A Different School

After lunch, I did not have class. I was not to begin until the following day, so I decided to spend my afternoon up in the dorm.

The girls dorm was located in the center of the school building in a tall five-story tower. Each floor at a common room that boys and girls could both congregate.

I shared a room with three other girls; Emily, Alice, and Janine. All three were also there, working on homework. None of them had a class until night time, so they were willing to talk to me about the school. They were friendly enough.

“Is…what happened in the lunchroom…normal?” I asked from my perch on my bed.

Emily and Janine didn’t look up from their beds, each bent over their books. Alice did look up, however.

“It doesn’t happen very often,” she told me, “usually when Principle Hammond gets involved, it’s very bad. He always makes sure that the greatest amount of people are around to witness your humiliation. And he’s the only one that cum inside you…other than the male students, of course.”

“Only one?” I asked.

“The professors can humiliate you too in their classrooms. They just can’t cum inside you. But that usually doesn’t stop them from just asking a male student to step in. Professors can certainly cum on you, though.”

I sat there in silence, digesting this new system of discipline. I shuffled on the bed, feeling the fabric move against my bare clit. I was not used to wearing no underwear.

“You have to watch out about the Fraternity, too,” Emily spoke up suddenly from her side of the room. She didn’t look up from her book.

“Who are they?”

“They’re a select group of male students that the professors choose every year,” Alice explained to me. “They’re like the police force. They patrol, and they usually take part in public humiliations when teachers are not around.”

“They abuse it though,” Emily said, “they enjoy it too much.”

“What do they do?” I asked curiously.

Emily and Alice exchanged a glance, and Alice sighed. “Do you really want to know? You’ll probably find out for yourself anyway.”

“No, I’d like to know what I have ahead of me,” I insisted.
She shrugged. “Okay. Well then let me tell you about Jill.”



Jill was a good student. She was 18 years old, and ready to graduate soon and finally leave this boarding school. She had been brought there after her parents discovered she had been sleeping around with boys at school. They didn’t want her to stay at the public school, so they sent her to the boarding school instead. She thought it was all very ironic.

The day she got in trouble with the Fraternity, she hadn’t done anything particularly bad. But she was wearing a bra under her shirt.

It was a cold winter, and she was freezing. She figured no one would notice that she was wearing nude-colored bra beneath her blouse, but of course, someone noticed. Someone noticed that her nipples were no longer pushing hard against the fabric. Someone noticed a thin white bra strap peak out of her open collar.

She was standing by her locker, putting her books away in the school corridor, when the fraternity found her. At the time, there were 10 boys in the group. One minute she was standing still, the next someone had grabbed her by the wrist and was pulling her down the hallway.

She knew right away what was going on. Boys crowded around her, shoving her forcefully forward, and she immediately tried to fight back.

“No!” she cried, “No please, I’m sorry!”

Her cries only drew more attention, as students stopped and turned to stare at her. The Fraternity pulled her over to the end of the corridor, where ropes dangled from the ceiling above. This corner was reserved for punishment. She had seen plenty of other students tied up and tortured.

“Please!” she cried, as she felt her blouse give away. Her clothes were being taken off her, and despite her fears, she felt herself grow wet between her legs. One Fraternity member ripped her bra forcefully off, leaving it torn on the floor. Her large breasts swayed free, and she spun around to display them fully to the crowded corridor in front of her.

“Strap her in,” one boy said.

Completely naked, she was forced to sit down against the wall. Hands moved over her, tying her wrists so she was attached to the ends of the corridor by a thick piece of rope. Her ankles were also tied, and hoisted up so her ankles were up in the air above her head. The boys pulled on the rope until her legs were wide open, and she lay there completely exposed.

“Whip,” she heard a voice say, and she cringed.

“I’m sorry, please don’t,” she pleaded, but she was ignored. One Fraternity brother stepped forward. He was the leader. She recognized him. He was her age and in plenty of her classes. Tall and muscular. He held whip in his hand, made up of several dangling strings of leather. The rest of the fraternity were standing around, taking off their clothes.

Without warning, he began whipping her right between the legs. She cried out in pain, fully aware that everyone in the corridor was watching her. Her face burned in humiliation as each blow struck her clit. He varied in direction, whipping her ass for a few strokes, then her pussy. The leather licked up her juices, sending them flying as he reached back for another snap.

She didn’t think she could take it any longer. Pleasure and pain washed over her, and she closed her eyes, letting out small cries with each hit.

Finally it stopped, and she opened her eyes to see that he had thrown the whip aside. He stood there and looked down at her as the other members of the fraternity moved forward.

Dicks appeared all around her, fully erect and pointing in her face. At first she thought she was expected to suck all of them, but one boy moved her so he could lie underneath her. He was strong, and she found herself sitting on top of his stomach with her arms and legs still up in the air. He moved forward, moving her away from the wall so she could lie down against him, her face dangling past his head.

“She’s wet,” he said from beneath her, feeling her ass. She was wet, and her juices had slid down between her legs and onto the floor.

She felt the head of his shaft rub against her ass, and then she felt the pressure as he pushed his dick into her asshole. She cried out in surprise, but he did not stop, and he was soon all the way in.

Her ass felt so full. She wasn’t used to it, but she couldn’t move.

Another boy moved in front of her, and positioned himself so he could enter her pussy. She felt him groan as she pushed in, and she arched her back as the two boys filled her up.

They began thrusting, each with his own rhythm, and she felt herself overwhelmed with pleasure and painful sensations.

But the fraternity was not done. A third boy moved behind them and got on his knees. He was going to fuck her in the face. Her eyes widened when she realized how huge he was.

“Open your mouth,” he instructed. She didn’t want to. She was too scared. She couldn’t fit all of that in.

He slapped her suddenly, and she cried out. He took advantage of her open mouth, and shoved his dick in as hard as she could.

“Once it’s in, it’ll be easier,” he said huskily. She felt the head of his dick move past her lips and her teeth, and then he shoved it the rest of the way. He filled her mouth, whole, and he was not even halfway in.

Together, the three boys fucked her hard. She gasped for breath as the third boy moved in and out of her mouth, and spit and pre-cum dribbled down on her face. Someone grabbed her hands and placed them on two more dicks, so now she was pleasuring five men in total.

“Get a sixth in there!” a loud voice ordered.

Jill didn’t know how that could be possible, and she couldn’t be bothered to figure it out, because she was moaning loudly now. She heard the loud smacking of the first two boys fucking her ass and her pussy. The third boy’s dick stretched her throat.

The boy fucking her pussy leaned back slightly, and soon the sixth boy was straddling her around the stomach. She felt hands grab her breasts and push them together, and then she felt friction as he fucked her in between them.

Everyone was moving in different rhythms. The boy fucking her breasts pinched her nipples hard, and she cried out in pleasure. Soon, the boys fucking her ass and her pussy fell into the same movement, and her pleasure began to build. They fucked her for a very long time, and she completely forgot about everyone watching her.

“Cream pie,” she heard the same loud voice say. She didn’t understand, because right then the boy in her mouth exploded.

He continued thrusting as he came, dribbling white cum down her face and her throat. She choked violently, but he continued to thrust until he was finished. Then he slowly pulled out, trailing cum over her face. He made sure to cover her eyelids and dribble in her hair until he completely backed away.

The boy at her breasts came next, exploding all over her face. It was hot and sticky, and when he finished he wiped himself on her breasts. He climbed off of her carefully. The hot liquid on her face turned her on even more, and she felt her self climb and climb until she herself exploded, right as the last two boys did, filling her ass and pussy with white cream.

She was completely covered. The boys finished and climbed off her. She lay there, spent and sore, unable to move.

“Cup,” the commanding voice said. She opened her eyes carefully, seeing the cum dangling off her eyelashes. Two boys stood and released her wrists and ankles, letting herself lie down on her back.

“Get up.”

The leader of the Fraternity stood there with a cup in his hand, waiting. She obeyed, shifting carefully as she got up to a squatting position.

Cum oozed out of her pussy and her ass, and the leader quickly placed the cup beneath her, catching every drop. She stayed where she was, seeing everyone in the corridor watching her in silence. She hated it. She loved it. Boys stared back at her, cradling their erect dicks in their hands. Girls watched in fascination, their clit’s pulsing in excitement.

When she had finally drained what she could into the cup, the leader took it and gave it to her.

“You’ll learn this time not to break rules again,” he told her. “Drink it.”

It was a lot of cum. She looked at it, fully aware that her face was already covered in the same stuff. She did not much like the taste of cum. It was salty and had too much texture.

She hesitated, and the leader stared at her. “Do it now, or we do it all again,” he said, “there’s plenty more guys who would love to fuck you.”

She didn’t want to do it again. She was sore. She brought the cup to her lips, and put it in her mouth in one shot.

She swallowed hard, feeling the cum ooze slimily down her throat. The leader watched her, waiting. When she handed the cup back, he said “open your mouth.”

She did. It was empty.

He took the cup, and gave her a look of disgust. “You’re filthy,” he said. “Go clean yourself up.”

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