Detention

Janice was sitting in her office doing her paperwork thinking of the things she had done on Friday and Saturday when Chantelle and Martha entered. Chantelle was dressed in a tight-fitting black dress that showed off her curves perfectly and Martha wore a slinky white mini-dress with matching high heels, both girls looked stunning. Janice felt an involuntary stirring in her loins at the sight of them. They approached her confidently, almost tauntingly. "Good morning, Dean Holden." Chantelle greeted her with a smile that sent shivers down Janice's spine. "We need to talk about our agreement." Martha chimed in, her voice carrying a hint of menace." Now, Janice, you know how much we enjoyed our little sessions last weekend. We're just hoping you don't forget your part of the agreement." Janice swallowed hard, her heart racing. "Of course not, ladies. What do you need me to do?" Chantelle smiled cruelly, her green eyes burning with intensity. "Just remember, Janice, we hold all the cards here. Don't ever think you can escape us." Martha stepped forward, her body close to Janice's. "Now, let's get down to business. Our deal was that you help us complete our assignments and give us good grades and on Saturdays serve as our maid" said Chantelle with a smirk on her face. Martha added, "And you must obey us without question." Janice swallowed nervously, nodding her head in agreement. The thought of serving these two powerful women sent a wave of fear through her, but she knew she had ****.

Chantelle continued, "Remember, we expect absolute loyalty from you. Failure to comply will result in severe consequences. As Janice tried to process the gravity of their demands, Chantelle turned her attention to Martha. Janice stood up in a show of defiance she said she could not do it. Chantelle raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. "Well, Janice you have ****" With that Martha pulled out her phone and showed Janice all the video evidence they had gathered with the cheerleaders. Then they showed her the bay video followed by her cleaning in a maid's uniform. "Today you will take the detention class and you submit to whatever the seniors want you to do" ordered Chantelle. Janice felt a surge of panic rising within her. Her throat went dry, and her palms began to sweat. How could she possibly navigate this dangerous territory without getting caught? But she knew she had ****. If she refused, they would release the incriminating videos to the whole school, ruining her reputation and career. So, with trembling fingers, she took out her keychain, unlocking the door to the forbidden room. Inside, she could hear the voices of the rowdy teenagers filling the space with laughter and energy. After school, Janice made her way to the detention room. When she entered she saw four girls sitting chatting. There was Aiko a student with Japanese bloodlines. There was Maria who was Mexican.

Geeta was an exchange student from India and finally Destiny an ebony beauty. All four of these girls had a reputation of being promiscuous in the school, their looks, personalities, and intelligence combined made them a **** to be reckoned with. The girls stopped talking when they noticed Janice enter the room. They looked at her with disdain, it was clear they didn't like her. Janice was trying to control her anxiety, it was obvious that she was scared. Janice cleared her throat to break the silence. "Good afternoon, ladies. I am Dean Holden, here to supervise today's detention session." She hoped her voice didn't betray her nervousness. The girls regarded her coolly, taking turns assessing her before responding. "So, you're the one responsible for making sure we behave," Aiko said, her tone slightly mocking. "We'll see how well you manage that," Maria chimed in, a mischievous gleam in her eye. Geeta merely shrugged, indifferent to Janice's presence. Destiny, however, took a more active role in the conversation. "So, Ms. Holden, tell us why you're really here," she asked with a coy smile. Janice hesitated briefly, wondering how much she should reveal. Finally, she decided to take a risk. "I'm here to do whatever you tell me to do. Aiko raised an eyebrow. "Really? You mean you're going to follow orders?" Aiko asked sceptically, a glimmer of curiosity in her eyes. Maria chimed in, raising an eyebrow. "So, are you willing to do anything we ask?" Janice swallowed nervously, trying to maintain her composure. "Yes, I will do anything you tell me to do."

She couldn't believe she was saying such things, but her resolve weakened as she realized the consequences of refusal. Destiny, having already formed an opinion of Janice, spoke next. "Very interesting, Ms. Holden. If you agree to do anything we ask, we might just have a deal." She smiled cryptically, her eyes glinting with curiosity. Janice frowned, uncertain about what Destiny meant. Could this be the beginning of a new twisted relationship? Or was it just a cruel joke? "What do you mean?" Janice ventured cautiously. Destiny leaned closer, her breath tickling Janice's ear. "You see, Ms. Holden, we've been watching you for some time now. We've seen how easily you're manipulated by certain people around here. And now we have an opportunity to do the same. " Janice felt a mixture of confusion and fear. "What do you mean?" she asked, struggling to contain her anxiety. "Think of us as your Mistresses for the afternoon," Destiny replied, her eyes glittering with excitement. Aiko chimed in, a playful glint in her eyes. "We'll give you tasks, and you must fulfil them without fail," Maria added, a mischievous smirk on her lips. "And if you do everything we ask, we won't report you to the administration." Janice felt her heart race, realizing the enormity of their proposal. She swallowed nervously, unsure whether to accept their offer or decline it. "W-what kind of tasks?" she managed to ask, her voice wavering. "Our first task for you is to come to our dorm tonight after curfew,"

Aiko answered casually, her eyes narrowing with curiosity. "You'll need to bring wine and cheese," Maria added a hint of amusement in her voice. "But most importantly, you must wear something very sexy underneath your clothes." Janice's heart raced with fear and excitement. She could feel the weight of their demand on her shoulders, pressing her deeper into this web of deceit. Taking a deep breath, Janice steeled herself for the challenges ahead. "Alright, you have a deal," she finally agreed, her voice shaky with nerves. "Thank you, Ms. Holden," Destiny replied with a smile, clearly pleased with Janice's acquiescence. "Now that we have an agreement, let's make this worthwhile for both parties." The atmosphere in the room shifted, becoming charged with expectation and curiosity. Janice couldn't help but feel uneasy as she wondered what exactly this partnership entailed. She could sense the underlying currents of dominance and submission in the room, weaving a delicate dance of power and deception. It seemed that these girls were not only interested in testing her limits but also exploiting her vulnerabilities. The afternoon passed in a blur, filled with the constant push and pull of Janice's conflicting desires. On one hand, she craved the freedom to live her life on her terms, away from the clutches of these manipulative students. On the other hand, the lure of maintaining her reputation and career was strong, leaving her torn between two extremes.

As the afternoon wore on, Janice found herself growing increasingly anxious, unable to shake off the feeling that she was walking a tightrope without a safety net. At the day's end, Janice bid farewell to the group, her heart heavy with the burden of secrecy and apprehension. Despite her misgivings, she had given her word and would not back down now. That night, Janice found herself standing outside the dormitory doors, nervously clutching the bottle of wine and cheese. She could hear the excited whispers of the girls inside, their anticipation palpable. Gathering her courage, she knocked on the door, feeling her heart race with anxiety. Aiko opened the door, her eyes running over Janice appraisingly. "Come in, Ms. Holden," she said, gesturing for Janice to enter. Once inside, Janice could feel the energy in the room thickening, almost tangible. The girls stood around in various states of undress, sipping wine and laughing amongst themselves. Janice set the wine and cheese on a nearby table, her hands trembling slightly. Aiko approached her, a sinister glint in her eyes. "Take off your clothes, Ms. Holden," she commanded, her voice cold and calculating. Janice hesitated, her heart racing. "Please, do as you're told," Destiny urged, her tone seductive and taunting. Janice's face flushed with embarrassment and arousal, but she slowly began to unbutton her blouse, exposing her pale, trembling flesh beneath.

The girls watched intently, their expressions ranging from amused to predatory. As Janice removed her skirt, revealing her legs encased in sheer stockings, the room fell silent. Everyone in the room seemed captivated by her movements, even as her nervousness grew. Janice reached behind her back, unhooking her bra. She let it fall to the floor, her chest now exposed to the hungry gazes of the girls. Her heart thudded wildly in her chest, her face red with shame and desire. Her nipples hardened, straining against the thin fabric of her underwear. She hesitated, then pulled them down, allowing the silky material to pool at her feet. The room fell silent again, each girl studying her with open fascination. Aiko spoke up first, her voice husky with desire. "Turn around, Ms. Holden." Janice's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks burning with humiliation and arousal. Slowly, she turned, giving the girls a full view of her bare backside. Their eyes roamed hungrily over her, admiring every curve and contour. Maria grinned, her eyes alight with mischief. "Bend over," she ordered, her voice commanding. Janice hesitated, her pulse quickening. However, she bent over, exposing her vulnerability as she lowered her head, her dark brown hair falling forward to partially cover her face. The girls watched intently, their gazes raking over her exposed body with a mix of desire and hunger. Aiko stepped forward, her expression cold and calculating. "Remove your panties, Ms. Holden," she commanded, her voice low and menacing.

Janice's heart thumped against her ribcage, her face burning with humiliation and arousal. She slowly reached down, her fingers trembling slightly as they brushed across her soft skin. She grasped the waistband of her panties, pulling them downward. The air was still and tense, as the girls observed her every move, their eyes betraying a mix of fascination and hunger. Janice stepped out of her panties, feeling exposed and **** in front of these women who held so much power over her. Martha's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, her lips parting slightly as she breathed heavily through her nose. Suddenly her ass was filled with pain as Destiny thrust a large butt plug into her. Geeta Smirked "You have been a pain in our asses now we are returning the favour bitch" Janice let out a cry of pain as she felt the large object being pushed further into her. "I don't know how you put up with this all the time", Geeta teased, her voice dripping with mock sympathy. "We're going to make sure you learn the value of obedience", Aiko snapped, her eyes blazing with determination. "From now on, you will always be available to us. You will serve us, no matter what it takes." Janice struggled to hold back tears, knowing she had lost control of her life completely. The girls continued to torment her throughout the evening, taking turns pushing her to perform sex acts. Their demands became more **** and invasive, leaving Janice reeling from shock and disbelief.

As the hours went by, Janice's resolve began to crumble, her self-confidence eroding under the relentless ****. Janice lost count of how many time's she sucked and licked the girl's pussies. They took markers and wrote derogatory words over her body like Whore, Slut, cum bucket and others" You are nothing but a piece of meat", Destiny sneered, her eyes blazing with fury. Janice's self-esteem hit rock bottom, as she struggled to process the devastating impact these experiences had on her psyche. With every moment that passed, her world spiralled further into chaos, leaving her questioning her sanity and self-worth. As the night dragged on, the girls subjected Janice to even more depraved and humiliating acts, pushing her to her breaking point. The once proud school dean found herself reduced to a whimpering shell of her former self, willing to do anything to appease these manipulative young women. She lay on the bed, exhausted yet unable to find solace, haunted by the events that transpired. In the midst of her despair, Janice was jolted awake by the sound of voices outside her door. The girls emerged from their rooms, chatting excitedly about their plans for the rest of the night. Janice knew she had to gather her strength and find a way to break free from their grip."Okay, Slut you can go home but do not remove the plug until you are at home. From now on you will wear the plug during the day as a reminder of tonight."

The girls laughed cruelly as Janice defeated and utterly humiliated, grabbed her clothes and hurriedly dressed. She stumbled out of the dorm, tears streaming down her face as she made her way back to her own home. The entire walk home, Janice replayed the events of the night in her mind, trying to comprehend the depths of her degradation. Once inside her own room, she collapsed onto her bed, the plug protruding from her anus a constant reminder of her subjugation.