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Ariel - Part 2

Copyright© 2025 by Blue Lion

Chapter 1: Schoolday

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 1: Schoolday - Ariel's torture and humiliation continue and become even more cruel.

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Teenagers   Coercion   NonConsensual   Slavery   Lesbian   Heterosexual   School   BDSM   DomSub   Humiliation   Rough   Sadistic   Spanking   Torture   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Analingus   Bestiality   Exhibitionism   Scatology   Spitting   Water Sports   Body Modification   Needles   Public Sex   Teacher/Student   Violence  

Ariel was woken up by terrible pain in her labia minora. Petra had pulled brutally on the iron ball.

“Slut, it’s half past four. I’m going to take off the cuffs on your hands and the gag. You will lick yourself clean like a cat. You lick your hands, arms and feet clean, as far as you can. Then you will call me so that I can inspect your work.”

Petra undid Ariel’s hand and arm restraints, who was sitting in a puddle of her own saliva and vaginal discharge. All night, saliva had dripped from the tube stuck in her mouth onto her stomach and then onto the dresser. Ariel licked her fingers, hands and arms up to her shoulders with aching shoulders and arms. Then she tried to lick her feet as best she could. She tasted the horrible cum she had had to rub on herself yesterday. It had dried on her skin, but had now turned back into a viscous, stringy liquid. Petra watched her slave while Laura and Susi still seemed to be asleep.

“Mistress Petra, the bitch is ready, Mistress,”

Ariel called to Petra.

“Good, slave cunt, now pull the needles first from your tits and then from your toes. One after the other! You have exactly five minutes to do that!”

Ariel pulled the 68 needles out of her body, one after the other. When she had finished, Petra released the connection between Ariel’s neck and feet. Her feet fell painfully onto the table. Ariel cried out as the muscles in her thighs ached brutally and the impact of her feet hitting the table was very hard.

“Cunt, now lick your tits clean. Take them nicely in your hands lift them to your mouth and start.”

Ariel licked over her breasts and tasted the cum and blood oozing from some of the punctures. Finally Ariel had licked her breasts clean too and Petra gave her a washcloth and a bowl filled with about half a liter of warm water.

“Now take off the crocodile clips and put the vibrator to one side. Then wash yourself with this water. Keep wringing out the washcloth in this water. You start by cleaning the mess from under your smelly ass. Then continue with your smelly cunt by inserting the washcloth all the way in. Then you wash the rest of your inferior body clean.”

Ariel took off the crocodile clips. She winced and squirmed with each clamp as the pain was even greater than when they were applied to her sensitive lips. She cried hard as she released the second clamp from her labia. As her feet were still bound sole to sole, her knees were still wide apart and her cunt wide open. While she was washing, the alarm clock rang, Laura and Susi got up, whispered to Petra and went to the computer. Ariel was ready. The water now looked very milky. And of course Ariel had to drink the whole bowl.

“At least it’s mostly water for once,”

the girl thought as she drank the liquid. Finally, Petra freed Ariel from the rope under her armpits that had been holding her upright and allowed her to undo the shackles on her feet. No sooner had she released the restraints than Laura snapped at her: “Cunt, you haven’t licked us awake again. An alarm clock had to wake us up. As punishment for this offense, the dildo stays in your ass. Now get your piss bottle, crawl into the bathroom and receive our nectar!”

It took Ariel a moment to realize what Laura meant and then crawled with aching limbs first to her cupboard to fetch the plastic bottle, which no longer had a bottom. With the bottle in her mouth, Ariel crawled into the bathroom. She knelt down, threw her head back and waited. Petra, Laura and Susi took it in turns to piss in the plastic bottle so that not a drop of their disgusting morning piss was lost and Ariel had to drink every drop.

“Oh man, I really need to piss too. I hope I get to pee too, even if I have to drink it again,”

thought Ariel. As soon as the three liquid gifts from her mistresses were in her stomach, Ariel was allowed to take a shower with the disappointing advice not to piss without permission. She also had to keep the large dildo in her ass.

While Ariel was in the shower, the three mistresses did their morning toilet and got dressed. They had just finished when there was a knock at the door. Laura opened it and let Jenny and Sarah in. Ariel came crawling out of the bathroom.

“Cunt, lie down with your tits on your former bed!”

ordered Jenny. Petra pulled the dildo out of Ariel’s anus, leaving a gaping hole visible, and placed it in front of Ariel’s face. While Ariel now had to lick the dildo clean, Jenny and Sarah took turns shoving a whole carrot, about a quarter of a peeled cucumber, a salami about five centimeters long and finally a baguette roll into the gaping asshole.

“Now bitch, sit down on the chair as usual,”

Laura demanded. Ariel sat down on the chair with all the food in her ass, of course with her legs over the armrests. Susi played with Ariel’s clitoris until it swelled with excitement. Susi pushed back the protective foreskin of the pink bud and put a small rubber band around it. This had the effect of leaving Ariel’s clitoris unprotected and swollen, but did not completely cut off the blood supply. Jenny took a cold ½ liter glass bottle of cola from the fridge and pushed it bottom first into Ariel’s cunt. Ariel gasped at the cold and the pain. Sarah now tied the four rings in Ariel’s labia together with short strings so that only the neck of the bottle with the red cap was sticking out of Ariel’s cunt. Ariel was allowed to stand up and put on her underpants for the first time in days. Petra now played with Ariel’s long nipples until they too swelled with excitement and stood perfectly firm. Like the clitoris before, a small rubber band was placed around the nipples, which made it harder for blood to flow to them, leaving the nipples in this swollen, tight state. Grinning, Susi then injected a syringe into each of Ariel’s tits, directly behind the rubber band in the areola, and said happily: “I think they’ve grown a bit already.”

Ariel felt the hot sensation in her breasts again. Sarah gave her a red dress, which was very tight-fitting and came down to Ariel’s knees, and Ariel put it on. Her nipples protruded beautifully through the dress and the piercings were also clearly visible. Now she had to put on very uncomfortable open shoes with eight centimeter high heels. Sarah and Jenny, who had already eaten breakfast, went to school with Ariel, while Laura, Susi and Petra went to the canteen.

The three of them arrived in their classroom without incident. Ariel had to sit down immediately, even though it was still ten minutes until school started. The classroom slowly filled up and the girls chatted about the weekend, their boyfriends, boys, and so on. Only Ariel no longer took part - she had become a slave who no longer had any rights. This had been made clear to her in the last week, and now she no longer even thought about finding a way out here at the boarding school, or asking for help, or escaping. Her only hope was the vacations and her parents. Now, and for the next two weeks, she was a slave. Now she was sitting in her classroom, her bladder was squeezing like crazy, her clit and nipples were throbbing, her ass and cunt ached and everyone could see her aroused nipples (and piercings) protruding from her hot breasts. A few meters in front of her stood four classmates, whispering and looking at Ariel. They had obviously noticed Ariel’s standing nipples. Finally, the four of them took their places. Laura was the last to arrive and sat down next to Ariel.

Mrs. Altmann entered the classroom and the lesson began. Laura hissed at her: “Put your feet behind the back legs of the chair, you’re just sitting on your ass”, before Mrs. Altmann began to talk about newspaper reports. Ariel sat down as instructed, the neck of the bottle was now on the seat of the chair and pressed into Ariel’s vagina. But not for very long, because Ariel had to answer the first question. Mrs. Altmann was the only teacher who insisted that the students gave their answers standing up. Ariel stood up and the whole class looked at her. Her nipples, and the rings hanging from them, were impossible to miss. Mrs. Altmann was satisfied with the answer and Ariel sat down again. But just a few minutes later, there was a problem to solve on the blackboard. The teacher called on Ariel again. Unhappy, Ariel went to the blackboard. Of course, no one could see what was in her ass and vagina, but Ariel had the feeling that all her classmates knew anyway. And because of the unusual high-heeled shoes and the urgent need to pee, she also walked a little woodenly. Ariel solved the problem on the blackboard and went back to her seat. During these two lessons, Ariel was called on four more times and had to go to the blackboard twice. This was very unusual, as Mrs. Altmann normally called on each girl at most twice per lesson. The rest of the class also noticed that Ariel was called up very often today. But they enjoyed the open-hearted sight of their classmate today, apparently just as much as Ms. Altmann did.

The lesson was finally over. To the whispering of the other girls, Ariel left the classroom behind Laura, Sarah and Jenny. They went back to the bench furthest away from the entrance and the break supervisor. Petra, Susi, Elke, Julia, Sandra, Stephanie and Pia were already waiting for Ariel. She had to take off her underpants and sit in the middle of the bench, of course with her legs spread and her dress pushed up. The ten girls positioned themselves in front of the bench so that nobody else could see anything. It had become cloudy and rather chilly. Ariel was freezing.

“Get your breakfast out of your ass now,”

Jenny demanded. Ariel lifted her legs and grabbed her ass. She squeezed at the same time and soon she had pulled the roll out of her anus. She continued to squeeze and pulled out the salami and the peeled cucumber. For the carrot, she had to stick her hand deep into her bottom and she felt the Coke bottle in her vagina. Finally she pulled out the carrot, which was more brown than orange. Of course, she now had to eat it all. The carrot in particular tasted disgustingly like shit again and Ariel’s stomach was now cramping.

“Which is worse? The punishment for breaking the rules, if I just pissed off now, or a burst bladder?”

Ariel secretly asked herself. When the girl had eaten the last bite of her breakfast in front of her audience, Petra gave her a large paper cup.

“Now you can drink the Coke, but from the cup,”

she grinned. Sitting with her legs apart and beautifully filmed by Laura, Ariel held the paper cup under her cunt and opened the Coke bottle. The black liquid flowed into the cup. It was warm and foaming over, but Ariel was still looking forward to it. Finally getting something in her stomach that hadn’t been altered to a disgusting taste by any bodily fluids or excretions. But of course her mistresses had planned it differently.

“Now open the cords and take out the bottle. Then piss in the cup. If you can’t piss, you won’t get another chance before tonight and you’ll drink half a liter of cola with a shot in a minute,”

Susi explained. Ariel’s joy and even gratitude that she was finally allowed to pee outweighed her disappointment that her drink would taste disgusting again. The girl quickly held the half-full cup under her vagina and peed into her cola with relief in front of her audience. A hard, strong stream shot out of Ariel’s urethra into the cup and almost filled it completely. As soon as she had finished, Petra took the cup from her and spat into it. The cup now went through all ten girls and they all spat into it. Sarah was the last to hand the cup back to her and said just one word: “Drink up!”

Ariel drank the warm liquid and was somewhat relieved as it still tasted a bit like warm cola, albeit with a nasty aftertaste.

“Now shove your underpants up your ass until there’s no more of it, we need to get back to class,”

Sarah instructed her. Ariel shoved her panties up her anus, pulled down her dress and the eleven girls went back to their classes.

Before Mrs. Schuster entered the classroom, Laura explained a few little things to Ariel: “Now you sit down with your dress pushed up so that only your asshole is on the seat, your cunt is hanging in the air. Spread your legs wide. And I’ll put a piece of paper down for you every now and then during the lesson. The instructions on it are to be carried out immediately after you have eaten the note!”

Ariel sat down as requested, her nipples and clitoris throbbing more and more painfully. Her classmates kept turning around and staring at Ariel’s breasts, nipples and piercings, which were clearly visible under her shirt. But none of them had the courage to speak to Ariel. The math teacher, Mrs. Schuster, entered the classroom and everyone turned to the teacher’s desk. Ms. Schuster had barely started talking about complex numbers when Laura slipped the first piece of paper to Ariel.

“Put this on your inner labia!”

it said. Ariel secretly shoved the piece of paper into her mouth and swallowed it, while Laura placed a weight on the seat next to Ariel’s bottom. The weight was in the shape of a drop and had a hook attached; it weighed 800 grams. Ariel hooked the hook into her two rings and her labia were pulled down. The next note: “Insert through the inner lips and close. From bottom to top. 30 minutes!”

Laura placed ten safety pins on Ariel’s seat while she ate the note in horror. She took the first needle and opened it. With trembling hands, she placed the needle on her labia and after a moment’s hesitation, she quickly pushed it through both lips. Only Laura, Jenny and Sarah could hear a short moan escaping through her clenched teeth. No one else noticed Ariel’s suffering. Looking around so that no one else in the class noticed, she closed the safety pin. This pinched the sensitive flesh of her labia and she gasped again. She took the second needle with trembling fingers. This time she managed it without moaning. Finally, she had ten safety pins stuck in her stretched labia. A tear ran down her right cheek.

Ariel was really unlucky today. Just as Ariel had wiped the tear and Laura was about to slip her the next note, Mrs. Schuster called her to the blackboard. Ariel stood up, Laura was very worried that the weight would peek out from under Ariel’s dress. But Ariel had pushed her dress down when she stood up and she was lucky - the weight didn’t hang down so far that it stuck out from under her dress. Ariel made an effort to walk to the table normally, although the dangling weight stretched her labia extremely painfully. Ariel did not cut a good figure at the blackboard either. She hadn’t been able to follow the lesson because she had to put safety pins in her labia. After a few minutes, she was allowed to sit down again, even though Mrs. Schuster was very surprised at Ariel and told her so. Ariel went back to her seat with a bright red head and sat down. The other girls laughed and showed their delight at staring at their generous classmate again and their glee at Ariel’s failure. And only Laura and Jenny noticed two small drops of blood in front of the blackboard.

As Ariel sat back in her chair with her legs spread, her dress pushed up and her labia hanging down in front of the backrest, the next note was already on the table.

“Sit down normally, legs spread naturally. One in each toe from below! You have five minutes.”

As Ariel slid backwards, putting her weight on the seat and pulling back her labia, Laura placed ten of the thumbtacks in Ariel’s hand, which had the longer tips. Ariel took off her left shoe and placed her left foot on her right thigh. She took the first thumbtack and stabbed it into her big toe as quickly as she could. She had quickly decorated her five toes with the thumbtacks. She put her shoe back on and repeated the ordeal with her right foot. She looked around the whole time, but again managed not to alert anyone in the class to her pain.

As soon as Ariel had put her shoe back on, the next note arrived with 40 tacks.

“Ten in the heels and ten between the heel and toes! 15 minutes!”

Again, Ariel took off her left shoe first, placed her left foot on her right thigh and put 20 tacks into the sole of her own foot. When she was finished and had both shoes back on, the next note demanded: “Until the end of the lesson, keep your ass one centimeter above the seat!”

While Ariel was still eating the piece of paper, she understood the cruel purpose of this exercise: she was supposed to stand on these 60 thumbtacks. She lifted her bottom a little and stayed in this position. It was only a few minutes until the end of the lesson, but after just a few seconds her thigh muscles ached. The thumbtacks dug deep into the soles of her feet. Finally, the lesson was over. Laura indicated to Ariel that she should stand up.

Ariel stood in front of her desk, the weight pulling her labia down again. But she hardly noticed. The sore nipples and aching clitoris now masked all other pain. Even when she was the last to leave the classroom, she hardly noticed the nails in her soles, her whole body seemed to consist only of nipples and clitoris. They went back to ‘their’ bench. This time the three of them were the first and waited for the others. The sky had become even darker and it was now really cold. There were very few schoolgirls outside. When all five mistresses and the five teenagers were present, Ariel had to push up her dress and everyone marveled at Laura’s good idea. It looked really great how the labia were pulled up by the weight and pierced with ten safety pins. Laura now had Ariel take off her shoes and walk around the bench with her dress pushed up. Again, she received great praise from the other girls for the great idea with the thumbtacks in the soles of her feet.

“Pull your underpants out of your ass and stick them in your mouth. Sit on the bench so that the weight can dangle freely and we can see it nicely. Pull the dress under your tits,”

Laura ordered when Ariel had finished her round. Ariel sat down on the bench with her legs apart at the front so that only half of her bottom rested on it and the weight could continue to tug at her lips. Now she slipped out of the straps of the dress and rolled it down over her breasts until it was beneath them. Everyone could see the almost black nipples with gold rings hanging from them. Now Ariel had to lean back and clasp her hands behind her head. Susi quickly inserted a syringe into Ariel’s right outer labia. Ariel moaned. Each of the ten girls now took turns flicking both nipples. If Ariel hadn’t had her panties in her mouth, everyone would have heard the screams this time. But as it was, only muffled and very quiet screams could be heard. The pain was even worse than during the piercing of the nipples. When the ten were finished and tears were running down Ariel’s cheeks, Petra said: “You can take the rubbers off now, bitch. Otherwise your nipples might die.”

Although she tried with incredible pain, Ariel could not remove the elastics from her nipples. Susi finally cut the elastics off with nail scissors.

“Take the weight off now!”

Laura ordered. Ariel took the weight off. Her large and now very red clitoris was protruding nicely from her labia. Although the blood circulation in her nipples started up again, and this also caused hellish pain, the ten flicks against her swollen clitoris surpassed anything she had had to endure today. When this ordeal was finally over, Ariel had to pull her labia as far apart as possible using the safety pins and Susi cut off this rubber too. Then she was allowed to take the panties out of her mouth and shove them back up her ass, put the weight back on, pull the dress over her breasts and go back to class. The rings in her nipples were still clearly visible through the dress, but her nipples were back to their normal size. The pain in her nipples slowly subsided, but the pain in her clitoris increased and reached its peak just as they entered the school building. Swaying and staggering in pain, she walked on, crying. The tears only stopped when they reached the computer room on the second floor. And when Ariel sat in her seat next to Laura, the pain was still enormous, but slowly subsiding.

Ms. Sasse came in and started the lesson. Ariel was glad that, firstly, she could hardly be seen from behind the computer monitor and, secondly, that she never had to stand up during this lesson. And although Jenny and Sarah were not sitting in front of Ariel and Laura in this class, Laura told Ariel to sit down as usual: Legs spread, dress pushed up, feet behind the chair legs.

“Now take the weight off and slide it inconspicuously to your underpants. For the next hour you only have one task: you stick these into your outer labia. 50 pieces in each lip. When we go into the lunch break, your cunt should look like a pincushion. And only the heads are allowed to stick out!”

Laura added in a whisper and gave Ariel a box of 100 pins. Ariel took the weight off, looked around, lifted her bottom a little, quickly pushed the weight into her anus and sat down again. Just as Mrs. Sasse began to talk about the limits and dangers of EDP, also from an ethical point of view, Ariel stuck the first needle into her left, fleshy lip with clenched teeth. Ariel had stuck about ten needles into her lips when Laura leaned over and whispered, “Cunt, first of all you’re too slow, and secondly, keep sticking them in! I only want to see the head!”

Sniffing softly, Ariel pushed the needles that were already inside her even deeper into her flesh. After about half of the needles, Laura gave her a nasty kick in the shin under the table and whispered angrily: “Only 20 more minutes. Finish, or you’ll need a pain injection before lunch!”

Ariel quickly and indiscriminately stuck the needles into her labia. When she had inserted all 100, there was almost nothing left to see of her fleshy, bulging labia. Instead, you could see countless colorful pinheads where the lips should actually be. Now Laura whispered viciously to her: “Two minutes late, that’ll be fun at lunchtime! Now you have exactly five minutes to stick these two pins through your two nipples. From right to left, right in front of the rings and without anyone noticing!”

Ariel looked around again. No one was looking at her, and Mrs. Sasse was only looking at her computer. Ariel quickly took her left breast out of the dress, quickly pushed the needle through - tears forming in her eyes - and pushed the dress back. She repeated the process with her right breast. A tear ran down her cheek.

“Just in time. Now take these two and put them through your nipples, this time from top to bottom and in front of the first needle!”

grinned Laura. Once again, Ariel had to expose her breasts one at a time in full class, and as she had to wait a little for the right breast because Mrs. Sasse always looked in her direction, she was only finished after eight minutes.

“Great, your lunch break is going to be very interesting for you. Your last task for this lesson: take these thumbtacks and stick them into your nipples from the front so that their heads completely cover your nipples. Five minutes!”

Laura was delighted. Sniffling, Ariel revealed her breasts one by one to the class for the third time, and again no one noticed. She quickly stuck the thumbtacks into her nipples and gasped. Laura grinned: “Very nice. And for the rest of the lesson, insert your left index finger into your ass and leave it in. When the lesson is over, we’ll go last.”

To insert her finger, she had to push up the weight that was already in her anus. She pushed her index finger in as far as she could and waited for school to finish.

Shortly afterwards, the school bell rang and Mrs. Sasse and the girls quickly left the computer room to go to the canteen. On Mondays, Ariel’s class also had lessons in the afternoon, so everyone wanted to eat quickly to have some free time before the next lesson. The class quickly emptied, only Sarah, Jenny, Laura and Ariel were still there.

“Get up, get the weight and the underpants out of your ass. Put the weight back on your cunt and put the underpants in your mouth. Then take off your shoes and come with me. You only walk on your toes.”

Slowly, the four of them walked down the stairs to the entrance. The thumbtacks in Ariel’s toes dug deep into her flesh. When they got to the schoolyard, Ariel had to walk normally again, and from the entrance to the dormitory onwards, Ariel was only allowed to walk on her heels, and the nails there dug deep into Ariel’s flesh.

The other mistresses and the five girls from year 9 were already gathered in the room. The door slammed shut behind Ariel, and before Ariel could take off her dress Laura was already saying, “Slut, leave your dress on and show our friends your cunt!”

Instead of taking off her dress, Ariel only pushed it up to her belly button, while the girls present watched in amazement, surprise and delight as ten safety pins were stuck in two stretched labia and countless pins in her fleshy lips. Ariel now had to climb onto her old bed and spread her legs. Laura first pressed her right hand firmly on Ariel’s vagina to make sure that all the needles were deep in her labia before taking beautiful close-ups of this colorful vagina again.

“Now sit on the chair and show us your tits!”

Laura ordered. Ariel wanted to pull the dress over her head, but Laura slapped her in the face and shouted at her: “I told you stupid cunt: don’t take it off. Are you that stupid or are you taking the piss?”

Laura slapped Ariel twice more in the face, then Ariel sat down on the chair, humiliated and scared. Her cheeks were not only red with embarrassment, but also because of the powerful slaps Laura had given her. She rolled the dress over her breasts until it was underneath them, just like in the second break on the bench. Now the others also marveled at the cross in Ariel’s nipples. All the girls found the two thumbtacks that adorned Ariel’s front teats particularly successful.

Julia, Sandra, Petra, Jenny and Susi lay down on the two beds pushed together. They had all exposed their abdomens. Julia lay on the left side at the head end, with Sandra lying next to her. Petra lay at the foot end between Laura’s and Ariel’s former bed. Opposite Sandra was Jenny, and next to her at the headboard was Susi. They all had their bottoms right at the front, their feet on the floor and their legs spread apart.

“Take your clothes off now, crawl over to helper Julia and lick her to orgasm. And then the other helpers and mistresses in turn. As punishment for the slow pinning, each of us will give you ten strokes on your stinking ass. If you dare to lose contact with the leaking cunt during the spanking, you’ll get another ten. Begin!”

Ariel spat out the underpants, crawled over to Julia and began to lick her young cunt. Sarah took a short leather strap in her hand and slapped it as hard as she could on Ariel’s left ass cheek, which no longer showed any signs of yesterday’s abuse. A wide, red stripe appeared on the buttocks and Ariel fell into Julia’s pussy. She continued to lick bravely while Sarah gave her nine more strokes. The fact that she had to lick a younger schoolgirl’s cunt again humiliated the slave even more.

“She doesn’t even have hair on her cunt and I have to lick her! She should play with her Barbie dolls,”

Ariel thought defiantly. Shortly after the tenth stroke, Julia came very hard. Ariel crawled on to Sandra, who was already waiting. This time Laura hit Ariel’s bottom, Elke had taken over the camera. Laura hit her right buttock with her studded belt, and after ten strokes the previously beautiful, alabaster-colored right buttock was just as red as the left. Sandra also came very quickly. Ariel crawled over to Petra. Meanwhile Elke, who had given the camera back to Laura, hit her left cheek with a whip. After Ariel had also brought Susi and Jenny to orgasm and had been spanked by Stephanie and Pia with a table tennis bat and wooden spoon, her bottom was once again on fire.

“Take a little break. Sit on the chair and get it yourself,”

Laura ordered. Ariel sat down on the chair (with her legs over the armrests, of course), pushed her labia aside by the needles and fingered her clitoris. While she did this, the other ten girls sat down on the beds and started eating sandwiches and drinking lemonade. Suddenly, and to Ariel’s own astonishment, as her bottom, vagina and breasts ached, she came very hard. It was the strongest orgasm she had ever had so far and even surpassed the insanely great three orgasms of the last few days. She screamed out loud with pleasure and for a few seconds she forgot all the pain, humiliation and degradation. But the applause from the ten girls quickly brought her back to the present and her face turned almost as red as her bottom had been. Before the ‘terrible ten’ had finished their lunch, Ariel had another orgasm, not as violent, but still a relief for her tortured body and mind.

Now Elke, Laura, Sarah, Stephanie and Pia lay down on the bed, just like the other five had done before. Ariel crawled off again and started with Elke. Petra slapped the short strap on her right ass cheek. And finally Ariel had licked Laura, Sarah, Stephanie and Pia to orgasm, while Susi, Sandra, Julia and Jenny beat her with belt, whip, ping-pong paddle and wooden spoon. Now her bottom was literally glowing and the tormented girl was completely exhausted. But there was no mercy for Ariel. The mistresses continued with the abuse.

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