"Come in, Scorsha," Professor Goodwin called. The door opened and a girl walked into the room. I could only stare. What in the Heavens was she wearing? The girl was taller then me, with nice curvy hips. Her breasts pushed against the white shirt she was wearing. Her golden blonde hair was short, only just reaching her neck and curling outwards at the tips. But what caught my attention was her eyes. Cold, icy blue. Clear and deep like the ocean. Her uniform looked like something from a fashion magazine. A black top, somewhat like a fabric corset but with straps going over her shoulders and only half covering her breasts was layered on top of her crisp white shirt, a dark red tie dangling in front of it. The short plaid skirt was the same colour as the tie and looked to be barely covering her ass. The skirts shortness was empathized by the thigh length stockings she was wearing, coming up to her upper thigh, only an inch or two below her skirt. I couldn't help myself as my mouth gaped open as she studied me, her eyes moving up and down my body, cataloging me. I saw her smirk when she noticed the dark stain on my crotch and I flushed in shame.
"I'm here as requested Professor Goodwin." she said with an American twang. Was this school in America? Professor Goodwin stood up and walked over to the girl. They were roughly the same height but Professor Goodwin had the advantage in her heels.
"Take Miss Kennedy to the house dorms please and show her around. You'll have to explain the rules to her too." She said and reached between her legs lifting her skirt. I stood frozen, watching with disbelief as Scorsha didn't even flinch as Professor Goodwin lifted her skirt revealing a pair of lacey black panties. As Goodwin leaned in close to inspect them I caught a glimpse of something... It looked like... A pink vibrator? I could just see a peek of it, quivering from inside of her and held in place by her underwear. I caught a glimpse of shiny juices on the inside of her thighs before Professor Goodwin dropped her skirt back into position and pulled a chain leash out of her pocket and shoved it in Scorsha's waiting hand. No...they couldn't....
Scorsha grinned at me as she calmly walked up and reached out, pulling me forward by my collar before clipping it on. She looked down at the name tag on it and smiled.
"Come with me then Abigail!" she said as she gave the leash a small tug and pulled me out of the office and into the school grounds.
Students were wandering across the grounds, crisscrossing in front of us as they moved to classes or to their dorms. I gave a shudder at all the girls wearing those immodest uniforms. Worse then that were the guys. There were men on the grounds and not just guards. Students. Their uniform was a more normal shirt, tie and trousers but they all wore the same black leather collar as me. I could feel their eyes on me, judging me. Every time someone caught my eye they would look me up and down, noticing the stain on my crotch. I quickly had to look away each time before I saw the smirk. This school was confusing. Everywhere I looked something awful was happening - in the main building we had stood and watched tall redhead girl being held against the wall as one of the guards removed her panties and shoved them in her mouth before raping her. Scorsha seemed to take delight in telling me that the girl had probably not answered the guard back. I stood, horrified as the guard came inside of her and then let her fall, zipping himself up and walking away as she sobbed on the ground. When we passed through the grounds, passed the eating hall towards the dorms I saw 3 girls bending a short boy over on all fours. Two of them were holding him down while the other pulled his trousers down and was spanking him with a paddle of some type. No matter how he shouted or struggled he couldn't free himself. Scorsha seemed to enjoy watching this, pulling me closer to them and calling out to the girl handing out the paddling.
"Teagan! What's he done now?" She laughed. Teagan's head came up and she grinned back at my captor.
"We caught him jerking off to Amy being punished over there!" she called over with a toss of her head further down the path. We both turned to look over and I was shocked to see two girls. One sitting with her legs wide open, her hand painfully gripping the others hair as she forced her head between her legs. The other girl didn't look to be even resisting. Not that she could have with her hands handcuffed behind her back like that. What in the Heavens?!
"Why is she being punished?" I whispered, a tremor in my voice. Scorsha glared at me and with a flick of her wrist whipped the chain across my buttocks. I yelped and jumped, much to the other girls amusement. Scorsha gave me another glare.
"You talk when I say you can talk. Otherwise you'll end up like her. Got it?" she threatened. I lowered my eyes, tears close as I nodded miserably. Scorsha gave my leash another tug as she led me past the horrible scene and up the stone steps towards the school dorms. A small crowd was gathered outside the main doors, maybe 10 people, clustered around something. All I could see was a large flag pole from over the heads of all the people. Scorsha smirked to herself at this and then glanced at me.
"Let's go see what the fuss is about shall we?" She said nastily as she pulled me off balance with another tug and made her way through the crowd.
When we made it to the front with much pushing and shoving, I froze. Tied to the pole was a girl. Tall, lanky with incredibly long blonde hair, she was beautiful. Even in her predicament I couldn't help feeling myself get turned on, my body betraying me. Tears dripped steadily from her green eyes, mixing with the saliva dripping from her chin, a black ball gag holding her mouth wide open. She was tied to the pole, her arms behind her back and at an angle so that her head was tipped forward. Her hair streamed past her face until one of the watching boys stepped forward and pulled her hair back to give everyone a better view. A better view of the vibrating cock held inside of her. I could see its wide girth, pushing past her short blonde pubic hair, damp with her juices as it loudly vibrated inside of her. She gave out another moan, her head flopping forward as she closed her eyes. She was sitting on some sort of stone mound, her legs wide apart like she was riding a saddle, her feet secured by rope to keep her from kicking out.
I couldn't believe it. What in the Heavens had she done to deserve this? Tears and drool ran from her chin and dripped onto her small chest. Her hair, so sleek and shiny was stuck to it, matted where it made contact. Her eyes opened again, her eyes wide as she threw her head back and groaned loudly through her gag. Her body shifted on the phallus, grinding itself against it, as she moaned again and again. A shudder ran through her body and she cried one last time before her head flopped forward once more and fresh tears spilled. Had she just came?
"This is horrible" I whispered forgetting myself for a second. I felt the chain over my bum again and yelped in shock. A couple of heads turned and looked at me, but everyone was too interested in this poor girls torture.
"She made me look bad." Scorsha snarled at me, real anger in her voice as she pulled me close. "Lost us House points. I won't have someone making this House look bad. Noone. Understand?" I looked her in the eye, horrified at the acid in her voice.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked. "Why aren't you helping these people?"
