After five minutes or so, Alison pulled the strapon out of the squirming, humiliated Lizzy. The cheerleader's face was red, there were tears in her eyes and he chin was slick with drool. "Well," said Alison, "that's your punishment out of the way. Unfortunately you still have to make amends to Jennifer, the girl you copied from, as well as learn the stuff on the test."
Lizzy whimpered. Could this day get any worse? One thing was for sure, she was never, ever going to cheat on a test again. Alison forced the cheerleader to her feet and marched her to one of the desks. Lizzy sat down and winced from the pain in her poor abused butt. She didn't dare to resist as Alison tied her ankles to the legs of the chair with thin rope because her hands were still cuffed behind her back and she dreaded another spanking.
"Jennifer!" said Alison loudly. "You can come in now!"
"MMPH!" went Lizzy in surprise. The door to the classroom opened and Jennifer walked in. She was a year older than Lizzy, having had to repeat a year, and it was rumoured that she was a lesbian. Shit, thought Lizzy, guess that rumour was true. Jennifer was a tall, skinny brunette with small, firm tits and a cheeky smile. She licked her lips and grabbed one of the chairs. Dropping it just behind and to the left of the bound cheerleader, she quietliy whispered in her ear, "I've fantasized about getting my hands on you for a long time..."
Lizzy whimpered and tried to shuffle away. "Stop that!" commanded Alison. "Now, I'm going to go over the material on quadratic equations for an hour and you'd better pay attention because after that I'll give you the test again. And you'd better not fail! Now pay attention and try to ignore the distractions."
Lizzy felt a sick feeling of fear in her gut. She was hopeless at math, even worse than at her other subjects. That's why she'd cheated. She decided there was nothing else to do but try to concentrate and pray that some of the incomprehensible gibberish would sink in.
Alison went to the blackboard and started to write. Lizzy leaned forward and tried to listen, and to ignore the sensation of Jennifer's lips kissing her bare shoulder and neck. It was surprisingly hard to concentrate. She felt the lesbian's right hand caress her stomach and creep up towards her breasts, but Lizzy kept her attention focussed on Alison's math lesson. She only flinched a little as the roaming hand crept under her bra and stroked her hard nipple. But then she felt Jennifer's left hand rub her thigh, and the fingers were wet. EWWW! That was the final straw. Lizzy yelled through the gag and desperately tried to escape. Jennifer giggled, but Alison was not impressed. "Lizzy! Stop fidgeting and pay attention." She turned back to the board. "So x equals two plus..."
The rest of the hour was a slow torture for Lizzy. Jennifer had taken to stroking her pussy through her panties, just enough to keep the cheerleader wet and horny but not enough to get off. And she'd randomly pinch her body to try and break her concentration. Finally the hour was up and Alison put a test paper in front of her. "I'm going to release your right hand so you can write, but don't try any funny business." |