The look in Susan Mitchell's eyes as West Valley High's headmaster approached her Monday morning told Stephen Krutz all he needed to know. He knew he had finally succeeded in breaking the young cheerleader. The girl has spent the weekend trapped in a latex and fur cougar costume, confined to a small cage in the school's atrium. A large plug filled her ass, except for those several times a day she was escorted to the boys' bathroom to relieve herself. Her head was sticking out from the front of the cage, held in place, unable to move as she rested on her bound elbows and knees. Her hood had been removed, exposing her face, which was streaked with tears and cum. Krutz wondered how many boys had taken advantage of their classmate this weekend.
The headmaster released the 18-year-old girl from the cage, and placing a leash around her neck, pulled her on arms and knees to his office. She made no effort to resist, her blue eyes staring vacantly ahead.
In the office, Krutz removed the tail and butt plug and unzipped the costume from her body. She was soaked in sweat from the hot latex. Two plates of food and water were placed in front of her and she hungrily tore into them, eating every morsel and lapping up all of the water. She had last been fed by one of her classmates yesterday afternoon so Krutz knew the girl would be hungry.
He removed the tape straps holding Susan's wrists to her shoulders and her ankles to her thighs. Susan slowly stretched her limbs, which had been bound since Friday afternoon and were incredibly sore. She stumbled as she tried to stand and grabbed on to the edge of the headmaster's desk for support. She stared blankly at him waiting to see what fresh hell he had in store for her.
"You've been giving pleasure to your classmates all weekend so I thought maybe you should get some yourself," he said and led the girl back out into the atrium. Along one wall was now fitted a pair of large metal rings similar to the one that was used to restrain her in her room. She was led over and chained to the rings by her wrists. A student rolled out a small table with something that looked like half of a barrel sitting on top of it. The barrel was covered in a kind of cloth but there was a strip of plastic running down the middle of it.
The student rolled it over and Susan realized she was going to be expected to mount the device, which Krutz explained was called a sybian. Before it was placed under her, however, he placed a soft plastic dildo, well lubricated in a slot on top of the device. Two boys lifted Susan into the air and brought her down upon the impaling phallus with a groan from the young girl. She straddled the device with her feet dangling uselessly in the air.
As Susan was concentrating on the dildo, she felt someone grab her breast and remove the metal ring that had been inserted a week earlier. She wondered why until she felt the hard nipple clamp bite down on her tender nipple. Her other breast was treated likewise and she saw the chain attached between the two clamps dangling in front of her as she looked down. The chain was pulled down and attached to the front of the cart with another chain, which pulled Susan slightly forward causing her back to arch due to the cuffs around her wrists.
The sybian started pulsating inside her. She instinctively tried to move up and off the impaling dildo but the nipple chains prevented much upward movement. With no leverage from her dangling feet, her clit and vulva were pressed against the vibrating machine, causing her to squirm.
