"Ooooh… that's right… oh God, it hurts! Fuck me, fuck!"

Kathy flushed, feeling herself grow moist in her pussy, glowing. The window was cracked open and the curtains badly pulled together. By pressing her forehead against the cool glass, she could see inside what was obviously the bedroom. There, rolling around on the bed, was Ted, the lead instructor, stripped naked and roped in an odd way. She was whimpering with lust, straining against her bindings that cut into her flesh. At first it appeared she was alone. Then Kathy saw a tall, thick-muscled man stride in front of the window, holding something in one hand.

"You want this?"

"No! No!"

"C'mon, baby, you like leather. You always did."

Kathy could see it was a belt, doubled up, snapping against his thighs. He was wearing his Levi's, his chest stripped bare, glistening with sweat. She couldn't see his face, but had no doubt he was one of the boys' counselors. Taxi was still whimpering, her nose flaring, ha thighs ridged with lust while she bounced her naked ass against the squeaking bed. The man had tied her wrists and ankles together behind her back, securing them with several pieces of rope. It was impossible for the perky brunette to do anything but roll around helplessly on the bed while the man stalked her.

"No!"

Terri's eyes widened, her forehead wrinkling with fear as he cocked his hand up, the belt unfurling. Kathy covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes rounding as she watched the black leather snap in the air, then come crashing down hard against Terri's sides. The counselor shrieked, her body shivering and jerking as if someone had touched a live wire to it! Kathy blinked her eyes clear, seeing a long red mark appearing on Terri's right side. The man cocked his arm once more, snapping the belt in the air, then bringing it down on the woman's tummy. Terri shrieked a second time, shaking her head, her chestnut-colored hair splashing over her face.