Hannah raised her hand.
“Yes Hannah” said the boy “What is it?”
“May I go to the toilet, sir?” Hannah asked playing the role of the schoolgirl in the hope it would make him willing to grant her request.
“Since you’ve already finished confession, you may, but hurry back so you don’t miss the other girl’s” the Boy up the front gestured to another boy who walked up to her and said “Hannah stand up and follow me”
Hannah did as she was told and the boy led her out into the dingy dark halls. She followed him to a door with ‘Female’ written on it and then followed him in. He turned the light on then walked to a stall. The room was filthy Hannah saw that many of the toilets were broken or without seats. The one that the boy was standing in front of, however was, if not clean, at least the least dirty of the toilets and had its seat.
“Go inside the stall, turn to face me, pull your panties down and sit on the toilet.”
*I know how to go potty arsehole!* thought Hannah angrily as she followed his instructions. However when she pulled her underpants to her knees he said “Actually take off your panties and hand them to me before you sit down” and she found herself removing them and handing them to him before sitting on the toilet. The boy gave the pants a little sniff and smiled. “Nice” he said “now lift you skirt so I can watch while you pee.” Hannah did as ordered, but since it had all been a ploy to get out of the confession room was a little worried what this purve would do when she didn’t actually go. He looked at her vagina for a moment then said “Well go on, pee.” Suddenly Hannah felt her bladder loosen and peed, not much but a little. Hannah was both shocked and more intensely afraid as she realized that the boys could control her body so completely. She looked at the boy and raised her hand.
“Yes?” he asked
“Can I have a tissue or something to wipe myself?”
The boy pulled a tissue from his pocket and said. “Here, allow me” and reached between her legs, pushed his fingers a little too far into her and wiped away the remnant of pee. She was somewhat surprised when he dropped it into the toilet instead of pocketing it for later.
“Tell me the truth” he said “Did I do that right”
“You pushed in a little far,” she said.
“Did it hurt?” he asked looking genuinely concerned.
“No” she said wishing she could lie. “It was just uncomfortable.”
He smiled “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
*God! What a loser!* thought Hannah *Who gets off on watching girls pee?*
“So you really masturbate at school thinking about other girls?” he asked.
“Not all the time.” said Hannah angrily.
“Hey don’t be mad, bi girls are hot.”
Hannah stopped feeling angry. However she felt unhappy about being called bisexual.
“Hey” said the boy “Would you like to skip the rest of the confessions?”
“Yes” said Hannah.
“Then how about another lesson. This one's for me. Show me how you masturbate in the toilets at school thinking about girls.”
Hannah found, to her dismay, that her hand was moving to her clit. The boy must have noticed she was less than enthusiastic because he said “No, totally pretend you are there. Close you eyes and imagine that you are in the toilets at school, thinking about a hot girl and masturbating”
Hannah closed her eyes and suddenly found herself in the school toilets thinking about Felicity Summers, the blonde cheerleader whose hot wet body Hannah had just seen in the showers. She knew it wasn’t real, but it felt totally like it. She rubbed hers clit with her right hand and massaged her breast with her left imagining that her hands were Felicity’s and that the naked cheerleader was here in the tall with her telling her how she wished Hannah was on the squad so they could be together like this more and how the pother girls felt the same and thought Hannah was the sexiest most talented girl in the whole AHHH1 AHHH AHHH!” Hannah’s body exploded with pleasure as she reached orgasm and was just able to avoid crying out Felicity’s name. As she move her hand to get some toilet paper to clean herself she felt a pair of fingers pushing into her a little too hard again and realized where she actually was. She found, however, that this time she didn’t mind as much. |