She chooses to go up the stairs

Renee's mind was weighing both options, she knew she had to expect further abuses and was expecting them, but not knowing what they might be left her feeling like she was holding her breath. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the hallway and saw that there was still time before the end of the class hour.

"Damn these two perverts, it's not easy to think while they play with my breasts and the tenant down there asks to be caressed. Damn me for not wearing a damn thong! Why did I do that? Now here I am..."

Alex, seeing that the seconds were passing and the redhead hadn't given them an answer yet, started to move Renee's left breast like a pendulum and began to mark the time: "Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock..."

The president let out a small moan, and realizing that if she hesitated any longer, it would be worse, she decided to choose the "relative" safety represented by the school walls, as the courtyard outside had too many variables she couldn't control. "Okay! Okay! I prefer the stairs."

"Oh, excellent then let's move from here."

Jake, still continuing to manipulate Renee's right breast, helped by his colleague, brought their prey in front of the stairs. Here, much to Renee's disappointment, they stopped playing with her breasts.

"Well, before we go up the stairs, we need to explain what we expect you to do without arguing..." Jake began in a condescending tone. "You are required to climb the stairs with your beautiful buttocks spread apart with your hands and remaining slightly bent. In short, what we want is to see your intimacy properly since we'll be behind you!"

Upon hearing this request, the redhead turned bright red, but she knew that her obedience would determine the fate of poor Maddy, so with **** in her heart and many curses in her head towards Tracy and these two tormentors, she turned her back to them and awkwardly positioned herself on the second step of the stairs. As she did so, a drop of her juices fell to the ground, and Alex, with a surprised tone, whistled, making the girl even more embarrassed.

Jack gave a light slap on her right buttock, more for the sound than to hurt their prey, and encouraged her: "Very good, now climb the first flight, we want to see you properly!"

She wanted to tell him off, but for Maddy's sake, she bit her tongue. Although she was burning with shame, she started walking, feeling like a duck in this position, but probably her tormentors were more interested in what she was exposing rather than how she was walking. Indeed, after just three steps, they began to compliment her and then move on to dirty comments by the fifth step.

<<Oh my God, what the hell is happening to me?>>

Renee couldn't understand what was happening to her body, but as soon as they started talking to her in a vulgar manner, making crude comments about her pussy or her asshole, her state of arousal went into a sort of short circuit: it seemed to feed itself in a circle that she didn't know where it would lead. The more she got excited, the more she got wet, and the wetter she got, the more they told her she was a slut and that she liked these things, the more they insulted her, the more she got excited and wet, until finally, at the landing, she arched her back, curled her toes, and released a jet of hot pee in front of them as she fell backward, but was promptly caught by the two boys. The jet was quite powerful and made a small puddle halfway between the landing and the last step.

Jake was stunned: "Baby, did you need to pee? If you had told us, we would have taken you to the bathroom."

Alex, surprised but still holding Renee: "How much did you pee! Good little piggy!" and he began to caress her lower abdomen to see if there was more.

The redhead was breathless, she didn't understand how she could have reached that point, she felt emptied out, but despite the relief, the tenant of the canoe that lived between her legs now demanded immediate attention, which she didn't feel like giving: it would only make the situation worse.

Put back on her feet and in tears for what had happened to her, her tormentors didn't give her time to despair too much:

"We have to leave unless you want to show off your artwork, little pee-er! Come on, get back in position and finish these stairs, but you'll have a penalty since you dirtied the stairs, that's not nice!"

"Right, Jake! Come on, president, the last flight and then we'll be at the second floor, a floor full of new things, right?"

Without saying a word, Renee took a few steps and reached the second staircase, where she got back into position and started climbing the stairs like a duck. Tracy would pay for everything with interest. But as soon as she took the first step, she felt a finger caressing her anus and another her vaginal lips. She jumped forward, stifling her squeal. She turned around with a fierce look, but then remembered she was being blackmailed. Jake didn't say anything but put his hand where he kept his cell phone, and Renee turned back around.

"You're perverts! If it weren't for my video and Maddie's..."

"Alex, do you think we're perverts? Who walks around naked with her pussy dirty with juices and pee, her breasts and hair dirty with sperm?"

"Not you and me, I guess, Jake..."

Jake smiled at his colleague, and together they resumed molesting their victim's private parts. The big problem for Renee was that her body, not her mind, knew very well that those touches, however rough and discontinuous, were exactly what her more instinctive counterpart desired: to be able to give herself relief, a relief that, however, didn't come.

In fact, the climb was finally over, and now the improbable trio was facing the corridor of the second floor. Fortunately, they had stopped stimulating her as soon as they reached the top, but it was impossible for them not to notice how wet she was and how she had tried to hold back her moans. This climb had been much more stressful than walking down the hallway with only her breasts being manipulated.

Renee was interrupted in her philosophical reflections by Alex's sarcastic voice: "Hey, little pee-er, where do you want to go now? Right or left in the corridor?"

Jake stood in front of Renee: "If you want to enjoy yourself here and want to masturbate in the middle of the corridor to relieve your pussy, we'll wait for you, you know."

She glared at them both, but she knew she had to give them an answer, and she knew she had no intention of going back to masturbating, even though she was soaking wet down there.