Where ravaging tentacles explore the female student body
The girls close around their young teacher like wild animals, pulling at clothing, ripping her garments from her. Within minutes the helpless young woman is totally naked within the ring of jeering students. Still unable to exert any authority, she twists and turns while holding her hands to try and cover her exposure from the rest of her class, who look on half-amused, half-horrified by the turn this prank has taken.
Standing quietly and as unobtrusively as possible, you watch while the ringleader produces a length of rope from a cupboard. In moments the teacher's arms are securely tied and she is no longer able to hide behind her hands. You can't help admiring the soft curves of her young body as she stands there blushing furiously at her predicament. In another time and place you would enjoy revealing those firmly pouting breasts to your eager hands.
As the group of girls stands about unsure what to do next, the burly leader takes charge again. Tripping the teacher, who sits down heavily against a wall, the girl begins to tweak cruelly at her exposed nipples. Even while the teacher whines in protest, the other girls follow that example and pinch and prod at the soft flesh of her breasts and waist. The young woman wriggles about but is unable to avoid their assault and the girls howl in triumph as perky teats respond to their attention by hardening and growing longer. The burly girl, who you feel sure has lesbian tendencies, relinquishes the teacher's erect nipples to the none too gentle ministrations of her compatriots and begins to prod at the exposed bush between widespread thighs.
Grasping the teacher's prominent sex-lips between finger and thumb, the girl tugs and twists them hard, stretching them away from her body as the young woman begins to cry with pain and embarassment. This seems to have an effect on the other students who begin to drift out of the classroom. Sensing she is losing her audience, the big girl slaps the snivelling teacher's tits a couple of times, setting the large globes wobbling and then leaves laughing with her cronies. You are alone with the sobbing teacher.