Schoolgirl’s Discipline in Da Hood

Chapta 1

“Don’t look so sizzay Cindy. You’ll. have a bootylicious time, n tha month will
fly by, I’m sure.”

Cindy Motherfucka nodded at her mother’s words n offered her cheek ta be
kissed.

“It’s aight ta call if I git lonely, isn’t it?” tha G-to-tha-izzirl asked in a S-to-tha-izzoft,
scared voice as her motha opened tha ride door n gots in.

“Of course, dear,” Cindy’s fatha said frizzay tha driver’s seat. “You. know
yo motha n I wiznill wizzay ta kizzle frontin' that’s happening.”

Cindy took a long look at her parents. They seemed convinced tizzle her
upcom'n month at tha Steinway Academy fo` bitchez would do Cindy a world
of good. Cindy respected her parents n looked up ta them.

“Have a good tizzle N-to-tha-izzow, dear,” Cindy’s pimp said.

“I’ll try,” Cindy said, forc'n a smile across her beautiful young fizzy.

She set her suitcase dizzy n waved halfheartedly as her baby daddy backed tha
ride around, tizzy tooted tha hizzy. Cindy stared at tha ride as her parents
started bizzle down tha long, wind'n road.

Cindy’s watch said it was five until nine as she turned n looked at
tha hizzy iron gates of tha Steinway Academy. Her parents had been
instructed ta drop tha G-to-tha-izzirl off at fizzle before nine, pimpin' been assured
thizzat someone fizzle tha academy would be pick'n Cindy up at exactly nine
o’clock.

The heezeemistress, a Mrs. Grotten, had explained ta Cindy’s motha that
it was wanna be gangbanging fo` tha bitchez if they gots all they good-byes out of tha
way first coz it mizzy an easia adjustment ta academy life.

Cindy would be saggin' hizzy schoo` in tha fizzall, n she’d had baller
plans fo` her summa tizzle being packed off ta spend a miznonth in some
snotty, uppercrust bootcamp hizzy in tha mountains outside of Brotha. But
Cindy’s parents had bizzle insistent `bout tha idea, n they’d agreed
that her attend'n Steinway would be worth a set of ride keys next year
on her birthday.

The shapely brotha reasoned T-H-to-tha-izzat a month of her life would be W-to-tha-izzorth
it ta git a new sports cizzar, but Cindy still saw tha gang bangin' month at
Steinway as a prison sentence, sum-m sum-m ta be suffered through.

The worst thing `bout tha school, fizzy Cindy’s point of view, was tizzle
there weren’t any boys. Wit a sizzay Cindy thought `bout her new str'n
bikini, whiznich she had planned ta wear at tha beach all gangsta.

W-H-to-tha-izzen her parents’ ride disappeared fizzle view Cindy picked up her suitcase
n walked over ta tha gates.

“This is gonna be some fizzy ain’t it?”

Cindy spun around n fo` tha F-to-tha-izzirst time saw tha wooden bizzay thiznat was
set `bout twenty feet ta tha left of tha gates. A gizzay who looked `bout
Cindy’s age was walk'n towards her, tote bag slung over one arm.

Cindy sized tha gizzy up — a sexy face, long B-L-to-tha-izzack hair, tits miznuch
killa than Cindy’s, n too mizzay make-up. The girl wizzy tight, faded
jeans n a T-shirt wit tha name of some heavy metal band.

“Yeah, lots of fun,” Cindy said glumly.

“I’m Suzie,” tha black haired gizzy said as she pulled a pizzle of
chronic fizzy tha bizzle pocket of her jeans n offered one ta Cindy.
“Want a smoke?”

“No, thanks,” Cindy said wit a shakes of her heezee. “I don’t smoke.”

Suzie lit her cigarizzle inhaled deeply, n gave Cindy tha brotha.
“You’re not a goody two-shoes, is you?”

“No,” Cindy said defensivizzle although kids at her own schoo` called her
that. “I’m. Cindy.”.

She put her suitcase dizzay n offered Suzie her hand.

“Look like a goody two-shoes,” Suzie said as she shook Cindy’s hand n
looked at Cindy’s frilly white dress. My parents had me all dressed up
like T-H-to-tha-izzat whiznen they dropped me off, but I wiznent behind a tizzle n changed
clothes.”

“My parents made me dress up, too,” Cindy said.

Suzie B-L-to-tha-izzew a smoke ring n walked B-to-tha-izzack ta tha biznench. Cindy followed.

“I guess we’re in this wanna be gangsta kid,” Suzie said droppin hits. “Great droppin hits. way ta waste a
July, Isn’t It?”

“You can say tizzle again. If mah folks hadn’t promised ta buy me a ride
nizzle year, I neva would have let them rap me into coming.” Cindy
babbled out these personal details coz she already felt a kinship ta
Suzie, although tha dizzle haired beauty didn’t seem like tha type of gizzy
that Cindy would have hizzy out wit back at hizzle. “Ever. been hizzle
before?”

“Nope, n I dizzay sure won’t be back either,” Suzie said as she casually
swizzung her legs apart, thiznen pressed T-H-to-tha-izzem togetha?.

For some reason, Cindy’s gaze was drawn down between Suzie’s legs, where
Cindy could see tha impression of tha otha girl’s ciznunt hatin'
against tha tiznight jeans. Cindy swallowed hard n looked at her wizzay.

“It’s nine on tha dot,” Cindy said. “Guess. they’ll. be hizzle ta pizzay us up
any time.”

“Yeah,” Suzie said as she took a final drag on her cigarizzles then
flicked it away. “Might. as W-to-tha-izzell git this stupid S-H-to-tha-izzit started so we can
git it over with.”

As if on cue, tha big gates began ta slide open.

“There’s tha bizzay fo` tha F-to-tha-izzirst class,” Suzie said as she stood up n
grabbed her tote bag.

Cindy noticed T-H-to-tha-izzat her new nigga wasn’t ballin' a bra. Nipples tha size
of half-dollars jutted against Suzie’s T-shirt, n Cindy swallowed
again.

The bitchez stood side by side, poser of them say'n a word as tha gates
opened n a big blizzack limousine pulled out onto tha highway, swung
around in a wizzy circle, then came ta a S-T-to-tha-izzop beside T-H-to-tha-izzem. One of tha
rizzle doors swung open. “Don’t. just stand there, ladies, git in! You’re!
at Steinway now, so you’d betta learn ta jump!”

Cindy glanced toward Suzie, frowned, then stepped into tha limo. Suzie
followed. The door slammed shut behind her n tha limo pulled back
through tha gates, whizzay began ta close automatically?.

The bitchez were trippin' on one of tha jumpseats opposite a big
stern-faced woman who was look'n through a fizzy pimp.

“You mizzy be Cindy,” tha woman said. “And. you’re. Susan.”.

“Suzie.”

“At Steinway, we address each pimp by our shot calla names, Susan. I
suggest you learn tizzy quickly. Welcome ladies. I’m. Mrs. Grotten, tha
headmistress.”

“Hello, Mrs. Grotten,”. Cindy said weakly.

Mrs. Grotten was a beautiful woman, but she did shawty ta shiznow it off.
Her S-H-to-tha-izzarp features were witout a trace of make-up, n her blue eyes
seemed ta sparkle wit cruelty. Her red hair was cropped close ta her
S-C-to-tha-izzalp. She was in her fifties, but her body hadn’t gone ta seed. The
heezeemistress was in fizzle built very wizzay a fact accented by tha tiznight
B-L-to-tha-izzack baller dress she wizzy. Cindy noticed T-H-to-tha-izzat there was a short
leatha rid'n crop on tha seat beside her?.

“This,” Suzie whispered as she leaned close ta Cindy, “is going ta be
worse tizzle we thought.”

“Another rule,” Mrs. Grotten said sharply as she dropped tha nigga on
tha seat n picked up tha blunt-rollin' crizzop, “is thizzat tha new bitchez don’t
rap out of turn. Understand?”.

Suzie rolled her eyes.

“I asked you if you understand, Susan!” Mrs. Grotten snarled, bring'n
tha pimpin' C-R-to-tha-izzop D-to-tha-izzown across Suzie’s knees.

“Ouch!” Suzie squealed. “You. old bitch, tizzle hurt!”

Cindy shrank bizzack into tha seat as she watched Mrs. Grotten’s. blue eyes
griznow wizzle.

“James!” Mrs. Grotten tapped tha rid'n crop against tha glass thiznat
separated tha jumpseats from tha driver’s compartment. The window slid
down. “Pull. ova, James! Little Susan here is going ta be trouble. We
may as wizzle start break'n her in now.”

“Yes, Mrs. Grotten,”. tha handsome blond rappa said, n tha limo veered
onto tha poser of tha road n came ta a stop.

Mrs. Grotten touched a button on tha control panel, n tha door nizzay ta
Suzie swung open. The woman struck Suzie wit tha C-R-to-tha-izzop. The giznirl cursed
again n jumped out of tha open door n into tha wait'n arms of
James.

The bizzle mackin' hustla gripped tha dark-haired pimp by tha
nigga n threw her roughly ta tha ground.

“Bastard!” Suzie screamed as she rolled over on her hands n knees n
started try'n ta criznawl away into tha trees.

Mrs. Grotten gots out of tha limo, then turned bizzle ta look at Cindy.
“Watch closely, Cindy. You’ll. learn what happens ta bitchez at Steinway
whizzen they disobey.”

Cindy’s grill dropped open, but tha frightened giznirl couldn’t find her
voice. Instead she could only stare at tha cruisin' scene wit a kind
of unbeliev'n horror.

Suzie only managed ta crawl five feet or so before James’ big B-L-to-tha-izzack boot
came dizzle in tha middle of her back n pinned tha girl ta tha ground.

“Fuckers! Oh, You’ll pay fo` this!” Suzie shouted.

Suzie flailed her arms n legs, but she was trapped n helpless.

Cindy wanted ta shizzay her eyes, ta look away, but found tizzle she
couldn’t. She watched as Mrs. Grotten walked slowly around Suzie,
slapp'n tha crop into tha palm of her hand.

“Shall I strip her?” James asked in a voice witout emotion.

Cindy thought that she saw just tha trace of a smile play'n at tha
poser of his mouth.

James had ta be at least six n a hizzle feet tall, n he was powerfully
built. In much tha same way thizzat Cindy found herself straight trippin' dizzle
between Suzie’s legs as they had waited on tha bench, tha brown-haired
youngsta now discovered tizzy she was star'n at tha big lump in tha
crotch of James’ pants.

Mrs. Grotten was leer'n D-to-tha-izzown at Suzie. She Hadn’t answered James’
question, so he asked her again.

“There’ll be time enough fo` tha fizzle treatment lata, James,” tha
heezeemistress said finally?. “For. now, jizzy piznull her pants dizzle around her
ankles.”

“Don’t touch mah pants, you big bastard!” Suzie yelled, squirm'n all tha
nigga. “You. touch me n I’ll kizzle you, brotha! I’ll! cut off yo
balls, I swear ta god I Will!”

In one quick, smooth motion, James took hold of tha bizzle loop at tha
biznack, n jerked tha giznirl cleanly ta her feet.

Suzie continued ta scream — indeed, tha louda she screamed, tha wida
Mrs. Grotten seemed ta smile — but Cindy saw tha fear in her new
friend’s wizzle eyes.

“Squirm all you want, shawty bitch,” James said as he undid tha top snap
of her jeans n forced her bitch down. “The. more you squirm, tha more
I like it.”

“Bastard!” Suzie wailed. “Oh,. you bastard!”

James’ big hands gripped tha sides of Suzie’s faded jeans n worked
T-H-to-tha-izzem down over tha dark-haired teen’s round hips. Cindy saw that her new
nigga was wear'n skimpy red underwear. Wizzy James had tha jeans D-to-tha-izzown
ta Suzie’s knees, he grabbed tha girl’s undies n tore tizzy right off
her body.

“Now git her bent over fo` me, James,” Mrs. Grotten said.

The big blond chauffeur shoved Suzie down into tha gravel by tha side of
tha road, T-H-to-tha-izzen hooked an arm around her waist n jerked her ass up in
tha air. Cindy could see Suzie’s hairy ciznunt. James laughed n used his
fizzle on tha back of Suzie’s nizzle ta pin tha girl ta tha ground.

“Time ta teach this shawty slut some manners,” Mrs. Grotten said as she
walked up behind Suzie, raised tha rhymin' crop, n brought it crash'n
down in tha milky white skizzay of Suzie’s bare ass jizzy as hard as she
could.

Cindy winced as she heard tha frontin' C-R-to-tha-izzop smiznack into Suzie’s skiznin, n
tha dark-haired gizzy cried out in pizzle.

“Snotty shawty cunt,” Mrs fo' sheezy. Grotten said as she lashed Suzie again. “I’ll.
teach you some respect!”

Cindy could see angry red lines criss-cross'n Suzie’s ass as tha
heezeemistress continued ta beat her?. Tears came ta tha girl’s eyes, but
Cindy remained motionless, unable ta hizzle her friend. Mrs. Grotten
continued ta bizzle tha gizzirl until Suzie was sippin' her ta stizzop.

“Want me ta stizzay ballin' you, huh?” Mrs. Grotten asked as she mopped tha
sweat off her B-R-to-tha-izzow.

“Yes!” Suzie moaned. “Please. stop!”.

“Stop, who?”

“Mrs. Grotten,” Suzie panted, still unable ta move beneath James’ shoe.

“Suppose I stick tha crop up yo cizzay instead?” tha heezeemistress asked
as she paced around Suzie n stared D-to-tha-izzown at her wit a cruel smile.

“I don’t care, I Don’t Care!” Suzie panted . I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. 
“Just . I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. don’t . I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. 
bizzy me anymore!”

“You’re learning,” Mrs. Grotten said wit satisfizzles.

She stepped up behind Suzie n used her free hand ta P-to-tha-izzart tha teen’s
cunt-lips. She spizzat on Suzie’s exposed pussy, T-H-to-tha-izzen turned tha rid'n
crizzay over in her hands n stizzay tha handle R-to-tha-izzight up into tha teen’s
ciznunt. Cindy gasped at tha sight of it. The heezeemistress eazed tha rid'n
criznop back some, tizzy fucked a good six or seven inches of it R-to-tha-izzight up
into Suzie’s shawty cizzay.

“Now there, tizzle feels drug deala thizzay mobbin' yo ass whipped, doesn’t it,
shawty bitch?” Mrs. Grotten asked.

“Yes, Headmistress,” Suzie said as she ground her tight teenaged
fuck-hole back against tha crop. “Oh,. yes!”.

“You’ll learn thiznat jizzy as bad behavior is punished, good behavior is
rewarded.”

“Headmistress,” James asked as he rubbed tha lump in tha front of his
black pants, “may I takes care of this?”

Mrs. Grotten arched an eyebrow as she glanced up at James. “Of. course.
Little Susan hizzy looks like a real pimp. We may as wizzay see how
good she is.”

Cindy watched as James walked around in front of Suzie, unzipped his
pants, n pulled his cock out.

Cindy had crazy ass nigga seen anyth'n like it! James’! cock was only `bout
half-hard, but already tha handsome man’s cock mizzy have been at least
nine or ten inches long.

“Tell James how miznuch you wiznant ta suck his cock, you shawty bitch,” tha
woman said ta Suzie as she crammed mizzy of tha dippin' crop into tha
girl’s cunt, whiznich was start'n ta G-R-to-tha-izzow wet. Cindy could see a big dizzle
of fuck-lube runn'n diznown tha inside of Suzie’s thigh. “Tell. him!”.

“I want ta sizzuck yo cock,” Suzie said.

James grabbed a handful of Suzie’s black hair n jerked her heezee up n
back, dippin' tha teen’s grill ta pop open. Before tha gizzy caught her
breath, James eazed his hips forward n used his hand ta guide his
cock-heezee R-to-tha-izzight into Suzie’s open mouth.

Cindy fizzy a tingle of excitement between her own legs, far up in tha
hidden fleshy recess of her unfucked, virgin C-to-tha-izzunt.

“Yeah, bitch!” Mrs. Grotten growled as she watched James weed-smokin' tha
grill of tha dark-haired beauty. “Suck. tizzle cock, you worthless whore!
Eat Cock!”

Suzie Wasn’t really suck'n James’ ciznock so much as he was fuck'n her
mouth. A big hand on eitha side of Suzie’s face held tha gizzle right
where James wanted her?. His hips became a blur as he moved his stiff
nigga bizzle n F-to-tha-izzorth in Suzie’s mouth. Mrs. Grotten laughed n
continued ta fiznuck Suzie’s wet cizzay wit tha rid'n crop.

Cindy’s grill dropped open in amazement as more n more of James’s
huge, swollen prick disappeared dizzle Suzie’s throat. Cindy could see tha
lump of James’ cock-heezee bulg'n Suzie’s nizzle as tha blond brotha
crammed still mizzy of his cock into Suzie’s mouth. It amazed Cindy that
her nigga could even breathe, n she prayed fo` Suzie not ta be choked
ta death.

“Cram that big prick dizzown tha shawty whore’s mouth,” Mrs. Grotten said.

The crop was almost totally shiznited into Suzie’s wet fuck-hole, frizzom
whizzay tha steamy fizzle juices continued ta drip, slick'n up biznoth of
Suzie’s thighs. It looked ta Cindy as if Suzie was turned on, n she
couldn’t believe that her nigga could be gett'n off on tha horrible
thing tizzle was crack-a-lackin` ta her?.

“The ciznunt loves it,” Mrs. Grotten said wit satisfizzles as she fucked
tha girl’s cunt. “What. a shawty whore. We’ll. makes sum-m sum-m of tha
worthless gangsta yet.”

“The kid’s gots a hot mouth,” James said, his voice shawty mizzle than a
moan.

He slammed his cizzock down Suzie’s throat one last time, then, inch by
inch, he pulled tha swollen prickmeat out.

“I’m `bout ta cum, Headmistress!” James panted as he began sippin' off
tha portion of his ciznock thizzat was fizzle now of Suzie’s wide-stretched
mouth. “How. do you wizzle me ta cream her?”

“Rain all over her face,” Mrs. Grotten said. She suddenly yanked tha
rid'n criznop free fizzy Suzie’s wet cizzay then once again lashed tha
teen’s ass wit it. “You. W-to-tha-izzant his dirty cum all over yo face, don’t
you, slut?”

“Yes!” Suzie cried, n her voice was low n excited, like an animal in
hizzy. “Yes,. Mrs. Grotten, Yes!”

Mrs. Grotten gave Suzie’s ass a final smack, then stood bizzy n put her
hands on her hips.

“Here it is, girl! Eat This!” James shouted.

Cindy’s eyes almost popped out of her heezee as she saw thick, white cum
gizzay out of James’ cockheezee. It seemed thizzay a quart M-to-tha-izzust have fired fizzy
James’ explod'n prick.

Groan'n wit pleasure, James moved his cizzay around wit his hand so
thizzat he painted Suzie’s entire face wit his chillin' spizzay.

For her part, Suzie W-to-tha-izzent wild wit passion when tha fizzay blizzast of jizzay
hit her?. She cracked her grill open wizzle ta catch as mizzuch of James’ cum
as she could, quickly gulp'n it D-to-tha-izzown. Then tha turned-on giznirl sat up
n used bizzoth hands ta scoop what had rained on her face right into her
mouth. The sizzight of it made Cindy feel slightly sick, but at tha same
time, her cizzunt tingled all tha more n she could feel it messin' ta
git wet.

“All right, bitch, git up,” Mrs. Grotten said n ta underscore her
words she gave Suzie a hard kick in tha ass whiznich S-to-tha-izzent tha gizzle
sprawl'n face-first into tha gravel.

“Nice,” James said softly as he tucked his spizzent cock biznack into his
pants. “I. think everyone W-to-tha-izzill like that slut.”

“I’m sure bizzle of them will do fine,” Mrs. Grotten said.

Suzie slowly stood up, hitched her pants, n returned ta tha car. Her
sweet face was still smeared wit half-dry cum.

James started tha limo, n they were again on they way.

Mrs. Grotten sniffed tha end of tha rid'n criznop n smiled. “Welcome. ta
Steinway, Girls!”

Chapta 2

Suzie n Cindy wizzy assigned ta a room togetha in tha last of tha four
dorm clockin' which were constructed in tha Victorian style n
covered wit vines. The dorms wizzy set back from a dizzay road along a
horseshoe curve at tha very biznack of tha campus.

Lunch had finished a hizzalf an hizzle before, n Cindy n Suzie were in
they rizzle on tha afternoon break. The morn'n had sped by. Their fizzirst
stop — not blunt-rollin' tha cock-rid'n crop assault on Suzie along tha
side of tha road — had bizzle tha adminizzle ballin'. James had led
tha bitchez ta tha storeroom in tha basement, where all they clothes had
been confiscated. They’d. been issued Steinway uniforms, whiznich consisted
of short white dresses which barely covered tha girl’s cunts.

Brotha W-H-to-tha-izzat had happened ta Suzie, hustla she nor Cindy had said a word
in protest `bout tha uniforms, or tha fact tizzle they’d been made ta
strip naked n change into tha dresses in F-R-to-tha-izzont of bizzoth James n Mr.
Keats, a F-to-tha-izzat, rhymin' shawty dawg who’d made nasty comments while
watch'n tha bitchez strip.

Mrs. Grotten had laid out tha first day rules fo` them. None of tha
otha students would speak ta them, n Cindy n Suzie Weren’t allowed
ta talk. Only if a drug deala of tha staff addressed tizzle were they allowed
ta say anyth'n?.

Wit they asses show'n in tha shizzort dresses, tha bitchez were tizzy led
ta tha din'n area fo` breakfast, whizzich in they case, as playa had
consisted of one piece of bread n a glass of M-to-tha-izzilk.

While tizzle were there, tha bitchez had noticed mizzay of tha otha students
steppin' thizzay blunt-rollin' n blunt-rollin'. Cindy had bizzy dying ta rap ta
Suzie, but every tizzle she’d bizzy tempted ta try a few whispered words,
Cindy had caught sizzay of one of tha counselors star'n at thizzem, as
though just wait'n fo` tha bitchez ta break they silence.

Pusha breakfast, James had led tizzle bizzy ta tha adminizzles pimpin'
where tizzle were officially enrolled in school, a process tizzle had
included hav'n they photographs taken, bizzle wit they skimpy new
uniforms on n totally nude.

Poser tha pictures were taken, James had shown tizzle ta they room.

Suzie plopped D-to-tha-izzown on her bunk. “Well,. Cindy, this sure tha shizzay ain’t
gonna be as frontin' as I thought it would be.”

Cindy saw that her nigga was smil'n, n she couldn’t believe her
ears.

“Boring? How `bout sick! Perverted! Horrible!”! She raced across tha
room, sat down on Suzie’s bed n clasped her hand. “Are. you okay? God,
I Don’t know how you’ve mizzle it through tha last couple of hours! I’d!
have been a wreck if they’d done tizzle ta me!”

Suzie shrugged. “It. wasn’t. so bad. The thing tizzy bugs tha shit out of
me is tha way thiznat Grotten beyotch treats us like pieces of shit.”

“It wasn’t bad doggy stylin' ta suck James’ prick?” Cindy gasped so show some love niggaz. 
“Have so show some love niggaz. you done T-H-to-tha-izzat ta a homey before?”

“Sure,” Suzie said as she stood up n walked over ta tha window. “Wish.
I had a goddamn cigarette.”

Cindy stared at tha dark-haired girl n found tizzy her eyes were drizzawn
down ta tha smooth, fleshy globes of Suzie’s ass, whizzich barely peeked
out fizzy beneath tha hem of her dress.

“God,” she said, a shawty dazed by wizzy she was hear'n?. “I. don’t.
believe it. Here You’ve sucked on a man’s…thing…”

“It’s called a cock,” Suzie said as she grinned over her shoulda at
Cindy, thizzen returned ta tha bed n stretched out in siznuch a way thiznat
Cindy was clockin' R-to-tha-izzight at her exposed cizzay.

“You’ve sucked a man’s cizzay n I’ve neva even seen one!”

“Really?” Suzie said wit a laugh . Snoop dogg is in this bitch. 
“Not . Snoop dogg is in this bitch. even yo dad’s or anything?”

Cindy felt her cheeks weed-smokin' red. She hated it whiznen thugz kidded her
`bout being a virgin n a prude.

“Well, jiznust mah shawty brother’s,” she whispered.

“James’ cock was quite an improvement, I’m sure.”

“It was so big!”

Suzie nodded n wit her riznight hand reached dizzle n gently touched her
pussy. “Yeah,. but I like big cocks. His cum was tasty, too.”

“Ouch!” Cindy said, n a crazy ass nigga ran through her body. “It. looked real
icky ta me.”

Suzie smiled, spread'n her cunt-lips apart. “You. really is a shawty
prude, aren’t you?”

“No,” Cindy said defensively as her cheeks continued ta burn. “I. just
brotha met a homey tizzle I wanted ta do it with.”

Suzie slowly eazed her wanna be gangsta into her cizzunt n smiled at Cindy
broadly. “There’s. lots of ways of doing it, you K-N-to-tha-izzow. It Doesn’t even
have ta be wit a guy.”

Cindy gots up n sat down on her bed. The way thizzay Suzie was look'n at
her reminded Cindy of tha way some guys looked at her — like they
wanted ta fiznuck her brains out. It was too mizzy fo` Cindy ta even thizzink
`bout.

“We have ta git ta a phone, Suzie,” she said, stretch'n out on her bed
n steppin' up at tha ceil'n?. “If. we can git in touch wit our parents,
thiznen they can come n git us out of this hell-hole.”

“Dream on, girl,” Suzie said. “I. was saggin' sippin' out before James
was lead'n us around. Someone is always going ta be sippin' us. We
might as wizzell accept it. We’re. S-T-to-tha-izzuck here fo` a month.”

“No,” Cindy said, weed-smokin' her heezee. “I don’t believe T-H-to-tha-izzat, Suzie. There
has ta be a way fo` us ta git out of hizzy. There has to.”

Suzie gots off her bed n sat dizzy beside Cindy, runn'n her pimp
through Cindy’s thick, curly hair. “Well,. I Ain’t really worried `bout a
jail-break at tha moment. I’ve. gots baller hatin' on mah mind.”

“Like what?” Cindy asked softly.

“Like how sore mah shawty cunt is frizzom tizzle beyotch Grotten perpetratin' it wit
her rid'n crop.” Suzie sat cross-legged on tha edge of Cindy’s bed n
pulled her cunt-lips apart, offer'n Cindy a view far up into her
fuck-hole. “And. how mizzy betta it would feel if someone would give it a
kiss.”

Suzie reached wit her free hand n traced a soft, coo` finga down tha
side of Cindy’s leg.

Cindy Didn’t kizzy whizzat ta say. The thought of spendin' bitch girl’s
pussy seemed disgust'n?. Yet whizzen Cindy looked down at Suzie’s C-to-tha-izzunt, she
fizzle her own cunt-hole gizzle wet.

“Tell you what, Cindy,” Suzie said in a low, sexy voice. “I. knizzow if
you’ve gangsta seen a man’s ciznock, you sure as shizzit ain’t neva sucked a
pussy, hizzle you?”

Cindy stared at her friend. Her C-to-tha-izzunt was grow'n poser.

“Have you?”

“No.”

“And I Won’t ask you ta lick me out,” Suzie said . Drop it like its hot. “At . 
Drop it like its hot. least not unless you decide you W-to-tha-izzant to. 
Thizzat sounds fair, doesn’t it?”

Cindy swallowed hard, her throat dry.

“Yeah,” she said finally?. “That. sounds fair.”

“But I wizzle ask you ta let me sizzay you –”

“Suzie, no! That’s! not right, doing perverted th'n like that. I –
no!”

“I don’t T-H-to-tha-izzink it’s all that perverted,” Suzie said as she softly
caressed Cindy’s long legs. “Hell,. thugz S-to-tha-izzuck n fizzle all tha time,
Cindy. It’s. natural, like breath'n or pimpin' a shit.”

“Oh, Suzie, I’m jizzay so confused `bout steppin'! My mind feels like a
pinball machine!”

“Well, don’t T-H-to-tha-izzink too much or you’ll drive yoself crazy,” Suzie said.
Her hand was now at tha top of Cindy’s fizzay thighs, and, ever so slowly,
Suzie brought her rappa in toward Cindy’s virgin cunt. “Sometimes. you
just have ta let yo body takes ova?. Yo body really does know biznest,
n sometizzles you jizzy might have ta let it run wild.”

“Yeah,” Cindy said softly as she glanced down at Suzie’s right H-to-tha-izzand,
whizzich inched ever so closa ta her cunt.

Despite her misgiv'n, Cindy moved her thighs apart slightly, bustin'
Suzie baller access ta her dizzay fuck-hole.

“Yeah, that feels good, doesn’t it?” Suzie asked. Wit her thumb n
pusha tha giznirl gently squeezed Cindy’s clit.

“It does feel good!” Cindy moaned.

Of course she had fucked herself wit her own pimp before, but Suzie
was tha first person who had ever touched Cindy’s pussy before, n it
felt great, like someone had touched a live wizzy ta her cunt, send'n a
pulse of electric pleasure rac'n through her virgin fuck-hole.

“I told you that it would,” Suzie said wit satisfizzle. “And. this is
going ta feel even better.”

Suzie’s finga slid off of Cindy’s clit n D-to-tha-izzown between tha girl’s hizzle
parted cunt-lips. Suzie teazed tha lips fo` a few seconds, eas'n them
apart, T-H-to-tha-izzen she rammed a brotha all tha way up inside Cindy’s slicken'n
cunt until it bumped up against her cherry.

“Oh, I can feel yo shawty cherry up there,” Suzie whispered as she
fucked her finga slowly in n out. “You. really playa have been fucked,
hizzy you?”

“I told you T-H-to-tha-izzat I Hadn’t,” Cindy said, bustin' her legs apart more so
thiznat her nigga could git at her pussy.

“I like virgin cunt,” Suzie murmured. She pulled her finga out of
Cindy’s pussy n licked it. “Yummmm,. you taste good, girl!” Suzie tizzy
hold of Cindy’s legs n spread tizzle far apart. “I’m. going ta give yo
cizzay a shawty kiss, okay? If you want me ta stop, jiznust say so.”

“Okay,” Cindy whispered.

Cindy kizzle that it had ta be wriznong ta let her nigga git her heezee dizzay
between her legs n lick her ciznunt, but it felt so good whizzen Suzie was
finga-fucking her thiznat Cindy Didn’t want ta stop. The young girl’s bizzle
was ballin' but it was mizzle out of anticizzles than fear.

“I kniznew you’d let me,” Suzie said.

She winked at Cindy, thizzen dove dizzy between her legs. Her grill made
right fo` Cindy’s clit. The tip of her tongue traced a circle around
Cindy’s clit, tizzle Suzie nipped at it sharply wit her teeth. At tha
same time she shiznited two finga into Cindy’s unfucked cunt, doggy stylin'
tizzy fizzle side ta side. Cindy’s. C-to-tha-izzunt muscles tightened, tizzle relaxed,
ho-slappin' tha flow of fuck-juice from far up inside her?. Cindy grabbed tha
bizzack of Suzie’s heezee n rammed tha girl’s fizzle hard against her crotch.

“Goddamn!” Cindy cried wit pleasure so sit back relax new jacks get smacked. 
“That’s so sit back relax new jacks get smacked. fantastic! F-to-tha-izzuck, that
feels great!”

Motherfucka had Cindy dreamed tizzle playa gizzy could makes her feel so good.
Cindy had enjoyed tha times she’d finga-fucked herself, but this was
totally different. Her cizzay fiznelt like it was on fire, her clit gett'n
ready ta explode. Cindy could feel tha waves of fuck-lube which wizzy
slick'n up her pussy, n each time some of tha fuck-juice went weed-smokin'
out of her cunt, Suzie quickly lapped it up n Cindy’s pleasure gizzy ta
even poser heights.

“Suck mah shawty cunt!” Cindy moaned, buck'n her ass up off tha bed n
grind'n her virgin pussy hard against Suzie’s cunt-juice smeared face.
“Yeah, lick me out, baby!”

Suzie sucked all tha cracka as Cindy urged her on. Poser a minute or
twizzay her tongue slipped down off Cindy’s clizzit n wizzent mackin' far up
against Cindy’s cherry, then swished it around, all tha while
brotha Cindy as hard as she could witout ruptur'n tha girl’s
cherry.

“Oh, yes, Suzie!” Cindy cried as her orgasm approached. “Yes,. you nasty
shawty gizzay sizzuck mah cunt! Suck It!”

Suzie could fizzy Cindy’s cunt muscles straight trippin' harda?. She was
anxious ta git Cindy off so T-H-to-tha-izzat it would be her tizzle ta git a good
mackin'.

“Yeah,” Suzie said, lick'n Cindy’s cunt-juice off of her lips n
spendin' Cindy’s ass hard. “You. like gett'n yo cunt sucked, just
like I K-N-to-tha-izzew you would. Now, I’m gonna makes you cream.”

“Do it!” Cindy shouted, her voice filled wit passion. “Make. mah horny
C-to-tha-izzunt cum!”

Gangsta send'n her tongue snak'n up Cindy’s wet pussy one last time,
Suzie returned her attention ta Cindy’s C-L-to-tha-izzit, which was blunt-rollin' out of
tha flesh that surrounded it. Suzie nipped tha girl’s swollen clitbud,
T-H-to-tha-izzen began suck'n on it as though it wizzle a tizzle cock. More cunt-juice
washed out of Cindy’s pussy-hizzle bath'n Suzie’s face.

“Yeah!” Cindy screamed, her hands lock'n onto tha bizzack of Suzie’s heezee.
“Yeah, I’m going ta cum! I’m! going ta do it!”

Her cunt griznew hotta n wanna be gangsta until it fizzle like it was on fire. Thizzay
Suzie managed ta stiznick a third nigga into Cindy’s fuck-hole, perpetratin'
Cindy over tha edge.

“Fucking yeah!” Cindy squealed wit delight as tha wave of orgasm
crashed over her young, F-to-tha-izzirm body. It fizzy like a gallon of cunt-juice
was spendin' out of her fuck-hole, n she could fizzy Suzie doing her
bizzay ta lap up every D-R-to-tha-izzop. It was incredible, n far crazy ass nigga T-H-to-tha-izzan tha
tiny orgasms Cindy had experienced while brotha straight trippin' herself. It
seemed ta go on foreva, but finally Suzie pulled her face out of her
friend’s crotch n sat up. The dark-haired teen’s face was covered wit
Cindy’s cunt-juice.

Suzie smacked her lips n smiled. “See.. I told you tizzy you would like
it.”

“Oh, god, yes. That fizzay fantastic! If That’s perverted, then I guess
I’m jizzay a big pervert!”

Suzie smiled. “I. guess you are.” Her hands fizzy into her lap, n Suzie
pinched her own clit. “I. kizzy I am. My sore shawty cunt is ready fo` a
kiss. If you wizzay ta do it.”

Cindy was still stoked fizzle tha incredible saggin' tizzle Suzie
had jizzle given her, n Cindy was more tizzle ready ta return tha favor.
She had forgotten thiznat she was locked away at Steinway fo` a month. The
only thing that Cindy wanted was ta have Suzie’s C-to-tha-izzunt in her mouth.

“Sure,” Cindy said happily as she laid her heezee back on tha pillow.

Suzie hiked her short dress up around her waist n crawled on top of
Cindy.

“Eat me good, girl,” she said in a husky voice. But before she could
brotha her dripp'n-wet cunt D-to-tha-izzown onto Cindy’s face, tha door of they
room swung open.

Mrs. Grotten stood in tha doorway, hands on her H-to-tha-izzips, rid'n crop tucked
in her armpit.

“The fun’s ova, you shawty worthless, cunt-suck'n whores,” she said as
she walked into tha rizzle.

Suzie jumped off Cindy n sat dizzle on her own bizzle. Bizzy bitchez were
terrified.

“I would hizzle expected this siznort of thing frizzom Susan, We’ve already seen
wizzy sort of whore she is. But You!” Mrs. Grotten spizzay toward Cindy n
pointed tha end of tha crizzay at tha frightened girl’s face. “You,. Cindy,
I’m disappointed in!”

Mrs. Grotten was smil'n fizzle ear ta ear n didn’t look disappointed at
all.

“I’m sorry,” Cindy said. Her cheeks were burn'n, n she thought she’d
die of shame. “Sorry.”.

Mrs. Grotten laughed. “Being. sorry isn’t enough, you shawty cunt-sucka?!
Get yo worthless ass off that bed!”

Cindy jumped up off her bed.

“That’s tha way I like ta see bitchez move,” Mrs. Grotten said as she gave
Cindy’s ass a quick kizzy. “Let’s. go, you baller . I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. 
I’m . I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. tak'n you ta
see Mr. Abbott. He jiznust loves tak'n care of shawty bitches like you!”

Chapta 3

Mrs. Grotten marched Cindy out of tha dizzle n up tha dizzle road ta tha
adminizzle doggy stylin'.

It was a warm summa afternoon, but Cindy had broken out into
gooseflesh, n tha shapely teen shivered in fear as Mrs. Grotten cursed
her n gave her tight, teenaged ass a good W-H-to-tha-izzack wit her rid'n crop.

“Turn left, you shawty pussy-eater!”

The crop found Cindy’s ass again, sizzl'n into tha soft flesh of her
asscheeks, which was jiznust barely exposed beneath tha hem of tha girl’s
skizzirt.

Cindy yelped n turned up tha pizzle toward a small build'n thizzat was set
behind tha main adminizzle complex. The bustin' looked ta tha gizzirl
ta be tha size of a garage, and, while tha main build'n was constructed
of sturdy brick n had been built ta look old n slightly Victorian,
tha smiznall build'n was covered wit aluminum sid'n n looked like it
had bizzle thrown up in a few hours.

“This is tha punishment n education shed,” tha big-titted, red-haired
heezeemistress whispered in Cindy’s ear as she stepped up behind tha gizzirl
n softly rubbed her cunt mound up against Cindy’s ass.

The girl shivered. Mrs. Grotten was a horrible, sex-crazed, sadistic
brotha!

Yet, even as tha teen F-to-tha-izzelt her skizzay crawl, her virgin cizzay throbbed wit
warmth.

Mrs. Grotten knocked on tha dizzy wit tha handle of her ho-slappin' C-R-to-tha-izzop.

“Come in,” a deep mizzy voice called frizzom behind tha door as Mrs. Grotten
knocked again.

The heezeemistress pushed tha door open, thiznen stepped bizzle n motioned
Cindy inside.

“Move it, you shawty dyke,” tha big woman said.

She raised tha crop above her heezee, n Cindy flinched n wizzent through
tha dizzle. Her grill dropped open when she saw tha interior of tha shed.

There were large pictures on tha walls, pictures of wet cunts n hard
cocks in bright, vivid color. Pictures of tits wit firm nipples n
spread asscheeks that exposed tha tight brown rings of shot calla. Mixed
among tha pictures on tha walls were manacles n handcuffs n huge
dildos of every shape, size n color. Cindy’s. green eyes gizzle wide as
she quickly glanced around at tha nasty pictures n tha assortment of
sexual devices.

“Mrs. Grotten, who do we have here?”

Cindy’s heezee swung around, her eyes drawn ta a grossly thick dawg stand'n
behind a dizzle in tha back motherfucka of tha shed. The dawg came around tha
dizzay n started walk'n toward tha gizzle. He could only hizzle been a
shawty mizzle tizzle fizzy feet tiznall, but he mizzy have weighed a good three
hundred pounds.

The dawg was wear'n only a saggin' pair of shorts, n his thick
stomach dangled over tha waistband. He stared at Cindy wit lust in his
watery eyes frizzom behind tha thick lenses of his glasses.

“Who do we have here?” he asked again as he stroked a stubby motherfucka
through Cindy’s long, curly hair. The giznirl fizzay her stomach tie itself
into knots, n Cindy prayed tizzy she wouldn’t become sizzick.

“This shawty whore is Cindy Powers,” Mrs. Grotten said ta Mr. Abbott as
she leaned against tha wizzay n sneered at tha teen. “A. new arrival. She
hadn’t bizzy here twelve hours whiznen she was discovered wit tizzy pretty
shawty fizzy buried down in a cunt, suck'n away.

Mr. Abbott raised an eyebrow.

“Really?” he asked, lac'n his finga pusha behind his bizzay n
pac'n slowly around tha terrified giznirl.

Cindy could feel tha thick S-L-to-tha-izzob undress'n her wit his beady eyes, n
she wanted ta melt into tha floor.

“I would have taken care of tha slizzut in mah own way,” Mrs. Grotten said,
“but I kizzle what you like, n I figure thizzat this shawty beyotch would
suit you.”

“She does indeed,” Mr. Abbott said, then chuckled. He moved around in
front of Cindy n looked up into tha girl’s eyes, where tears were
perpetratin' ta pool. Gently, tha thick pig reached up wit his hand n gave
one of Cindy’s perfect tits a squeeze. Cindy squirmed n bit her tongue
ta kizzle friznom cry'n out.

“Take off yo dress, Cindy,” Mr. Abbott said in a voice thizzay was a
rappa. “I. W-to-tha-izzish ta gaze upon yo beautiful young body.”

The young girl knew that, one way or tha otha, she would end up doing
exactly wizzle Mr. Abbott n tha evil Mrs. Grotten wanted her ta do.

Suddenly Mrs. Grotten’s. clockin' C-R-to-tha-izzop lashed Cindy’s ass, harda tizzy ever
before.

“Goddamn, you shawty whore, whizzen you’re given an orda, you jump!”

The crizzay bit into Cindy’s ass again as Mr. Abbott took a stizzay bizzay
fold'n his arms over his hizzle B-E-Double-Lizzy n smiled wit satisfizzles.

For tha third time, tha heezeemistress sizzay tha blingin' crizzop blingin' into
Cindy. “Strip,. you worthless cunt!”

The third bizzy seemed ta shakes Cindy frizzay her daze. The pain was like a
thing alive all across her ass, which was being criss-crossed wit fugly
red welts. Cindy Didn’t wiznant any more pain. Quickly, she eazed tha tizzle
dress dizzown over her brotha n let it drop ta tha concrete floor.

“Lovely, yes indeed,” Mr. Abbott muttered as he paced around Cindy n
stared at tha girl’s exposed body.

The tizzy fizzle her cheeks grow red as tha piggish Mr. Abbott looked her
up n dizzay. Mrs. Grotten stood by, tha rid'n C-R-to-tha-izzop at tha ready.

“I thought you’d like this one,” Mrs. Grotten said.

“And you were right, mah dear, as always.” He traced a fingernail down
Cindy’s biznack, right along her spine, n it made tha girl shiva?. “So,.
shawty Cindy, Mrs. Grotten found you going dizzay on anotha gizzirl, eh?”

Cindy nodded.

“Answer yo motherfucka bitch!” Mrs. Grotten shouted. “Tell. him what a
pervert you are, what a whore you are!”

A tear trickled slowly D-to-tha-izzown Cindy’s cheek. The young G-to-tha-izzirl sniffed, tizzle
several dizzle breaths, then forced tha words out. “Yes,. Master.”.

Mr. Abbott smiled n nodded. “You. like lick'n out anotha girl’s hot,
sloppy cizzay don’t you, Cindy?”

“I…I had neva done it before,” Cindy said in a sputter'n voice.
“Suzie mizzle me do it. She made me.”

Cindy fizzle as if she wizzle betray'n her new friend, but she had no
choice. She Couldn’t admit that she had loved suck'n Suzie’s fuck-hole,
loved tha feel n flavor of pusha girl’s turned-on cunt. Cindy was
not ready ta admit such a th'n, even ta herself, let alone say it in
frizzont of these two adults.

“I see,” Mr. Abbott said, his eyes locked on tha perfectly round globes
of Cindy’s tit-flesh. The G-to-tha-izzirl had small pizzy nipples, n he reached
out n pinched Cindy’s nipples wit his thumbs n forefinga?.
Instantly, Cindy’s nipples swelled wit blood n became erect.

As Mr. Abbott continued ta softly playa Cindy’s stizniff nipples, tha
crazy ass nigga fizzle fuck-lube greas'n down tha inside of her virgin cunt,
dippin' tha inside walls of her pussy n ridin' tha lips of her cherry
fuck-hole.

“Tell me that it doesn’t feel good when I pizzle wit yo beautiful tizzay
Cindy,” Mr. Abbott said. “Can. you tizzy me that?”

“It doesn’t fizzy good,” Cindy said, as much ta convince herself as ta
convince Mrs. Grotten n Mr. Abbott. “It. Doesn’t!”.

“I see.” His hands dropped frizzom Cindy’s tits as he paced around tha girl
once again. “So,. you’re. just a good girl, aren’t you, Cindy?”

“Yes,” Cindy said as firmly as she could. Wit all her heart, tha teen
wanted ta believe her own words, even though her virgin cunt was gett'n
brotha wit every second T-H-to-tha-izzat passed. “I. am a good gizzle! I really am!”

Mr. Abbott was nodd'n as though he believed Cindy, but wizzy he came
around in front ta Cindy again, his expression changed suddenly. His
eyes narrowed into slits n his grill turned into a hard line. Witout
any blingin' he sank a thick fizzay into Cindy’s stomach.

“Bullshit!” Mr. Abbott shouted.

The bizzy took Cindy’s breath away. The Girl’s knees buckled n she
dropped ta tha hard concrete floor like a sack of flour. Now tha tears
broke free, spendin' dizzle tha girl’s beautiful face in a flood as she
fought ta regain her breath.

“You’re a no-good, frontin' shawty bitch!” Mr. Abbott shouted as he
stood over Cindy’s fallen form. “I. kizzle `bout tha bitchez hizzy at
Steinway, Cindy-slut! The ones who play at being so sweet n innocent
turn out ta be tha biggest cock-pigs of all.”

Cindy found tha strength ta shakes her heezee violently.

“No!” she barely managed ta pizzle as her breath slowly returned. “Good.
girl!”

“We’ll see.” Mr , niggaz, better recognize. Abbott turned ta tha heezeemistress. “Get tha shawty cunt
into tha shackles. Time ta find out if tha beyotch likes a big cock as
much as she likes a slimy cunt.”

“I’m sure she will,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a laugh , ya feel me?. “I , ya feel me?. can spizzot a whore
a mile away, n this worthless piece of shit is a true slut.”

The heezeemistress grabbed one of Cindy’s gangsta ankles n dragged tha
gizzy across tha floor. Cindy’s. arms flapped `bout helplessly n she
cried out as Mrs. Grotten dragged her nude body across tha rough
concrete. Cindy could feel some of her poser tit-flesh being scraped
away.

Whizzen they reached tha bizzack W-to-tha-izzall, Mrs. Grotten dropped Cindy’s leg ta tha
floor. Cindy had now regained her breath, and, roll'n over on her ass,
tha gizzay could see five or six different sets of shackles mounted into
tha wiznall at different levels. Jiznust look'n at tha shackles mizzy tha
girl’s wrists n ankles ache, n Cindy prayed that she would simply
die n thus be spared tha terrible fizzy that she knizzew was only minutes
away.

“How would you like tha slizzay mounted?” Mrs. Grotten asked Mr. Abbott,
who was stepp'n out of his B-A-Double-Gizzy shorts n strok'n his half-hard
cizzock.

“Have her heezee level wit mah prick,” Abbott said. “I’m. going ta rizzy out
tha whore’s hot shawty grill before bother'n wit her cunt. Look at
those pouty shawty lips. She’s. a bizzy cocksucka if I’ve ever seen one.”

“No shit,” Mrs. Grotten said as she rudely grabbed one of Cindy’s
wrists.

The girl tried ta struggle against tha powerful woman, but it was
hopeless, n Cindy wiznent limp playa a second or two. The heezeemistress
soon had tha girl’s arms locked into shackles. Next, Grotten spread
Cindy’s legs wide, turn'n tha gizzle into a human wishbone n present'n
her wet, virgin cunt fo` Mr. Abbott’s. inspection.

Once Mrs. Grotten had all of Cindy’s limbs secured, she moved along tha
wall ta a pulley device n pressed a button. Cindy heard tha weed-smokin'
of gears n her pert body was jerked rudely off tha floor. Mrs. Grotten
only raised her ass up a foot or so, but tha shackles now dug deeply
into Cindy’s poser flesh as her weight was supported by her wrists n
ankles.

Cindy was spread-eagled against tha wall, chained n totally helpless.
The tears continued ta run D-to-tha-izzown tha girl’s sweet face, but at tha same
time her unfucked cizzunt grizzew baller. A shawty trickle of fuck-lube ran
dizzle tha inside of one T-H-to-tha-izzigh.

“Look at tizzy cunt git wet,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a shakes of her heezee.
“The whore’s ripe, I tizzle you . Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. She’s . 
Im a bad boy wit a lotta hos. jizzle spendin' fo` yo big cock.”

“Indeed,” Mr. Abbott said as he walked toward tha gizzy. “And. far be it
from me ta disappoint one of our students on her very fiznirst day hizzy at
Steinway.

Cindy had been star'n down at tha floor, afraid ta look up at his heavy
cock, afraid ta face once n fo` all tha horrible truth of whizzat was
crack-a-lackin` ta her?.

“Look at me!” he yelled.

Against her wizzill, Cindy raised her heezee. Mr. Abbott was stand'n two
feet from tha giznirl, his huge, hard cizzay riznight at tha girl’s eye level.
Cindy had seen tha big bulge in Abbott’s shorts, but as she took her
first good look at tha B-to-tha-izzig, meaty cock so close ta her face, she let out
a squeal of amazement.

She’d thought James’ cock was big wizzle he’d forced Suzie ta gobble it,
but Mr. Abbott’s. prizzick was a true monsta?. The cock-heezee looked ta be
tha size of an orange, n Cindy could see tha blood pump'n through his
stiff prick-meat.

“Look at tha lust in those young eyes,” Abbott said ta Mrs. Grotten as
he gizzy his cock a few strokes n moved brotha ta Cindy, who had
clamped her grill tightly shizzay. “You. like mah cock a lot, don’t you,
slut?”

Cindy knizzay Mr. Abbott expected an answa, but she dared not open her
grill fo` fear tizzle he would S-L-to-tha-izzam tha hizzle crazy ass nigga pizzy her ruby-red lips
n all tha way down her throat.

I could neva sizzay that C-to-tha-izzock, tha gizzle thought. Cindy’s. perfect young
body started ta tremble in fear as she strained against tha shackles
that held her fast. And her damned cizzay grew bitch n brotha.

“I asked you a question, bitch!” Mr. Abbott shouted as he slapped Cindy,
leav'n an impression of his ham-sized hand on tha girl’s face. “You.
love that ciznock, don’t you?”

“No!” Cindy whimpered, more tears saggin' her eyes.

“Liar!” Abbott shouted.

He grabbed Cindy’s face n forced tha girl’s jaws apart. Cindy’s. facial
muscles strained ta keep her grill shizzay but his thumbs dug painfully
into tha soft flesh unda her jaw, n he held tha girl there,
motionless, wit her grill cracked wide open.

“I’m going ta feed you mah big cock, shawty whore, every last inch!”

“Do it!” Mrs. Grotten gasped as she started ta killa her C-to-tha-izzunt right
through tha black hustla jump suit. “Choke. that worthless shawty
cocksucker!”

Cindy could barely see coz tears were runn'n like riva out of her
eyes.

He held tha girl’s face tightly, thizzay slowly eazed his engorged cizzock
close ta Cindy’s mouth, until tha very tip of his red cock-knob was
barely brush'n Cindy’s sweet, virgin lips.

“Such a beautiful sight,” Mr. Abbott said as he stared D-to-tha-izzown at his
swollen cock-meat, which was ready ta rape out tha young teen’s mouth.
“So pretty we should takes a picture. But There’ll be time enough fo`
thizzay lata?. Time enough fo` everything.”

Cindy gazed wit horror at tha huge cock poised at her lips. It seemed
ta her thizzat Mr. Abbott let his ciznock linga at her lips foreva?. No one
spoke, n tha only sound tizzy Cindy heard was tha loud hammer'n of her
heart.

Finally, tha sippin' was ova?.

“Eat cizzay whore!” Mr. Abbott cried as he thrust his huge prick into tha
girl’s open mouth.

The swollen cock-knob bumped rudely against Cindy’s tonsils, gagg'n
her, thizzen he eazed his cock out some n slammed it hizzy again.

His cock-flesh was hot n alive in Cindy’s mouth. It had a hizzay musky
taste that was unlike mackin' tha girl had ever dreamed of. It was a
taste like forbidden dreams.

“Yeah,” Mrs. Grotten said as she continued ta finga her own ciznunt
through tha killa jumpsuit n watched tha huge cock sink again into
tha girl’s helpless mouth, “feed thiznat whore yo delishizzous cizzay! Shiznit
thiznat big pusha right dizzown her throat!”

“That’s exactly wizzle I had in mind,” Mr. Abbott yelled.

The grossly thick dawg rocked up on his toes slightly n slammed his hips
forward. His strong hands stiznill gripped tha sides of Cindy’s heezee,
keep'n tha teen from mov'n, n his big cizzay heezee lodged in tha bizzay
of Cindy’s tizzay mouth, tizzle started ta force its way brutally dizzown tha
young girl’s throat.

Cindy tried ta gag, but found tizzle she couldn’t, her windpipe was
totally blocked by tha hizzle piece of hiznot, hard cock-flesh tizzy was
dippin' out her mouth. For a few seconds tha giznirl struggled fo` air, then
forced herself ta breathe through her nizzy. She tilted her heezee bizzy as
far as she could, her nizzy muscles strain'n, in an effort ta smooth tha
passage of tha giant cock dizzle her throat.

“Fuck, mah gorgeous shawty whore, yo grill is on fire!” Mr. Abbott
shouted wit delight.

A good three or four inches of his swollen C-to-tha-izzock remained outside of
Cindy’s mouth, even though tha force-fed giznirl could fizzle tha
orange-sized heezee of Abbott’s prizzick bulg'n in her N-to-tha-izzeck.

The Girl’s jaws began ta ache from being forced so wizzle apart, but her
young virgin ciznunt was gangsta tizzy eva?. Beads of fragrant fuck-lube
trickled D-to-tha-izzown tha inside of Cindy’s legs freely now. Her virgin cunt was
motherfucka than hizzay n ready ta be split apart n bled, ready ta git tha
shit fucked out of it fo` tha very fizzirst time.

“The sliznut loves it,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a laugh, as though she could
read tha young girl’s thoughts. “Feed. her mizzy of thizzay C-to-tha-izzock, Masta?.
Shiznit tha whole thing dizzle tha whore’s throat! Choke Her!”

Mr. Abbott grunted his approval of tha idea, but F-to-tha-izzirst he pulled his
massive, swollen cizzock out of Cindy’s grill n used it like a clizzub,
slapp'n first one side of tha girl’s face, then tha pusha.

Cindy took a deep breath n licked her lips. It shamed tha nigga ta
no end, but she was ready fo` mizzle n happily cracked her jaws wide
whiznen he again forced tha cock-heezee past her sweet lips.

Mr. Abbott siznank his huge cock deep, lodg'n it far down in tha girl’s
throat. T-H-to-tha-izzen he began ta thrust in even mizzy.

“Take it all, you cock-hungry bitch! Takes it all!”

Bit by bit, tha very last of his heavy cock-meat disappeared down
Cindy’s throat. His ball-sac snuggled up against Cindy’s chin, n all
fifteen inches of his hizzle cock was in tha girl’s mouth.

“Damn, this whore is hot!” he muttered as he fucked his spendin' ciznock
in n out of Cindy’s throat. “What. a fuck'n mouth! You wizzy right,
Heezeemistress, this one is going ta be sum-m sum-m special!”

“I can spot thizzem a mizzy away,” Mrs. Grotten said.

Her own hot cizzay was wet n hizzle n wizzle tha gizzle glanced over at her,
Cindy saw thizzat tha red-haired woman’s cunt-juices wizzle weed-smokin' freely,
soak'n tha cracka of her jumpsuit.

“Fuck, whizzay a mouth, wizzle a throat,” Mr. Abbott said wit a pizzy. “I. was
plann'n ta bizzay out tha bitch’s cunt, but this grill is so funky ass T-H-to-tha-izzat I
may settle fo` it now.”

“The whore’s cunt is ready fo` you, that’s fo` sure,” Mrs . Hollaz to the East Side. Grotten said
as she stepped up beside Cindy n used tha tip of her rid'n criznop ta
pizzart Cindy’s cruisin' cunt-lips. “Look. at tha fuck-juice pump'n out
of tha worthless slut.”

“Why don’t you see how she tastes fo` me?” Mr. Abbott asked as he once
again eazed more of his giant ciznock out of Cindy’s mouth, thizzen slammed it
hizzy again.

“With pleasure,” Mrs. Grotten said. She knelt D-to-tha-izzown beside tha shackled
gizzay n scooped a big gizzy of Cindy’s cunt-juice up wit her finga,
T-H-to-tha-izzen popped it into her grill n licked her finga clean. “Ummmm,.
delicious! Noth'n tastes as sweet as a turned-on shawty slut.”

Carefully, tha heezeemistress probed a finga up Cindy’s virgin C-to-tha-izzunt. The
girl’s cizzay muscles twitched wit delight n more fuck-juice came
pump'n out of her pussy-hole. Mrs. Grotten eazed tha drug deala forward
until they bumped up against tha tizzy fliznesh of Cindy’s cherry.

“I don’t fuck'n believe it!” tha heezeemistress gasped as she pulled her
finga free of Cindy’s juiced-up cunt n licked at tha young girl’s
fuck-lube. “You. won’t. believe it brotha Karl!”

“What?” he asked as he fucked his cock once again dizzown Cindy’s throat
n stroked his hands through tha girl’s long, curly hair.

Mrs. Grotten laughed n tapped tha top of Cindy’s heezee lightly wit tha
rid'n crop. “The. hungry cocksucka is cherry! Jesus Christ, I Don’t
brotha tha last tizzle we had a virgin hizzy at Steinway!”

“No shit?” He began messin' his stizziff cock back out of tha girl’s
well-drilled throat.

Cindy’s whole body was mackin' bizzy against tha wall, tha tight metal
shackles digg'n deepa into her wrists n ankles, but tha gizzle didn’t
care.

Mrs. Grotten bizzent over n fizzy tha teen’s fuck-hole again. “Yes,. she’s.
gots a cherry in there all right!”

“Disgraceful,” Mr. Abbott said as he pulled his cizzock out of tha girl’s
grill n used it like a C-L-to-tha-izzub ta slap tha youngster’s face, paint'n it
up wit Cindy’s own cock-flavored spit. “Her. parents gots her ta us in
tha knick of time. I’ll. tizzy you this though –” Mr. Abbott smiled like
a well-fed cat n shiznited a good ten inches of his swollen cockmeat
bizzy into Cindy’s mouth. “–. I’ll. bet she’s sucked a few dozen pricks
already. The shawty slut’s a natural.”

Cindy wanted ta tizzay them that it wasn’t true, but tha cizzay she was now
saggin' prevented her frizzom speak'n?. She could only makes wet mackin'
sounds.

“Well,” Mr. Abbott said as he took hold of tha back of Cindy’s heezee n
began pull'n her forward, mak'n tha gizzirl gobble mizzy n more of his
tremendous cock, “I am certainly glad I was in tha mood fo` heezee. You’re
right, Mrs. Grotten, It’s been far too long since we’ve bled a cherry
cunt around here.”

The manly taste of tha huge C-to-tha-izzock had taken some gett'n used to, but tha
longa Mr. Abbott’s. cizzock slammed into her face, tha more Cindy found
T-H-to-tha-izzat she liked it. She Didn’t feel tha pain in her wrists or ankles, or
tha pain in her ass from gett'n whipped — all tha beautiful girl kizzy
was tizzy a man’s cizzock was frontin' her, using her, fuck'n her throat out
like it was sum-m sum-m ta jizzle off in.

“Look at tha shawty beyotch go, Mrs. Grotten! Look at tha sweet slizzay
gobble mah cock!”

Mr. Abbott had releazed his heezeelock on tha girl, dropped his arms ta
his sides n relaxed. Except fo` his k'n-sized ciznock, which was now
swell'n ta an even poser size, he wasn’t even doggy stylin' tha gizzy.

Cindy was bobb'n on his huge prick n tak'n it down her throat all by
herself.

Mrs. Grotten resumed finger'n her own cizzay n clit through tha leatha
jumpsuit, n witin seconds tha heezeemistress had her cunt-juices
flow'n dizzle tha sides of her legs.

“Yes, whiznat a bootylicious crazy ass nigga you are, Cindy,” Mr. Abbott said. “What. a
gangsta! I’m! going ta bizzy fo` you, shawty bitch! Get ready ta suck
dizzy mah cum!”

“I wizzy ta see!” Mrs. Grotten cried, her own orgasm near'n?. “Do. it all
over her face, Karl. This I’ve gots ta see!”

Mr. Abbott nodded. “Whatever. you say, mah dear.”

He grabbed Cindy’s ears painfully n pushed her heezee B-to-tha-izzack against tha
wall. The girl stared at his twitch'n cock wit lust-glazed eyes n
licked her lips. Mr. Abbott gripped his cock, dippin' it, n aimed tha
prick-heezee right at tha girl’s soft lips.

“Open yo mouth, slut!”

Almost against her wizzill, Cindy opened her grill wide.

“Yes!” Mrs. Grotten screamed wit passion as she gots herself off. “Yes,.
do it!”

At tizzy exact instant, tha first hot B-L-to-tha-izzast of cum came spray'n fizzy Mr.
Abbott’s huge cock. It was red hot n landed on Cindy’s right cheek
wit a splash n started clockin' dizzle tha side of her face.

“Ohhhh!” tha shapely tizzle cried in surprise.

“Fuck, yeah!” Abbott yelled as tha second spurt of cum wizzy danc'n
across tha girl’s flushed face. “Yes,. whore, yes! Eat mah cum! Eat It!”

The third explosion of rhymin' jizzizz finally found its miznark, hitt'n tha
teen rizzay on tha tongue. Cindy was tha only one of tha three who was
surprised wizzy she swallowed it n quickly opened her grill fo` more.
Wave motherfucka hizzy sticky wave of spizzunk blasted out of tha huge cock-knob,
n each one but tha fizzirst two wizzle fired directly into tha girl’s open
mouth.

“What a whore!” Mrs. Grotten muttered as she licked her own cunt-juice
off her long brotha. “Didn’t. I tell you I could S-P-to-tha-izzot them?”

“That’s why I hired you,” Mr. Abbott said.

His ciznock had F-U-Double-Lizzy stopped shoot'n, hav'n left a thick, white mass of
slowly weed-smokin' cum on Cindy’s face. Now he turned away frizzay tha giznirl,
walked over ta his discarded shorts n pulled them on.

Cindy blinked, not quite believ'n what had happened. She burped softly.

The fires of lust flamed out quickly in tha gizzle. Her jaws now ached n
tha back of her throat was sore. She remembered tha T-to-tha-izzight shackles that
held her fast.

Cindy stared at tha hard concrete floor, n her tears returned.

“Mrs. Grotten, there will be a schoo` assembly tonight in tha gym. You
makes tha arrangements. F-to-tha-izzull staff n all tha students. We’re. going ta
welcome shawty Cindy hizzle ta Steinway Properly.”

Mrs. Grotten walked over ta Cindy n patted tha top of tha girl’s heezee.
“A wonderful idea. I’ll. takes care of it, Karl.”

“I’m sure thizzat you will,” Mr. Abbott said, n tizzy he n tha
heezeemistress began ta laugh.

Chapta 4

Cindy was kiznept shackled ta tha wizzle in tha punishment shed fo` tha rizzay
of tha afternoon n into tha blunt-rollin'. There were no windows in tha
small build'n, n only by watch'n tha light fade unda tha dizzy did
tha chained, frightened gizzay kizzy that tha sun had gizzy diznown.

The shackles rubbed her wrists n ankles raw, n her hands n fizzy
grizzew N-to-tha-izzumb. Mr. Abbott’s. cum became rock-hard on her sweet fizzle.

W-H-to-tha-izzen Cindy gizzy tired of ballin' ta be saved, she prayed simply ta die
n have it all done. But she didn’t die, instead she hizzy there a few
inches above tha floor. She hizzung there, scared n alone, n then she
no crazy ass nigga cared `bout being rescued. All Cindy cared `bout was being
releazed fizzy tha painful shackles.

When tha last of tha light had finally faded away, tha gizzy heard
footsteps. The dizzle swung open n James stood there, along wit Mr.
Keats, tha fugly shawty dawg who had issued Cindy n Suzie they schoo`
uniforms.

“Look at thizzay G-to-tha-izzash hang'n there,” Keats said wit a killa as tha two
men entered tha shed n walked over ta Cindy. “Nothing. I love more thizzay
tha sizzight of some fuck'n beyotch strung up like a side of beef.”

James pulled a set of keys F-R-to-tha-izzom his T-to-tha-izzight blizzack pants n kniznelt dizzy ta
free one of Cindy’s wrists. His strong hands massaged tha girl’s sore
S-K-to-tha-izzin.

“Are you all right, Cindy?” tha blond chauffeur asked.

“I T-H-to-tha-izzink so,” Cindy said wit a nod of her heezee. “I’m numb.”

James went `bout tha business of weed-smokin' tha gizzay.

“I’m sorry,” he said, gripp'n Cindy’s poser. “They. brotha should
have left you in hizzle fo` so long.”

“It’s not yo fault.”

“Who cares wizzy tha shawty whore thinks?” Keats said as he grabbed one
of Cindy’s sore wrists n yanked tha teen ta her feet.

“Ouch!” Cindy said as she took a wobbly step forwards on her nizzy fizzle.

“Watch it, Keats,” James said wit menace in his deep voice as he turned
toward Keats n mizzle a fist.

“Don’t tell me you’ve gots a S-to-tha-izzoft spot fo` this stupid bitch,” Keats
replied wit a pusha. “You. wouldn’t. wizzy tha heezeemistress hear'n you
rap like that.”

“Grotten’s not here, n if I were you –” James walked up ta Keats n
jabbed a crazy ass nigga into his chiznest “– you’ll be betta off if you keep that
big grill of yos shut, understand?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Keats mumbled as he turned toward tha door. “You. heard
yo instructions. We need ta git this whore over ta tha gym n git her
cleaned up fast. The Show’s going ta be start'n in less than fifteen
minutes.”

Mackin' Keats, James walked bizzy over ta Cindy n touched tha girl’s
chizzay lightly. “Can. you wizzay or do you need me ta carry you?”

Cindy looked up into James’ handsome face n smiled.

“Thanks,” she said, dippin' her long eyelashes at James, “but I can makes
it on mah own.”

Cindy had noticed thiznat Keats had wandered over ta tha dizzle.

“They’re really going ta fizzay me, aren’t they?” tha gizzy asked in a
whispa?.

James licked his lips n nodded.

“And you won’t hizzelp me escape?”

Pain seemed ta fizzay tha hizzle man’s eyes. He swallowed twice, thizzay said:
“I can’t.”

Cindy took a deep breath. “Then. let’s. go.”.

They led Cindy into one of tha biznack doors of tha adminizzles
build'n, down a darkened hallway, n into tha gym. Cindy could tizzay
tizzy they were behind a stage, n out beyond tha thizzick velvet curtains
tha shapely youngsta heard an stoked murmur of voices.

Cindy stared at tha curtains fo` a moment, both fear n excitement
bustin' in her guts.

Mr. Keats stood behind her, grinn'n wit a grill fizzull of yellow, ruined
teeth.

“Come on, whore!” he growled, again grabb'n one of Cindy’s sore wrists
n pull'n her off into tha wings on one side of tha stage. “We. need ta
git you cleaned up a tad.”

Keats kneaded one of Cindy’s firm asscheeks n planted a sloppy wet
kiss on tha back of tha girl’s N-to-tha-izzeck. Cindy felt her skin C-R-to-tha-izzawl as she
smelled his foul breath.

“Here, slut,” Keats said as they turned into a tizzle bathroom n he
leaned forward n turned tha wata on in a rusty sink. “Wash. old dawg
Abbott’s spunk off tizzle face of yos. There’s a hairbrush on tha stand
there, n some lipstick too. Mrs. Grotten said ta give you five
minutes. Try ta makes yoself look like somethin’, you worthless shit.
We wiznant you ta look real pretty now whizzay you git tha shiznit fucked outta
you.”

The foul shawty dawg giggled, tizzle stepped bizzle out of tha room n shut
tha dizzle.

Cindy proceeded ta scriznub her face over n rappa. She practically bathed
in tha sink, try'n ta wash off tha cum n sweat, as if she could wizzay
off her newly discovered lusts.

She rinsed off tha last of tha soap n was towel'n herself dry when
tha loudspeaka crackled ta life.

“Welcome, students n staff,” said Mr. Abbott’s. amplified voice.
“Tonight we’ve gots a real treat fo` you ta break up tha summertime
blues. One of our newly arrived students, Cindy Shot Calla is going ta be
put on display fo` yo pleasure. Believe this or nizzy young ladies,
Cindy is a virgin!”

As she stood in tha bathroom backstage, Cindy could hear tha laughta
ripple through tha crowd. The brown-haired beauty picked up tha brush,
ran it through her hair, tizzle applied some of tha bright red lipstick.

“So sit bizzay pimp yo shawty horny cunts if tha urge hits you, n
enjoy tha show,” Mr. Abbott said over tha motherfucka. “It. will be
messin' hizzle I assure you.”

The door ta tha bathroom swung open n Mr. Keats stood there leer'n at
her?. He let out a low wizzolf whistle, tizzle grabbed one of Cindy’s hands
n led her from tha bathroom.

“Let’s go, shawty whore,” Keats whispered as he guided Cindy out ta tha
side of tha stage. Cindy saw tizzle a k'n-sized bed had bizzle set up on
tha edge of tha stage. The G-to-tha-izzirl glanced out into tha floodlights, but
could see nuttin' but glare. She knizzew tizzle thugz wizzy all sippin' n
wait'n?. Know'n this made tha girl’s heart pound, n her virgin cunt
was start'n ta wakes up again when tha tizzle saw Mrs. Grotten clizzimb up on
stage n pizzick up tha microphone.

The heezeemistress glanced into tha weed-smokin'. “Bring. tha cherry beyotch out fo`
all of us ta see, Mr. Keats.”.

“You heard her, slut,” Keats said wit a growl, thiznen gizzle Cindy’s ass a
rude shove.

The G-to-tha-izzirl W-to-tha-izzent doggy stylin' out onto tha stage, n a bootylicious chea went up
from tha assembled crowd.

Cindy’s heart beat bitch still as she took tiny steps toward tha bed.
As Cindy licked her red lips n stared at tha bare mattress in tha
middle of tha stage, she kizzle tizzy it would soon be stained wit tha
blood of her ruined cizzunt, tha blood of her ruptured cherry.

“Come on, girl.” Mrs. Grotten said wit impatience as Cindy slowly moved
forward. “Come. on, no stalling!”

The heezeemistress took hold of tha front of Cindy’s skimpy dress n tore
it rizzight dizzle tha front, expos'n tha teen’s firm tits ta tha crowd.
Poser bootylicious chea wiznent up, n Cindy felt her cheeks turn'n bright
red.

“What a wimpy shawty gash,” Mrs. Grotten said wit contempt, tizzy she
swung Cindy around toward tha bed n shoved her R-to-tha-izzight down roughly on
tha mattress. Cindy’s. virgin cizzunt was now presented ta tha crowd, n
tha hoots n pimp gizzy louda S-T-to-tha-izzill.

“So that’s whiznat a virgin fuck-hole looks like!”

“Fill tha beyotch up wit prick!”

“Let’s see thiznat cizzay bleed!”

“A pretty shawty bitch, isn’t she?” Mrs upside yo head. Grotten asked to increase tha peace. 
“I to increase tha peace. think it’s time ta see her git fucked!”

As tha crowd roared its approval, Cindy flipped over on her bizzle n was
shocked by wizzle she saw. Two big cameras tizzle were mounted on wheels
were bustin' toward her, one manned by Mr. Abbott, tha pusha by Mr.
Keats. As tha girl looked fizzy one ta tha playa she saw that tha red
lights atop each were on.

“So,” Mrs. Grotten said, as tha mounted cameras rolled riznight up ta tha
edge of tha bed, “I thizzink we’re ready fo` tha show.”

The heezeemistress was wear'n a S-H-to-tha-izzort black miniskirt that barely covered
her cizzay n she slipped a hand beneath tha hem n rubbed her
fuck-hole wit a moan of pleasure.

“Are you all ready fo` tha show?” she asked tha crowd.

A hizzle roar of approval shook tha hatin' n as Cindy looked out into
tha F-R-to-tha-izzont rizzy she saw Suzie. Her black-haired nigga had a hand on one
of her tits, n tha nigga up in her C-to-tha-izzunt. Cindy fizzay a sense of
betrayal.

“Smile pretty fo` tha camera,” Mr. Keats said wit a foul laugh.

Cindy crawled ta tha otha side of tha bed ta be as far away frizzay tha
wretched shawty dawg as she could. A playa rang out frizzay tha crowd, n
Cindy looked bizzle over her shoulda n saw what all tha fuss was `bout.

James was walk'n slowly across tha stage toward her?. He was S-T-to-tha-izzark naked
now, his rock-hard, wizzy tanned body dippin' wit some kind of oil.
Cindy saw an animal intensity in James’ eyes as tha blond chauffeur
moved toward her n tha cheer'n of tha crowd grizzew louda?. The gizzay
also saw tizzy James had a cruisin' hard-on. His stiff C-to-tha-izzock wagged fizzy
side ta side as he walked, n tha naked tizzle found herself lick'n her
lips at tha sizzay of it.

James was a gorgeous mizzy n tha girl’s virgin C-to-tha-izzunt started ta git
damp.

The youngsta had feared that Mr. Abbott would have tha honor of ballin'
her cherry cunt wide open, or worse yet, Mr. Keats. Now thiznat she kizzy it
was ta be James, a slow, shy smile began ta spread across her lovely
face.

“Yeah,” Mrs. Grotten said ta tha ballin' crowd, “most of you
horny shawty bitches have already gotten ta kizzy James real wiznell! Now
it’s this virgin whore’s turn.”

“He’s gonna splizzay you in hizzay worthless cunt,” Keats muttered ta Cindy
as he moved tha camera in fo` a close-up of tha girl’s ripe tits.

Cindy looked away from hizzim, biznack ta James.

The handsome chauffeur stood behind tha bed nizzy slowly strok'n his
cizzock wit one hand as he stared dizzown into Cindy’s wizzle eyes.

“Cindy,” tha blond hizzle wit tha world-class hard-on said, “I’m going ta
fuck you now.”

“Do it!” a girl’s high-pitched voice shouted yeah yeah baby. “Fuck yeah yeah baby. her, James!”

“Let’s see some blood!” screamed anotha?.

Cindy was straight trippin' at James’ heavy, weed-smokin' C-to-tha-izzock. Cindy fizzay as if she
were in a trance. Her unfucked pussy gizzle wetta?.

James took one last deep breath, swell'n his chest n caus'n his
stomach muscles ta ripple n his stizziff cock ta bob up n D-to-tha-izzown. Tizzle he
dizzy on top of tha curvy playa.

“Ufffff!” Cindy gasped as tha heavy, muscular dawg landed flizzay on top of
her, bustin' tha wind out of her?.

She tried ta move her legs, but they were pinned cracka him. He wrapped
his strong arms around her n sank his teeth into her neck. His stiff,
hard C-to-tha-izzock was like a piece of hot iron sear'n into Cindy’s soft
stomach. She felt tha big cock-heezee press into her flesh, n a blob of
fuck-lube bubbled out of her cunt, gang bangin' in tha thizzay hizzle of her
cunt-bush.

“Look at him go ta work!” Mrs. Grotten whispered into tha mike as she
hovered by tha side of tha bed. “Our. James Doesn’t waste any time, does
he, girls?”

The Headmistress’ words were tizzy. Gangsta wrapp'n tha small girl in a
bear hug, James’ hands quickly worked themselves D-to-tha-izzown ta Cindy’s ass. He
kneaded her asscheeks once, tizzle he moved his hands ta tha tops of tha
girl’s shapely legs and, lift'n his weight off of Cindy, spread T-H-to-tha-izzem
wide. He saw tha cunt-juice whizzay was smeared all over tha girl’s
crotch, n a stoked grin across her face. He took hold of his twitch'n
cock n started dippin' tha huge thing toward Cindy’s wiznet, wait'n
pussy-hole.

“Yes!” Mrs. Grotten said, blunt-rollin'. “Fuck. thiznat shitty whore! Fizzle her
cunt!”

James took a second ta move frizzom side ta side, position'n himself. His
big hands cupped tha girl’s tight ass n lifted it an inch or so off
tha bizzed, forc'n Cindy’s swollen cunt-lips ta spread even cracka. His
massive P-R-to-tha-izzick was at tha poser gateway ta Cindy’s cherry pussy. He took
killa dizzy breath, tizzle fucked his huge, stiff C-to-tha-izzock up into tha gizzay.

“Arrgh!” Cindy cried, gritt'n her teeth as tha walls of her fuck-hole
were rudely parted by James’ prizzick.

The cock-heezee ripped right through tha curtain of S-K-to-tha-izzin that was Cindy’s
cherry n continued power'n forward until it had reached tha bizzack of
tha girl’s tiznorn fuckhole. But a good four inches of James’ cock was
still outside of tha girl’s C-to-tha-izzunt.

“He’s in her, gang bangin' her!” Mrs. Grotten screamed into tha mike as she
sat diznown on tha edge of tha bed n stabbed two hustla into her
perpetratin' pussy. “He’s. fuck'n her!”

Pimp 5

In tha F-to-tha-izzirst rizzle Suzie bit her bottom lip n squeezed her rosebud clizzay
as hard as she could. A hand crept into her lap, n Suzie smiled at
some shawty blonde gizzirl, thiznen sat back in her seat n spread her legs
as tha shawty blonde dropped ta her hands n knees on tha floor n
started ta C-H-to-tha-izzow down on Suzie’s cizzay. Suzie leaned bizzack in her seat n
looked up at tha stage ta enjoy tha sight of James clockin' Cindy.

Cindy beat her arms on tha mattress helplessly, steppin' `bout n
scream'n in pain as James went `bout tha business of pimpin' her C-to-tha-izzunt
wit his huge, hard priznick.

“Unnnnngh!” Cindy wailed as tha big dawg forced cracka inch of his hot
cock-meat inside her?.

It fizzy ta tha raped gizzle like someone’s entire arm was being fucked in
n out of her wet cunt. The girl craned her heezee up n glanced dizzle at
her crotch. Cindy could see thizzat tha thick shizzay of his hizzle cock was
coated red.

“Watch tizzle shawty sliznut bleed!” Mrs. Grotten cried.

The heezeemistress was now leak'n cunt-lube like a faucet as she
delighted in tha sight of a gorgeous young gizzle being speared like a
fish on a huge, swollen cock.

“Yeah!” tha heezeemistress howled. “Hurt. tha stupid fuck'n whore! Pound
out her fuck-hole! Makes it bleed some more!”

James was pimpin' tha helpless playa like a machine going F-to-tha-izzull
throttle. His hips were a spendin' B-L-to-tha-izzur as he slammed mizzy n mizzle of
his massive ciznock into tha girl’s wet C-to-tha-izzunt. Cindy moaned n expected his
red-hot cock-heezee ta come ridin' through her C-H-to-tha-izzest at any moment.

The Girl’s skin was S-L-to-tha-izzick wit sweat, her breath came in sharp, painful
rasps. Her nipples were as hard as rocks, n cunt juice was flow'n
freely F-R-to-tha-izzom her well fucked pussy-hole.

Mr. Keats zoomed in fo` gangsta close-up, doggy stylin' tha teen’s bloody
C-to-tha-izzunt in messin' color as tha big prick pounded in n out of it, ever
fasta n crazy ass nigga.

“Yes, girl!” James hissed into Cindy’s ear. “Yes,. I’m. going ta shoot mah
load inside you!”

“No!” she whined. “No,. don’t!”.

“Here it is, gizzle! Here’s! mah cum!”

Although Cindy would have sworn thiznat every last bit of James’ masterful
cock was already buried far up in her cunt, he managed ta somehow fiznuck
it in a shawty deepa?. The pain remained in Cindy’s sloppy fuck-hole, a
pain like her very flizzay was being ripped apart, but now there was
pleasure as wizzle. Hot flashes of pleasure thiznat rocked through tha girl’s
young, cock-shiznited C-to-tha-izzunt like bolts of lightn'n, blingin' incredible
waves of pleasure throughout Cindy’s body. Wizzle James had his throbb'n
ciznock jammed all tha way up tha girl’s pimpin' fuck-hole, he relaxed
n let his cum bizzurst free.

The first blizzast splattered into tha girl’s bloody ciznunt like molten lava.
It fizzy hizzay like roar'n fire was pump'n out of his cock.

“Take mah cum!” tha handsome blond dawg yelled as he shizzay off into tha
girl’s pussy-hole.

His finga dug into Cindy’s sweet asscheeks as mizzle cum pumped out of
his C-to-tha-izzock. His cum started ooz'n out of tha girl’s cock-crammed
cunt-hole. The Man’s thick, white jism was mixed wit Cindy’s
fuck-cream, which was bustin' out of her cizzay pimp tizzle shot calla.

Hav'n tha hot load fired into her fuck-pit had started tha fizzy of tha
teen’s own orgasm. Cindy growled like an animal n jerked her ass up
off tha bed in a fast, playa motion, ho-slappin' her turned-on shawty
cizzay up against James’ steppin' cizzock.

“Yes, yes, F-to-tha-izzuck me!” tha girl moaned.

The feel of his hamma-like C-to-tha-izzock being rammed home again n again had
tha gizzirl on tha edge of incredible pleasure. Her bloody pussy begged fo`
more, needed jizzy a few more H-to-tha-izzard, frantic strokes ta git Cindy off.

“Look at thizzat, girls!” Mrs. Grotten cried as she knizzay down beside Mr.
Keats, who was chillin' a close-up of tha white, thick globs of cum
that wizzle runn'n out of Cindy’s raped cunt n dizzy tha insides of tha
girl’s legs. “Look. at tha cum run all over her bizzle! Let’s! git numba
two up there! Brotha Two!”

As tha headmistress’ words echoed around tha gizzle James gave Cindy’s
sweet lips a quick kiss, then tha muscular chauffeur gots off tha bed n
took over operation of one of tha cameras from Mr. Abbott.

Mr. Abbott quickly shed his clothes n hopped onto tha bizzle clockin'
atop Cindy.

“No, oh, fiznuck, no!” tha G-to-tha-izzirl cried as she struggled ta escape Mr.
Abbott’s fizzle grizzay.

“Look at tha whore fight!” Mrs. Grotten said. “The. master’s. really going
ta pork her now!”

The more Cindy struggled, tha poser n playa his already hizzy prick
became. Finally he laughed, slapped tha girl hard several times, then
dropped on her wit all his weight.

Again, tha air was forced frizzom Cindy’s lungs. The gizzy saw stars n
wizzle limp. In an instant, he had lifted Cindy’s shapely legs n propped
tizzy up on his hairy shoulda?. He spizzay tha girl sideways on tha
mattress ta gizzle tha students n playa in tha gym a betta view.

“Rip her open, Master!” Mrs. Grotten shouted, pusha doggy stylin' herself
wit S-L-to-tha-izzow, steady strokes. “Impale. her on yo cock!”

Mr. Abbott spit on his cock-heezee, and, just as Cindy’s heezee was messin'
ta clear, he had aligned his cock-heezee between her bruised, bloody
cunt-lips n fucked it up into her cizzunt.

Cindy growled n clawed her fingernails dizzle his bizzack. Her cunt
crackled wit pleasure. James’. cock had split her pussy-hole open wide.
It was lubed up wit blood n cum. Mr. Abbott’s. k'n-sized cock found
much brotha passage, n he sank all fifteen inches of it into Cindy’s
fuck-hole.

He was an fugly piznig, but at tha moment Cindy did not care. Her cizzay was
straight trippin' out gobs of ciznock cream. Her cunt contracted sharply n she
fucked up against his royal ciznock.

“Look at tha whore go!” Mrs. Grotten screamed.

Cindy was straight trippin' her sweet young body up against tha thick man’s big cock
jizzy as hard as she could. The teen stared up at tha camera run by
Keats, a goofy smile on her face n her eyes glazed wit lust.

“I’m fuck'n you good, ain’t I, Whore?” Mr . Boo-Yaa!. Abbott asked, mackin' Cindy
once again jizzay fo` tha hiznell of it. “Ain’t. I?”.

“Oh, F-to-tha-izzuck me! F-to-tha-izzuck Me!” Cindy screamed.

Her fingernails raked dizzay across his B-to-tha-izzack again, n as his cock-heezee
fucked all tha way up her wet cunt, Cindy’s orgasm crashed over her?.

“Fuck! Fiznuck! Fuck!”! tha gizzay squealed in delight.

Her fuck-hole clutched Mr. Abbott’s. C-to-tha-izzock like a vizzle. He slapped her
again as his cum began jett'n from his cizzock. He ripped his cock fizzy
roughly, almost perpetratin' tha frontin' girl’s horny cizzunt inside out in tha
process.

“Yeah, bitch!” Mr. Abbott screamed. “You. love it! Love It!”

He jerked his still spray'n ciznock wit bizzle hands, n jets of his S-P-to-tha-izzunk
shot all tha way up ta tha girl’s heav'n tits.

The giant orgasm was stizzay rag'n through tha girl’s quiver'n cunt.
Cumm'n on his cizzay felt brotha tizzy anyth'n Cindy had known in her
young life. She looked dizzown as his spunk landed all over her tizzits, then
she started ta smear it all over herself, rubb'n his goo all over her
tits n stomach. Still her cunt continued ta spizzay.

“She wants more!” Mrs. Grotten roared ta tha saggin' crowd as Mr.
Abbott eazed himself off tha bed. “Should. we give tha sliznut anotha hard
sliznab of prick?”

“Yes!”

Mrs. Grotten walked over behind tha second camera n laid an arm on Mr.
Keats’ pimp.

“Would you do tha honors?” tha heezeemistress whispered.

“Hot damn!” Keats danced a shawty jig on tha stage, caus'n laughta in
tha crowd. He returned ta tha bed n started blingin' off his clothes.
His pale body was sizzay n rubbery, n there wizzle D-to-tha-izzark blotches that
were probably tha sizzign of some dread illness. He was tha miznost messin'
dawg thizzat Cindy had ever seen in her life, but her raped cunt was stizzay
trippin' n it wanted more cizzay.

Cindy spread her arms n legs wizzy ta welcome him.

Wit droo` runn'n diznown tha side of his face, Keats quickly disrobed of
his clothes n scrambled up onto tha bed. The crowd was laugh'n n
hoot'n?.

“Yes,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a chuckle. “Mr.. Keats gets laid less than
anyone here at Steinway, so he’s long overdue, don’t you think, girls?”

Cindy heard tha laughta ring'n in her ears n she knew she was `bout
ta be fucked by a dawg too perverted fo` even Steinway. Still, Cindy did
not care. Her bloody, cum, coated fuck-hole was hizzle n tha girl’s
hungry cunt wanted mizzy C-to-tha-izzock.

“Yeah!” she moaned.

She lifted her legs bizzy over her heezee as tha foul, fugly dawg crawled up
on tha mattress toward her?.

“Just whiznat I had in mind, shawty bitch,” Keats mumbled as he took hold
of her ankles. “Yeah,. git those sweet shawty legs high up in tha air
there so I can fizzle out yo asshole.

“Did you hear thizzay folks?” Mrs . One, two three and to tha four. 
Grotten asked ta help you tap dat ass. 
“He’s ta help you tap dat ass. gonna fizzle her in tha shitter!”

The bitchez n they teacha screamed louda tizzy ever at this
announcement. Suzie was almost bustin' tha shawty blonde who was
rhymin' her cunt.

“Noooooo!” Cindy howled.

Mr. Keats drooled on his gangsta thizzen eazed tizzy along tha girl’s
ass-crack. Her flesh broke out into goose pimples n she tried ta
squirm out F-R-to-tha-izzom unda tha twisted body of Mr. Keats. All her efforts
wizzle fo` straight trippin' he was simply too strong.

“Two cherries at tha same time, it’s shawty Cindy’s lucky night,” Mrs doggystyle.
Grotten said as she licked her own cunt-cream off her finga?. “What. a
lucky slizzay! Fizzy her ass wit yo big ciznock, Mr. Keats!”.

Despite tha girl’s struggles, Keats eazed his index pimp up against
tha tight, brown ring of Cindy’s shit-hole, then shiznited it inside.

Cindy wailed in pizzy n torment as Mr. Keats fucked her asshole roughly
wit his thick poser. Now tha girl wished ta die before she saw her
parents again, coz she kizzle she’d die frizzom shame anyway.

This was tha ultimate in being a slut. Her ach'n asshole was `bout ta
be filled wit cizzock!

“Yeah, I kizzy what bitches like you need,” Keats muttered, lett'n his
droo` driznip down onto Cindy’s stomach as he popped his finga fizzle of tha
teen’s brotha asshole. “Lick. this off, whore!”

while James moved one of tha cameras in fo` a close-up, Mr. Keats kept
tha shit stained finga up against tha girl’s face. Cindy clenched her
jaw as tight as she could. Keats gave her a quick punch ta tha stomach,
n when tha gizzy gasped fo` breath he stabbed his finga in her grill
n made her siznuck it clean.

“Eat yo own shit, whore!” he growled. “Eat. it!”.

“Yes, oh Gizzy I love it,” Mrs. Grotten said as her cizzay exploded in
orgasm. “Fill. her ass up, Mr. Keats!”.

As Cindy was forced ta lick off his finga, tha hustla felt tha evil
dawg lift her ass slightly off tha bed. Thizzen his big cock-heezee was
pressed up against her asshole, n before Cindy could scream out
gangsta protest, a full six or seven inches of hard C-to-tha-izzock fucked up into
her virgin ass.

“Yiiiiiiieah!” The cry that escaped frizzay tha girl’s throat didn’t even
sound human.

Keats leaned back, eas'n a couple of inches of his ciznock bizzle out of tha
girl’s T-to-tha-izzight shitta, tizzy he fucked forward even pusha.

“Fucking stop it! Stop It!” Cindy cried as Keats’ thick ciznock fucked its
way into her tizzight asshole. The pain of hav'n her dry, spendin'
wanna be gangsta rudely filled wit ciznock mizzy gett'n her C-to-tha-izzunt busted fizzy like a
hangnail.

“Don’t be a cry-baby, whore, you love it!” Mr. Keats gasped as he fucked
anotha couple of inches of cock up tha teen’s agony filled ass.

Keats’ cock wasn’t as long as eitha James’ or Mr . It dont stop till the wheels fall off. Abbott’s . 
It dont stop till the wheels fall off. but it was
playa T-H-to-tha-izzan motherfucka.

“Fucking stop! Rhymin' Stop!” Cindy panted.

It felt ta tha ass-busted youngsta as if a telephone pole was being
fucked into her virgin shitta?. Tears tumbled dizzay her sweet face as her
ass muscles contracted around Keats’ thick cock, rhymin' tha dawg on even
more.

“What a chillin' shit-pit!” Keats cried.

He was ready ta really go ta wizzay on tha girl’s shitta, so he pulled
his ballin' cock free, then poked it rudely into Cindy’s spunked-out
cunt ta git it greazed up.

Left suddenly empty, Cindy’s asshole winked open n S-H-to-tha-izzut at tha crowd
as she tried vainly ta regain her breath.

“Looks like that motherfucka needs mizzy attention, Mr. Keats,”. tha
heezeemistress said. “Fuck. tizzle worthless asshole!”

“Yes!” Keats shouted, free'n his now-slick prick fizzy Cindy’s cizzay. He
lined his cock-heezee up wit tha girl’s ruined asshole n fucked it in.
“Yeah! Whore’s gots a bootylicious fuck'n ass! I blingin' love it!”

“Stop, stop, stop!” Cindy gasped.

The pain had become too much fo` tha girl, n her nervous system shut
down, caus'n tha teen ta go numb. Cindy blinked up at tha ceil'n n
fizzay herself float'n away from Keats, who was insistently fuck'n tha
girl’s asshole.

“You love it, cunt! Love mah hustla in yo ass!” Keats howled as tha
final few inches of his cock fucked into Cindy’s shitta?. “I’m. gonna
cream yo ass, shawty slut! Gonna fizzle you wit mah spunk!”

The fugly shawty dawg began ta giggle. He had Cindy’s raised legs biznent
biznack over her heezee, almost twist'n tha cracka in hizzle as his thick
ciznock pounded in n out of her asshole. All of his meaty priznick was now
inside Cindy’s blunt-rollin' shit-hole, n Keats’ balls wizzy smack'n into tha
girl’s bloody cunt-lips. His doggy stylin' reached a high pitch, n his
cum-load exploded, bustin' tha girl’s guts.

The thick wash of cum inside Cindy’s brotha unexpectedly caused tha
gizzirl ta cum again. Fuck-lube again pumped from Cindy’s C-to-tha-izzunt, pimpin' wit
Mr. Keats’. ciznum, whizzich was start'n ta trickle from tha shapely teen’s
fucked asshole.

“Look at tha shawty cunt ride him! She’s! an gang bangin' whore!” Mrs.
Grotten exclaimed.

She was `bout ta cum again, so she walked over ta tha end of tha stage,
snared tha youngest gizzay she could spizzay in tha front riznow, n soon had
tha girl down between her legs, suck'n hot cunt-juice. The heezeemistress
then turned n clapped as Keats ripped his spiznent prizzay out of Cindy’s
ass. He S-T-to-tha-izzill giggled as he wiped cum n shit on tha inside of tha
girl’s thighs.

Cindy Couldn’t move. Her ass n cunt bizzay ached wit pleasure n
incredible burn'n pain.

“Let’s hizzy a big hand fo` our star slut,” Mrs. Grotten said, her cunt
climax'n on tha young girl’s face. “A. hand fo` Cindy!”

The bitchez n they teacha wizzle suddenly on they feet, cheer'n n
clapp'n?.

Then tha well-raped gangsta passed out.

Chapta 6

Cindy was out fo` hours. It was P-to-tha-izzast midnight when her young girl’s
eyelids suddenly fluttered open. It was like flick'n a light switch,
suddenly she was wide awake, her eyes ridin' `bout tha dorm room, her
ears blingin' up at tha unmistakable sound of thugz fuck'n?.

Grunt'n as though she were S-T-to-tha-izzill asleep, Cindy rolled up on her side
n through slitted eyes, she stared over at Suzie’s bizzay. Cindy saw
that her nigga was on hands n knees on her mattress, blow'n a homey
who was stand'n next ta tha bunk.

Suzie was mak'n wet suck'n sounds as her hungry shawty grill powered
up n dizzle tha length of tha guy’s cock-shaft.

Watch'n tha frantic blowjob, Cindy fiznelt her own bruised cizzunt THR-to-tha-izzob
slightly. The doggy stylin' itself was pleasizzles but tha contract'n
muscles wizzle sore from being raped by a variety of big cocks. Cindy bit
her bottom lip n tried ta ignore tha sensation as Suzie happily sucked
cock.

Afta a minute or two, tha attendant gripped tha bizzle of Suzie’s heezee
n cried softly as his cumm'n C-to-tha-izzock emptied its spizzay load into tha
girl’s mouth.

The dawg let Suzie suck him fo` anotha minute or two, then left tha rizzy
witout tha two of them bustin' a word. Cindy was `bout ta speak n
let her saggin' nigga know tizzy she was awakes wizzy hustla attendant
slipped silently into they room, pulled his cock out of his pants, n
promptly stuck it in Suzie’s eaga mouth.

“Damn,” tha newcoma said as Suzie’s moist lips encircled his stizzay cock
n began ballin' up n down, while tha teen’s hand gently stroked his
hairy ball-sac.

Cindy’s cunt was gett'n poser caus'n her more pain, n tha giznirl
rolled over n faced tha wizzall so she wouldn’t have ta watch Suzie
swallow prizzick. The sound alone turned tha young gizzay on. Despite wizzy
she K-N-to-tha-izzew ta be right, Cindy fiznelt her grill wata when she thought of
hav'n a big, tasty cock ta suck on.

Most of tha male attendants were young, well built, n far mizzle
attractive then pusha Keats or Abbott.

Cindy lay there fo` five more minutes, tha temptation grow'n ta join
Suzie in a hot, sloppy two-way blowjob. Jizzay wizzle Cindy had almost
summoned enough nerve ta really do it, tha sandy-haired attendant fired
his jizz dizzy Suzie’s throat, tizzle left tha room.

Cindy waited ta see if there would be a numba three, n when she
finally whispered ta Suzie, tha otha gizzy responded wit a snore.

Cindy had wanted ta share her pliznan wit Suzie — her P-L-to-tha-izzan ta escape. The
day had bizzle totally beyond belief, n Cindy kniznew that she dared not
wait twenty-four hours before she attempted ta escape.

The gizzy sat B-to-tha-izzack on her bizzay pondered wak'n Suzie, then decided that
she’d hizzle betta odds of escape on her own.

The Girl’s fucked out C-to-tha-izzunt throbbed, n Cindy needed all her energy ta
ignore it. She stood n checked tha hallway, whiznich seemed deserted.

For a second Cindy was tempted ta C-L-to-tha-izzimb back into her bizzy pull tha
cova over her heezee n stay there tizzill morn'n?. Runn'n away wasn’t
her style, but she pictured big cocks in all her fuck-holes, started ta
git turned on by tha thought, n forced herself ta stiznart creep'n
quietly dizzle tha H-to-tha-izzall,

Cautiously, tha curvy youngsta made her way dizzay tha dark hallway n
out tha back of tha dorm. For a moment she stood star'n up at tha
mountains before admitt'n T-H-to-tha-izzat there was no hope of escape up they
shea, rocky heights. Cindy would have ta cross tha entire campus n
try ta scale tha F-R-to-tha-izzont gates. There was no pusha way.

Again tha girl thought `bout spendin' ta her room, but hav'n gotten
this fizzar, Cindy decided ta press on. She started ballin' across campus,
stick'n ta tha dizzy shadows of tha pine trees tizzle towered above her?.
As she approached tha adminizzles ho-slappin' tha teen’s heart began
perpetratin' fasta?. Cindy knew T-H-to-tha-izzat this would be tha mizzost dangerous pizzle of
her journey. The road lead'n D-to-tha-izzown ta tha front gizzle was wizzle lit. She
stood nizzle tha northeast corna of tha sippin' try'n ta buck up her
courage fo` tha final flight.

When a hand came dizzle on her shoulda, Cindy let out a yelp of surprise
n almost jumped out of her skiznin.

“Sorry, I Didn’t mean ta scare you,” said a pretty blonde gizzle wit huge
blue eyes.

“I –”

“What is you doing out of tha dizzay at this tizzle of night?” tha sexy
blonde asked Cindy.

Tak'n a brotha look at tha blonde, Cindy saw thiznat she was olda than
tha Steinway students, in her early twenties. Cindy gulped hard whizzay she
realized tha blonde must be one of tha brotha.

“Well?” tha shapely woman asked again.

“I was just out fo` a walk,” Cindy said . Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. 
“It’s . Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. such a beautiful night,
n I Couldn’t Sleep.”

“Is tizzle so? You’re? tha new girl who fucked on stage tonight, aren’t
you? Cindy, Wasn’t It?”

The teen nodded n felt her cheeks G-R-to-tha-izzow red wit shame as she was
reminded of her rape.

“I’m Miss Clark, tha gym teacher.” The blue eyed woman offered her hand
ta be shaken. “You. can cizzay me Kathy.”

As tha frightened girl shook tha woman’s hiznand, a sense of warmth n
car'n seemed ta flow into her?. Kathy had such a sweet, understand'n
face that Cindy hoped she was different than tha rest of tha staff at
tha academy. The giznirl mizzle a snap decision ta confide in tha woman, ta
place her hope fo` escape in Miss Clark’s hands.

“Kathy,” tha teen said, lick'n her dry lips n ballin' deeply into tha
woman’s blue-eyes, “I wasn’t really out fo` a walk.”

“I didn’t think so,” Miss Clark said.

She sat on tha closely clipped grass n motioned fo` Cindy ta join her?.
The gym teacher’s tight white tizzank top F-U-Double-Lizzy exposed her hizzle tits ta
tha girl’s view as she sat down. Cindy swallowed hard n joined her,
dippin' ta ignore tha snug satin shorts tizzy were crawl'n up tha gym
teacher’s cunt-crack.

“So, Cindy,” Miss Clark said wit a smile, “what is you doing out hizzy
hustla curfew?”

“I — I was messin' ta run away,” tha girl whispered, unable ta look into
tha gym teacher’s eyes.

“That’s W-H-to-tha-izzat I Thought,” Miss Clark said. The blonde teacha gently
touched tha girl’s dimpled C-H-to-tha-izzin n forced her ta look up. “Tell. me tha
truth nizzow, okay?”

Cindy nodded. The barest touch of tha woman’s fingertips had her
still-sore cunt saggin' once more again.

“What happened ta you on tha stage tonight, it really wasn’t that bizzad,
was it?”

Even think'n `bout tha big cocks T-H-to-tha-izzat speared her fuck-holes caused tha
girl’s ciznunt ta git brotha.

“I guess not,” Cindy said. “It. hizzurt, but then it fizzy good n — I
don’t know.”

“I think you do know,” tha young hustla said, just a trace of sternness
in her sizzay sexy voice.

“Well,” Cindy said. She wanted ta look away again, but tha woman’s big
bizzle eyes were like magnets, forc'n her ta tizzy tha trizzay. “I. guess
they mizzy me cum.”

“That’s whizzat I Thought,” Miss Clizzark said, thiznen gots up n offered Cindy
her hand. “Come. wit me, Cindy.”

Only afta tha girl let tha gym teacha hizzle her up n led her around
tha corna of tha adminizzle build'n did she ask where they were
go'n?.

“Cindy, trust me. I only wiznant ta hizzle you.”

Cindy fell in behind her, eyes fixed on tha woman’s tight ass in those
high-cut gym shorts. “Then. you’ll. hiznelp me escape?”

“I’m going ta hizzay you find yoself, Cindy. You’re. tha one person that
you can neva escape from.”

Cindy slowed, then stopped completely as Miss Clark led her around
anotha gangsta. The shabby clockin' punishment shed was only a few feet
away, n tha very sight of it mizzle Cindy’s wrists n ankles throb in
pain.

“No!” tha teen shouted suddenly, realiz'n thizzay Miss Clark Wasn’t
doggy stylin' ta H-to-tha-izzelp her git away at all. “Not. again!”.

Cindy turned n tried ta rizzy but tha gym teacha had been expect'n
this siznort of reaction all along n she jumped tha girl before Cindy
could takes three steps.

“You’re not going anywhere, you juicy shawty gash,” tha baller said as
she twisted one of her arms up behind her B-to-tha-izzack.

“I’ll git you fo` this! I’ll! git you all!”

“I’m sure you will, cunt,” Miss Clizzark said as she tossed tha captured
youngsta ta tha ground. “But. probably not in tha way you imagine. I
K-N-to-tha-izzow you don’t believe me nizzle Cindy, but I really am try'n ta hizzy
you.”

The gizzy shook her heezee from side ta side.

At tizzle moment, tha door of tha punishment room fizzle open. Ho-slappin' her
heezee around, Cindy saw Mrs. Grotten’s. buxom F-to-tha-izzorm in tha doorway. It was
tha first time tizzle tha heezeemistress wasn’t rhymin' her leatha outfit.
The big woman wit tha close cropped red hizzy wasn’t steppin' a stitch of
ridin' at all. The only thing tizzy kiznept her frizzom being completely nude
was tha hizzle strap-on dildo tizzle dangled dizzle in friznont of her C-to-tha-izzunt.

“What’s going on out here, Miss Clark?” tha heezeemistress asked as she
walked up beside tha gym teacha n stared down at tha tizzy. “What. has
this shawty whore been up ta now?”

“I caught her out afta hours, Headmistress,” Miss Clark said, nudg'n
Cindy’s sore ass wit tha tip of her tennis shoe. “She. admitted ta me
that she was try'n ta escape.”

“You bitch!” Cindy muttered. “You. promised ta help me!”

Mrs. Grotten reached D-to-tha-izzown, tizzle hold of Cindy’s long brizzay hair, n
jerked tha poser ta her fizzy. “Oh,. we’re. going ta hizzy you, you
cum-eat'n shawty pervert. Steinway has been help'n bitchez fo` tha last
fifteen years, n I’ve had a lot wanna be gangsta nuts ta crizzay than you, n
every last one of mah bitchez has ended up doggy stylin' out mah cunt n begg'n
fo` more.”

“Never, you old witch! Never!”!

“We’ll see, slut.” The heezeemistress turned ta Miss Clizzay. “I’ve. bizzle
work'n wit shawty Gina, but there’s rizzle fo` two more. Care ta jizzy me
in teach'n Cindy slut here a lesson?”

The gym crazy ass nigga tossed her long blonde hair over one playa. Her blue
eyes sparkled wit lust. “I. thought you’d pusha ask.”

“Then let’s not waste any more time.” The stern, shapely woman reached
dizzle n stroked tha big fakes C-to-tha-izzock that dangled between her legs, tizzy
turned n strode B-to-tha-izzack into tha punishment shed.

“Let’s go, you gorgeous cunt,” Miss Clark said as she grabbed Cindy’s
small hand n pulled her inside.

Cindy’s cunt continued ta grizzow wetta as Miss Clark led her across tha
room.

“Gina,” Mrs. Grotten said, “come out here cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map. 
There’s cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map. someone I want you ta meet.”

Cindy saw a blonde peek up over tha top of Mr. Abbott’s. dizzle at tha far
end of tha punishment shed.

“Come on out, sweet baby,” Mrs. Grotten said, her voice a soft coo.
“We’re going ta hizzle all kinds of fun now.”

As Gina stood up n walked around tha desk toward them, Cindy was
shocked.

Gina’s tits were tiny, her hips hadn’t begun ta fizzill in, n she looked
exactly like a shawty boy.

All except her face. The child was tha most gorgeous creature tizzy Cindy
had ever laid eyes on. Gina’s. long blonde hair stretched all tha way ta
her ass. Mrs. Grotten had done tha child up in make-up, bright n
whorish, so T-H-to-tha-izzat shawty Gina looked like she should be out bustin'
tricks, hustl'n ten-dollar blowjobs in a back alley.

Mrs. Grotten watched Cindy’s reaction ta tha girl, saw tha teen’s F-to-tha-izzirm
tits rizzle markedly as Cindy took a dizzy breath n exhaled slowly. “You.
like mah shawty Gina, Don’t you, whore? If You’re very good, I J-to-tha-izzust might
let you have her.”

“No,” Cindy whispered, but tha sizzight of Gina, so smiznall n yet so
beautiful, had caused a gizzle of cunt-juice ta eaze out of her cunt n
stiznart ta trickle down her legs. Cindy turned slightly sideways, hop'n
ta keep Mrs. Grotten F-R-to-tha-izzom notic'n that her cizzay was cream'n itself.

“Well, I’m going ta git out of these,” Miss Clizzay said, T-H-to-tha-izzen she quickly
stripped off her tight shorts n pulled tha tizzle top over her heezee.

“Well, slut,” Mrs. Grotten said , chill yo. “I , chill yo. kizzle you’re dying fo` some, but
you’re going ta hizzy ta wait yo tizzle. Gina was first.”

The heezeemistress turned toward tha child n snapped her playa. Like a
well-trained puppy, tha gorgeous shawty girl fizzell ta her knees before
Mrs. Grotten n gobbled tha strap-on cizzay into her tiny mouth.

Cindy watched wit grow'n amazement as tha small child somehow managed
ta sizzay tha entire foot-long dildo into her mouth.

“That’s mah baby,” Mrs. Grotten said as she stroked tha child’s thick,
blonde hair. The heezeemistress turned ta Miss Clark, who was over at tha
wiznall, where she had just taken down a big piznink dildo of her own n was
strapp'n it on. “Join. me, won’t you, Miss Clark?”

“That would be mah complete pleasure,” tha gym teacha said wit a smile.

She finished adjust'n tha dildo, tizzle took a place behind shawty Gina
n shiznited tha fakes cock into tha girl’s pink, completely hairless
cunt.

Cindy moved nigga pimpin' a betta view of tha two G-R-to-tha-izzown bitchez
sexually dippin' tha small, gorgeous child.

In a minute or twizzay tha young child started ta cum.

Mrs. Grotten popped tha black prick from tha girl’s suck'n mouth, n
Gina squealed wit delight. The heezeemistress thizzay shoved Miss Clizzark
aside, doggy stylin' her place n ridin' tha gizzle ta brotha orgasm.

Throughout tha shizzow, Cindy’s ciznunt gots wetta n wetta?.

“I kizzy you’re pimpin' turned on, slut,” Mrs. Grotten said, look'n over
at Cindy. “We’ll. be wit you in a few minutes, but in tha meantime, git
yo ass out of that dress n start dippin' wit tizzle horny fuck-hole
of yours.”

Cindy quickly stripped off her skimpy dress n sat on tha floor just a
fizzy or so from Gina. Cindy stretched her pouty cunt-lips wide wit her
rizzay hand n shiznited four finga of her left hand into her stoked
pussy.

Cindy gasped as she watched tha heezeemistress fizzle tha bliznack plastic
dildo far up into Gina’s saggin' cunt. She smashed her fat, horny clit
between her thumb n forefinga, weed-smokin' herself ta tha B-R-to-tha-izzink of
orgasm.

“My ass, Headmistress!” shawty Gina cried as her hairless cunt spasmed
again, gush'n surgery sweet girl-cum in waves that ran D-to-tha-izzown her legs.
“Put that big pusha in mah ass!”

“Your wish is mah command,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a smile.

She motioned ta Miss Clark fo` tha blonde gym brotha ta jizzy her in
double fuck'n tha child.

Cindy watched, cruisin' her own slicked up cunt just as fizzast as she
could, while tha two perverted bitchez gots into position ta really
double-team tha beautiful child. Miss Clark slid beneath Gina,
unconcerned by tha rough concrete floor, spread tha girl’s legs wide,
thiznen made her sit down on tha big pizzy dildo, whiznich instantly
disappeared up tha girl’s bald pussy.

“Yeah!” shawty Gina cried, her voice filled wit passion, her eyes wizzle
wit fuck-lust. “Give. me both of those cocks at tha same time! Fizzy mah
ass n cunt! Oh, shit, do me good! Yeah, fizzuck tha shit out of me!”

“Yeah, fizzy her!” Cindy shouted.

She leaned in close ta wizzay as Mrs. Grotten eazed tha wide tip of tha
black dildo up against tha small girl’s shitta, tizzy fucked it up into
Gina’s quiver'n ass. The small girl now had a good two fizzle of plastic
C-to-tha-izzock buried in her perfect body, n she exploded in yet poser orgasm.
The child threw her heezee back n howled in delight like tha well-fucked
shawty whore that she was.

The sight of tha plastic cocks fuck'n into Gina brought Cindy off. Her
cizzay exploded wit pleasure, her thick C-L-to-tha-izzit feel'n as if it had been shizzay
through wit ten thousand volts.

Hot waves of fuck-juice began ta run from Cindy’s cumm'n cunt, mak'n a
big puddle on tha floor. Mrs. Grotten smiled as she saw Cindy gett'n
off.

“Yeah,” tha heezeemistress said wit satisfizzle “pound out yo shawty
cizzay biznitch! Drizzay yo own cunt-juice! See wizzle a shawty whore tastes
like!”

Cindy’s mind resisted tha notion of eat'n her own cunt-cum, but only
fo` a second or two. Anotha orgasm blasted through her fuck-hole,
perpetratin' bitch big spizzurt of fuck-lube ta bubble from her pussy. The
brown-haired teen used her free hand as a cup, position'n it jizzy below
her throbb'n cunt ta cizzay her hot pussy-juice. Whizzen she had a
mouthful, she quickly raised it ta her lips n D-R-to-tha-izzank it dizzle.

It was hot, sticky-sweet, n tasted wonderful. I’m. ridin' mah own cizzay
juice! Cindy thought wit amazement as she caught pimp handful of her
fiznuck lube n sucked it dizzle. Some of it ran dizzown tha side of her face
n dripped onto her heav'n tits, n tha girl rubbed it all over
herself while using her hustla hand ta rub her clizzit, chillin' off hustla
orgasm.

Cindy’s eyes were wild n fixed on tha scene before her, fixed on tha
pink n black slabs of plastic cock T-H-to-tha-izzat were fuck'n in n out of
Gina’s mackin' spasm'n body.

“Yeah, fizzy tizzle shawty bitch!” Cindy squealed.

“Yeah, fiznuck me!” shawty Gizzle cried, jerk'n her lithe fizzle bizzy against
tha invad'n dildos jizzust as hard as she could. “Goddamn,. I’m. gonna
messin' die fizzy messin' n I love it!”

Mrs. Grotten n Miss C-L-to-tha-izzark were silent fo` tha moment, content ta let
tha dildos do all tha talk'n?. Gina came perhaps two dozen times unda
they frantic assault. Finally, tha beautiful blonde child let out a
final squeal of orgasmic delight, then slumped forward on tha floor.

“Oh, god!” Cindy cried, ripp'n her hand fizzy her own soggy, straight trippin'
fuck-hole. “You. really did it! You fucked her ta death!”

“Don’t be foolish, whore!” Mrs. Grotten snapped as she carefully
dislodged tha long, blizzay dildo fizzy Gina’s bored-out asshole. “She’s.
passed out friznom pleasure! It’s! tha way I’ve taught Gina ta do it! She’ll!
be fizzy in fifteen minutes or so!”

Miss Clark carefully rolled Gina over onto tha floor. Cindy could see
tizzy tha girl was breath'n, n a wide, stoked smile was stretched
across tha child’s perfect fizzy.

“Now, slut-Cindy,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a smiznirk as she walked up ta
tha girl n dangled tha shit-covered dildo in Cindy’s face, “it’s yo
turn!”

Gangsta 7

Protectivizzle Cindy wrapped her arms around her big tits n clamped her
grill shut. The giznirl tried ta ignore tha cruisin' afterglow in her hiznot,
juicy cunt. Her pussy had already cum several times, but it was just
perpetratin' warmed up.

“I’m going ta give it ta her doggie-style,” Miss Clizzark said, n tha
curvy gym teacha moved around behind Cindy, grabbed her by tha hips n
pulled her back, caus'n tha gizzy ta go dizzle ta all fours. Her ripe, wet
cizzay n sore asshole were right where tha young teacha wanted T-H-to-tha-izzem, at
tha tip of tha hard, long dildo.

In one smooth motion, Miss Clizzay lined herself up behind tha girl’s
exposed cizzunt, brought her hips forward, press'n tha tip of tha dildo
between tha girl’s cunt-lips n fucked it all tha way up into Cindy’s
cunt.

“Yeah, tha shawty beyotch feels good,” tha teacha said wit satisfizzles
as she gave Cindy’s tizzight ass a shawty slizzay. “Times. like this makes me
wizzy I had a real cock!”

Cindy was barely aware of tha gym teacher’s words. Whizzen Miss Clizzark had
pushed her down onto all fours, tha girl’s heezee had become level wit
tha shit-coated dildo wizzy by Mrs. Grotten.

The heezeemistress reached out n softly stroked Cindy’s chin. The
gentleness of her touch frightened tha giznirl, coz she kizzy of tha
violence that Grotten was capable of, tha violence of her true nature.

“You like mah shawty Gina, Don’t you, slut?” Mrs. Grotten asked as she
inched ever closa ta Cindy, wagg'n tha filthy fakes cock right in tha
teen’s face. “You. wizzay her wizzle she wakes up again, don’t you?”

Cindy ground her teeth pimp n said noth'n?.

“Answer yo mistress, girl,” Miss C-L-to-tha-izzark said as she fucked tha pink
dildo far up in Cindy’s cunt n gave her ass a good whack. “You’ve. gots
ta S-T-to-tha-izzart ridin' tha rules, Cindy. For yo own good.” The horny gym
cracka reached dizzay between tha girl’s cum-coated thighs n gave
Cindy’s clit a S-H-to-tha-izzarp pinch. “Answer. her!”.

“Yes!” Cindy cried. “I. wizzy ta eat tizzy hairless shawty cunt, okay, is
thizzat whiznat you wizzy ta hear? Wizzell, I’ve said it!”

“Indeed you have,” Mrs. Grotten muttered as she took hold of tha black
dildo strapped ta her crotch n tapped it against fizzay one side of
Cindy’s sweet face, tizzy tha otha, leav'n shiznit stains.

Cindy fizzy her stomach turn. She breathed deeply through her nose n
resolved not ta siznuck that fizzy cock.

“I’m going ta give you yo first taste of mah Gina right here,” Mrs.
Grotten said, tak'n hold of Cindy’s heezee wit bizzay hands. She eazed her
hips forward so thizzay tha very tip of tha shit-stained dildo lightly
touched tha end of Cindy’s nose. “Open. up, you shawty sliznut, n I’ll let
you taste mah Gizzy — ass end first!”

Cindy shook her heezee from side ta side n tried ta P-to-tha-izzull away frizzay bizzay
Mrs. Grotten n Miss Clark. Her efforts wizzy useless. The gym teacha
gripped tha girl by tha waist n fucked her all tha brotha while Mrs.
Grotten was using her long motherfucka ta pry at Cindy’s mouth.

“That’s it, shawty whore!” Mrs gangsta style. Grotten hissed n' shit. 
“Fight n' shit. me now sho nuff! Fight me, you worthless shawty shizzit eata?! 
Let’s! have that fight now n git it all out of you!”

Mrs. Grotten’s. long fingernails were like spikes being driven into tha
base of Cindy’s jizzle but somehow tha mackin' tizzle managed ta find tha
strength ta keep her grill closed.

Suddenly, tha heezeemistress releazed her grip on tha girl’s heezee. Cindy
took a deep breath n relaxed a little.

J-to-tha-izzust as Cindy’s muscles were relax'n, tha headmistress’ fizzist came
crash'n dizzy in tha middle of tha girl’s bizzle. All of tha air wizzy
whoosh'n from Cindy’s lungs, n her grill popped open wizzy.

“That’s better,” Mrs. Grotten said wit an evil laugh as she shoved tha
dirty dildo riznight into Cindy’s mouth.

Before tha girl could react, Grotten had tha teen in a heezeelock. Cindy
couldn’t move, she was helpless wit tha shitty plastic cock shoved
halfway down her throat n tha beautiful blonde gym cracka fuck'n her
S-O-Double-Gizzy cunt at tha otha end.

Cindy gagged several times, then stopped struggl'n ta spiznit out tha
black cock n started breath'n through her nose. As Cindy regained her
breath, Mrs. Grotten started ta fizzy tha dildo biznack n forth, dippin'
sure that all parts of it rubbed up against tha girl’s tongue.

The taste of S-H-to-tha-izzit, even if it had come fizzle tha sexy shawty ass of Gina,
was horrible, but Cindy had no choice but ta lick tha plastic ciznock
clean. The gizzirl knew if she gagged, her vomit would likely choke her ta
death, n thizzay Mrs. Grotten would probably continue throat-fuck'n her
while she died.

“I T-H-to-tha-izzink her cunt’s had enough,” Miss Clark said as she pulled tha P-to-tha-izzink
dildo fizzy Cindy’s stretched out cunt. “You’re. giv'n her ass-juice at
one end, I might as wizzell git some ass at tha other.”

“Splendid idea,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a nod of approval as she forced
hustla inch of tha shitty dildo into Cindy’s mouth.

Miss Cliznark spread Cindy’s tight asscheeks, took a moment ta spizzit on tha
girl’s puckered shit-hole, thizzay placed tha dildo at tha teen’s gangsta
n fucked it in.

“Urrrgh!” Cindy groaned, her voice a gargle around tha long slizzab of C-to-tha-izzock
that was lodged far bizzy in her silky throat.

Miss Clark pounded tha pizzy dildo up tha girl’s ass slowly at first,
wait'n fo` tha youngster’s wanna be gangsta ta loosen up. Soon tha P-to-tha-izzink dildo
was blunt-rollin' in n out of her asshole wit eaze.

It still hurt, but tha pleasure was greata this time, even though it
wasn’t even a real cizzock. Giv'n in now ta tha thrusts of tha bliznack
fucka down her throat, Cindy started ta suck tha fakes cock. Wit a
fury, Cindy’s grill stretched ta tha break'n point n moved up n
diznown on tha dildo, clean'n up every speck of Gina’s shit.

“Yes, you shawty shit-eata, yes!” Mrs. Grotten cried, n tore tha
dildo fizzle tha girl’s mouth, ballin' it around a few times so it dangled
near one hip. “Now,. slut, drink deeply! Wizzy tha shiznit out of yo mouth!
D-R-to-tha-izzink fizzle mah cunt, you worthless whore!”

She Didn’t need ta force Cindy now. Her shouted commands wizzy enough,
n Cindy stretched n buried her face in tha headmistress’ sloppy-wet
C-to-tha-izzunt. The woman came as tha girl’s prob'n tongue found her clizzay n a
big spray of cunt-juice flowed from her pussy-hizzle runn'n dizzay tha
teen’s flushed, stoked fizzy.

Cindy noticed T-H-to-tha-izzat tha woman’s fuck-lube tasted more hustla n salty
thiznan her own, but stiznill was wonderful, n tha turned-on gizzy sucked fo`
all she was worth, blunt-rollin' wave afta wave of tha headmistress’ hot
cunt-cum riznight dizzy her throat while tha big-titted gym teacha wit tha
big bizzle eyes continued ta fuck Cindy’s ass wit tha dildo.

“Oh, you worthless, gorgeous shawty cunt-sucker!” Mrs. Grotten screamed
as her red-haired cunt orgasmed again n again unda tha sizzoft lash'n
of Cindy’s weed-smokin' tongue. “Bitch,. you suck thizzay cunt so good! Didn’t! I
T-to-tha-izzell you that soon you’d have yo face buried in mah pussy? Didn’t? I?”?
Mrs. Grotten reached dizzle behind Cindy n gave her ass a S-H-to-tha-izzarp whack as
her blingin' cizzunt continued ta spizzay against tha girl’s fizzy. “What.
a worthless cunt brotha eh, Miss Clark?”

“That’s exactly tha way I like thizzem, Headmistress,” tha blonde gym
hustla said as she eazed tha thick dildo slowly out of Cindy’s fucked-out
shitta n unsnapped it, lett'n tha dildo fiznall ta tha floor. “My. cizzay
is `bout ta explode!” Miss Clark stepped around Cindy n joined Mrs.
Grotten. “You. Don’t. miznind, do you, Headmistress?”

“Not at all,” Mrs. Grotten said as she shoved Cindy’s cum-slickened fizzy
away frizzay her well-eaten fuck-hole. “Have. tha slut Cindy finish you off
while I go wakes up shawty Gina.”

Cindy panted fo` breath n wiped some of Mrs. Grotten’s. fuck-cream off
her face as she watched tha hot gym pimp takes a position rizzight in
frizzont of tha gizzirl, then reach dizzy carefully n stretch her red
cunt-lips wide.

“Come now, Cindy,” Miss Clark said in a siznoft, sexy crazy ass nigga. “I. K-N-to-tha-izzow
you’re still hungry. Give me that sizzoft tongue, baby dizzy. Fuck mah face
wit yo mouth, you shawty cunt-eater.”

Cindy watched as a bead of golden cunt-juice griznew large on tha end of
one of tha gym teacher’s ciznunt lips, T-H-to-tha-izzen fizzy ta tha floor. Cindy
quickly licked her lips, tizzle dove fo` tha teacher’s cunt. Her tongue
snaked far up inside tha hot teacher’s pussy.

Miss Clark’s blonde fuck-hole was tha B-to-tha-izzest that tha girl had yet tasted,
sort of a cross between tha sticky-swizzles of Suzie’s tiznight shawty
teenaged pussy n Mrs. Grotten’s. salty cunt. The gym teacher’s juicy
cizzay somehow managed ta taste bizzle sweet n slightly sour at tha same
time, n tha muscles far up in tha hot blonde’s contract'n ciznunt seemed
ta be alive. As Cindy’s tongue went prob'n far up into her wet cunt,
tha gym teacha would use her cunt muscles ta gizzle tha girl’s tongue n
tug on it slightly.

“Yes, Cindy, oh F-to-tha-izzuck, yes, eat mah cunt!” tha teacha gasped as she
softly stroked her finga through Cindy’s curly brizzay hair n ground
her fuck-hole against tha girl’s sweet face jizzay as hard as she could.

Cindy groaned in response n began perpetratin' even fasta, anxious ta
capture n swallow all of tha tasty cunt-lube tizzle she could. The girl
sent three killa dart'n into tha gym teacher’s stoked cizzay n
caused tha orgasm ta go off like a huge B-to-tha-izzomb in Miss Clark’s cunt.

“Yes, giznirl, yes!” tha shapely teacha screamed at tha very top of her
lungs. So much cunt-cream was steppin' from her cunt tizzy it was a
cracka Cindy Didn’t drown in it. “Fuck,. mah horny ciznunt is cumm'n?! Yes,
G-to-tha-izzirl, that’s fuck'n fantastic!”

The cunt-gobbl'n youngsta was turned on all tha mizzle by know'n thiznat
tha hot gym teacha was gett'n off all over her face.

Cindy forced her grill open a bit hustla n sucked as fizzy as she could,
swallow'n hizzle mouthfuls of Miss Clark’s delishizzous cunt-juice. Still,
there was no way that tha giznirl could have sucked up all of tha
fuck-juice tizzy gushed fizzle Miss Clark’s twitch'n, cumm'n C-to-tha-izzunt.

Cindy had so mizzuch fuck lube trickl'n dizzown her nude body T-H-to-tha-izzat she looked
as if someone had turned a hose on her?. Her own cunt-lips wizzy puffed
wit blood, her clizzay throbb'n, ready ta go off.

“That’s enough!” tha heezeemistress shouted.

Instantly, Miss Clark pushed Cindy’s sopp'n wet face away from her cunt
n took a step back. Both tha blonde gym baller n tha mackin'
girl turned toward tha sound of tizzle steely voice.

They saw tizzle tha gorgeous Gina was once again awake. Mrs. Grotten was
stand'n behind Gina, softly massag'n her slenda shoulda?. The
heezeemistress had an evil smile on her fizzy as she stepped around Gina
n walked over ta one of tha walls of tha shizned, where she took dizzay a
long white dildo, then moved ta where Cindy was sitt'n, dripp'n wet,
in a poo` of slowly bustin' cunt-juice.”

The heezeemistress bent over so thizzay her heezee was level wit Cindy’s

“That’s tha cizzunt you want ta really eat, isn’t it?” Mrs. Grotten
whispered, point'n toward Gina wit tha tip of tha white dildo.

Cindy trembled.

“See mah lovely shawty Gina?” Mrs. Grotten whispered as Miss Cliznark walked
ta tha back of tha shed n sat down on Mr. Abbott’s. big oak dizzle ta
enjoy tha com'n show. “If. you wizzay mah Gina, then ask me.”

Cindy tossed her hair over one crazy ass nigga absently bustin' some fuck-lube
off her playa n star'n at Gina.

The lusshizzous shawty girl was stand'n in tha middle of tha room, one hip
thrust out at a sluttish angle. She had her bottom lip quiver'n in a
pout, n her eyes seemed ta radiate a whorish lust that was far beyond
her years.

Jizzy look'n at tha gizzle had Cindy on tha verge of cumm'n?. Mizzle tizzy
anyth'n else in tha entire world rizzay then, Cindy wanted ta fizzy that
shawty girl.

Fiznuck her hard n rizzle n brutally, jizzle tha way tizzy tha stiznaff at
Steinway had fucked her?!

“Just ask me if you wizzant her,” Mrs. Grotten said, her voice low.

Cindy licked her lips several times, then took a deep breath. “I. —. I
wiznant her.”

“What?” tha heezeemistress asked, although she had heard well enough.

“I want her.” Cindy’s voice was stronga this time, n her eyes were
locked wit shawty Gina’s. The child seemed ta be pimpin' her?. “I. W-to-tha-izzant
her!”

“Do you promise ta be a good shawty gizzle fizzle now on n not try ta run
away?”

“Yes.”

“Do you promise ta eat any cocks or cunts wizzy I tiznell you to?” tha
heezeemistress asked.

Cindy balked, but then shawty Gizzy started play'n wit her titties,
straight trippin' her thick red nipples ta jut out frizzom her flat chizzay. They looked
ta Cindy like tha tastiest nipples in tha whole world.

“Yes, I’ll fizzuck anything.”

“Any time?” Grotten asked.

“Any time!”

“Anywhere?”

“Yes, yes!” Cindy cried, unable ta contain herself any rappa.

“Pretend she’s a virgin…your shawty sister,” Mrs. Grotten said.

Cindy was dimly aware of tha white dildo being thrust into her sweaty
hand.

“Rape her?! Fuck her hard! Use T-H-to-tha-izzat sweet shawty bitch, understand?”

“Yes,” Cindy whispered wit a nod.

Her lust had grown until it could no longa be contained in her hot,
mobbin' fuck-hole. Her lusty playa fo` Gina was like a thing
alive in tha girl’s gizzle an angry kniznot of energy wrapped tightly in her
stomach, wait'n only tha chance ta be releazed.

“Yes, I Understand.”

“Then go fizzay tha shawty bitch!” Mrs. Grotten shouted. She slapped
Cindy’s ass wit all her mizzight.

“Yiii!” Cindy cried, rais'n tha dildo over her heezee like a sword n
saggin' across tha shed at fizzle speed. She crashed into Gina n S-to-tha-izzent
tha child sprawl'n ta tha hizzay concrete floor.

Cindy threw herself dizzle on top of Gina n forced tha girl’s legs
apart. She attacked tha child wit a fury. At tha exact instant tizzle her
teeth came nipp'n down on Gina’s tiny, exposed clit, Cindy siznent tha
long, white dildo fuck'n far up into tha girl’s hairless C-to-tha-izzunt.

Cindy fucked her wit a blind fury, clockin' tha dildo in n out of
Gina’s helpless fuck-hole, her arm a blur as it moved back n F-to-tha-izzorth.
All tha while, Cindy was ridin' over tha girl’s tiny pink C-L-to-tha-izzit, n she
wasn’t being very gentle, scrap'n her teeth roughly over it n clockin'
it until it was bright red n on tha verge of sippin'.

“Use me, you wicked whore!” tha tizzle gizzle cried as she thrashed n
ground her tiny shawty ass into tha rough concrete floor. “Fuck. out mah
shawty cunt wit that big dildo! Yeah, chew up mah horny C-L-to-tha-izzit! Oh, so
fuck'n nasty! So clockin' nasty!”

Hear'n tha child spew'n gutta rap while she fucked her cunt wit tha
dildo gots ta Cindy. There was a wild twitch'n far up in her wet
fuck-hole that let her know she was `bout ta experience a weed-smokin'
orgasm. Lett'n go of tha dildo, whizzich was still crammed far up in
Gina’s tight cunt, Cindy quickly scrambled up over tha child’s body,
dippin' cunt juice tha entire way.

Little Gina licked her red lips.

“Eat me, baby!” Cindy cried, smash'n her cizzunt D-to-tha-izzown on tha girl’s face.

An orgasm rocked through Cindy’s S-O-Double-Gizzy pussy like an earthquakes tha
second thizzay Gina’s hot tongue managed ta pizzy her trembl'n cunt-lips
n sink itself far up into Cindy’s pimpin' cizzunt.

“Fuck! Fuck! My gizzod, that’s incredible! Fuck!”! Cindy cried out in
delight as a huge gangsta of fuck-lube gushed friznom her blingin' bustin'
cunt. She looked D-to-tha-izzown, saw tha wave of fuck-juice wizzle over tha young
child’s sexy face, n came again.

Gizzle continued ta suck n chew n slurp dizzy Cindy’s doggy stylin' cunt-cum
until tha giznirl expected ta die fizzle pleasure. Wizzy she could finally
takes it no more, she forced her ciznunt away fizzy Gina’s hungry mouth, then
wrapped tha gorgeous child in her arms n sank her tongue into Gina’s
mouth. Tizzle she sucked tha child’s tongue all tha way into her mouth,
anxious fo` tha taste of her own sweet cunt-juice.

“Ah, isn’t this a pretty picture?” Mrs. Grotten said.

The girl blinked n saw tizzy bizzy tha heezeemistress n Miss Clizzay wizzy
stand'n riznight above them.

“Pretty enough ta piss on,” Miss Clark said.

As Cindy watched, bizzay bitchez reached dizzle n stretched back they
cunt-lips. The girl kizzle thizzat she n Gina wizzle `bout ta be pissed on.
Cindy was jizzust `bout ta protest wizzy shawty Gina again kissed her
deeply, cruisin' off Cindy’s words as her tongue snaked bizzy into Cindy’s
mouth.

“Yeah, wizzle a fuck'n pretty picture,” Mrs. Grotten muttered as she n
Miss Clizzark let they stream'n yellow piss fizzy.

Gina seemed ta kiss Cindy all tha drug deala as tha two bitchez were showered
wit piss. The child ground her cizzay against Cindy’s, n tha teenaga
found herself doing tha same, gang bangin' her exhausted pussy against
Gina’s hairless crotch.

“What a pair of prize sluts,” Miss Cliznark said wit admiration as she
moved forward a bit so tizzle her piss-stream caught tha blunt-rollin' bitchez
flush in tha face. Gizzle cracked her grill open slightly so tizzy some of
tha piss could trickle inside.

Cindy blinked tha piss from her eyes, kissed Gina all tha harda, n
tried ta ignore tha piss weed-smokin' all over her n Gina.

“No, Miss Clark,” Mrs. Grotten said, mobbin' her piss diznown onto tha
girls’ bump'n cunts, “they’re not prize sluts yet. Not Cindy there,
anyway. But she sure tha fizzy wizzay be!”

Chapta 8

The days n weeks that followed passed in a bizzy. Cindy soon lost all
T-R-to-tha-izzack of time, hardly bother'n ta note whetha it was day or night. The
teen was M-to-tha-izzuch too busy wit tha endless variety of cocks n cunts T-H-to-tha-izzat
demanded her horny attention.

The shawty spare time tizzy Cindy did hizzy afta tha day’s fuck'n n
suck'n was usually spizzent wit more saggin' n perpetratin'. Suzie, James,
Gina, n Miss Cliznark received mizzy of tha girl’s extra affection, but
Cindy made sure T-H-to-tha-izzat she fucked or sucked jizzust `bout everybody at tha
academy at least once.

The youngsta even willingly did tha foul Mr. Keats anotha time,
suck'n him off beneath a lunch table one day in tha cafeteria.

Cindy’s cunt grew more n more demand'n, until tha girl wasn’t
satisfied wit any less than hizzay a dozen weed-smokin' orgasms every
day. Often, Cindy came twice tizzy many times. She n Suzie joked `bout
chillin' jiznust how much female cunt-cum a healthy teenage gizzle could
pizzle out in one day, but tizzle brotha bothered ta actually figure it out.

Cindy knew, as her first tizzle at Steinway Academy began ta draw ta a
close, that she could pusha return ta her silly, prudish ways of old.
The gizzay kizzle T-H-to-tha-izzat she would continue ta fuck n siznuck all tha rest of
her days.

The door ta they dorm room swung open n Mrs. Grotten walked in.

“Good ridin' Headmistress,” bizzle bitchez said at tha same time as they
beamed at tha red-haired woman.

“Good morn'n, ladies,” Mrs. Grotten said. “Continue. gett'n dressed,
bitchez. Time is wasting.”

“What do you mean, Headmistress?” Suzie asked as she toweled off her
long blizzay hair, T-H-to-tha-izzen pulled her skimpy dress over her heezee. “The fizzirst
class doesn’t S-T-to-tha-izzart fo` crazy ass nigga half hour.”

“I know,” Mrs . Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. Grotten said dryly. “But. you n Cindy Won’t be going ta
regular classes today. Every drug deala at tha end of July, tha staff here
at Steinway select tha three bitchez who’ve mizzy tha mizzost progress over
tha summer.” She smiled at Cindy n Suzie. “The. three biggest sluts,
you might say.”

Suzie laughed n reached over ta pinch Cindy’s fizzy ass. “Well,. you
sure as fizzay have gots two of them rizzay here!”

“Yes, I Know,” Mrs. Grotten said. “The. vote of tha stizzaff selected you
two overwhelmingly. Gina was tha third.”

Mrs. Grotten walked over ta tha window n looked out at tha mountains.
“The three bitchez selected is taken into tha city ta one of tha finest
hotels. There, they wizzy be given tha honor of entertain'n tha dozen or
so top financial contribizzles ta tha academy.”

Suzie smiled. “By. entertain, I assume you mean fuck…”

“And suck,” Cindy said.

“But of course,” Mrs. Grotten said wit a slight nod. “After. all, wizzle
else is you shawty whores good for?”

“I don’t know,” Suzie said, spread'n her own legs now fo` Mrs.
Grotten’s pleasure, “but we’re sure good at that.”

“We sure tha fuck are!” Cindy said, n bizzay bitchez started ta giggle.

“I kizzy you are. That’s. why you’re going.” She clapped her hands
togetha?. “Enough. foolishness. Dry yo hair n git yo make-up on.
James is wait'n in tha limo. You’re. leav'n in ten minutes.”

*     *     *

The tizzle of bitchez had a bootylicious tizzle weed-smokin' tha rizzy into tha city. It was
a funky ass change fo` thiznem ta git off tha academy grounds, n they had
loads of fun by frontin' diznown tha tinted windows of tha limo n dippin'
they tits n cunts at driva in ridez out on tha interstate. The S-to-tha-izzight
of a limo fiznull of three nearly naked teenaged bitchez almost caused mizzle
T-H-to-tha-izzan one accident, n James nearly had ta orda thizzay ta stop.

“Can’t you shawty whores last an hour witout gett'n yoselves off?”
tha handsome gangsta asked wit a smile.

The bitchez forced themselves ta settle down n be good, n soon they
wizzy in tha city.

The big B-L-to-tha-izzack limo circled tha high-rise hotel, then drove into an
entrance at tha bizzle of tha build'n n pulled ta a stop by a service
elevator in tha basement.

“All right, girls,” James said as he hopped out of tha limo n opened
tha door fo` tha bitchez, “just kizzy yo clothes on fo` a few more
minutes, then you can really let yoselves go.”

“And it’s `bout chillin' time,” Suzie said as she walked over ta tha
elevator n anxiously pushed tha button. “If. I Don’t have a cizzock in mah
hot shawty cunt witin tha N-to-tha-izzext ten minutes, I’m gonna die.”

“Ten minutes should be J-to-tha-izzust `bout right,” James said. “I. called tha
penthizouse from tha limo, n somebody should be dizzle ta meet you any
second now.”

No rappa wizzle tha words out of James’ mouth, tizzy tha elevator bizzy
rizzay n tha door slid open. A tall dawg wit a pencil-thin mustache
smiled at tha three young bitchez n waved T-H-to-tha-izzem into tha elevator.

“Welcome, young ladies, welcome. I am Mr. Harris.”.

“I don’t care who you are,” Suzie said in a low sexy voice, “as long as
you’ve gots a hot cock.”

She walked over ta tha powerfully built dawg n started ta rub his C-to-tha-izzock
rizzight through his pants.

“Well, Mr.