THE YOUTH TRAINING CENTER: SANDY'S STORY

BY STORYMASTER

Sandy Winters stifled a grunt with great difficulty. This was her
sixth week in training, and her head Coach was watching closely
this morning. He sat in a chair just a few feet away, clipboard
in hand. "Mmmee," Sandy squealed softly through tightly pursed
lips. She winced, briefly closing her eyes, then opened them
again quickly as she realized her mistake, but it was too late.
As she regained eye contact with her Coach, Sandy watched the man
make some notes on his pad. Sandy knew she would be corrected
later in the day, but at the moment, it was all she could do
simply to maintain some semblance of dignity and control. Sandy
hoped that in light of the circumstances, her Coach would be
lenient with her. After all, she rationalized this was only her
second lover, and this man was much bigger than her first. Sandy
stifled another groan as the man's large cock head hammered
against her cervix, his nearly two inch diameter shaft filling
her completely. Sandy's lower lip quivered as her mouth fell open
in a silent gasp. She tried desperately to maintain eye contact
with her Coach and supervisor as her lover's large hands grasped
her by her slim hips and pulled her back, crushing her shapely
butt against the fronts of his thighs.

Sandy Winters was fifteen years old and currently engaged in a
program of sexual conditioning at The Youth Training Center. How
she came to be there and at the mercy of a complete stranger is a
long story.

"Mmph," the young, blond teenager huffed through her nose as she
clutched the back of the wooden chair in front of her. Sandy was
not doing well today. "Rule Number One" had been drilled into her
psyche repeatedly over the past few weeks, "Silence while being
handled". This was a non-negotiable standard at the Training
Center, and infractions were dealt with sternly. The young girl
arched her back, trying to remember what she had seen in the many
video tapes and photographs she had studied recently, hoping that
perhaps if she did well in her love making from this point on
that her Coach might go easy on her when it came time for
retribution. Her "lover" rammed her again. Sandy thought her
insides would split open. Fortunately she was beginning to "juice
up" a little. When her latest handler had first entered her just
minutes earlier, Sandy had been nearly dry. Foreplay was deemed
to be non-conducive to conditioning at The Center other than for
its anatomical effects. It was therefore optional, and left
entirely up to the individual Coaches' and handlers' discretion.

Sandy had done reasonably well thus far in her conditioning, much
to the surprise of her instructors. When Sandy Winters first
arrived at TYTC she had been a head strong, conceited young girl
as a result of having spent the last several years in a world
that orbited solely around Sandy Winters. The teenager's budding
sexuality and stunning good looks had given her virtually
limitless power over boys her age and older. Young Miss Winters
had proceeded to exploit this power to the fullest.

That power, however had been stripped away almost as quickly as
her clothing the morning of her initial orientation with the Head
Master of The Youth Training Center. Much to Sandy's dismay, two
male assistants had been admitted to the office and had proceeded
to forcibly remove her clothes. Sandy had remained naked ever
since. In the early weeks of her training, Sandy had cried often.
Soon, however she realized that sympathy was not something that
was dispensed liberally at The Center. Correction, on the other
hand came swiftly and surely. Since her enrollment, by her
step-father, Jim Neilson, over six weeks ago, young Sandy Winters
was learning an entirely new way of life. Her step-father barely
recognized her during the first of her scheduled observation
sessions.

That had been an interesting session. Her step-father, who had
admitted Sandy for the express purpose of having her prepared for
his personal pleasure, had been invited to witness Sandy's first
oral sex session. From behind the one-way mirror, Jim Neilson
watched as his haughty, blond step-daughter was led into one of
the training rooms used for anonymous observation. It was the
first time Neilson had seen Sandy naked, and he was very pleased
indeed by the sight of her.

Sandy, at fifteen was magnificent to say the least. She had a
trim, athletic body with a wasp like waist and nicely spreading
hips. Sandy's breasts were small and slightly pointed with puffy
nipples and areola. The real focus of Neilson's attention at
first witnessing his lovely step-daughter's nakedness, however
lay between her thighs. Sandy Winters' pussy was a real eye
catcher. Even at fifteen years of age, she was still virtually
hairless with only the slightest tuft of wispy, blond curls
crowning her pubis. Sandy's full vulva, wide pubic arch and
tightly closed slit were plainly visible as the young teen was
left alone and shivering in the cool room.

The Center thought of everything. The cool room temperature
caused Sandy's nipples to begin to harden almost immediately as
she instinctively attempted to cover herself. A practice which
would later be dealt with.

Sandy Winters had also been blessed with stunning good looks. Her
face was a symphony of loveliness. Sandy had expressive blue
eyes, a full mouth and a cute, little upturned nose. Her shining,
blond hair fell over her shoulders and down to her waist like a
golden cape. As the girl turned, gazing nervously around the
room, her step-father noticed an oval shaped, plastic flange
pressed against and between Sandy's shapely butt cheeks. Neilson
remembered reading about The Center's policy called "CAP" or
"Constant Anal Presence". He assumed that this was a part of that
regimen. While Neilson watched, his lovely, young step-daughter
dropped a hand behind her and touched the plastic flange,
eliciting a wince as the long, tapered butt plug jabbed at her
insides. Sandy's step-father smiled from behind the big
observation mirror.

Just then, two male attendants entered the room with Sandy,
closing the door behind them. It was then that her step-father
also noticed that there was no door knob on the inside of the
door. The room was soundproof, so Neilson was unable to hear what
was said, but one of the two men gave his step-daughter an
obvious command. At first the young blond backed away from the
two men. She continued to try to cover her nudity by placing a
hand over her pussy and an arm across her breasts. In response,
one handler quickly stepped over to Sandy and took her by the
shoulders. Sandy looked away as the man spoke to her. Taking her
by the chin, the man raised Sandy's face and looked her directly
in the eyes. He spoke again. To Jim Neilson's amazement, his
beautiful, young, step-daughter slowly dropped her hands to her
sides. The man before her spoke another command when she started
to look away. Sandy quickly returned her gaze to his eyes. The
man stared at Sandy for several minutes without saying or doing
anything. Then without warning he reached out a hand and took one
of Sandy's small nipples between his index finger and thumb,
pinching gently. The teenager instinctively jerked away. Before
Sandy could get away from him, her handler took her again by the
shoulders and quickly spun the young teen around. While her
step-father watched, the man reached under Sandy's arms then
cupped both her small breasts in his hands, pulling her naked
body back against himself. Sandy struggled weakly as the man
started kissing her bare shoulders while he kneaded her breasts
slowly. At that point, the other man took a position close in
front of the hapless young teen. Jim Neilson gulped as he second
man without hesitation reached down and cupped Sandy's pussy.
Sandwiched between the two large men, the young blond was unable
to escape. She was forced to allow herself to be handled at will
by her trainers. As the second man rubbed her pussy slowly, he
took Sandy by the chin and brought her face to his. The young
girl writhed helplessly between the two. As the second man
continued to massage Sandy's full pussy, he spoke a command.
Although an expression of dismay remained plainly painted on the
young blond's lovely face, she opened her eyes and looked
directly at the man touching her.

"Part of the training," Jim Neilson thought, remembering more of
the material in the Center's brochure. "Clients shall maintain
eye contact with their respective handler(s) at all times."

After a few minutes, the man in front of Sandy removed his hand.
At that time, the man behind Sandy released her breasts and
stepped back. The man in front of the young girl again took her
by the shoulders and turned her to face her other trainer. He
then stepped up close behind Sandy and waited. The first man
spoke a command. A nervous expression fell across Sandy's lovely
features. She hesitated. With that, the man behind her placed one
hand on Sandy's left hip to restrain her, then placed the palm of
his other hand against the plastic flange protruding from between
Sandy's ass cheeks. He moved his hand slowly up and down. The
reaction from the young blond was immediate. Sandy practically
left the floor as she leapt to her tip toes in an effort to ease
the pressure being exerted on her bowel by the device buried
deeply in her rectum.

The eight inch by 1/2 inch hard rubber plug had been placed into
Sandy immediately following her orientation and initial
disrobing. It was removed twice daily by a trainer so that she
might use the bathroom, under strict supervision, of course. The
only other times that it was removed, it was replaced with either
another apparatus or some human appendage. This was part of the
CAP Program, a most successful training method at TYTC.

The trainer behind Sandy, paused briefly while the other spoke
the command again. This time, Sandy was more cooperative, albeit
reluctantly.

"TYTC was wonderful," Jim Neilson thought as he watched his
beautiful, young step-daughter assume a kneeling position in
front of her trainer. "All resistance on the part of clients is
dealt with sexually, never violently," Jim thought to himself,
remembering yet another excerpt from the Center's brochure.

As Jim looked on, he witnessed this policy first hand. Each time
Sandy refused a command some sexual liberty was taken by her
handlers. At the moment, it appeared Sandy was being told to
unfasten her trainer's trousers. Following her initial
reluctance, her second handler had knelt behind her in order to
manipulate her butt plug. At last, the young blond slowly reached
out and unzipped the man's fly. As she did, the handler behind
her reached over her shoulders, taking Sandy's shining, blond
hair in his hands. Pulling her golden tresses back, he then
allowed the young beauty's hair to spill down her back.

"She is so lovely," Neilson thought.

Another command was given. Sandy gazed up at the man standing
before her, a look of utter dismay upon her face. She shook her
head. Immediately the handler behind Sandy reached down between
her thighs. He didn't make use of the butt plug for the moment,
but as Jim Neilson watched the muscles of the man's forearm begin
to move, he realized that he was touching his step-daughter in a
most intimate place. Sandy squirmed in an effort to escape the
man's attentions, but such efforts inevitably proved futile. The
trainer standing in front of Sandy then lifted her chin with two
fingers and spoke the command once again.

Just then the door to the observation gallery opened, and Jim
Neilson turned to see Adam North, the Headmaster of the Youth
Center enter the room and close the door. "Good morning, Mr.
Neilson," North said cordially. "I'm sorry, I'm late, but I had a
new inductee this morning. Oh, good," he said nodding at the
observation window. "This is a big step for Miss Winters."

Turning to face the glass, Jim Neilson watched as Sandy reached a
hand reluctantly into the trousers of the trainer who stood
before her. Suddenly, however, the young girl jerked her hand
away as though burned. Immediately, the handler behind Sandy
withdrew his hand from between her thighs and gave the flange of
her butt plug a firm slap. The effects were instantaneous, as the
young blond's head flew back. She turned quickly to face the man
behind her. With that, the trainer kneeling behind Sandy issued a
command and slapped the butt plug again. Sandy's body jerked in
response, but still she stared back at him, avoiding the man in
front of her. The kneeling trainer proceeded to slap the plug
repeatedly until at last, the stubborn, young girl turned and
faced the man standing patiently before her.

"Young Miss Winters definitely has a stubborn streak in her,
doesn't she, Mr. Neilson," Adam North said with a chuckle.

"Oh, yes. She most certainly does," Neilson agreed. "Her mother
used to spoil the hell out of her as did all of her teachers. I
suppose because of her good looks, Sandy has been used to getting
her own way for a long time." As he watched, the handler standing
in front of his step-daughter once again placed two fingers
beneath Sandy's chin and raised her eyes to his. He spoke a
command.

"Well, you needn't concern yourself further, Mr. Neilson. At The
Youth Training Center we always get the desired results. Young
Miss Winters is no different than most attractive girls her age.
They seem to believe that men will do practically anything for
them in order to gain their favor. If this sort of thinking isn't
stifled early on, it will become a part of her belief system on
into adulthood. Our policy of persistent sexual attention has
proven to be virtually 100% effective at squelching this sort of
attitude. In a few short months, your young step-daughter will be
willing and able to provide you with any sort of sexual
entertainment you could possibly desire. We guarantee it, Mr.
Neilson."

In the training room, Sandy again reached a hand into the
trousers of the trainer standing before her. When she hesitated,
her butt plug received a pat from her other handler. While the
two men in the observation gallery watched, the lovely, blond,
fifteen year old, slowly withdrew her trainer's cock from his
trousers. As the man's ample sized organ sprang free of the
confinement of his clothing, Sandy removed her hand and looked up
at him questioningly.

"There, you see, Mr. Neilson. Just two weeks ago, your
step-daughter told me in no uncertain terms that no matter what
we did to her, she would never cooperate with us. As a matter of
fact, she, like so many others, threatened me with arrest and
jail, and you name it," North went on, chuckling again. "It's all
a matter of method and patience."

Behind the glass, Sandy Winters reluctantly took the man's large
cock in one hand. After receiving a command and another pat on
her butt plug, the young teen began to slowly stroke her
trainer's cock shaft. Neilson was flabbergasted. He turned to
North in wonderment.

Seeing the look of disbelief on his client's face, North smiled
and said, "I take it, this is something that perhaps you have
suggested that Sandy might do for you in the past."

Neilson nodded silently as he watched his beautiful, young
step-daughter spit into her hand for lubrication, then continue
to stroke the cock of the man in front of her. Whenever she
lowered her eyes from his, Sandy received a reminder from behind.

"This is the first time Sandy has met the man who's penis she now
holds, Mr. Neilson. The handler providing guidance from behind,
however, has been working with your step-daughter from the
beginning. If you recall the information sent to you about our
services, you will remember, perhaps that each client is assigned
a Primary handler, or Coach. Sandy's Coach works with her on a
daily basis helping her with her personal hygiene as well as
assisting her with her prescribed daily regimens and then grading
her progress. Over the next few months, Sandy will most likely
develop a bond with her Primary, since it is him that she
ultimately must please. Later we will see to it that this loyalty
is transferred to yourself or to whomever Tyou wish. Am I making
myself clear, Mr. Neilson?"

"Yes, I ah.." Neilson answered, unable to take his eyes off what
was happening on the other side of the one-way glass.

Continuing with his commentary, North said, "From the moment she
awakens in the morning, Miss Winters' Primary never leaves her
side. He renders assistance with her toilet, including when
necessary, the removal and insertion of sanitary tampons. He
bathes your step-daughter, often with the assistance of another.
Most of these daily routines are performed before an audience.
The object being to make it abundantly clear to the client that
her body and her bodily functions are no longer under her
control, but rather they are the property and responsibility of
others. Your step-daughter is a lovely, young woman who, when her
conditioning is complete, should provide you with a great deal
pleasure for many years, Mr. Neilson."

Adam North paused when from the corner of his eye, he sensed a
struggle beginning in the training room. Turning, he saw Sandy's
Principal take her head in his hands, attempting to hold the
young girl motionless from behind. The man in front of the blond
girl then stepped forward. Holding his big cock in one hand, he
placed his other hand behind the struggling girl's head.

"Today marks a big turning point in both the training program and
the life of your step-daughter, Mr. Neilson," North continued as
Neilson watched the standing man begin to rub the tip of his
prick across Sandy's mouth.

"This is incredible," Neilson thought, not for the last time."

In the background, North droned on, "Up until this point, Miss
Winters' conditioning has consisted mainly of confidence breaking
drills intended to make her more susceptible to suggestion and
direction. She has had some initial training in technique using
videos, etc., but until now has had little actual sexual
experience in which she is expected to participate. The taking of
a penis into her mouth is a foundation block in your
step-daughter's conditioning. We prefer to use a stranger for her
initial experiences to teach her that she is expected to provide
any man with sexual service when told to do so. As a matter of
fact, Mr. Neilson, from this moment on, your step-daughter will
seldom have the same 'lover' twice, and they are referred to as
'lovers', by the way. Never will her Principal enter into a
sexual act with her other than as you see before you, to provide
incentive to obey and to learn. This incentive is generally
administered anally, as you have no doubt discovered. We believe
at TYTC that the way to a girl's heart and mind is through her
rectum."

While Neilson and North watched, Sandy's Coach released his hold
on her head and gathered her hair in one hand. He leaned down and
took hold of the plastic flange between the teenager's firm,
round buttox. He then pulled approximately three or four inches
of the device slowly out of Sandy's rectum. The man standing
before her continued to press his cock head against Sandy's lips,
rubbing it not too gently back and forth across her smooth, white
teeth while grasping her firmly by the back of the neck. Sandy
struggled with renewed vigor, trying to shake her head away from
the man's advances. Her blue eyes were shut tightly, and her
pretty face contorted with her effort. Then, without warning,
Sandy's Principal slammed the hard, rubber, anal device back into
her with the heal of his hand. At the same time, he pulled
Sandy's head back hard. The desired results were quickly
achieved.

Although neither Neilson nor his host could hear her, Sandy
opened her mouth wide, with a deep, guttural grunt. She would
later receive marks down for this, but at the moment, that didn't
matter much to the hapless teenager. What did matter was that the
man standing before her took immediate advantage of Sandy's
opened mouth , pushing the head of his cock inside then quickly
to the back of her throat.

Immediately Sandy's hands flew to the man's thighs where she
scrabbled ineffectually, clawing at his flesh with her nails.
Another demerit.

As the smooth, broad head of the man's penis made its way into
her mouth, Sandy's blue eyes flew open in surprise. Gazing upward
she saw the smiling face of the very first man to have her
orally, a mental picture which could never be erased. Sandy
pushed hard against his thighs, trying to pull her head back, but
his progress was relentless, and furthermore, her Principal had
stepped up close behind her, blocking her retreat completely.
While the two observers looked on, the man who's cock now filled
the young teenager's mouth, paused and spoke. Sandy closed her
eyes in response and tried again to free herself. Again she was
unsuccessful.

"What your young step-daughter is no doubt being informed of, Mr.
Neilson," North said, from beside his client. "Are her rights,
which are exactly none," North chuckled again. She will soon be
commanded to cooperate or face unknown consequences. Watch what
happens."

While they looked on, the young blond shook her head in answer to
an ultimatum spoken to her from behind by her Coach. Sandy's lips
were tightly stretched around the shaft of her first "lover's"
cock. Then ever so slowly, young Sandy Winters, teenage idol of
so many, moved her hands from the fronts of her "lover's" hairy
thighs around behind them, holding him just beneath his buttox.
Her Principal spoke again to her. Sandy opened her eyes and
looked up at her "lover" as instructed. Slowly, while the two
observers watched in awe, the man began to withdraw his cock
shaft from Sandy's mouth. When he did, Neilson saw his step-
daughter's cheeks dimple in. "She's sucking him," he realized in
wonder.

Neilson turned quickly toward his host, but quickly looked back
at the proceedings behind the one-way glass. As the purple head
of the man's cock became visible at the corner of his
step-daughter's mouth, he paused and spoke a command. Neilson
could see the mental struggle painted plainly on Sandy's face.
The man spoke again as her Principal leaned down behind her,
reaching for her butt plug. With that, young Sandy opened her
big, blue eyes and her sweet, virgin mouth wide, for her "lover",
her Coach and unknowingly for her step-father. Her "lover" smiled
and slowly moved his hips forward. Neilson saw his
step-daughter's small white hands flex on his thighs as the
unfamiliar flesh again moved into her mouth. Her Principal
cautiously released his restraining grip on Sandy's hair then
knelt behind her. Next her took her hair in both hands and gently
pulled it back, allowing it to spill down her back in a golden
fall. Neilson was once again taken by Sandy's loveliness, her
flawless white skin, her perfectly shaped little butt, her huge
blue eyes which were currently filled with apprehension as her
"lover" began to slowly fuck her mouth. The young girl tensed up
momentarily when to her surprise, her trainer took hold of the
wide flange of her anal device and slowly removed it. Neilson was
amazed at the length of the device when at last Sandy's Principal
placed it on the floor beside her left ankle. While Sandy's
"lover" gradually increased the tempo of his strokes, Sandy's
Coach began to rub her perfect little bottom slowly and
methodically.

"Well, Mr. Neilson. It's been a pleasure," North said turning to
Jim and extending a hand. Jim took his offered hand without
comment. "I do hope you are satisfied with your step-daughter's
progress thus far." Both men glanced back at the observation
window. Neilson's mouth fell open as he watched Sandy's Coach
slip his middle finger into his lovely step-daughter's anal
opening. The little blond's whole body shuddered in response to
the unforseen sensation. Her "lover", however, never slowed his
pace. He continued to move his big cock rhythmically in and out
of Sandy's mouth, causing her head to bob back and forth in time.
Sandy's Principal picked up the first man's tempo, finger fucking
her anally. It was a marvelous scene. "I must leave you now, Mr.
Neilson. I have administrative duties that require my attention.
Please feel free to stay and observe as long as you like. I
believe young Miss Winters is scheduled for more than one oral
session this morning. You should enjoy watching her swallow her
first semen. I for one find that to be a most rewarding event to
observe. From this time forward, Miss Winters, like all of our
clients, will receive a substantial daily dose of semen orally as
well as vaginally later on. Which reminds me that I neglected to
ask if you have read the section on our contraception program."

With great difficulty, Neilson tore his eyes from the scene
unfolding in the training room just a few yards away. "Well, yes,
I... I do remember reading something about it, I believe."

"Briefly, Mr. Neilson. All of our clients are given Norplant. It
is a very effective female contraceptive which is administered
sub-dermally upon a client's induction to the Center. This
implant can be left in place upon her completion of our program
or it may be removed if you intend to impregnate Miss Winters or
to have her impregnated; a service which , by the way we also
provide."

Neilson was having difficulty following what Mr. North was
telling him, so wrapped up was he in watching his young
step-daughter undergo her first oral fucking. Just moments
earlier, Sandy had been issued another command. The young teen
now fondled the testicles of her "lover" while he continued to
administer to her.

Suddenly Neilson remembered something he had intended to ask of
his host. "Mr. North," he said, again tearing his eyes from the
window. "There is something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Yes, Mr. Neilson," North said turning back to his client.

"Has she.. I mean is she?" Neilson said haltingly.

"I beg your pardon," Mr. Neilson.

"Is Sandy, My ah.. step-daughter still a.. I mean, is her.. Is
she still 'intact', is what I mean to say, Mr. North?" Neilson at
last was able to say with a great deal of embarrassment.

"You mean, has Miss Winters had vaginal intercourse." North said
with a smile. Neilson nodded, bashfully. "No, Mr. Neilson, she
had not had vaginal intercourse since her induction here. As far
as our staff gynecologist can determine, your step- daughter is
still a virgin. Miss Winters is not scheduled for deflowering
until, I believe, her fifth week with us. Would you like to be
scheduled to observe on that day?"

"Actually, Mr. North," Neilson said, clearing his throat
nervously. Then he paused.

"Please, Mr. Neilson, I must be going. What is it you wish to
ask?"

"Mr. North," Neilson said regaining his composure. "I wish to be
Sandy's first. I want to be the one to take my step-daughter's
virginity.

Adam North was silent for several moments while he pondered
Neilson's request.

At last he spoke. "Mr. Neilson, this is a very unusual request.
You must understand, that our program here at the Center is
highly structured. It is for this very reason that we are so
successful." He nodded toward the glass.

In the training room, it appeared that events were reaching a
crescendo. Neilson immediately noticed that his step-daughter's
shapely butt was moving slowly in time to her Coaches
manipulations. Her "lover" exhibited amazing control as he
maintained steady, even strokes, never pushing to deeply into the
young teenager's mouth. Full or Deep Throat penetration would
begin on a later day. His job was first to have his subject
accept his cock into her mouth and then to ejaculate therein. He
was well paid for his services and was a true professional, as
were all of the staff at The Center.

"Your participation in Miss Winters' conditioning could have
unpredictable results," North said after a moment.

Neilson looked his way, saying, "Mr. North, I have paid you and
your Center a lot of money to prepare my step-daughter. Thus far,
I must say the results of your program have been nothing short of
spectacular." He paused looking back at the window. "But, Mr.
North, I must insist that somehow I be allowed to have Sandy her
first time. I am quite adamant about this request. I'm sure there
must be some way. You people appear to be very resourceful."

Again, silence filled the small observation room as North
pondered Neilson's proposal. "Very well, Mr. Neilson," he said at
last. "We'll take your request under advisement and contact you
at the proper time. You must agree, however to abide by our
guidelines. Will that be acceptable to you, Mr. Neilson?"

Neilson exhaled a long breath. He realized with some
consternation that he had been holding his breath. "Yes, Mr.
North. That will be just fine. You have my word. I agree to your
terms and will follow your instructions."

"Fine, fine, Mr. Neilson," North said half turning toward the
door. "And now I must take my leave. Until next time then, Mr.
Neilson," he said extending his hand once more. As Neilson shook
his host's hand the man said, "I believe you should look to your
left, Mr. Neilson."

As Neilson turned, North dropped his hand and left the room.
Neilson didn't hear the door close, so engrossed was he in the
happenings on the other side of the observation window. At that
very instant, Sandy's "lover" threw his head back. With both
hands, he grasped her small, blond head, holding her mouth on
himself. At first Sandy's blue eyes merely registered confusion,
then suddenly her expression changed.

With delight, Jim Neilson watched as his lovely step-daughter
sensed the swelling of her "lover's" cock in her mouth. Not
knowing exactly what to expect, Sandy's pretty face exhibited a
medley of expressions ranging from curiosity, to surprise, to
alarm, and at last understanding and even resignation. The young
blond's cheeks bulged outward as her "lover" unloaded into her
virgin mouth. At the same time, her Principal pressed his long
middle finger as far into Sandy's rectum as it would physically
reach, the palm of his hand coming to rest against her firm ass
cheeks. He then hooked his finger rhythmically, massaging Sandy
internally.

Sandy felt the hot fluid spurt against the back of her soft
pallet, filling her mouth and threatening to choke her. With
extreme alarm the young girl tried to pull her head back
struggling for air, but she found her head firmly held between
her "lover's" powerful hands. As more of his hot substance pulsed
into her mouth and throat, Sandy was faced with two choices;
suffocate or swallow. At long last, the young girl chose the
latter. While her step-father watched awe struck from behind the
observation window in the chamber wall, just a few feet away, the
lovely Sandy Winters, athlete and straight "A" student swallowed
her first semen. The semen of a total stranger.

The very next morning Sandy's real training began. She was
awakened early by her Principal and taken to the bathroom. In the
center of the white tiled room stood a solitary, transparent,
glass toilet. As Sandy and her Principal entered the room,
several men and women of varying ages filed in and took their
seats on benches placed around the perimeter of the room. They
were there to observe Sandy's morning toilet. This would become
routine for the young blond, but for now she had great difficulty
looking each observer in the eye as she was supposed to. Sandy
took her place, standing beside the toilet, then as her Coach
approached, she bent over, placing her hands on her knees.
Stepping behind the young girl, her Principal grasped the flange
of her plug and slowly withdrew its eight inch length from
Sandy's rectum. Sandy was then allowed to take a seat on the
toilet and begin her morning.

As the urine began to trickle into the clear glass bowl, Sandy's
Coach nodded silently to one young man seated against the wall.
He was perhaps seventeen years old. The boy rose from his seat
and crossed over to stand beside Sandy and her Coach. Sandy's
Coach placed a hand on Sandy's bare shoulder indicating that she
should look up at the young man and smile. Sandy found this to be
extremely difficult and humiliating. To look into the eyes of a
boy practically her own age while she evacuated her bladder and
bowels was utterly dehumanizing for the young bond who had been
so used to having the world revolve around herself.

While Sandy continued to urinate, her Principal took the young
man aside and whispered to him. Sandy had finished peeing when
the young man stepped back beside her. Sandy had been told the
evening before exactly what would be expected of her this and
every morning. Immediately she forced herself to regain eye
contact with him while she began to bear down. This would be her
only opportunity until late this afternoon. The first terd hit
the water with an audible "plop". Sandy started to look away,
humiliated beyond anything she could remember. The young man
quickly placed a couple of fingers beneath her chin. Then,
raising her face up, he gazed into her blue eyes. Sandy returned
his stare as she was trained to do. "Plop" resounded around the
tiled room. Then Sandy shut her eyes and squeezed hard. When
nothing came out, she opened her eyes again and gazed up at the
young man beside her.

"Are you finished?" he asked.

Sandy nodded, but did not take her eyes from his. Without further
comment, the young man leaned over and tore a piece of tissue
from the roll on a small stand near the commode. He then placed a
hand on Sandy's right shoulder.

Maintaining eye contact with the young man, Sandy slid forward
slightly on the transparent toilet seat and spread her legs. The
young man then reached behind her with a handful of tissue and
proceeded to wipe Sandy's anal opening. Sandy continued to gaze
into his eyes as he did so. The other observers around the room
looked on impassively. The young man dropped the first piece of
tissue into the bowl then reached for another. He wiped Sandy's
bottom once again. Next, with another piece of tissue, he reached
his hand between Sandy's thighs and began to dab at her pussy,
working the paper between her vulva in an effort to clean her as
well as possible. All the while, the young blond was expected to
look him directly in the eye. This she managed to do with great
difficulty. After wiping her thoroughly, the young man dropped
the last piece of tissue into the bowl and flushed the toilet. He
then leaned down for his "thank you" kiss. Sandy gazed into his
eyes as he leaned closer, closing hers only when his lips met her
lips. The young man, whom Sandy had never seen before until this
very morning, kissed her once on the lips then drew back slightly
waiting while Sandy opened her mouth. He then kissed the young
teen once more. Slipping his tongue into Sandy's mouth, he
explored the backs of her lips and teeth. She continued to return
the young man's kiss until he was satisfied, at which time he
stood up, waiting.

Usually this marked the end of Sandy's morning routine. Sandy
expected to be led to the wash basin where she would brush her
teeth, after which she would be bathed. She was looking forward
to brushing this morning since she had not been allowed to since
the last of her handlers had had his way with her mouth yesterday
afternoon. Sandy could still taste the musky taste of semen.
Sandy had swallowed an awful lot of semen yesterday. As her
Principal moved to her side, Sandy leaned forward to rise from
the toilet. Instead of taking her hand and leading her to the
washbasin, however, this morning her Coach placed a restraining
hand on Sandy's shoulder indicating that she should keep her
seat. He then turned and nodded toward another young man of about
twenty while Sandy looked up at him questioningly. The young man
rose and crossed to the toilet. He moved closer to Sandy.

Sandy looked from this new young man to her Coach, then back.
"Proceed," was all that was said. For several moments, Sandy was
at a loss as to what was expected of her. Then finally
understanding spread across her pretty face, followed by mild
dismay.

Several moments passed during which time the observers sat
quietly waiting as did Sandy's intended "lovers" and her
Principal. Finally, Sandy Winters turned slightly so as to better
reach the zipper of the young man who had assisted her with her
morning routine. After having attended to a dozen or so handlers
the day before, young Sandy was well versed in her duties.
Expertly, she lowered the young man's zipper, then worked his
trousers down. As she lowered his boxer shorts, his adolescent
yet quite well developed penis stood before her, waiting. Looking
up at the young man, Sandy took his cock in one hand then kissed
the tip softly. She then cupped his testicles with her other
hand. With the sweetest smile she could muster, Sandy slowly
stroked the young man's cock several times before opening her
mouth and allowing him to place the head onto her slightly
outstretched tongue. While maintaining eye contact with her
"lover" Sandy closed her lips around the head of the young man's
penis and sucked gently. Her lover gazed down at her impassively
while Sandy slowly stroked him. After a few moments, the young
girl removed her mouth from her "lover's" penis and smiled once
again. She then rotated on the toilet seat to face the second
young man who waited patiently for his turn.

This was not Sandy's first attempt to pleasure two men at once.
Yesterday she had attempted a similar exercise, only to fail
miserably when one of the young men she was servicing came
prematurely, shooting his load of hot, ropey semen into Sandy's
thick, blond hair. Sandy had been instructed that she should take
the offerings of both "lovers" into her mouth and not spill a
drop of the precious fluid. It was for this reason that she had
not been allowed to brush her teeth last night. Her Coach said
that he wanted her not to forget the taste of semen. That soon
she would look forward to her daily helpings.

It was therefore up to Sandy to control the climaxes of both of
the viral young men she now attended to. With this in mind, Sandy
released the penis of the first young man then unfastened the
trousers of the second. Once the second man's penis was free
Sandy gave him a smile then grasped his shaft in her right hand.
Turning back to the first young man, Sandy smiled and took hold
of him in her left hand. Then looking up at her Coach from her
seated position on the toilet, Sandy awaited his instructions.

"Proceed," he said. "But remember what I told you yesterday
afternoon," he added.

Sandy nodded obediently then turned to the first of her two
"lovers". After making eye contact and smiling, Sandy took the
head of his cock into her mouth. While sucking gently, Sandy
began to slowly stroke the young man. After a minute or two, she
popped his cock out of her mouth, turned to the second man, made
eye contact, then took him into her mouth in turn. Sandy allowed
her tongue to roam freely around the smooth swollen tip of her
second "lover's" cock. The young teen, expertly stroked the young
man while sucking his cock. After several minutes, Sandy turned
her attentions back to the first young man. While she sucked and
stroked him, she continued to slowly stroke the cock of the other
as well. This morning, however, Sandy was very careful to monitor
the two young men's body language. She watched their faces while
she pleasured them, looking for signs of impending climax. She
waited for the telltale swelling of their cocks in her mouth or
hand, knowing that their offerings would soon follow.

Finally Sandy felt the younger of her two "lovers" begin to
tremble slightly. She knew that in order to gain favor with her
Coach, she should attempt to cause both men to cum as closely
together as possible. Sandy therefore concentrated her oral
attentions on the older of the two while only gently squeezing
the shaft of the first young man, who now appeared very close to
cumming. Suddenly the older of the two men groaned softly. Sandy
knew this was a very good sign. Just then, she felt her first
charge begin to tremble noticeably and felt his cock begin to
swell and twitch in her left hand. Quickly, Sandy switched her
oral stimulation from one cock to the other. Taking the younger
of her "lovers" into her mouth, Sandy began to bob her head
rhythmically, sliding her lips up and down his shaft. With her
hand she began to softly kneed his testicles. The young man came
quickly. Sandy looked up into his pleasure contorted face as she
swallowed his offering. Just as his flood appeared to be ebbing,
Sandy felt the second man's cock swell in her right hand.
Quickly, the young blond popped one cock out of her mouth and
took the second in just as the eruption occurred.

Sandy had only gotten out of bed an hour ago and already she had
received two loads of semen into her tummy. As the young blond
obediently cleaned the cocks of her two "lovers" with her
talented tongue, a sense of pride filled her. Sandy hadn't
spilled a drop.

The two young men then returned to their seats. While the room
full of observers looked on, Sandy's Principal stepped up beside
her. "That was much better, Miss Winters," he commented
emotionlessly. "Please stand."

Sandy quickly stood up from the toilet then looked at her Coach.
The man nodded silently indicating to Sandy his wishes.
Obediently, the young teenager stepped to the side of the glass
toilet. Then she panned her gaze from one impassive observer's
face to the next. Making eye contact with each, Sandy smiled as
sweetly as she could under the circumstances. When at last she
had recognized each in turn, Sandy again faced her Principal.
Then while maintaining eye contact with him, she slowly leaned
down and placed her hands on her knees. Without the need for
further instruction, Sandy locked her knees then spread her feet
to shoulder width. The young teen then looked straight ahead at
the row of observers, waiting.

Sandy's Coach nodded his approval then motioned toward the far
end of the row of observers. To Sandy's shock and dismay, a girl
not much older than herself stood and crossed to where Sandy
stood bent over waiting. Sandy's Coach took the girl by the hand
and moved her in front of Sandy. Sandy was mortified and promptly
looked away. Clearing his throat loudly, Sandy's Principal said,
"Miss Winters, I want you to meet Karen. Beginning this morning,
Karen will be your companion for the next few weeks. Karen,
rather than myself will assist you with your daily needs, until I
say otherwise. Do you understand, Miss Winters?"

Sandy found herself unable to look up at Karen due to her extreme
embarrassment. The uncomfortable young blond continued to stare
intently at the floor, thereby breaking a cardinal rule at The
Center. While she stood, bent at the waist, her Principal moved
closer to Sandy, then without warning he reached up under her arm
and began to rub her left breast, pressing down hard enough on
the developing gland to cause a dull pain to spread through
Sandy's torso. He then took one of Sandy's small nipples between
his index finger and thumb and started to pinch and tug at the
tiny pink nub.

"I asked if you understand what I'm saying to you, Miss Winters,"
he said cooly. "I would like for you please to look up at Karen
and acknowledge."

Sandy, suppressing a whimper of pain, slowly looked up at the
young woman who stood before her waiting patiently. As Sandy had
initially suspected, Karen couldn't have been more than eighteen
or nineteen years old herself. "How could she stand there so
impassively, while this man hurts me?" Sandy asked herself. But
there she stood, smiling as she returned Sandy's gaze calmly as
if nothing at all was out of the ordinary.

Karen has quite a story herself, but I'll have to reserve that
for another time. Karen was what one might only politely call
cute. She had a semi-pretty face, but was a large girl. Big boned
and strong, Karen stood almost six feet tall at age nineteen, and
her sexual preference for girls had guaranteed Karen a position
on the Center's regular staff. Karen smiled more broadly at the
distressed, blond beauty standing bent over before her.

Karen secretly despised girls like Sandy. Sandy had everything
that Karen had been denied, good looks, popularity with boys,
lots of friends. As she placed her hand softly on Sandy's cheek
Karen thought to herself, "You and I are going to have lots of
fun together 'Blondy'." Sandy gave Karen a pleading look as the
larger girl slowly removed her hand from Sandy's cheek then moved
behind her to stand beside Sandy's Coach. The two conferred
softly together for a moment then Karen reached for a tube of K/Y
Jelly which lay on the back of the glass toilet. While Sandy
waited in mild discomfort, Karen squeezed a generous amount of
the viscous jelly onto her middle finger, then replaced the tube
on the back of the toilet. Stepping up behind Sandy's shapely
ass, Karen placed a hand on the blond teenager's left hip,
holding her still. Then, without hesitation, Karen plunged her
lubricated middle finger into Sandy's rectal passage. Caught
completely off guard, Sandy grunted loudly, her knees practically
buckling beneath her. Karen held her tightly by her love handle
while she thrust her finger through Sandy's protesting sphincter
until her knuckles met the smooth skin of the young blond's back
side. There Karen paused, reveling in the feeling of the young
girl's anal muscles as they clamped convulsively on her invading
digit. Thoroughly enjoying herself, Karen proceeded to twist and
flex her finger inside Sandy for several minutes while the young
blond shifted her hips and squirmed.

"How's that feel, 'Blondy'?" Karen asked coldly, leaning closer
so she could whisper in Sandy's ear.

Sandy could only stare at the big girl in shocked disbelief. Here
was a girl practically her own age helping this horrible training
center to abuse her. Sandy pondered this while trying to silently
endure Karen's anal attentions.

"You and me are gonna get to be real good friends, 'Blondy',"
Karen said as she slowly rotated her probing finger, spreading
the lubricant inside Sandy. Then standing up, Sandy's new
"friend" slowly withdrew her finger from the young blond's
rectum. Turning to Sandy's Principal, Karen received a nod
indicating she should proceed. Turning again to the toilet back,
Karen picked up Sandy's butt plug. Then while holding Sandy's
firm round cheeks apart with one hand, Karen pressed the hard
rubber tip of the eight inch long device against her small,
puckered, anal opening which glistened with lubricant. With
practically no effort, the larger girl pushed the long device
into Sandy with a slow, twisting motion, receiving a soft whimper
for her efforts. When the plastic flange finally lay flat against
Sandy's ass cheeks, Karen gave the young blond a pat on the butt
and said with a chuckle, "There you go, 'Blondy'. You're all set.
You have a nice day now, and I'll see you this evening." Smiling
at Sandy's Principal, the large girl returned to her seat.

After receiving permission to stand up, Sandy was lead to the
shower area. There she was bathed by two young men from the
observation gallery while the others watched. The bathers took
great care to clean Sandy very thoroughly. Following her bath,
the observers filed out and Sandy was escorted by her Coach to
her first class of day. Today she would be schooled in
masturbation.

For the next several weeks, after classes, Sandy would be met by
Karen. From that point on until the next morning, Karen was in
charge. Karen was very thorough in her instruction techniques. By
the end of her period with Karen, young Sandy Winters was well
versed in the ways of lesbian love making. Karen taught Sandy how
to orally pleasure a female among other things. For many weeks
the two girls slept together each night. If the truth be known,
however, Sandy didn't get much real sleep. Karen seemed to have
an almost insatiable appetite for sex, and Sandy was kept very
busy until the wee hours of the morning. Karen had been given
permission by Sandy's Principal to take whatever liberties with
the young blond she chose, with one exception. Under no
circumstances was Sandy's virginity to be disturbed. She was to
remain "intact". Under Karen's tutelage, Sandy received quite an
education.

Sandy awoke to find herself in Karen's arms, as was the norm
these days. The pretty, young blond otried not to stir as she lay
there contemplating her situation. Sandy's large companion lay
curled up close behind her with her right hand cupping Sandy's
left breast. Sandy took a slow, deep breath. A tear trickled down
her cheek. "How had this happened?" she wondered. One day she was
a promising young student with many friends and several boys 'in
tow'. Then the next thing she knew she was trapped in this
horrible place. The two girls lay naked on the king sized bed.
The rumpled satin sheets were littered with every kind of sex toy
imaginable, all of which had been used on Sandy or by her the
night before. Sandy shivered in the cool room air. Karen moaned,
stirring in her slumber. She squeezed Sandy's breast. Sandy held
her breath. The young blond knew it was too late however, when
she felt her large, gay companion kiss her on the back of her
neck. Then Karen released Sandy's small breast and allowed her
hand to move slowly down over Sandy's flat tummy, eventually to
come to rest over her pussy. Sandy bit her lower lip as Karen
kissed her on the neck again while she slipped a finger between
Sandy's vulva and began to toy with her clitoris, rubbing the
sensitive organ in small, deliberate circles. Sandy's day had
begun. There was no more time for idle thought.

After making love with Karen, which took almost two hours, Sandy
was taken to the bathroom where she went through her usual
morning routine. Following her toiletries, Sandy and Karen had a
bath together, after which Karen, with a crafty smile wished
Sandy a pleasant day and departed her company.

"Good morning, Mr. Neilson," said Head Master North as he entered
the observation room.

"Good morning, Mr. North. It's good to see you again."

"Miss Winters has made tremendous progress over the past few
weeks. She has virtually ceased all resistance to handling and
has even taken on a female lover. We are quite pleased."

"That.. That's very nice, Mr. North, but is she still....?"

"Intact, Mr. Neilson?" North said with a smile, using Neilson's
term.

"Uhh.. Yes... Intact," Sandy's step-father agreed.

"Indeed, she is, Mr. Neilson, but I wish to state once again for
the record that I have grave concerns with regard to your plan of
action. I believe it would be far better in the long run if you
allow us to deflower your step-daughter in the customary manner.
I am afraid that your participation may come back to haunt you
later on."

"Your concerns are duly noted, Mr. North, but I insist," Neilson
said stubbornly. Both men turned to face the large, one way
observation window when they saw the door on the other side of
the adjacent training room open and young Sandy Winters enter
accompanied by her Principal.

Sandy looked stunning. Her long, blond tresses were combed and
shining and lay like a golden cape over her shoulders and down
her narrow back, ending just above her shapely bottom. Neilson
felt a stirring in his groin as her took in his beautiful fifteen
year old step-daughter, soon to be his. Today, in deference to
her impending deflowering, Sandy was adorned with a black velvet
collar. Naked other than her collar, Sandy's lithe young body
glowed in the warm room lighting. Her small pointed breasts were
topped with tight, little, pink nipples, erect from the air
conditioning. Neilson's mouth started to water as his eyes locked
onto the small tuft of curly, blond hair which crowned his
step-daughter's pubic mound. While the two men watched, Sandy was
lead to a chair and instructed to sit. Before she did, however,
Neilson noticed that Sandy was still fitted with her butt plug.
Neilson smiled inwardly when he saw the young teenager wince when
she sat, the rubber device no doubt probing her delicate internal
tissues.

"As I mentioned when we last spoke, Mr. Neilson," North said,
breaking Jim Neilson's revery. "You will be allowed to
participate in Miss Winters' deflowering, but only if you follow
certain guidelines." Neilson turned to the Head Master, a
concerned expression on his face. "We must take steps to insure
that your step- daughter does not realize who it is who is
handling her."

"But..," Neilson began to object.

"Please, Mr. Neilson. Hear me out," North said raising a hand.
"You must realize that what you will be doing here is raping your
step-daughter. In spite of her training I can practically
guarantee you that she will not submit voluntarily to vaginal sex
with you or anyone else for that matter. It is for this reason
that we usually employ the services of a trained handler. A
person who knows how to force himself upon a young girl without
damaging her. Furthermore, once the deed is done, Miss Winters
would never see that person again, so no deep routed resentments
can be formed by her toward him. If, on the other hand, Miss
Winters were to realized that it is you who is taking her, it may
have serious, deleterious effects upon the future of your
relationship together. Do I make myself clear, Mr. Neilson?"

Neilson was shocked. He had very much wanted to experience to the
fullest the taking of his haughty, young step-daughter. He wanted
to watch Sandy's facial expression as he forced his throbbing
hard cock to the hilt in her tender cunt. His objection must have
been obvious on his face, because as Neilson opened his mouth to
reply to North's ultimatum, the Head Master again held up a hand,
silencing him in mid-syllable.

"Before you get upset, Mr. Neilson, let me explain my plan."

Mollified for the moment, Neilson nodded his consent.

"If I might direct your attention to the training room, Mr.
Neilson." Neilson looked through the one-way glass to see that
Sandy's Principal was holding the young girl's chin up while he
applied what appeared to be eye drops to Sandy's eyes. "What you
see here, Mr. Neilson is Miss Winters' primary handler applying
special eye drops. These drops will render your young
step-daughter partially blind, temporarily, of course. She will
be able to distinguish shapes only, no details. Miss Winters will
know that she is being taken by a man, but will be totally unable
to recognize him, unless, of course, the man divulges his
identity by speaking or making any sound which might identify him
to her. In other words, Mr. Neilson, if you are discrete, you
should be able to have sex with your step-daughter without
jeopardizing your future relationship. If, however, you allow her
to identify you, not only can I not vouch for your future plans
with Miss Winters, but I will have no choice but to insist that
her stay with The Center be terminated immediately. Do you
understand me, Mr. Neilson?"

Neilson was busy watching the proceedings in the training room on
the other side of the one-way glass. While he watched, Sandy's
Principal finished administering the eye drops to the young
teenager, then quickly exited the room, leaving her to gaze about
blinking. In just a few minutes, the blond beauty was practically
unable to see anything other than vague shapes and outlines.
While Neilson watched, Sandy rose from her seat and started to
feel her way around the room. At one point, she actually bumped
into the big one-way glass, her beautiful young body only inches
from her salivating step-father.

"Mr. Neilson," said North. "Do you understand the conditions of
this exercise?" he asked repeating himself.

Neilson placed his hand on the glass over one of Sandy's small
breasts as the young teen cast her impaired gaze around to room,
stunned and confused. His mouth was as dry as sand. "Yes, I... I
understand," Neilson muttered, lost in thoughts of lust. At that
point in time, he would have agreed to almost anything.

"Very well then. I will have Miss Winters transferred to another
chamber in our facility." North stepped to an intercom panel on
the wall near the door and after pressing a button, he muttered
something unintelligible into the panel speaker. Immediately, two
handlers entered the room on the other side of the glass. Sandy
shied away from the two men at first, but was soon led from the
room, stumbling slightly as she went. "Please follow me, Mr.
Neilson," North said flatly.

Jim Neilson was led into a small room in the center of which
stood an odd looking chair. Not recognizing the device as the
close relative of a birthing chair, Neilson circled it, staring
at it curiously. The plastic, anatomically shaped seat stood at
about the same height as a barber's chair and had controls that
would allow it to be raised or lowered to any height. The seat
back could also be raised or lowered allowing the person seated
in the chair to be sat up straight or leaned back into a
recumbent position. The real distinguishing feature of the chair
was the seat itself. Upon closer inspection, Neilson noted that
the seat bottom was split into two sections such that the
occupant's thighs would be cradled and supported leaving their
buttox unconstrained and accessible. Attached to the seat were
two six inch wide plastic extensions which ended in stainless
steel stirrups. There was no doubt in Neilson's mind what they
were for. The leg extensions were articulated such that they
could be adjusted in virtually any direction, side to side or up
and down. On the sides of the chair were arm rests. These rests,
like the leg extensions were adjustable. Also, like the leg
rests, they were equipped with nylon restraint straps which
fastened with velcro closures. Upon a second inspection, Neilson
noticed a padded restraint band attached to a head rest at neck
level. From what he could tell, a person could be restrained in
this device by the throat, arms and legs, rendering them totally
immobile and helpless.

"What do you think of our 'Cooperation Seat'?" North said,
interrupting Neilson's pondering. "I assume you've guessed it's
purpose."

"I have indeed," Neilson said, turning to face his host. "It
looks like once again, your wonderful institution has thought of
everything. When do we get started?" Neilson was becoming very
impatient. His heart raced as he considered what was about to
occur. He was about to fulfill a dream, to have sex with his
beautiful, young step-daughter. To slide his cock deep into the
beautiful body of the girl who had shunned him ever since he had
married her mother. In spite of his best efforts at seduction,
Sandy had repulsed his advances. Now she would be his. He would
be her first. No one could take that away from him. Nothing Sandy
could do would ever reverse the fact that the first cock to enter
her vagina would be his. Regaining his wits, Neilson turned to
Adam North and said, "I want this video taped. I want to some day
be able to show my step-daughter who it was who took her
virginity today."

After a brief pause, North replied, "Very well, Mr. Neilson. That
can be arranged, but I caution you not to divulge your identity
to Miss Winters until your relationship with her is very well
established. She still has several weeks of training ahead of her
before she will be malleable enough for you to approach sexually
on a regular basis."

"I understand, Mr. North," Neilson responded. "Now, please, I am
anxious to begin."

North smiled knowingly then replied, "Very well. Please disrobe
and take a seat in that chair over there." He nodded toward a
straight backed metal chair against the far wall. "I will say
this once, Mr. Neilson, so listen up," North said in a commanding
tone of voice. "From this point on it will be in your best
interest to remain completely silent, before, during and after
your experience with Miss Winters. Do I make myself clear? If she
recognizes you, all bets are off and this exercise will be
concluded."

Resenting North's tone of voice, Neilson nodded his consent, none
the less. He began to remove his clothes, his heart racing at an
almost scary pace.

After acknowledging Neilson's gesture of cooperation, North
turned to leave. Before he did, however he turned to say, "A crew
will be in shortly to set up the video equipment you've
requested. Shortly after that, your step-daughter will be brought
in and restrained in the 'Cooperation Seat'. After that, you will
be left alone to have your way with her. You may take as long as
you like. Be advised also that she has been given the Norplant
contraceptive so you may feel free to ejaculate inside of her
without fear of unplanned impregnation. Enjoy yourself and your
step-daughter, Mr. Neilson. I would like to chat with you when
you are finished, please."

"That'll be my pleasure, Mr. North," said a grinning Jim Neilson
as he pealed his shirt over his head. North left. After he
finished undressing, Neilson took a seat on the chair as
instructed. Within minutes, two men entered and set up a video
camera on a tripod. After aiming it at the 'Cooperation Seat'
they gave a slightly embarrassed Neilson brief instructions on
its operation then left the room.

Neilson sat waiting for what seemed like hours before at long
last the door on the other side of the room opened. As the
lovely, blond teenager was escorted into the room, Neilson
gasped. Not for the last time he thought how beautiful the
fifteen year old girl really was. Now up close and in the same
room, Sandy was breathtaking.

Still blinded by the eye drops she'd been given, Sandy looked
around the room, not seeing Neilson who blended in with the rest
of the blur. Having never been in this particular room before,
Sandy had no idea what was in store for her. Unable to recognize
the "Cooperation Seat" for what it was, the young teen didn't
resist when her handlers led her to the device. I wasn't until
they sat her down in it that Sandy began to get feelings of
foreboding. Then when the two men began to fasten the restraint
straps, Sandy started to get really alarmed. Knowing better than
to say anything, however, the young girl offered only passive
resistance. After a few minutes, Sandy Winters found herself
strapped to the ominous seat. A padded strap encircled her throat
allowing her to move her head, but not to rise from the chair.
Her arms were bound at her wrists and elbows to the arm rests and
her legs were restrained at her thighs knees and ankles. Sandy
was unable to move much at all. She had a very bad feeling about
her present situation.

Soon her handlers left the room leaving Sandy in silence. Even
though she couldn't see clearly, Sandy sensed the presence of
another person in the room. Sure enough, after a moment or two, a
blurred form approached her from the other side of the room. As
hard as she tried to focus her eyes, Sandy was unable to
recognize the individual who now stood directly in front of her,
not more than three feet away. The silence was creepy. Then Sandy
felt the person's hands on her knees. After several weeks in The
Center, Sandy had been conditioned not to resist the advances of
any handler. So when the mystery person applied pressure to the
insides of her knees, spreading her legs slowly apart, Sandy
allowed it. Once her legs were spread widely apart, the man
leaned over her to adjust something on the side of the seat.
Sandy heard a click. When she then experimented by trying to
close her legs together, Sandy found she was unable to. Her legs
were locked apart. What really caused the teenager concern was
that she thought she recognized a somehow familiar scent
emanating from the individual now standing between her spread
thighs.

"Somewhere she'd smelled that scent before," the young blond
thought to herself. Her speculation was interrupted when the man
moved out from between Sandy's legs and stepped around behind the
seat out of her line of sight. The next thing Sandy felt was the
mans hands on either side of her face, softly stroking her
cheeks. Next the mystery man leaned around from behind her and
kissed her neck. Then he moved his hands from her face down to
cup her breasts. Kissing her on her neck and shoulders, the man
began to massage Sandy's small breasts, pinching her nipples
between his fingers and rolling them slowly from side to side.
Sandy held very still as she'd been taught. After a few minutes,
her mystery lover, removed his hands from her breasts. A moment
later Sandy was leaned back as the man adjusted the back of the
chair, lowering her so tht she was almost completely reclined.
After placing a hand gently on her cheek, the man stepped around
the chair and again stood between Sandy's legs. He then placed
his hands on Sandy's knees. This time, he started slowly moving
his hands up Sandy's thighs until at last his thumbs made contact
with her vulva. He then started to move his thumbs in slow
deliberate circles alternately opening and closing Sandy's pussy
lips so that she could feel the chill room air on her moist inner
lips. Then suddenly the man reached down with one hand and
quickly removed Sandy's anal plug. The young blond shivered
involuntarily as the eight inch hard, rubber plug was withdrawn
from her rectal passage. Sandy whimpered softly as with his other
hand the man began to rub her clitoral area sending waves of
electric sensations throughout her young body. Unable to control
the natural reactions of her physiology, Sandy felt herself begin
to get warm "down there". She started to moisten as well.

Much to her delight, Sandy's lover, Karen had discovered what a
wet young girl Sandy Winters could be when aroused. To Sandy's
continuing dismay, the young teenager found that she was totally
unable to control this natural biological reaction to sexual
stimulation. As she lay helplessly strapped to the strange seat
at the mercy of an unknown handler, Sandy found herself becoming
wetter and wetter as the man continued his attentions. Sandy
stared with blurred vision at the ceiling over her chair and was
therefore unaware that the man had stooped down, bringing his
face between her thighs.

Sandy had had cunnilingus performed on her before by Karen on
many an occasion, and she had been made to reciprocate, eating
the larger girl's very hairy pussy until Karen came in Sandy's
face. Recently, this had become a regular part of Sandy's
morning. Most days, Sandy was not allowed to wash her face after
having oral sex with Karen and therefore carried the big girl's
scent on her mouth and cheeks for the rest of the day. Today had
been different for some unknown reason, however. Before being led
to the strange new room where she now found herself, Sandy had
been bathed and perfumed as if she were being prepared for
something special.

Neilson heard his sexy little step-daughter gasp in a breath when
his tongue first made contact with her most intimate flesh. "God,
she tasted good!" Neilson thought as his tongue to began its
exploration between Sandy's moist labia. As much as he was
tempted to stand up and plunge his cock into Sandy's virgin cunt,
Neilson controlled himself. Taking his time, he reveled in the
sweet perfumed scent of his step-daughter. "She's a wet one,"
Neilson thought to himself as he gently kissed Sandy's small
inner lips which glistened with a mixture of his saliva and her
female juices. Neilson wiggled the tip of his tongue between
those soft lips, tasting the teen's tangy, salty nectar.

Sandy struggled to remain silent as she'd been taught. As
mentioned earlier, Sandy had been eaten before, but this was
somehow different. The sensations which shot through the young
girl as a result of her newest lover's oral attentions were more
intense. Her hips began to move slowly, reflexively. Her lover's
tongue continued its explorations, dipping into areas never
before visited, but which unexplainably begged to be probed. "Why
hadn't Karen done it like this?" Sandy wondered idly.

Then the first stinging sensation coursed through her causing
Sandy's thighs to quiver. Forgetting herself, Sandy squealed more
in surprise than from the pain which actually was quite minimal.
She thought she heard her mystery lover murmur something, but
wasn't sure.

"Yes, sweetheart," Neilson murmured into Sandy's pussy,
forgetting himself as well. He felt the young teen move her hips
upward, pressing herself against his mouth. With his thumbs, he
spread Sandy's lips open wide giving him better access to her
vaginal opening. Before proceeding, Neilson studied Sandy. Her
inner lips were swollen and glistening with moisture. Between the
soft flaps of dark pink skin winked her unexplored vaginal
opening, gateway to unimaginable pleasures. Stiffening his
tongue, Neilson pressed its tip into Sandy's vagina eliciting yet
another gasp from the young teen. Neilson then pressed his lips
against Sandy's opening and began to suckle her. Her taste was
ambrosia. The teenager's hips now moved in a slow regular motion,
up and down in time to her step-father's oral administrations.
From time to time, Neilson would probe the resilient little
membrane that separated Sandy from womanhood. Each time he was
rewarded with a whimper or a gasp. He buried his face between the
young girl's thighs and feasted, covering his cheeks, nose and
chin with silky sweet juices. His young step-daughter was quite
obviously responding to his attentions. In spite of herself,
Sandy had become extremely wet and swollen in her vaginal area.
Her breathing rate had markedly increased and her pelvic motions
became far more aggressive as she unconsciously sought to follow
her step-father's tongue with her sex. Neilson suspected that the
teenager was very close to orgasm. It was time.

Neilson stood between his step-daughter's legs and gazed down at
the lovely, young blond. Sandy's face and neck were flushed a
deep pink. The insides of her thighs were glistening wet with a
combination of saliva and vaginal fluid. Her breathing was still
heavy although while he watched, Sandy relaxed somewhat. Neilson
reluctantly tore his gaze away from Sandy long enough to step
once again behind the chair where he fidgeted with the controls.
After a moment he was able to raise the seat back up so that
Sandy was once again in a more or less seated position, reclining
only slightly with her legs spread widely apart. Satisfied with
the chair setting at last, Neilson moved slowly around his
beautiful step-daughter, taking in every inch of her young body,
her neck, her shoulders, her small breasts, her flat, muscular
tummy, the inviting tuft of damp, blond hair between her slim
thighs. It was time.

Neilson stepped between Sandy's legs. His face was not more than
a foot from that of his step-daughter. He could smell Sandy's
breath, warm on his lips when she breathed. He looked into her
blue eyes. Her pupils were large and black, dilated both from the
eye drops as well as from her arousal. Neilson could tell she was
trying to focus, trying to recognize the man who stood before
her. The young teen gasped when Neilson covered her small breasts
with his hands. As she had been taught, Sandy looked directly at
the blurred face of the man who handled her. Neilson took her
tiny nipples between his thumbs and fingers and pinched gently.
Sandy's eyes widened slightly, but she remained silent.

With his right hand, Neilson reached down and grasped his
manhood. He had never been so hard in his life.

Not being an overly large man, Neilson was, none the less
reasonably well endowed. He looked down at the throbbing purple
head of his cock, the head glistening with a drop of pre-cum. His
eight inch shaft was heavily veined, but not all that big around.
"Here we go," he thought, bending his knees slightly. He then
placed his left hand on Sandy's right cheek. He leaned forward
and kissed her softly on her pink lips. Sandy quickly returned
the kiss as she'd been taught, never suspecting what was about to
happen. Leaning back so that he could get a good look at Sandy's
facial expressions, Neilson slowly brought the head of his cock
up and into contact with the soft wet inner lips of his
step-daughter's pussy.

It was a new sensation for Sandy, when something very hot and
smooth touched her down there. Karen had touched her there with
various sex toys, vibrators and the like, but this was different.
Sandy squirmed in the chair as her lover began to move the hot
object up and down against her.

"She's so beautiful!" Neilson thought to himself, seeing the look
of confusion and curiosity grow on Sandy's face. She bit her
lower lip. He slowly moved the throbbing head of his prick up and
down in the hot, wet valley between the swollen lips of his
step-daughter's virgin pussy. Soon not only the head of his cock,
but most of his fist were covered with silky juice. Neilson
paused, pressing the head of his manhood against the gates of
heaven. He smiled as he watched a look of surprise gradually turn
to one of mild alarm. Neilson pushed with his knees and hips.
Sandy squealed in shock and pain. To Neilson, it felt like trying
to force his cock into a coke bottle. He pushed harder. Sandy
cried out, slamming her head back against the head rest of the
chair. She began to struggle ineffectually, trying to move her
hips, anything to stop the pain between her thighs. Neilson could
feel the muscles tense up in Sandy's forearms when he covered
them with his big hands, trying for leverage by holding onto the
chair arms. Sandy cried out again, completely disregarding the
primary rule of The Center.

"Easy, baby," Neilson gasped, forgetting himself once again.
Immediately Sandy's facial expression changed to one shock and
suspicion. Neilson silently berated himself, "Had Sandy
recognized him?" Then he thought, "No matter, this ought to
distract you, sweetheart." With that, Neilson pushed up hard with
his knees.

Sandy opened her mouth in a long cry. The pain between her thighs
grew momentarily intense, then something inside her gave way.
With a low moan, Sandy Winters became a woman.

The force of his thrust carried Jim Neilson's eight inch cock
about half way into the tight, young ex-virgin, at which point
Sandy's vaginal muscles clamped down on him in an involuntary
spasm, halting further penetration into her vaginal passage for
the moment. Neilson was content to simply watch the play of
expressions on his lovely step-daughter's face as they ranged
from pain to the realization of what had just occurred. Inside
the young girl yet another symphony was playing. This one in the
form of muscular spasms and contractions the likes of which Jim
Neilson had never before experienced. His step-daughter was
Neilson's first virgin, and Sandy was at the moment fulfilling
his every expectation. The young teen had a very "athletic"
vagina which presently was trying to adust itself to the invasion
of Neilson's cock. Unknowingly, Sandy had already begun the
process of fucking her step-father.

After a few moments, Neilson moved his hips back and down, slowly
extracting himself from inside his step-daughter. Sandy shivered
in response. She took two rapid, shallow breaths. Neilson, whose
face was only inches from that of his beautiful step-daughter
could smell the early scent of arousal on Sandy's breath. That
unmistakable musky smell, damp and sensual. As the head of his
cock neared the exit to Sandy's vagina, the young girl's muscles
contracted virtually "squirting" him from inside her. Looking
down, Neilson took his shaft in his right hand. He began to rub
the tip up and down between Sandy's vulva, coating the head with
a pink mixture of blood and nubile female juices. Sandy shivered
in response. Neilson then placed the head of his cock to Sandy's
entrance and pushed. This time he reveled to the sight of his
young step-daughter's flat tummy bulge outward in response to his
rapid penetration. Using the muscles in both his knees and hips,
Neilson forced his cock ever deeper into the slippery tightness
of Sandy's vagina. It was a wonderful sensation as the young girl
instinctively fought the invasion of her interior with her
powerful vaginal muscles. Sandy clamped down hard on her
step-father's cock shaft once more halting his progress. This
time, however, Neilson planned to win. He continued to exert
pressure upward with his knees, waiting for the moment that Sandy
would have to relax her muscles. After a moment or two, with a
quick exhale followed by a gasping breath, Sandy relaxed her hold
on him. Neilson was able to gain another inch before she clamped
him again. Neilson was in heaven. He watched the expressions of
exertion fly over his step-daughter's beautiful face only inches
from his own. Glancing down quickly, Neilson noticed Sandy was
straining upward against the restraints of the birthing seat, the
nylon straps pressing into the tops of her thighs. The knuckles
of Sandy's hands shown white as she clenched the arms of the
chair.

"He's fucking me!" Sandy's mind screamed in protest. "I can't see
who he is, but he's fucking me. Oh owww! Oh God, No! Stop! Oh
please, stop! Oh, ugghh!" The young girl squirmed helplessly in
the restraints which bound her to the strange chair. Sandy tried
to hold her breath. She tried to keep bearing down on the
invading flesh which moved slowly into her, but each time she
gasped in a breath of life-giving air she lost a little more
ground. Each time she breathed Sandy's muscles relaxed their
grip, and the stranger's penis moved relentlessly deeper and
deeper. At last she felt the warmth of his hairy thighs as they
came to rest against her bottom and the backs of her own
quivering thighs. She heard her lover groan and felt him flex
himself inside her. Sandy had lost. She was taken. Sandy made a
soft groan of her own when her blurred lover leaned forward and
began to nibble on her naked shoulder.

"God, she's marvelous!" Neilson's mind reeled as at last his
hairy testicles pressed against the insides of his
step-daughter's ass cheeks. The last of the resilient flesh
inside his wonderful little step-daughter moved aside and allowed
him pass, his cock head coming to rest in her deepest depths
against the muscular little doughnut of Sandy's cervix. "She's
mine! At last, she's mine. Oh how long I've waited for this
moment," Neilson thought. He leaned down and kissed the lovely
teen on her shoulder and neck. He breathed in a draft of her
intoxicating female scent. Neilson wanted to remain like this
forever, his cock buried deep in Sandy. He flexed his cock and
was rewarded with a squeeze. He sucked on her fragrant neck and
felt her shiver in response.

After what seemed like hours, Neilson decided to try an
experimental stroke. He straightened his back and placed his
hands over Sandy's wrists on the chair arms. In preparation,
Neilson moved his hips slowly forward and back a few times,
working his shaft inside his step-daughter, attempting to loosen
her hold on him a bit. The beautiful, blond teenager gazed up at
him. The pupils of her bright, blue eyes were dilated to the
point that they looked like black pools. The expression on
Sandy's face was worth all the money Neilson had spent to arrive
at this very place. There was wonder and loathing, fear and pain
all wrapped up in a beautiful package for Neilson's enjoyment.
While he gazed at Sandy's face, Neilson moved his hips back,
slowly extracting himself from within her. Sandy's eyes closed
and she leaned her head back against the headrest. A fragrant
breath issued from the young teenager puffing out her flushed
cheeks. Neilson glanced down to see his cock shaft, glistening
with moisture, emerge inch by inch from the confines of his
step-daughter's vagina. Sandy's small labia were pulled outward
as they clung to him. After only a brief pause, Neilson looked
back up at Sandy's lovely face. The young teen lay back in the
chair breathing heavily. Neilson felt her relax slightly inside.
With all the force he could muster, Neilson rammed his cock
upward.

"Mmmmmuuugghhh!" Sandy groaned. "Nnnooooooo!" she wailed aloud as
her mystery lover's cock shot upward into her tender interior.
Sandy tried to struggle in the chair, but it was useless of
course. Before she could draw another breath, her lover took
another stroke, causing Sandy's head to rock back into the
headrest. Sandy gasped in a breath which was promptly knocked out
of her by the next hammering thrust.

Neilson was in the process of getting up a methodical, hammering
rhythm when unexpectedly the door to the small chamber opened and
in walked a rather large girl. Embarrassed, Neilson halted his
fucking of his step-daughter momentarily and stared abashedly at
the big girl. None too pretty was she, big boned and broad
shouldered, but with an air of authority, Karen stepped quickly
to the side of the Cooperation Seat, standing just out of Sandy's
blurred field of vision. Neilson opened his mouth to speak but
was promptly cut off by Karen's upraised hand.

"Hello, Blondy," Karen said, flashing a wicked grin in Neilson's
direction. Startled, Sandy turned her head quickly in the
direction of the familiar voice. "The Headmaster told me you were
getting fucked today," Karen went on matter-of- factly. "I do
wish I could have been here to see the expression on your face
when you got your cherry popped," the big girl said with a
chuckle. "I'll bet that was a pretty sight indeed. She's so
pretty, isn't she guy?" Karen said nodding at Neilson who tried
to think of an answer but was again interrupted. "I know she's a
wet little thing, and I'll just bet she's tight as a cat's ass
too!" Karen winked lewdly at Neilson. "Let's have a little kiss,
Blondy," the big girl said. Placing a hand on Sandy's cheek,
Karen leaned around the seat back and planted her mouth firmly
over Sandy's.

Neilson looked on in amazement, almost forgetting the fact that
he still had his cock buried to the hilt in his step-daughter.
Karen kissed Sandy long and hard right there, just inches in
front of him, the big girl's jaw muscles working furiously as she
explored Sandy's mouth with her tongue. Sandy didn't seem to
resist in the slightest. In fact, Neilson felt the teen relax a
little, so conditioned was she to Karen's touch.

After several long minutes, Karen pulled her mouth away from
Sandy's with an audible "smack". Then turning to Neilson, she
said, "OK, guy. Go ahead and fuck her. Don't let me stop you two
love birds. You want him to fuck you, don't you Blondy?" Karen
cooed in Sandy's left ear. When the young blond didn't respond,
Karen said again, "Don't you, Blondy! Go ahead. I give you
permission to answer. Tell the man how much you want him to fuck
you."

Sandy looked from the blur she knew to be Karen to the blur
standing between her thighs, the blur connected to the rock hard
cock in her belly, then back toward Karen. Shaking her head and
whimpering, Sandy felt totally helpless. "Tell him, Blondy,"
Karen said in a much more commanding voice. Placing her hand over
Sandy's left breast, the big girl began to squeeze the tender
organ.

Groaning from the dull ache that spread through her chest and
tummy, Sandy turned back to her mystery lover. "Fuck me," she
whispered.

"What? I didn't hear you, Blondy. Did you hear her guy?" Karen
grinned at Neilson who stood dumbfounded. "I don't think he heard
you either, Blondy. What was it you said?"

Sandy, looking totally crushed and humiliated, surrendered, and
in as emotionless a tone of voice as she could muster said
flatly, "I want you to fuck me."

"Say please," Karen cooed from over Sandy's shoulder and look at
him when you ask. She pinched Sandy's nipple.

"Please, fuck me," Sandy said after a long pause, staring
directly at the blurred image which stood between her legs.

Jim Neilson couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like
music. His beautiful, fifteen year old step-daughter had just
"asked" him to fuck her. Neilson gulped then looked at the large
girl standing beside Sandy's chair. Karen simply smiled then
nodded. Neilson had never had sex with someone while another
person watched. The experience, although a bit embarrassing, was
somehow extremely erotic. And given the circumstances of just who
it was that he was fucking, Neilson thought he could probably get
used to an audience. Squaring his shoulders, he gazed at his
step-daughter's lovely face and got down to business.

Jim gave up on his initial hammering thrusts intended to impress
the young girl in favor of a slower, more measured tempo. He
wanted Sandy to feel every inch of him. Neilson could feel the
rippling spasms of young Sandy's vaginal muscles as the head of
his cock traveled from one end of her birth canal to the other
then back in long even strokes. At first Sandy's eyes sprang open
wide and staring as she experienced the new sensations of a male
organ inside her. Then after a few minutes, the young teenager
resigned herself to her fate. Her breathing took on the same
rhythm as that of her lover's thrusts. Sandy's blue eyes
gradually became almost glazed then slowly closed as her head
fell back against the headrest of the Cooperation Seat. Sandy's
mouth opened and her breaths became short pants. At one point
Neilson leaned forward and covered the young girl's mouth with
his own, kissing her deeply. Almost unconsciously Sandy returned
his kisses. Then Neilson leaned back again to watch the show.

Glancing downward he took in his step-daughter's lovely body once
again. Her neck and chest were now flushed a bright shade of
pink. Sandy's flat, muscular tummy bulged outward with each of
his traverses into her. Further down, Neilson noted that Sandy's
blond tuft of pubic curls had become damp and matted, the hairs
glistening with moisture. Her inner thighs were likewise coated
with perspiration and vaginal fluids. When Neilson withdrew his
cock from the confines of Sandy's pussy, its shaft was heavily
coated with silky, milky fluid. Neilson could feel hot juices
begin to run down the sides of his scrotum and drip onto the
floor beneath the Cooperation Seat.

Neilson increased his tempo. At first Sandy's only reaction was
to roll her head slowly from side to side as much as the throat
restraint of the chair would allow. Then as Neilson continued to
increase both his pace and the force with which he delivered
himself to her, Sandy opened her eyes. Even had she been able to
see clearly it is doubtful that Sandy would have rejected her
lover at this point in time. The beautiful, blond girl stared
virtually sightlessly at her lover. What Jim Neilson saw upon his
step-daughter's face was that "inward gaze" that graces a woman
when she begins to focus everything on her womb. It is the
beginning stage of induced orgasm.

Sandy's mind reeled. She had long since given up trying to
struggle or to prevent the inevitable, but since this was her
first time, the teenager really didn't know what to expect.

Sandy and her young friends had looked at a few "girly" magazines
before, and she had read a few articles in "Cosmo", but other
than that, Sandy Winters had lead a protected existence. Now her
virginity was taken. She found herself helplessly strapped down
while a stranger's penis moved relentlessly in and out.. in and
out.. in and out.

Sandy began to fade. She closed her eyes and allowed her head to
fall back against the headrest of the chair. As her lover's
rhythm continued unabated, a warmth began to spread through
Sandy's tummy and thighs, creeping slowly down her legs and up
her torso until she felt as if she were glowing. Up until a few
weeks ago, Sandy had never experienced orgasm, and even after
several sessions with her companion, Karen, the beginning stages
were unfamiliar to the young girl. Sandy drifted in a warm, wet
space, her belly alternately filled and emptied. Her internal
muscles flowed with the slow rhythm of his love making.

Then, unexpectedly, her lover thrust deeply into her, causing
Sandy's eyes to fly open wide. The blurred image of her lover
began to move faster. As he did, the pressure in her tummy
increased dramatically. As Sandy stared up at the man, she began
to hear wet, slapping sounds coming from between her legs. It was
air trapped in her vagina ahead of her lover's penis being
forcibly ejected from her around his pistoning shaft. "Pussy
farts", Sandy would later be told. At the moment, however, these
sounds were not of paramount importance to the young blond. What
was important was the increasing sensations of heat within her.
In particular between her thighs. Sandy's blurred vision became
laced with swimming white hot spots. She found herself breathing
in rapid pants, her mouth wide open. Suddenly her lover began to
kiss her. Mindlessly Sandy kissed back, allowing his tongue to
dance with hers before sucking greedily at his mouth. When he
withdrew, Sandy practically slammed her head back. She clutched
at the chair arms. The fifteen year old girl was unknowingly
ramping up to a climax of marvelous proportions.

Neilson grabbed the young teen by her narrow waist. He then put
everything he had into his fucking. The room resounded with the
wet sounds of love. Neilson noticed the big companion of Sandy's
lean close to her ear and whisper something, but he was far to
engrossed in fucking his step-daughter to care what she might be
saying.

"How's that cock feel, Blondy?" Karen whispered into Sandy's ear.
She could smell the steamy scent of sex boil off the young teen.
"Is it big? Is it hard? Does it hurt?"

"Ahhhhhh," Sandy groaned, mindlessly.

"That's right, baby. Fuck that big cock," Karen whispered.
"Squeeze that cock, Blondy." She then reached down between
Sandy's thighs and began to swirl her finger over the young
girl's fully erect clitoris. A tremor passed through Sandy. "I
want you to cum for me now, Blondy. Cum for me, just like I
taught ya."

"Nnnggggg," Sandy moaned rolling her head away then back.

Karen increased the tempo of her clitoral stimulations. Sandy's
eyes opened wide and staring sightlessly. Her head shot forward
in the restraint practically strangling her. "That's my hot
little girl. Cum for the nice man."

When Neilson first detected the beginning spasms in Sandy's
vagina he started fucking her like a demon. The head of his cock
rammed deep into the young teen with each stroke, hammering at
Sandy's moist, tender depths. He barely noticed when the big girl
beside them put her hand down between Sandy's legs. Suddenly
Sandy clutched him once, then again. The athletic little blond
arched her back away from the seat, her tummy practically
touching his. Neilson changed his angle of attack to compensate
for his step-daughter's new vaginal angle, then with all his
remaining strength he thrust his cock upward into her. Neilson
thought surely the Cooperation Seat would tear loose from the
floor due to the power of his thrust.

In response, Sandy's little bottom came up off the fiberglass
cradles beneath her thighs as far as the restraining straps would
allow. She was virtually suspended on her step-father's cock.
Karen quickly removed her hand from between Sandy's sweaty thighs
then reached up under the chair seat. With practiced ease and a
pre- lubricated finger, Karen penetrated Sandy's puckered anus.
Overcoming Sandy's protesting sphincter muscles, Karen pushed her
finger deeply into the young teenager just before all hell broke
loose inside of her.

Sandy caught her step-father in mid-stroke, clamping down on him
in a soft steely grip. Neilson thought his cock would be torn out
by the roots. As the first of Sandy's orgasmic contractions
eased, Neilson pushed deeply into the lovely, young girl and held
position. From that point on, Sandy did all the fucking.

Fire leapt through Sandy's mind and body. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...
Gdddddddd!" she cried aloud. Later she would be punished for her
outburst. Her climax came upon her like a tsunami following
Karen's helpful anal attentions. Sandy's mind turned inward to
the finger in her ass and the throbbing cock in her belly. The
rest of her body tingled and sizzled. Another wave washed over
her. Her vaginal muscles instinctively squeezed and milked the
penis inside her. Her rectal muscles did the same as her
companion twisted and flexed her finger. Sandy heard Karen
whisper "Cum for me Blondy." over and over like a reverberation
chamber.

Suddenly, a new sound crept into Sandy's consciousness. A low
gurgling moan. Deep inside, Sandy felt a strange swelling occur.
Then without warning, she felt her lover's hands clutch at her
hips, followed by an entirely new sensation. An odd pulsing heat
erupted inside Sandy followed by a sort of "filling" warmth. In
her dull witted state of mind, Sandy absent-mindedly pondered
this new feeling only briefly before yet another orgasmic wave of
her own washed over her, carrying Sandy to "Never Never Land".

It was all Neilson could do to control himself. He had never in
all of his somewhat limited experience with women felt vaginal
contractions of such magnitude. In seconds his young
step-daughter caused him to reach climax. Neilson struggled to
remain silent as the fire spread through his loins. He held back,
allowing Sandy to draw his cum from him. And that she did. Jim
Neilson felt his testicles swell then "groan" as a veritable
torrent of hot semen surged into his step-daughter. Out of the
corner of his eye he noticed that the big girl beside the chair
was now fumbling beneath the seat. What she was doing, he cared
not. He thought he heard her muttering "Cum for me," again and
again, but he cared not. All Jim Neilson cared about was forcing
his cock as deeply as possible into the vaginal passage of his
fifteen year old step-daughter, and delivering to her a load of
cum that she would not soon forget.

Neilson heard Sandy cry out when his first salvo hit the back of
her birth canal. Regaining his wits he started to deliver short
rapid thrusts to the climaxing teen, quick-fucking her into yet
another orgasm, and causing Sandy to make wide-eyed hiccuping
sounds. Jim reveled in the feeling of back pressure in Sandy's
vagina as his second volley spurted into her. The young girl was
so tight that so far, none of his cum had managed to escaped the
confines of her vagina. As he continued his short, rapid thrusts,
however, Jim felt what was a mixture of both his and his step-
daughter's love juices begin to seep from around his hammering
cock and run down his testicles and inner thighs. Sandy Winters
had indeed been filled.

The short jabs jolted Sandy back to some semblance of
consciousness. Although any degree of coherent thought escaped
her, Sandy could sense that her current sexual episode was
drawing to a close. Slowly a feeling of bliss spread over the
young teenager, gradually overcoming the fire and thrusting
pressure in her tummy. Sandy allowed herself to bounce wistfully
in the Cooperation Seat, propelled upward by the rapid but slowly
ebbing thrusts of her lover's penis.

Then Karen's cold, contemptuous voice cut into Sandy's warm
world. "That was real nice, Blondy," the big girl said aloud this
time. "I'd say you made the man real happy." Karen winked at Jim
Neilson who was presently leaning heavily on his hands on the
arms of the chair, his cock slowly wilting from within his step-
daughter. "I think your first fucking was a big success. I'm just
glad I was here to help out." Karen chuckled then wiggled her
finger inside Sandy's rectum, before slowing pulling out of her.
"Here, clean my finger, please." Karen held her smelly finger up
to Sandy's lips. The young girl obediently opened her mouth.
Taking Karen's finger in, Sandy tasted the bitter taste of her
feces upon it. While Sandy suckled her finger, Karen continued,
"Well, Blondy. Now that you're a woman we can play some fun new
games." Sandy glanced sideways at the big girl. "That's right,
Karen's got lots of new toys to show you, Blondy. If you have the
chance this afternoon, you might wanna take a little nap. I've
got a big night planned for us." Karen removed her finger from
Sandy's mouth.

Neilson had, in the meantime, extracted himself from Sandy and
stepped back from the young girl. He stood slack jawed listening
to what the big companion of Sandy's was saying. His
step-daughter's training would go on. Neilson smiled. He was a
happy and satisfied man.

Reaching her hand down between Sandy's thighs, Karen effortlessly
slipped her middle finger into Sandy's vagina, a place she had
been forbidden to visit before now. Sandy inhaled a quick gasp
and stared at Karen, disbelief and confusion on her pretty face.
When Sandy turned her way, Karen took advantage of the situation
and leaned down for a kiss. As she brought her mouth close to
Sandy's, the lovely blond parted her lips and accepted Karen's
tongue into her mouth.

Neilson watched astounded as the two girls kissed, the big girl's
finger moving slowly in and out of his step-daughter's vaginal
opening. Karen reveled in the feeling of the soft, moist and
swollen tissues inside her young charge. "Tonight would be
magical," the big lesbian mused as she slowly finger fucked the
helpless blond strapped in the Cooperation Seat. Karen explored
the interior of Sandy's mouth for several minutes with her tongue
while she continued her manual attentions between Sandy's thighs.
When at one point, Karen slipped her finger from inside Sandy to
find her small but swollen clitoris, she felt a tremor pass
through the little blond. "Oh, yes. Tonight will be magical!"
Before ending her handling of young Sandy Winters, ex-virgin,
Karen cupped the teenager's full and damp pussy in her big hand.
She pulled her mouth from Sandy's and began to give her short
"pecks" on her lips causing Sandy to respond in kind while she
squeezed and rubbed her freshly fucked sex.

Although Karen's attentions were not altogether unpleasant, Sandy
experienced the usual feelings of confusion always associated
with her love making with Karen. Sandy put those feelings aside
for the present and concentrated on kissing her companion as she
was expected to do. Her mystery lover had faded into the
background, never to be seen by her again, or at least as far as
Sandy knew. When at last Karen had satisfied herself, she stood
and quickly left the chamber. Sandy Winters sat alone in the
strange chair in the center of the room. Semen continued to drip
from her, forming a clear puddle on the tile floor beneath her
seat. Sandy's first day as a woman had begun.

Sandy's lover reached around her torso and took her breasts in
his large hands. As he began to kneed the two small but shapely
organs he pulled Sandy up into a standing position. His enormous
cock remained buried deep inside her, causing tremendous pressure
and a good bit of pain inside the young girl's belly.

Sandy had only been allowed to rest for brief period of time
following her deflowering earlier this morning, and now here she
was, being fucked for the second time in her short life by
another complete stranger. Although every sexual position was new
to her, Sandy quickly realized that being taken from behind could
be the most painful given the amount of penetration that was
possible. That coupled with the fact that this handler was huge,
led to the outburst of audible grunts and groans that Sandy had
made early in this session.

Sandy gasped as her lover stood up straight. The man had to be
six and a half feet tall. The effect of his standing upright
caused Sandy's feet to actually leave the floor. Before the young
blond knew what was happening she found herself hanging in the
air impaled on a penis of enormous length and girth. Sandy's next
punishable outburst was a staccato groan mixed with several
hiccuping gasps as her lover began to quick-fuck her. The pain
was mind numbing. Sandy's arms and legs hung limp, jerking
convulsively to the big man's humping rhythm. Her current lover
held Sandy by her tender breasts and bounced her on his monster
organ for several minutes.

Sandy's head Coach sat a few feet away watching impassively as
the young blond was fucked senseless by the big handler.

Deke, his name was. Deke was usually chosen as the second lover
for a recently deflowered client. His physical endowment and
sexual stamina were useful in teaching a girl what the human male
organ was truly capable of. It could be the giver of immense
pleasure or tremendous pain.

Sandy's Principal looked on as his young charge's eyes began to
glaze over. He silently made a few notes on his pad.

Minutes turned into hours and hours became an eternity for Sandy
Winters as her abdominal organs were rearranged by the pile
driver in her belly. When Sandy at last lost consciousness, her
entire being was centered around the massive penis inside of her.
For Sandy Winters the universe was two inches in diameter and
thirteen inches long.

When Sandy regained consciousness it was late afternoon. She had
been sedated just shortly after she passed out as a result of
Deke's attentions. Disoriented at first, Sandy stared blankly
from the big bed she lay in. Slowly she began to make sense of
her surroundings as the familiar furnishings of the room she
shared with her companion, Karen swam into view. After a minute
or two the dull ache in her belly began to come into focus.

"Mmmm," Sandy moaned. She stirred slightly. She lay on her left
side. The dull pain radiated lower. Slowly Sandy reached a hand
down exploring gently between her legs and the source of the
pain. What the teenager found there was a damp cloth tucked
against her sex. When Sandy pressed lightly on the cloth, pain
shot through her abdomen. "Ohhh!" Sandy cried softly. The
memories of her earlier experiences began to flood home.

"Well, look who's awake at last." an all too familiar voice spoke
from behind Sandy. "I thought you were going to sleep all day,
Blondy."

Sandy felt the mattress compress as the big lesbian climbed onto
the bed behind her. Closing her eyes, Sandy awaited the
inevitable. Soon Sandy felt Karen's hot breath against her right
ear, followed by some soft nibbles. This was how it always began.
Karen's idea of foreplay was a few nibbles on the ear followed by
some very brief fondling. The big girl reached over Sandy from
behind and cupped her right breast. Sandy shivered.

"My, my, but we've had a busy day today. Haven't we, Blondy,"
Karen cooed as she nestled up close behind her young blond
captive. The big girl began to pinch Sandy's nipple. "That's my
girl," Karen chuckled, feeling the soft nub begin to harden under
her expert touch. After toying with Sandy's tits for awhile,
Karen began to explore further down. As she nibbled at Sandy's
shoulder and the side of her neck, Karen's hand traveled down
Sandy's flank over her shapely hip then back to squeeze and kneed
the firm flesh of Sandy's right buttock. It wasn't until Karen's
fingers began to tickle up and down Sandy's ass crack that the
young blond realized she wasn't fitted with her butt plug for the
first time in weeks. Her empty anal passage was soon filled,
however, by one and then two of Karen's probing fingers causing a
dull pain to spread up Sandy's lower back and down the backs of
her thighs.

Karen made no comment, but continued to probe and nibble. Sandy
moaned softly in response. Karen at least was more lenient when
it came to Sandy making sounds while being administered to. In
fact, Sandy believe that the big lesbian teenager actually
enjoyed hearing acknowledgment of her attentions from time to
time. After a few minutes Karen removed her fingers from Sandy's
rear and brought them up to the young blond's mouth for cleaning.
After Sandy finished with this duty, she found herself being
rolled gently but irresistibly onto her back by her much stronger
companion. Karen, propped up on an elbow, smiled down on Sandy
from her position beside her young charge. Without a word, the
big girl leaned slowly down, opening her mouth as she went.
Sandy, in response parted her lips as their mouths met, allowing
Karen access. The big girl kissed her deeply for quite sometime,
while with her left hand, she squeezed and fondled Sandy's
breasts. Sandy, in compliance with her training, took one of
Karen's large tits in her small hand and began to rub, pinching
the nipple from time to time.

Sandy hated these encounters with Karen. Besides the fact that
Sandy still derived no real pleasure from same sex acts, Karen in
particular was very unpleasant to be with. The big girl usually
had very bad breath. Her breasts were large and floppy and had
small hairs around the perimeter of the areola. Karen's thighs
were meaty and muscular, and on the occasions where Sandy was
expected to orally please the big dike, she would find herself
practically suffocating between large hairy thighs and full wet
vulva covered with coarse matted dark pubic hair. In Karen's
defense, though, she was usually reasonably gentle with Sandy.
This was not always the case with some of her handlers.

This day was no exception. While the big lesbian kissed the young
blond, her hand began its trip "south". Karen rubbed Sandy's flat
tummy for several minutes, paying particular attention to the
area over her uterus. This massage actually felt pretty good to
the young teen whose insides were still rather sore. When at last
Karen moved her hand down to cup Sandy's pussy after removing the
towel, the young blond had begun to relax and "go with the flow",
albeit reluctantly as always.

Sandy moaned softly into Karen's mouth when her companion slipped
a finger between her vulva. Karen quickly removed the finger and
continued to rub and squeeze the full, resilient flesh between
her little blond's thighs. Karen removed her mouth from Sandy's
and whispered, "Hush, now little one. I know you're sore down
there. Deke has a way with girls doesn't he. You just relax and
let Karen get you nice and wet before we go any farther."

Sandy started to shake her head, but Karen quickly brought her
hand up and held her by the chin. Then before Sandy could object,
which would have meant serious trouble, her big companion clamped
her mouth back over hers cutting off any chance for conversation.
Sandy allowed the big girl's tongue to roam unhindered around the
interior of her mouth. She closed her eyes so she wouldn't have
to look at Karen who was in the habit of staring at Sandy while
she handled her. Karen returned her hand to Sandy's pussy and
started rubbing and squeezing again. Occasionally Sandy felt
Karen dip just the tip of a finger between her pussy lips,
testing for moisture. Sandy knew full well that it would not be
long before her anatomy betrayed her as it always did.

In just a very few minutes in fact, Karen raised her head. Sandy
opened her eyes to see the big girl smiling down at her. "That's
my girl," Karen cooed. "I just love the way you get all wet for
me, Blondy." With that, Karen slipped her long middle finger
between the closed lips of Sandy's pussy. The process was almost
effortless, since the young blond had indeed become swollen and
wet with silky vaginal fluid.

"Oww!" Sandy gasped, when Karen's exploring digit pressed against
her vaginal opening. Sandy stared up at her handler, her blue
eyes wide and pleading.

"I know. It hurts a little. I understand Deke was none too gentle
with my little girl," Karen said as she swirled her finger tip
over Sandy's clitoris, then back to her opening. "But you see,
Blondy, I've been waiting for such a long time to get inside that
tight little pussy of yours. The problem has been that the
Headmaster wouldn't allow it. Until now." Without warning, Karen
plunged her middle finger into Sandy. The big girl smiled broadly
at the startled expression of pain on Sandy's face. "Oh yeah,
Blondy! You are a tight little thing!" Karen chuckled.

Sandy winched and whimpered softly as Karen began to explore her
interior with her finger. Fortunately Sandy was by now quite
adequately lubricated. Karen quickly brought another finger into
action, finger fucking Sandy with her two middle fingers, the big
girl said, "Now Blondy, you're going to have to learn to
cooperate a little more. Tomorrow morning you begin your vaginal
control sessions. From this point on, my sweet little girl is
going to be entertaining a number of gentlemen on a daily basis.
I suggest we begin right now with your training." Karen pushed
her fingers deeply into Sandy, causing the young teen to moan.
"That's it, sweetheart. You know it's OK for you to make a few
sounds with Karen around, but you'd better get control of
yourself by tomorrow. Your Principal won't look favorably on you
if your noisy." She continued to move her two fingers in and out
of Sandy, slowly.

Sandy at first experienced sharp pain associated with Karen's
penetration. Her vagina was still raw from Deke's attentions, but
slowly as she juiced up more, the chafing pain subsided to a
tolerable state. Sandy despised the big dike for her part in her
torment, but listened none the less to Karen's tutoring.

"Now, Blondy, I want you to squeeze my fingers," Karen coached
after pushing her fingers deeply into Sandy again. "Oh, come on,
Blondy. You can do better than that. An athletic young thing like
you."

Perspiration broke out on Sandy's brow as she sought to bear down
on Karen's probing fingers with her vaginal muscles.

"That's better, Blondy. Now keep squeezing while I pull my
fingers out."

Sandy did as she was told, clamping down as hard as she could
while Karen slowly extracted her fingers from Sandy's vagina.

"Very good. Now relax," Karen instructed. When she saw Sandy's
abdominal muscles relax, Karen pushed her two fingers back into
her young charge. "OK, good. Now squeeze. Good." Karen slowly
pulled her fingers out. "Relax. Good. Now squeeze. Excellent!"

Sandy's first session at vaginal muscle control went on for an
hour or so. After which Karen had Sandy perform cunnilingus on
her. Dinner was served in their room. Before going to sleep,
Sandy was fitted with a vibrating dildo in her vagina in addition
to her anal plug. The young blond eventually drifted off into a
somewhat fitful sleep, fully loaded.

Unbeknownst to Sandy, the next morning marked the beginning of
her final week at The Center, and a busy week it was going to be.
Following her usual morning toiletry routine, Sandy was scheduled
to be fucked by one of the members of the observation panel.

A wrestling type mat was brought out and a 'volunteer' was chosen
from the panel. Much to Sandy's dismay, she immediately
recognized the young man who stepped forward. It was John Berman.
John was considered by most of the girls Sandy's age to be the
school dork. He was a class behind Sandy at school, and she
thought he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Sandy
remembered distinctly the time the bashful young man had
attempted to ask her out on a date. Sandy had been quite cruel.
In front of several of her friends, she had rejected John then
ridiculed him, asking him just who he thought he was to even
think about asking to go out with her. The entire affair had been
ugly. John Berman had run from the group of haughty teenage
girls, a crushed individual.

Now the tables were about to turn. John grinned his usual goofy,
sheepish grin as he approached Sandy and her Coach.

"How would you like her, son," Sandy's Principal asked John
Berman.

"I...I dunno," the young man answered.

"Very well then, I'll decide. I think we will begin with a rear
entry. Miss Winters get on your hands and knees and face the
audience."

Sandy knowing she would be severely reprimanded should she even
think of objecting did as she was told.

"Go ahead, son. She's all yours. Let's see what you can do for
her. Miss Winters, I want you to look back over your shoulder
while your lover enters you."

While John Berman knelt on the wresting mat behind her, Sandy
turned and looked back at him as directed. Berman was at a bit of
a loss at first but soon Sandy watched in horror as the young man
took his growing penis in his right hand. Placing his left hand
on her hip, he guided the head of his cock to her vaginal
entrance. Sandy's eyes widened slightly and she inhaled a quick
breath when she felt the hot tip of John Berman's prick touch her
tender flesh. Then with one deliberate but unpracticed thrust,
the "school dork" was in her. Sandy shivered and began to look
away.

"Continue to look at him, Miss Winters," her Coach commanded.
"Until I tell you otherwise. Go ahead, son. Fuck her," he urged
young John Berman.

At last John Berman came out of his shell. For the next few
minutes he fucked Sandy hard. From time to time he would laugh
and talk dirty to her, asking her how it felt to have him fuck
her after the way she had treated him.

Sandy was utterly mortified by the experience. After awhile, her
Principal had allowed her to look away from her lover and face
the audience which wasn't a whole lot better. "Arch your back,
Miss Winters. Make it good for him," she was told by her
Principal. Sandy complied. John Berman had also been told before
hand about using Sandy's anal plug to his advantage. The young
man now took great njoy in slapping the hard rubber device with
the back of his hand from time to time, causing Sandy to grunt
nicely.

The fucking didn't go on for long, nor was John Berman overly
well endowed. However, when at last the young man cried out and
dumped his load into Sandy, it was one of the most ego shattering
experiences the young blond would remember from her time at The
Youth Training Center. The Center thought of everything.

Later that morning after a bath and douche with Karen, Sandy
found herself in her first Vaginal Control Session. The young
blond had been ushered into a classroom like area complete with
several desks. All were unoccupied at present. At the front of
the room was a lectern and a large television monitor. As Sandy
stood waiting with Karen at her side, several other young girls
of varying ages were led into the room by their handlers or
companions. This was the first time Sandy had seen another client
at The Center. Karen had told her before hand that she was to
neither make eye contact with nor talk to another client. The
other young ladies must have received similar instructions for
they all stood naked with their eyes downcast. Soon a man walked
in and strode to the front of the room.

"Good morning, ladies," he said tersely. "You are here today to
learn to control the muscles of your vagina so that you may
provide a more pleasurable experience for your lover or lovers.
You will attend these sessions each morning this week. At the end
of the week you will be tested. We expect as always that you will
pay close attention and follow instructions explicitly." A
whimper from somewhere behind Sandy was followed by an electric
sounding "zap" and a grunt. Then silence. "Very well then," the
man continued after a brief pause. "Handlers, you may leave."

Seven nubile, young women were left in the classroom. It was
sometime around then that Sandy first noticed that there were no
chairs in front of the desks. "Odd," she thought idly. As if in
answer to her question, the door at the back of the room opened
and in rolled a low gurney pushed by a man in his mid-twenties.
Behind him came another, then another. At last, a gurney and an
attendant stood waiting behind each desk in the classroom.

"Gentlemen, you may assume your positions," the instructor said
flatly.

While Sandy and the other clients look on, the men removed their
trousers and underwear then lay down on their backs on the
gurneys. While Sandy watched, the men began to stroke themselves,
causing their penises to become erect. Sandy also noticed that
all of these young men were very well endowed. Sandy and the
other girls stole nervous glances at each other while the
instructor glanced around the room briefly.

"I believe all is in readiness," he said at last. "Ladies, you
may each take a seat on a handler. I will give you two minutes to
prepare yourselves anatomically." He glanced at his wrist watch.
"After that time, I expect each of you to mount your respective
handler. I will then come around to inspect. You may begin."

A couple of the young clients seemed confused, but Sandy knew
exactly what was expected of her. Quickly she stepped over to the
handler nearest her. While the stranger looked up at her from the
low gurney, Sandy began to masturbate, attempting to get herself
as wet as possible in the small amount of time allotted.

"OK, ladies, mount up," came the command from the front of the
room. "Settle yourselves so that you are facing the front of the
room. That means that your rear ends should be facing your
handler's head."

Sandy stepped carefully across the low gurney, straddling the
man's hips in the process. He continued to stroke himself,
keeping himself hard for her until Sandy was ready. He really was
big. Not as big as Deke, but more than enough to fill the vagina
of a fifteen year old. As Sandy slowly lowered herself onto him,
the handler obliged her by holding himself up for her.

A chorus of gasps and soft moans could be heard around the class
room as seven young ladies of varying ages lowered themselves
onto their handlers. A soft squeal and two farts later, the room
again fell silent. After a pause, the instructor said, "Very well
then, now that we are all seated, we shall begin. What I expect
you ladies to do over the course of the next two hours is to keep
the man inside you erect using only your vaginal muscles. While
you are working, I will show you some videos on the female
anatomy as well as some interesting footage from some of your
early training. I think all of you will find it interesting to
see how some of your associates have taken to their individual
training routines."

Sandy squirmed uncomfortably. The man's big cock was lodged
deeply inside of her. The gurney was just the right height that
if she could manage another inch or so of cock, Sandy would be
seated at the perfect height behind the desk in front of her.
Sandy heard the man beneath her groan softly as she rocked her
hips slowly, attempting to adjust herself on him. Another inch of
cock worked its way into her interior. Sandy felt the man's hairy
testicles press against her pussy lips just below her clitoris.
Her firm little butt was seated on his lower belly.

While Sandy was settling herself, the instructor began his
inspection tour of the room. He continued his lecture while he
strolled. "Also ladies, points will be deducted should your
handler reach orgasm. The object of this exercise then is to
teach you control. You must be able to keep a man hard, but not
cause him to cum before he is ready. That's very good Miss
Anderson," he said to one young teen across the room from Sandy.
When at last he arrived at Sandy's desk, he looked carefully
between Sandy's legs, checking to see that she was fully
"involved". He then reached a hand beneath Sandy's butt. Feeling
her anal plug, he said, "Miss Winters, please raise up a bit."
Sandy obeyed allowing the man access to extract her anal plug.
This was something that until now only her Principal and Karen
had been allowed to do. "I don't think we will be needing this
for this morning's routine." The instructor placed the plug on
the desk then told Sandy to lower herself back onto her handler.

Just then from the other side of the room, a long, low groan
could be heard. One of the handlers had cum. Quickly the
instructor walked in the direction of a stocky, dark headed girl
who sat astride her handle with a sheepish expression on her
pretty face.

"This demonstrates a complete lack of concentration, Miss Avery,"
the instructor reprimanded the teenager. "But since this is your
first day in vaginal control, we will be lenient." He stepped
over to an intercom on the wall near the door and spoke a few
words into the unit. Several minutes later the door to the room
opened and another handler entered. He was given directions by
the instructor and soon lay beneath the girl named Pam Avery.
"Alright class. Let's continue then, shall we."

After checking out the rest of the clients, the vaginal control
instructor walked back to the front of the class room. He looked
back at his class noticing varying degrees of discomfort or
effort on the faces of his young clients.

Sandy sat for several moments afraid to move after what had just
happened with the Avery girl. From time to time she could feel
her handler flex himself inside her. Her natural instinct was to
return his flex with a squeeze. This was exactly the wrong thing
to do she soon discovered. This tended to set up a chain of
action and reaction leading rapidly no doubt to her handler's
premature climax. The next time Sandy felt the man move inside of
her, she concentrated on not returning the "favor" with her
strong vaginal muscles. After a few minutes, her handler's
natural spasmodic penile flexing began to abate. Not long after
that, Sandy felt him begin to soften inside of her.

Meanwhile, up at the podium, her instructor was commenting on a
diagram of the female reproductive system which was displayed on
the big monitor. It was difficult for Sandy to concentrate both
on the penis inside her own vagina and the computer generated
image of a male organ moving in and out of the vaginal cross-
section on the screen. As the computer penis moved in arrows
appeared along the walls of the vaginal passage indicating a
release of pressure. When the penis traveled outward, the arrows
in the vaginal diagram reversed and turned red, indicating that
pressure should be applied. This was exactly the same technique
that Karen had taught Sandy using her fingers. Sandy found
herself making a mental note.

It was then that Sandy felt her handler almost slip from inside
her. Desperately Sandy clamped her muscles around his flaccid
shaft, preventing his exit at the last moment. Sandy began the
process of milking her handler's cock with her vaginal muscles,
drawing him back inside of her. The young girl felt a sense of
accomplishment when at last she felt the man begin to grow inside
of her once again.

It was then that Sandy's concentration was broken. From the
direction of the Avery girl's desk, another loud groan was heard
followed by a cry of frustration and dismay. Apparently young Pam
Avery had caused her newest handler to cum as well. While the
computer generated graphic continued to show a cross section of
the act of sexual intercourse, the instructor walked quickly to
the unfortunate girl's desk. Taking her by the elbow, he pulled
her to a standing position. He then led her from the room. Sandy
never saw the girl again.

Sandy needed to pay attention. Her handler was again beginning to
grow and throb inside of her. Sandy sat perfectly still on his
cock, barely breathing for several minutes until she felt him
once more begin to relax. She glanced up at the clock on the wall
at the front of the room. One hour and forty-five minutes had
passed since she had been entered. "Only fifteen minutes more,"
the young teen thought with a sigh. It was then that Sandy
noticed what was taking place on the large monitor at the front
of the class.

While she was attending to business, Sandy's vaginal control
instructor had come back into the room. He was currently
commenting on the scene now playing on the monitor. To Sandy's
horror, the entire class was being treated to scenes of her
session with Deke. Sandy sat stunned as she watched herself being
pulled upright to hang impaled on the massive fuck engine that
appeared and disappeared between her ass cheeks at an astonishing
pace. Sandy watched as she threw her head back against the big
man's shoulder. Her mouth hung open. Spittle ran from the corner
of her mouth to drip from her jaw. Glancing to the side
sheepishly, Sandy saw another of the young clients smile at her.
"How could she smile at me," Sandy thought angrily. "She must
have had the same thing happen to her." Sandy gave the girl a
cross look.

Then suddenly, while Sandy was still looking her direction, the
young red-headed girl who had smiled at her, got a look of
concern on her pretty face. As Sandy watched the young teen
opened her both mouth and her blues eyes wide. Suddenly her
narrow hips jerked forward. Once... twice. The little red-head
was having an orgasm. With only two minutes to go, the little
girl tried to recover her composure, but it was too late. Sandy
saw the girl's handler take her by her narrow waist. The little
red-head grunted as she was pumped full of hot semen. She arched
her back momentarily then fell forward, catching herself with her
hands on the edge of her desk. A moment later, Sandy saw the
telltale trail of semen run from beneath the girl's thigh and run
down her handler's hip and buttock.

The young red-head was quickly removed from the room, leaving
only four other clients besides Sandy. The minutes crept by while
Sandy and her classmates watched scenes from their individual
experiences with Deke. Nervous sidelong glances were exchanged
between the girls when they thought the instructor wasn't
looking. While the five young girls sat astride their individual
attendants, they all watched as each in turn was fucked to the
point of unconsciousness by the man named Deke. It was a terribly
embarrassing experience to say the least.

Sandy diligently worked her attendant's cock with her vaginal
muscles. Two minutes remained. "I'm going to make it," she
thought. The stranger beneath her moaned. Sandy felt him shift
his hips between her thighs. At the same time, Sandy felt the now
familiar beginnings of her own climax begin to grow within her.
Sweat stood out on her brow. One minute. From across the room a
loud cry of "Oh, yes, baby!" was heard followed by several
subdued heaving sobs. Another of her classmates had failed. The
cock inside of her suddenly felt rock hard. The swollen head
pressed uncomfortably up inside of Sandy. The young blond held
absolutely still, forcing herself to relax her internal muscles.
She shot a quick glance at the clock. Sandy heard a moan from her
attendant. Fifteen seconds, then ten.

"Time is up, ladies," Sandy's instructor said at last. Just then
Sandy's attendant grabbed her by the hips. Sandy soon felt the
familiar warmth spread inside her tummy as she accepted the
offerings of yet another man.

Following her vaginal control class Sandy returned to her room
where she was met by Karen. The young blond and the big dike made
love for a little over an hour until lunch was called. Karen
introduced Sandy to several new battery operated toys as well as
a huge double ended dildo. By the time they went to the
cafeteria, young Sandy was practically worn out. Even at her
young age, it required a lot of stamina to keep up with Karen's
voracious sexual appetite. While they ate, Karen told Sandy a
little bit about what she could expect at her new class that
afternoon. This class would mark Sandy's first experience with
group sex other than her regular morning regimens which
occasionally involved more than one participant.

While Karen rattled on about how Sandy would be expected to
satisfy two to four men at a time, the young girl's mind wandered
to a happier time. Sandy wistfully remembered when she could get
practically anything she wanted from a boy just by looking at him
that "certain way". Now in just a few minutes, she would be
expected to give up everything to several men. The tables had
certainly turned for our fifteen year old beauty. What Sandy
didn't take into consideration as she sat pondering her fate was
that only a few short weeks ago, she would have been entertaining
thoughts of resistance and escape. Now, however, she was prepared
to do what was expected of her. Sandy's only worry was whether or
not she would be able to please her Primary.

"And I'll be right there to help out. Won't that be great,
Blondy?" Karen asked, bringing Sandy back to the present. She
looked at Karen with a puzzled look that elicited a chuckle from
the big girl. "Well, let's go, Blondy. I can't wait to see how
you do with a bunch of guys."

There was no doubt as to the main function of the room into which
Sandy was led by her companion, Karen. The only piece of
furniture in the brightly lit room was a very large bed covered
with what appeared to be plastic sheets. The big bed stood in the
exact center of the room whose walls and ceiling were mirrored.
As Karen led Sandy to the big bed, the young blond noticed
several video cameras mounted on tripods strategically located
around the center of attraction. Sandy took a deep breath,
resigning herself to what was to come. She was instructed by
Karen to sit on the edge of the bed and wait. Not long afterward,
the door opened and in walked four men, two of whom were middle
aged. The other two were younger. One was Sandy's age or perhaps
even younger. Sandy hated having to perform for boys her own age.
It was somehow far more humiliating for her. A moment later
Sandy's Primary entered the room, closing the door behind
himself.

"Good afternoon, Miss Winters," the man said. He held his
customary clip board beneath one arm. He then nodded in Karen's
direction, acknowledging the young lesbian. "Miss Winters," he
began. "This afternoon, we are going to have you perform som
group sexual acts with these four gentlemen, Three of whom you
will find to be quite experienced. One young man has never been
with a woman. I'll therefore expect you to pay close attention to
their needs." The youngest boy actually blushed while Sandy
listened with growing concern. "Please introduce yourself to your
lovers now, Miss Winters," her Principal ordered.

The look of concern on Sandy's pretty face was quickly replaced
with one of resignation. Sandy knew what was expected of her. She
also knew that she had absolutely no choice other than to
cooperate. She glanced at Karen who remained seated beside her on
the big bed and received a wicked grin from the big dike. Sandy
knew Karen would enjoy her humiliation even more than the men
would enjoy her services. At last, head bowed, Sandy stood up and
walked over to where the four men stood waiting in a line.

Stepping in front of the first man who was perhaps forty years
old or so, Sandy looked him directly in the eye and said, "My
name is Sandy. I am here to please you." After having said this,
the naked fifteen year old stood on her tip toes so she could get
her arms around the man's neck and gave him a prolonged,
passionate kiss. The man responded by hugging Sandy's small,
lithe body tightly to himself. He kissed her back hard. When he
finally released her, he was breathing hard. A look of fiery lust
burned in his eyes. Sandy moved to the next older man and
repeated what she had said to the first. She then kissed him
deeply as well, allowing him to explore the interior of her mouth
with his tongue for several minutes. Sandy then stepped to the
next person in line, a boy of no more than fourteen.

"Im Sandy," she said mechanically. "I am here to please you."
Sandy placed her arms around the lad's neck and leaned forward to
kiss him. When she did, the boy blushed and looked away. Not
knowing exactly what to do, Sandy turned to her Principal for
guidance.

"Help him, Miss Winters. It is your duty to fulfill him," the man
said sternly.

It was tremendously humiliating for Sandy to help this boy to
defile her, but that was what was expected. Not knowing exactly
how to proceed, Sandy stooped slightly, then looking up at the
shy young boy, she kissed him on the lips. She kissed him a
second time. This seemed to help, because at last the young man
raised his head and looked at Sandy. She could see lust begin to
shine in his eyes. His innocent face took on a new expression as
Sandy wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. It
was not an open mouth kiss, however. Apparently the young man had
not learned that technique yet. Sandy felt the young man place
his hands gently on her hips, but as soon as she pressed herself
against him he hastily removed them. It was time to move on.

Sandy stepped in front of the forth young man. A dark haired boy
perhaps fifteen, maybe sixteen years old. When Sandy looked into
his eyes, what she saw there frightened her. She began to
introduce herself, but the boy suddenly reached out and grabbed
Sandy around her neck with one hand, pulling the young teenager
to him. He proceeded to kiss her hard, crushing his mouth against
Sandy's. Startled at first, Sandy started to resist, but then her
training took over. As the young man moved his lips over hers,
Sandy tried to relax in his arms and allow him to kiss her
however he chose. Then without warning, the young man, reached
down with his other hand and grabbed Sandy's pussy. He squeezed
roughly as the young blond gasped into his opened mouth. Before
Sandy knew what was happening, the young man had slipped a finger
between her vulva then up inside of her. He then proceeded to
kiss Sandy roughly while he wiggled his finger inside her vagina.
After what seemed like hours, the young man pulled his mouth from
Sandy's and said, "Hi, Sandy. My name is Mike and I'm gonna fuck
you, baby. I'm gonna fuck you real hard."

Sandy stared in disbelief at the dark haired young man, her eyes
round and filled with apprehension. Before she could do or say
anything, however, the young man named Mike, without removing his
exploring hand from between Sandy's thighs, pushed her roughly
back in the direction of the big bed. Sandy stumbled backward, at
last falling back onto the bed with Mike on top of her. The two
older men followed along and soon stood beside the bed watching
as the one named Mike continued his advance. After falling
heavily atop the young blond, Mike finally removed his finger
from inside Sandy's vagina then rolled off her.

"Spread those pretty legs, baby," Mike said as he crawled off the
bed. "There's no sense waistin' time. These other guys want a
turn too." Stunned momentarily due to the abruptness of the young
man's advances, Sandy lay staring dumbly up at him. "I said,
spread 'em, sweetheart!" Mike said in a mean tone of voice. He
grabbed Sandy by her right ankle then threw her leg to one side.

Karen in the mean time stood up saying, "You have a good time,
Blondy. I'm going to watch from over there." She nodded toward
Sandy's Principal who sat nearby.

Sandy was unable to resist as she lay still in stunned shock,
watching as Mike stepped between her calves which hung over the
edge of the bed and peeled his jeans down exposing his rather
sizable cock already fully erect. Without hesitation the young
man took his cock in one hand then kneeling first on the edge of
the bed, he lowered himself onto Sandy. As she felt the awful
young man rub the hot, smooth head of his penis between her
vulva, spreading her labia, searching for her opening, Sandy
closed her eyes and turned her head to one side in disgust. While
Mike continued to poke and probe, Sandy opened her eyes only to
stare directly into the eyes of her Principal. What she saw there
was a look of stern disapproval. Sandy knew the reason all too
well. It took a supreme effort on her part, but Sandy was finally
able to turn her head back and look her attacker directly in the
eye just as he penetrated her. Karen smiled as she saw the
resignation show in Sandy's pretty face.

"Huuuuuhhhh!" Sandy huffed softly as the young man's penis moved
into her.

"That's my girl," Mike said grinning knowingly down at Sandy as
he pushed his way into her. "What a tight little pussy you have,
baby. Oh yeah!"

Sandy trembled as Mike's long cock filled her. While she gazed up
at him, he quickly began to get up a rhythm.

"Ole' Mike's gonna show you a real good time. Gonna fuck you like
you've never been fucked, baby!"

Sandy had a quick mental flash of her experience with Deke.
"Nothing could be worse than that," she thought idly as Mike's
meat began to hammer in and out. Sandy also noted that Mike was
the first of her lover's who talked while he fucked her. All of
the others had been silent and business-like. Sandy didn't like
his talk at all. It made her feel cheap and tawdry.

"Oww!" she whimpered when the young man rammed her hard.

"Just wanted to get your attention, sweetheart. You looked like
you were daydreaming on me." Mike grinned wickedly. "I want you
to pay attention, baby. I want you to do like you've been taught.
I wanna see that pretty face of your register every stroke." He
rammed her again, causing Sandy's eyes to fly open. "Yeah, baby!
Just like that." He laughed.

Mike then began to fuck Sandy in earnest. The young blond was
forced to spread her legs wide to alleviate the chafing from
Mike's roughly pumping cock shaft. Taking Sandy first by her
right wrist then her left, Mike stretched her hands over her head
and held them there while he stared down at her.

"You're such a babe, Sandy. What a fine little fuck you are. Did
you ever give it to your boyfriend like this, baby? I'll bet you
didn't. You look like the kind of stuck up bitch who'd hold back
on a guy. You're not gonna hold back on us are you, Sandy?" Sandy
stared up into his dark eyes. "Are you, baby?" Mike said, smiling
down at the helpless girl. Sandy didn't know what he expected of
her, but she shook her head in response just in case. "No. Of
course you're not," he said, his smile broadening. Mike humped
Sandy two or three times hard then pulled out unexpectedly,
leaving Sandy dazed and breathless. He climbed off of her and
turned to the others, saying, "Ok, who's next? She's all warmed
up."

"I'll take her," Sandy heard one of the older men say. The next
thing Sandy knew, she had meat in her again. "Hi Darlin'," he
said once he was fully inside of her. Unlike Mike he began to
fuck her slowly, allowing Sandy to feel the entire length of his
cock as it moved in and out. "You're such a pretty child. You
remind me of my daughter." The man gave Sandy a fatherly smile.
"Cindy's about your age, maybe a little younger. She's here at
the Center too. Maybe you two have met," he said matter-of-factly
while he fucked Sandy slowly and rhythmically. "She's gonna love
fucking her daddy when she get's home. Have you fucked your daddy
yet, darlin'?"

Sandy couldn't believe her ears. "Was this monster really talking
about his own daughter? How could he!" Sandy vowed to herself
while the older man had his way with her that she would never
allow herself to be taken by her step-father.

"Alright... alright!" Mike said from the sidelines. "This isn't a
rapp session, man. Get off her and let's get her up on her hands
and knees," Mike directed, taking charge. Sandy's current older
lover gave her that fatherly smile of his before slowly pulling
out and crawling from between her widely splayed legs.

"Let's go, sweetheart. Up on your hands and knees so we can get a
better crack at ya." Mike then leaned down and grabbed Sandy
roughly by the wrist. He then drug her off the bed, took her by
the shoulders and turned her to face the bed. "Hand's and knees,
baby. You know the drill, and arch your back. Let's see that
sweet little ass of yours way up high." Mike chuckled cruelly as
he gave Sandy a little shove onto the bed.

Going down on her hands, Sandy slowly crawled onto the big
mattress. Spreading her knees to about shoulder width, she arched
her back and waited to be mounted.

"OK, guy. You're next," Mike said nodding in the direction of the
other older man. "Go ahead and try her out." As the man dropped
his pants and crawled onto the bed behind Sandy, Mike said to the
younger boy, "Hey, sport. Ever had a lady suck your cock?" The
kid looked dumbfounded. Mike just laughed.

Sandy shuddered as the older man's rather large penis traveled up
the length of her birth canal. He held her tightly by her hips
and pushed himself deeply into her. "Go ahead, kid. Get around on
the other end. She can handle two cocks at once. Give that mouth
of hers a good fucking. You treat him nice, Sandy, baby. He's
just a boy." Mike laughed his cruel laugh as he stepped closer to
the edge of the bed. While the older man got up his rhythm, Mike
reached up under Sandy's chest and toyed with her small jiggling
breasts. Pinching her nipples, Mike whispered in Sandy's right
ear, "How's that big cock feel, baby? Is it good? These older
guys don't know how to make a girl feel right. Old Mike's gonna
take another turn in a minute. Don't you worry. He's gonna fuck
you like you've never been fucked before, baby." He kissed Sandy
on the cheek.

The older man behind Sandy was getting his stride. He picked up
his tempo, his hairy thighs, slapping against the backs of
Sandy's legs as he pounded away at her. Sandy had dropped her
head down between her shoulders as she endured the man's
attentions. Suddenly she saw a pair of knees appear on the bed in
front of her. Slowly, Sandy looked up to see the face of the
younger boy smiling down at her. In his hand he clutched his
penis. He held it out to her almost in offering. It wasn't large
or anything, but the thought of taking the penis of a boy even
younger than herself into her mouth disgusted and humiliated
Sandy.

In the course of her training, Sandy had been handled, bathed and
attended to on the toilet by boys younger than herself, and each
time it happened it ground Sandy's ego and self-esteem down more
and more. The older men, she could tolerate more or less. But the
young men in her own peer group were another story. The boy
kneeling in front of Sandy now placed his other hand on the side
of her head and crawled a little closer. "Open up, sweetheart,"
he said with a big grin.

"How dare, he say that to me," Sandy thought to herself. "He's
just a kid. Who the hell does he think he is!" Just then, Mike
pinched one of her small nipples hard. "Oww!" Sandy cried,
opening her mouth in the process. Almost immediately it was
filled with the young boy's cock. "Gawwpp," Sandy gagged around
his narrow shaft as the head of his prick pushed against her soft
pallet at the very back of her throat.

"Not bad, kid," Mike chuckled. "Now fuck her mouth good." Then
after a brief pause, Mike added quickly. "Wait! Wait a minute
fellas. Let's all get into this little lady. I think she can
handle it. To the man fucking Sandy Mike said, "Why don't you
pull out of her for a minute and lie down beside her, pal. We'll
have her ride you for awhile, OK?" The man nodded his consent.
Extracting his cock from the young blond, the older man did as
Mike asked and lay on his back beside Sandy. "OK, baby, you know
the drill. Mount up."

Sandy glared at Mike, but slowly did as she was told. Rising up
to her knees Sandy moved sideways then threw her leg across the
prone man's body, straddling him. Next She placed her hands on
the older man's chest and raised her butt up, giving him room to
guide the head of his cock to her opening. Obligingly, the man
held his cock in one hand allowing Sandy to settle down on it.
Sandy always shivered when entered. The Center considered this to
be a desirable trait, so she was encouraged to cultivate it.

As soon as she was mounted, Mike said, "OK kid, your turn. I
wanna see you fuck her mouth like she's never had it before. OK
sport?" The young man nodded enthusiastically. Then grasping his
prick in his fist, he crawled forward and offered it to Sandy.
Sandy leaned forward and took him into her mouth. "That's nice,"
Mike said. Now let's see. Who's next? Weren't you telling me you
liked to get jerked off, fella?" Mike said, to the other older
man who knelt on the bed nearby the coupled threesome. The man
grinned and nodded his head. "Good, well our little lady should
be able to handle you, I believe. You'll make him feel good won't
you, baby?" Mike said leaning down so Sandy could see him. The
young boy had already begun to fuck her mouth so Sandy was unable
to answer, but she did nod her head in resigned acknowledgment.
"I knew I could count on you, baby," Mike said. He reached out
and fondled one of Sandy's firm breasts. "Now it's my turn," Mike
said at last.

With one penis in her vagina, one in her mouth and one in her
hand, Sandy had no idea what Mike had planned for her. If he
expected her to handle him with her left hand, she would be
unable to balance herself on the cock of the older man beneath
her. It was already an extremely awkward situation for Sandy. She
knew all too well that her Principal who looked on from the
sidelines fully expected her to pleasure all of her lovers,
managing their arousal such that they would have a simultaneous
orgasm. So when Mike disappeared from her view behind her, Sandy
was at a complete loss.

As the older gentleman beneath her began to hump her, Sandy
raised herself up just a bit to give him room to move. His cock
pistoned in and out with short, rapid strokes, causing Sandy to
puff through her nose in time. The young boy increased his tempo
to match that of the other man. His narrow, but adequately long
penis made repeated contact with the back of Sandy's throat. He
took her by the back of her neck to steady Sandy, giving him
better access to her. Sandy had to concentrate so as not to
forget the man she held in her right hand. As best she could
given the circumstances, the young girl stroked the man's rigid
cock with her small hand. As she had been taught, Sandy rolled
her hand over the head of his penis from time to time where she
could find traces of pre-cum for lubrication.

While Sandy worked on her three charges, she suddenly felt a pair
of hands on her butt. Mike started rubbing her buttocks,
squeezing her cheeks, and alternately spreading her, then
pressing her together. His massaging actually felt pretty good as
it tended to enhance the effects of the older man's cock sliding
in and out of her vagina. Then unexpectedly, Sandy felt the now
familiar feeling of the head of a penis being rubbed up and down
between her cheeks. "What was he going to do?" Sandy wondered,
"trade off with the guy under her?" Too late, the young girl
realized what was happening when Mike began to apply pressure
with his cock to her tightly puckered anal opening.

Sandy had been shown a few videos depicting anal sex, but had
thus far not been required to attempt it by the Center. Thus her
rectal passage was virginal until the broad head of Mike's penis
popped inside.

As mentioned earlier, Mike was not a gentle lover. Fortunately
for Sandy, he had taken the time to lubricate himself with saliva
before entering her. Mike hadn't done this for Sandy's benefit,
but rather to enable him to fully penetrate the young girl in one
swift assault.

"Mmmphhhh," Sandy puffed violently through her nose. The young
man who was fucking her mouth was treated to the lovely sight of
the young girl's facial expression while being entered anally for
the first time, and unexpectedly at that. Sandy's blue eyes shot
open then closed tightly as she winced from the sudden pain of
Mike's penetration. The young man was lucky that Sandy had such
thorough training. An untrained female might have accidentally
bitten down on him. Keeping his cock in Sandy's mouth, the boy
smiled down at her. Sandy shuddered. Reflexively she arched her
back as she accepted the responsibility for yet another penis.

"Oh, yeah, baby!" Mike groaned as his big cock traveled into the
tight confines of Sandy's bowel. "You've got one tight little
ass. I'm sure glad they let me be your first. I've been watching
you since you got here, and I've been waitin' for the chance to
fuck you, baby."

"Mmphh, mmphh, mmphh, mmphh.." young Sandy huffed around the cock
in her mouth as Mike started to fuck her ass. She could feel
every inch of him as he traveled in and out of her.

Unknowingly, the older man in her vagina had pulled back slightly
to allow Mike full penetration on his initial thrust, now, as
Mike pushed his cock into Sandy's quivering anal passage, he
suddenly rammed his hips upward, driving himself deeply into the
hapless young teen.

"Mmmmmuuuhhhhh!!" Sandy grunted, opening her mouth wide around
the young boys cock. A dull pain spread through her lower abdomen
and down her thighs. Never before had she felt such a feeling of
fullness. Just then, Mike rammed her as well, knocking the wind
out of Sandy and slamming her body forward, driving the cock in
her mouth down her throat. Sandy Winters suddenly found herself
well packed with a cock in every opening.

"Don't forget about me, young lady," Sandy heard from the edge of
awareness. It was the man who's cock she was supposed to be
stroking with her hand. Quickly Sandy picked up a rhythm, sliding
her small hand quickly up and down his shaft as though playing
catch up. "That's better, Darlin'," the man groaned. Then all
three of the men inside of Sandy began to get up a rhythm. There
was no real pattern to their fucking. At one point Sandy would
find herself filled to bursting, then all the meat inside of her
would withdraw at once leaving her feeling strangely empty. Other
times the men alternated thrusts. At one point they unconsciously
achieved a syncopated beat. "One..and two then a down beat,"
Sandy's small frame was pitched front to back and side to side.

As capable a lover as Sandy had become, she felt herself losing
control. Her mind reeled as her internal organs were battered on
three fronts. The man who Sandy was attending to manually, moved
around beside the foursome. He reached around Sandy's torso and
took her left breast in his hand. With his other hand he cupped
her right. He then began to squeeze and kneed the small sensitive
glands, alternately pinching then stretching Sandy's tiny nipples
with his fingers.

"Mmmmeee," Sandy whined around the cock in her mouth. As had
happened with her experience with Deke, meaningful thought began
to ebb away. Soon the young girl knew nothing else other than the
three penises which flashed in and out of her at an ever
increasing pace. Sandy Winters was certainly no longer in control
of the situation. One of the men came. It was either Mike or the
man in her vagina. Sandy couldn't tell which. All she heard was a
groan followed by that familiar hot filling feeling inside.
Sandy's first orgasm quickly followed. Then suddenly she was
swallowing copious amounts of white hot cum supplied to her by
the young boy. He held Sandy's head, rammed his cock into her
mouth to the hilt, and dumped his load down her esophagus.

Sandy's trim athletic body shook in the throws of her second
orgasm when she heard Mike bellow from behind her, "Oh, yeah,
baby.. baby!" His strong fingers dug into the flesh of Sandy's
hips. Pulling her back against himself Mike rammed his cock as
far up Sandy's ass as it would reach before dumping his load into
her bowel. Never in her life had Sandy Winters had so much semen
inside of her at one time. It felt like the stuff would squirt
out of her ears as the three men filled her.

The first to finish was the young boy. Looking down at Sandy with
a grin, he popped his softening prick out of her mouth then sat
back sheepishly on the bed watching as the three other men
continued to have their way with Sandy. Without warning, the man
Sandy had been jerking off released her breasts, crawled around
in front of her, took her by the chin and opened her mouth. Sandy
knew better than to resist. Grasping his cock in his other hand
the man directed its swollen purple head to Sandy's lips. Smiling
down at Sandy, he rubbed the head back and forth across her lips
covering them with pre-cum. "Open up, darlin'. Bob's got
something for you I know you're gonna like. Sandy opened her
mouth and accepted the man's penis inside. As soon as he released
his grip on himself, the man came. As he did, he pushed his cock
to the back of Sandy's mouth then down her throat. Sandy had been
deep throated before and knew to take a breath. She gagged
slightly as the head of Bob's prick slipped down her throat
pulsing cum as it went. Sandy's blue eyes were open wide when her
nose finally buried itself in the older man's mat of pubic hair,
her chin coming to rest against his balls. She had no choice but
to wait him out. She felt the hot substance flow into her tummy.
Several minutes passed and still the man filled her. At the same
time, Mike continued to hump her from behind as did the man who's
cock still remained in her vagina. Sandy was about out of air
when at last the man named Bob, pulled his cock back far enough
for Sandy to take a breath. Sandy coughed causing a bit of semen
to seep from her nose and run down her upper lip. The man would
not remove his cock from her mouth so Sandy was forced to get
what air she could through her nose.

It was a long while before the tangled knot of flesh that was
Sandy Winters' most recent sexual experience began to uncouple.
Slowly and one at a time, Sandy's lovers slipped from inside her.
Mike was the last to leave. It seemed his big cock just wouldn't
go soft. He continued to fuck Sandy's ass for several minutes
after the others had ceased. Sandy would be very sore later on.

Finally the participants exited the room leaving Sandy alone with
her Principal and Karen. The big dike came and sat on the bed
beside Sandy. She kissed the young blond deeply reveling in the
sweet musky taste of semen. Sandy's Principal said nothing. He
made a few notes on his pad then rose from his seat and left the
room.

"I think you did, pretty good, Blondy," Karen said rubbing
Sandy's back gently. "Before we go to dinner I want you to lie
back for me, Blondy," the big dike said. "I wanna taste some of
that good cum you've got inside you." Karen smiled at Sandy's
somewhat distressed expression. "What's wrong, Blondy? You don't
think it's fair that you have all the fun do you? I like a little
cum myself from time to time.

Sandy knew what Karen wanted, so after a minute she lay back on
the bed and spread her legs. The big girl then crawled between
Sandy's thighs and began to feast, licking and sucking at both of
her openings. Much to Sandy's dismay, the big dike actually made
her cum again. This of course pleased Karen to no end. "That's my
little girl," she said between licks. "Cum for Karen. Cum for me,
Blondy!"

Sandy had never been told why she had been brought to the
Training Center. None of the clients were told. Neither did she
know when or if she would ever be released. For all Sandy knew
she would spend the rest of her life in this awful place at the
hands of strangers. So when the young blond awoke in her own bed
in her own bedroom in her own home several days following her
group experience at The Center, it was no wonder that she was
startled and confused.

"What? What the?" Sandy gasped, sitting up in her bed. She
glanced quickly around the familiar surroundings of her bedroom.
"Was this a dream?" Sandy thought. "Was that horrible place all a
dream?" was her next thought. Sandy flopped back on the
comfortable pillows of her big soft bed and simply lay there
staring up at the ceiling. After a moment's reflection, Sandy
gingerly reached a hand down between her legs and touched
herself. To her astonishment, there was no discomfort or pain
what-so-ever there. (The Center thought of everything.) Sandy was
mystified. "What had happened to her?" the young blond wondered.

Sandy was about to get out of bed when there came a soft knock at
the door. "Yes?" Sandy answered after a moment. She had become
used to people simply walking in on her at any time.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Sandy's step-father said cheerfully
as he poked his head in the door. "I thought you weren't ever
going to wake up."

"Hello," Sandy said cooly. She was not at all fond of her
step-father. Sandy didn't trust him. He was a sleeze in her
opinion. More than once he'd tried to put the moves on her.
"Funny," Sandy thought absent-mindedly. "The thought of her step-
father touching her used to make her skin crawl. But now...."

"I thought I'd bring you breakfast in bed, Sandy," Jim Neilson
said as he stepped into her bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"Breakfast sounds great," Sandy said, trying to be kinder. After
all, she was starved, and he seemed to be making an effort to be
nice.

Neilson walked to the side of his step-daughter's bed and stood
gazing down at the pretty blond teenager. "From now on, Sandy,
you'll get breakfast in bed every day," Neilson said smiling at
Sandy's confused expression. "Nothing like some hot cum to get
your day started, right sweetheart," Jim Neilson said as he
unzipped his trousers and pulled out his swelling cock.

Sandy stared up at him in total disbelief. "What?" she whined as
a cold fear washed over her.

"You heard me, Sandy. You just keep your mouth open just like
that. You know what to do, sweetheart. They taught you well at
The Center."

As Jim slipped his cock into his step-daughter's open mouth, he
gazed down into her round blue eyes. "That's just right, Sandy,
and when we're done with breakfast, you and I'll have a nice hot
bath together. Mmmmm, that's my girl," Jim Neilson sighed as his
pretty blond step-daughter began to suck him.

The Center thought of everything.