They do not take it at all

The class remained silent for a moment - a silence which seemed close to an eternity. Ms. Love, or as you apparently were supposed to refer to her in his universe --- Janice --- finally broke it.

"That... was a very nicely read homework, Nadi.... Cunt." She corrected herself at the last second. Nadine's luck was apparently returning, or maybe it was just starting, since the class was still in too much of a shock to object to the teacher's statement. Janice continued: "So I will mark you down with a C for that." Nadine seemed thankful, even though, in your eyes, that was not that good of a grade. The fact that the class was supposed to rate her, as Thomas wished, was apparently forgotten.

The lesson went on with other girls reading their homework. Most of recitals were humiliating but nothing stood out even half as much as Nadine's had. You did however note that no girl received anything better than a C for her homework, though no-one received anything worse either. That was until Linda got up to read hers. Her topic for the day: Why I only masturbate while being watched.

It was through Linda that you learned how a girl can 'not do her homework' despite the lie-detecting choker they all wore. She only wrote down one line -- so technically she had completed the assignment - and the choker had not registered her as being dishonest. With that said, simply writing: "I do so because I enjoy it the most." was not enough to be deemed satisfactory by Ms. Love. She gave Linda an "F" for the work.

When considering everything which had transpired this morning, you expected Linda to be stripped down, or have something nasty typed into her tablet, but instead the punishment which she did receive was rather surprising. Ms. Love announced that Linda would have to enact and make a living example of everything the remaining girls would read out in their homework for the rest of the class.

Lucky for Linda, there was only time left for one more girl to read her assignment. This final girl, who you did not recognize, was a brunette with a really decent uniform -- although her skirt was short enough to show off her panties. Taking into account what some of the other girls were wearing, this outfit really was daring to say the least.

"What I love about tonguing out girls assholes! By Sandra Foster. Wished for by Martin Hughes."

As the girl began reading her homework, Linda blushed hard while nervously dropping to her knees behind her.

Sandra continued:

"Every time I am with my girlfriends, I imagine how their assholes would taste. I lick my lips thinking about them. I often fantasize about dropping to my knees and pushing my face between their cheeks, Ahh..." she moaned as Linda did exactly that to her. The short skirt Sandra was wearing made it especially easy.

"I... I dream about pulling down their underwear... pause and think about pressing my tongue against their cleanly shaven pussies at fiiiiiirst, - oh god - slowly going up and prodding their buuuuuuuutts..." she was sensitive and aroused enough to moan her homework out more than reading it.

"I can hardly stop... myself from forcing my tongue in their holes... -- yes, just like that... even deeper... -- while fingering my own ass..."

As Linda obediently started to dive into Sandra's tightest opening, her hand very slowly went down to her own. You and some of your classmates watched as Sandra closed her eyes with clear ecstasy on her face -- she opened them again with a smirk before continuing with her 'homework'.

"I... I start to push my tongue in deeper... deeper... --- oh just like that... a bit more to the right... --- I lick over it... --- the pussy too, ahhh, fuck yes... --- I start to push my tongue in both of their holes... again... and again..."

It had reached the point where you were not completely sure what words were part of Sandra's assignment and which were directions for Linda. Sandra was now bending forward, spreading her legs open wide.

I use my hand to play with their clits... I rub them and suck on them too... I bring them to orgasm... I let them cum on my face and lick it all off them... Oh fuck yes, go deeper!" She reached behind her, pressing Linda's face deeply between her own legs with both hands while sighing heavily.

After half a minute or more of heavy breathing by both girls in the front, one still buried between the other's cheeks --- probably sucking on her clit or something else --- Sandra finished with her eyes open again.

"That is what I love about tonguing out girls assholes. Thank you for your time." She stepped forward, releasing Linda of her fate while pulling up her panties again.

You had a hard time concealing your boner, but after a quick look around, you realize that every guy in class has one, and no-one seems to mind or try to hide it. So you to decide to just go along with the crowd.

As both girls head back to their seats, Janice Love spoke up.

"Alright, everybody. The homework for next lesson is similar. All the girls write an essay about your own mother and how you would prefer to either **** her or be **** by her. If you don't have a mother, pretend its your father at issue. If you have neither, write about me in their place. And everyone: The assignment has to be signed by your parents. The headline for the assignment must be: "My secret sexual fantasy" That is all for today. Class is dismissed."

She said all of this in a dry and monotone manner. You honestly doubt the assignment was her idea. A quick glimpse at her desk proves you right. You see a paper, saying exactly what the next homework for the girls will be. You shrug and decide to make your way to the next class.

Though, where is the next class, and what will it be?