bigger plug

'Let's look in my bag shall we. Maisy see what plug's I've got in there will you?' Poppy squirmed but it was no use, the strong black Maths teacher had pinned her arms behind her back and she couldn't move. There was a murmur of excitement as the crowd of girls on the stairs grew.

'Good choice Maisy,' exclaimed Mr Footlong. He asked Maisy to show her the plug selected. She waived it in front of her. It seemed enormous - not thick, but pink and long, with gradually larger spheres on it and a cute ringpull handle on the end. 'Why don't you do the honours Maisy?' asked Mr Footlong, and Poppy was pulled from over the banister, and **** to kneel on one step of the stairs. With one strong hand he was gripping her wrists behind her back, with the other he grabbed her hair and shoved her face to the floor, so her ass was pointing out. She felt hot breath on her ass, and then a tongue on her butt hole. She tingled with anticipation, and felt her pussy getting wet again. Someone traced their finger up and down her labia. There was a chorus of spitting as all the girls seemed to be lubing her butt hole, then the insertion started. She'd never had anything in her ass until Mr Johnson's thumb a few minutes ago. As with the Headteacher's thumb, initially it was uncomfortable, but not painful, then she started to gasp and could feel the spheres getting larger and larger as more was inserted. Just as she couldn't take anymore, she felt her sphincter close over the last ball, and Maisy gave a playful tug on the handle, and twisted the toy a few times.

'Lovely,' said Mr Footlong. He pulled Poppy up so that she was standing, put still held her hands behind her back. 'We do not have insolent girls here Poppy. You must wear this plug for the rest of the day. I shall see you in Maths after lunch in any case, and I'll collect the toy from you in the evening. You may continue your tour Maisy, but first, let's see how it looks as Poppy walks upstairs.' Poppy was made to walk up and down the stairs, and the teacher and girls looked at the buttplug and her ass as she got used to the sensation of something in her ass as she walked along. It felt really odd, yet seemed to be making her pussy wet. As Mr Footlong watched he had his hand up the Head Girl's skirt and was stroking her pussy. 'Thank you Sir,' said Maisy. Mr Footlong licked his fingers.