She awakens in the Chamber of Horrors

As the powerful **** affects her, Alex collapses. Mr. Jones chuckles, "You found us a real prize this time!"

"Yes, we will enjoy this one a long time. No one knows she is here." Principal Skinner bent over and began lifting the **** girl. "Help me with her, now"

The two men, both rather powerful, easily lifted Alex and carried her behind the school's massive boilers. There Mr. Jones opened a secret passage, a long tunnel which led to a massive dungeon-like room. Once, ages ago, it had been the coal storage room for the boilers. After a conversion to natural gas, the room had been sealed off. Years ago, Mr. Jones had discovered the forgotten room and shared it with the principal. Over the years the two men had fashioned the old storage bunker into a private palace of horrors: their own personal playroom.

The bunker was windowless and, since it was deep under the school and built with four-foot thick stone walls, totally sound-proof. The men had built a series of benches, bed, beams, and holding devices around the large room.

Alex's wrists were locked into strong steel cuffs which were attached to lengths of rope. The men pulled the two lengths of rope through pulleys attached to over-head beams; Alex was pulled upright until her arms were stretched over her head and her toes just touch the hard, cold concrete floor.

Principal Skinner cupped Alex's ample breasts in his hands, "Oh, my friend, the fun we are going to have with this one!"

Mr. Jones moved in behind Alex and stroked her ass. "Remember, it's mine turn to play first."

Principal Skinner nodded; the men had been doing this for years and had a strong routine. "Shall we strip the bitch?"

Mr. Jones laughed, "No, we can have more fun with that when she wakes. It won't be long." He picked up a shiny, well-used, leather whip. "Yea, we'll have lots of fun with this one... and I know just what we are going to do first!"