Chapter 2

'God, what a crowd of drunks, ' thought Barbara as she looked at all the college boys and girls standing around with little plastic cups of beer. Tina went upstairs and Barbara began looking around for Tammy and Tamika. Over the loud music, she heard the familiar college sounds of people chanting, "Drink- Drink-Drink-Drink!"

She walked towards the noise to see if it had attracted her two new friends. She was looking for a bathroom, so she could fix the sleeves of her robe and have the use of her hands again. Pushing her hands close together, she was able to bunch her sleeves up, so that no one would be able to tell they were tied together. 'Show no signs of weakness, ' she said to herself, as she turned the corner to the kitchen, where they were still chanting, "Drink-Drink-Drink!"

'Oh no, they've got Tammy!' she thought, as she stared at the spectacle. Those lecherous frat boys were holding the young blonde upside down over the keg, urging her to drink. She hungrily sucked from the spout, beer leaking from her mouth, as she attempted to drink. Her skirt had flipped down, exposing her tight white panties and all the young men were leering at the lean curves of her body.

"You put her down! You put her down this instant!" cried Barbara, as she pushed her way into the crowded room.

"Awwwww," the crowd sighed with disappointment and the young girl was lowered.

"Woo-hoo!" yelled the blonde girl, picking up two cups of beer and staggering over to Barbara.

"Here, Barbi, I got you some too! It's free!" slurred Tammy as she pushed the cup at Barbara's lips.

"I don't dr-" the distraught teacher tried to object, but the girl began to turn the cup up anyway. To keep the beer from spilling down her robe, the Barbara opened her mouth and gulped the beer down. Yuck! The beer tasted horrible. Then to her dismay, Tammy began to feed her the other beer before she could object.

Finally, she finished the beer. "Listen Tammy, I don't want you drinking anymore, okay? Those boys were looking up your dress when you were upside down," she lectured the young girl.

Tammy's half-lidded eyes opened and she smiled. "Okay, teach-I mean Ms. Thomp-"

"Hisss!" interrupted the teacher. "Don't call me that! You mustn't call me that here!" She would lose her job if someone knew a teacher was cavorting around a frat party.

"Sure thing Barbi. Is that Tamika over there?" Tammy asked.

Barbara looked over and was shocked to see Tamika sitting in the lap of one of the college boys, grinding against him in a very unladylike manner.

She left Tammy and ran over to Tamika. "Stop that Tamika! Get off that boy, right now!" she demanded the dark-skinned girl.

Reluctantly, the young girl got off the young man's lap, picked up a beer and joined the teacher. "I was only dancing. It's okay to dance, isn't it Tea-"

"Barbi, call me Barbi!" the teacher interjected, before the girl had a chance to give away her secret. "If you want to dance, dance with Tammy, a nice waltz or something," she said, while thinking 'That way I can keep my eye on you both!'

Tamika put the beer up to Barbi's lips. "Hey Barbi, you want some beer?" she asked, turning the cup up, without giving the woman time to answer.

Barbara was already feeling light-headed, but it was too late now. She gulped down the beer, as it was poured down her throat. The teacher shook her head to try to clear the cobwebs. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that somehow Tamika had gone underneath her tied-together arms and was hugging her tightly as she swayed her hips to the music.

"I love this song," said the ebony-skinned girl, as she began to grind herself against the teacher.

"Wait, what are you doing?" hissed the teacher, looking down in horror, as Tamika pressed her head between Barbara's large bosoms. Anyone who looked could see by the way her large breasts jutted out from her torso, that the nun wasn't wearing a bra.

"You said, you didn't want me to dance with that boy, so I'm dancing with you silly!" Tamaka replied innocently.

Barbara tried to breasts out from around Tamika's head. "Well, at least move your head," Barbara asked.

"Then dance with me Barbi!" the black girl said, as she began to dance between the older woman's arms.

Barbara tried to keep up with the young girl. She had never been much of a dancer anyway, but some of these new dances were positively scandalous. Tamika, turned around and began to hump her hips back into the older woman's pelvis. Barbara looked around in dismay, because it seemed every eye was watching the two of them dance. The problem was, though appeared that Barbara was willingly hugging the young girl to her body, the teacher was truly the one trapped with her sleeves tied together. Trapped on a dance floor, with everyone looking at the young school girl simulating sex on the dance floor; the teacher blushed in humiliation.

She felt someone tap on her shoulder. It was Tammy. "You look hot Barbara, I brought you another beer!" she said, placing the cup to the older woman's lips, while Tamika ground her body against her and rubbed the teachers back and ass possessively.

'What I could really use is some water!' the teacher thought, but gulped down the cold liquid gratefully. She prayed that the coming buzz would take away some of the humiliation that she felt. "Why don' you girls dansh togedder! I'm tired, so tired," the teacher slurred, wobbling on her feet.

Tammy helped Tamika slip out from under the teachers bound arms, as she said, "That's a good idea Bambi, the DJ is getting ready to play our song anyway!"

Barbara, thankful for the much needed break, staggered over to an empty seat and fell down in it. She watched with curiosity as the dance floor cleared around the two girls and a fast paced song began to play.

Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby, baby

'They are really good, they must have practiced this together, ' the teacher thought as the girls strutted forward simultaneously, then posed with their legs slightly spread. Barbara thought it was a tiny bit risqu≠, but she had seen much worse at some of the dances she had chaperoned. Then the girls turned around and leaned forward with their legs spread, showing every set of leering eyes, their tiny white panties! 'Oh no!' she thought in horror as she watched them strut with their back facing the audience, unbuttoning their tight sweaters, as they strutted.

I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me how want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because

"Stop girls! Shtop!' the drunken teacher cried, when the two girls turned around and threw their sweaters into the crowded house. Barbara tried to stand up, but it was too difficult without the use of her arms. She fell onto the floor and tried to crawl over to the dance floor.

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

A cheer went up in the crowd and the teacher dreaded what it could have been for, but as she crawled she noticed one of the tiny skirts the girls were wearing. 'Dear God, Tina is going to kill me!' she thought in horror.

Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh pretty baby

Barbara finally was able to get to her feet, but she couldn't even see the girls anymore through the mob of frat boys. They were cheering and shouting, but they wouldn't move out of her way to let her rescue her two charges. She looked back helplessly to and saw the figure of a woman wearing a white robe and carrying a teacher's pointer, striding forward. 'Thank God, maybe she can help me rescue the girls!' she thought. However, as the figure neared, she recognized it was Tina and she looked very angry. It wasn't a nun's habit she was wearing, but carefully groomed white sheets, that resembled her own costume.

"Sister Barbi, I thought I told you to keep the girls out of trouble!" she shouted loud enough for the crowd to watch this new action that was developing.

"Barbara tried to reason with the angry teen, "I'm shorry, Ms. T-"

Tina grabbed the drunken woman's ear pulling her to her hands and knees, in front of the crowd. "My name is Mother Superior bitch and do you know what happens when you disobey Mother Superior?" Tina said, patting the kneeling woman's ass with her pointer.

There's nothing that I wouldn't do It's not the way I planned it Show me how you want it to be Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because

Tears began to flow down the older woman's cheeks, "I get a spanking," she sobbed.

Horrified by the unfolding events, the teacher obediently let the young teen pull her robe up and expose her naked body to the crowd. She hung he head in shame, as she listened to the crowd criticize her flabby ass, untrimmed bush, and large tits.

"Count 'em out and thank Mother Superior for each lick!" the teen said, as her eyes beamed evilly.

My loneliness is killing me I must confess I still believe When I'm not with you I lose my mind

Thwak!

"One... Thank you Mother Superior!"

Give me a sign Hit me baby one more time

Thwak!

"Ouch! Two... Thank you Mother Superior!"

The alcohol might have deadened the blows somewhat, but two red puffy welts crisscrossed the teacher's burning ass.

Thwak!

"Owweee! Three! Thank you Mother Superior!" the teacher sobbed, her flabby ass quaking from the blow.

Thwak!

The teacher lurched forward to escape the blow. She yearned to rub her hands on her bottom to sooth the burning stripes, but her arms were still captured by the habit. "Please Mother, please... no more... please," she begged.

"Don't beg me! Ask them, if they want me to stop!" Tina said, gesturing out to the crowd.

The humiliated teacher looked at the lustful eyes that leered at her. "Please, it hurts," she pleaded.