It was Friday evening, 8pm on the dot when I pulled into the drive to Ms. Thorne's private residence. As Headmaster of Sumter Academy she had a house on the grounds, but this was her family home and she had obviously come from money. Not a mansion, but still a large house in a fenced lot with lots of trees and bushes for privacy. There were already several other cars in the driveway as Lilly and I walked up the stairs to the front door. She was looking around nervously, unconsciously tugging at the hem of her uniform skirt until I slapped her hands away.
She was in her school uniform; she didn't have much else in the way of clothes, so I had to make due. Her white blouse was untucked and tied under her tits showing off her narrow waist and firm teenage stomach. It was unbuttoned as well to show her tits, which were high and firm despite not wearing a bra and her nipples pressed against the white fabric. Her skirt was rolled at the waist, the hem no longer a respectable below the knees but instead stopping at mid thigh. She had her long midnight black hair up in a high ponytail with two locks loose to frame her perfect Asian face and her lips were shiny with pink lip gloss. She was wearing her white school sneakers with tiny white ankle socks so her short but shapely legs were as on display as much as her narrow waist and perky tits.
She looked around nervously, having no idea where we were or what was going to happen. I had just told her to meet me at the coffee shop again then pulled off in a quiet section of the road where she reluctantly made the changes to her wardrobe. The only item I had added was a black leather dog collar with a short leash, which Ms. Thorne had told me to ensure she was wearing when we arrived. She gave a small whimper as I made her pull her hair out of the way so I could fasten the stiff leather around her thin neck and the cool links of the chain hung between her tits.
I knocked at the door and a few moments later Ms. Thorne opened it. I thought she was imposing in her office but what I saw now took my breath away. She was in a black and red leather corset that made her already impressive bosom even more so. Red leather pants hugged her ass and legs until the disappeared into calf high boots with a terrifyingly high stiletto heel. Her hair was done in a severe bun and slicked tight to her head, forcing you to look in her eyes which with the dark eyeshadow and mascara paralyzed you like a cobra with a mouse. Her blood red lips were pressed in a firm line that told you to shut up without saying a word. In one hand she held a whisky glass and the other was a riding crop, of course. I heard Lilly gasp in surprise and then give a quiet squeak as Ms. Thorne slowly turned her head and froze her with a silent stare.
"You will be silent unless spoken to Ms. Chang. Do you understand?" She said in a voice that dripped contempt as her cold gaze slid over the scared girl's body. Lilly gave a small whimper but nodded her head, clasping her hands in front of her to keep them from trembling. Ms. Thorne finished her assessment with a quiet snort of disapproval then turned back to me. "Take Ms. Chang by her leash and follow me."
She turned and with the clicking of heels on tile headed into the house. I took the handle of Lilly's short leash and followed her in. Lilly hesitated for a second, her eyes wide with fear but a sharp tug and she staggered forward then followed with her head downcast. Ms. Thorne had stopped at a set of French doors with frosted glass, muffled sounds came from the other side. She turned and looked back at us, her hand resting on the doorknob.
"Mr. Walters, Sumter Academy is one of the finest boarding schools in the country. As such, we have a wide variety of students from very diverse backgrounds. What they all have in common is that they are the daughters of some very wealthy and influential families. They send their girls here to get a world class education, as well as to keep them out of trouble during a challenging period of their lives. What you are about to see is one of the benefits of that arrangement."
I nodded, unsure of what else to do. I felt Lilly pull back on the leash slightly but another sharp jerk stopped her. Ms. Thorne gave a small nod of approval. "Mr. Walters, understand that this prestige comes with a certain level of influence. If you speak of what you are about to see to anyone, I can promise that losing your job will be the least of your concerns, understood."
I nodded again, and gulped nervously then glanced at Lilly. Ms. Thorne read my concern "Don't worry about Ms. Chang." She said dismissively as she opened the door and stepped through.
The room was an impressively large living/rec room with expensive leather and wood furniture, but it was what was going on in there that froze me in place. I saw Sarah, the bull dyke athletics department supervisor sprawled in a chair. Her legs were spread to allow the girl who knelt between them access to her pussy. A second later and I recognized Emily, the star athlete of Sumter Academy. Her long black hair was in her signature thick series of dreadlock braids which, were held firmly in Sarah's hand as she pulled the girl's face into her crotch. Emily wore a light green lacy teddy and matching high heel sandals, which contrasted beautify with her milk chocolate brown skin. The g string of the garment disappeared between her rock hard athletic ass cheeks as she knelt on the hardwood floor.
Over on the sofa I saw Chuck, the chemistry teacher with another student. I easily recognized the short fiery red hair of Julia, a student from my third-year math class. What I didn't recognize was the thick leather gag between her teeth or the armbinder harness that wrapped tightly around her arms up to her shoulders. Her muffled squeals and grunts punctuated the slaps as Chuck spanked the helpless girl across his lap.
Lying on the coffee table was Ashley, the girl I had seen in Ms. Thorne's office earlier that day. Her long blonde hair hung off of one end while her lean legs hung off of the other. She was dressed in a white half cup bra with a matching garter belt and stocking with a set of gleaming heels on her feet. She was moaning as another girl knelt between her legs, lapping at her pussy. The other girl was Farah, I recognized her from my class last year. Her dusky middle eastern skin and long brown hair contrasting against Ashley soft white skin and stockings. Both girls were moaning with pleasure at their sapphic lovemaking in the middle of this orgy. Sitting on the sofa beside them was George, the school caretaker. His pants were around his ankles as he stroked his erect cock, his eyes fastened on the show in front of him. "Yeah bitch, shove that tongue in her cunt. Make her cum all over your face." He grunted as he masturbated furiously.
"You see Mr. Walters, each of these students has somehow managed to get themselves into some sort of serious trouble with their handler. They are all here of their own free will, because they have accepted that their service to us is preferable than the alternative." Ms. Thorne said as she led us around the room. "Emily here was caught taking a performance enhancing supplement."
"It was a natural supplement to help with muscle recovery." Emily murmured softly, her mouth still buried in Sarah's pussy. She yelped when Sarah gave her hair a sharp tug.
"It was an unauthorized, non approved substance that you were caught using to enhance your performance. And if you don't shut up and keep licking that is what I will be telling the scouts when they show up next month, and you can kiss any chances at a scholarship goodbye." Sarah said with a chuckle as the muscular black girl trapped between her legs groaned in resignation.
"Julia here was caught in the chemistry lab after hours." Chuck exclaimed as he softly rubbed the bound redhead's abused ass. "She was just a couple of steps away from making Methamphetamine before I stopped her, weren't you." She nodded, her eyes screwed shut in pain as tears tracked down her cheeks. "Well, don't worry little girl. You just keep taking your punishment and no one needs to know, do they?" He chuckled and Julia yelped as he delivered another hard slap on the young girl sprawled helplessly over his lap.
"George caught Farah in the girl's locker room with another student. While there is nothing in the Sumter Academy rules against inter-student relationships, Farah comes from a very strict and traditional family. Should they find out about her 'preferences' I am sure they would pull her out and order her home where she would be quickly married off." Ms. Thorne said as she gently stroked the kneeling girls hair. "Instead, she gets to indulge herself as much as she wants, as long as George gets to watch." Farah nodded, her delicate face pressed firmly into the pussy of the girl lying on the table before her.
