6 comments/ 70356 views/ 36 favorites All Hallows Revenge By: petuchi10 This story is fiction. Any real people or events that this story describes are purely coincidental. This story is the sole property of the author and in its original form, with non-exclusive rights granted to Literotica to publish it on their website. Please do not share or redistribute this story in any way without the approval of the author and/or Literotica. Thank you. Note: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. This story contains non-consensual lesbian domination with an element of mind control. If that isn't your cup of tea, please pass this story over rather than give it a poor rating. All comments, good or bad, are welcome, but please no flaming. I apologize in advance to anyone who lives the Goth lifestyle and might be offended by this story. Thank you. Author's Note: In this story, a drug called Staminamyacin is mentioned. To my knowledge, this drug and any drug similar to it is completely fictitious. Staminamyacin is a complete figment of my imagination. I do not have any knowledge or degree in medicine, biochemistry, or pharmaceuticals with which to base this drug off of. I just wanted to make that clear. Thank you. * Winifred Bearans slammed her locker shut and began walking out of Parker High School, glad that the school week was finally done and the weekend had arrived. She was actually most excited for the following Monday because it was Halloween. Winifred laughed every time she thought of her favorite holiday. As a Goth, she thought it was so stereotypical that she loved Halloween but she couldn't help it. Even as an 18 year-old teenager, there was something about dressing up and giving and getting candy that she just adored. As she walked into the school parking lot to her car, she heard a voice off to her side call out "Hey Winnie Pooh." Winifred looked towards the direction of the voice, rolling her eyes as she did so because she knew just who that voice belonged to. She confirmed her suspicion when she spotted Shelley Johnston and her cheerleader clique hanging out in the alley between the auto-shop building and the main school building. Shelley Johnston had been a transfer to Parker High School the previous year when she and Winifred were juniors and had immediately taken to picking on Winifred. Winifred had become a Goth during her sophomore year when she had a bad breakup with a jock. He had done the proverbial "be sweet to get them in bed and dump them if they don't put out" thing and she had taken it hard. She had found that the Goth clique was the only group open and understanding enough of her sadness and pain and she quickly found herself joining their clique. Shelley picked on her because, by Shelley's own admission, being a Goth made you a target. One of Shelley's primary ways to tease Winifred was to make fun of her name. After all, a name like Winifred Bearans made such a thing somewhat easy. Some of Shelley's choice names were Winnie Pooh, Pooh Bear, Pooh Pooh, Winnie Bear, and even Wimpy Winnie. However, Shelley's teasing had given way to bullying over the course of this past school year. Shelley had begun to turn to humiliating Winnie as a means of picking on her. Namely, she had turned to sexually humiliating Winnie. Often, it took the form of Shelley and/or her clique coming upon Winifred in out-of-the-way areas of the school (mainly the girl's restroom and the girl's locker room) and stripping her naked and running off with her clothes, leaving poor Winifred to fend for herself and try to cover her voluptuous figure with large 38D breasts. Other times, they preferred to tie or pin her down, tear her clothes off, and force her to become sexually stimulated, even to the point that they forced her to endure many orgasms. Often this was done quite literally at their hands (or more precisely, their fingers) and they even added their tongues to her forced pleasure (All the cheerleaders were either bisexual or lesbian, so it didn't bother any of them finger or eat out their victim). They also had a penchant for using various sex toys for the same purposes. All the while, they recorded Winifred's humiliation with digital camcorders and/or digital cameras and cell phone cameras (the cheerleaders were very good to either keep their faces off camera or have the back of their heads to the camera so they wouldn't be recognized). The worst torture (at least in Winifred's mind) was when they stripped her naked and tied her down to a sexual implement (most likely a vibrator or big dildo) and left her to unbind herself and make her way home. It was the worst because they often rigged it so that her method of salvation forced her to endure the most sexual torture. In one instance, they had converged on her in the gymnasium, stripper her naked, and used the climbing ropes to bind her hands so that she was barely touching the ground. Then they had used specialty padlocking fetish handcuffs to bind her hands within the climbing ropes. The key that unlocked the padlock on the handcuffs was then dangled on another climbing rope a few feet away from Winifred. Lastly, Shelley had personally taken the T-stand that the special education classes used to play baseball and placed a vibrating two-armed dildo (one which went inside the vagina and curved upwards to press against the G-spot and one which pressed against the clitoris) inside the stand and set it under Winifred. The dildo in the stand, which actually fit snugly into Winifred's pussy and on her clit as it was, was set up in such a torturous way that, whenever Winifred relaxed on her feet due to fatigue from being on her tiptoes or when she tried to push forward to try to grab the key in front of her, she pushed down firmly on the big vibrating dildo between her legs. Essentially, whenever she tried to afford herself a means of escaping or relaxing, she literally got fucked and fucked herself. Several hours later, after countless orgasms (Winifred had lost count because she had blacked out twice from exhaustion and overstimulation, but she had managed to count 50 in total before she succumbed to darkness the second time, after which she still had quite a few more), she had managed to get the key, unlock her handcuffs, and untie herself. Then she had slowly and in a completely unexaggerated bow-legged fashion, made her way home. Presently, Shelley had come up to Winifred and put her arm around her shoulders as the rest of the cheerleader clique surrounded them. "Leave me alone Shelley!" Winifred exclaimed loudly, almost in a shouting voice, as she threw off Shelley's arm and continued to walk forward, only to be met by a wall of cheerleaders. "Why are you being so mean to me Pooh Pooh?" Shelley said in a syrupy voice of mock hurt. "I'm just trying to have a conversa- "My name isn't Pooh Pooh! It's Winifred!" Winifred shouted in Shelley's face. "You got that bitch? Now leave me alone!" Shelley's face blanched at the unusually fiery outburst from Winifred and she firmly grabbed the Goth girl's shoulders as Winifred tried to walk away. "That wasn't very nice Pooh Pooh. Now you're going to regret being mean to me." Shelley said in a threatening voice. "Get her girls." All at once, the cheerleaders swooped over the surprised Goth and physically picked her up. One girl put a hand over Winifred's mouth to prevent her from attracting anyone's attention and they stood with her hoisted in the air, waiting Shelley's orders. "Follow me!" Shelley called out to her obedient troop as she began walking towards the auto-shop garage. She led them into the garage through a still-open garage door and closed it behind them, lest anyone see what they were about to do to the poor Goth. She told them to put Winifred down and paused, looking around the garage and collecting her thoughts as to exactly what they should with this impertinent Goth bitch. "Strip her!" Shelley called out authoritatively, leaving no doubt that she'd come to a decision about what they were going to do with Winifred. The cheerleaders wasted no time in following Shelley's orders, as one girl pulled Winifred's arms into a chicken-winged position and one firmly held her legs far apart while the rest set to violently tearing off her clothes. Winifred, seeing that there was no hope in fighting the cheerleaders, looked over to see what Shelley was doing. She saw the head cheerleader picking up a tire jack and then look up to see long chains with large hooks hanging down from the ceiling. She watched as Shelley grabbed three chains and pulled them down further from the ceiling. "Okay, bring her over here." Shelley called out to the cheerleaders. The cheerleaders pulled the now naked Winifred to where Shelley directed. Shelley proceeded to grab one, then the other, of her wrists and yank them up to the where the chains hung. The chains were still quite high up and stretching Winifred to reach the chains brought the Goth to her tiptoes. Shelley tied two of the chains around Winifred's wrists once, then twice, and attached the hooks to links on the respective chains. Shelley then reached into her bag and pulled out two pairs of ordinary handcuffs. She opened both pairs of handcuffs and attached one cuff of each onto either of Winifred's wrists. She then attached the other cuffs into a link in each chain. Seeing her victim effectively bound, she smirked at Winifred. "Let's see you get out of this one bitch." Shelley then placed the tire jack under Winifred and reached into her bag once again, this time pulling out two dildos. One looked very similar to the one she had used on Winifred in the gymnasium, a two-armed vibrating dildo, but the other was a very typical, albeit big dildo, and Winifred immediately began worrying where it would go. Shelley then took out a large assortment of string and began tying the dildos to the flat head of the tire jack. Winifred's worries increased when Shelley took out a tube of lubricant next and began to drizzle it over the second dildo. After putting the lubricant away, she touched the two dildos and a semi-loud buzzing began to fill the room. Then, she pulled a ball gag from her bag and, sauntering up to the bound Goth, placed into Winifred's mouth and fastened it behind her head. After this, Shelley took out a pair of nipple clamp and, after twisting Winifred's nipples sensually to get them hard, clamped them on tightly, flicking a little trigger on each one to set them vibrating. Winifred gasped, first at the pain that lanced through her from the nipples clamps being attached, then at the vibrations that seems to go from her nipples straight to her pussy. Finally, Shelley began pumping up the tire jack. Winifred gasped in realization of what was happening to her. It was just like in the gymnasium, but now she would have two dildos pushed into her by a tire jack. Also, judging by the look of the position of the lubricated dildo, she realized that the second vibrating dildo was going to go up her ass. Shelley looked up at the sound of Winifred's gasp and chuckled, "Oh by the way, these vibrating dildos are turned on full-blast. You'll be 'blasting' off in no time with these." Just then, the dildos impacted with her bare pussy and asshole. She gasped and squealed with the rush of sensations as the two-armed dildo plunged into her now dripping cunt and connected with her G-spot and hardening clit. The vibrating dildo in her ass caused much the same sensations. Winifred had done anal penetration before when she masturbated, so the dildo had really no problem getting past her sphincter and pushing into her tight rectum. The intense sensations of the dildos going at max speed inside her was almost too intense to handle and Winifred began moaning and whimpering as she quickly neared her first massive climax. "Oh...I almost forgot!" Shelley exclaimed. She pulled out a syringe that was filled with a clear liquid from her bag. She quickly approached the bound Winifred and stabbed the needle into her thigh and pushed the syringe pump, emptying it into her body. Winifred, in her blissful haze, barely felt the needle enter her thigh and could only barely pay attention to Shelley as she explained the substance that she just injected her with. "This is a new experimental drug my daddy came up with. I swindled a bit of a stash from him. He may be a top pharmacist, but he can't resist his little girl." Shelley giggled girlishly. "He calls it Staminamyacin and he says it'll be the new wonder drug in sexual aid drugs. Rather than a dysfunction drug or an enhancement drug or an aphrodisiac, it's a type of endurance aid. I can't tell you all the scientific mumbo-jumbo, but in layman's terms, it works by disrupting the regulation of the bodies' sexual response in the brain and by blocking the reception of overstimulation, pain, and exhaustion messages sent to the brain. That means that, under the effect of this drug, a pussy will always stay wet and a cock will always stay hard as long as it's being sexually stimulated and the orgasms will keep on coming and there's no blacking out from overstimulation or exhaustion. I just injected you with enough of the drug to last you for about the next twelve hours." After she finished her little spiel, she returned to her bag once more and, putting the syringe away, took out a key and grabbed the third chain hanging from the wall. "Now, for the coup de grace," Shelley said as she clipped the key to the hook of the third chain. She walked back into her bag and picked up a digital camcorder, pointing it directly at Winifred. Before she pressed play, she said "Now things look just like they did in the gym. You have to get that key hanging just in front of you in order to get free while dealing with the distraction of two vibrating dildos inside of you and vibrating clamps on your nipples. Any attempt to move forward towards the key results in coming down full force on those dildos. Plus, you have to deal with being on your tiptoes. Any attempt to put your feet down means coming down on the dildos as well. Oh, by the way, I just wanted you to know that we cheerleaders have a lot of fun putting your pictures and videos on the website we made for you." With that, she pressed play on the camcorder and began filming Winifred's sexual plight. All at once, catcalls, wolf whistles and jeers arose from Shelley and the other cheerleaders and a dozen flashes and tiny beeps went off as the rest of the cheerleaders recorded her situation with cell phones, digital cameras, and digital camcorders. The nipple clamps, dildos, Shelley's words about the drug in her, and, interestingly, the rude comments and flashing cameras of the cheerleaders, all worked together to push Winifred over the edge as she had possibly the most explosive orgasm of her life. Expecting to need to come down after such an intense orgasm, Winifred was surprised to find her body still riding the waves of ecstasy and she felt another intense orgasm hit her before the first one fully ran through her. She screamed and hollered in mind-numbing bliss, but her body didn't come down a bit as a third equally intense orgasm crashed over her. "Have fun fucking yourself silly, dumb cunt!" Shelley called out as the cheerleaders set down their cameras and walked out of the garage, taking Winifred's torn clothes with them and closing the garage door behind them. Winifred barely heard Shelley's voice, which sounded low and hollow in her mind. She was almost beyond realizing the world outside of her own body as a fourth and fifth massive orgasm ran through her in quick succession. This is going to be a long day, she thought as a sixth orgasm shot through her. *************** Exactly eight hours later, Winifred, finally freed from the cheerleader-made sex device, shakily pulled up the garage door and made her escape from the school's automobile shop, forgetting the collection of cameras and camcorders still left in the garage. It was fortunate for her that the school janitor forgot to lock the garage before he had left for the weekend. It was pitch black and cool outside and Winifred began the unfortunately well-known process of sneaking about town and into her home stark naked. The cool air felt good on her bare body, as it cooled the heat and wicked away the large amount of sweat that had collected on her body after her sexual extravaganza, but it also threatened to set her off again as the air hit her still-hard nipples and clit. After eight hours of constant sexual stimulation, from which even unconsciousness wasn't available as a relief, Winifred's body was extremely sexually volatile. A hand unconsciously drifted to her soggy, over-used pussy and another explosion rocked her body as her hand came in contact with her clit. In the process of her torture, her clit had swollen tremendously and now felt to be about the size of a golf ball. As she removed her hand and picked her pace when her house came into sight, she began thinking over her experience of the past eight hours. It had been three-and-a-half hours before she could even concentrate on getting to the key. Constant orgasms had plagued her almost from the moment the vibrating dildos had been put inside her and only ceased when the batteries died and the vibrations stopped. However, by the time the batteries died, she was so physically fatigued that she sank onto the dildos and could barely bring herself to lift off the dildos completely every once in a great while, effectively fucking herself on the dildos in an almost unconscious manner. While it did still rack her body with orgasms, it wasn't as intense as the vibrations had been, and she could concentrate somewhat on the key in front of her. However, the other part in Shelley's sex trap plagued her almost immediately when she tried to get the key. As she reached for the key, she bounced up and down on the dildos, which caused even more orgasms to rattle her body. Having a ball gag in her mouth prevented anyone outside the garage from hearing her cries of strained ecstasy and coming to her aid. Having the drug coursing through her body prevented unconsciousness from claiming her and kept the orgasms crashing down pleasurably on top of her without any sense of pain, exhaustion, or overstimulation. It was the most agonizing ecstasy. It was the most heavenly hell. As she reached her house and climbed up her makeshift escape ladder into her bedroom (thank heavens her parents had never found it, or she would've been stranded outside stark naked a long time ago), she thought about the young woman who did this to her. Looking outside her bedroom window, she looked out to the stars and swore an oath. I want that bitch to pay. By whatever great powers that may be out there, I wish for my tormentor to suffer as I have suffered. Do you all hear me? I will do whatever it takes to see that she pays for the things she's done to me. Feeling better after her little rant, Winifred fell, face-first into bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, not having even bothered to throw a blanket over her nude body. Little did she know that the oath she had just declared would bring about a major change in her relationship with her bully. *************** It was Sunday night, and Winifred lay naked on her bed, contemplating if it was such a good idea to go out on Halloween after all. She had spent much of the weekend in her current position, lounging naked in bed or about her house. She stayed as such because she terribly needed to rest her weary body after its intense sexual episode on the previous Friday and her body, specifically her nipples and clitoris, couldn't handle even the slight stimulation that clothes provided. She began to get depressed at the idea that she couldn't participate in Halloween like she wanted to, but she thought it couldn't be helped. Her body was still weak after Friday and if she couldn't tolerate clothing now, then how could she think that she could handle wearing a costume tomorrow. Also, what if she were to run into Shelley or anyone from her clique? She knew her body wasn't physically able to handle another onslaught, sexual or otherwise. Yes, it would be better just to stay in. She could tell her parents that she was feeling unwell, which wasn't really a stretch of the truth. All Hallows Revenge "Do not fret Winifred. There will be no trouble for you on Samhain." Winifred whirled around off her bed, one hand going to cover her crotch, one hand to cover her breasts, and looked to see where the voice had come from. Her eyes fixated on a blue-skinned creature standing in the center of her room, a creature who hadn't been there a minute before. "Wh-Wh-Who the hell are you and where the hell did you come from?" Winifred exclaimed to the creature in a frightened and alarmed voice. "Do all humans answer their own questions?" the creature asked in a teasing voice. "My name is Lilith, and as for where I'm from, well you just guessed it. I'm from Hell." "What?" Winifred gasped in astonishment. "It's true, and I'm here because you summoned me to help you." Lilith answered with a surly nod of her head. "Help me how exactly?" Winifred asked with a skeptical tone evident in her voice. "You summoned all 'great powers that may be out there' to help you make 'my tormentor suffer as I have suffered' and so I am here at your summons. It would appear that I'm the first great power to arrive and thus, I think I get the job." Lilith said with a wicked chuckle. Winifred observed the supernatural creature for a moment, trying to decide what to make of the situation. Lilith actually looked quite similar to the X-Men character Mystique, with her blue body and eyes that glowed a hypnotic mix of red, yellow, and orange. However, unlike the character most notably portrayed in the movies, Lilith wasn't clad in any type of bodysuit. Rather, she seemed to be completely naked and the blue tint seemed to be her natural skin color. She actually seemed quite humanoid. She had large breasts that sat firmly on her chest, with large prominent nipples and areolas in the center of them. She also appeared to have a completely shaven pussy and a large clitoris that peaked out of its hood. Lilith, almost as if she understood Winifred's appraisal of her, turned around to expose her round, yet firm ass. Turning back around, she held her hand away from her body and gave Winifred an impish smile. Wow, Winifred thought, this chick is sex on legs. She's a true object of lust. "That would be because I'm a succubae. I'm meant to inspire lust." Lilith said with a laugh. Winifred stared in astonishment at Lilith, who just smiled. "Yes, I can read your thoughts, so I'd be careful what I think about if I were you." Making up her mind that this was legitimate, Winifred made up her mind to see exactly what Lilith meant by helping her. "So you say you can help me?" Winifred questioned. "Oh yes, but there's one little thing we must discuss before I do so. You did say that you would 'do whatever it takes to see that she pays for the things she's done to me.' I want to collect on that promise before I agree to help you." "Oh I know," Winifred said with a smug grin, "you want me to sell my soul to the devil before you'll help me. Is that it?" "Oh hell no." Lilith said with a laugh and Winifred barely avoided laughing at Lilith's spin on the expression 'oh heavens no'. "I don't have nearly that kind of pull with the big man downstairs. Besides, I'm here on my own merit, not his. No....I want you to sell your soul....to me." Lilith said, favoring Winifred with a sexy smile. "You...you want my soul?" Winifred asked with puzzlement. "Yes," Lilith said in a soothing, seductive voice. "I want you to give yourself to me, mind, body, and soul and in exchange I will give you power over Shelley to do whatever you want to her." "Whatever I want?" Winifred asked skeptically. "Yes, anything you want, no matter how disgusting and vulgar it is. Actually, the more vulgar and disgusting your desires are, the better it is for me." Lilith replied laughingly. "And this isn't going to be some trick where you get me, then screw me over with technicalities?" Winifred asked with a slightly concerned tone now in her voice. "There will be no trickery at all. I cross my perverted black soul and hope to end up in the fiery pits for all eternity if I lie." Lilith said, pantomiming an x across her chest. Winifred did laugh then at Lilith's creative spin on the 'cross my heart and hope to die' phrase. "Okay, but what will it mean if I give my soul to you." Winifred queried with concern. "Quite simply, it means you will be my lifelong sex toy to use whenever I wish, as well as being my pawn for inciting sexual debauchery and deviance wherever I wish. It's actually pretty standard stuff for a succubae." Winifred pondered the proposition in her head. She had never seen herself as the lesbian or bisexual type, but she did have a mild curiosity as to what it would be like. On the other hand, she did promise that she would do whatever it took to get revenge on Shelley and with Lilith's sexy nude body, hypnotic eyes and voice, and melodious laughter, Winifred was starting to feel quite turned on by the idea of having sex with this creature and being her sex minion. "Okay, I accept. Do I have to do anything special to pledge my loyalty, or do I just accept your offer?" Winifred asked with a determined voice. In response, Lilith put her hands on Winifred's shoulders and gently, but firmly, pushed Winifred onto her knees. "All you need do now," Lilith said huskily, "is worship at my altar." Lilith thrust her hips forward, mashing her "altar" up against Winifred's lips. Winifred took one sniff of the heady scent emanating from Lilith's wet cunt and attacked it voraciously with her mouth and tongue. Lilith groaned in pleasure and thrust her pussy even harder into Winifred's mouth. It didn't take long for Lilith to cum hard, amidst a string of curses and dirty talk aimed at her new sex toy. Once she released Winifred and composed herself, she turned her attention to addressing her end of their agreement. She clapped her hands and a naked doll-like figure suddenly appeared in them. "This is a body snatcher idol. It works in much the same way as a voodoo doll works, but you can do so much more with it. As you can see, it has been modeled after your nemesis Shelley. The idol is quite the miniature embodiment of the person it represents. The idol is naked because it makes the individual so much more sensitive to our ministrations." So saying, she handed the doll to Winifred. As Winifred cradled the doll, she realized that it was...well...soft ...and...warm...like the feeling of human skin. Also, although the idol was only about nine inches tall, it appeared to be anatomically identical to Shelley. It was almost as if this idol was a living form of Shelley. "Now," Lilith said, looking over her shoulder at the clock on the wall and holding a finger up as if telling Winifred to wait, only to drop it with a nod of her head a second later. "It is the stroke of midnight and now the holiday of Samhain. Shelley is now yours to control for as long as you desire. I must be leaving now, as I have other debauched plans for this Samhain. Good bye my pet. Enjoy your revenge." With that, Lilith disappeared just as mysteriously as she had appeared. Winifred crawled back into bed, cradling the idol in her arms and staring at it. Well, this could be interesting, she thought as she laid the idol down beside her and began to explore it to see just how realistic it could be. *************** The morning of Halloween saw a smiling Winifred as she sat in her first period class. Being that Halloween wasn't recognized by Parker High School as a school holiday, students had to attend classes. Ordinarily this would rankle Winifred, but the memory of the events of the previous night kept a permanent smile on her face. Her smile grew even wider as she saw a disheveled and nerve-frayed Shelley Johnston rush into the classroom just before the bell rang. The reason for Winifred's perpetual smile was due mostly to the naked idol that she now surreptitiously retrieved from her bag. Winifred had spent the better part of the previous night and into the morning sexually exploring the idol, and thereby exploring Shelley. The realism of the idol was simply amazing! She could feel every detail of what was happening to Shelley through the idol. She quickly found out that what could be could be done to a person sexually could also be done to the idol. She had spent hours caressing and teasing the idol's firm breasts and hard nipples, feeling them contract with Shelley's pleasure. She had languidly sucked on the hard nipples and clit of the idol, all the while pumping its pussy with either her fingers or her tongue, feeling Shelley's pussy contract in bliss and her juices gushing out of her. She had furiously rubbed the swollen clit of the idol, feeling Shelley's clit throb in ecstasy. She had even discovered that the idol's pussy would magically adjust to fit any vibrator or dildo that she thrust inside of it. Yet, for all of the ecstasy that she put Shelley through via the idol, she didn't let Shelley cum. She wanted to torture Shelley like she had been tortured, only to build her up to public humiliation in front of the class. This would be good. Presently, Winifred began caressing and teasing the idol again. She kept one eye on Shelley to gauge her reaction and wasn't disappointed. She could see Shelley squirm and bounce in her seat as Winfred thrust her fingers into the idol's pussy and rubbed its clit furiously with her thumbs. Winifred then removed two vibrating dildos from her bag, dildos that were almost identical to the dildos that Shelley used on Winifred in the auto shop garage. Payback was a bitch. Without preamble, she shoved the two dildos up the idol's pussy and asshole and heard a heated moan from across the room. She flipped the power on full-blast as she looked up to see a sweating Shelley practically jumping up and down in her seat with her hands crossed over her crotch as she groaned in ecstasy, no doubt from the bizarre feeling of intense vibrating sensations on her clit, G-spot, and inside her ass. To those in the class who didn't understand Shelley's plight, it would appear as if she were suffering from an intense need to use the restroom, holding her hands in front of her crotch and moaning in pain. However, only one knew the truth. Winifred smirked as she turned her attention back to the idol. She began thrusting the dildos inside of the idol frantically, trying to make Shelley cum hard in front of the class. She leaned down and began harshly sucking and biting on the breasts and nipples of the idol, trying to force Shelley over the edge. She could feel that she was so close. Her efforts were slightly rewarded as she noticed that Shelley's hands were now absent-mindedly fondling her crotch and breasts roughly and she was sobbing in agonizing pleasure. The teacher had come up to her desk and began pleading with her to tell him what was wrong when Shelley suddenly shot up out of her desk and uttered one strangled word: "Bathroom" and attempted to run out of the classroom, presumably to relieve herself in the bathroom. Winifred couldn't let that happen and redoubled her efforts to make Shelley come. Leaving nothing to chance, Winifred bent to the idol and kissed it on the lips, feeling the lips magically open and accept her tongue into its mouth to mingle with the idol's tongue...Shelley's tongue. Shelley stopped in midstride, right in front of the whole class, as she felt this new sensation overwhelm her and she succumbed to the intense pleasure wracking her body. White hot sensation shot through her and she fell down on her butt as she seemed to cum from every pore in her body. A feral scream issued from her throat as she squirted in her pants and came for what seemed like forever. She very nearly blacked out, but the sound of raucous laughter all around her brought her to her senses. She looked to her classmates, who were laughing and pointing to her. She looked down at herself and realized that her ejaculate had soaked her panties and pants, beginning to run down her pant legs. It would appear to everyone that she had lost control of her bladder and wet herself. Slowly and shakily, she rose to her feet and tried to hurry out of the classroom to the bathroom where she could clean herself up and compose herself. Winifred, having put the dildos away in the midst of everyone's distraction, asked her teacher if she could go check on Shelley. Having gotten permission, no one noticed her taking her tiny idol with her and subtly begin to finger and caress it again. Once outside the classroom, Winifred began ardently working on the idol in an effort to bring Shelley to the brink of orgasm again, licking and caressing the hard nipples and swollen clit of the idol. Winifred made her way to the women's restroom and opened the door to find a pleasant surprise: Shelley was lying on the floor, her shirt and bra pulled up to her shoulder and her pants and panties thrust down to her ankles, with her hands flying over her clit and nipples. Her eyes were closes but they opened in surprise as Winifred walked into the room. Winifred, who hadn't stopped rubbing the idol's clit, walked over Shelley and began licking the idol's clit fervently. Shelley gasped with pleasure at the new onslaught and then her eyes popped open and she looked at Winifred purposefully, realization etched on her face. Winifred, seeing Shelley's understanding, smiled gloatingly. "How does it feel to be the one being used and humiliated cunt?" "Please...just let me come. I'll do anything." Shelley pleaded. Winifred froze for a moment, but quickly recovered. She had expected Shelley to fight tooth and nail against Winifred's control, not give in almost immediately. However, having her as my submissive sex toy isn't such a bad idea. Winifred thought. "Anything?" she asked Shelley curiously. "Yes, anything you want just let me come!" Shelley wailed. Winifred, not wasting any time, unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, shoving them down along with her panties. "Okay bitch. Things are going to be a lot different between us from now on. You belong to me now. Be good to me and eat me out good and we'll see about you getting that cum you're looking for." Shelley, thrilled that she might be coming soon, set about her task with great gusto. Winifred moaned in pleasure as Shelley attacked her pussy. Things are going to be interesting from now on, Winifred thought, moaning again as Shelley found her clit. Yes, things will be very interesting from now on.