Sorry for the delay in this story. I hope you all enjoy it. Verity and Ivanka try to resist but are sent back to school to learn "proper" behavior from Ms. Sophie and Principal Packer. Please be polite in the comments and useful.
CIVILIZED BEHAVIOR, PART 3
Verity moaned as she put her hand to her head. It was throbbing with a huge hangover. She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. After a few moments her head cleared enough for her to feel...
"Disgusting!"
Verity spat the word out as she sat up with a look of horror. She looked at her arms, legs, and body and touched her hair. Her face twisted up as she looked around the Master Bedroom.
"Oh my God! What has happened? Oh Lord..." Verity trailed off as memories flooded back.
After Packer had led her away from the kitchen, they had come up here. She had eaten the "cumcakes" and the hash brownies, had drank a lot of liquor, and had fucked Packer all over the room. Literally, she saw stains in the carpet, against the wall and on the divan. The entire room reeked of sex, cigarette smoke, booze and plain nastiness.
Verity was covered in dried dough, cum and smeared makeup. Her mouth tasted like the bottom of cheap taxi and her head pounded. She rolled off the bed and staggered against the nightstand. She gasped at what appeared to be a turd lying on the floor and then heard another moan.
Verity looked over by the vanity and lying on the floor in a heap was Ivanka. She appeared to be in the same shape if not worse as Verity.
"Ivanka?" Verity croaked and then held her throbbing head. "Ivanka? Are you ok?"
"No. Oh God no. My head, my body. I feel, gross." Ivanka muttered as she sat up. She looked at Verity and sighed. "I supposed I look about as you do. And feel the same as well."
Verity sat down on and winced as her bare ass squished on a nasty wet spot. "I remember Packer bringing me up here, and then we fucked each other's brains out. Oh God."
Ivanka staggered over and joined her on the bed. "Wreck and Jones fucked me in one of the guest bedrooms. They split-roasted me." Ivanka shuddered. "I think the drug wore off at some point, but I was so high and so horny I didn't care."
Verity nodded. She remembered something like that as well, getting her will back late in the evening (or early in the morning she wasn't sure), but being so far lost to passion she just kept fucking Packer.
"Uh, Sophie is gone too." Ivanka said and shuddered.
Verity sniffed and fought back a tear. "We need to be strong. If we can escape, we can still fix this. I know we can."
Ivanka nodded, but Verity saw a dim look in her eyes, that longing that Sophie had prior to taking her last dose.
"Focus! We must be strong."
Ivanka blinked and shook her head. "Yes, of course. Sorry. Water, we need to hydrate and get his hangover beaten down."
"And we need to refuse any offered food and drink, they keep dosing the food." Verity said as she stumbled to the bathroom.
"Ah, perfect!" Verity grabbed a plastic water bottle that had an intact cap on it. She handed another one to Ivanka and they both took a long pull.
And then they both drained their bottles.
"So, we may have some time before they show up, let's see..." Verity trailed off as her eyes glazed over. Ivanka was right behind her, and both were standing there when Packer sauntered in. Caroline was right behind him pushing a tray loaded with food and water, and a large packet of clothing.
Packer leered at the two bitches. "Didn't think to wonder why there were two unopened bottles of water just sitting there for you huh? Idiots."
After a few more moments, Verity blinked and then smiled at Packer. "Good morning, Packer. How are you?" She said with a large stupid grin. Ivanka mirrored her smile.
"I'm fine bitch, just fine. So, here's the deal. You two need some proper thug education. You are just too high class for what we need, so I'm sending you to school today. I've got a great instructor and she's going to fix you two right up."
"Oh, how wonderful." Ivanka said with a large smile.
"Yeah, ain't it? Now, you two cunts get cleaned up, eat your meal, dress in the clothing Caroline has for you and then she will take you to class. No sass, you do as she says."
"Yes Packer." Both ladies chorused as they turned around and went back into the bathroom. They showered, used the toilet, and brushed their teeth. Then they sat down by the wheeled tray and ate while naked. Caroline laid out their clothing and gave them instructions on makeup and what to wear. She then left them to it.
"Oh dear, it appears Packer was completely serious about sending us back to school." Ivanka said as she looked at her outfit. It was the classic "sexy schoolgirl", complete with a plaid short skirt, white blouse, sweater, stockings, and saddle shoes.
"Well, of course. You heard Ms. Caroline, we are simply too high class for what he wants, well, at least I am. So we need to be taught."
"You don't need to be such a bitch about it Verity. I really am tired of your attitude considering I heard you screaming for Packer to fuck you in the ass for a solid hour last night."
"Enough of that Ivanka, we need to get dressed."
After about a half hour the two women looked in the mirror and smiled. "Well, we certainly look the part." Verity said.
"Indeed. I even feel a bit girlish and excited. Like the first day of school back when." Ivanka said.
Both ladies giggled a bit and then pouted in the mirror. Both women were dressed in a very short green tartan skirt, so short it barely covered their snatches. Both wore long black stockings and saddle shoes. On top they wore very tight white blouses with the top three buttons undone so their tits were showing lots of cleavage, and over that a button up skirt. Both had their hair done up in matching pigtails, one on each side.
When they had been dressing, they had discovered that no bras or panties had been included, but since they were in Verity's room, they had found some. Both were nice lacey numbers, white bras, with black panties so the colors didn't clash. They had on makeup, not tarted up, but enough to look nice. Verity had decided to not wear the hoop earrings they had been provided and instead had insisted that they wear some small stud earrings. Ivanka had agreed after a bit of discussion.
Both women walked out of the room and moved downstairs. More wreckage was strewn about, more busted glass, empty beers bottles and cans, stains and burn marks where cigars and cigarettes had been rubbed out. There was a nude centerfold stapled to an expensive painting and Verity tutted a bit as they walked past it.
Caroline had told them to go the library when done so they headed there. They passed Caroline on all fours getting fucked in the ass by Wreck while she blew J Boy. Jones was jerking off on the couch and he grinned at them as he shot his load all over it and the expensive rug on the floor.
Verity and Ivanka entered the library and looked around. At the front by the main window was a large chalkboard with several things written on it. Two small desks had been moved in front of the large desk that had been in the study but was now sitting there with some books and school supplies.
Verity read the Blackboard. In large letters at the top were the words "THUG WHORE TRAINING 101" and underneath it was written "Instructor: Ms. Sophie".
Ivanka looked at the desks and saw a stack of books and magazines. The magazines were copies of Penthouse and other cheap pornography, the books included titles such as "Ghetto Talk", "My Life as a Whore", "Streetwalking 101", and some fashion magazines showing various S and M themes, how to dress as a stripper, and how to do make up like a cheap streetwalker.
The door opened and Packer strode in wearing his prison uniform. But he had found a large tweed jacket and black tie. He carried a large antique glass bell and he grinned.
