Her face flushed and wet from tears and sweat. Yet as she rested her head against the table, looking at me, she made no effort to compose herself, to ...stand up and show dignity. She simply remained in her position, ass staring right back at me.I couldn't stop looking at it as I approached, all red and bruised. This could have been me. I could be the one with my naked ass bent over a desk, with students taking turns abusing it. I could be the one the girls were telling their friends. He leaned forward and down in the chair bringing his face close to the artificial cock that he was thrusting into her, watching with lewd delight the tiny ridges of the moist pink flesh of her cunt around the edges of the thick cudgel with each thrust he made."Harder, my dear?" he purred above her, playing upon her body as though it were a puppet and he were the master holding the strings."Ooohhhh, yes, harder, fuck it harder," she groaned as she twisted and turned wildly on the rug, small. Pearl and Veronica are coming tomorrow, and I can't wait. I take my duffel bag out, and put it by the door with everyone else's things.Going back into our room, I open up the curtains. The California Sun shines bright.Adrienne comes out of the bathroom, wearing jean shorts and a black tank top."Hey, will you French braid my hair?" Sure, come here, and sit."She sits on the floor, with me on the bed, and hands me her brush and two hair elastics.I brush out her hair, and part it down the. She could almost (but not quite) look into the next room. The person behind her, bent down and locked one end of a set of handcuffs to her ankle and the other to an eyelet mounted close to the floor. He then patted her behind as he went part her, after the woman, into the next room. He was naked, but a black mask with sort of metalic-looking decoration covered the top part of his head. If it was some-one she knew, she didn´t recognize him. She heard voices from the room, but to low to pick out.