His fingers were just inside her panties. I knew they'd found her pussy. I heard her gasp. I watched her twist and arch her back. It turned me on. And... I suddenly wanted him inside my panties as well. I wanted him to tell me he was going to fuck me. I wanted to scream that he was making me cum.“You won't like this either,” he murmured, his fingers moving under the silk.“No I don't,” Charlotte whispered, spreading her thighs wide, her hips moving and lifting.I watched his hand slide right inside. " So you wanna make noise? I told you not to scream....." and I felt the other nipple get clamped. They slapped my face hard with their still wet dick. " Still don't wanna suck it?" and they grabbed the rope around my neck again, shoving it down my throat again. As they slid it in and out, they started pulling and flicking the clamps on my nipples, then yanked hard on the rope between my legs, nearly cutting me in half. They pounded in and out of my mouth, inflicting pain on my nipples and. Or maybe that was the reason, but it had more significance for Dina than it did for the rest of the class.I glanced at Coach Simpson. She was staring at me with an intense expression that could have meant the lunch entrée wasn't agreeing with her, or it could mean that she was trying to send me a message about Dina being the girl who was in danger.I wracked my brain for what little I knew about Dina McClesky. Perpetual Honor Roll member, shoo-in for Beta Club membership in her Junior year,. ‘Fucking hell’ I thought that’s penalty points, “We can sort this out” I said “And how do you suggest we do that” he asked, “Turn your camera off and I’ll show you”, he switched the camera off and then said “well”.He was sat next to me and I put my hand on his knee he turned to face me and said “Ok”, we faced each other as he shut the door and turned the interior light out. My hand moved further up his thigh as he leaned over towards me, he brushed my lips with his as my hand was caressing his.