Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2005 13:50:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jenna Tarp <jennatarp@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mean Girls at Valley High{Jenna}(F/F reluc)[2!_]

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This work is unsuitable for minors. This work contains graphic descriptions
of sexual behavior between adult females and adult females with minor
females. The explicit nature of the story may be offensive. The
sometimes-violent content may also be offensive. Descriptions, scenes,
characters and situations are purely fictional and intended solely for the
entertainment of its readers.

Mean Girls at Valley High -- Part 2

Principal Flowers, or "Judge Judy", as the students of Valley High liked to
call her, was a strict disciplinarian. She ruled the school with an iron
fist and even the `bad boys' respected her.

For a woman in her late forties, Judy had a great physique. She worked out
with weights daily and surrounded those workouts with a vigorous aerobic
schedule, as well. She was convinced that students, faculty and staff would
respect her more if she kept herself in tip top shape at all times. And she
did just that. So concerned with her outward appearance, Judy had breast
augmentation before she took the Principal position at Valley High.

Her firm muscular frame now supported a D cup breast that stayed high on
her chest, even without a bra. `Pretty damn good for a woman my age,' she
told herself.

Seeing a crowd of students circled in the lunch room, she knew
instinctively that something bad was going on. She pushed her way through
the tightly packed throng of students until she could see what was at the
center.

"Excuse me!" she shouted, "What's going on here?!"

A female student, who she didn't recognize, was lying on her back on a
table, naked, except for a pair of stiletto pumps, and she was
spread-eagled and had apparently masturbated for the whole student body and
was now sucking on her own fingers!

Angered and disturbed at what she was witnessing, Principal Flowers made a
bee line for the perverted female while the rest of the students scattered
to the four winds. "I can't believe this!" she muttered to herself
disgustedly, "and in the first frickin' month of school, too. Damn."

As she stood over the woozy young girl, Principal Flowers growled, "What in
the Hell are you doing?"

Sybil blinked rapidly to help clear her mind. She had just had her first
mind-blowing orgasm and... "oh no," she stopped suddenly.

Everything was becoming painfully clear. Vivid memories were flashing past
her mind. Visual images of her current state caused her body to stiffen and
her eyes to open wide.

"My GAWD!" shouted an angry Principal Flowers. She grabbed the naked young
girl by the only thing she could get a solid grip on, her hair. The
red-faced principal yanked up on the girl's hair and yelled, "Get to my
office, NOW! Where are your clothes? My gawd, I can't believe this!"

Principal Flowers scanned the immediate vicinity for some sign of clothing
but found nothing. Disgusted and angry, she held firmly to the teenagers'
hair and marched her past a gauntlet of students lining both sides of the
cafeteria.

Boys and girls alike giggled, pointed, and yakked on cell phones recanting
the lunch time events as they watched the principal march Sybil to her
office.

Seeing Sybil wincing and clinging to the principals' wrist above her head
meant they could all see her tits bounce freely from side-to-side and her
ass quiver as she staggered on her stiletto heals, her shaven pussy still
glistening with girl cum.

Sybil was in a state of shock. Everything seemed so surreal. She couldn't
breathe, her head hurt, her legs felt heavy and she felt faint. It was
getting hard to walk and her ankles kept giving out as she staggered
loosely under the iron-fisted control of her principal. She knew she was in
trouble, that was a given.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wobbled past the throng of stunned
and excited students. She was naked in front of the whole student body!!
The reality of her predicament was becoming more and more clear the closer
to the principal's office she got.

Her body was flushed with goose bumps and her pussy dried up and
closed. Sybil's nipples tightened, too, which caused them to harden like
pencil erasers.

With a hard shove, Principal Flowers pushed Sybil into her office and
slammed the door behind them.

For the next five minutes Principal Flowers read Sybil the riot act.

Sybil stood there, covering herself as best she could, cowering in fear and
humiliation. She sobbed openly as her principal screamed at her about how
she couldn't believe that she stripped naked and masturbated for the other
students. Sybil knew it wasn't true but how could she convince her angry
principal? The principal's face was so red, Sybil thought she might
explode. She wanted to protest and dispute the accusations, but the
principal was so angry she thought it better to keep her mouth shut.

Sybil's silence was all Principal Flowers needed to assume her accusations
were correct. She had just flamed her young ass with a continuous volley of
accusations and she didn't deny a single one of them; therefore, what she
had observed must have been true.

With hands on hips, Judy grit her teeth and breathed heavily through
enlarged nostrils as she contemplated an appropriate punishment for this
girl. She was so angry, she was seeing red! "I just want to beat this
girl," she barked to herself. "AAAAAHHHHH!" she screamed in her mind.

"What am I going to do with you!" Judy yelled at Sybil. "You're a dirty,
filthy girl and you need to be punished! What am I to do?!"

Sybil stood there, hopelessly covering herself, quivering, quaking with
fear and humiliation and sobbing uncontrollably. She wanted to plead her
innocence but figured, "what's the use?"

"I just want to beat the shit out of you right now," hissed an enraged
Principal Flowers.

Judy had to relieve her anger. This girl had just gone way too far and she
needed to make an example out of her. Then it came to her. She had the
perfect punishment that would send the perfect message to any other student
who may be contemplating something similar.

"Wait here," Judy ordered.

Sybil could hardly see through her tear-filled eyes. Her clammy hands
gripped her breasts and pussy tightly as she tried uselessly to cover
herself. Her skin rippled as every cool breeze sent shivers up her spine
and goose bumps across her skin. She didn't know what the principal had in
mind, but she knew it couldn't be good. Whatever it was, she probably
deserved it. She was so stupid for letting herself get in this predicament
in the first place. Her mother was right. Alex was a mean girl!

Sybil's mental conversation was interrupted by the intercom overhead.

"Attention all students. Attention all students. All classes are hereby
suspended due to an incident in the lunchroom today. I want all students to
exit the building immediately for an all school meeting at the front of the
school near the flag pole. Please go there now!"

Noisily and quickly, students clambered and pushed their way through the
school's front doors and onto the wide concrete pad surrounding the 50ft
flagpole. Within minutes, the entire student body surrounded the flagpole
and spread back and upward onto the grassy slopes that ran from the front
of the building down to the street. Rumors were spreading faster than
wildfire and eye witnesses told wildly varying stories of the day's events
in the lunch room. A steady murmur hummed through the massive student body
as everyone jockeyed for position so they could see the entire flagpole.

Heads began to turn in unison as the front doors finally opened and
Principal Flowers strutted out with a bullhorn in hand. She didn't look
happy, so the giddy atmosphere soon became somber and hushed.

Principal Flowers stood at the top of the concrete steps near the entrance
to the school. She assumed a rigid posture with one hand on her hip as she
raised the bullhorn to her mouth. "TODAY IN THE LUNCH ROOM, WE HAD A
STUDENT CONDUCT HERSELF IN THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE MANNER I HAVE EVER SEEN
IN MY 20 YEARS OF SERVICE. NEVER BEFORE HAVE I WITNESSED SUCH DISTURBING
BEHAVIOR AND I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOR IN MY SCHOOL EVER
AGAIN!" she began sternly, "HAVING SAID THAT, I HAVE DECIDED TO PUNISH THIS
YOUNG WOMAN IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE SCHOOL TO TEACH HER AND ANYONE ELSE THAT
MAY BE THINKING OF SIMILAR CONDUCT A LESSON."

Judy turned slightly and motioned behind her.

A female security guard pushed Sybil, who was wrapped in a thick, scratchy
wool blanket, through the front door of the school. Everyone could tell her
hands were handcuffed in front of her as she clasped at the blanket to keep
it closed and not reveal her nakedness.

Sybil began sobbing again. Through her tears it was hard to see any
particular students face, but she could feel their eyes burning right
through the blanket. She clutched tighter to the blanket, which was now a
`security' blanket.

The female guard guided Sybil down the steps by her shoulders and toward
the base of the flagpole.

Sybil didn't dare move for fear the blanket would fall off if she did. She
stood motionless as the guard loosened the rope on the flagpole and tied a
knot in it.

The guard looked up at Principal Flowers, who nodded "go ahead".

The guard grabbed the small chain between Sybil's handcuffs and hooked it
to the newly formed knot in the flagpole rope.

With a stiff jerk downward on the other rope, the guard pulled Sybil's arms
skyward.

A collective `gasp' echoed through the student body as Sybil's blanket
dropped to the ground exposing her naked figure once again. She twisted and
turned trying to hide her nakedness but it was useless.

The guard leaned back and pulled down a little harder raising Sybil to her
toes before securing the rope to the metal cleat.

All eyes stared in disbelief. A hushed silence hung thickly in the air.

Suddenly, the quiet was shattered with another blast from the bullhorn,
"AND NOW, HER PUNISHMENT WILL COMMENCE."

Heads snapped toward Principal Flowers as she sauntered toward the flagpole
and twirled a 3 foot long, 3 inch wide wooden paddle around her wrist.

Mouths dropped open and disbelieving glances were exchanged. The hot
afternoon sun heated the mass of human flesh, but nothing in comparison to
the sudden burst of heightened anticipatory arousal hit the student body
all at once. Boys had raging boners and girls began oozing wetness. The
heavy scent of human arousal wafted throughout the crowd, as they pressed
in tighter for an even better look, which only furthered the physical
responses.

Like the Red Sea, the crowd parted so Principal Flowers could pass
through. A deathly silence swept over the students as eyes widened in
anticipation. Girls eagerly clutched each others clothes and grinned widely
as Principal Flowers slowly approached the whimpering girl from
behind. Grips tightened as they watched the school principal run her free
hand down Sybil's back, slowly following the curvaceous line down to her
firm lily white buttocks. Students up close could see the girls skin ripple
with goose bumps and they could hear her snivel and blubber.

Alex, Dezzie and Trina took advantage of the parting crowd and worked their
way to the front row. Their hearts pounded with excitement, both from what
they were about to witness AND from the fear they may get caught for
causing it in the first place.

Principal Flowers waited patiently as the guard removed her necktie and
then pulled it tightly into the young girls mouth before tying it tightly
behind her head.

Sybil gagged on the make shift necktie gag and was forced to puff for air
through her nose. Her eyes, filled with fear and anxiety, flicked from
side-to-side seeking out the principal behind her. She pulled at the
handcuffs and twisted as best should could. Her toes barely touched the
ground and she dare not move too much or she might lose her balance and end
up hanging by her wrists.

Students stared at the girl's flat, taut stomach as it tightened and
relaxed repeatedly. Her skin was coated with a thin layer of perspiration,
which reflected the suns hot rays.

Principal Flowers circled the suspended girl like a lioness circling its
prey. She reached around the girl's chest and grabbed her left breast and
gave it a hard squeeze.

Sybil moaned and struggled as her breast was crushed by the principal's
strong grip.

Principal Flowers raised the bullhorn to her mouth one last time and said,
"THIS IS WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO ANY STUDENT WHO CHOOSES TO CONDUCT THEMSELVES
IN A SIMILAR MANNER."

Sybil's stomach contracted furiously as she puffed for air knowing what was
coming.

Judy stepped back and grabbed the paddle like a baseball bat. She drew it
backward and swung!

"THWACK!"

"UUUUGGGGGHHHHNNNN!" came the muffled groan from Sybil as her ass sprung a
bright red stripe across her bright white ass.

"THWACK!" came the second stroke that rippled Sybil's ass cheeks and arched
her back. Her ass felt like it was on fire. She wanted to cry out but the
necktie gag prohibited her.

Each stroke caused the student population to gasp in sympathy pain.

Tears streamed down Sybil's cheeks and mixed with perspiration pouring out
of her scalp. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. None of this
was real. If it weren't for her stinging, flaming ass, she'd swear this was
just a bad dream. She panted and gnawed at the necktie gag as another swat
nearly set her sprawling.

"Two more, you little slut," purred "Judge Judy" in her ear.

Sybil's body was mess. First and foremost, she was naked. Her ass was
flaming red and bruised, her pussy was freshly shaven and she was stretched
out on the school flagpole in front of the entire student body and she was
being spanked by the Principal with a wooden paddle. If she could have
shriveled up and died right then, she would have. What life she had was
over anyhow. Somehow she had gone from a camouflaged shadow who blended in
with the population of the school to dirty, masturbating, slutty whore in
about a month.

How did things get so out of control?

Sybil endured the last two swats of the wooden paddle. Sweat, tears and
snot blended into a salty sticky mess and streamed down her face and
dripped on her breasts. Her ass stung so badly so could hardly put pressure
on her toes. She swung aimlessly for several seconds as she blinked and
sniffed.

As her vision cleared, Sybil could begin to see the faces of students
staring back at her. She expected them to be shocked and disgusted, the way
she would have felt if she had been forced to watch. She'd gone to school
with these kids all her life and knew a great deal of them personally. They
were good kids, sympathetic kids, kids she may even call `friends'.

A few more blinks squeezed the last of the tears from her eyes and her
mind, screaming with questions, anxiety, grief, humiliation and fear began
to clear also. Her wrists ached almost as much as her ass stung and her
calves were barking too. She needed to be released and soon.

As her mind finally cleared, Sybil's hearing and vision slowly
returned. She sheepishly scanned the crowd and was horrified to realize
that they were all making fun of her. They were pointing and laughing,
giggling and mocking her. Boys were squeezing their pec's as if they were
squeezing HER tits, girls were wetting their finger and touching their
asses, as if to say, "you're HOT". Others were taking pictures of her on
their cell phones and saving it as wallpaper. Still others were sending the
photo's to friends and family. Sybil's heart sank and she wanted to cry,
but couldn't.

The guard removed the necktie gag from Sybil's mouth and complained that
she had gotten it all wet with spit. She swatted her in the ass with it
like a rolled up towel. After the wooden paddle, the necktie didn't even
hurt.

Suddenly, Sybil felt something inside her bowel. "Oh no," she thought, "not
now."

She tried to twist herself around and face her principal, but she
couldn't. She started to blubber again, "P-principle Flowers," she pouted,
"please."

The Principal didn't hear her.

Sybil spoke a little louder, "Please, Principal Flowers," she said
attempting to get her attention but no so much so that it drew more
attention to her.

Principal Flowers walked over next to Sybil. "Did you say something you
little slut?" she whispered in her ear.

"Please Principal Flowers, please, I-I-I need... " Sybil's voice trailed
off and became inaudible.

"Speak up girl, I couldn't hear you," snarled the principal.

"I-I need to go to the bathroom," whimpered Sybil, ashamed at having to ask
to use the restroom. She was in high school for crying out loud. She hadn't
had to do that since grade school. It was humiliating to have to ask,
especially in her current predicament.

"Oh, you do eh?" confirmed Judy, "what do you have to do? Number 1 or
Number 2?"

"Pee," replied Sybil.

"Well, you'll just have to hold it for an hour because that's how long
you're gonna be out here. But let me tell you something, if you soil my
school, you'll be sorry."

Alex overheard Sybil's request. As Principal Flowers dismissed the student
body and directed them to go back to their classes, Alex approached the
principal and asked for permission to bring her some water.

Permission was granted so Alex scampered off and soon returned with two
large water bottles full of ice cold water.

Students fortunate enough to be in classes along the front of the school
had a front row seat and leisurely paid attention in class while focusing
most of their attention on the beautiful girl tied to the flagpole out
front.

Sybil was shocked when she saw Alex coming toward her. She started to cry a
little as Alex took the lid off the water bottle.

"Want something cold to drink, cunt lips?" Alex said slyly.

"N-No, thank you," Sybil insisted in a shaky voice.

"Too bad, drink this anyway," Alex insisted as she put the water bottle to
Sybil's lips and tipped it upward.

What water Sybil didn't drink spilled out the sides of mouth and ran down
her chest and dripped off her nipples. The coldness caused her body to
react the way cold air does to most women and her nipples hardened.

"P-Please," pleaded Sybil, "no more. I-I have to go the bathroom as it is."

"Drink it all, cunt lips," Alex persisted as she pushed the water bottle to
her lips again and forced her to drink by pinching her nose.

Sybil had no choice. She either had to drink or die, so she drank and
choked and sobbed and drank.

It wasn't long before her already full bladder caused her stomach to
pooch. No way would she be able to hold it for almost an hour. She squeezed
her knees together and writhed in pain.

"Please, Alex, please help me! I need to pee so badly but the principal
warned me not to," begged Sybil, "please help me, it's coming, PLEASE."
Sybil's inside were ready to burst. Her bladder was stretched to its max
and the pressure in her uterus was enormous. Her eyes filled with tears,
which she swore was piss. She tried to relax, but the pain was
excruciating.

Alex took her time deciding. She slowly and deliberately dumped the last
few drops of the water from the water bottle she had just fed to
Sybil. "Hmmm, not sure if I should help you or not. I may get into trouble
myself, you know. I don't want that," stalled Alex taking perverse pleasure
in watching her young prodigy writhe in pain.

"PLEASE, ALEX," begged Sybil, "Oh gawd, PLEASE!" Driblets of piss started
oozing from her urethra. Sybil tried desperately to squeeze her legs
tighter, but it only applied more pressure to her bladder.

Alex was really enjoying Sybil's displeasure. Then she got a great idea!

"I'll make you a deal, cunt lips," Alex enticed.

"Please, anything, PLEASE ALEX," squirmed Sybil.

"Anything?" purred Alex.

"OH MY GAWD, ANYTHING" Sybil pleaded as her bladder continued to leak.

"Fine," said Alex matter-of-factly, "I'll hold this bottle under you for
you to piss in, but then you're gonna have to drink it, cunt lips."

Sybil was sickened by the idea, but she could feel piss leaking down her
thigh and she knew it was only a matter of seconds before it dripped on the
ground. If that happened and Principal Flowers saw it, she was dead. She
knew her only chance was to exactly what Alex suggested. "Okay, OKAY,
PLEASE, GAWD, HURRY!"

Alex snuggled the water bottle against the young girl's hairless snatch and
dipped the opening under her cunt.

Sybil raised one leg slightly so her friend could nuzzle the bottle into
the best position. She took a deep breath and released her bladder with a
long exhale, "aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh."

Alex watched Sybil's eyes roll loosely around her head as she nearly filled
the water bottle with warm, tangy piss. She held it in place until Sybil
stopped tightening her anus and had squeezed out the last few drops. "Feel
better, cunt lips?" she demeaned.

"Y-yes, thank you, Alex," sighed a relieved Sybil.

"Good. You must be thirsty now, huh?" Alex prepped. She could hardly stand
the anticipation. On this hot, sunny California afternoon, in front of the
school, she was about to force Sybil to drink her own piss as dozens of
lucky students watched from inside classrooms.

Alex didn't even know where these nasty ideas were coming from, but she was
enjoying them immensely. Her own pussy was leaking, too, but it was
excitement, not piss that was oozing from her loin.

Sybil's mind was able to clear, once the pressure on her bladder was
released. Her wrists now screamed with pain as the metal handcuffs dug
deeply into her skin. She looked up at her purple hands and tried to move
and stretch her fingers. She was barely able to maintain her balance on her
tippy toes.

"Oh my gawd," Sybil screamed in her mind, "what am I doing here? How did I
let this happen? How on earth did things ever get this out of control?" Her
heart raced with disgust, despair and humiliation. She could feel the eyes
of students staring at her from all over the school. She knew they were
watching her hang naked on the flagpole. She was ashamed that so many of
them had seen her naked already. How would she ever be able to face them
again? What more could happen to her that would be worse than what had
already happened. She wanted to run away, but that was impossible. She was
sentenced to hang on the flagpole for an hour after her spanking and she
knew Principal Flowers was a woman of her word.

Poor Sybil was all out of tears. She couldn't even cry anymore. She
couldn't even cover herself. She HAD to let anyone and everyone see her
most private parts and there was NOTHING she could do about it.

Alex, on the other hand, was reveling in Sybil's predicament. Her day had
gone better than anything she could have dreamed of before today. And now
she was about to do something so dirty, so disgusting that even SHE was
having trouble believing it.

She turned to face the school and raised the opaque water bottle, with the
yellowish glow from inside, overhead as if making an offering to the
student Gods.

Sybil gulped and pressed her lips tightly together. There was no way she
was going to drink her own piss. It was the most disgusting thing she could
think of and she was NOT going to do it! Period.

Alex turned to face Sybil and lowered the water bottle to her mouth. "Don't
forget, cunt lips, if you spill even ONE drop, Judge Judy will KILL
you. Now open up."

Sybil had momentarily forgotten her principal's threat. Her heart sank. She
knew Alex was right and she closed her eyes and lowered her head in
defeat. She felt Alex's hand on her cheeks begin to squeeze tightly and put
pressure against her teeth. The pain was excruciating and she opened her
mouth to get her teeth off her cheeks. Her eyes' sprang open when she felt
the plastic screw lid touch her bottom lip and she heard Alex say, "Good
girl, now drink up."

Warm, tangy liquid splashed across her tongue and filled her mouth. Sybil
gagged at the taste and tried not to swallow. But when Alex pinched her
nose, she had to and did.

"That's a good little cunt lip. That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Alex
winced after watching the girl swallow. Even SHE was having trouble
watching her drink piss.

The same process repeated itself a dozen or more times until the water
bottle was empty.

Sybil looked a little green, but was happy it was finally over. She had
done it and now she was safe.

Alex turned to face the school again and raised the empty water bottle to
show everyone what Sybil had just done.

Audible cheers and applause erupted from inside the school, as Alex took a
slight bow.

Sybil shyly smiled and burped up piss.

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