Julie and Maggie are hurrying to the St Dunstan's buildings so they won't be late for lessons. These intelligent, bright girls like to arrive early so they can be well settled for when the class begins. They are also very eager to make a good impression with their teacher Mr Douglas.

Julie and Maggie walk arm and arm, weighted down with their books.

"Did you see the marks?" Julie asks excitedly

"Mr Douglas gave me an A+ on the test last Thursday," she boasts.

"Me too," Maggie says proudly. "We should revise together again tonight."

They are the brightest girls in class and they realize that working together as a team they can achieve even more.

At that moment the tranquil birdsong of the morning is broken by a loud mechanical roar.

A motorcycle comes speeding through the entrance and thundering down the path towards the school.

The girls stop in their tracks intrigued by the sight. They think they recognize the boy riding on the back as Malcolm Prestwig.

The motorcycle grinds to a halt and the figure with the dark helmet driving turns towards the girls. They are curious about whether this person is actually looking at them or past them at the school.

He removes his helmet.

The girls feel a flutter of excitement seeing it's Kevin, Malcolm's older brother.

He left St Dunstan's a few years ago. Some say he got kicked out. He's always had a badboy reputation.

"Malcolm's brother is SO cool," Julie swoons.

Malcolm gets his uniform ready while his brother Kevin coolly surveys the grounds, looking back at his old stomping ground.

Malcolm sighs taking out his jacket. He hates being made to wear this monkey suit everyday.

"Malcolm isn't bad either," Maggie adds looking him over.

The girls imagine what it must feel like to climb on the back of that bike and ride with Kevin while having their arms wrapped around his hard masculine chest.

Kevin pats his brother on the shoulder as if commiserating with him that he has to spend the day locked in this virtual prison.

"Come on, don't want to be late," Julie says tugging on Maggie's arm following after Malcolm.

On the other side of the St Dunstan's grounds, Grace and Sophie are having a more leisurely time smoking and chatting.

"Did you see those pink bracelets in Accessorize?" Grace asks.

"What? The ones with the purple stripes?"

Grace nods, "They're well nice, but they cost a fiver."

Sophie takes a deep drag and gets that mischievous glint in her eyes.

"We could nick them."

Grace shakes her head, "I almost got caught last time."

Grace sighs and looks around. There must be an easy way to get some money around here.

The grounds keeper Mr McIntyre walks along the hedges checking that everything is in order.

He's a simple & hard-working man dedicated to his job.

He mentally goes through his list of chores for the day, not really paying attention to what's going on around him.

The girls look him up and down. Easy pickings.

He glances up and catches the eyes of the two girls looking at him.

Quickly he looks away and trudges speedily along, his heart beating just a little bit faster.

Sophie looks at her friend and nods. They quickly follow him to the busy main building.

Making his way to the caretaker's cupboard, Mr McIntyre hears footsteps loudly approaching from behind him.

The girls walk up to him and he feels his pulse race. They are incredibly feminine and alluring, but confident and threatening in the way they stride right up to him.

"Good day Miss Grace, Miss Sophie," he says nodding to them politely.

Two school girls come racing down the stairs on their way to class.

They stop in their tracks when they see masculine Mr McIntyre looking cornered.

Grace and Sophie hold their feet out and stare hard at the caretaker, their manner like imperial demanding members of the aristocracy. Mr McIntyre knows that they are not to be crossed.

He instantly drops to his knees to worship the women's feet.

Excited to have stumbled upon this scene in their busy school, the pair of girls circle around laughing in surprise at the caretaker grovelling at the other girls' feet.

He greedily laps at the fine leather of their high-heeled boots, the towering strong girls holding some power over him.

The girls glance at each other giggling. They can't believe their eyes. It's like the other girls have somehow enslaved him.

Just to brush the hardened features of his face against their feet feels like an honour for him.

"And where were you going?" Sophie enquires looming over him.

"A boy's been sick in one of the toilets," he mutters obediently.

"Oh dear," Grace tuts. He feels a jolt of fear like he's displeased them.

"You can clean the toilets AFTER you have done your other chores."

Mr McIntyre frantically tries to think of what he hasn't done. From the stern expression of her face it seems like he's forgotten something, but can't work out what it is.

He nods kneeling on his hands and knees, primed to do whatever these girls require of him. He is required to always serve these superior females as a priority.

Sophie and Grace have cornered the St Dunstan's caretaker in a corner of the school. He obeys their stern orders instantly as if they have some hidden power over him. The feminine girls stand above him so confident and pristine the lowly man can only grovel at their feet and do whatever he can to please them.

Mr McIntyre looks humbly up at the superior girls towering over him, consumed with fear that he's displeased them.

"What are you doing wearing clothes?" Sophie queries sternly.

Grinning with excitement Grace adds, "You don't deserve to wear clothes. You know that."

Mr McIntyre instantly begins unlacing his boots, ashamed that he's displeased the girls.

The girls stand statuesque over him, radiating authority and impatiently waiting.

He's conscious of the other girls watching on, giggling and whisper to each other. They are on tenderhooks wondering if he's actually going to strip fully naked!

He hastily sheds his workman's coveralls feeling like a clumsy oaf as he struggles to keep his balance.

He risks looking up to meet the girls' eyes and sees from their penetrating stare that they want him to continue.

He throws off his shirt and reaches for his belt aware of their gaze watching his every move and evaluating his body as he disrobes.

He feels so ungainly and blundering next to these perfect commanding women.

Mr McIntyre feels his heart thundering in his chest as he takes hold of the waistband of his shorts. The girls are staring at him so firmly, their feminine bodies poised and controlled.

The girls watching on gasp and laugh as his penis and balls tumble into view.

He discards the shorts and stands before them fully naked, right there in the corridor where anyone walking by can see him.

Excited and curious about the male body the girls scan his bare form, the shape of his muscles and awkward weight of his genitals.

He can see the girls looking him over thoroughly as if calculating the value of an object they might purchase. Sophie indicates he should get on his knees with a simple nod of the head.

Mr McIntyre instantly drops to the floor. His body, toned from the daily strenuous chores of his job, is fully at their disposal.

Grace holds out her boot which he plunges towards to worship.

He feels a thrill just being able to kiss and lick the aromatic leather of their boots.

The girls get a rush seeing this naked man begging and worshiping their feet.

They stamp their feet down wanting more, his eyes glaze over in a desperate wish to serve utterly and completely.

Kissing the tip of Grace's boot he can taste the dirt from the ground she kicked while the girls casually smoked outside.

He makes himself push his tongue out, licking up every trace on the boots leaving them shiny clean.

He looks up for approval, but sees only the austere expressions on the girls' faces so knows he must continue.

The girls watching are partly appalled by this disgusting display and partly aroused.

Mr McIntyre quickly moves back and forth between the women's boots not wanting to neglect either, wanting to be smothered completely beneath these strong women.

Sophie and Grace know that they now have complete power over this fully grown man. They can get whatever they want from him.

He quickly glances up, entranced by their pretty young faces and how they beam down at him.

He falls to the floor feeling his bare arse up in the air, grovelling at Sophie's boots like a dirty wretch.

One of the girls suppresses her instinct to call a teacher and get this filthy caretaker in trouble, preferring to watch him debase himself so thoroughly.

The other finds it arousing how handsome his strong naked form appears bowing and worshiping her girly classmates' feet.

He feels utterly and totally beneath them all, hunched close to the floor and staring up at their perfect feminine forms dressed in their expensive uniforms.

Whereas he is nothing but a filthy male privileged enough to touch his lips to their powerful boots.

He crawls on the floor pathetically like a beast, his buttocks pumping up and down and his genitals swinging between his legs.

The girls watching stifle more laughter. They know that they will be late for their class but they find this display mesmerizing.

With each second that ticks by, Mr McIntyre is aware there is the risk that the headmaster might stroll by or an entire class on its way to the auditorium.

This feels totally right for Sophie like this is the natural order of things.

Grace feels excited seeing the naked man so eager to please and daringly wants to push things further.

The girls watching dare themselves to look at the space between his firm muscular arse cheeks as he scrambles around trying to lick the girls' boots completely clean. Such an arousing and intriguing sight!

Mr McIntyre is feverish in his need to serve them. He looks up to Sophie for approval and is rewarded with a slight smile.

This encourages him to drape himself around her legs, devoting himself completely to her by stroking and rubbing his lips along the length of her boot.

Grace peers down at him with a stern expression making him think he's neglected her.

He races to kiss her boot, imagining the dainty feminine foot encased in it.

Each woman seems to be demanding that he serve her. He becomes flushed in his frantic need to serve them both.

His skin blushes pink at the brashness of his prolonged exposure to all these girls.

Quite suddenly, Sophie demands, "In your cupboard. Now!"

She grabs at the door and opens it wide.

Mr McIntyre's pulse is sent racing again as he wonders desperately if they will follow or merely lock him in there naked to be found much later by some teacher passing by.

Sophie smiles at Grace, silently agreeing with her about what they will do with this grown naked man now.

Grace follows him in and Sophie can't help giving the other girls a satisfied smirk as if to say, 'Don't you wish you were in my shoes.'

Buzzing with excitement at what they are about to do, Sophie follows them into the cupboard.

Mr McIntyre is shocked when he's abruptly prodded into the dingy old cupboard by the confident icy girls. If anyone were to catch them it would be Mr McIntyre who would be blamed for his perverted actions, standing naked while the girls survey every inch of his body. And now the girls have him all to themselves to do whatever they please.

A chill covers his bare skin and his pulse races as he wonders what these vicious girls will do to him now that they have him alone.

Grace pulls him in laughing and smacks his arse, her expression full of excitement at having this big dumb lunk to herself.

"You've been sniffing around the girls' loos, haven't you? You dirty perv," Sophie berates him.

"No... I..." he stammers in surprise.

The girls find some slender sticks and test them by slicing through the air.

Sophie immediately swipes at his leg.

The sharp stick slices into his flesh making him leap away from her.

"Don't you run away from me," Sophie orders sternly. "You're going to get what you deserve."

They attack him from both sides laying into his naked body.

They laugh excitedly seeing the grimace on his face as he tries to stand in place as they've ordered him to.

He cries in pain, trying to turn and protect the most vulnerable bits of his exposed body, and this excites them further.

It becomes a wickedly perverse exciting game for the girls whipping him from all sides and trying to get him where it'll sting the most.

It's agonizing feeling the sharp stinging pain coming at him from both sides faster and faster.

The girls get really into it whipping his midriff and arse.

"Filthy old man," Sophie sneers.

He leaps about uncontrollably crying out in pain.

His hard muscular calves feel like they can't take anymore, but the girls persistently swipe at them.

Sophie is breathing rapidly in excitement, but she effortlessly whips him causing him the most acute pain.

His dick and balls swing wildly as he manoeuvres back and forth.

"Not much down there," Grace says making both girls laugh hysterically.

Mr McIntyre feels powerfully ashamed, struggling to catch his breath with his skin throbbing in pain. He feels like he's undergone a huge workout.

But the girls are only getting warmed up coming at him again.

The girls gawk at the fine red lines they've left over his big round arse.

Sophie is proud and aroused to have marked him.

He whimpers pathetically. Grace has never seen such a pathetic display and it makes her want to whack him harder.

She observes how he leaps forward as her stick slices his arse, his hairy dick and balls flying upward and jangling around uselessly.

"I'm sorry," he mutters feeling so cold and in pain. He longs for the warm touch of these beautiful feminine girls.

The women whack him over and over driving in how beneath them he is.

His muscular physique so weak against their strong feminine presence.

"We're being too easy on you," Grace says glaring at him, making Mr McIntyre feel very small and worthless.

Sophie seizes him and holds him firmly in place, giving Mr McIntyre no indication of what's about to happen.

Grace stares at his dangling fleshy scrotum and shrunken nut of a cock.

With all her strength she kicks upward with her long slender leg and uniform boot.

WHACK!

He cries out in agony, trying to twist away but Sophie holds him still.

Sophie laughs wickedly feeling his body heaving with sobs.

"Oh please," he cries seeing Sophie preparing to kick him again.

Her foot slams against his balls producing another agonizing scream out of him.

The pain is unimaginable and he feels it in every part of his body.

His balls are throbbing hot.

Grace kicks him again, demonstrating her feminine athletic ability.

Mr McIntyre moans and crumples helplessly against Sophie. His entire body is wracked with pain and weakened.

Sophie is so excited watching that she wants to have a go. Grace takes hold of him from behind and grins encouraging her on.

Sophie wants to smash his nuts so hard he'll feel it for the rest of his life.

She slams her boot into his softened sack making him wince in agony and grind his teeth together.

He clutches his dick and balls, the battering so painful he feels on the brink of utter collapse.

But the girls prop him back in place, thrilled to drain him of all his energy and make him completely submit.

Sophie kicks him again with incredibly strength.

Mr McIntyre howls in pain, but no one can hear him outside of the enclosed room. These merciless bitches could keep him here as long as they'd like. They practically own him.

After whipping him mercilessly, the girls make Mr McIntyre lie flat out on the grimy cupboard floor. He can only stare up in awe at these assured pretty young girls who are intent on sexually punishing him. He is entirely under their command.

Mr McIntyre is flat out on the floor. His back, chest and arse are smarting from the numerous blows the girls delivered to him with their sticks.

Sophie steps on his naked body like an imperial queen trampling a worthless servant.

Mr McIntyre gasps for air feeling her step on his chest and stomach.

Grace presses the sole of her boot against his cock and balls.

While he's struggling to stand being crushed into the floor Sophie giggles and rubs her foot over his wincing face.

The girls laugh excitedly stepping all over him feeling so empowered and thrilled to be grinding this naked man into the floor.

Sophie generously steps off so he can catch his breath. His body is wracked in pain.

She steps on him again and he feels himself being crushed against the cold hard floor like he's nothing more than dirt.

She lets her full weight rest on his body.

She sees him struggling to breathe and flattens her foot over his nose and mouth.

As he gasps for air he breathes in the scent and taste of the sole of her foot.

The girls have developed a real taste for trampling over the naked man's muscular body.

Sophie gracefully steps across him while he struggles and strains beneath her.

Laughing excitedly, Sophie stares down at his sweating face and drops down to absolutely crush his naked body.

Her full weight flattens him as she lands on his chest.

Mr McIntyre feels like his body is on the brink of breaking with this feminine strong girl's weight slamming down upon him.

Grace holds Sophie steady as she steps down his body, the two girls giggling like this is the most exciting thing they've ever done.

Sophie enjoys scrunching the limp length of his cock between her toes and pressing it down into his body.

Mr McIntyre writhes in agony beneath her.

He's nothing more than rubbish gasping for breath and looking up at these mighty young females towering over him.

Sophie steps up and down his torso grinding her feet into his hard resistant body.

Since he's making so much noise, Sophie silences him by stepping on his neck.

She takes a seat, relaxing on his bare body and rests her feet on his proud sweating features.

She lights up while Grace grinds her boots into his cock and balls again.

Sophie casually takes a long drag and completely covers his face with her feet.

She wipes them over his face knowing the dirty swine is privileged to be her doormat.

He groans feeling her soft feet pressing against his face.

Grace rests on the floor grinding his dick and balls between her boots.

She likes to press his cock making the tender pink head peek out from his foreskin.

Sophie takes a look at what Grace is doing and laughs, aroused at the way she's twisting his genitals around.

The girls lounge comfortably flattening and smothering the naked caretaker.

Sophie grabs his face and prizes his mouth open. He stares up in terror at the long stem of ash smoking at the end of her cigarette.

Sophie casually tops her cigarette so the hot ash falls into his gaping mouth.

Mr McIntyre gags and whips his head to the side coughing and spluttering.

Sophie forcibly shuts his jaw and makes him swallow it.

While he's still gagging she holds her foot in to make him taste her toes along with the ash.

She shoves her foot all the way in making him choke while Grace continues crushing his genitals between her boots.

The girls are really warmed up completely dominating and smothering this hairy naked man.

Mr McIntyre moans feeling what a low good-for-nothing pervert he is beneath these confident schoolgirls.

It feels so good grinding his naked flesh beneath their feet.

They smile conspiratorially at each other. They could spend all day dominating this filthy caretaker, but they have to get to class... and they've more to do before that!

Sophie wipes his flushed sweating face letting him know that he belongs to them completely. Little does he realise that more punishment is to come.

Mr McIntyre submits completely to the bossy sadistic school girls, grateful for every strike they make to his body. He canâ€™t resist worshiping them when they are in their sexy tight uniforms. They are so beautiful, commanding and eager.

"Bend over. Now!" Grace orders him.

Grace grabs hold of his fleshy arse cheeks and Sophie, looking at his tempting tight asshole, eagerly grabs a mop.

They are brimming over with excitement as they guide the handle straight into his hole.

Grace squeezes his cheeks, turned on seeing the masculine caretaker being fucked for the first time.

He cries out in agony feeling his arse being painfully invaded.

The pain shoots through his whole body and his skin flares red with the strain.

The girls look at each other excited by the audacity of what they are doing.

While Mr McIntyre is panting and sweating the girls ease the mop handle up with Grace holding him firmly down to take it.

"Shove it right up there!" Grace encourages her.

He gasps and reels in pain as the handle slides up even further.

Laughing eagerly, Sophie uses all her strength shoving it up his hole.

This is the most arousing and twisted thing she's ever done.

She plunges the handle in and out screwing him senseless.

"He loves getting it in the arse, the filthy perv," Grace says.

Mr McIntyre's legs are trembling from the strain.

Before he can catch his breath, the girls pull him and hold his hands together.

On the brink of tears, he looks sorrowfully into Sophie's face, but she only smiles mockingly.

He feels a bolt of fear knowing he's neglecting his duties and it'll be noticed soon. With Grace expertly tying his hands together they might leave him naked in this storeroom for the entire afternoon!

Grace stares in his eyes tying the knot tight letting him know he is incapable of escaping unless she allows it.

She hoists his arms up and stares directly in his face as Sophie emphatically spanks his arse with her bare hand.

He moans in pain, his cheeks still sensitive from the whipping and fucking he's already received.

His arse is burning red. Each smack causes intense needling pain.

Unable to stop himself, he thrashes around in pain, but Grace holds him firmly still to receive his spanking.

Giggling with the adrenaline rush, Grace yanks him towards the door.

Sophie follows after giving his arse a few more satisfying smacks.

Grace strings him up to the door so he can't pull free.

Mr McIntyre looks around desperate to know what the girls are going to do to his throbbing arse now.

Grace sees a feather duster that will make a fantastic tail for him.

She looks at the sharp end of it and wants to shove it straight up his arse.

This time Sophie holds his cheeks open while Grace excitedly aims the duster handle at his hole.

He grunts as she's roughly slides it up his arse.

He flattens himself against the door and stands up on the tips of his toes trying to get away from it, but Grace plunges it in.

They laugh uproariously seeing the duster sticking ridiculously out of his arse.

Grace opens the door and manoeuvres him around so he'll be displayed out in the open.

They feel a thrill thrusting him out into the open where anyone can see him.

Mr McIntyre looks around in horror and sees two girls passing by.

The girls going by look at him with shock while Grace and Sophie come out giggling and proud of what they’ve done.

The girls hurry away appalled by what they've seen. Mr McIntyre knows he's going to be in a huge amount of trouble.

Grace takes a look at her handiwork and feels immensely pleased and aroused.

Grace roots through his trousers. Sophie looks him up and down having a real taste for controlling and abusing men.

"This is enough for bracelets and earrings!" Grace says excitedly.

"I wish biology lessons were this fun," Sophie says.

"We better go before we're really late." Grace says taking one last look at what they've done.

Mr McIntyre watches in horror as the girls rush away giggling hysterically.

He struggles to get free of the rope, but can't undo Grace's firm knot.

Left alone, bound to the door, his body smarting in pain and the feather duster sticking out of his throbbing arse, Mr McIntyre can do nothing but cry pathetically for help before the entire school passes by to observe his horrific shame.

Mr Douglas is a relatively new teacher to St Dunstan's. He's full of enthusiasm about the lessons he teaches wanting to form a mentoring friendship with his students. At the same time, he wants to maintain his authority and tries not to allow himself to be distracted by the short skirts and tight jumpers of the girls.

As usual at the start of the day, Mr Douglas is in a great mood and enthusiastic for the lesson ahead as he takes the register for the class.

The girls all check him out liking the blue tie he's wearing today and how it matches his bright eyes.

"Josie?" he calls out.

"Here," perky Josie says.

"Julie?"

His voice is so deep and masculine it sends shivers down Julie's spine whenever he says it. "Here Mr Douglas!" she says dreamily.

"Grace?" his query is met by silence.

At that moment, Grace and Sophie stride in as if they are right on time.

The students are all tense wondering how Mr Douglas will handle the girls' tardiness. "Thank you for joining us Grace and Sophie," he says as the girls take their seats.

"Sorry Mr Douglas. Our bus was late," she says without sounding remorseful in the least.

"This is the third time," he says seriously.

"That's detention."

The girls roll their eyes and slump in their chairs sulking.

"First, I'd like to announce I'm running a motorbike mechanics workshop for you lads on Friday afternoons," he says. "I have my own Ducati Monster I can demonstrate on. Anyone interested can sign up."

He has a sign up form to put up on the wall.

The girls stare dreamily at Mr Douglas as he passes by.

He's so tall and masculine the girls all swoon thinking about him getting sweaty and dirty working on his motorbike.

Mr Douglas takes his place back at the front of the class and clears his throat, "Right class. Today we're going to cover erogenous zones."

The students look confused, but they are intrigued.

Josie raises her hand, "Is that a disease?"

"No Josie."

"I know," Grace declares. "They are like sexual hot spots."

All the students laugh just hearing the word "sexual" said aloud.

"Yes Grace, in a sense," he says. "Erogenous zones are very sensitive areas of the body, but the term does not only include the genitals. Let me show you."

Julie is melting staring at this sexy man and her imagination is going wild.

He pulls a sheet off revealing an unattractive model to the class.

The girls frown and look sceptically at the ugly thing.

Maggie looks back at Malcolm slumped in the corner.

She leans over to Julie with a wicked grin on her face, "A boy should model instead."

Julie grins broadly and nods enthusiastically.

She sighs looking at Mr Douglas wishing that he would model for them.

"For example, for some people a sensitive area is the back of the neck," he explains pointing at the model. "Licking and caressing arouse this region."

Julie stares at the back of his neck.

She loves the way the closely cut hair trails down it and imagines what his neck looks like under his collar. She concentrates hard trying to imagine it.

Suddenly, it's as if she can see what his bare neck looks like totally exposed.

Julie gets an adrenaline rush imagining this.

He turns and continues talking, "Other erogenous zones are the nipples. These react to rubbing or sucking. Hot breaths."

Hearing him talk like this gets Julie warm and flustered. She concentrates again and stares hard at him.

She can imagine it perfectly, Mr Douglas standing shirtless in front of the class with his manly chest fully exposed.

His small perfectly-formed nipples look like they are begging to be rubbed and feel Julie's hot breath.

Julie is going wild with her imagination running away with her.

He continues on, "The thighs are also sensitive to touching, particularly the inner region."

Julie squeezes her eyes shut and concentrates hard picturing what he'd be like stripped of his trousers.

She opens her eyes again and it's worked! She can see him standing before them with his large masculine thighs exposed.

Julie's heart is racing, feeling very hot and bothered.

She shifts in her seat and adjusts her skirt, squeezing her thighs together as she feels herself growing very excited. Feeling very daring, she wonders how far she can take this.

Julie is amazed how much a little imagination can spice up what was up until now just another boring class. She is trembling with excitement picturing her handsome teacher in nothing but his pants and wonders if she dares to go even further...

Mr Douglas is explaining how different areas of the body can respond sexually to certain kinds of touching.

Julie imagines how his body must be slim and muscular. Since he rides a motorcycle she also thinks he must be a bit of a bad boy and probably has sexy tattoos on his body.

"Then, of course, there are the genitals," he goes on to explain.

"The penis is one of the most sensitive regions of the male body. The head of the penis even more so."

Hearing this, Julie focuses hard on him, her imagination going wild with the thought of what Mr Douglas' penis must look like.

She concentrates and squeezes her eyes shut with her body heating up in excitement.

She slowly opens her eyes and sees Mr Douglas stripped entirely except for his shoes and socks!

She stares in amazement at his smooth manly body and the way his genitals hang so enticingly.

Her breath quickens as she imagines the full shape of his penis and how his weighty full balls dangle behind it.

Julie becomes so aroused she doesn't even realize she sighs very audibly.

All the other students look at her wondering what's wrong. Julie self consciously freezes in her chair.

"Julie? Did you have something to add?" Mr Douglas asks.

"Oh erm..." she hesitates while everyone stares in curiosity.

"I didn't know that about the thighs," she says quickly.

Some of the other girls giggle wondering what's the matter with her.

"Mr Douglas, what if erogenous zones are put together?"

"You know, from two different people."

While still imagining him fully naked, Julie is startled to see Mr Douglas striding right up to her.

She pictures his full masculine genitals swinging as he steps towards her.

She is bursting with excitement, but all the other students simply watch with curiosity since Julie is the only one picturing him fully naked.

"Well done," he says. "That is in fact the next step."

"There is a diagram of this in your text book."

Julie is feverishly excited as he reaches around to open her text book to the right section. His masculine scent fills her nostrils enhancing her fantasy of what it would be like if he were standing over her fully naked.

She's in awe imagining his broad muscular chest and the pointed tips of his pink nipples.

Her eyes scan down picturing how his firm bare torso must look.

Malcolm sits in the corner feeling very bored, entirely unaware of Julie's sexual fantasy.

The other girls flip through there books trying to find what they are talking about, wondering themselves what it would actually look like if two erogenous zones were put together.

Julie is thrilled fantasizing about what it would be like to have her confident sexy teacher right next to her face fully naked.

She stares at his crotch picturing his penis and balls just inches from her face!

Her heart thunders in excitement, pulse racing, and breath catching in her throat with the strongest sexual fantasy she's ever had. His genitals are so very close she can see every detail and almost touch them!

Mr Douglas continues patiently flipping through Julie's textbook to show her the section related to her comment - while she stares at his crotch at eyelevel, imagining his handsome cock and full balls dangling right next to her face!

Julie feels her body heat rising and fans herself with her notebook while staring intently at Mr Douglas' groin imagining his hefty genitals dangling out in the open.

The other girls stare nonchalantly at Mr Douglas entirely unaware of Julie's intense heated fantasy.

She cranes her head back picturing his perfect smooth arse.

She can't take her eyes away imagining every detail, the full curve and heft of it.

Mr Douglas skims through the pages uncomfortably aware of the girl staring starry eyed at his body. He wonders if she's attracted to him.

She imagines how warm and muscular his body must feel and works hard to stop herself from reaching out to handle him.

Julie is practically drooling staring at the length of his cock and the shape of his tender pink head.

Mr Douglas grows a little flustered with the girl's obvious attention to his body being so physically close to her. He loses his place in the book and must flip through again.

There's a sexual tension in the air as he stands so near to her, his crotch brushing lightly against her sleeve. All the other students look on curiously.

Julie is mesmerized, utterly entranced by the full natural form of this masculine teacher right next to her

He clears his throat when he comes upon the right page, "Ah, here we are."

The students flip through their pages curious about this idea of rubbing two erogenous zones together.

"Everyone turn to page 94 to see what Julie has mentioned."

Maggie keeps turning her pages back and forth looking at the pictures.

Mr Douglas comes over to help her find the right page.

He approaches her fully naked though everyone else is entirely unaware as this is Julie's intense fantasy.

She's aware of him speaking to Maggie, but can't hear a word he says she's so entranced by his manly body.

The way she imagines his cock and balls swinging slightly from side to side as he moves is causing her to grow very warm with excitement.

Just imagining him naked in this plain classroom in broad daylight is a thrill for Julie.

She could just stare at his naked body for hours the thrill is so great.

He walks from student to student checking they are on the right page.

Julie is getting so flustered she can't control herself. She's never had such a vivid fantasy in her life that has given her such an erotic charge.

Mr Douglas seems so natural like this and it feels so completely right!

He strides between them guiding them onto the right page with such manly confidence.

She imagines his upper body is deeply tanned from riding his motorbike without his shirt on, but his lower body is still pale in a way that highlights his nudity all the more.

Everyone reads along, but Julie can't take her eyes away.

She considers his strong manly legs thinking how they are like thick tree trunks.

She studies the way his muscular buttocks pump up and down as he walks between the rows of desks.

In Julie's mind his perfectly formed genitals are hanging out for everyone to examine and study as a real life model.

In a frenzy of desire, Julie feels herself growing very warm and wet between her legs.

Satisfied all the students are following along, Mr Douglas takes his place back at the head of the classroom.

Julie is stunned with excitement imagining the sheer perfection of the naked male form of her teacher fully exposed in broad daylight in front of everyone. She's nearly breathless wondering how far she dares to take this amazing fantasy.

As Julie continues to watch Mr Douglas walk up and down the aisles with his body fully on show, it occurs to her how much hotter this is than if she were to spy on him naked and alone. Somehow watching him walk naked through the class in full daylight with all her friends around her watching too makes the fantasy so much more intensely exciting.

Julie studies his pert arse as he stands in front of her pointing to the correct section in another student's textbook.

Her secret fantasy is all the more arousing given that no one knows she's having it and that she's the only one who can see their manly teacher completely exposed.

Her heart thunders excitedly picturing him walking back to the front of the class with his cock hanging freely in the open.

"Now, erogenous zones are stimulated by bodily contact," he says.

"Particularly when placed together as when a man and wife make love."

The students nod and contemplate this new information.

Grace is still buzzing with the thrill of what they did to the caretaker earlier and remembers slapping and spanking him.

"Wouldn't it be fun to inflict pain on the erogenous zones?" she queries aloud.

Mr Douglas is taken aback by the suggestion.

"Fun for who?" he asks aloud.

At that moment the bell rings and everyone except for Julie instantly begins shutting their notebooks eager to get away.

They chatter and are halfway out the door when Mr Douglas calls them to wait.

"Don't rush off," he urges them and they reluctantly sit back down.

"I need volunteers for tonight's vigil."

"We are going to watch out for burglars overnight until proper security guards are employed," he explains.

None of the students are keen to give up their free time to help out the school.

"Come now. Volunteers please!"

Malcolm usually sits at the back of the class as inconspicuously as possible and doesn't say anything unless Mr Douglas calls upon him, but he speaks up now.

"I will, sir," he says raising his hand.

The girls are surprised by this. Malcolm is usually so reticent to participate in any extra-curricular activities. The prospect of being nearly alone with him at night is enticing.

"Thank you, Malcolm," he says noting down his name.

"Anyone else please?"

The girls grin broadly and look at each other conspiratorially.

"We will too!" they say together.

"Thank you, girls," he says adding their names to the list.

"Come along, I need two more volunteers."

Everyone else remains silent and hopes Mr Douglas doesn't pick on them.

Sophie is barely listening. She muses happily about how nasty they were to Mr McIntyre and wonders if anyone's discovered the naked fool left strung up in the corridor yet.

While recalling what she did to the caretaker, Grace contemplates Mr Douglas' face. She realizes he's rather handsome.

"In that case, Grace? Sophie? You will stay the night as part of your detention."

Sophie is appalled. This is totally unfair!

Grace was hoping they could go back and have more fun with Mr McIntyre.

The girls fume. Sophie turns over in her mind what she'd like to do to Mr Douglas, imagining his face twist in pain as she squeezes his nuts.

The girls are curious to see what it will be like spending time with Mr Douglas outside of normal school hours. Heâ€™s always so formal and professional in class, which is partly what makes fantasizing about him standing before them all fully naked so forbidden and exciting.

The bell has rung and it's time for the students to go. "Everyone read the chapter on the internal organs involved in sexual reproduction for tomorrow," Mr Douglas announces. "Class dismissed."

Sophie and Grace are fuming. They can't believe they have to spend all evening stuck in this place.

Everyone files out past Mr Douglas. Julie is still picturing him fully naked.

She lingers about, unable to take her eyes off from him.

"See you tonight sir," she mumbles...

She looks him up and down one last time wishing there was some way she could take a picture and savour his body

Mr Douglas can't fathom why these girls act so strangely at times. He shrugs his shoulders and makes an itinerary for tonight's vigil to watch out for burglars.

It's after school hours. St Dunstan's is shrouded in darkness and silence.

Mr Douglas is sat with the girls keeping watch to make sure no other equipment is stolen.

He's provided them all with snacks and magazines to keep them occupied for the long night ahead.

Sophie and Grace flip impatiently through their gossip magazines thinking about all the fun they could be having somewhere else.

"Thank you for your help girls," he says sincerely.

Julie and Maggie look at him amorously, glad to be spending some time with him outside the formal classroom hours.

"We have no leads in the burglary case yet," Mr Douglas continues.

Someone approaches the classroom and opens the door abruptly.

Everyone looks up in surprise having forgotten that Malcolm went out to check that there had been no disturbances.

Malcolm enters confidently still shining his torch around.

"I did a search of all the corridors," he says in a very macho way as if it's his duty to protect all these girls.

"There doesn't appear to be any activity."

"Very good, Malcolm," Mr Douglas says approvingly.

"In a half hour someone should go on another round."

No one is eager to volunteer to go out. Meanwhile, Julie is busy pondering the issues raised in class earlier in the day.

"About the erogenous zones..." she begins hesitantly and thinking back to Mr Douglas totally naked.

"What makes some more sensitive than others?"

"I know about them," Malcolm says confidently. He's eager to show off in front of all the girls.

"It has to do with nerve endings."

Julie stares at him. Malcolm has always been the sexy bad-ass slacker at the back of the class, following directly on from his rebel brother.

She shuts her eyes and tries to use the same trick of imagining him naked.

She opens her eyes expecting to see his smooth muscular body fully exposed.

But it doesn't work and he's still sitting there fully dressed.

Julie sighs and tries to concentrate harder on his body.

She looks at his loose jeans noticing a large bulge in the front.

She finds herself staring and unable to turn away.

It's a large bump. She wonders how it compares to Mr Douglas' penis, if it's thicker or longer or heavier.

Julie's pulse increases again and she feels that same tingling between her legs which she experienced earlier imagining Mr Douglas naked.

Malcolm glances up from his biker magazine noticing her staring.

Quickly, Julie looks back down at her magazine and sips her drink.

A half hour goes by with everyone thumbing through their magazines quietly.

"Time for another walk around," Mr Douglas announces.

"It'll be either me or Grace and Sophie."

"Let's flip a coin for it."

He pulls a coin out of his pocket and flips it. The girls hope they can stay here instead of traipsing all around the school in the dark. Then they can at least chat without Mr Douglas watching over them.

"Heads or tails girls?" he asks.

"Heads!" they say together.

He raises his hand up. It's come up tails.

"I'm off then," he says grabbing the torch. "Anyone want to accompany me?"

Julie and Maggie look at each other quickly smiling, their thoughts perfectly in sync.

"We will, sir," they say enthusiastically.

"Very good," Mr Douglas says opening the door for them.

"Hold the fort, troops," he says smiling hoping these students don't cause any trouble in his absence.

Grace and Sophie are glad that they'll temporarily be out from under his watchful eyes. The others leave.

Malcolm glances at the girls. He’s always found their rebellious nature and sassy looks sexy but a little scary.

The girls look back at him feeling a strange energy emanating off from the horny boy.

There's something he wants to ask badly, but feels nervous about it. His stomach is fluttering. "Erm… So what did you mean before about pain?"

The girls grin confidently knowing exactly what to do now with this curious rebellious teenage boy.

Grace and Sophie thought this evening was going to be completely wasted. But with cute rebel-boy Malcolm making cautious inquiries about applying pain to erogenous zones, the girls' imaginations have been fired up.

There's a heavy tension in the room following Malcolm's question. The girls grin knowingly and look him up and down in a way that makes him feel very self conscious.

"Like if you pinch a boy's bits. Or give 'em a slap," Grace says provocatively.

"Yeah, or step on them," Sophie adds excitedly.

The girls laugh wickedly.

Malcolm tries to fight off a blush rising to his cheeks and concentrates on his motorcycle magazine, intimidated by these intense sexually-experienced bad girls.

In a pitch-black classroom, a mysterious single beam of light wavers over the desks.

Mr Douglas flips a switch which causes the cheap fluorescent school lights to lazily flicker on. Julie steps close beside Mr Douglas smelling his aftershave and his naturally manly scent.

"Looks empty," Mr Douglas surmises. "Shall we check the next floor?"

The girls giggle and rush into the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Mr Douglas, I found it difficult to understand in class what areas of the body you meant exactly," Maggie says.

The girls glance at each other, both buzzing with excitement that they finally have the hunky teacher all to themselves.

"Yeah, did you consider doing a demonstration?" Julie asks.

Mr Douglas feels the hairs on the back of his neck raising up which is what usually happens in class when he senses that his students are up to something suspicious. "Hmm... that might have helped. How exactly do you mean?" he asks.

Maggie steps up to him, far closer than he knows is appropriate. "Like the neck," she asks. "Where is it sensitive?"

He obligingly loosens his tie and undoes the top button of his shirt, "Ah, well you see..."

"Here. This is the erogenous zone," he points it out to them. "Rubbing causes a sensual response."

Julie daringly reaches up and strokes the spot on the back of his neck.

"Like this?" She asks innocently.

Mr Douglas' body is immediately warm with sexual excitement and his heart races to feel these two sexy curious girls so near.

"You said nipples too, right?" Maggie asks.

Maggie strokes his nipples through his shirt while Julie continues rubbing the back of his neck. Like the textbook says, Mr Douglas instantly grows very very aroused.

Her soft fingers work in circular motions around them.

Mr Douglas tries with all his might to control himself and stop his cock from inching upward in his trousers.

He's so aroused he feels powerless to stop Maggie from undoing the buttons of his shirt to gain easier access.

He knows he should stop this, but his body springs to life feeling so warm and excited that he doesn't want it to stop.

He stares down at these girls chests, their prominent breasts swelling out under their tight jumpers.

As if reading his mind Julie suggests, "Now you do it to me!"

She reaches for his hands and places them on her soft pendulous breasts.

Mr Douglas feels a surge of excitement and can't stop himself from stroking these fleshy globes in circular motions.

He's nearly breathless concentrating on them, his body tingling all over in excitement.

His large gruff hands roughly stroke them and he can feel the girl growing heavily aroused.

"Now let's try rubbing them against each other," Julie demands softly.

Mr Douglas doesn't answer. His throat has gone completely dry and he's trembling. Maggie boldly removes his tie and the girl continues undoing his shirt.

He knows this is so wrong and that he should put a stop to this right now. In the startling quiet of the classroom in the middle of the night this feels so much more exciting.

He flushes feeling his chest fully revealed to the girls who eagerly examine it.

"Oh, you do have a tattoo," Julie says excitedly. She's thrilled to see her guess was correct. Mr Douglas is too much of a bad-arse biker not to have inked skin.

She moves closer, pressing her chest against his.

Mr Douglas feels an incredible heat as her body brushes against his, her tightly contained breasts rubbing against his own exposed pert nipples.

He's enraptured as the bright confident girl stares deep into his eyes as their bodies press together.

"Does the bottom respond to rubbing like the neck?" Maggie enquires.

Mr Douglas is overwhelmed and can barely speak as he answers, "Yes, certainly."

Maggie reaches around eagerly to grasp his fleshy arse.

He feels a shock of excitement as the girl grabs hold of his muscular cheeks.

Her hand slides up and down over the curve of his arse, gently stroking the crack.

"Your trousers are in the way." He can feel her hot breath against the naked flesh of his back. He's growing so powerfully aroused pressed between these two sexy precocious girls.

Maggie reaches around to undo his belt, but again Mr Douglas feels powerless to stop her though he knows this is going way too far.

She slides down his trousers.

Now Mr Douglas can feel his cock beneath the thin layer of his pants brushing up against Julie who is staring so deeply into his eyes. He's mad with excitement wondering how far these girls dare to take this.

Maggie slides up behind him feeling her tits rubbing against his firm backside.

He clenches his arse feeling a twitching excitement between his cheeks.

Maggie rubs frantically against him while Julie grinds into him, liking the feel of the bulge in his pants pressing between her legs.

"Oh it does work," Maggie comments. His senses are overwhelmed with these powerfully feminine girls rubbing against him, stimulating all his most sensitive parts.

"Skin on skin contact heightens sensitivity," he explains. This is better than any drug, better than flying down the road on his roaring motorcycle. He doesn't want to stop it now.

Doing this in the classroom in the middle of the night feels so forbidden and wicked. The girls laugh, entirely certain about what they are doing to him.

Maggie grabs his underwear and slides it down in one easy sweep. His body is swept by a wave of excitement now that he's been completely revealed.

Maggie admires his bare arse now fully exposed.

She grabs hold of it and kneads his cheeks, stroking down slowly and driving him wild with excitement.

The girls sandwich the naked man between them, greedily stroking and embracing his bare body. Mr Douglas is overcome and unable to stop them. They all dare themselves to take this experiment even further.

His heart is racing as he stands fully naked between the girls who rub themselves against him. Their warm bodies slide up and down his exposed skin causing shivers of pleasure to run throughout his whole body. He's incapable of resisting them.

Maggie rubs up and down Mr Douglas' smooth arse, her fingers trailing lightly near the crack causing the teacher previously unimaginable levels of excitement.

His cock and balls feel very sensitive hanging in the open air with the girls' warm bodies just inches from him.

Maggie feels the weight of his cheeks in her hands, curiously exploring a man's bum for the first time.

"I think I read there's an even more sensitive part of the bottom," Julie says.

The girls laugh excitedly and Mr Douglas is surprised how confidently they spin him around to continue exploring.

The girls are feverishly excited now and this has given them greater confidence than they normally have.

For Julie, this is a dream come true and she's not going to let this golden opportunity go by without doing exactly what she wants with the hunky naked teacher.

They make him bend over with his arse pointing out invitingly for them to enjoy.

Julie eagerly takes hold of his arse cheek while Maggie is more tentative of actually pulling his arse open. She doesn't know if she dares be this dirty.

Maggie follows Julie in parting his arse cheeks and the girls tentatively peek in between.

They spread his cheeks fully so they can clearly see the tender hole hidden there.

Mr Douglas feels a massive rush as the girls examine and explore his body. He can feel the intensity of their awakening desire as they take control of his body.

The girls glance at each other excitedly. Daring Julie wants to go even further as she has an intense desire to explore this sensitive erogenous zone.

She runs her finger down the crack feeling the soft, smooth surface of his hole.

The tip of her finger teases around his opening and she can feel his body tense up as waves of pleasure travel through him.

She's breathing rapidly in excitement as her finger traces around the surface of his hole watching how it twitches in response to her touch.

Mr Douglas arches his back obediently for the girls to touch and caress him as much as they like. Maggie is practically salivating she's so eager for a go.

She dares herself to actually touch his tight asshole.

His hole feels warm and slightly moist as her finger rubs over its surface, pressing in and penetrating him slightly.

He feels weak with excitement as the girls explore his arse. A woman has never done this to him and to have two sexually naïve girls discovering him is incredibly arousing.

"Stand up straight so we can see your front again," Julie demands.

As he straightens up she can see how his cock has grown and exclaims in surprise.

"I want to feel what it's like to have his penis against my erogenous zone," Maggie declares surprising both the teacher and Julie with her boldness.

Julie giggles excitedly, so aroused now that she can't contain herself.

Maggie turns around and hikes her skirt up. Mr Douglas feels his dick rising in response.

This is such a dangerous thing to do right here in the school classroom with these girls, but there is no way he's going to refuse them now he's so aroused.

Julie takes charge of his body directing him into place behind Maggie.

He stares down at Maggie, her pert young arse pointed straight up at him and he feels his balls churning in excitement.

Julie handles his cock placing it right on Maggie's arse which is directed at him.

Mr Douglas stares down at her entranced, aware that these girls are just using him for their own pleasure. He knows that he should be the figure of authority here taking charge, but the girls have so confidently taken control of him he's helpless to stop them.

Julie strokes his cock up and down as he rests against the round arse cheeks.

Her fingers slide around the head of his cock as his dick lengthens and hardens.

Maggie is deliriously excited with the forbidden pleasure of what they are doing.

But Julie continues to control his cock stroking it and rubbing it against the other girl.

Maggie pushes back against him causing Mr Douglas to go wild with excitement wanting to ram into the pretty girl and pound her hard.

She arches her back moaning softly in pleasure as she feels the masculine teacher's hard cock pressing against her.

Maggie looks proudly up at the sexy fully naked teacher standing over her with his hard cock sliding up and down her arse. She feels very excited and powerful being able to drive him into such a frenzy of excitement.

Julie's finger trails teasingly up and down the length of his shaft feeling how it throbs and burns in excitement.

Mr Douglas is in ecstasy with his naked body under direction from the eager girls. He feels like he could ejaculate at any second.

Julie continues stroking his cock with her soft fingers while Maggie presses her arse up against him.

Julie greedily controls his cock feeling how powerfully excited the big strong naked man is now that she's rendered him nude, exactly like she planned.

He stares down at the girl's tight white panties barely covering her round soft arse with his powerful hard cock straining against it.

Mr Douglas is in such a frenzy of sexual excitement that he's completely in the hands of these wilful girls now. He'd do absolutely anything they asked him to.

Dedicated school teacher Mr Douglas is in charge of an overnight vigil to protect St Dunstan's school from any more burglaries. To help him are 4 schoolgirl volunteers and 1 schoolboy. In the middle of the night Julie and Maggie have taken the opportunity to corner Mr Douglas in the geography class for an impromptu practical demonstration of 'erogenous zones'. Now read on...

Mr Douglas looks down into Maggie's face, conscious that his hard throbbing knob is rubbing against the thin piece of cotton separating him from the girl's delicious arse crack.

His penis twitches against her friend's delicate fingers as his aching nuts rub against Maggie's pert buttocks.

The teacher knows he should stop but the mischievous girls have him under their spell. Mr Douglas's heart pounds in his chest as he worries that any second now he will unleash a hot torrent of man spunk over his student's panties.

Julie's inquisitive hands relentlessly rub the man's aching cock around her friend's round arse.

How kind of Mr Douglas to give the girls a practical lesson in erogenous zones, even if it could cost him his job.

Meanwhile in the Biology lab Malcolm is re-reading the same page of his Motorbike magazine for the third time. Grace and Sophie have been loudly discussing how to punish and humiliate boys.

Try as he might he just can't concentrate in the presence of Sophie and Grace. They unnerve him so.

"...I reckon tying a boy up before you spank him would be even better!" Grace suggests in a loud voice.

Both minxes glance over at Malcolm who they know has been eavesdropping.

The lad feels their eyes on him but daren't look up and risk them seeing the fear written on his face.

"... Or using a long cane to beat his bare arse instead." Grace proffers as a way of increasing the girls' sadistic fun.

They flick their eyes over to Malcolm, unable to stop grinning from ear to ear.

If only the chair could swallow him up. Instead all the poor lad can do is steadfastly pretend he can't hear them.

"I know. What if you tied his penis and balls up with a dog leash and led him stark naked around the school? Would this increase the feeling of the erogenous zone?"

Everyone in the room imagines this scenario in their mind. Grace checks to see how Malcolm responds to this idea.

Involuntarily his legs clamp together tight shut. His eyes feverishly look for something on the page to stop him thinking about Grace and Sophie stripping and abusing him in front of his friends.

CRRRAAAAAAAAASH!!!!!!!!!!! The girls jump at the sound of some large object colliding with the ground somewhere outside the room.

"What was THAT?!" shouts Grace. Malcolm looks around to check how the girls are reacting.

He jumps up, eager to take charge of the situation and gestures to the girls to stay seated.

"Stay here. It might be dangerous." he warns them.

With that, he bolts to the door.

The girls watch the lad hightail it out the room. The boy seemingly struck by a feeling of bravery.

He seems happier to confront whatever caused the noise than remain 'safe' with Grace and Sophie!

At the same time, elsewhere in the school Julie and Maggie have made Mr Douglas clamber naked onto the desk.

Prostate naked on his fellow teacher's desk Mr Douglas is thoroughly enjoying the filthiness of what they are getting up to.

Maggie is deftly wanking his rampant hardon with her soft bare feet.

Up and down the entire length of his shaft the nymphet stimulates the male teacher's raging member with her soles.

To almost carelessly toss off the respected teacher's cock gives Maggie an immense feeling of power over the man.

She gazes at his engorged and sensitive erection and knows she will not let up until he is virtually begging her to allow him release.

And she knows just how to do it, raking her soft feminine arches right along his hard length up to his glans.

And down again, every relentless firm stroke bringing the trembling young man closer to the edge.

Maggie's friend Julie rests the man's befuddled head against her breasts as she strokes and teases his chest and nipples.

When she feels there is a danger of Mr Douglas exploding, she stops and holds the base between her feet. She can feel his energetic pulse through her feet.

Julie watches knowing with every passing second of sexual torment Mr Douglas is becoming their possession.

He almost breaks, ready to beg them to let him come. Imagine it, the admired teacher, totally naked and begging these two girl students for release. He resists the temptation.

But they are driving him insane. He just can't stop staring at and thinking about his rampant prick.

Resting his member on one foot Maggie skilfully drags her right foot up the length of it in order to rub his exposed bell-end.

In so doing she 'carelessly' exposes her panties to Mr Douglas.

The still innocent lass is astonished to see the response of her teacher's penis to this. The merest glimpse up her skirt brings out the veins in Mr Douglas's throbbing monster.

Hot waves of sex rush flood his loins. Quickly he looks away but the image of Maggie's adorable panty covered pussy lips persists in his minds eye.

The poor naked teacher tries to look away but knows that he is putting off the inevitable.

These 2 schoolgirls seem to know his mind and now his naked body more than he does. With every second his enormous engorged member is being tormented in a way he has never experienced before.

They own him and this night Mr Douglas, the naked teacher, will be ejaculating right there in the geography room with 2 of his pupils.

Placed in a compromising position and totally at the mercy of two of his students, Mr Douglas has no choice but to comply to their every whim. This certainly wasn't what he had in mind when he asked for volunteers for a night time vigil to deter burglars! But his role is to teach and if these enthusiastic young ladies want a practical demonstration of 'erogenous zones' then far be it for him to deny them.

Maggie studies the teacher's erect cock closely, enjoying the feel of its hardened girth between her delicate feet.

She loves the total power she has over this naked beast who has long been the object of her youthful lust. Now here he is completely naked and helpless.

She squeezes the shaft of his cock firmly between her feet, thrilled at the way it bulges slightly at the top.

Mr Douglas moans with pleasure; waves of sexual energy rushing through his body causing his foot to kick out involuntarily...

...sending the heavy globe crashing to the floor - the sound echoing round the empty corridors of St. Dunstan's like a gunshot.

Pleased with the result Maggie lets his cock flop back heavily onto his belly with an audible slap. At the same time affording Mr Douglas another clear look at her delicate white panties.

His breathing deepens as he gets ever closer to an orgasm. He knows it's so wrong what he's allowing these pretty girls to do to him - yet his willpower is all but gone. Still he fights, trying desperately to resist the urge to shoot his load.

Maggie grips his cock again and pulls it towards her as though reading his mind. She's not ready to let him cum just yet - the girls are enjoying the 'demonstration' far too much!

The sensations shooting through his body from his engorged cock nearly send the teacher over the edge. His arm flails out as he shifts his position.

Sending a pile of exercise books flying.

Maggie gives his cock another squeeze with her feet, loving the way his body responds to her touch.

His other arm shoots out of its own free will knocking the heavy textbooks to the floor making yet more noise, sounding even louder in the silent, empty school.

Maggie grins with pleasure. This is so much better than boring lessons spent looking at dull textbooks and listening to teachers drone on. All lessons should be like this!

Having honed her technique, Maggie gets down to business, gripping Mr Douglas' monster cock and rubbing her feet slowly down the shaft. It's so easy to control men she thinks to herself. Once you have their cock between your feet they're yours.

How quickly their roles have reversed: from being the authoritarian teacher Mr Douglas has become the submissive student being taught the pleasures of his own body by this wilful girl.

He knows he'd lose his job instantly if anyone ever found out. But as Julie strokes his chest delicately with her fingers and presses her clothed breasts into the back of his neck, all rationality leaves him.

Julie carefully lowers his head down onto the desk. The draw of his rock hard penis proving irresistible.

She carefully climbs onto the table, her school skirt brushing teasingly across his face as she straddles him. Meanwhile Maggie arches backwards drawing her legs up higher, pulling the teacher's cock hard.

Mr Douglas is in ecstasy as Julie gets into position. He can smell her delicate feminine scent and takes a long, deep breath of the intoxicating aroma.

Wanting to tease him further, she hoists up her short skirt to reveal her panty covered bottom.

Now effectively pinning him down Julie lingers over his cock taking it all in - from the shiny pink head down to the thick shaft. It's everything she imagined it would be and more.

Her arse only inches from his face drives Mr Douglas wild with lust. His warm breath on her behind has a similar effect on Julie who finds herself incredibly aroused.

She reaches down and grips his cock firmly, taking charge of his member from Maggie who's more than happy to let her have her turn.

Julie pumps the helpless teacher's cock, the feel of his thick member in her hands giving her a heightened sense of power over him.

He knows he should stop this right now before it goes too far. But his body has become the plaything of these two confident young women. All he can do is go along with them and hope that this extracurricular activity isn't discovered by anyone else.

Julie works herself up into a frenzy, wanking his cock furiously as the first beads of pre-cum start to leak out. She's determined to take him right to the edge and keep him there for as long as possible.

Julie and Maggie both smile, pleased with their work and sure they'll get maximum marks from the teacher.

Julie looks across at Maggie. It's time to make Mr Douglas do some work! The girls decide to get more comfortable and enjoy the final part of this very practical demonstration.

Feeling like a student about to take a difficult exam, Mr Douglas takes hold of his hardened penis and begins to wank. Julie and Maggie sit either side of him and watch sternly, judging his technique and ready to grade his effort.

He grips his cock firmly and works it faster and faster.

His fingers start to glisten with the pre-cum leaking from the end.

Maggie glances at Julie. Without speaking they share the same thought. Mr Douglas is going to have to work a lot harder than this if he wants to make the grade!

Mr Douglas continues to wank under the girls' imperious gazes. His hot cock pulsing in his grip, his balls aching and ready to release their load.

The anticipation is palpable - the girls holding their breath, sensing that the teacher they idolise is about to shoot his load for them.

They are all so focussed on Mr Douglas' cock that no-one hears the classroom door being opened.

Malcolm is sure the strange crashing noise they heard came from this room. But why are the lights all on?

He sees his Biology teacher furiously wanking his cock with Maggie and Julie sat either side, rapturous smiles on their faces. Mr Douglas' massive penis is slick with sweat and pre-cum.

Malcolm is totally shocked. This can't be happening! Yet he finds it impossible to look away, his eyes drawn to the engorged member and the pretty girls clearly in charge of the situation.

The orgasm hits Mr Douglas sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

A jet of hot thick spunk shoots from the end of his cock.

The girls are ecstatic - this is everything they ever wanted! Torrents of thick spunk run down Mr Douglas' cock and balls.

He squeezes the final drops of cum out of his dick, his hand covered in his own juice.

He lets out a sigh of relief, the release making him light-headed. Maggie and Julie are more than happy with the results of this particular exercise and mentally give Mr Douglas full marks.

Maggie grins naughtily. Both girls are fully aware that they've been very bad with their teacher. But the experience has taught them a lot and they're both eager to put their new found knowledge to use...

The girls can barely concentrate on the gossip columns in the magazines they flip through when thinking about the naked man they tied up and abused. They are extremely confident and encourage each other in their perverted fantasies about manipulating and using naked men. All they ever need is a captive male subject.

The glance at the latest fashion tips and news about popstars. They think about spanking that groundskeeper hard and how he howled in pain.

Grace replaces the groundskeeper in her mind with Malcolm. She thinks about what it'd be like to have her classmate over her knee with his big bare arse out for her to whack.

They shift in their seats, getting excited at this late hour thinking about the illicit humiliation they could deliver to this boy.

Suddenly, there's a rustling sound at the window.

"Did you hear that?" Grace says.

"What was it?"

"Quick, get the lights," Grace whispers frantically.

Sophie leaps out of her chair and goes for the lights. They suddenly remember that there's a burglar on the loose that they are keeping a watch out for.

Grace grabs the small but heavy biology model.

Quickly Sophie switches the lights off.

They are suddenly plunged into near-complete darkness. Both of them tensely wait and don't make a sound.

Grace creeps towards the window ready to defend herself. Her heart is racing in excitement.

A dark arm reaches in and noisily raises the blind to crawl in.

A stranger climbs in. Grace holds her breath in excitement and raises the statue high up in the air.

As soon as he's all the way in she wallops him in the head with it as hard as she can.

The figure grunts and collapses to the floor with a massive thud.

She stares down thrilled at what she's just done.

'I got him! I got him!' she thinks excitedly staring down at the body spread on the floor.

She drops the statue and climbs over the figure pinning him down.

Sophie rushes back to the switch and turns on the lights.

She looks quickly to see who it is that they've caught.

Grace firmly holds the black-clad figure down and stares at his face. He's rocking his head from side to side in a daze.

He tries to move and Grace pins him down hard making him groan in pain.

Grace sees that he has a crowbar in his hand and is aware that he's still dangerous.

He could try to overpower and hit them at any second.

Quickly, Sophie dashes in to stomp on his wrist.

He hollers in pain and drops the crowbar.

Grace throws the crowbar out of the way.

Now he's totally at their mercy! They stare down at him triumphantly.

Sophie grabs his cock and balls through his trousers.

She rubs her hand over them feeling how big they are.

Then she squeezes his nuts hard.

The burglar cries out in pain.

Sophie grins wickedly, her heart thundering in excitement twisting the genitals of a man they've captured all by themselves!

She twists her hand around to enclose his cock as well as his balls.

She squeezes the whole packages as hard as she can, twisting the helpless man's privates.

He moans and pleads for her to stop, but all he sees looking up is Grace's icy unforgiving face.

The girls giggle in excitement staring down at the man they've apprehended. He belongs to them!

He feels a wrenching pain in his gut as Sophie's nails dig into his tender balls.

"Get off! Stop it!" he pleads.

Ignoring him, Grace hunkers down flattening him against the floor.

Sophie stomps on his balls crushing them under her boot.

"It'll be worse if you don't do what you're told," Grace warns.

The burglar is dizzy with pain from the blow to the head and his balls being tortured. He has no idea what's going on or where these girls came from. He has no choice but to obey.

The girls are proud and thrilled to have captured the burglar. After their experimentation stripping and abusing the grounds keeper earlier in the day they are hungry and eager to use a total stranger, especially a criminal that needs to be interrogated and taught a lesson.

Grace pins him down refusing to allow her surprised captive to move a muscle.

The girls are intensely curious about who this strange man is and what he's doing in their school.

Grace is determined to find out and solve this mystery.

With her heart beating in excitement, she yanks his balaclava off.

The girls gasp discovering Kevin Prestwig, Malcolm's older brother!

"It's you!" Grace says in shock.

The girls know him well by his reputation, a sexy motorcyclist badboy. He graduated from St Dunstan's before the girls arrived. Everyone lusted after him.

"Get the fuck off me!" he threatens them as Grace is still pinning him to the floor.

"Trying to steal?" Sophie interrogates him.

"You got the projector and now you're coming back for the rest?" Sophie has him completely figured out.

"Stealing's wrong," Grace chastens him.

"Let me go!" Kevin insists desperately.

"Let you go?" Sophie says. "Maybe. On one condition."

The girls have seen an opportunity and they aren't going to waste it. They don't give a fig about stealing. They are just happy to have an excuse to use this fucker. "You have to do whatever we want first," Grace insists.

Deeply suspicious, Keven cautiously asks, "Like?"

"Stand up and stay still," Grace demands.

Sophie holds her rod ready to thrash him should he not do exactly what they've ordered.

Grace eases slowly off him, but continues to stare into his eyes silently warning him that he doesn't want to mess with them.

Breathless Kevin stares up at these towering powerful girls trying to assess what he can do and how he can get out of this. For now, it seems best to follow their orders.

He gets up, his body and balls still aching from the girls grabbing him and violently pinning him to the floor.

He stands cautiously looking from one girl to the other. He's angry that two girls could have caught him so easily.

Quickly Grace whips off his gloves.

Kevin is so startled he stands in place, wondering what they are up to.

He considers bolting from the room, but with Sophie standing at the ready he doesn't dare move.

He's completely shocked when the girls swiftly and efficiently strip his jacket off. It's like they have something pre-planned for him, but he has no idea what it is.

Before he can say anything, his shirt is violently yanked off from him and Sophie goes for his trousers prying them open.

His blood is racing as he realizes these girls are stripping him completely!

The girls yank off his trousers nearly making the surprised man topple over.

The girls stare intently at the large bulge in his pants.

The girls glance quickly at each other. Kevin is deeply embarrassed and seething with rage standing here in his pants before these girls.

"We've got you Kevin Prestwig! Don't you dare mess with us," Grace says severely.

Grace grabs something from the desk. With a glance at the blackboard, Kevin wonders exactly what's been going on in this classroom.

He nearly jumps back when Grace comes up close to him brandishing a pair of scissors. "I said, don't move!" Grace insists.

His heartbeat quickens as she starts snipping at his pants. Sophie wraps her arms around him holding him very still, her warm feminine body pressed against his bare skin.

He realizes that she intends to cut them all the way off leaving him naked!

Helplessly he watches as his pants are turned into nothing but a scrap of cloth.

The girls grin approvingly as his pants fall open and his genitals tumble out into view.

Mortified and enraged, Kevin struggles to cover himself, but Sophie holds him firmly in place expertly keeping his arms pinned back.

Grace finishes the job making sure his pants are nothing but rags.

The girls now have a clear unobstructed view of the cock and balls of this bad boy that so many of the girls of St Dunstan's have lusted over.

Grace feels him up enjoying his taut young tattooed flesh and looks him over possessively.

He's always been the rebellious type that can pick up girls and toss them aside. It's terrifying for him to be the one completely in their hands for the first time.

Grace seizes hold of his nipples and violently tweaks them.

Kevin howls in pain and falls back, held up only by Sophie's firm hold on him.

While he's still reeling in pain, Grace reaches back to grab his arse.

She painfully squeezes his butt cheek hard making the badboy wince and struggle in place.

He's shocked at the intensity of pain these girls can cause him so effortlessly.

"Now stand perfectly still," Grace says while Sophie eagerly holds him in place. Now they are really going to teach him a lesson.

Grace swings her graceful leg up and kicks him directly in the balls.

A painful sensation explodes within him and he hollers in shock.

Sophie whoops with delight as the boy clutches his genitals and slumps down reeling in pain.

He crumples to the floor rocking back and forth. Though he's wincing so his eyes are almost completely shut, he can just make out Grace's beautiful grinning face above him and hear them giggling excitedly.

Kevin shuts his eyes letting the most agonizing pain of his life wash over him. He’s always been a tough guy ready for a fight, but these girls have disarmed him so swiftly he has no idea what to do now or how he’ll escape.

Sophie and Grace are proud that they've been able to disarm and capture the legendary bad boy of St Dunstan's. He's notorious for getting into rough fights and riding triumphantly away on his motorcycle. Now he's spread out before the girls stark naked and totally vulnerable to whatever their perverted minds desire.

Kevin clutches his throbbing balls while groaning in pain. He winces staring up at the girls smiling wickedly down at him, their faces showing no sympathy.

"We said stand still!" Sophie says firmly.

He rolls on his side deeply embarrassed and unable to believe he's been knocked down by two girls.

He cowers beneath Grace, too proud to ask them to stop, but frightened of the further punishment they might inflict upon him.

Stunned and in pain, Kevin is dragged to his feet by the demanding girls.

He's amazed by the strength of the girls who are full of confidence and dealing with him as swiftly as a prisoner.

"Up!" Sophie demands as he continues to bend over clutching his swollen testicles.

Grace stares him straight in the eyes and Kevin meets her gaze determined not to let some girl stare him down.

But Grace circles around him so menacingly that he nearly stumbles backwards in fear. He's constantly aware that he's stark naked with her being dressed in her tight sexy uniform.

With swift power, Grace delivers a tremendous blow to his face.

SMACK!!!

Kevin clutches his face and aching balls, crying out in pain.

He's utterly humiliated covering his face which is burning hot.

While he clutches his smarting cheek and trying to stop himself from bursting into tears, Grace lands another swift blow to his cock and balls.

He hollers out in surprise and before he can turn away or shield himself she kicks him again.

Kevin crumples forward angrily and in immense pain. He can hear Sophie's howling laughter ringing in his ear.

The pain is searing and intense. He's fiercely embarrassed about how stupid he must look to them.

Sophie excitedly takes a bulldog clip and attaches it to his nipple.

She squeezes his chest getting the nipple to rise up.

Then she clamps it down to cause the most acute pain possible to this sensitive spot.

He cries out too frightened to fight back for fear of what they might do to him if he doesn't obey.

She attaches another to his other nipple.

He cries out again, overcome by the piercing pain.

Kevin grunts angrily, not wanting to show pain and weakness before the girls but unable hide how excruciating this is.

Grace smiles and admires what Sophie has done. She's overwhelmed with the power they have over this supposed tough guy.

Kevin looks in horror wondering what the girl plans to do with the string.

Sophie threads it through the clip.

Now with the lightest tug, she's able to cause the proud boy searing pain. She tests it making him cry out.

Satisfied with the effect, Sophie attaches it to the other clip as well.

Grace pulls his arms back and ties them together with some rope.

Sophie gives some light pulls to the string and sees how the tattooed man squirms and writhes in pain.

The girls thrill at the way he writhes in agony between them. They stare down at his naked body as he struggles not to shout.

Sophie is nearly breathless with excitement wanting to take things even further.

His tender balls are still throbbing from the vicious kicking Grace gave him.

Sophie pinches his wrinkly scrotum and attaches a clip to it.

His body jolts in surprise as he's terrified to receive any more pain to this sensitive spot. Grace watches laughing wickedly.

Sophie enjoys pinching the loose bit of foreskin and clipping it back making sure his glans is completely exposed.

Kevin grunts and throws his head back in anger while the girls crack up with laughter. He's used to being revered, but these girls are making him feel like a fool.

Admiring how tightly the clip pinches his balls, Sophie thinks it could use some more adornments.

She tugs it seeing how he reacts to her manipulating his genitals.

She excitedly snaps more clips to the side of his balls.

He’s consumed with the piercing stinging pain to his genitals.

The girls look at each other laughing. Grace tugs him backwards so they can admire how they've successfully bound all his erogenous zones.

Sophie checks that the clips are on firmly and won't slide off.

Kevin grovels between them begging to be released. He can't take the pain and humiliation anymore.

The girls take time to examine his genitals and flick the clips with lustful sadistic glee.

Grace lightly pulls on the rope and the angry lad immediately reacts, struggling in place and moaning.

Sophie gets an idea and takes a moment to light up. She surveys their work with pleasure thinking how to continue to experiment on their captive bad-arse further.

Kevin thought that stealing equipment from St Dunstan's would be a simple way to make some extra money. A few more visits to the school and he could easily have pulled in enough to upgrade his motorcycle. His simple plot to nick a few pieces of high-priced equipment has been abruptly halted now that he's met Grace and Sophie, the most ruthless bitches in the school.

Sophie takes a long drag on her cigarette while feeling an intense power over the naked lad. He squirms and cries with the sharp clips digging into his nipples and balls.

He's shocked when she blows in his face a deep lungful of smoke which stings his eyes and clouds his breathing.

He coughs and splutters temporarily blinded and gasping for breath.

Sophie taps her cigarette so flecks of grey ash flutter down to land on his exposed cock.

Kevin recoils seeing his proud dick being used as nothing more than an ashtray.

His temples are pounding and his face flares red in rage and embarrassment from the humiliation. He wishes he never bothered to try to steal from the school, but now there's no way out of this trap!

Sophie blows smoke in his face again and he's overwhelmed by the incredibly intimate way she's forcing him to breath in the smoke she's exhaling.

"On your hands and knees!" Grace orders with a tug of the string clamped to his nipples.

Kevin begins to squat down, but he women help him along roughly pushing him to the floor.

Within seconds he's bent over with his arse pointed up in the air. This makes an ideal seat for Sophie to rest on.

Grace prizes his mouth open while Sophie bends down over his face.

He can tell what's coming and he fights as hard as he can shouting "No! No!" as he feels her cigarette coming slowly towards his gaping resistant mouth.

With his eyes pinched open only a tiny amount he sees Sophie grinning down at him wickedly enjoying the tension.

She gracefully ashes her cigarette directly into his mouth while the disgusted boy tries to turn his face away.

Grace holds him firmly still while the grey flakes coat his tongue and drop to the back of his throat.

Kevin coughs and retches as the sickening cigarette ash coats his tongue.

Sophie leans back resting her full weight on the naked young man who is visibly struggling to hold her up and not collapse.

Finished with her cigarette, Sophie glances down at his bare hairy rump.

Kevin can hear Grace laughing menacingly and wonders frantically what's happening.

Sophie stubs her cigarette out directly on his arse.

Kevin suddenly feels a sharp hot sting on his arse cheek which makes his body jolt in surprise.

She smears the cigarette over his arse leaving a black trail of ash.

Kevin moans and wriggles uncomfortably beneath her while he feels the hot pain in his arse as if he were being branded like cattle.

Sophie stands next to him and he sees the deep black of her boots as she towers over him looking a hundred metres tall.

Grace stands on the other side of his head and he feels very small, dwarfed between these powerful girls with his face rubbing against the filthy schoolroom floor.

"Service my shoes," Sophie says firmly.

His lips are trembling in disgust at the thought of demeaning himself so thoroughly. "Lick them," Grace commands above him.

Kevin pushes his tongue out to lick at the edge of her boot with the tip.

He feels like retching as his tongue slides from one girl's boot to another, each pressing into his face demanding that he serve them.

He can taste the dirt that's built up on her shoe throughout this long day and hears them laughing as they stare down at him.

"Use your whole tongue!" Grace demands.

She raises her boot and he makes himself lick along the length of her foot using his entire tongue.

The women circle around him threateningly and Kevin's conscious of their sharp-heeled boots moving so close to his exposed body.

Without warning, Sophie stomps down cruelly on his tender cock.

She presses the sole of her boot into his shaft flattening it against his body.

At the same time, Grace shoves her boot into his mouth making him lick it further.

He moans and struggles to roll away but the women pin him between them, Sophie attacking his genitals and Grace shoving her boot down his throat.

The girls switch positions and Grace kicks his fleshy balls making his body jolt in shock at the sudden sharp pain.

His body thrashes up and down like a live wire as he moans loudly in response.

Grace hones in on his genitals feeling a sudden sadistic urge to attack them brutally.

He groans in pain and rolls over trying to protect them, but Grace can still kick his fleshy sack between his legs.

Sophie holds him down while Grace continues attacking him mercilessly squashing the proud little fuck's balls flat.

Kevin thrashes in pain beneath them feeling weak and defenceless.

Now that Kevin is on his front, that big round arse of his provides too tempting a target for Grace.

While he's still rolling in pain from his balls being pummelled, Grace whacks his arse with a ruler.

He gasps while staring into Sophie's boot, the sharp smacks raining down on his arse with speedy power.

Kevin screams out while Grace thrashes him enjoying how his body flails up and down helplessly on the floor.

A tear runs down his face as he realizes how lowly and weak he really is compared to these girls.

Sophie continues to push his head down onto her boot forcing him to lick it while Grace smacks his arse.

Kevin has always considered himself to be tough, but he feels like he's been pushed to the limit of his pain and endurance. Yet these women refuse to let up taking him beyond all his limits.

Grace grins and stares down at him triumphantly, the big bad hard-ass of the school snivelling naked on the ground like a useless punk.

"Stand!" Grace demands authoritatively.

Kevin instantly obeys, awkwardly raising his throbbing body up.

He crouches miserably between them, thoroughly broken and humiliated. The girls stare down at him laughing.

At that second, they hear the door handled turning and everyone freezes.

The girls enter with Malcolm, but stop dead in their tracks when they discover what's inside.

Julie goes wide eyed at the sight of the dreamy Kevin Prestwig stark naked standing between the two girls.

Maggie lets out a surprised laugh and both girls give him a good look up and down. This mysterious biker that they were daydreaming about only this morning is now stark bollock naked before them!

Malcolm freezes in place seeing his brother pinned between the two girls who he's aware have very wicked appetites.

Just as the feisty girls make Kevin get up from grovelling at their feet like a dog, Julie, Maggie and Malcolm enter the room. They are gob-smacked to find the popular rebel of the school stark naked and pinned between the commanding Sophie and Grace.

Kevin lowers his eyes in shame at being caught by the group - standing here naked, exhausted and in pain after the humiliation the girls have heaped upon him.

The girls grin taking in the fully naked body of this bad boy that they've always fancied from afar, only catching glimpses of him as he roars away on his motorcycle. Malcolm seizes up in embarrassment seeing his brother like this.

"Malcolm. Your brother is the burglar!" Grace informs him.

"No!" Julie and Maggie chime in unison.

Malcolm bows his head realizing their whole plot has been blown.

The girls stare down Kevin expecting an explanation, but the criminal stubbornly looks down refusing to talk.

The girls have him entirely figured out. "That must be why Malcolm volunteered," Sophie realizes.

"They are in it together." The girls all stare accusingly at Malcolm.

"They didn't expect us to be here," Grace says, proud that they've uncovered the bad boys' entire plot.

Julie and Maggie can't believe Malcolm was in it all along when he's been here with them the whole time patrolling the corridors and supposedly keeping watch.

Malcolm evades their accusatory stares knowing that the girls can't prove a thing.

The girls are disgusted the men can't even fess up when they've been caught red handed.

Sophie grabs his balls making their captive boy yelp in pain and guilty shame.

"It's your fault we had to stay here all night," Sophie hisses gripping his balls with a clamp-like strength.

She twists and tugs his nuts hard.

Sophie and Grace are enraged that their evening plans were spoiled when they were made to volunteer and it's all because of these stupid boys.

Maggie and Julie are impressed with the commanding way the tough girls are handling this notoriously hard stud.

Giggling excitedly the pair walk up to this boy that they've fantasized about so much.

Maggie looks at her friend who nods egging her on to go for it and have a good feel.

They've always wondered if he had tattoos under that sexy leather jacket he wears while speeding up to St Dunstan's to pick up his brother.

They experimentally stroke his bare flesh with their fingertips getting an incredible rush that Kevin is actually here stark naked in front of them.

Maggie tweaks his nipple while Julie reaches down to stroke his weighty cock and balls.

Kevin cringes in shame having always been able to pick and choose whatever girl he wants. Now any schoolgirl can walk in and grope his naked body.

They giggle excitedly as their fingers trace the dark line of hair down his stomach leading to his cock.

They lift and drop his dick and testicles excitedly.

They're curious how his younger body differs from their teacher Mr Douglas whose naked body they've just been exploring.

His body is more youthful and tender compared to Mr Douglas' more muscular manly frame.

Maggie lifts his penis up and pushes the foreskin all the way back so they can get a good look at the juicy head.

They stroke his balls imagining how they must be full of cum.

They grin, very aroused and knowing hundreds of girls in the school wish they could do this to Kevin Prestwig!

"He will do anything we tell him to," Grace tells them.

"Yes, if he wants us to let him off," Sophie says while Kevin shamefully turns his head away.

They are so curious about what his penis would look like when it's big and stiff like Mr Douglas'.

"What if we get him to wank for us?" Julie says looking right in Kevin's smug face.

"Julie!" Maggie says unable to believe she's actually got the nerve to order Kevin Prestwig, the hardest lad in St Dunstan's, to wank while they watch.

"What?" Julie says. She's not going to let this golden opportunity slip by.

"Yeah, Kevin," Maggie says daring to ask for what she too really wants to see. "Wank in front of us."

"Wank while we watch!" Sophie demands.

Kevin tries to contain his anger, ashamed he should have to perform like a slut for a bunch of girls.

Grace unties his hands while Maggie and Julie grope him once more to feel what Kevin's cock feels like when limp.

They can imagine those balls just bursting with his boycum and ready to be drained.

Sophie and Grace manoeuvre him into place so they can all have a good view of him.

He's burning with frustration that the girls are jostling him around and making him do this. It's made doubly worse that he has to do it in front of his own brother!

Malcolm is deeply embarrassed for his stark-naked brother and can't believe they are actually going to make him do it! He can't allow this to happen, but how to stop it?

Kevin is overwhelmed with the crushing humiliation of being used naked and abused by a group of girls. But it's made doubly worse that he's being made to perform like a slut in front of them and his own brother Malcolm who has always looked up to him.

With a trembling hand, Kevin takes hold of his dick feeling a jolt of shame shooting through his body as he's aware of all the girls examining him closely.

Julie climbs up above him wanting to stare down at this big hunk she's admired from afar, wrapping her arms around him and watching him tug on his todger.

"Make it big and hard," Kevin hears Julie whispering in his ear. Her warm breasts are pressed against his back and he's sharply aware of the demanding girls clustered around him.

His penis begins to lengthen and harden from the strong sexual smell of the girls surrounding him.

"You're not a bad-ass at all. Just a filthy whore," Sophie laughs in his face.

Grace gazes down at his tattooed body and remembers how he always hung out in the parking lot with his friends revving their motorcycles and smoking.

They laugh and stroke his naked body like he's now a possession of theirs.

Malcolm stares in disgust at his brother wanking at the girls' insistence.

He's always idolized Kevin wanting to be a hard masculine man like him. He can't believe he's bending to the will of a group of bitchy girls.

Kevin finds the sexy schoolgirls clustered around him overwhelming his senses, making him wank manically.

His heartbeat quickens staring down at his hard dick standing out rigidly before all the girls' eyes.

"You're nothing but a sleazy cunt," Sophie says.

Maggie is thrilled seeing this big bad boy talked down to and gets a feeling for what it's really like to control a man totally.

Julie sighs in satisfaction wrapping her arms around the stud and willing him to come for them.

He wanks faster and faster as his pulse quickens.

The girls gaze at him feeling very aroused and warm as his jerking reaches a feverish pitch.

They collectively sigh in excitement as a stream of cum shoots from his hard dick.

Losing all control he strokes himself uncontrollably splashing his cum all over the floor.

The girls exclaim in delight at the thick strands of jizz hanging from his dick.

"You filthy whore," Sophie says seeing streams of cum spilling from his cock.

Kevin feels her words consuming him totally, the truth sinking in as his orgasm continues.

His hand is splattered with cum and it spills from his dick in big pearly drops.

Kevin feels lightheaded and completely drained leaning against the strong-willed girls.

The girls laugh in excitement seeing the big puddle of spunk that's collected on the floor.

"Oh my god, you actually did it! You perv!" Sophie laughs.

Malcolm is absolutely disgusted. His big strong brother reduced to these girls' plaything.

"Lick it up like a puppy," Grace demands.

The girls roughly push him down.

The muscular stud cowers and kneels on the floor staring down at the splattering of cum.

Sophie flattens him on the floor, pressing his naked body into it.

Maggie feels empowered by Sophie and Grace's example and wants this filthy boy to grovel at her feet.

Sophie pins his body down so he has to painfully raise up his head and watch Maggie scoop up his spunk with the tip of her boot.

She holds it under his face and he reaches forward, his lips trembling and his face burning in shame.

He pokes his tongue out and laps the thick cum from the tip of her boot.

"Lick it all up," Sophie demands grinding her boot into his bare back.

The girls are in a frenzy of excitement forcing the naked man splayed on the floor to lap up his own cum. Malcolm is nearly sick at the sight.

Kevin feels the girls clustered around above him laughing at what a pathetic sight this big strong man has become, how totally and completely he's fallen from his position as the hard rebel.

The thick gooey cum coats his tongue making him nearly wretch. He spits it out in disgust.

"Stop it! That's disgusting," Malcolm pleads not able to stand watching his brother being demeaned any more.

The girls turn upon him, sneering and laughing at his feeble outburst.

"Oh? When Mr Douglas gets back we're going to take care of you."

"Conspirator."

"What? No please..." Malcolm pleads realizing with a sinking feeling in his stomach that he is just as guilty as his brother.

"Hmm... we won't turn you in..." Grace says. "But you have to model for biology tomorrow."

Malcolm tips forward feeling as if he's about to be sick. Just the thought of standing before the classroom naked with all those eyes scanning over his exposed body fills him with dread.

Once everyone is seated Julie gets up in front of the class beaming with pride and excitement. Everyone looks at her curiously wondering what she's up to. Only Malcolm who sits at the back of the class with his head down and his stomach fluttering with fear knows what she's going to say.

All the girls look at Julie wondering where Mr Douglas has gone. He never misses a class.

Malcolm doodles on his work book, tapping his foot nervously and wishing he were anywhere but here.

"Mr Douglas is... indisposed," Julie announces. "So I'm conducting the lesson."

Malcolm's throat is dry and his pulse is racing. He can't get the picture of his naked brother being humiliated in front of the girls out of his mind. It feels to him that nothing can be more degrading than this.

"Open your text books to page 120," she instructs.

The bewildered girls do as they are instructed wondering where Mr Douglas could be.

Time seems to wind down, ticking by at an excruciatingly slow rate as he realizes what Julie is setting him up for.

Julie waits for everyone to find the correct page in the text. She's relishing every moment of having total control of the class.

"The male sexual organs are a sensitive erogenous zone which is difficult to describe."

She glances at the board as if she's considering drawing a picture of a man's genitals. She recalls Mr Douglas' full cock perfectly.

"Perhaps a live model would help," she suggests innocently. "Any volunteers?"

Malcolm is painfully aware that he is the only male in the class. It makes it all the more awful knowing that all the girls are aware of this as well.

Sophie turns on him with an accusatory stare.

He's trembling with fear knowing what they all expect from him. He considers bolting out of the room and running for it.

But he knows that these sadistic girls will track him down and make his sexual punishment even worse if he does that.

Malcolm feels the indignity all the more deeply for being coerced into actively volunteering for these girls' perverted game.

He holds his trembling hand up.

"Ah, thank you Malcolm," Julie calls loudly.

"Please stand before the class and undress. Everyone else please come forward to observe."

The girls giggle in surprise seeing Malcolm come forward. Is Julie serious? Is Malcolm actually going to do this?

Malcolm trudges forward feeling all the girls' eyes focusing on him as he passes.

Everyone eagerly gets up and circles around him buzzing with excitement.

The girls stare at him expectantly. Malcolm Prestwig, the sexy tough guy of the school, stripping just for them!

He glances desperately at Julie hoping she'll back off and put a halt to this ridiculous joke. But she faces him commandingly and maintains complete control of the situation.

He pulls off his jacket and breaks out into a nervous sweat seeing how all the girls are grinning in anticipation.

Maggie was careful to get a seat right next to him so she'll have the best view.

Two girls glance at each other silently communicating, 'OMG! He's going to do it! He's going to strip!'

Sophie and Grace know that this is the way to entrap men. Find out one of their guilty secrets, blackmail them into doing something humiliating and then there's no going back. He's in the palm of their hands.

He can feel the girls' stares burrowing into him making him clumsy and awkward.

This macho boy finds it almost painful stripping off while they watch.

He's always believed that women are the ones who strip off and pleasure men, not the other way around.

He wonders frantically how the girls will judge him. Will they think his chest and arms are muscular enough?

Just undoing the few buttons on his shirt feels excruciatingly difficult.

He can feel the girls following his every movement, revelling in every inch of flesh that's revealed to them.

This is what Julie has always wanted: to be in complete command of the class and have the power to make the boys strip totally.

He can see Maggie's smug smiling face staring up at him as he removes his shirt.

The cool air of the classroom chills his bare chest as he pulls his shirt off.

Malcolm takes a deep breath, fumbling with his belt buckle. This is it! Here goes his hard-won reputation.

There is a terrifying silence as the girls watch him, brimming over with anticipation.

He nervously looks from one girl to another searching for a friendly face but all he sees are the jubilant grins on all their faces.

There's only the sound of the ticking school clock. Malcolm is aware of each second passing like an eternity.

He shimmies his trousers down awkwardly and climbs out of them.

The girls stare directly at his tight white pants, enraptured by the promising bulge there.

Malcolm looks around at the circle of girls unable to believe he's actually going to do this in front of them. Sophie and Grace continue to stare hard at him, letting him know that if he doesn't follow through there will be dire consequences.

He slides his pants down slowly.

The girls nearly gasp as his cock and balls spill into view.

They are thrilled seeing how his foreskin is so tight and wrinkled at the end.

The girls begin quietly giggling overwhelmed to have this bad boy posing before them naked.

Then their laughter erupts into hysterics.

Malcolm Prestwig stark naked in front of them. They are never ever going to forget this sight and can't wait to tell all the other girls in the school.

Julie maintains her composure, but is thoroughly delighted that the other girls are enjoying it so much. It makes her power over him feel all the more absolute.

Malcolm wants to crumple up and disappear. This is the single most humiliating thing he's ever experienced.

He doesn't know how he'll be able to face anyone in this school again. But even if he moved away to the furthest place possible he'll never be able to forget these girls' penetrating stares and their piercing laughter as they examine him buck naked.

Julie takes a moment so that they can all fully appreciate his naked body. She realizes that as the stand-in teacher she can take as long as she wants conducting this demonstration. In fact, she is in complete control. This is her ultimate fantasy finally come true!

Malcolm shields his cock and bows his head feeling them look up and down his naked body. He can't believe he's been bullied into stripping off completely and now he doesn't know how he's going to get out of this.

Julie notices the girls are having trouble seeing the new model properly.

She taps his hand and orders, "Show them your penis, Malcolm."

Malcolm obeys feeling his heart pounding frantically in his chest.

The girls all fully take in his bulbous cock and big fleecy bush.

Julie lifts up his cock, excited to be able to interact with the live model and bring even more attention to the boy's genitals.

"This part grows when his erogenous zones are stimulated."

She feels the warm silky shaft of his penis.

Malcolm feels an adrenaline rush and he blushes feeling her weigh his penis and talk about his dick in front of everyone.

"As you can see, plenty of room for growth here," Julie comments making the girls giggle.

All the girls are completely entranced memorizing every detail of the boy's body.

Julie aggressively directs Malcolm into the position she wants him in.

He's overcome with self consciousness again as he realizes the girls can all see his arse fully.

"Bend over," Julie instructs.

The girls all gasp as Julie gives his arse a firm quick smack.

"Spread your cheeks," Julie orders without the least bit of hesitation.

Malcolm feels sick to his stomach with embarrassment but reaches round and pulls his arse open as ordered.

The girls gape in astonishment staring at his exposed hole.

Malcolm is so ashamed! This is so disgustingly perverse and he'll never be able to live it down.

The girls are highly aroused as much by this boy's most private parts being exposed as by how he's being so firmly directed and handled.

"According to the book, the prostate is located up there," Julie says.

"Let's see what happens."

The girls gasp and whisper frantically amongst themselves. What's she going to do?

Julie coats her fingers in a lubricating gel.

Then she steps up to Malcolm and stares down at his arsehole admiring the display.

She peers between his cheeks trying to clearly see the entrance between the dark curly lines of hair.

She traces her finger down his warm crack and touches the tight hot spot there.

She's overcome with power having this boy naked and bent over before all the class with his arse as her plaything.

His arse is extremely tight and he trembles feeling her finger pushing into him.

She rams her finger in wanting to fuck him right here in front of everyone. Vigorously she pumps it in and out.

Malcolm gasps in surprise and terror at the new sensation as her finger slides in and out of his arse. "Oh… ah…" he moans.

The girls are fascinated and very turned on by the sight of bad boy Malcolm being penetrated. "No stop!" Malcolm suddenly objects strongly.

He stands up sharply unable to stop himself because he feels strange things happening in his body in reaction to what Julie just did.

He turns around with his heart pounding like mad and sees all the girls staring at him in shock.

Horrified, he realizes that she's caused him to grow a massive erection!

"Interesting reaction," Maggie comments staring at his prominent boner.

"Yes, looks like he can't help himself. The filthy pervert," Grace comments.

"Let's see him release that pent up fluid."

The girls gather around very close. Malcolm feels a jolt of fear. She can't mean what he thinks she means.

"Wank!" Julie orders authoritatively.

He takes hold of his hard cock, so powerfully aroused thinking what a shameful wicked thing he has to do right here in class with everyone watching.

The girls lean in and he can feel their warm sexy bodies so close to him, filled with curiosity and desire for his body.

"According to your text books boys have so called 'wet dreams' where they ejaculate in their sleep."

Malcolm knows this is true having woken up countless time with sticky sheets he's had to hide in shame. Now he's doing this most shameful disgusting thing right out in the open with all of them watching!

He pumps his dick faster and faster feeling himself lose all control.

"They dream about seeing girls," Maggie says knowingly. "Usually their classmates."

"Disgusting boy!" Malcolm is overcome with self consciousness like all these girls have pried into his deepest darkest fantasies and uncovered them.

"He is no doubt thinking of you all right now!"

Knowing what a filthy disgusting pig he is, Malcolm pumps his cock until he feels the hot cum rush up from his balls.

The girls exclaim in delight as they see the proud badboy shooting his spunk in front of them.

This is the most intense orgasm of his life knowing how low, dirty and perverted this is and how he'll forever be at these girls' mercy.

They laugh in delight watching the sticky semen drip into a puddle on the floor.

He squeezes it out of his cock feeling it coating his fingers and going everywhere.

He pumps his dick emptying his balls completely.

The girls laugh in amazement at the trail of cum sprayed over the floor.

"Great job, Julie. You should lead the class every day," Maggie says with a wicked grin.

Julie beams proudly while Malcolm hangs his head in utter shame. Her mind is buzzing with what she can do to take control of the boys from now on. Anything is possible!

A totally defeated Malcolm stares at the floor wishing the ground would open up and swallow him. Surrounded by his giggling female classmates he has learned the hard way that at St. Dunstans the girls always come out on top.

The next week. The girls who kept the overnight vigil have taken total control of the classroom. Men are now made to be live models for the girls to examine, study and experiment on to learn fully about the male body.

Mr Douglas struts fully naked between the rows of schoolgirls who watch him in amazement.

The girls giggle excitedly and he feels their eyes darting over every inch of his naked tattooed body.

They can barely believe what they are seeing, their handsome hunky teacher fully exposed in the daylight of the classroom.

They place their hands over his body ensuring that he’s not just a vision, but real warm muscular flesh.

They hungrily grope and stroke his bare skin, feeling his muscles and the shape of his tattooed arms while Mr Douglas has to simply stand there like some object.

Sophie leads the class pointing out the different parts of his penis.

Mr Douglas is made excruciatingly self conscious as Sophie points out the shape and sensitivity of his glans.

He covers his face in shame while the girls stare breathlessly at the fullness of his penis. Maggie suggests, “Let’s check him over to see if he’s at his peak fitness.”

The girls eagerly examine every inch of him.

They check his teeth and under his arms as if he were livestock they were considering purchasing.

Sophie and Grace squeeze his genitals hard and apply a great amount of pressure to his sensitive knob end.

They spin him around and examine the full fleshy curves of his arse.

Sophie and Grace glance at each other, eager to take the demonstration of their dominance over the studly teacher to the next level.

They attach a leash to him and lead him through the classroom like a dog.

Grace walks proudly between the girls displaying utter femininity and strength while leading her naked teacher behind her.

As he passes by each girl, Mr Douglas is piercingly aware of his cock swinging back and forth before their entranced eyes.

Sophie wants a go next and leads him by his leash.

She’s always fancied herself as a model and thinks this must be what it’s like to strut down the catwalk and what a fantastic accessory her naked teacher would make.

She grins proudly showing off her possession and is aware of him slinking shamefully behind her.

Next Sophie and Grace bring in the caretaker Mr McIntyre to provide a point of comparison for the class. She gestures at his large balls.

“Workmen often build up excessive reserves of semen after a hard day of labour,” Sophie explains.

“This makes him even more sensitive to stimulation here…”

“And here,” she says pointing to his nipples. Then she invites the girls come for a closer look.

“Not as long as Mr Douglas, is he?” the girls comment. “And his furry bush is so much lighter!”

“You see men come in all different shapes and sizes. Lowly labourers like this one needs to be milked regularly to keep him performing…”

“And we regularly administer disciplinary measures to keep him in check.”

The girls are fascinated and look the caretaker up and down, curious about what discipline she’s speaking of.

“As you can see, he has an arse that’s practically made for beating,” Grace says.

Grace demonstrates exactly how they keep the caretaker in check, yanking on his leash and practically choking him.

Mr McIntyre grabs the chain and the girls laugh seeing there is some fight in the lowly beast after all.

Sophie grabs a fistful of his hair and pulls his head back. “I think it’s time we took him for a walk.”

“Yes!” Grace agrees. “Get all that excessive energy out of him.”

“Take him outside? Like this?” the girls says in disbelief looking his naked body up and down.

Sophie and Grace march naked Mr McIntyre out into the grounds of St Dunstan’s.

Sophie whips his arse while Grace marches him proudly over the pavement.

He jumps and hurries along while she eagerly smacks his pumping arse cheeks.

The girls follow along giggling, astounded at the display right here in the open knowing everyone must be able to see from the windows.

Mr McIntyre winces and stumbles forward, his dick and balls jostling up and down much to the girls’ amusement.

Sophie wallops him hard while Grace drags him proudly along behind her.

The caretaker cries out in pain making the sadistic girls grow even more proud and confident leading their naked male captive along.

Sophie lays into him harder administering piercing stings to his exposed bottom.

He desperately rushes behind Grace and begs for mercy demonstrating the girls’ absolute dominance over him.

The girls watch in fascination learning techniques for training and dominating a naked man as Sophie and Grace boldly lead him around the grounds beating and dragging him along.

Sophie delivers such hard fierce strokes to his arse while maintaining her composure completely that the girls watching can only gasp in admiration.

She’s driven into such a frenzy of sexual excitement beating him harder and harder.

The intensity of the experience is only heightened by having a captive audience learning from her example.

Mr McIntyre whines and moans like a pathetic creature his naked body cowering and looking small next to the imposing figures of Sophie and Grace.

Grace smiles having him at the end of her leash, totally under her control as Sophie administers a continuous beating.

The girls are in hysterics bullying the captured caretaker who cowers naked between them. They’ll be able to do this every day from now on with Mr McIntyre passed between them like a pet.

Sophie and Grace decide to end their lesson with a demonstration of an advanced technique for training and dominating naked men.

Sophie races Mr Douglas over the grounds like a pony boy, tugging on his leash and whipping his behind.

There is a chorus of laughter around him as Mr Douglas prances naked between them.

The girls point and stare at his cock and balls flapping in the breeze, their once proud teacher reduced to a performing stallion.

The girls crowd around the naked teacher mocking him while Sophie sits proudly and triumphantly atop him.

Mr Douglas cringes in shame seeing nothing but a circle of grinning female faces all around him.

These girls who used to look up to him with respect now jeer and laugh at him as he’s treated like an animal spurred on by domineering Sophie.

The power-crazed girls have an even better idea, getting back their first live male model to race the two men against each other.

Mr Douglas and Malcolm are pitted against each other racing naked between the line of girls while Sophie and Grace whip them on.

The men see a blur of women laughing on either side of them as they race as fast as they can. They sweat fiercely with the women sitting comfortably on their shoulders whipping them on.

The girls’ screams and cheering are so loud that they can surely be heard over the entire campus of St Dunstan’s having completely taken control of the men.

Night At St. Dunstans