"OK," Holly said to Judy as the opening introduction finished off, and the rest of the event space was opened. "We should have put more thought into our costumes." She pulled at the low-cut collar of her half-shirt, the white cloth opening to expose the insides of her breasts while tied underneath them for support and display. Like Judy, she wore a skirt that was too short, the 'sexy schoolgirl' costume.

Nor were they the only ones.

"I told you," Judy said as she looked side to side, as she had accessorized with knee-high boots. Holly wore a thin collar. "But you know, I bet that in a school theme, there has to be a Drama Club somewhere, for alternate costumes. I think we should find it."

"Assuming, of course that there is one," Holly countered. The two of them walked out of the entryway and into a hallway, both sides lined with lockers, and the occasional doorway leading into a classroom, or even another hall. "You got any ideas?" she asked.

Judy turned to look at her to give her reply when she was grabbed by the waist and with a sharp "eeek!" was tossed into an open locker. Holly barely had time to blink before she saw her friend and someone else be pressed into the small, cramped space before the door was closed by another man, this one in a football uniform. "We were talking!" she objected. "Rude!"

"Hey, my buddy wanted a piece of the action," the football player said as he leaned up against the locker to prevent the door from opening. "She was available."

"Yes, but we were making plans!" Holly repeated. She looked over the man's shoulder, or tried to at least, but he body-blocked her. She could definitely hear things going on in there. "Fine," she pouted. "But while they're doing that, how about I go down on you too?"

"Sorry," he shook his head, "I don't swing that way."

Holly was surprised, then pointed at the locker with definite rattling in it.

"Nah, he's a friend," the Jock said. "Gotta watch out for them, you know."

"Says the man who threw my friend into a locker so she could get ravished not two minutes in."

The Jock's smirk matched Holly's own, and the moaning from inside the locker reached a peak, then stopped. "Done!" Holly announced with the same degree of cheer she would toast. The Jock agreed and pushed himself off the door, allowing it to open. His friend, whom Holly identified as the Nerd by his dress code, stepped backwards out of the locker, followed by Judy, whose shirt had been ripped open.

"Hey there!" Judy addressed Holly. "Miss me?"

"Only in the sense that I wished I was in there with you," Holly replied. "So," she turned to the Nerd, "how was she? I mean, she didn't have room to do the thing with her legs, so how was it?"

"Nice," the Nerd said, adjusting his (fake) glasses. "But in order to actually have an opinion, I would need more experimental evidence. Care to help in the name of science?"

"Get in the locker," Holly told him, pointing to the one he just came out of. He did so, and Holly pushed in after him, undoing her shirt in the process. The door was closed behind them, and five minutes later, they were back out.

"Now?" Holly asked, adjusting her skirt a little bit. The Nerd seemed caught off guard, and the Jock hid his chuckle behind a closed fist. "Well, if you can't decide, find us later for more data," she made the open-ended offer on both of their behalf's. She saw Judy leaning up against the far wall. "Miss me?" it was her turn to use their code phrase.

"Just a little," Judy replied as the Jock gave the Nerd a huge hug. "I got detention while you were in there," she said, indicating her damaged shirt. "Improper uniform," she admitted. "Wanna come watch me get punished?"

"Sure!" Holly agreed. "Where and when?"

"Now, over there," Judy pointed at a door that had a sign saying 'Detention' over it. She started to stroll there, and Holly fell in behind her, the others ignored and forgotten. Judy reached the door first and pushed it open. "Hey!" she announced loudly, "I'm here!"

"Ah," a woman sat crosslegged on the teacher's desk, a riding crop in her hands and nothing else. "Yes, you two are improperly dressed, and shall be punished." She slapped the crop into her hands. "The punishment is death."

"Pardon me, Ma'am," Holly said, pointing out the obvious. "But aren't you out of uniform too?"

"An exception so the blood doesn't ruin my clothes," the teacher said. "Now, choose your fate," she indicated several large items at the back of the room. "You're not leaving here alive."

"I'll do the guillotine," Judy said with conviction.

"So will I," Holly agreed. "It's only fair that the same crime gets the same punishment."

"Good," the 'teacher' smiled as she hopped off the desk. "Now, be a dear and one of you put your head through the hole," she indicated the hoop of metal that was under the sharp angled blade. It was at waist height, and both women saw that the only way to put your head into it was to bend over at the waist.

Judy went first, obligingly bending over and slipping her head through the hole before the 'teacher' closed it. "Last words?" she asked.

"Only that I won't be able to suck your pussy afterward," Judy said, and the teacher slapped her ass with the riding crop. Judy didn't yell out, but the blade was jostled loose, and fell, cutting Judy's head off.

Holly watched her friend get killed, blood flowing freely from both sides of her neck. "Always so eager, she said as she pushed Judy's body free with her foot, then bent over to offer her own neck as the 'teacher' reset the killing machine. "My last words are simple," she said as she prepared herself, looking down at her friend's lifeless eyes. "I regret nothing!"

Then a sharp pain in her neck, and nothing.

Holly stepped out of the locker in the entryway, where Judy waited for her. "That was quick," she said.

"It was," Judy agreed. "A nice way to start the evening. Have any ideas for what to do next?"

"Play it by ear," Holly said. "And maybe this time go more than five minutes between deaths, big or little?"

"Pft, like that's ever going to happen," Judy retorted with a snort. "Let's go find something," she rolled her head at the doors leading to the hallway they barely got out of last time.

This time, Holly led the way, pushing open the same doors into a different hallway. The two of them strutted down the checkerboard flooring, ignoring the looks they were getting as they gave off the impression that they were not to be trifled with. They passed by a room with an open door, and cries of pain from inside. Instead, Holly kept walking, looking not just for something, but [i]someone[/i]. She didn't know who she was looking for, but she trusted her instincts.

She came to a stop beside another woman who was dressed similarly to the two of them. She had a blue skirt though, in contrast to their plaid. She draped her arms over the stranger's shoulders, "What's up?" she asked.

"Oh!" the woman responded by taking one of Holly's hands into her own and squeezing. "We haven't met before?" she said.

"Nope!" Judy said, coming into her view. "I'm Judy, this is Holly," she said. "And you are?"

"Molly!" the woman laughed. "Can I sex one of you up?" she asked, completely forward. "I got separated from my group, you see."

"You don't need to explain yourself!" Judy said and got to her knees, pulling up Molly's skirt and getting right to it.

"Mmmm!" Molly hummed with her throat. "Oh, that's good!"

"Come here often?" Holly whispered in her ear, her hands working on Molly's chest as Judy worked her clit.

"FIR-st ti-ME!" Molly responded, her voice jumping as she tensed.

"Hey Judy! We got a virgin here!" Holly looked down at her friend, who gave a thumbs up in response. "Well," she whispered close into Molly's ear, quiet and sultry, "how about we take you for a ride? You pick one of us, and do what you want to her and then the other one will return the favor?"

"YES!" Molly orgasmed, leaving Judy's face wet. "AH! Ah. Yes? What did I just...?"

"No time!" Judy rose to her feet, "We gotta get you done!"

"Wait? What?" Molly tried to argue. "What are you doing?!?"