Thread: Robert's Rules (Potatolord and skittish_butterfly)

On all fours in front of Mr. Robert's desk, Eve heard what he said perfectly clear. Maybe he thought she was a dog and wasn't allowed to walk or talk, but she certainly could understand the disgusting way he was talking about he to the geek. Let the skinny pencil neck have sex with her? She glared at the two of them, her welling tears close to boiling her eyes blazed so hot. It was even worse when he was talking right at her, making her feel horribly small, aware how helpless her position was with no clothes and trapped with a leash around her throat and pretty much having to put up with every stupid idea the teacher of even the geek came up with. And it was still the first hours of the week! In her mouth? That wasn't what she signed up for! But she knew she couldn't take any more spanking right now either. Delay, delay, think of some way to do neither, until her bottom could handle a little more of the crawling abuse. Maybe if she was a fat pig like Brenda she would be able to handle getting spanked better, but she was always fit and there wasn't layer after layer of fat padding protecting her from the horrible smacks and she could feel them like each one was burning through to her core. Delay somehow. Then the geek intervened before she had to decide anything. Milking? The asshole? What the hell did he even mean. She was looking back and forth between the two of them like she couldn't believe they were even having the discussion, like she somehow must have truly lost even comprehension of English because it just made no sense. She started to protest but the geek gave a quick sharp tug that almost strangled her, forcing her to shut up and listen. And then it all went downhill from there Eve scarcely even knew what was happening to her until they'd done it already. One second she was just kneeling on all fours trying to think of a way to avoid having to get spit on and not get spanked too soon in the bargain, and the next thing she knew the geek was practically mauling her left breast, and then her right too. His spindly fingers were stronger than they looked, probably from hour after hour of holding video game controllers or jerking himself off, Eve thought with disgust as she gritted her teeth and tried to keep quiet, tried to bear it in silence until it was over so it wouldn't get worse, and so at least her blazing bottom could cool off a teeny bit. But no way was she licking the geek's asshole, no freakin' way. He kept jerking down, pulling harder, like he was trying to see if he could pull her nipple off and keep it as a souvenir of the one time he saw a girl naked. Eve was gasping in pain through her clenched jaw, staring down and moaning quietly as the tears welled up again. She had to be quiet, had to keep herself from being forced to lick the geeks... Urggggh It wasn't her fault she made noise. It was the shock and surprise and outright disgust that did it. It wasn't fair. She was doing what they wanted and still she was suddenly plunged into darkness, her face covered by huge warm fleshy globes that practically suffocated her. Eve rose up the little bit she could on her knees, her hands futilely pushing away on the fat pig right in her face but Brenda was just too pig. Eve thought she was going to throw up, and tried to scream but it was like she could barely make a sound through all that fat flesh, and she could barely breath in enough to whimper loudly when she was done. The hands in her hair were too much to fight against but she couldn't pull her hands down, too scared and disgusted to submit. That was when her ears, which still worked, heard the nasty swishing sound and then a horrible crack across her bottom, a line of pain cutting right across the red agony of all the spankings. She jerked against Brenda's fat ass in her face and the pull of the geek's fingers still tugging away and pinching her nipples again and again. It did no good and she just sobbed and struggled harder, but it did no good, she was trapped and helpless. The whistling sound again and she whimpered into Brenda's butt again knowing the agony that was about to follow. Eve stiffened and almost collapsed to the floor from the pain of it, but Brenda kept gripping he hair in her fat fists and the geek was practically holding her up with his vice like grip on her nipples. She wanted to die. Another crack until she finally relented, her hands finally going back to the four on all fours, like a good doggie. She sobbed and struggled to breath, unable to control herself and miserable beyond any nightmare she'd ever had. Her only bright spot was at least Brenda's butt was so huge she couldn't see the class, couldn't see Mark, didn't have to see them all staring at her giving in to this. She held still, rising up only once in a while when the Geek was especially mean and brutal to her aching nipples, making them swell up red with pain, or when she thought Brenda would never let her breathe again. But every time the slash of Mr. Robert's cane put her right back down on all fours, helpless to do anything but accept it all until they were done. When Brenda finally stepped away, and the Geek released her nipples, Eve was a horrible mess. She slumped to the floor, every drop of strength and resistance beaten out of her by the cane. Her hair was a mess falling across her eyes and shoulders where Brenda just let it go, and her mascara was running from tears, her slender body still shaking with her sobs of disgust and pain. She knew she would never sit again, her bottom hurt more than it was possible to heal. He must have broken her. She lay there, praying for mercy, praying he would just leave her alone for awhile, ignoring the laughs and sounds of the kids moving around to get a better look at her down on the floor.