<strong>Charlotte</strong><br/><br/>Finally it was over.  She laid on the bed gasping, panting.  She looked around as he just left her.  The girl's eyes got wide and she turned her head, tears filling her eyes.  She was still retrained, her wrists secured, she pulled on them.  She had no idea where Mr GoodFellow had gone too.  She wanted to go to her room and hide.  She wanted to just be left alone.<br/><br/>She cried softly, suddenly feeling dirty and used.  She had done what they wanted and she felt as if she had been no more than a hole for their dicks.  She closed her eyes, her body shuddering.  She was so very distressed.  She pulled her arms, but she knew she was tied tight, that she wouldn't be able to get free.  She felt so lonely at that moment.  Her body felt so strange, she wasn't sure what was going on, all she knew what that she felt so used...<br/><br/><strong>Evie</strong><br/><br/>Evie was still hogtied.  Still gagged and still seething.  She laid on the grass, her arms and legs secured.  She had watched the various students try to escape and she hissed even more.  She hated this place, she hadn't even been here a couple of hours and she was already hating the place.  She was not going to remain here.  She would be out of here as soon as she rang home.<br/><br/>Evie had seen the so called Professor Nailor fuck the girl in the house.  She had seen the size of his cock and he was NOT going to fuck her.  She had no intention of letting any of the teachers here fuck her.  She was not some dumb girl, she knew what she had, she knew her rights.  And she would protest loudly.  She was not about to be a submissive little toy.<br/><br/>NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!!!!!