Your body is rocked by wave after wave of pleasure as the house takes you in every conceivable way. Walls undulate and shift, becoming living things that penetrate you with unnatural strength. The air fills with your moans and cries of ecstasy, echoing through the empty rooms as if they were calls to a sexual savior.

You cling desperately to consciousness, wanting this feeling to last forever but knowing deep down that it cannot.

As the house continues its relentless onslaught, your body is stretched and molded to fit every curve and crevice within reach. The walls press in against you, forming a tight cocoon of pleasure as they stroke and caress your most sensitive parts. The bed beneath you seems to come alive with lust, its vibrations becoming more intense by the second as it rams itself deep inside you over and over again.

A cacophony of moans and gasps fill the air as the orgy spreads throughout the school. Teachers are ignored, replaced by the perverted principal's twisted desires. Cabinets burst open, revealing hidden stashes of sex toys and pornography. The walls groan under the weight of countless bodies writhing in ecstasy.

In one classroom, a group of older boys surround a terrified girl, taking turns using her as their personal plaything.

Another group of students huddle around the supply closet, using its shelves as makeshift beds as they engage in a frantic orgy. The perverted principal watches them with a satisfied smile, knowing that he has successfully twisted their innocence into depravity. In the library, younger students are forced to participate against their will, their pleas falling on deaf ears as older boys and girls take advantage of their fragile bodies.

Her eyes flash with mischief as she looks down at you. "I think," she says slowly, her voice low and sultry, "that it's time we shared some of this pleasure with your sister." Her fingers curl into a fist around your cock through your pants, gripping tightly as her thumb brushes against the sensitive head. "Wouldn't you like that?"

Sarah laughs softly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, I have so many ways to share," she says teasingly, her fingers moving faster against your aching length. "But for now...I think it's time we got started." She leans in closer, whispering into your ear: "Tell me, what do you think your sister would like most?"

You take the marker back with a grin. "I'm glad you approve," you tell her before adding another line beneath the first one she wrote: "Use me however you want." You then move to Emily's other thigh and write, "Please, fuck me harder." Finishing up, you hand the marker back to Kylie with a mischievous glint in your eye.

With renewed determination, Kylie takes the marker and begins to write on Emily's body with abandon. She covers her sister's breasts, stomach, thighs, and even parts of her face with words like "slut," "use me," and "fuck me harder." As she writes, her own arousal grows more intense, and she begins to fantasize about the strangers who might see their display.

Her ruby eyes flash with anger as you ignore her once again. The power of the idol surges through her veins, making her feel stronger and more in control than ever before. With a sharp yank, she rips off your underwear, exposing your bare ass to the cool air of the room.

"Do you really want to keep pretending this isn't happening?" she asks coldly, her voice dripping with venom. "Or do you want me to make you pay attention?"

Her ruby eyes narrow with fury as she leans in close to your ear. "I can make you feel so much better," she whispers seductively, her breath warm against your neck. "If only you'd let me." The power of the idol thrums through you, urging you towards submission and obedience...

You feel your body tense and release as Emily's fingers expertly bring you to the brink of orgasm. As you arch your back in ecstasy, Jack leans forward and presses his lips against yours, tongue thrusting deep into your mouth. The sensation is overwhelming; his dominance and control are unlike anything you've ever experienced before.

As your climax washes over you, leaving you shuddering and gasping for breath, Jack pulls back, watching you with a satisfied grin. "

Jack looks down at you with smug satisfaction as he watches your breathing slowly return to normal. He grins evilly and leans back in his chair again. "So, Amy... What shall we do next?" His voice is cold and commanding, daring you to suggest anything that crosses your mind.