She tries to escape.

Poppy sat on the toilet and thought back over her morning so far, stripped, spanked, **** to suck cock, get fucked by the head teacher, and getting urinated on. She needed to escape. She washed her face and body as well as she could to try and get the smell of piss off her, then exited the and walked the opposite way to that indicated by Maisy. the bell had gone whilst she'd been in the toilet and so the corridors were quiet. She found a door onto the back of the school, and it was unlocked. She was only wearing socks and shoes, but she just had to get out of this place. She walked quickly through a formal garden, over the grass rather than the gravel path, and just hoped that no-one was looking out the windows and watching her.

She tiptoed around a hedge and found her self in a square vegetable garden, there was a gate the other side of it and she could see open countryside beyond. She started sprinting, she'd just have to hope she found a helpful person or some clothes somewhere nearby. She was two thirds of the way across the square when she heard voices and the Head Teacher and a gardener emerged from a greenhouse near the gate. She skidded to a halt.

'Poppy! What are you doing out of the school building? Isn't Maisy giving you a tour? And why are you naked?'

Before she could answer, she heard footsteps behind her, and Maisy ran up. 'Sorry Sir, she gave me the slip after going to the toilet. I think she's trying to escape. She was rude to Mr Footlong and he pissed on her, and I did too, that's why she had to take off her other clothes.' Poppy didn't know what to do, she looked longfully at the gate and field beyond.

The Headteacher looked at her sternly. 'Trying to escape Poppy, is a very serious offence, and needs punishing immediately. Mr Aubergine, could you get the stocks ready please, on the lawn I think.' Poppy tried to run, but the Head Teacher and Maisy held her. Once again the Head produced cable ties and her hands were pinned behind her back, and she was led back towards the school building. Once there she could see various pupils and teachers peering out of the classroom windows, wondering what was going on. The gardener appeared after a couple of minutes with a set of wooden stocks and a stool. Poppy was made to kneel on the stool, which had a foam covering, and her hands were snipped free from the cable tie and, along with her head, were put through the holes in the stocks, before the upper wood slat trapped them. The Headteacher then locked the device, before adjusting it slightly for height, so that her ass was poking out just the right amount. She couldn't move, and she couldn't see what was happened behind her, all she could feel was fresh air on her pussy and ass. What was going to happen?

'Poppy, when a girl tries to escape, the punishment has to be serious. You are to remain here for the rest of the day, and any girl or member of staff is free to come and use you, in any way they see fit. You must learn that insubordination will not be tolerated. I will send a message to all staff and students that your holes are ready and waiting, so I'd expect some action from the start of the lunch period onwards.'

'You can't do this!' she cried, 'It's barbaric.'

'Your parents were well aware of our discipline procedures, and so were you, or didn't you read the small print?'

Poppy tried to wriggle free, but to no avail.

'Now Maisy, you have been most helpful this morning. In addition to the butt plug you requested this morning, why don't you go bottomless for the rest of the day as a reward for helping to capture our little escapee?'

'Oh, thank you Sir,' said Maisy, and unfastened her skirt, letting it drop to the floor.

'Why don't you moisten Poppy's ass, ready for the hammering its going to receive?'

'Thank you Sir,' said Maisy, and disappeared behind Poppy. She felt a tongue on her ass. Maisy licked and probed her ass hole, and indignant as she was, she felt her pussy getting wet. The Head teacher walked behind her as well, and she heard a zip. Maisy's tongue started rhythmically entering her sphincter and she realised the Head teacher must be fucking Maisy. After a while Maisy lost the ability to lick her ass, such was the pummeling she was receiving, so she simply thrust a finger up Poppy's ass instead. Poppy's attention had been diverted as Mr Aubergine the gardener had shoved his cock into her mouth. With her hands trapped in the stocks she was being facefucked and had no say whatsoever in how deep he went.

Mr Johnson had finished fucking Maisy, and they both reappeared to watch Mr Aubergine dump a heavy load of cum over Poppy's face. With no ability to wipe her face the cum dripped slowly onto the floor. And this was just the start. Poppy began to cry. 'I wouldn't cry yet young lady,' said Mr Johnson,' we're just the warm up act.'

Just how bad could it get?