"Look what you're doing to me." I gasped and closed my eyes, feeling a new orgasm hitting my body again…As I got wetter, he fingered me harder, sque...zing my clit between his fingers. Every thrust and pinch was pleasure and my vagina contracted hard around his fingers, making me cum even more. He watched me in the mirrors having my orgasms and his long cock grew hard again. "Stand up, babe; I want to fuck you against the mirror." His voice was rough.I could feel his cock against my buttocks and. It was red and very swollen. My lips opened up and you could see arousal all over them. It was wetter than it has ever been. I started to cry again, she had turned my nice little pussy into a nasty gross dyke cunt that would worship her pussy forever. Now I would have to worship her pussy because my pussy was in control of me.When she came back she had two dildos in her hands. She looked directly at my pussy and said, "Oh, look at that, isn't that nice. I've got my very own nasty dyke cunt in. “It’s a nerd thing.”A final-year student called a warning through the classroom door, “Principal Hockstadler’s ready to start.”“I’d better go and do my duty,” I sighed, getting to my feet. “I’ll catch you guys later.”I made my way to the Great Hall. Cayenne was not happy. “Where have you been?” she hissed.“Catching up with my friends. But I’m here for you now.”Standing at the front of the stage, Principal Hockstadler took the mike and made a short welcoming speech. Fortunately he was as. Most of the men already knew her from previous years, and would leave her alone out of respect for the boss lady. There were a couple of new hands, though and she'd have to have a quick word with them explaining that Kammi was off limits.Then she'd taken Kammi to her room, dumped her luggage and put her to work feeding the calves. That job lasted an hour and a half, after which Kammi took it upon herself to clean out the stalls and do some light grooming. Before she knew it, it was.