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This is a work of fiction about a religious fanatic female student. This time she has gone too far. it's up to the lesbian prefects to sort her out.
1st, GGGG; nc, teen, virg, bibl, mast; les ;
Intro
For Lydia Playfoot is was an important day. The student from Millais Girls' School in Horsham, West Sussex in England had gone to court. But she hadn't broken the law. She took her school to court for being ordered to remove her Christian chastity ring. The school rules were clear -- no rings due to concerns about safety issues. Lydia wore her ring in defiance and was dully punished by the school, as they would any pupil who refused to obey school rules. Her case under the Human Rights act had won support from bishops and politicians. She and her father, a fundamentalist minister, had raised the £20,000 to fight the case. Thus the case took place, and all she and her supporters had to do was wait six weeks for the important judgement.
Not everyone was delighted at her stand. Teaching staff had to give up time to present the school's case. Money and resources from the school was being diverted to defend their right to set their own rules. The case cost the school, i.e. local tax-payers, some £40,000 -- more than a teacher's annual salary.
Her own very small group of friends saw Lydia as a heroine. A few others saw her as rebel and thus someone to have some respect for. For most pupils from the school, however, she was an embarrassment. Her comments about favouritism towards Muslim students had caused bad feelings. She was always going on about her virginity and her faith. She would at any opportunity share her judgmental views on homosexuality and immoral people who had sex outside of marriage.
It was her hurtful comments about lesbians and gays, which had offended some of her piers. Many of her fellow pupils were coming to terms with their own sexuality and dabbling in both straight and lesbian liaisons. Others had friends or family members who were gay or lesbian.
It was three of the school prefects who took it on themselves to teach this prudish and annoying teenager a lesson. Lydia Playfoot was not stupid but neither were they. Only the brightest pupils generally became prefects. Thus they would have to come up with a plan. Eventually the time was right to put their plan into action.
`Hi Lydia' said Monica West, the eldest prefect.
Lydia looked up and smiled.
`We have a great amount of respect for you and your principles..' she continued.
Lydia was pleased to hear her comments. She had miss-judged them. She had wrongly thought that they would be loyal to the head teacher.
`We wondered if you could spare a few moments after school to help us^Å' continued the prefect, flicking back her long blonde hair.
She then explained that they were making a new health drink to be sold at break time. They had experimented with many fruit juices and now thought they had a perfect drink.
Lydia was pleased to hear this. A tasty natural drink might make some of the pupils realise that alcohol was not the only beverage.
Thus she happily went to find them in the technology room after school. Once there they showed her through to the prep room where the technicians usually worked.
`We have been permitted to use this room^Å' explained Alison Geer, a pupil from her own class, with dark short hair and piercing hazel eyes.
Lydia was again put at ease as normally they were not permitted in the prep rooms. She would not have so much at ease had she know that the third prefect Martha Hews, had locked the classroom door. Martha was the last to join them. Lydia looked on as Martha tied back her long cork-screw dark hair and Monica followed suit.
Alison reached into the fridge and took out and pitcher of dark orange liquid. She then reached inside again and took out another pitcher, which was darker in colour.
Lydia was soon engaged in conversation with Monica and Martha about the court case and took the glass of liquid with out much thought. It had been a hot sticky July day and she was grateful for a drink. The three other young ladies sipped at their drinks, whilst Lydia gulped it down.
Alison quickly refilled her glass. The second glassful was soon drunk by Lydia. She then felt slightly light-headed. She was reminded of a rough trip of a ferry to France and how she had felt. She steadied herself by grasping the edge of the white bench.
As her legs gave way she slipped down onto the floor. The three prefects looked down on the crumpled heap before them. Her bottle-green shirt rested just above her knees, revealing her long green socks. Her long lank hair covered her face. Her empty glass then rolled out of her hand.
`That was easier than I thought it would be!' exclaimed Monica.
`I don't know what you got from that dealer cousin of yours^Åbut it certainly worked on Miss Virgin 2007^Å' joked Martha as she addressed Alison.
Alison and Monica looked at Martha. As it was her that had been so forthright in what she would like to do to Miss Playfoot.
`Time to get naked!' announced Martha.
Her two friends looked on in amazement as the outrageous Martha, known for her eccentric behaviour, surpassed even herself.
Her open-necked cream-coloured, short-sleeved blouse was quickly unfastened and flung across the small room followed by her white bra. She stood there briefly cupping her 34b breasts and pulling a funny face before undoing her bottle-green skirt. It fell to the floor and she kicked off her shoes. She wasted no time in pulling off her green socks. Finally she turned her back on her tow fellow prefects and slipped down her blue flowery knickers. Now naked she turned and faced them -- hands on head.
`What do you think?' she said wriggling her slender hips and thrusting forward her shaved pubis.
`Very nice! Commented Monica with a red glow on her face.
Alison was giggling too much to say anything.
`Come on^Ådon't be virgin prudes^Å' said Martha.
`I've seen you almost naked at sleepovers^Ånow is the time to^Å get naked! She continued.
Both of her friends gave out a nervous giggle. Thoughts when through there heads about getting caught. But they knew the chances were slight. The thrill of doing something naughty thrilled them. Being prefects they were almost beyond suspicion and trusted.
It was Monica who led the way and started to slowly undo her green skirt. Alison then followed her example. Martha encouraged them to strip giving them words of encouragement and making obscene comments. Monica was the first to get down to just her black shoes, white ankle socks and white underwear. Martha quickly walked behind her and started to unfasten her bra. Monica did nothing to prevent her. Her 34c breasts feel free from the bra's confines. Next she kicked off her shoes and pulled off her angle socks. As she glanced around she noticed Alison's bra coming off showing her small but perfectly formed 30b chest. In a few moment she too was completely naked.
Martha made jokey comments about Alison's generous amount of dark pubes and Monica's landing strip of blonde public hair. Monica and Alison felt a little uneasy about being naked and didn't know where to put their hands. Martha didn't seem to be at bothered. She freely waved her arms around, cupped her breasts and grabbed her buttock cheeks in an erotic display.
`Seems a bit unfair that our quest is still clothed!' Martha commended.
`Time to see what the virgin has got!' she continued walking towards the crumpled teenager.
Lydia was manoeuvred onto her back with Martha giving the instructions.
`Let's see her tits!' announced Martha.
With that she started undoing her blouse. With help from her two friends they soon managed to undo and remove the cream top. Her boring white bra would now have to go. They pushed her forward into a sitting position and Martha undid the clasp. The bra fell open and they lowered her back to the floor.
Martha than took great pleasure in pulling off the bra. They looked down on her breasts as they lay flat on her chest. Once again she was sat up ^Å.. now they could see. Her breasts were full and a good 36b and Martha commented on her `.. nice pink nipples^Å'
She was then laid back down and the job of removing her shoes and long green socks commenced. Soon they were out of the way. Six eager hands hurriedly pulled her skirt from her. All that now remained between the virgin Lydia Playfoot and her cruel captors where her sensible white knickers.
It was Alison who was given the special job of easing them down her dark-skinned soft legs. As she did so, Lydia's generous amount of dark public hair sprung into view!
`It's like a forest in there!' quipped Martha.
`No man is going to get in her without a machete..' she continued.
They all laughed as the underwear travelled down her legs before being pulled from her feet and cast aside.
`Party time!' announced Martha cupping her breasts once again and then giving her erect nipples a tweak.
Alison and Monica knew of Martha's lesbian tendencies. They talked freely about each other's feelings. Both Alison and Monica had been intimate with boys and girls but their experience was limited. Martha on the other hand had tried just about everything.
Thus is was that Alison and Monica embraced each other sharing the occasion kiss. Occasionally they observed Martha as she played with Lydia's virgin body. Martha was gently at first. Kissing her bare breasts, gently sucking her nipples, caressing her trunk and legs. But soon her passions were raised and it was not long before Lydia's legs were wide open and Martha's tongue entered her pink and tight orifice. Her tongue then slipped across her peritoneum and its tip touched the ring of her anus. For a brief moments she wondered what to do. Return her tongue to the juicy pussy or do something she had never done before. She made her decision - and commended rimming Lydia's tight anus. She had experienced the pleasure a few months earlier from the mouth of single mum neighbour. From the moaning of Lydia she seemed to be liking the sensation. Thus it was a different ring that was giving the young religious woman pleasure,
After some time Martha had to stop to catch her breath. She then guided her finger into the moist pussy which glistened before her. Once dilated two fingers were slipped rhythmically inside of her victim.
Martha continued her assault until she heard the familiar gasping. The unconscious former virgin came. Martha then slipped her moist fingers inside herself and soon climaxed.
She offered her two fellow prefects the opportunity of fingering the naked teen. They declined and continued pleasuring each other. For the first time Alison permitted Monica's finger to enter her. A few moments later the favour was returned. All three young ladies were satisfied^Å but what should they now do with Lydia?
They answer was simple. Dress her in a dishevelled way and leave her with some empty bottles in the cloakroom. There was however, one final thing they did. They removed her chastity ring and Martha slipped it inside the poor girl's knickers!
Thus it was that the drunk and hangover Lydia Playfoot was found later that evening. She left the school much to everyone's relief.
ENDS