"Uuuurrrgggghhh. Yes, Madame!"

"They're also useful for keeping the girls in line. They're all disgusting little bitches, but they learn a lesson when they've sucked a couple of cocks off with the cane whipping their asses the whole time. It'll be up to you, when you've passed the test."

She started fucking Aurora's ass with the whip handle, twisting it around as the terrified girl moaned and heaved, trying to keep her legs straight.

"And finally, you fuck the masters at boys school whenever they want."

"Yes, Madame!" Aurora wept as the whip churned and pulled her guts.

"Good, stand up."

Aurora sprang back upright, the wonderful curves of her body shaking with fear.

"Come here," Karla said and led her close to the desk where Lulu shrieked and moaned with lust as she came. Brett was leaning forward, his hands on her tits as he fucked her faster and faster, his cock blurring in and out of her cunt.

"Watch this," Karla said, "you might learn something."

Aurora stood there, her ass aching from the whip and the fucking the handle had given her. As she watched, Karla threw the whip away and went over to a closet in the wall, coming back with a small, short-tailed cat, the tails knotted tightly every inch or so, and the knots still shiny with use. She stood at the far end of the desk, at Lulu's panting mouth as the girl moaned and heaved with climax.

"Come on, you horny fucker," Karla said, "we've got a lot of work to do."

She held the cat and ran her hand over the front of her tight dress, opening her thighs and pressing the material into her pussy. It was the first sign of arousal Aurora had seen her give.