OK, interlude in short:

-After showing respect to giggling (female) friends (including kissing their panty-clad butts), they dig her out.

-Janet can barely move her limbs after long immobility

-put her in a sleeping bag in a tent a friend brought. She has also some duct tape in the sack for the tent, to mend holes (will be used later in the story).

-another, slightly older, friend arrives (Pat), ex student of Janet, also not one of Janets favorite pupils because of her personal hygiene. Large build, Hippy type. Had no regular boyfriend for years.

-Girls sit around a fire, hearing music and talking about sex and boys, Janet is almost forgotten, when Pat says "this talk makes her too horny, she better take a look at Miss Shaw"

-They wonder after a while talking what takes her so long when she comes out of tent after nearly an hour

-Recognizing the glassy look in her eyes and the smug grin, Bella says "Oh my god did you..."

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"Teach sure showed me hell lot of respect in there. Two times." she said, patting herself suggestively below her navel.

Brandy giggled with her hand in front of her mouth as Bella took the flashlight went to the tent to take a look at Janet.

"You better donīt go in there yet."

"Why that?" Bella asked suspiciously.

"Well, i was at the open-air festival for three days now, just came back two hours ago. There was no real opportunity to shower, so..." she shrugged apologetically.

Bella was almost knocked back by the scent as she opened the tent flap. A strong aroma of - Bella could only think of it as "Bitch in heat" - mixes with an almost equally strong odor of stale urine, sweat and not so subtle traces of things she didnīt want to think about.

Bella raised her eyebrows and looked back scoldingly at Pat, who shrugged again.

"Iīm thoroughly clean now. every where."

Bella braced herself and into the tent, taking shallow breathers through her mouth, and let the flashlight travel along Janet. She noticed that Pat had strapped her belt around the sleeping bag above Janets elbows, obviously to make sure she couldnīt reach for the zipper to free herself. As the light reached her face, she was greeted by Janets wide eyed stare and muffled noises. Her whole face was glistening wet, and two wiry hairs, each about on and a half inches long, were sticking to her skin on her chin and cheek.
"You should trim yourself at least occasionally." she scolded Pat through the tent flap. Or wipe, she added to herself.
"Havenīt had a boyfriend since two years now, so why bother." came the reply.
A piece of duct tape was slapped over her mouth and slightly bulging cheeks. Under Janets grateful look, she began to peel the tape away with pointed fingers. She saw some yellowish garment protrude from the corner of the mouth as she was halfway through. Bella looked suspiciously at it.
"What have you put in there?" She asked loud.
"Not sure if you want to know."
Silence.
"Well, 3 days of laundry, if you like. Forgot to take spare underwear with me. I didnīt wanted to put these back on, now that Iīm prim and clean again."
Bella looked at the garment again and, to Janets chagrin, slapped the tape back over her teachers mouth. Ignoring the pleading muffled sounds Janet made.
"Sorry, but i will definitely NOT touch that." she said to Janet, as if Janet was the one responsible for the ineffable dirty panties sealed into her mouth.
Bella crawled back out, but left the tent flap open to help the scent in the tent go away.

"Go, clean her up, Pat. Now that the deed is done, we others may as well have our fun, too. But i will definitely not put my privates anywhere near that mess."

"But i donīt think my panties are clean yet!"

"Then do something about it. They wonīt get any cleaner just by sitting around in her mouth."

"Well, okay. Give me a few minutes. Do you have a towel?"

Brandy handed her a spare shirt.

With the shirt and a full water bottle she had brought, Pat entered the tent.

The girls watched her through the open flap as she straddled Jantes chest and grimaced as they heard the sound of the duct-tape ripped off in one swift motion.

"Donīt you dare to spite them out. Here, let me soak them a little."

"Good, now chew them. CHEW on them!"

She lifted her butt and brought it hard down on Janets chest.

"Good. Turn them around with your tongue. Good. Swallow."

The girls saw her tilting the bottle again in front of her.

"Again. You know the drill. Donīt swallow until i tell you."

"Swallow. Again." Pause. "Swallow. Now sanitize."

They saw her switch the bottles.

"OK, Swallow."

She switched the bottles again.

"Rinse. Swallow. Now suck the water out of them while i clean your face."

Pat left the tent a few minutes later, her panties - which were almost white again - proudly in her hand in front of her.

"As good as new. Both, before you ask."

The Bella and Brandy giggled at that.

Pat dropped her shorts and put the panties back on. Bellas and Brandies jaws dropped as they saw her thick, wiry bush. It looked like a horse brush. Bella felt almost pity for Janet.

Both Bella and Brandy werenīt sure how to proceed after Pat had sat back down again.

"So, what did you actually DO in there?" asked Brandy.

"Right now?"

Brandy rolled her eyes. "I already saw that. No, before."

"You really want to hear?"

"No, just asking to be polite. Come on, donīt make me beg."

"Well, at first i just wanted to make her suck my toes, like you did. When she complained that they were dirty, i got a little angry and told her that that was the point of the exercise, and not to satisfy some of her pervert wishes."

Brandy and Bella laughed at that.

"When she wouldnīt do it, i just bounced up and down on her belly - hard - until she did. My feet felt so clean and fresh afterward that i wanted to try it with my axles."

The other girls wrinkled their noses at that.

"I sat on her upper thighs and drew her upper body up by the sleeve of the sleeping bag. I felt her arms twitch, so i secured them with my belt. I just had to hit her tit once through the sleeping bag and could guide her licking mouth around my armpits by her hair as i would a shower head. I laid her back down, and my navel was next. You canīt imagine what your finger smells like when you put it in your navel after 3 hot days and..."

"We donīt want to know" Bella said sternly with a mocking expression on her face.

"OK. Anyway, this spot is rather sensitive for me, what made me think of one - or rather two - other places i would have liked to have cleaned. I tell you, i was glad you had the music so loud out here. When i dropped my shorts and panties, she went really wide-eyed and started to yell; for you, Bella, by the way. You must be her new protector for her or something. Kind of a stockholm syndrome. I dindnīt waste any time and sat down on her face to quiet her. I had really no sexual intentions before, but when you have a nose up your pussy and a clenched pair of lips pressed against your sphincter... what can i say? I had no sex for almost a year now. Besides, humiliating your old teacher felt somewhat sexy from the beginning, i have to admit. I knew this was going too far, but - well - i was already sitting on her face. So 'the deed was done', as you said, and getting off on her face wouldnīt add up that much. To make a long story short, in my current position i showed her a rather ultimate form of 'showing respect' first. The rest... youīve seen the evidence."

"You made her eat your asshole?" asked Brandy, unbelieving.

"Inside out. And again to prepare me for my second orgasm. Try letting her nose slip into your butt when she eats your pussy, by the way. It really adds to the experience."

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Brandy gets hot and goes into the tent to have her share...