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Then he strapped my bound wrists down with a rope around tied tightly around my waist and secured my waist to the back of the chair. I gotta get me some of that pretty little schoolgirl ass!
I tried to plead and beg for another option, but the gag silenced any protest. I turned my head to see Dave grab a bottle of hand lotion off Saras dresser.
Dave grabbed me under the arms told to get on my knees with his help I meekly complied. With my voice cracking I protested, I cant do that. He grabbed the back of my head as his erection filled my mouth.
Dave the stated, Ronnie always wanted a blow job from a cute little schoolgirl. My fantasy had become a reality I was damsel in distress, a little schoolgirl at the mercy of her captors.
As the nylon slip rubbed against the tights my excitement grew.
Time to put this damsel in distress I thought as I grabbed the other 2 pair of panties and stuffed them in my mouth. I put both of my wrists through the coils and secured them with one zip-tie, then with the other zip tie I secured my ankles ropes to my wrist coils and pulled it as tight as I could.
Then he pulled my tights and panties down just past my buttocks.
Then Ronnie laughed loudly and pulled off his belt.
Her rooms down the hall, I need to find her credit card. As they came into the room, Ronnie said loudly, What the fuck?!? Ronnie grabbed Saras digital camera off her dresser and told Dave they could take a few pictures for everyone at school to see. He winked at his drunken buddy Ronnie and then said, Maybe Sean can convince us not to take pictures.
As I struggled the pleated blue plaid skirt wiggled about my bottom.
Dave lifted the skirt and slip then tossed them over my back exposing my tights.
Dave proudly announced, Alright little girl here comes big daddy. I felt pressure at my hole, then pain as my hole stretched to accommodate the intruder, then suddenly it slid in.
I could feel his skin slap against my bottom as he thrust himself in and out. Tear stained face, white peter pan blouse, plaid cross tie, skirted flipped-up, tights and panties pulled down all signs of a true schoolgirl in distress, sad, but true.