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Sara looked at the freshly ravaged young girl and told her brusquely, “Get dressed.” Lynn did what she was told, dressing as fast as she could to prevent any further embarrassing pictures. She wondered if this was all that would be asked of her, but that was not to be.

Sara reached into one drawer of her desk and removed a couple of tubes of lip-gloss. The older woman knew that there was a ‘special’ taste to them but she wouldn’t enlighten Lynn – at least not yet. She held them out to Lynn and said, “I want you to give these to a couple of your friends from school, like that dark haired one that was here with you a few days ago. What was her name? Maddie, I think it was – yes? Make sure that she gets one tube. Then bring her by here tomorrow evening.”

Lynn got a cold feeling in the pit of her stomach as she asked slowly, “Why do you want me to bring Maddie here?”

Sara smiled a not so nice smile – not evil – but not nice, and replied softly, “Because my dear, if you don’t…. well, the Internet is a well traveled place. And who knows what a person from say…. Oh, your school could see if they went to the right site. Do we understand one another?”

Lynn managed to nod her head slowly as tears crept into her eyes as realization slammed into her. Sara noticed the look of sadness and dread on the sexy young teen face and said, “Oh, relax – it wasn’t that bad, was it? You seemed to enjoy getting fucked a few minutes ago by me; I mean you were squirming around having numerous orgasms from what I could tell.”

The older woman continued, “You can take the strap-on home with you and I want you to play with yourself with it while you fantasize about you and another woman. You can pick – a young one like yourself or an older woman like me. Then tomorrow you can tell me all about it here – and don’t make one up – I can tell real from fake. Right then, off you go.”