It consisted of a blue skirt, white blouse and darker blue jacket with long stockings and slightly heeled maryjanes. I was horrified. 'They expect me ...o wear that?' Reluctantly I put the clothes on, and felt so exposed. 'How can girls tolerate wearing something like this?' Grace urged us on, she didn't want to be late and get punished again. Cheryl helped me put my hair in a feminine style and off we went to our first class that day. Most classes were like regular classes, like in my old. " Then what does that make you?" A dirty slut." She knew it was true. She may have had no choice but she still got off numerous times. She liked it. "You deserve my disgust, don't you?" "Yes." "Do you want me to hit you again?" "Yes. I don't deserve your respect. Please hit me." Whap! Her other cheek got it hard with a full hand slap across her face like she was trying to knock something loose. And when Tara recovered enough to look into the angry girls eyes, Erica was right back in her face,. Poor little Sylvia was still a technical virgin even though she had only just recently passed her sixteenth birthday. She was often tempted to relieve her own tension after listening to her mother's descent into the throes of consuming passion. The problem was that Sylvia was unable to achieve even the most modest of orgasms in solitude. She had achieved several very satisfactory releases frigging her pussy whilst dishing out oral sex to her male classmates in a secluded spot behind the gym. “Oh yeah. I’m very serious!” I ran my fingers over her panty covered pussy and she moaned “you better stop or we will get caught.” “OK but you better be ready for me when I get back.” I left her in the hall way and went out the back door, flipping the alarm switch to the off position as I left. I went back out to the car and did a few more patrols while I waited for the restaurant to close and everyone to leave. About 45 minutes later I was driving by the front and I saw her flash the.