Jenn couldn’t believe the report card she was taking home. “That Bitch!” Jenn commented as she read the grade Ms. Hornin gave her in gym class.

“An F! How could she give me an F! After what she did to me, and what she made me do, she still failed me. Oh no, what are my parents going to say!?”

When Jenn walked in her expensive home, her parents were waiting.

“Jenn honey,” her Mom spoke up, “it’s okay, we already know and we’ve already made arrangements to have your grade fixed.”

Immediately Jenn was relieved. She had no idea what they had done, but as so often before, her parents had come through for her again.

“Yes dear,” her father added, “Ms. Hornin just called and said she didn’t want you to have to go through real summer school to make it up, so we’ve made arrangements for you to stay with her for the two weeks your mother and I are in Europe.”

Jenn’s jaw dropped! “What?!”

“It’s your only choice pumpkin. If you want to go away to the university your gonna have to get this F off your record, and Ms. Hornin has been kind enough to help you with this. She is going to let you stay with her for two weeks, and she’ll take you to school each day and where two can run through class together and she’ll take care of the grade for you. You don’t want to go to summer school and keep it on your perfect record do you?”

Jenn was speechless. Her parents had just set her up to go stay with the same woman who beat her and raped her at school a short while ago, or else her future would be in doubt.

“Now go pack dear,” Mom said, “we leave first thing in the morning.”

Jenn cried herself to sleep that night. She was stuck. For two weeks she would be stuck with the meanest bitch she had ever met. A woman who enjoyed doling out punishment, especially to her.

The next morning, Jenn took her time getting up, she didn’t want the nightmare to start yet. But her parents had a flight to catch and they moved her along. An hour later, they waved goodbye from their Jaguar as Jenn stood beside Ms. Hornin in front of her house. As Ms. Hornin waved goodbye with her right hand, her left hand, which had set itself around Jenn’s shoulder as a sign of protection, slowly slid down her back and onto Jenn’s teenage ass. A slight squeeze let Jenn know that she was in for a long two weeks.

“Your parents are so sweet. They practically handed you over to me. On a silver platter. I have to confess,” she continued as she led her up to her front door, “I enjoyed our little tussle so much, that I wanted some more personal time with you before you went off to school.”

The look of fear on Jenn’s face made Ms. Hornin chuckle.

“Oh, don’t worry about your grade, it was never an F, I just made that card for you to take home. It’s an A, but for the next two weeks, you’re under my guardianship.”

“So here’s the rules,” Ms. Hornin continued, “first, for the next two weeks, you’ll call me Loni, my first name. Not Ms. Hornin just Loni. Second, forget the school thing each day, your classes will be right here. So, while you’re here, I will set out what you are to where each day. I’ll take that suitcase for you.”

Loni tossed it in a closet and locked the door.

“Now, you will follow every order I give you while you’re here, or you will be punished. And don’t forget I have your parent’s number, and I can also change that grade! So don’t fuck with me or I’ll fuck you! And you know I will, because I already have. Now, get those clothes off and go upstairs and put on today’s uniform. Now!”

Jenn reluctantly went upstairs, and found the room marked “slave-girl Jenn” on a note on the door. She went in and found a bare bedroom, nothing in it but a bed. On the bed was a gym uniform. But right away, Jenn noticed that the uniform was two sizes too small. She struggled but finally got the shorts around her ass, and pulled the top down as far as it would go. The shorts barely came up just to the top of her pubic mound, which could barely be seen above the elastic. Similarly, the bottom of Jenn’s breasts were visible below the hem of the shirt.

Minutes later, Loni strode into the room wearing a bathrobe and heels. Jenn looked at her with a slight fear, not sure of her plan since this isn’t what she had on minutes ago.

“I see by your look that you’re a little nervous. Well, we are going to try and get over that right now. Last time we were together, or actually, our bodies were together, it was for a violent encounter. I think our bodies would prefer a more soft meeting, of a gentle persuasion.”

Loni strode over to stand before Jenn. Jenn was reminded that this woman was still several inches taller than her, heavier, and most likely stronger. But, she also controlled her immediate future.

“Suck it up and it will be over soon.” Jenn thought to herself.

“So, why don’t you, untie my robe belt, and slip off my robe.”

Jenn hesitated, looking to the robe then back to Loni. But her cheek soon felt a sting from the palm of Loni’s hand.

“Think long, think wrong. Do as you are told, now!” Loni reasserted.

Jenn untied the belt, as it came loose, Loni’s breasts pushed through the robe and Jenn saw that Loni was naked underneath.

“That’s right, now the robe.”

Jenn hardly heard her voice because she was distracted by the naked body before her, but she felt the next slap as it knocked her to the bed.

Loni dropped the robe herself and forced herself onto Jenn, pinning her to the bed.

“I told you to follow orders, or else! So now, to learn a lesson, you’ll get or else!”

Loni pulled Jenn’s arms beneath her knees, lifted the two sizes too small t-shirt up to Jenn’s neck, and commenced punching her teenage breasts. Jenn cried out begging her to stop. But Loni continued ignoring her pleas.

“It’s not fun being ignored is it?” Loni chided as she continued battering the sore orbs.

Minutes later, Loni dismounted the crying cheerleader, and started out of the room.

“Tomorrow, I’m having company over. Your clothes will be on the closet door when you get up in the morning. Go to bed. Tonight, no dinner for your disobedience. Obey me tomorrow, maybe you’ll eat!” Loni finished as she slammed the door behind her. Amidst her sobbing, Jenn heard a key lock the bedroom door from the outside.

When Jenn woke up, she begged for the night before to be a nightmare, but when she opened her eyes, she saw that it had been true. She went to the bathroom. She surveyed the room for anything that might help her over the next two weeks. But there wasn’t much a towel, bar of soap, and bottle of shampoo could do.

When she came out of the shower with the towel around her torso, she noticed the clothes from the day before were gone. Then she remembered that her attire for the day would be on the closet door. She opened the door to find an empty closet, and a coat hanger on the door know with a tiny black string bikini hanging from it.

“Oh no,” she thought. The tight gym suit was bad enough, but now she would have to wear a bikini that she would never have worn out in public. And, she had company coming over. Maybe she’d be able to stay in her room while they were here, and maybe she would eat.

Seconds later, a speaker in her ceiling came to life, “breakfast is ready, come and eat now or it will go into the trash.”

Jenn raced down stairs, her stomach growling the whole way, and getting dressed at the same time. She got the string bottoms on, feeling the thong go right up her ass, but didn’t get the strings tied before she sat down.

“Wow, hungry huh,” Loni said as she came up behind Jenn and tied her bikini top for her, “this looks good on you. My friends should like it too.”

Oh no, Jenn thought, she would be part of today’s events.

At 11:30am, four women were standing with Loni in her living room when Jenn was summoned. When she arrived she was introduced to Rebecca, the redhead, Josie, the blond, and Lisa and Crystal, two African-American twin sisters. All the women seemed familiar to Jenn. They all were about the same build, in fact the same build as Loni. Same height, bout the same weight. Then it hit her, she had seen these women in pictures in Loni’s office. Loni introduced them as her old cheering partners. They had all cheered together. And each of them were now teachers and cheerleading sponsors at different high schools.

Loni told everyone to sit, except Jenn, and went about telling the women Jenn’s story. How she didn’t like coming to Jenn’s house for cheering parties. And how she was mean to the other cheerleaders as their captain, which wasn’t true. And how she was assigned to live with Loni for the next two weeks. She even told them that she was under orders to do whatever Loni instructed, or else she’d fail high school. And, that they had been called over for a lesson in “Student Discipline.”

“So basically,” Crystal asked, “You’ve got this snobby blond-bitch as your slave for two weeks?”

“I sure do.” Loni answered.

“Prove it.” Rebecca added.

“No problem.”

Loni ordered Jenn to kneel in front of Lisa. Lisa smiled, not sure what this game would bring about. Loni then ordered Jenn to put her nose in Lisa’s crotch. After taking a deep breath, Jenn slowly buried her face in the cotton covering Lisa’s crotch. Lisa’s eyes popped in amazement.

“Oh my!” she exclaimed. “I can’t remember the last time I had a white girl sniff my pussy.” They old friends enjoyed a laugh. Jenn began to relax her gesture when Lisa caught her head from behind her pushed her snugly back in. “Your not through yet honey, your just getting started.” Lisa ordered. She then reached down and pulled the strip of her shorts covering her snatch to one side, and said, “Loni said in my crotch, not my shorts.” Then forced Jenn’s face into her black pussy.

As Lisa grinded her crotch into Jenn’s face, she said, “bet you’ve never tasted black pussy before, have you dear? It’s sweet and warm. Mmm”

Loni smiled as she enjoyed the view of the snobby little rich girl getting her mouth full of black pussy.

Rebecca, Josie, Crystal, and Loni continued their conversation as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, Lisa was nearing an explosion as her moans and movements revealed. Minutes later, Lisa climaxed on Jenn’s mouth, covering her with juices from cheek to cheek.

“Oh my, I’ll bet you’ve never tasted anything like that before, have you honey?”
Lisa asked.

After cleaning her mouth off, Jenn mumbled, “Tasted like shit….”

Her comments were cut off by Lisa’s right hand slapping her face. Jenn fell backwards from the blow landing on her back.

“You did not just say I tasted like shit!??!!” Lisa barked.

Lisa looked at Loni, not sure what to say next.

Loni shrugged, “hey, if you got a problem with her, take her into my exercise room and deal with it there. This room is for pleasure, not torture.” She finished with a wink.

Lisa grabbed the stunned cheerleader by the hair and dragged her out of the room and down the hall to Loni’s exercise room. When Lisa entered with her “student in need of discipline”, she noticed that the room had been rearranged since the last time she had been there. The benches and stationary bikes were gone, and instead the room was practically empty except for a room-covering mat on the floor, and ropes dangling from the ceiling from different areas.

“Oh, I’m gonna like this.” Lisa smiled.

“She told me I could watch.” Crystal said as she came up behind her sister and the crawling teenager.

The two sisters dragged Jenn into the room and began contemplating their fun.

“You’ve never been a watcher Crystal, you’re always involved.”

“That’s right Lisa, and since we’re twins, we think alike on most everything. And I’m sure your thinking like me in that, I’m thinking that I’d love to kick this little white ass as much as you!”

Lisa concurred with her sibling with a smile and a nod.

Crystal lifted the kneeling Jenn off the mat with a foot to the side. Jenn rolled over, unable to get the smell of Lisa off her face, and fearing the next 30 minutes or so. She was lifted again by the hair, and tossed across the mat by it. A kick to her head, a punch to her stomach revived her again. Several times she felt a foot across her cheek, holding her down while someone sat on her hips. Then, punches rained down on her belly as she was help down on the mat. Once that beating had ceased, she was instructed to suck the toes that were on her face. For the next few minutes, she could hardly keep her eyes open as her body was kicked, punched, stomped and kneed all across the room.

The sisters took turns holding Jenn in pain-full positions, having a torture contest. Crystal held Jenn in a full-nelson hold, than forced her down to her stomach and sat on her back, pulling Jenn’s head backwards. It was a contest on who could garnish the loudest screams from the little white girl.

Lisa left her mark on Jenn by setting her up on her knees, then from behind, standing on her ankles, wrapping her arm around her neck from the front, and leaning backwards. More screams escaped the teenager.

Not to be outdone, Crystal laid Jenn out face up, sat on her face while facing Jenn’s feet. Then slid her hand under the bikini bottom, and little by little, began yanking pubic hairs from Jenn’s mound.

Lisa laughed at her sister. “What?” Crystal asked.

“She ain’t gonna scream with your ass on her mouth.” Lisa laughed.

Crystal smiled and responded, “She’ll scream, or I’ll pull her bald.”

Soon, everything went dark for Jenn as her body succumbed to the pain and lack of air.

To revive her, she was lifted by both her arms, and thrown, back first, against a wall by both women. Once there, she received alternating knee lifts to her lower stomach area and crotch. Then, Lisa ripped her bikini top off. Crystal then reached down, grabbing the front strap of the bikini bottom, and lifted up. But this section of cotton was stronger and Jenn got a frontal wedgie for her troubles.

Lisa grabbed the back and pulling together, both women stripped the last piece of material from the younger girl’s body. Naked and hurting, Jenn fell to the mat face first. She was too incoherent to here her attackers talking. Probably for the best, cause when she came out of her daze, her hands were lifted and tied above her head as she sat in a kneeling position. A few slaps to her face and she was seeing again. Her first sight was of two black women, naked, standing before her smiling.

“Black pussy is an acquired taste,” Crystal informed Jenn, “so we are going to help you acquire it.”

Crystal walked up to the bounded cheerleader and grabbed two handfuls of hair.

“Hurt me, and we’ll hurt you worse.”

With that, Crystal pulled Jenn’s face into her crotch and grinded her pussy over Jenn’s pouting lips. Lisa and Crystal took turns pleasuring themselves until Loni and the other ladies entered the room to learn of their progress.

After pleasing themselves three times each, and loosening the rope from the ceiling, Jenn fell to the mat face first, hands still tied above her head, but unconscious.

Lisa and Crystal dressed and thanked Loni for the “Student Discipline Lesson”. Loni smiled and invited them back anytime over the next two weeks for more. Josie and Rebecca said they were next, but later. The student looked a little too tired for their lessons.

Karen interrupted Debra tale to ask, “oh my goodness. That poor girl, and she had to do this for two weeks?”

“Fraid so.” Debra answered. “The next day Josie and Rebecca did come back for the same lesson. But when they were done, I heard Jenn was out for two days. It wasn’t until Friday that Jenn was able to get out of bed again.”

“Well, did anything else good happen that week, besides her getting beat up by those women?” Karen asked.

“As a matter of fact yes. Ms. Hornin called me up and asked if I wanted to get back at Jenn for trying to hurt me. How could I refuse. I still had to take her gym class. She told me to bring Toy and come by that following Monday.”

“What happened then?” Karen excitedly asked.

“Well, let’s take a break and get something to eat first, then I’ll give you the full scoop.” Debra answered.