The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James: A Summer Vacation

Chapter 4 Human Anatomy

The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James : A Summer Vacation

Chapter Four : Human Anatomy

          Oak benches with inset sinks and various types of taps ran the whole
length of the spacious room. The walls were covered with diagrams and pictures
whilst the numerous shelves and cabinets held a dizzying array of both plant and
animal specimens, most of which were encased in perspex boxes. Standing at the
front of the laboratory was a low examination couch that looked strangely out of
place in such a meticulously planned environment. Lisa stared at it with dread.
Her timetable said "Human Anatomy". She knew someone would soon be occupying the
horrible thing and she knew without a shadow of a doubt who that someone would
be. Her heart was already fluttering in her chest and she was feeling slightly
sick as the woman at the front of the class introduced herself.
          "Hello everyone I'm Miss Johnson. This afternoon we're going to be
studying human anatomy....." Geraldine Johnson smiled at the flushed young woman
with the apprehensive look on her face. She might well look apprehensive. In a
little while she'd be naked in front of a group of adolescent boys who were
going to be allowed to examine every inch of her body. The thought made
Geraldine Johnson's vagina grow wet with excitement, this was going to be a lot
of fun.
          "......so if you'd like to turn to page 22 we'll begin. We're going to
quickly skim through some basic theory then we'll move on to our practical
work." She nearly laughed out loud at the worried look that flashed across the
young woman's face. Instead she grinned from ear to ear as the excited boys
whispered and nudged one another in eager anticipation.  

          Time appeared to accelerate for Lisa. In what seemed only moments
they'd covered everything from the skeleton to the basic structure of skin, from
muscle groups to the external differences between the sexes. Miss Johnson was
explaining that the internal organ systems would be dealt with next week when
there was a knock at the door. Simon Barrow and Miss Cole sauntered into the
room,
          "Hello Geraldine do you mind if Fiona and I sit in for the last hour
or so?"
          "Not at all, in fact you couldn't have arrived at a more opportune
moment. We're just about to start our practical session." All three of them
laughed knowingly and as the two new visitors took their seats they looked at
the obviously worried and red faced Lisa James.
          "Right young lady we'll have you out here at the front. Everyone else
bring your stools and form a semicircle here by the couch." Lisa reluctantly
went and stood by Miss Johnson as the boys crowded forward amid the screeching
and squeaking of stools being dragged across the floor. Standing in front of
them in the revealing uniform was dreadful. She knew they could see her hard
nipples and the bulge of her pussy peeping out from beneath the hem of the tiny
skirt. She tried to avoid their eyes by pretending to stare at her feet but her
heart literally threatened to burst from her chest when she heard what the
teacher said next.
          "Let's have all of your clothes off. Hurry up we've got a lot to get
through and times getting on." There was a moments silence. Lisa's face
contorted into a whole series of shocked and horrified expressions. They'd seen
her boobs in the Art class, which was awful enough, but this was something
different. Miss Johnson was going to make her strip in front of them. She
couldn't do it. She just couldn't. It would be too embarrassing.
          "Please Please don't make me Miss, Please. They'll see everything!"
          "Well of course they will you stupid girl, that's the whole point of
the lesson. They're going to learn some basic anatomy. Luckily for them they've
got a girl to examine and the girl in question is you so....GET ON WITH IT!" She
didn't want to do it, she really didn't. They were going to see her shaved
pussy, Oh God! What would they think of her? Fight or flight? Fight or flight?
She looked towards the door with panic etched across her face. Simon Barrow and
Fiona Cole stared back with amused expressions enjoying every moment of her
humiliation.

          Slowly she slipped out of her shoes then bent and rolled her socks
down and off. She glanced at Miss Johnson who was tapping her foot with
impatience, her mouth drawn into a thin angry line. There would be no escape.
Swallowing hard she pulled the vest off over her head. A murmur of appreciation
ran through the boys at the exposure of her full breasts. She felt her already
rigid nipples hardening even more under the eyes of her excited classmates. As
her boobs wobbled gently in front of them she also became aware of the ever
increasing wetness in her pussy. Finally the skirt fell away and then she was
stood in only her knickers.
          "P...P...Pl...Please don't make me Miss I'll...." A stern voice
suddenly cut her short.
          "Has she been this disobedient throughout the lesson?" asked Simon
Barrow loudly. Lisa's red face turned towards him.
          "Not much better I'm afraid," replied the Biology Mistress. "If she
doesn't soon change her attitude I'll be forced to cane her in front of the
lads. I'm sure they'd like it but she wouldn't!" The room turned as one to look
at the semi-naked blushing young woman as she trembled in front of them. Her
eyes filled with tears as resignedly she slipped her fingers into the waistband
of the tight white knickers and slid them down.

         Lisa covered her pussy with her hands trying her utmost to hide the
smooth mound from their eyes.
          "Stand up straight and put your hands at your sides," barked Miss
Johnson, "this is no time for modesty." A fat tear welled up in the corner of
Lisa's eye then ran down one of her hot cheeks. Her eyes darted frantically
around the assembled faces but there was no one about to offer her any help.
With her cheeks burning ferociously she stood up straight and dropped her hands
to her sides. Now her front was mind numbingly exposed. Their eyes devoured the
jutting breasts with their pointing nipples and the shiny pink lips that peeped
out from between her tightly closed thighs. The embarrassment was overpowering
but she couldn't believe how wet her pussy felt. Was there something wrong with
her? Why was the awful humiliation turning her on? The boys leering faces filled
her vision as the Mistress began speaking again.

          First she was made to walk up and down in front of them which was
truly horrible. She could feel her boobs and bum cheeks wobbling about in all
directions. Then Miss Johnson made her bend and stretch into various positions.
Inevitably her legs opened and closed revealing her shaven pussy in all it's
naked glory. The boys couldn't believe their luck as they caught sight of the
pink lips between her legs. Because she had no hairs down there it was easy to
see everything. When she was made to do the splits the lips of her pussy
actually parted as well, they could see the pink hole quite clearly. Every cock
in the audience was stiff by the time Miss Johnson had finished her description
of muscle groups and an almost tangible sexual atmosphere filled the room. Lisa
was breathless and feeling more exposed and helpless than at any other time in
her life. Her crimson face was burning with shame and she was shaking
uncontrollably but at least it was over and she'd be able to get dressed
now.....
          "Ok, as we have a model at our disposal today we'll take this
opportunity to examine the physical attributes of the female." Lisa didn't want
to believe what she was hearing.
          "Up on the couch young lady," said Geraldine Johnson patting the
leather covered surface. In a daze Lisa clambered onto the thing. The boys
craned forward for a better look trying not to miss any detail of the naked
woman's exposed body.
          "Kneel up....that's right now reach behind and grasp your
ankles....good." Lisa was bending backwards grasping her ankles and very aware
of the way her boobs were standing up from her chest. Her sensitive and very
hard nipples pointed provocatively towards her audience. The position also made
her pubic mound push insolently forwards. She knew they must be able to see the
slightly parted lips of her pussy. Oh god, the thought sent a fresh wave of
humiliation coursing through her. If this wasn't bad enough what happened next
was even more dreadful.

          The schoolmistress finished describing the external structure of the
breast then invited five of the class at a time to come up to the couch. Lisa
looked into the pink and hot faces of the boys as they crowded eagerly around
her. Maintaining the bent back position wasn't easy, she could feel a dull ache
starting in her shoulders and the middle of her back. She jumped and gasped as
the woman reached out and cupped one of her boobs then squeezed the soft globe
and pointed at the nipple and surrounding area while she continued.
          "Now I want each of you in turn to examine the aureole, nipple and the
breast itself. Feel the different textures, we'll be having a test in our next
lesson. Antonio would you like to go first?" Lisa screwed her eyes tight shut,
          "Please," she said quietly, "you musn't let them. Oh Goddddd!" It was
already too late. The fresh faced, brown eyed boy standing on her left hadn't
needed a second invitation. He grasped one of her soft boobs in his hot hand
moulding it into several shapes before taking hold of the other breast as well.
A wicked smile crossed Geraldine Johnson's face as the helpless naked young
woman on the couch in front of her groaned quietly then drew her breath in
sharply as the young fingers pinched one of the flint like nipples. She could
only guess at the tremendous feelings of shame and humiliation that Lisa James
must be experiencing. Naked and surrounded by young boys who were being allowed
to touch her, it was just too awful to contemplate. A spasm of sexual arousal
stirred in her belly as Lisa groaned again.

          Three groups of five boys all took their turns at mauling Lisa's
throbbing breasts. All of them took the opportunity to wobble them in their
hands and also to pinch and pull at the incredibly hard and sensitive nipples.
By the time they'd all finished her nipples were aching, suffused with blood and
more erect than she would have thought possible. They pointed out like two
little red fingers pulsing in time with the beating of her heart. Simon Barrow
had noted the increasing volume of Lisa's moaning as the examination had
continued.
          "Proper little slut isn't she?" he said quietly to Fiona Cole. Miss
Johnson allowed Lisa a few moments to compose herself while she gave a brief
description of the anatomy to be found between a female's legs. Lisa stared
wildly around the room. Simon Barrow and Miss Cole both had horrible smiles on
their faces. Please no! Surely they weren't going to be allowed to look at her
pussy and bumhole! She wanted to run from the room, wanted to hide away from
them but she knew it was hopeless. They were going to inspect her holes! God no!
Please no!
          "Right young lady lets have you back up on the couch."

          This time she was made to lie on her back. A slight adjustment and the
centre of the couch rose up leaving her head and feet at a lower level than her
hips. This caused the mound of her pubis to be thrust upwards into the air.
Keeping her thighs closely pressed together was the only defence she had against
their prying eyes. Taking Lisa's hands the teacher drew them back over the young
woman's head and secured them with wrist straps to the end of the couch. Then
she slid her hand over Lisa's stomach allowing it to come to rest above the
hairless vagina. The touch instigated a new wave of panic in the reclining
"model". Miss Johnson patted the fleshy pad and then squeezed it between her
fingers,
          "As you can see the pubic mound is quite firm but pliable. It acts as
a sort of shock absorber and sits above the pubic bone offering a degree of
protection to the vagina beneath. Legs wide apart girl." It was said quietly but
firmly. Lisa didn't want to believe what she was hearing, she was already
wallowing in absolute shame. If she had to open her legs she'd pass out because
of the intensity of the humiliation. She was sure of it. The wetness between the
lips of her pussy would be obvious to all of them. Her face burned hotter as she
felt the woman begin to pull her ankles apart.
          "You disobedient girl! Why aren't you doing as you're told? Now get
your legs open." Geraldine Johnson quickly forced the quivering thighs apart and
made sure that the young woman's feet were hanging down over each side of the
couch. Lisa moaned in despair as the pink crack between her legs was finally
revealed to the giggling boys. She screwed her eyes tightly shut trying
desperately to will herself into another plane of existence. The sudden touch of
fingers on her inner thigh made her eyes fly open in panic.
          "Noooooo! Don't! Please Nooooo!"
          "Why is your vagina so wet you disgusting girl? This is a serious
anatomy class and you seem to be using it for some sort of cheap sexual thrill.
Mr Barrow what do you make of this?"
          "I agree, quite disgusting. We'll certainly be discussing her
behaviour on Saturday." The boys weren't really listening instead they were
concentrating on the delicate lipped slit that had been revealed only inches in
front of their faces. As their eyes roamed over the delicate vulval anatomy
their erections pulsed with excitement.

          Lisa moaned loudly and screwed her eyes tightly shut as she felt her
tormentress take hold of the sticky pussy lips and pull them open. They slipped
apart revealing her very wet hole to the assembled watchers. As the intimate
examination continued Miss Johnson explored the labia minora and majora then the
clitoris and it's hood and finally she delved into the vaginal tunnel itself.
Lisa moaned and groaned throughout, tossing her head from side to side in a
mixture of arousal and humiliation. The exposure of her most secret parts to a
group of teenage boys produced the most incredibly intense sense of shame that
she'd ever experienced. But having her pussy opened and displayed to them was
frighteningly erotic at the same time. Her initial feelings of self-loathing
were gradually overcome as she felt the first stirrings of an orgasm deep within
her belly. She knew she'd begun to slowly writhe and lift her hips towards the
questing fingers but she couldn't help herself. Miss Johnson's voice faded as
the pulsing in her belly grew more insistent but then the pulling and probing
stopped. She opened her eyes horribly aware of what was about to happen next.

          Lisa was shaking her head back and forth. No! No! Please don't let
them! You can't let them! It was too late. Already the first group of boys was
surrounding the couch and looking down at her with excited eyes. Miss Johnson
was addressing them,
          "Now make sure you identify the inner and outer lips, pay particular
attention to the clitoris. I want to know which parts have a particular feel or
texture to them and what reactions our model makes if you pinch or pull them."
Lisa couldn't believe the nightmarish suggestions the woman was making.
          "Make sure you're all totally familiar with the external and internal
structure. Now just before you start I think you'll probably need this." She
produced a small towel and draped it over one of Lisa's firm thighs before
moving to one side and allowing the boys to crowd around the naked young woman.
Hands immediately began investigating the exposed flesh producing a whole series
of groans and squeals from their helpless victim.

          "She's such a little slut," said Fiona Cooper, "I can't believe how
wet her vagina's getting." Simon Barrow and Geraldine Johnson agreed as they
watched and listened to Lisa's shrieks and groans as yet another set of fingers
stretched open her hairless pussy.
          "Oooohhhh! AAAAhhhhhhhhh! Ow! Ooooohh! Oh Godddddddd! No don't!
Noooooooo!" As they pulled her engorged pussy lips apart and pinched and pulled
at her throbbing clitoral stub Lisa continued to vocalise her protests. Each of
the grinning boys took a turn. She groaned and moaned and writhed on the fingers
as they pushed deeply into her tight pink tunnel. It went on and on.

          Lisa's helpless body convulsed and stiffened many times during her
prolonged examinations by the remaining two groups of her young classmates. Her
squeals and gasps continued to rise in volume and most embarrassingly her pussy
leaked more and more clear fluid as her belly stirred in response to their
probings. The little towel was slippery with sticky secretions by the time the
boys had all taken a turn. The last was carefully wiping his fingers when Miss
Johnson undid Lisa's wrists and forced her to stand by the couch on shaking
legs. She groaned softly, her pussy and stomach throbbing with sexual
frustration. She'd teetered on the brink of orgasm throughout the clumsy
ministrations of her classmates. The humiliation and overwhelming needs of her
body were reducing her to an animalistic state. She wanted to come, needed to
come, had to come even if it was in front of all of them!

          "Stick it out properly girl! Come on! Dip your back more and open your
buttocks! Come on lift it up! Oh for goodness sake!" Miss Johnson grabbed Lisa's
hips and forced them down over the end of the couch. Her back dipped which
pushed her bottom upwards towards her once more eager audience.
          "Now open your legs further." The older woman pushed the quivering
thighs wide apart causing the delicious soft bum cheeks to open lewdly. Lisa
moaned self pityingly as yet more shame was heaped upon her. Her face burned
anew and she bit her lip. They'd be able to see her bumhole! Oh God! As the
Mistress's hands slid over the exposed bottom it tensed visibly.
          "Relax yourself girl!" she said crossly, "the class needs to be able
to see your anus properly before they examine it." Surely Miss Johnson wasn't
going to let the horrible boys actually touch her there! She hated having her
bumhole felt. It was so sensitive. Just the thought of having it touched sent a
wave of panic crashing through her mind. A finger pushed firmly against the
tight entrance. It suddenly struck her why the Nurse had lubricated her bottom
hole after her lunchtime enema. She began to protest immediately,
          "Miss! Miss! Oh don't please don't! You musn't! Nooooooooooo!" She
tried to twist her hips away from the invading digit.

          Splatt! Geraldine Johnson's hand bounced off one of the soft inner
thighs, her fingertips almost grazing the swollen lips of Lisa's pussy. The
young woman's head rose in response to the tremendously hard blow and she
screamed and tried to close her legs.
          "You disobedient girl! You really need to be taught a lesson.
Gentleman could I ask you to please take a firm hold of our young lady here. If
some of you could ensure that her legs are kept nicely spread it would help
enormously." As the boys crowded eagerly forwards Geraldine Johnson smiled
broadly at Simon Barrow and Fiona Cole who were looking on with undisguised
enthusiasm. Lisa felt boyish hands placed all over her body. They pressed her
down against the couch while others were dragging her legs apart once more. She
sobbed and tried to fight against them but found herself helplessly fixed in
place. The teacher began slowly spanking the soft inner thighs working her way
up and down the jerking flesh. Lisa squealed and begged and cried much to the
amusement of her classmates who continued to hold her still. Their combined grip
tightened as she tried to twist and writhe away from the stinging slaps. Crying
profusely did nothing to lessen the severity of her punishment. Once the soft
thighs were suitably covered with red hand prints the teacher worked her way
across the tensing bum cheeks. They quickly turned pink then red as Lisa sobbed
uncontrollably. Finally the whole of the churning bottom was scarlet except for
the valley between the wobbling cheeks. Geraldine Johnson blew a lock of hair
away from her face and rubbed her stinging palm against her leg. That ought to
teach the little bitch she thought to herself looking down at the bright red
posterior and thighs.

          For several minutes after the spanking had stopped Lisa's bottom
continued to tighten rhythmically. It was on fire. She moaned and sobbed because
of the atrocious stinging but also because of the awful situation. She'd been
spanked and reduced to tears whilst all of her most secret places were blatantly
displayed to a group of young boys. The humiliation was all consuming and now
they were going to touch her again. She knew if she resisted the punishment
would get worse. They'd just keep increasing the severity until she stopped
fighting and then they'd do whatever they wanted. It was quite simple dreadful.
Mind numbingly awful but mind blowingly exciting at the same time. She could
feel fluid oozing freely from her pussy and then the fingertip was back pressing
against her bumhole. During her ordeal the boys had chattered and laughed but
now they were silent, concentrating on the widespread scarlet bum cheeks and
their teachers finger.
          "Relax your sphincter girl or do you want me to fetch a strap!" Lisa
did her best to relax her bumhole gritting her teeth as Miss Johnson finally
achieved what she wanted. A squeal and low moan escaped her as the mistress's
finger sank deeply into the tight elastic tunnel. It moved back and forth
reaming the tight ring as it penetrated all the way in. Lisa moaned and slowly
shook her head as the horrible sensations continued. The teacher was talking to
the boys once more but she heard none of it. Her whole being was focussed on the
questing digit in her anal canal and the burning in her bum cheeks.

          She buried her face in her hands as the first boy was invited to
examine her rectal passageway. Groaning loudly she felt his fingers tease the
puckered entrance before one forced it's way inside. They all laughed as Lisa's
bum quivered and rolled around as the boy finger-fucked it for several minutes.
          "Can you feel the muscle gripping when you push in or out?" The
teacher asked the boy.
          "Yes Miss," he replied brightly. It took a long time before each of
the class had experienced the tightness of Lisa's bottom. Simon Barrow and Miss
Cooper left halfway through after a short conversation with Geraldine Johnson.
When it was over she had Lisa stand in front of the class. Tears of shame and
embarrassment were still trickling down the younger woman's very red cheeks.
          "Now young lady I hope you've learnt a valuable lesson today. If I or
anyone else tells you to do something you'll do it. If we see any more signs of
your disobedience you'll be punished severely do you understand?" Lisa nodded
and sniffled back a tear.
          "To prove to me that you've learnt your lesson we'll have a little
test." There was no resistance and nothing hidden from the boys this time. Her
glowing bottom served as a pointed reminder. She'd do as she was told in future.
Yes she would. Geraldine Johnson's test had nothing to do with anatomy it was
more for her own satisfaction. First she had Lisa hold her breasts out to the
boys then spread the lips of her pussy before finally bending over and holding
her bum cheeks apart for them. She was still bent over as the boys filed out of
the room their comments and laughter trailing behind them.

          Miss Johnson had her stand with her hands behind her back whilst she
selfishly indulged herself for a few moments.
          "You really are a little slut aren't you? Quite disgusting. You liked
all of that didn't you?" Lisa couldn't manage a reply as the woman's fingers
began playing havoc with her pussy. As her clitoris was squeezed and pulled she
felt the orgasm building rapidly. It didn't take much before she suddenly
screamed and fell against the woman clamping her thighs tightly on the delicious
hand. As the orgasm washed over her waves of throbbing pleasure filled her
soaking pussy. She groaned and writhed on the hand as it continued to tease her
before slumping to the floor at the laughing woman's feet. Totally spent she
could do nothing but gasp air into her burning lungs as she looked up into her
tormentors smiling face.
          "You dirty dirty girl! Did I tell you you could come?" Red faced Lisa
shook her head.
          "No I certainly did not! We're obviously going to have to teach you
several lessons on Saturday. Obedience and self control are sadly lacking where
you're concerned." Ten minutes later the woman's threatening words were still
echoing in Lisa's head as she hurried through the school grounds towards the
dining room.......