Mr. McDonald's home

"My place."

Trisha was a little nervous walking to the car. This was a huge risk going into this pervy teacher's home in an obviously sexual situation. On the other hand, getting to play with Tanya was incredibly tempting, and this kind of opportunity didn't come along every day. Speaking of which...

"Hey Mr. M, you wouldn't mind of I used our little slut to relieve some tension on the way would you? Playing dress up got me all hot and bothered, and I really want to give little Tanya's tongue a workout."

Mr. McDonald didn't want to get pulled over with a couple of fornicating teenagers in his back seat, but his car had tented windows so as long as he drove carefully it shouldn't be an issue. "Of coarse."

As they all piled into the car, Trisha pulled Tanya into the back seat. She pulled Tanya down by her hair so she was facing up, and quickly stripped off her shorts and panties. Her pussy was already soaked from humiliating Tanya in the shop, so she immediately sat it directly on Tanya's face.

"Get me off bitch. Tongue only, and put your hands behind your head."

Tanya didn't have much choice in the matter, and despite herself found herself getting more and more turned on. She hated being humiliated and abused, but something told her that was her purpose, and no matter how much she wanted to fight it the **** was making her horny as fuck. She assumed the position and started working her tongue on Trisha's sopping cunt.

Not content to just let Tanya off easy, Trisha pulled up the slutty top as she pressed her vertical lips against Tanya's horizontal ones. She grabbed Tanya's ample tits, squeezing as hard as she could, causing the poor girl to moan and send pleasant vibrations through her snatch. Seeing this in the mirror, Mr. McDonald smiled.

"If you're going to do that, check the bag right beside you."

Trisha reached into the toy bag, and smiled. Tanya had a face full of ass, and couldn't see the breast press the sadistic teen pulled out of it's package. She quickly became worried as she felt cold metal on top and bottom of her boobs, and moaned in pain as she felt then squeeze down. Trisha was enjoying the site of Tanya's tits turning purple as she tightened the screws, causing them to pop out as blood tried to **** it's way into her restricted veins.

"Don't stop bitch. You know you love pain! You'll just never want to admit what a masochistic slut you are."

And so it was true.

Tanya was incredibly conflicted. She was hurt and humiliated, but she had never been more turned on in her life. She hated and loved it all at the same time. She didn't have much time to ponder her new found masochism though, as Trisha gave her poor engorged nipples a hard pinch, and pulled them straight up.

"Oh ya, cum slut! Cum while I pull on your tities and splash your face with my juice!"

Trisha's honey covered her face as her pussy started spasming. It was the hardest Tanya had cum in her life. The orgasm seemed to last for ages...and she hated every second of it.

Trisha rolled off Tanya's face. It has been a little hard to stay on in a moving car, but Mr. M was a surprisingly careful driver, especially with the distraction going on in the back.

"So," Trisha asked as she pulled her shorts back on, "are we there yet?"