Lez Be Bad - The Rule Of The School

First day of term. Already detention for Leda and Lola, two rich girls who’ve never once faced real consequences. Their families own half the city, yet Katie doesn’t flinch. She sends them to the front, lines them up over the oak desk shoulder-to-shoulder, and yanks their plaid skirts over their hips. Bare skin. No panties. She spanks them hard, palms cracking like gunshots until both asses burn red. Lola laughs first, then Leda. “Bet your cunt’s soaked, Miss Morgan. Look at you beating a little girl’s ass—definitely a dyke thing.” Katie’s jaw tightens. She opens the bottom drawer, pulls out the heavy black harness and the thick silicone cock that goes with it. One swift tug and it’s snug between her legs. She steps in behind Leda first, grips her hip, and drives the strap deep. Lola watches inches away, breath hitching, still mocking her between moans. Katie yanks their ponytails, forces their mouths together. “Kiss. Touch.” Leda and Lola obey, fingers slipping between each other’s thighs while Katie pounds them in turn. Skirts hit the floor. Blouses follow. Katie clips fresh harnesses around both students. The classroom fills with the wet slap of silicone. She pushes them chest-to-chest, angles one cock into Leda’s pussy while the other finds Lola’s ass; the girls grind down, double-filled, eyes glassy but still smirking. Finally Katie buckles a short strap-on right onto Leda’s face, lies back on the desk, and pulls Lola down onto the protruding cock. Lola rides it. Katie rides it from the opposite end. Their tongues meet above the toy, saliva shining on lips. Three bodies moving like a single filthy engine. The power in the room shifts, pulses, refuses to settle. Maybe no one’s really in charge at all.