Author's note: West Valley Academy is fictional. All actors in this universe are 18 years of age or older. Neither the school, nor any of its inhabitants, exist in the real world and any similarities to actual places or persons is completely coincidental. In the real world, the activities taking place in these stories would result in lawsuits, arrests and worse. Do not try this at home.
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It had taken almost an hour to remove the thick white makeup from Susan's face and neck last night. She had been given some moisturizer to use to counter any effects from the heavy greasy makeup. A solvent had been applied to her lips and she had gasped as she was finally able to open them after almost eight hours. She was dehydrated and hungry and the nurse's aide had given her an IV to replenish her fluids. Miss Andrews, the school nurse, had come to see her in the evening and left the room with a look of anger. Susan hoped the nurse was going to have another discussion with the headmaster about maintaining Susan's health.
Brittany Daniels was once again waiting for Susan in the multi-story atrium of the senior house at West Valley. For the third consecutive day, the girl found herself tightly mummified. This morning, it was a combination of Christmas lights and garland that held the woman in her standing position. The light strands had been tightly wound around Brittany's naked body, once again pinning her against a support post, unable to move. The garland had been tied around her as well, to add a more festive touch. Her breasts had been left exposed and clover clamps had been placed on her nipples, a silver chain connecting them. Several glass ornaments had been hung from the chain, pulling down on her nipples. A red Santa hat covered the stubble starting to grow on her recently-shaved head. She was neither blindfolded, nor gagged today, which she thought was an improvement.
Being bound to the post as a Christmas decoration meant Brittany had a front row seat to the spectacle being pulled in by a pair of students. They were dragging in a wooden rocking horse, which consisted of a pair of curved wooden rockers attached together with a piece of wood at their midsection, and four wooden poles that bent upwards to a wooden saddle. Susan Mitchell's stomach rested on the saddle, with her arms tied down to the two front posts and her legs bound to the two rear poles. The bit gag was in her mouth again and she once again sported the reindeer ears on her head.
The large TV screens in the atrium that usually showed school schedules or videos of sports activities instead showed the streaming video of the two girls. One camera was focused on Brittany, the colorful Christmas lights blinking across her naked body. Another was pointed directly behind Susan, displaying her pussy to anyone watching. Another was focused on her face, watching her facial expressions.