School Trip of Control Pt. 02

The doors opened and the two of us waited as everyone filed out.

"Are you alright Sarah? You look like you may faint." Mrs. Hewitt asked me.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a little motion sick, don't like trains." At least I didn't any more.

Aphra beckoned for me to go ahead of her once everyone in our car was out. The second I was in front of her her hand was in my pants, and her wet finger made its way into my ass, forcing its way one knuckle deep. I cursed in pain but also was happy the shorts were black, otherwise the wet spot would be getting noticeable.

"So you don't run away," she whispered to me. We walked slowly and stood in the back of the large crowd of our fellow students that was gathered outside. Olive came back and stood behind me to make us appear more normal. I tried to distract myself.

"Those five," I asked Aphra, "are those the only five that aren't involved?"

"No, there are more, those five are just the ones that were chosen for some reason," Olive answered for her.

"How many more?"

"I couldn't tell you if I knew Sarah," Olive said, "We all have our own instructions, and they're really specific."

I nodded and looked over to the five girls I had been told about. Sindy, Reshy, Oslin, Blake, and Citrine. Don't bother trying to remember them, we'll get to them later.

A woman stood up on a few boxes she had laid down. She had a tight white tank top that showed off shapely breasts, and over that an opened up button down, with the sleeves rolled up. She was short, but had curves, like Haley. Her skin was sun kissed, well, more like the sun made out with it over time. As a result she was well tanned with little freckles around her small nose with a cute upturn on the end. It was clear she spent a lot of time outside. Her legs shared the same tan, and were shown off nicely in her khaki short shorts.

Around her neck was a whistle that fell right between her breasts along with her Auburn hair. She raised it to her mouth and made it sing to quiet us down. My terribly messed up mind and body at that time envied the whistle.

"Good afternoon Pecan Lock's!" She belted out, greeting us. She seemed peppy and fun. But I couldn't help ask Olive the time after hearing 'Good afternoon'. My heart sank when she told me it was only 3:00. So much had happened, and there was so much day still left.

The woman addressing us continued, "My name is Katie and I'll be helping you all out through our weekend together! Now if everyone would follow me lets get to the buses and we'll be at Strawberry Springs in no time at all!"

At that point Aphra told me I could go and I ran off to the buses. Oh the buses. I'm still wishing for the buses. I sat next to Haley, with Rain in front of us, turned around the whole time as we talked about nothing as we always did. It was one of the few times that weekend I found solace from the Queen.

But it was over fast.

Everyone exited the buses and once again stood in a big group as Katie set up and climbed her boxes to address us again.

"Ok girls a few announcements before we get on with our day and you can stop hearing my annoying yell!" We laughed. "So first things first, once again, my name is Katie, and this woman to my right is Amelia." A woman had walked up dressed similarly and equally beautiful to Katie but much taller. She was probably in her late 30's with a slender figure and light red hair. Katie continued,

"Today you will all be broken up into groups we've already planned out for you. They will be lead by our a few of our counselors, myself, Amelia, and your own Mrs. Hewitt and Mrs. Touhy. Don't panic about your groups, they only really matter for today. Right now your teachers will be leading you to your bunks and you'll all be assigned your groups. Right now it's...3:20, we convene for today's activities at 4:10 sharp!"

With that I stuck to Rain and Haley as much as I could until we got to the bunks.

There were two rooms of bunks. Both were shaped like the letter D. The curve was lined completely with bunks. At the end of each curve were entry/exits, and the straight line had only three bunks between the entry ways.

Mrs. Hewitt went around and assigned us all our beds. I got lucky as I was assigned the bottom bunk in the middle of the three bunks on the straight line, with Haley and Rain on my left and right respectively. Mrs. Hewitt had always known the girls well, and she seemed to place everyone somewhere they'd be happy with.

"Well there goes any chance of sleep," Haley laughed. Above her was Olive, above me was Lizabet, and above Rain was Aphra. That did enough to scare me again.

"Snacks in the mess hall, anyone who wants some follow me!" Mrs. Hewitt announced as she finished up our assignments. Rain and Haley started to leave but Aphra grabbed my arm and whispered to me that I had to stay. I made up a headache excuse to my friends and sat at the foot of my bed waiting for whatever was going to happen.

A few girls were left in the room as Aphra and Mrs. Touhy stood in front of me. With them were Mariah, Lizabet, and Olive, people who were quickly becoming some usual suspects. I rolled my eyes at seeing the all them again. At this point there wasn't much they could do to me that would really phase me.

SLAP.

I honestly can't say I remember a time when I've been hit harder than the slap Mrs. Touhy sent across my face. It almost sent me off the bed and tears immediately began welling in my eyes as she just walked out of the room.

"Don't get cocky bitch," she sad just before she disappeared from view.

Aphra knelt in front of me and spread my legs open. Her hands creeped up my inner thighs and into my shorts until her finger tips were on the flesh right around my pussy lips. I gasped in suspense but her hands stayed there and moved in little circles, never encroaching onto or into my sex as my I leaned back on my palms, closing my eyes to the gentle touch.

"Mmmm," I heard Aphra moan, making me open my eyes. Her running shorts had been pulled down and her friend Mariah's hand was working fingers inside her. Aphra detracted her hands from me, pulling my shorts off along the way, and flipped onto her back. Mariah had two fingers inside Aphra and then clamped her mouth on the Asian girl's clit.

"Oh holy shit!" Aphra yelled, her eyes opening wide as Mariah picked up her pace and sucked harder than Aphra had expected. Mariah looked up at me with her eyes and it made me shiver. I was all but soaking at that point, but I didn't dare touch myself.

Aphra squirmed under Mariah's control. Olive, who I hadn't noticed had removed her clothes, crawled up perpendicular to Aphra and kissed her softly. They began to kiss at a 90 degree angle as Aphra moaned into Olive's mouth. Lizabet was kneeling demurely, fully clothed, behind Olive.

"Oh fuck!" Aphra yelled breaking the kiss and beginning to come. Just as she did Lizabet seemed to take the queue to lean forward and stick her tongue onto Olive's ass. Aphra reached up and cradled Olive's head as she came and Olive began to close her eyes to the sensations of Lizabet's licking of her rosebud.

Aphra's writhing slowed and she hungrily kissed Olive in the afterglow, tousling their hair everywhere while Mariah came around to sit behind me. She pulled my head in and kissed me deeply, her tongue sticking in my mouth as far as it will go before roughly pulling away and forcing my head back to watch the scene before me.

Olive looked close, but frustrated as she moved her ass against Lizabet's mouth. Her rosebud didn't look like it was doing the trick for making her come this time.

"Oh my god," I gasped. Mariah's had suddenly reached forward and moved half of her middle finger inside of me. My body immediately felt the pleasure at the long awaited attention. Was this it? Was this when I would get to come?

"Soon enough," she whispered in my ear, before pulling it out of me and leaving me on the bed. My body had gotten so hot I could feel my pulse in my ears.

"That's enough," Mariah said circling around to Lizabet, "I won't tell if you guys won't." She pushed Lizabet aside and sent her tongue onto Olive's ass, but her hand stuck a finger inside the girl and Olive screamed out in joy. Aphra looked nervous for a second but just went back to kissing Olive's neck as her tall friend began to come, her breasts hanging and shaking with each vibration of orgasm through her body.

It was all over faster than I realized.

Olive fell to her side for a moment before lustfully kissing Mariah in thanks. Aphra stood and grabbed me by the hair.

"Ow!" I screamed as she threw me to the ground on all fours. She pressed her front into my back and squeezed my breasts a little before getting off and then straddling my back as she were riding me like a horse. It was humiliating but, like everything lately, a huge turn on.

She leaned forward and put her mouth near my ear to speak, with one hand still firmly holding my hair. I could feel her mound, slick with come, pressing on my back.

"There's something for you in the next room," she whispered, giving my ear a little lick, "but first, it's been a while since you were cleaned up."

She got off me and pulled me to my feet, handing my hair over to Mykala, who, again, seemed to appear out of no where.

I was dragged out of the room and to the showers. They were your basic community showers with 10 small square shower areas. At the end of the shower area though was a more gym shower looking area of just 5 shower heads on the wall and a large open space under all of them. As Mykala dragged me into one of the squares I saw Lizabet go into another one, while Aphra, Olive, and Mariah all giggled their way into the open space. The last thing I saw was Mariah wink at me before Mykala began the clean up routine.

It wasn't that bad this time, and when it was over the two of us were just standing in one of the square showers. She had a black sports bra and white running tights on, allowing them to get drenched in the water as I rinsed off my naked body. She had fallen to an awfully silent state ever since our first encounter at the coffee shop, like she was just some worker in the background.

The curtain opened in a flash and Mrs. Touhy stood before us. I covered myself out of instinct. She just rolled her eyes and pointed to the corner of the room.

"Remember to clean up these showers again once your done," she told Mykala, who just nodded.

As Mrs. Touhy left, Lizabet stepped out of her shower wrapped in a towel. Touhy grabbed it and yanked it off her body in one pull. Lizabet yelped and tried to cover herself, making eye contact with me and blushing just before running away.

I went back to washing off, the curtain now fully open. I wanted to close it, but Mykala didn't let me.

"Why are you doing this, what's in it for you?" I finally asked Mykala. She seemed like an awfully random participant in all of this. She just smiled at me and looked me up and down, before lifting her bra up over her breasts, but keeping it on.

"Ok, I'm done, what next?" I asked.

Mykala moved under the water and let her hair get drenched, wiping her face downwards with her hand, leaving a trail of black makeup down from each eye. She just stood there, like she knew. Knew that I wouldn't be able to resist her. Knew that there was nothing stopping me from sucking on her tiny nipples and sticking my hand down her pants. Knew that even in the shower I could feel myself getting aroused and wet all over again.

So I dove at her and sucked at her breast and rubbed at her pants like it was my job. Like I'd done it a million times and not in fact only been exposed to any sort of lesbian activity just that morning. I struggled my hand inside her wet leggings, moved to the other nipple, rubbed at her in just the right way. I had her coming soon and fast and hard as the water bounced off her stained face and she screamed into the top of my head. And then I came to the somewhat sad realization that my torture was both making me enjoy this, and making me good at it.

When it was over Mykala pushed me out and I had nothing to wear or do. I called out of the bathroom, "Hello?" But there was no answer. I mustered up the courage to run out to my bunk, the cold air hitting me and stiffening my nipples instantly as goosebumps raised on my skin. I got to my the large room of bunks and it was deserted. As I ran to my bed I remembered our luggage hadn't arrived yet. I had nothing to wear and nothing to even dry myself with, but just as I began to cover myself an panic I heard a noise above me.

"Sarah," a small voice whispered. I looked up above my bed to see Lizabet in hers, a big textbook in her lap. Just like her to be studying with free time.

Before I could say anything she was tossing me a couple of towels, her eyes trying their best to look somewhere else. She then lowered a hair dryer down to me by the cord.

"Thanks," I said. Lizabet was actively involved in everything I had been going through, but it was hard to be mad at her. Still, I wasn't going to shower her with gratitude, especially since towels and the blow dryer were all I got.

I dried myself as best I could and wrapped a towel around my body, going to the head of my bed to plug in and blow dry my hair. I could see her better standing at that angle. Her long, big legs, and sandy hair, and...

"What're you studying?" I asked her, trying to make some kind of conversation. I'm not sure why, I guess I wanted to feel normal for a little bit. The dirty thoughts just flooded my mind and kept my body flooded with heat so much I wanted to feel normal for a second.

"Calc," she answered. She raised her voice but I could still barely hear her over the blow dryer's hum.

"Need any help?" I am 100% sure Lizabet is 10 times smarter than I am, but math is where I can be of some use.

"I'm ok I think, thanks, just trying to figure out this optimization problem..."

I set the tool down and climbed the ladder, poking my head above her lap to see what was going on in her problem.

"Did you take the derivative of that equation you have there?" I asked her, pointing to her work.

"Yeah, it doesn't help."

"Implicitly?"

She paused. "Oh darn it, that was so dumb." She backed away from me a little and reworked her problem. She seemed so frustrated with herself. It was kind of sad, but also kind of cute. I contemplated joining her on the bed. Maybe her orders were rather loose?

"Hey slut, we have something for you!" I heard a call from behind me. I sighed and almost apologized to Lizabet as I climbed down the ladder to see Mrs. Touhy.

I followed her. This woman was around an awful lot and seemed to have a lot of control. Perhaps Mrs. Touhy herself was the Queen, but I doubted that the Queen would be getting her hands as dirty as Touhy had been. And I dared not take a guess until I was sure, especially after the train incident.

"Any chance of getting some clothes?" I asked her.

"Sure," she answered, "when we want you to have them."

We walked through a long hall and when we opened up the other side we were in an area identical to our bunks, near the entrance to the second D shaped room.

Mrs. Touhy pointed into the room. "See there? That looks like a target to me."

I looked inside the room to see Oslin, one of the five girls I was to seduce for my clues. I immediately felt sick. I wanted this to be over, but I don't know if I was willing to pull other girls into this twisted game.

"I don't know if I can-" Touhy clamped her tattooed hand on my mouth and produced her phone.

"We've been saving these," she said, handing me the phone. It was another horrible photo of Rain with a random woman, the motivation for all of this in the first place.

"You know what," I said, shoving the phone back to her, "Rain is a big girl. She can handle something like this, she's not shy. I can't do this anymore."

I was surprised Touhy stayed so calm. Not even a flick to me, let alone a slap. No, no violence, just a smile, as she handed the phone back to me.

I looked down to see the same picture and instinctively swiped to the side. And up appeared a photo of me, tied up, naked, and blindfolded on the train.

I gulped, "I can handle it too," I said defiantly. But then I swiped one more picture and my heart sank.

It was Haley. Haley in a picture similar to Rain's, astride a woman, practically riding her face, the both of them totally naked. I couldn't see the woman but I just noticed an ankle tattoo of a hummingbird before I shoved the phone back in Touhy's grasp. Tears welled in my eyes. What had my friends gotten themselves into? Or, unless...

Touhy continued. "So I made sure the room is clear Sarah, take Oslin for yourself. There are no rules when you're with a someone not under the Queen's instructions. You can do anything. But remember, you have maybe 20 minutes max before everyone comes back and it's time for the day to start!" And she pushed me in the room. Luckily Oslin, who was sitting on her bed, didn't look up from whatever had her attention.

Too many thoughts ran through my head in lightning speed as I stood there for a moment before approaching her.

The first was whether I was really going to do this, but I quickly resolved that I had to.

The second was the scariest. Rain and Haley, my best friends, or maybe not? Rain I understood with the pictures. I mean, I didn't understand, but I could see her getting in that situation, but Haley? Haley was proper and classy and didn't venture out to behavior even a little risque. Once Rain and I had managed to get some beers and played a drinking game with a few friends in our dorm and Haley attended but didn't participate. How could she be caught in such a situation? Unless she was in fact pulling the strings? No, no that wasn't possible. It was a bigger chance of being Rain than her...so maybe it's Rain? No, that's ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. I did my best to force the thought out of my head and started walking forward to Oslin.

The first thing you should know about Oslin Akerman is that she's Mariah's half-sister (there are a lot of those around here. The rich parents tend to just send their children to the same place). So she has the same crystal blue eyes as Mariah's. While Mariah's tended to pierce because of the contrast to her tanned skin, Oslin's popped because they were just big and kind. She shared the Swedish father with Mariah, but had a German mother, and so, not surprisingly, she ended up with blonde hair that was very wavy and fell to slightly past shoulders. She had a bit of a tan from working on it and she still carried some baby fat. She wasn't a big girl at all, she just tended to spend time with her slender sister and it invited comparisons between Mariah's model face and Oslin's plumper cheeks.

I started getting excited as I approached her. Besides Mykala, I had been surrounded by brunettes with decently sized breasts all day. Nothing wrong with brunettes or small to medium sized breasts at all, I just got excited at the contrast that Oslin held. For a second I tried to chide myself for being excited but then realized it would probably help with what was to happen.

As I neared Oslin she finally looked up at me and gaped for a moment, before looking around to see if anyone else was noticing the girl approaching her in just a towel.

I guess I left out the most important thing about her. Oslin is openly gay. She doesn't make it her identity or advertise it constantly, but it was a rumor she confirmed when it got out and it ended up making some girls uncomfortable. My friends and I still hung out with her, and her sister tried her best to bring her along whenever she went out. The two of them were protective over the other, but it was easy to see that Oslin was somewhat isolated at the school. As evidenced by not including the one open lesbian in the school on the plan all about sexually playing with me.