Spiked

Strangely, Rebecca didn't even protest the idea of getting pierced. She was totally caught up in the nasty game the gym teacher and principal were playing with her. She waited.

Miss Bullard lifted a pair of pliers from her bag. Without a word, she handed them to the principal. Rebecca quickly realized they were well practiced and that Miss Bullard actually controlled the principal.

Mr. Rogers clamped the pliers over one of Rebecca's bound nipples. He squeezed tight. Rebecca bit her lip; it hurt like hell. The girl didn't make a sound. Mr. Rogers pulled the tender, sensitive flesh. Rebecca watched her nipple extend out two and then three inches.

Miss Bullard, smiling right into Rebecca's face stood there with a long, thick, shiny spike. The end was needle-sharp. The woman drove the spike right through Rebecca's nipple.

Rebecca's body jumped with pain, but she remained silent.

Without a word, the pair repeated the piercing on Rebecca's other nipple.

Miss Bullard leaned close to Rebecca's face. "Not a cry." She stroked the girl's face gently. "Maybe you are worth keeping around..." Miss Bullard's fingers dropped down and slipped between Rebecca's legs. The woman began rubbing Rebecca's over-sized clit. "Can you stay silent for one more?"