PART ONE ONLY - REAL MEDIA VERSION - Mallory and Tracy are a couple of spoiled rotten, brat-bitch, legal-aged senior school girls. The two pleated-skirt, saddle-shoe-shod babes figure they've earned the right to strike out on some ornery, end-of-the-year fun. In a bold fit of youthful defiance, the girls skip class, break into an off-limits, school warehouse then go on a free spirited rampage of destruction. It's a classic revolt against authority. Mallory uses a crow bar to smash assorted artworks and other random objects while Tracy defaces a mural with spray paint. What fun! A wheel chair r...

PART ONE ONLY - REAL MEDIA VERSION - Mallory and Tracy are a couple of spoiled rotten, brat-bitch, legal-aged senior school girls. The two pleated-skirt, saddle-shoe-shod babes figure they've earned the right to strike out on some ornery, end-of-the-year fun. In a bold fit of youthful defiance, the girls skip class, break into an off-limits, school warehouse then go on a free spirited rampage of destruction. It's a classic revolt against authority. Mallory uses a crow bar to smash assorted artworks and other random objects while Tracy defaces a mural with spray paint. What fun! A wheel chair race tops off the girl's session of carefree insolence then trouble strikes. Enter Head Mistress Delila, a dyke bitch authoritarian with an air of discipline worthy of the Gestapo. BUSTED! The place is trashed and Delila is pissed. She wields a riding crop paddle that immediately targets the errant young asses of both disobedient femmes. Mallory and Tracy are ordered to kneel. Their feet are tied and skirts lifted for examination of their firm young buttocks. The smooth, round asses are extra fine specimens, so typical of youthful adult females. Any protests are met with the crop. The smack is quick and crisp. The yelps are sharp. There's no doubt; Delila is in charge and the girls are gonna' suffer.