Jenny spent the next 15 minutes of her time in the staff room sitting patiently, with the occasional teacher milking her or sipping some of her pussy juice. With 5 minutes to go she looked across the staff room to see Mrs Styles approaching her, Jenny was relieved...she was going to untie her!
Jenny’s heart sank when she realised that the secretary’s intent was very different. Without saying a word she placed her coffee cup down on the nearby table and then began to affectionately stroke Jenny’s engorged clit with one of her well manicured nails.
Jenny wriggled with pleasure, she didn’t want this...or did she?
She gasped when the finger found its way through her outer folds and started to tenderly finger fuck her gaping wet pussy.
Jenny squirmed but was unable to get away from her ministrations as the finger was joined by another and then another. With three fingers working in and out of her Pussy Jenny started to pant and moan.
The secretary leaned in close and said, “God Jenny you’re so hot right now...oooh Jenny...Jenny! Jenny!”
The first mention of her name had sent Jenny into a powerful orgasm; the second had come at just the right moment to keep her riding the crest of the wave of pleasure that swept over her. The third and fourth in quick succession had pushed her that bit further and she was now thrashing against her restraints as the most powerful orgasm she’d had all day engulfed her.
Jenny felt as though she’d had multiple orgasms at the same time and knew that after such an experience she should have been exhausted, but she wasn’t. Instead, she reasoned because of the curse, she felt invigorated and energized and HORNY!
Mrs Styles smiled and reached up to release Jenny from her bonds and help her down from the wall. As soon as her legs were released the sensation of her juices pouring out of her pussy subsided and she was left with the familiar feeling of how wet her pussy had been all day. Because she hadn’t had a chance to dry her legs off earlier Jenny was now reminded of the feeling of her wet thighs rubbing against each other when she moved.
With a little help from Mrs Style’s she was able to stretch her legs and muscles and walk comfortably again, even with the insane shoes she was forced to wear.
Moving back out of the emptying staff room she heard the bell sound and hurried to her next class...