Strictland Academy by Carolyn Faulkner & Breanna Hayse

Author:Carolyn Faulkner & Breanna Hayse [Carolyn Faulkner & Breanna Hayse]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2014-05-08T02:14:25+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Three more grueling days passed, each one more torturous to Molly's mind, body, and spirit. She had seen little of April during that time—and no sign of Patricia. She collapsed on her bunk, exhausted and sore, only to find herself being awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of someone stirring several beds over. Curiosity took over, and she crept to April's area to investigate the commotion.

Her jaw slacked open as she witnessed the activity that drew the interest of the small crowd of onlookers. Instead of being bound by the usual cuffs and chains, April's wrists had simply been secured by a fellow inmate. She had been pulled down to the foot of the mattress with her hips on the edge, ankles lifted high in the air with her legs held wide up apart by two more eager girls.

LeClair, the prefect who held the key to the padlock on April's rubber pants, sat on a short stool at the foot of the bed. She was gleefully removing April's diapers, as one would unwrap a special gift. After running her fingers delicately across the squirming girl's slit, the prefect lowered her head to April's exposed cunny and latched her lips quite enthusiastically onto April's soft, pink clit. The tiny girl squealed out her protests, receiving more attention in return. The prefect kissed her slowly and with gentleness, much unlike the painful pleasure she had been forced to endure under the doctor’s fingers. LeClair's tongue and lips replayed that naughty, titillating scene before her eyes, and Molly, like the other observers, could not find it within herself to tear her gaze away from the motion of the girl’s mouth or the arching of April's back.

“Was she dry, LeClair?" someone in the crowd asked.

“Yes, but she won't be when I get through with her. She is liking this; aren't you sweetness? This is so much better than what that nasty old doctor did to you, isn't it? Oh, don't be embarrassed. We all have had his fingers shoved up our twats."

"Don't be so crude, LeClair,” someone laughed, “She is definitely a pretty one, though."

"That she is. Beautiful, soft little pussy. And so sweet. Mmmm ..."

After several minutes of April's writhing against LeClair's talented mouth, the prefect held up her index and middle fingers. "Time to see just how many men have been where I'm going now, girls."

"No! Please! I've never ..." April begged.

"Never? Are you telling me that you have never had a cock in this lovely little flower? Oh my!" LeClair chuckled, slowly suckling on her own fingers before gently inserting them between April's widely spread legs. April squawked as she was carefully penetrated, her cries turning to groans as LeClair again began lavishing her clit with kisses and flicks of her tongue, while several other girls tickled and nipped gently upon her petite breasts.

"I love feeling this resistance. She's very tight, ladies. Much tighter than I would have thought she would be. And strong. She's gonna snap my fingers off at the knuckles.

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