Twisted Teen Tales

                       Twisted Teen Tales - Chapter 59

                Twin Teen Teasers - Indian Style (part 26)

       Sanjiv continued to give his wife a brutal beating. Her bottom was caned mercilessly as she writhed in agony and fought futilely against the bonds that held her captive. He took brief rests and made sure Tara was still conscious, able to take more pain and suffering for her impudent behavior at the principal's home. If truth be told, Sanjiv was jealous of the principal and his sexy friend, the robust teacher, not to mention his power over the children. It was also apparent that Harsha would soon fall under his spell as well, leaving very little for Sanjiv to dominate and use for his needs, both real and imaginary. The more he thought of this scenario, the angrier he became. Then he'd pick up the cane and start in on his wife once more, making sure to criss cross the welts that grew on her firm, rounded hams.

       He had no recollection concerning when she passed out. Sanjiv's rage had taken away his ability to think and reason. Sanjiv had taken a break and gone to the bathroom to relieve his bladder. It was then he noticed the drops of blood covering his arms and hands. For a few moments he stared at them before it dawned they belonged to his wife. He rushed back to the bedroom to discover his unconscious wife, her back, buttocks and legs bearing the marks of his cane. For a moment he panicked, not knowing what to do. He needed help, and the only one he could think to call was Niles Nailer. With the assistance of the operator he managed to get the principal's phone number and begged for his help. This done he returned to his unconscious wife and tried to revive her. She showed some slight movement when he touched her, but remained silent. The bloody sheets gave mute evidence of the terrible beating that he had given his wife for what was a minor mishap.

       Niles Nailer was shocked at the scene that greeted him. Tara was still unconscious and her physical condition indicated that her husband had evidently gone over the edge when it came to disciplining her. It brought back the few times in the principal's life when he too let his emotions overcome his intelligence. It was that set of experiences that determined his current role when it came to disciplining his female students. He had long ago realized that it was the female students who controlled the school's social environment. It also explained why it was mostly the female teachers who determined what was to be doled out when it came to disciplining their students. There were a few exceptions such as Mr. Avery, a true member of the old school right down to the disciplining tools he used on his fractious female students.

       Rarely was a male student physically punished for his actions. There were other ways to keep them in line that worked quite well. The average female teacher at Arnold Palmer was either single or divorced. Most were heterosexual or bisexual, and a few such as Ms. Connover and Lumpken were of the lesbian persuasion. Normally almost none of the male teachers chose female teachers as sexual partners. So male students of the school population often satisfied the sexual needs of their female teachers. Some even took pride concerning the male harems they controlled. The brothers were the only group of males not influenced by the female teachers. They had a huge following among the female students that attended the school. These young ladies also acted as tutors to those brothers needing to stay eligible for various sports teams requiring their services.

       The principal made sure that Tara wasn't near death before he began to make some phone calls. It took the better part of three hours before an ambulance arrived to transport the patient to a private hospital that Wilma Mallory recommended. She agreed to meet them there to make the arrangements. Sanjiv nearly had an heart attack when he learned just how much money it was going to take to admit and keep his wife while she recuperated. Special paperwork would have to be generated in order to get Sanjiv's company in India to guarantee the bill. Worse than that he now was indebted to principal Nailer as well as Wilma Mallory. Without asking he knew that his twins and Harsha were ticketed for Nailer's place and Ralph's wife would be requiring his personal "services" for months. On the bright side she still looked quite attractive and he would have no difficulty making sure she was happy with his servicing. What he didn't know as yet was she had some friends in need of his special services as well. Life was about to get very complicated for Sanjiv Krishna.

       Nailer suggested that Sanjiv stay at his place for the next few days. In that way he could see and enjoy his children. They both knew what those words meant. He also brought up the issue of Harsha and offered a suggestion that would allow the girl to remain in the country without technically being enrolled in his school. He would personally see to her "education" by creating a home study program to be supervised by various teachers as well as himself. All Sanjiv could do was accept the principal's generous offer and hope for the best. He had been counting on using her as a sex substitute for Tara, but that idea was no longer viable. Considering what was about to befall him, this would have been nothing but an idle dream. He consoled himself by the thought of at least having his twins to satisfy his needs over the next day or two.

       Upon arriving back at Nailer's place, Sanjiv discovered that Wilma Mallory had dropped by to see the twins and invite Sanjiv to dinner tomorrow evening. She casually added that Pamela, her  teenage daughter, was eager to meet him since she had heard so much about him from her parents. For now however she was interested in meeting his darling twin daughters, who it turned out were frolicking stark naked in the pool. Niles suggested that perhaps she should join them since the weather was nearly perfect for a dip in the pool. Sanjiv licked his lips as Wilma shimmied from her dress to reveal a thong nearly disappearing between her smooth shaven cunt lips and a push-up bra that was fighting a losing struggle to confine her big tits. In spite of all the trouble he found himself involved, Sanjiv's cock began to stiffen, paying homage to Wilma's nearly bare body. As she headed for the pool, she got rid of her bra and just before entering the water, handed him her pussy juice soaked thong for safe keeping. The big-titted dyed-blonde gave him a wink as well as blowing him a kiss before disappearing into the pool and heading to where the twins awaited her arrival.

       To calm down after the sight of those big tits and fat-lipped cunt, Sanjiv decided to take a tour of Nailer's house and try to locate Harsha. He heard a noise that sounded like a bed creaking, a sure sign that something erotic was going on. He followed the sound and soon arrived at a partially opened door. He carefully peeked into the room and was rewarded. Harsha was tied spread-eagle to the bed with a pillow under her rounded ass propping up her cunt. On one side of the bed stood principal Nailer, his hard cock being eagerly sucked by the Indian teenager. That was only a minor detail compared to what the well muscled school teacher was doing . Jutting from her crotch was a long, thick, black rubber dildo, at least half of it going in and out of Harsha's pussy. The Indian teenager seemed to be enjoying herself with what was happening to her bare, bound body. It was apparent that Harsha was going to fit neatly into the Nailer household. He couldn't help wondering if Nailer was going to collect some type of tribute from the teachers who visited the teenager daily to "drill" the lessons into her that were required.

       He returned to the pool area to discover Wilma lying on one of the  loungers, Sarita sitting on her chest and holding her face against the teen's crotch which was hairless, a surprise for Sanjiv. Kneeling beside the lounger was Sundari, making a pig out of herself as she ate the woman's cunt with lots of noisy slurping and even an occasional pig-like grunt. Sanjiv's cock hardened quickly and like most men he allowed it to take over his mind. He approached the trio and was only a few feet away when Sarita realized his presence. She grinned at her father and suggested he get naked and join the fun. That was not exactly the greeting he expected, and so he responded harshly, cuffing Sarita across the head and pushing her off Wilma. Sundari took one look at her father and vacated her spot as well. Wilma just gave Sanjiv a big welcoming smile and told him to get naked and plant his big cock deep into her cunt that was so very lonely these days. That was an absolute lie, but Sanjiv was too attracted to fresh pussy that he did as she asked and away they went at full gallop.

       Sanjiv took out all his frustrations on the hot, juicy piece of well-aged meat that was wrapped around his thrusting cock. Wilma had been screwing for lots of years and with lots of partners, but none as powerful as this maniac. The Indian pounded away at her twat as if he was determined to drive his cock completely through her body. At first it was exciting, sending bolts of energy from one area of her body to another. As he continued his attack and added his big hands and sharp teeth to the fray, Wilma started to become concerned. Her big tits were being pressed so hard that she feared the implants might be punctured. His love bites changed to those of an animal seeking its prey. When he drew blood from her lip she started to struggle against his assault. Somehow she managed to get a portion of her body off the lounger and used leverage to twist her body so that his cock was forced from her sore cunt. This seemed to bring Sanjiv back from wherever his mind had retreated. Suddenly he stood up and taking two steps dove into the pool. The cool water acted to refresh him and so by the time he left the  water Sanjiv was calm and almost contrite towards Wilma, who had regained her composure and most of her clothing.

       The big-titted blonde retreated into the house, seeking shelter from Sanjiv and hoping to find principal Nailer to further protect her from this Indian maniac who had tried to turn her inside out. The creaking bedsprings led her to where the other ring of the circus was now operating. The principal was fucking the other Indian teenager, and showing her no mercy. Wilma had been with him a number of times and knew he was quite well hung and able to use his equipment satisfactorily. She just hoped he'd be able to keep the maniac from further assaulting her. She noticed that Renate was still present, carefully noting how the Indian girl was accepting what the princial was delivering. When her eye was caught by Wilma Mallory, she hurried over and listened to what had happened out by the pool. She agreed to escort the woman out to her car so she could escape Sanjiv. It went smoothly and Wilma drove away, wondering about the wisdom of inviting such an individual to her home.

       That night the sleeping arrangements resulted in Sundari and Renate continuing their little getting to know you lesbian scene kicked up a notch or two. Nailer decided that Harsha still needed some manly instruction and provided it until well past midnight. Harsha was most impressed with his knowledge and stamina. Sarita had taken a major pounding prior to her arrival, partly due to her poor school performance according to the principal. Sanjiv was astonished to see how much she had grown when it came to satisfying a man. He also took note of the various cuts, bruises, welts and burns that dotted her body, especially her private parts, bottom and tits. Despite the evidence of some serious disciplining she seemed none the worse for the experience. When she offered him her tight asshole as a welcome home gift, he took her up on it and a good time was had by both of them.

       The next day Wilma Mallory called to cancel her invitation for dinner due to other  more pressing needs. However she suggested that her daughter, Pamela, was most interested in meeting him. Nailer, who took the message insisted they could kill two birds with one stone, as he wanted to check her out to make sure she still was eligible for his summer camp. They shared a good laugh and to make it even better, he offered to let the teenager stay with him overnight. That only made Wilma laugh even harder. Sanjiv and Sarita visited Tara at the hospital later that day and he was not greeted with very much enthusiasm by his wife. She was on her belly, legs spread wide and anchored to the bed's small steel posts. Sanjiv was too curious for his own good and so he lifted the sheet to see the damage he had caused. Her once great ass was swollen and dozens of deep gashes from the caning he gave her had been sutured closed and would take weeks to heal properly.

       Tara screamed at him to leave and not bother to trouble her again. It finally sank into Sanjiv that he had gone way too far for his own good, and it would be wise not to cause her any more grief just yet. Sarita on the other hand regaled her mother with stories of the vicious beatings and other forms of punishment that she endured almost daily after class. She claimed it was due to her attractiveness, which made many teachers of both sexes jealous of her youth, exotic appearance and sexiness. Tara was astonished at what she heard from her daughter. When Sarita quickly exposed her top to show the marks that covered her fat tits Tara almost fainted. Then the teen added that her ass and poor little pussy received much more than her big bouncy tits.

       "What kind of a place is this school you attend? It sounds like some prison!"

       Sarita smirked and described the whippings she got daily during detention after school. Teachers of both sexes took turns whipping the skin off her bare body as she hung by her wrists, legs parted so her pussy could get plenty of attention. She told her astonished mother about the straps, rubber hoses, wooden pointers, quirts, whips and even canes that were used to instill discipline. If she had more demerits than could be addressed in a single after school session, she'd be scheduled for a morning session with the school nurse. In that case there had to be a female teacher in attendance as well to make sure that the punishment she was given stayed within the school regulations. 

       There she would take huge enemas and be forced to hold them while they did cruel things to her pouting pussy and big tits.  Tara was aghast to learn about her darling daughter having to endure fists being driven into her cunt and in some cases part of the nurse's or teacher's arm disappearing into her stretched out cunt as well. All the while her belly bulged from the large enemas that were administered to her. Many times both the nurse and teacher would abuse her body further while the huge enema percolated within her still developing body. One would sit on her face and force her to lick and suck her bare pussy or even her asshole while the other might don a dildo or use a big, thick vibrator on and within her pussy, forcing her to have unwanted orgasms.

       When she casually mentioned that Sundari also had sessions with the nurse and teachers who monitored them, Tara almost fainted. Her mother began to wail with frustration and anger  when she was told Sundari told Sarita she was beginning to enjoy them, especially when she had to sexually satisfy both the nurse and the two or three female teachers who made it a point to always attend her morning punishment sessions.

       "I'm almost afraid to ask where your sister is. Please, don't tell me she's with a woman and they're doing nasty things."

       Sarita couldn't help herself. She was unhappy that Sundari seemed to have found happiness with not one, but many lesbians. She and the German physical education teacher had hit it off immediately even though Sarita knew that two other teachers and their friends were vying for her sister. When she broke the news to Tara, the poor woman nearly swooned. The teen confessed that Sundari was probably with either Ms. Lumpken or Ms. Connover, who were the two remaining candidates for her full time attention. Then to add some spice to her story, she casually mentioned that last night Sundari had slept with Renate and the noise they made kept her awake even after Sanjiv had pounded her poor pussy into mush, rolled off her, and went to sleep. Tara started to cry at this juncture of the tale and so Sarita made her exit.

       As planned she was joined in the hospital waiting room by two male teachers. The pair lived together in a spacious sound-proofed apartment to which Sarita was taken at least a couple of times each week. Sometimes when she was really bad, principal Nailer even allowed her to stay overnight. The teachers had a wide circle of male friends who always made it a point to visit the apartment when the hot-bodied twin was being disciplined. Some liked to watch and take photos of the girl being whipped with belts, that left her pussy sore and swollen, rubber hoses for her big tits and the cane for her firm, rounded bottom. The camera flashes increased significantly when Sarita was gangbanged mercilessly in every hole that counted by at least a dozen men, sometimes many more if enough advanced notice of her appearance had been given. After her discipline session that often lasted well into the following morning, the wasted twin would be dropped off at Nailer's place, usually naked and exhausted from lack of sleep and the serious physical punishment her bare body had absorbed.

       If she stayed overnight, Nailer would be ready for her the next day and sleep was not on the menu. He'd whip her from head to feet, fuck her in every opening, give her at least two jumbo enemas that she held while he fucked her bowlegged after each one, and went "diving" in the pool until he pulled her  unconscious, blue-lipped body from the water. By then the people, male and female, he had invited for her weekend disciplining sessions had begun to arrive. Once Sarita was brought back to life she never slept for as much as a minute until the last one left late the following evening.

       She was rushed from the waiting room by the two teachers and out to their car, to be driven to the destination that had been carefully chosen for her debut as a porn star. The script had already been approved by principal Nailer who naturally would not be in attendance in the event something went wrong. For one of the rare occasions in her life at Arnold Palmer high school, she was apprehensive. Sarita had reason to be concerned. No one had showed her the script that featured two older women, plus the two male teachers, both masked, a midget with an impressive cock for his size and a surprise guest, an eighty-pound, mixed breed dog who responded to the name of Spike and lived up to his name.  

       When Sundari left the principal's place she informed him she'd be out all night, but would be ready for school tomorrow morning despite whatever happened to her today and tonight. Little did the hot-bodied twin know that she would be auditioning for both teachers, each of them bringing another female companion to assist her. Since she vacillated from one to the other, they had secretly met to decide Sundari's fate via a contest that would force a choice from the teen. A coin flip had determined that Ms. Connover's place was to be used, and after a careful inspection, her rival had approved the location. Neither teen knew at the time that this day would be a determining factor in their future as students of Arnold Palmer. Principal Nailer was not too disturbed about events that were going on that day. He had Harsha right where he wanted her, bound spread-eagle to his big bed. He had been using her carefully, nothing too freaky to date, but that was about to change. Sitting on the night stand beside the bed was an arsenal of sex toys waiting to be used on the Indian teenager. It was obvious that he had prepared carefully for this challenge, guaranteeing she would properly respond to his needs, including those dark ones that he rarely exhibited to any female.

                       ( To be continued - rolf palsy )