Girls are in control

Paul was in shock. Confused and in pain, only two sounds registered; the sound of the elevator doors closing, and the sound of two girls giggling.

Rachel emerged from the old housekeepers office across from the elevators. They used it as a playroom after school since it had a sofa, desk, a couple of over stuffed chairs, some stools, and a carpet.

Laura grabbed Paul under his arms while her younger sister helped to lift and drag him into the playroom. The older girl positioned herself behind Paul's head, sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa, and pulled Paul towards her, excited by the prospect of teaching her little sister the pleasure of inflicting boy-pain.

With his head on Laura's abdomen, Paul's neck was in her crotch and he could feel the girl's wetness through the thin fabric of her panties. Despite his suffering, Paul's penis started to grow again, as Laura locked her legs over Paul's arms immobilizing his upper body. Her little sister, dressed in a light-yellow strappy summer dress which barely covered the bottom of her butt, showed no hesitation at executing her part of the girls' plan. Rachel quickly stripped Paul from the waist down, and tossed his briefs to her older sister, who began meticulously rolling them into a cylinder, ready to use as a gag.

Paul's cock was pointing at the ceiling, while Rachel, too focused to take notice, placed a small step-stool right above Paul's knees, trapping his legs, sitting down to immobilize his lower limbs with the addition of her weight. The stool offered little elevation, as the girl shifted around for the best possible access to Paul's boy parts, leaving her in an immodest squatting position with her legs widely spread for balance on either side of the stool. From this vantage, Paul could clearly see her grey cotton panties, somewhat too large for her size, slightly riding up her left thigh, leaving a loose opening on the right, which partially exposed the pink of her outer labia.

Rachel, finally comfortable in her spot, focused her gaze between Paul's legs.
She has seen pictures of naked males and had discussions with her older sister about the function and vulnerability of various male parts in great detail, but the excitement of examining this region in person filled her with joyous wonder. Fascinated by Paul's swelling member, aiming upright despite his predicament, she tentatively took hold, feeling it throbbing in her small hand, and joggled it around smiling with amusement as it sprung back to original position after each release.

Paul had never been touched by a girl before. He inhaled involuntarily and was lost in the moment, studying the visible part of his classmate's vagina, who seemed equally focused on handling his most intimate area. This was nearly enough for him to orgasm.
Rachel moved her attention slightly lower and took hold of Paul's testicles, studiedly feeling the egg-shaped bits inside the repulsive, wrinkled scrotum.

The young girl looked up cunningly at Paul's terrified face, and then at her older sister for encouragement.

"Just like I told you,” said Laura, in a slow authoritative voice, like an instructor at school.