big puppy eyes. Still she resisted. 'Please release me' Jenny persisted. 'I have a plan that will stop the Princess revealing your secret.'

Lucia hesitated then resumed dreamily stroking the blonde’s tits round and round.

Jenny played her final card. 'How do you know she won't reveal your secret anyway? You can't trust her. She's already proved what a vindictive bitch she can be. You might be doing her dirty work all for nothing.'

Again Lucia hesitated standing beside the rack her hands resting on the blondes boobs. 'You say you have a plan?'

'Yes, yes' replied Jenny eagerly. 'I have a plan that'll stop Salisha from exacting revenge on any of you or the others but you have to release me now, quickly.'

Lucia appeared to reach a decision. She rapidly freed the cuffs from Jenny’s wrists and ankles. Jenny leapt down from the rack and redressed herself then the two of them ran back to Jenny and Salisha’s dorm room. Salisha whirled round as the blonde agent stormed through the door. Seeing her the Princess ran forward and lashed out but the trained British agent easily dodged the reaching claw like talons and thudded a fist deep into Salisha’s stomach. The retching Princess dropped to her knees and Jenny finished her off with a hard karate chop to the back of her neck. She slumped unconscious to the floor.

A few minutes later the Princess stirred groggily. Shaking her head to clear it she tried to move but quickly realised she was securely restrained. She tugged at the duct tape that was securing her to a sturdy wooden chair only to find there was no give in any of the wrappings at her wrists, elbows, knees or ankles. In addition she realised she was both naked and gagged with a substantial length of cloth that easily absorbed any loud sound she managed to make.

She struggled and struggled before giving up realising her attempts to free herself were fruitless. It was then she realised that both Jenny and Lucia were sitting staring coldly at her. An icy silence filled the room until finally Jenny said 'Why, why did you do all this?'

Salisha could only mumble through the gag so Jenny rose. 'I'm going to take out the gag, if you try to shout for help you will regret it. Do you understand?'

Salisha nodded and So Jenny untied the cloth. Immediately the princess opened her mouth to scream. Jenny knew she couldn't be trusted so was ready. The slap nearly spun Salisha's head right round. She stared shocked at the blonde never before having been hit and remained silent.

Jenny nodded satisfied she'd gotten the message and said 'Now why have you been such a bitch to me since we got here to the school. Why did you bribe, intimidate or blackmail the girls to abuse me?'

Salisha stared back at her petulantly her lips pursed until Jenny raised her hand threatening to repeat the slap. 'I wanted you to leave, abandon your mission' she said quickly.

'But why' said Jenny exasperated. 'It was you who asked for a bodyguard, you who accepted me for the job?'

'I thought you were weak and could be persuaded or forced to give in. You see I want to be free.'

Jenny stared at her perplexed.

'I want to be free of my father, of my position as Princess, of the life I'm trapped in.'

The blonde agent could only blurt out 'But you're the sheiks favourite daughter, you have houses and servants. You have enough money to buy Britain if you wanted. You could do anything you liked.'

'Shows what you know' replied the Princess pouting. 'Do you know what it's like to be watched twenty-four hours a day? Guarded and accompanied every minute. Free to meet and talk with only those people approved of by my father. The final straw was when he told me I was to be married.'

Doesn't sound so bad' said Jenny starting to sympathise.

The Princess almost shouted 'He has the face of a pig, the body of a pig and worse he smells like a pig.'

Jenny sighed. She felt a little sympathy for the girl. She was used to being constantly stared at in the office or out on the street but at least she could shut the world out at home so get some relief and no one was going to tell her who to marry.

'So your plan was to get rid of me then with the guards out of the school grounds make your escape. That's why you were so dead set against our tracking devices.'

'Yes. I didn't want you being able to find me once I'd run away.'

'So you turned all the girls against me with bribery, intimidation or blackmail. What did you do for the Headmistress?'

Salisha smirked. 'Actually I didn't need to do anything for Mrs. Harriman. It turns out she's a colossal pervert who gets off on whipping the backsides of nubile young girls so that was just a lucky happenstance.'

Jenny froze with anger at the blaze way Salisha regarded the abuse she'd been subjected to. She'd been forced to endure nearly a week of spankings, whipping and caning followed by multiple incidents of penetration and molestation by her classmates or the school nurse. Standing she pulled out her suit case from beneath her bed and from a secret compartment took out a small aerosol. Removing the top she directed a spray at the naked Princess until her skin shone wetly. Then she left Lucia sitting on the bed watching Salisha and ran out into the gardens.

Willie was digging again his naked black muscled torso damp with sweat. He stopped as she approached him and listened as she whispered three words in his ear. She turned back and he without a second’s hesitation threw down his shovel and followed her.

Back in the dorm room Lucia had noticed Salisha was beginning to writhe as if in discomfort. She wasn't to know that Jenny had covered her head to toe with the 'Lust' drug, possibly the strongest aphrodisiac known to man or woman. Willie followed Jenny in to the room and stopped when he saw the naked girl tied securely to the wooden chair. After a few seconds he turned opening his mouth in query when the words froze in his throat. Jenny had forestalled his inquiry by the simple expedient of removing her shirt and bra so she was completely topless. Willie was stunned at the sight. The blonde’s superb upper body was naked before him and he stared taking it in. He'd known she was fit but he hadn't expected the flat six-pack stomach or the wide shoulders and he'd also noted like everyone did the sway of her breasts but again he hadn't imagined that they would be so spectacular when seen in all their naked glory. His gaze burned into their huge spherical perfection noting that despite their size they were still quite perky and he noted the giant three inch wide puffy areolas tipped with thick nipples.

Jenny let him drink in her magnificent assets then stepped closer placed her hands on the back of his neck and pulled his head down until their lips met. The kiss was sensual rather than erotic. Her full soft lips met his and sucked gently. Inevitably his tongue moved forward wetly probing her mouth and his hand left her back and cupped her left breast sinking his fingers into her tender flesh.

After a minute the blonde broke the kiss and stooped down. She undid his trousers and dragged them and his underwear down to his ankles exposing his black shaft. Jenny encircled it in her tiny white hand feeling it begin to fill out and lengthen. Deliberately she turned to stare at Salisha. The Princess was suffering. The 'Lust' drug had seeped through her skin into her bloodstream and onward to her brain. It was there that the drug did its work. Every nerve ending on Salisha's body was enervated and fired up begging to be touched. In particular her erogenous regions were alive with expectation and desire. Her C-cup breasts were swollen and her nipples rock hard. Her pubis was engorged and her clit erect. Jenny knew from personal experience the power of the drug. The desperate craving for release, the burning hunger for orgasm after orgasm.

Salisha could only whimper behind her gag as Jenny opened her mouth and fed Willies big fat cock between her lips and started to suck wetly. The Princess writhed and tugged desperately at her bonds while her wild eyes stared at the rampant black cock fucking the blondes face.

Jenny's head bobbed back and forth her tongue licking the underside of the black shaft while on her chest her giant breasts swayed and jiggled in time. Willie gazed down at his cock entering the blonde’s mouth and he groaned with pleasure realising she was as highly skilled and enthusiastic as any woman he'd had before.

Willie reached for her blonde head but before he could hold her she let his cock slip out of her mouth and stood back. She stripped off her skirt and panties and waited while he stripped naked. Taking control she pulled him over to the bed and pushed him down on his back. His cock stood proudly to attention pointing almost straight up. Desperate for him Jenny climbed on top of him and using one hand to hold him steady slowly sank down burying his cock inside her moist pussy.

Standing off to the side Lucia watched intently as the two young people moved urgently against each other then stripped naked. Jenny had Willies arms wrapped round her holding her body down squashing her breasts hard against his broad chest. Their lips were melded together kissing each other while his hips jerked moving his shaft within her hot clenching vagina.

Suddenly Jenny felt hands spreading her butt cheeks. A gob of spit moistened her anus then the tip of a cock pressed against her hole. The busty blonde British agent stiffened as Lucia threw herself forwards impaling her with the full length of her cock. Within seconds the blonde was being vigorously double fucked. Cocks filled both her cunt and ass. She was trapped pressed between the two as they forcefully ravaged her loins.

The bound Salisha was burning with desperate desire. Her nerves were on fire as she watched the three lovers on the bed moaning and writhing as they thrust against each other.

Jenny felt her orgasm begin to build. Willies tongue had invaded her mouth as his kiss had become more passionate. His large rough workers hands had grasped her breasts and were fervently mauling her tits and his cock was deeply penetrating her pussy. Lucia was using her position on top to use her full weight to pound her hips down plunging her cock all the way into the blonde’s asshole.

Jenny seized and a climax of volcanic proportions erupted inside her filling her loins with exquisite pleasure. Her body jerked and thrashed in a frenzy of orgasmic bliss. Willie and Lucia felt the blonde climaxing between them and as if by some sort of agreement kept going. They carried on penetrating the blondes limp body showing her no mercy no matter how much she moaned and begged until inevitably they felt their own climax building. With renewed intensity they fucked her finding a rhythm until the blonde felt her loins simultaneously filled with hard black and white cocks.

Willie groaned and came pumping his scalding semen inside Jenny’s pussy. Lucia groaned and filled Jenny's ass. The blonde felt the warm wetness inside her and crying out experienced a second body wracking orgasm. Slowly all three of them relaxed and hugging each other fell into a satisfied doze.

Tied to her chair Salisha could only moan wretchedly as she watched the lovers climax. Her body throbbed with heat tortured by her inability to relieve her aroused frustration.

The next two hours descended into a frenzied orgy as Jenny was subjected to the constant thrusting of cocks into every orifice. If Lucia filled her mouth Willie fucked her ass. If he fucked her tits she sucked her pussy. They were merciless as the blonde was brought to orgasm after orgasm. On more than one occasion one or the other had to clamp a hand over Jenny’s mouth to stop her cries attracting would be rescuers convinced she was being attacked. Once Lucia lay on her back with Jenny riding her cock. Willie moved in behind her but instead of entering her ass as she expected he pressed his black helmet against Lucia’s cock and thrust hard. Jenny groaned as the two cocks stretched her pussy to its limit. Lucia kissed her hard while Willie reached round her and gripped her breasts digging his rough fingers deep into her tender pliant flesh. Moving as one they double fucked Jenny relentlessly. Sweat dripped from Willies brow as he and Lucia penetrated the blonde’s pussy thrusting and thrusting showing no mercy as Jenny moaned. Suddenly the dams broke and the two cocks ejaculated inside the blonde’s spasming pussy flooding her with a double helping of scalding semen.

All the while the threesome was thrashing about in the bed Salisha watched through red febrile eyes her body a raging inferno of arousal frustratingly prevented from climaxing. The gag in her mouth muffled her mewling whine as the drug coursing through her veins forced every one of her nerve endings to spark and fire demanding the touch of a lover and the release of orgasm but Jenny who lay sated hardened her heart determined to return the torture she'd suffered with a twist still to be thrown in.

Finally Jenny kissed Willie and Lucia and sent them on their way then began preparing to complete her plan. She carefully positioned a mobile phone so it could film the room, removed all of her belongings then placed a phone call to Salisha’s guards positioned just outside the school gates. When one of them answered she screamed frantically that 'The Princess is being kidnapped come quickly.' Then standing just outside the dorm room she waited. Commendably quickly she heard the big black SUV skid to a halt at the schools entrance. This was her cue. She pressed down on the aerosol she held spraying it into the dorm filling it with a mist of the Lust drug. The four huge guards came thundering down the corridor and Jenny urgently ushered then inside. They all stared round looking for the kidnappers only to stagger to a halt on seeing the bound naked Princess. One of them began freeing the moaning woman not realising that all five of them were breathing in the Lust laden atmosphere.

As soon as Salisha was free having already been dosed with the drug she grabbed the guard and attacked his trousers. Dragging them down she pushed him on his back and threw herself onto him. He was hard within seconds and the Princess positioned his cock and sank her pussy down engulfing it.

The other three guards watched mesmerised as the Princess practically raped their fellow guard. She cried out desperately using his hard cock to try to bring herself to climax. Slowly the watchers realised they were becoming aroused until they couldn't control themselves any longer. Each frantically ripped off their clothes and joined the fun. Salisha was bouncing enthusiastically up and down when a cock was roughly shoved into her mouth. She stopped surprised never having sucked a cock before then realised the texture was quite pleasant and started licking and sucking it.

She was in a land of rapture with a cock in her pussy and mouth when a third was slammed into her anus. The shock tipped her over the edge and the orgasm she'd been so desperate for hit her hard. Her whole body trembled and shuddered. For nearly twenty seconds she moaned with exquisite pleasure then slumped. Usually this would have been the signal for a break and a cigarette but the Lust drug had them all in its grip. The four hulking guards piled on to the Princess like a pack of hunting dogs on a bunny rabbit.

Cock after cock invaded her every orifice and she loved it. They pumped semen down her throat and she only cried for more. Her ass gaped as cock followed cock impaling her mercilessly. Her hands gripped any shaft that couldn't find a hole to fill. The Lust drug drove them on for over an hour before eventually wearing off. They all lay like zombies breathing hard gathering their strength especially the Princess whose face was covered with jizz. Slowly rising she washed her face then noticed an envelope on her bed. Inside Jenny had written what in effect was a blackmail note. It said that if Salisha used any of the material she'd gathered on any of the girls or the recording of Jenny herself blowing Mr. Weaver then the video of her and the guards which had been sent to the cloud by Jenny’s carefully positioned mobile phone would be uploaded to every major porn site and a copy sent to her father. The Princess could only stand there grinding her teeth in frustration. She'd been out manoeuvred.

Jenny was smiling broadly at the thought of the Princess reading the note. She'd left her and the guards to their orgy and finding the big black SUV in front of the school its doors wide open she had happily stolen it to drive back home.

Epilogue.

On the dot of 7:00pm Jenny knocked on the door of the suburban home. Her hand trembled slightly with something between trepidation and intrigue. She wasn't sure what was going to happen during the next sixty hours but she had given her word so she had no choice but to submit. To that end she was wearing the clichéd spy uniform of a calf length tan coloured Macintosh and a matching Fedora hat. Underneath however was quite different.

The door opened slowly almost ominously. From the dimness inside a voice said quietly 'Ah, agent Richards, come in please.'

Inside Jenny turned to be met by the smiling face of Mr. Weaver. 'May I take your coat?' he asked.

She slowly removed her hat and after handing it to him shook out her long blonde hair. He stared at her beautiful radiant face then held his breath as she began unbuttoning her coat until she could shrug it from her shoulders. He grinned broadly absolutely delighted that she had followed his instructions and worn the outfit he'd requested.

Before him stood the most beautiful and sexy french maid he'd ever seen in real life or his dreams. Her black and white uniform, which unknown to him was Jenny’s own, was a parody more likely to be seen in a porn movie. For instance it was several sizes too small for the statuesque blonde. The skirt which would normally reach down to mid-thigh or even stocking tops only just covered her plump butt and the slightest movement easily revealed her soft pink butt cheeks or the tiny triangle of her silk like panties.

The blouse was likewise extra small. It practically painted itself to her skin. In addition it was mostly transparent and revealed that the blonde was not wearing a bra. Even in the dim light her huge round areolas were plainly visible poking through the stretched material.

The British agents costume was completed by sheer stockings and black patent leather stilettos that showed off her muscular dancer’s legs to perfection. Unable to contain his excitement Weaver moved to stand in front of her. His right hand slid round to hold the small of her back. His left hand slipped below her hair to rest on the back of her neck allowing him to pull her head to his.

Jenny stiffened as his lips met hers in a full on sensual kiss. Her resistance only lasted as long as it took her to realise he was being gentle and considerate, not forcing or rough. His kissing remained pleasant as slowly she relaxed and relented returning his ardour. Weaver was surprisingly adept as he gradually built the passion of their kiss. The busty blonde melted in his arms allowing his tongue to penetrate between her teeth until they were frenching each other enthusiastically. Weaver pressed their bodies together feeling her giant tits compressing between them like car airbags. No longer needing to hold her in place his hands were free to roam over her body. He clamped one hand on her ass sinking his fingers into her soft butt cheeks while the other hunted out one if her boobs. The giant globe felt wonderful as he grasped the fleshy pliant globe. The more he molested her tit the harder her erect nipple pressed into his palm.

The pair continued to make-out for a further ten minutes swapping saliva and rubbing their groins together when without warning he pushed her away leaving her stunned and bewildered. 'On your knees slave' ordered Weaver in a gruff voice.

Slowly Jenny knelt before him in the well-remembered pose she'd assumed so often. Her mouth watered like Pavlov's dog ready to perform its expected task when there came a knock at the front door. Weaver reached to open it and stepped back to allow someone to enter.

Slowly Jenny looked up and froze. Staring down at her was the grinning face and merciless black eyes of the First Minister, Suleiman bin Alkab.

He took in the sight of the huge busted blonde kneeling submissively before him and in a voice like an oil slick said 'Well, well agent Jenny Richards we meet again and on this occasion we have all the time in the world to complete your education.'

The End ... or is it?

The door of the London Mews house opened and Jenny Richards stepped out into the crisp spring morning. She was freshly showered with her lustrous blonde hair flowing over her shoulders. The low cut summer dress showed off her lithe body, long athletic legs and a generous amount of rippling soft pink cleavage. Looking back inside see could see in the dimness two naked bodies. Weaver and Suleiman looked a little like Egyptian mummies without the bandages. They seemed desiccated their skin dry and paper like as if they'd been through some great ordeal. They were either deep asleep and both of their members were small and flaccid as if used up.

Jenny smiled. Education indeed. For the first six hours they'd had the upper hand abusing, whipping and spanking her. Forcing her to give them head again and again swallowing the results of her efforts and fucking her pussy and ass as singles or together but eventually they'd run out of steam and she took the initiative figuring she'd payed Weaver back in full. A quick spray of the lust drug and both men were powerless in its grip to resist. Jenny forced them to fuck her over and over until their hearts were close to giving out. Again and again they'd flag sweating and begging for rest but she'd spray them once more and their own bodies would be forced to respond. Finally after 24 hours of almost non-stop lung busting sex she had relented and now they were sleeping off their nightmare.

Both men were due to wake soon and they should have a raging thirst. Beside their bodies were two large glasses of cool clear water which would slake their thirst. Unknown to them though both drinks had been dosed with Lust so when they'd finished drinking and the drug took effect there would only be the two naked men present.

Jenny slammed the door loudly and chuckling to herself set off to walk to work her ass sashaying in the sun light confident the men were about to be on the receive end of an education they'd not experienced before.

July 2023

Brummie52000@yahoo.co.uk

For those of you who have reached the end of this story I hope you enjoyed it. However due to changing circumstances this will be my last Jenny story. For those of you who have written to me in the past with nice things to say thank you. For those who haven’t please consider writing to authors whose work you’ve enjoyed as I know the encouragement can only help.

Regards to all

Brummie