The Desolation of Jasmin Part 2

SNAP!

The scissors had only begun to cut, but the bra just tore open under the stress from Jasmin's large breast.

Her light brown breast spilled from the cups pushing them aside, only the slightest drop from the perky D sized boobs as they came in full view.

With her arms tied firmly above her head to that flag pole, Jasmin's breast stretched upwards just enough to put them at near eye level for every guy in the room.

Her once puffy nipples began to grow harder when exposed to the chill air from the air conditioned class room, Jasmin was mortified.

Laughter from her tormentors filled the young girls head, and the sinking feeling only got worse when she saw the boy pass the scissors on to one of his buddies.

Jasmin's mascara ran from her eyes, she shook her head vigorously as she noticed the boy raise the scissors to the side of her hip.

"MMmmMphMmmPh" she cried out, desperately trying to get a word past the sock.

Snip, the scissors went.

And one side of her panties gave way, falling just short of exposing her pussy to the classroom.

The boy then reached out and in a fluid motion cut the remaining side of the silky garment.

The front of the panties dropped revealing a bald flawless brown pussy.

Jasmin tried to keep her thighs tight to avoid her ruined panties dropping, but the smooth silk simply slid down and hit the floor.

This was the last straw, arms locked in bondage and now completely naked Jasmin hung her head in shame.

The cruel kids then cut her clothes to ribbons, and threw the scraps around in victory.

Jasmin raised her head only to see what came next, they turned her around and had a good laugh at the expense of her exposed ass.

Then she felt it! a grab! a cold hand grasped her left butt cheek and firmly held on.

Jasmin's eyes widened as she could not see who was doing this.

She frantically tried to turn her head but could not get a glimpse of the culprit.

Then a hand reached around from her waist and upwards, clutching her soft breast between its fingers.

The Hand squeezed hard on the tender breast, causing Jasmin to bite her lower lip.

Suddenly both hands were gone, just like that! and she was once again turned to face the class.

"We got to go" said one of the girls.

"One more thing" proclaimed one of the boys.

A single ribbon of torn dress was used to blindfold Jasmin. The visible streaks of her running eye makeup flowed from beneath the cloth.

Now blinded Jasmin started to breath heavier, every sense running at maximum.

Her imagination going wild with what her fate would be.

What came next would send chills down her spine.

A single sharpie was slowly inserted into her vagina.

Sharp pleasure shot through her abdomen with the object piercing her pussy lips.

Once completely inside the marker was left there, and the room went quite.

And there she hung, the most beautiful Latina you would ever see.

A caramel goddess.

Hands bound high above her head.

Large breast swaying from her lightest movements.

Pussy holding a pink sharpie nestled between its warm lips.

Her knees bent inward, her head hung in defeat.

The phrase "Deflowered" written in that same pink sharpie on the board.

---The End---