Lauren Gets a Little Dizzy

Eventually their conversations turned towards her school and the things she enjoyed about it. She didn't say anything out of the ordinary, but Lauren couldn't help but catch when she mentioned a student here and there for causing trouble or for being a bright student, all of them were girls. There was one that she mentioned over and over, Clea Springer, a Mediterranean girl who had moved to Mable three years prior. There was almost a purr to her voice when she spoke about her, she mentioned that she even fell behind in her classes and was "in need of some harsh punishment". Apparently her mother, who was only 33 at the time stepped in to make sure she didn't receive all the punishment.

"Some children are in need of a good spanking every now and then. There are ways I think I COULD intervene, make everyone here better and more disciplined, but they probably wouldn't be looked highly on by my superiors. What Clea deserved, I gave to her mother. And she took it willingly."

Lauren listened closely more intently than usual, but it was mainly due to Marlene's voice lowering with each statement. Like someone was currently rotating the volume knob downwards.

"I invited her to my office, a parent-teacher kind of thing, and waited for her to settle in. From there we spoke about the move and how she was accepting the new environment, soon we came to the subject of Clea and Ms. Springer could only shake her head."

There was a gap in her vision and hearing, Lauren began to realize the situation, she'd been ****. It was hard to tell what had happened, did her daughter forget which one to give to Marlene. They'd done this nearly a hundred times and it had only happened once, a time where the authorities were almost called by a scared 20 year old. Kelly came at the right moment and knocked her out with a purple rag drenched in chloroform. It took a while for her mother to come back to, so she ended up playing around with the girl herself. By the two of them woke up, no one really understood what happened. This was a little different though, she felt groggy but Marlene never missed a beat, she just kept rambling and rambling. Most of the words and statements she made whizzed over her head, but she caught a few things before eventually passing out.

"I had kept a foot long custom made strap-on in my desk for the majority of the year, and here she was just shoving it down her throat like it was nothing."

"That's when her daughter came in and we both **** her to eat her mom's ass. She seemed to be a pro about it too. That's just what this town is like, the girls here are born to be sluts. And I've no doubt you have enjoyed your share yourself."

Marlene jumped out of her seat and hiked up her skirt to reveal the same black strap-on she had previously mentioned. Even though Lauren's vision had almost blackened she could still make out the neatly molded veins and the swelled up head. While it was a strap-on, clear to all, it was very real in its design, even matched the mocha flavor of her skin.

"Now, I'm gonna enjoy stuffing you with this."