Waylaid maid

CHAPTER EIGHT

Claudia woke up. She twisted in the bed, her mind clawing back to some horror she remembered. Her ass hurt, and her tits, particularly the nipples. She rubbed them as she sat up in the bed.

It was a small room, with a large bed, that was about all. And dressing table. Heavy curtains covered the window.

There was something encrusted on her face. She rubbed at it and bits of dried cum flaked away. That was when the full horror came back to Claudia. She moaned and burst into tears. Dimly she remembered the night before, after Marcus shot all over her face, the two maids had dragged her to the room where they flung her across the bed. They made her take the remains of her stockings off and left. Claudia had been so worn out she just fell on the pillow and cried herself to sleep in less than a minute.

But now she was awake. Perhaps there would be a way out of here. She rolled off the bed, trying to be as quiet as she could. She had no idea what time it was, but, if it was early enough, they might all be asleep. How she would escape, naked as she was, was something she didn't think about.

She crept to the window and had her hopes dashed. It was very well barred. Still, there was the door. She rushed over and tried it, but it was locked. She wrestled with it a bit, but gave up. She wasn't strong enough to break it down and, if she had been, the noise would have had them all up at once.

She went back to the bed and fell onto it, sobbing again. Her tears wet the remains of Marcus' cum on her cheeks and she rubbed at it frantically, trying to get it all off. But it was hopeless, there was even some in her hair.

And then there was the pain in her tits and ass. Claudia shuddered as she remembered the pain of the nipple clamps. She rubbed her tits and that soothed her, so she continued doing it.

The soft warmth of her caresses on her own tits made her feel warm and secure. She slowly played with her nipples, feeling them get hard and sensitive to her fingers. As she caressed herself, her pussy became aroused, itching, her juices flowing at the feeling surging out from her tits.

Claudia would never have dreamed of masturbating before she found the horrors of this house, but the pull of her clit was very insistent. Besides she had been whipped down there, it would soothe that too.

Slowly her fingers ran down her fiat tummy, over the cum encrusted mound of her pussy until she found the damp lips of her pussy.

Claudia gasped at the feel as she parted her pussy-lips and stroked her clit bud. Sparks of lust surged out, making her moan with pleasure. She knew it was wrong, but it felt so good, particularly as it covered the lingering pain of the night before. Gently she rubbed her cunt, all the time stroking her nipples. She closed her eyes, luxuriating in the desire rising through her body.

She didn't hear the door open. She just lay there, playing with her body, enjoying the slow rise of her passions.

Until there was a loud crack and the most horrible agony burst out of the tit she wasn't caressing.

With a shriek of pain, Claudia rolled on the bed, her eyes flashing open. There stood Trixie and Mona, grinning at her. They were dressed in fresh uniforms and Trixie carried a short handled whip, the thin tail of which had just cut a red line of pain across Claudia's tit-flesh.

"W-what are you doing?" Claudia said, curled up at the head of the bed, her hands over her tits.

"That is forbidden in this house!" Trixie snapped. "Masturbating without permission."

"I-I wasn't, honest, I…"

"Don't give me that, whore!" Trixie snapped, strolling around the bed, the whip curled in her hand. "We stood and watched you." She stood over Claudia, enjoying the teacher's desperate fear. "But, we may let you off easy. Bring yourself off, go on, so we can watch."

"N-no, no please," Claudia stammered. "I wasn't doing that, honest, I wasn't."

"Stupid bitch! Do it, or face the consequences!"

Claudia knew what was coming. She shuddered at the pain and realized how much she had already surrendered to their perverted desires. She would rather masturbate in front of them than take more of the whip. With a sob of surrender, she slid her hand down her tummy and began stroking her pussy again. It didn't do a thing for her. Oppressed by the two women standing watching, she didn't get excited at all.

"Stupid whore," Mona said, her dark hair tossing over her shoulders. "Now come on, or we'll give you something to really remember!"

Claudia realized she would have to fake an orgasm. She wondered how to do it, but it seemed easy enough. Her fingers speeded up on her clit. She stretched her legs and moaned. Arching her back, she gave some more moans and fell back across the bed, gasping.

"Not bad, whore," Trixie snapped, "but we wanted a come, not a shitty performance. That does it!"

Claudia gasped as Trixie pulled her dress up and slid her panties off, stepping out of them in one movement. The hard blonde then stepped onto the bed and stood over Claudia while the frightened teacher shook and crawled farther away.

"Lay on your back, whore!"

The whip lashed in, catching Claudia across the thighs. Claudia screamed, twisted to get away. Mona turned and threw it in again, cutting another red line into the flesh of Claudia's already whipped ass.

"Aaagghhhh! Stop it, stop it!" Claudia shrieked as she rolled and took another blow of the whip right across her tits and chest. "Lay on your back!"

With a shudder Claudia did as she was told. She stared up Trixie's legs as the blonde straddled her face. Claudia could see the mound of Trixie's pussy as the maid laughed at her.

"Now," Trixie said, "you think we're fooled by that kinda shit? You suck my cunt, whore, while Mona gives your ass what it deserves. And you bring yourself off, or you'll really get it!"

"Ohhhh no!" Claudia sobbed, but already Trixie was squatting down, spreading her thighs around Claudia's face. Trixie eased her skirt up and pushed her hot cunt onto Claudia's horrified face.

"Suck!"

Claudia's nose was already deep in the crack of Trixie's ass, so she couldn't see what was going on, but she was shaking with fear. With Trixie's ass on her face, she licked over Trixie's pussy and felt the blonde give a small shiver of excitement.

"Come on, whore, you can do better than that! Now get your legs up."

Claudia wriggled, trying to push Trixie off and wished she hadn't. With no warning the whip lashed across her tits and her scream of pain bubbled out of Trixie's cunt as the blonde shoved her pussy harder into Claudia's face.

"Get your fuckin' legs up, whore!" Trixie yelled.

Her sobs muffled by Trixie's pussy and ass, Claudia did as she was told, lifting her legs until Trixie grabbed her ankles and forced them down and wide open. Trixie leaned forward so that she could force her pussy harder into Claudia's mouth.

"Now get your hands on your cunt, whore!" she said.

Claudia was beyond fighting. She reached down and worked her fingers over the bud of her clit. She felt Trixie lean harder on her ankles, forcing her legs wider open as well. Her ass was now sticking right up and Claudia tensed in the horrible expectation of the pain to come.

"Whip her, Mona!"

The thin whip beat a line of agony across Claudia's stretched ass cheeks, the plaited leather cutting into her flesh. Claudia screamed, heaved up on the bed, but Trixie held her far too tightly to allow her to get away. The whip lashed in again and Claudia's whole body gyrated and twisted as the agony surged over her.

"You suck me, whore, 'cause we don't stop until you do!" Trixie snarled.

Claudia felt the whip cut her ass flesh again. The pain burst all over her, but Mona knew exactly what she was doing and the horrible tail didn't touch Claudia's fingers at all as they rubbed frantically at her pussy. In a nightmare Claudia sucked Trixie's hot cunt-lips into her mouth and licked all over the wet flesh, feeling Trixie spasm.

"Suck it right in, whore!" Trixie yelled. "Suck my pussy right in, come on, tongue fuck me, bitch, tongue fuck me."

Claudia slid her tongue past the tight entrance and up into the hot wet pit. Trixie's pussy-juices flowed down, spreading over Claudia's face and into her hair. Sobbing and wishing she were dead, Claudia sucked harder at the pussy-flesh invading her mouth, sliding her tongue in and out of the steaming pussy.

But strange things were happening to Claudia. Even as her body shook with the force of the whip lashing her ass, her fingers were driving hard spikes of lust from her clit. Claudia was desperately ashamed, but she couldn't help it. She felt Trixie lunge down on her face, screaming with delight as she came, and that only made it worse.

Claudia's legs tightened, she felt the surge of desire running out of her clit and all over her stretched body. But then something even worse happened.

The lash of the whip wasn't driving such terrible agony into her any more. The pain was still there, but it echoed out in soft waves that mingled with the lust and then took it over. The beat of the leather on her ass was driving Claudia to a climax of such force she struggled as hard as she could to stop it. But nothing worked. Mona seemed to know exactly what was happening and the pace of her beating increased, the leather tail of the whip beating hard fast tattoos of red into Claudia's ass.

"Yaahhhhh! Bite me!" Trixie roared.

Her pussy rammed down on Claudia's mouth and her thighs spread so that more of her hot pussy-flesh ran over the teacher's helpless face.

Claudia had no idea what she was doing. She didn't realize that her teeth were sawing away at Trixie's clit while her tongue flashed in and out of Trixie's pussy and she sucked at the trembling, heaving flesh as hard as she could. All the poor suffering teacher knew was that the climax building in her body was greater than anything she'd known before and got higher with each lash of the whip, each flick of her fingers over her twitching cunt. Her hands dug into her pussy, her fingers rammed in and out of her hole while she screamed into Trixie's hot cunt.

"The whore's coming!" Trixie yelled. "The whore's coming!"

Claudia's body went berserk as she wept and screamed with lust and shame. Her legs trembled, her ass heaved up for the whip while Trixie slid her pussy in a final series of sweeps around Claudia's face as her own climax crested.

Suddenly, just as she was cresting to the last pinnacle of her climax, somebody grabbed Claudia's wrists and pulled her hands away from her cunt. At the same moment Trixie eased up off her face.

The shock almost drove Claudia out of her mind. She needed to work her pussy to make her come.

In place of her hands, the whip cracked into her pussy, landing right across her spanning clit. It landed again, in hard circles of power that drove Claudia completely out of her mind.

She yelled as her pussy jerked and heaved. Drops of juice fell from Trixie's cunt on her face, but she didn't notice.

"Aaahhhhh! Bastards!" Claudia screamed. With each lash of the whip her climax lurched higher.

"You're coming whore, tell us you're coming!" Trixie yelled.

"Naaaahhhhh! Naaaahhhhh!" Claudia screeched, her body wracked with comes.

With a series of deep hard lashes the whip cut her clit as Claudia reached that final crest and crashed over, screaming like a banshee. She screamed as Trixie let go of her legs and slid off the bed. The whip lashed one final deep line of pain into her clit and Claudia rolled, screaming, rubbing her pussy as she came down.

She turned onto her back and wriggled up to the top of the bed, rubbing her cunt as the waves of the orgasm faded. Suddenly she shrieked with shame and fury. There, watching, were Heidi and Tom. He stood in the doorway, his arms folded while Heidi was by the bed. She was the one who had taken Claudia's hands away from her clit.

"Well, well, well," Tom said with a grin. "You seem to be adjusting just fine. Was that a good come?"

"Fuck off!" Claudia screamed, covering her tits and crouching on the bed.

He laughed easily. "Never mind, we'll correct that later. Look after her for the rest of the day and no more whipping. If she gives you a hard time, you can have your revenge tonight, got that?"

"Yes," Trixie said, "thanks Tom."

He smiled and he and Heidi left.

The rest of the day was not so bad for Claudia. She had to suck Mona off after lunch, but that was the only sexual degradation she had to suffer. She was kept clear of everybody, fed in her room and taken to the bathroom when she had to go.

However, after dinner she knew something was going on. Trixie and Mona came back into her room, dressed for some reason as schoolgirls, with tight blouses and short skirts, bobby socks and high heels. They took her out, made her shower and do her hair. Then they took her down to the costume room and dressed her. Claudia asked what was going on, but they didn't say.

First they made her put on a tiny matching pair of white bra and panties. These were followed by white stockings and black high heeled shoes. Then came the white blouse that fitted tightly over her tits and was unbuttoned almost to the waist, showing the clasp of the bra. Then they made her put on a black skirt that was so short it showed the stocking tops and so tight it showed the outline of her panties. Finally they handed her an academic gown and mortarboard cap.

Claudia looked at it and gaped. "What's this?"

"Put it on," Trixie said.

When she had got the flowing gown on and the cap, Claudia got one look at herself in the mirror. She gasped and wondered how she could ever look so depraved and sexual. The gown showed the black skirt and the bulge of her tits under the blouse, while the high heels showed her lovely legs to the best advantage. She looked at the two maids and wondered what perverted performance they were supposed to put on, all of them dressed for school.

"Come on," Trixie said.

Claudia didn't protest, she knew what would happen if she did. They took her to a back room that Claudia was sure was one of the rooms that led into the main one where she had been so cruelly tortured the night before. But the door was closed and she had to stand there, waiting. Her nerves were at the breaking point. She couldn't understand what this charade was about. Dressing her up as a fantasy teacher. It was a humiliation as bad as any she had suffered.

The door opened and Heidi came m. She was dressed almost as severely as the night before, with a black pants suit and white blouse. She looked Claudia over carefully.

"Good," she said. "In there you two."

The two maids left. Claudia and Heidi were left alone.

"Well," Heidi said, "have you learned your lesson?"

"What is this?" Claudia demanded, torn between fury and fear.

Heidi paraded to the table and picked up one of the thin canes she was so fond of using. Claudia tensed, ready to fight the blonde bitch who had caused her so much pain. But that wasn't what Heidi had in mind. She propped herself against the table and looked at Claudia.

"You mad about what happened last night?" Claudia stared at her, breathing heavily.

"Come on," Heidi said, "are you…"

"Yes!" Claudia hissed.

"Good!" Heidi pushed herself off the table and came over to Claudia, tapping the cane in her hand. "Because I'm going to give you the chance at revenge. All you have to do is go out there. It'll be dark with one spotlight on a desk. You walk up to that desk and slap this down on it and demand, in your best teacher fashion, what is going on. The lights will come up and then you can get your revenge on the friends we have for you there."

"But what…"

"No more questions. Yes, we will be watching and enjoying, but you'll have the cane, it's up to you what you do with it." She smiled nastily. "Revenge!"

"But who…"

"No more questions. Do you want to take it or not?"

Claudia's head spun. She got it now. It had to be Trixie and Mona. Claudia had wondered so much why they had been dressed as schoolgirls. Now that would be revenge. Her heart pounded, of course she would do it. Just the idea of caning those two in front of an audience drove Claudia crazy with lust.

"Yesss!" she purred. "I'll do it."

"Good," Heidi said smoothly. She led Claudia to the door and handed her the cane.

"You see the spotlight?"

"Yes," Claudia said breathlessly.

"Off you go."

With her heart beating so fast she thought it would burst, Claudia walked toward the spotlight. It shone on the big wooden desk. She reached it and took a deep breath. She was going to whip the shit out of those two whores. She lifted the cane and slapped it across the desk. The sound rang out like a pistol shot.

"And just what is going on here?" Claudia demanded.

More lights came on and Claudia choked. She didn't understand. The extra lights shone on three rows of chairs laid out as if for a classroom. Beyond that was darkness with slight movements. Claudia didn't need to be told that the audience was out there.

But that wasn't what made her gasp. It wasn't Trixie and Mona in the seats, but the three young boys who had always given her the most trouble in school. There was Brad, the tall lanky one with a perpetual sneer on his face. There was Jack, the biggest, fattest slob in the school and Perry, the leader of them all.

"Hi, Teach." Perry grinned.

"What are you doing?" Claudia gasped and slapped the cane across the desk again.

"Well, we heard you were a great fuck after school, Teach," Perry said, swinging to his feet.

He tried to affect the calm assurance of Tom or Luther, but his eagerness showed as clearly as the bulge in his jeans.

"You what?" Claudia realized she had been tricked. "Get over this desk! I'll cane you for that remark."

"Oh, no, Teach," Perry said as he walked up to the desk. "You got it all wrong, you're the one going over the desk, and we're the ones gonna fuck you."

Claudia lashed out at him with the cane, catching him across the face. He yelped and grabbed it, tearing it out of her hand.

"You're gonna regret that, Teach!"