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 ï>¿ Sarah Wikin's First Day by Prurient Purveyer   Sarah Wilkins was not a
happy girl.  She was at that stage where desperately unhappy has a fond
memory to it and dark despair doesn't seem too bad at all really.  Sarah
had been bullied at school for the previous two years and in the past six
months it had escalated to the point where daily physical intimidation,
including several actual bashings, had occurred and the poor girl lived in
constant fear.  An additional and perhaps, given her age, equal pressure
was the fact that not a single girl would adopt her as their friend and she
was therefore both bullied and ostracised, a condition which commonly leads
to nervous breakdowns and suicides.

   Why was she bullied?  She had wondered endlessly about that.  She had
tried, as you would expect to behave in ways which wouldn't attract
attention or cause animosity.  She had tried and failed utterly.  Although
she hadn't realised it or perhaps rather had tried to suppress it her
natural attraction was to girls and the messages she sent out
subconsciously were picked up and found to be quite unnerving.  So, really,
the other girls' fear that they might want what they could see Sarah wanted
was the main reason.

   As fate would have it her father Eric , a humble but highly regarded
butcher at Colman's Butcheries, had been expressing his and his wife
Vivian's fears for Sarah to his colleagues at smoko, and as he spoke , in a
trembling voice, the tears had started rolling down his cheeks and he had
had to stop- in fact he could not speak he was so upset- and he had moved
away to the kitchen to wipe his eyes and try to regain his composure.

   His Manager had heard and seen Eric and had been deeply moved but also
felt the futility of being unable to protect or help.  He had told the
company CEO about it and he in turn had discussed it with his wife. The
company had been kept up to date with Sarah's life since the day Vivian
found she was pregnant so this was no stranger to the Staff of Coleman's
Meats; she was considered a part of the family.

   The CEO's wife had discussed Sarah's plight at one of the functions she
attended and finally a solution presented itself.  Another lady, Mrs
Saunders, knew the Principal of an Exclusive Girls School which, she was
sure, would provide the environment in which Sarah would thrive. She had
approached the Principal , who had asked her to proceed with an application
with all haste and had rung one of the Guardian Angels to ask for funding
for this girl Sarah should the application stack up.  Funding was agreed to
immediately and Sarah was required to complete an IQ Test, A Personality
Test and Star in a 5 minute DVD where she spoke about herself.  (it was
very funny)

   Admission was approved, and Sarah was kitted out in her new school
uniform on the Saturday and was driven to the school early Monday.  A
fortunate piece of timing as it turned out as the gang leaders had decided
that Sarah was to be done over that very morning.

   And so, not knowing how lucky she had been, Sarah sat in the car, it was
a limousine; she didn't care about cars, she just knew it was much bigger
than her mum and dad's car.  Her focus was on how she was going to survive
in this new school.  She was sure they wouldn't like her; well how could
they?  They would all be from well to do families and she was the daughter
of a butcher, a tradesman.  She had no answer to the question how she would
cope and so she fretted and chewed her nails as she felt the reassuring
veil of depression settle over her.

   She was delivered to the school, her luggage was taken by the driver (a
lady) to her new quarters and Sarah was told it was time for assembly.  She
followed the others and found herself in a very impressive auditorium
surrounded by very impressive and very confident looking girls. "Oh shit,"
she thought," This is going to be even worse than I thought." She had
thought they might be rich but dumb.  No way, dumb didn't get through the
door- very smart was a minimum requirement.

   Assembly started, was asked to stand, was applauded and the voices
droned on, as they do at assemblies the world over, and she got more
depressed. Finally it was over and she was to go to her form class.  A girl
told her to follow her and clutching her school bag Sarah duly did.

   The class was small, just sixteen girls including her and the seats
arranged in two sets of four on either side of a open space which served as
an aisle.  Sarah was seated second right in the front row (Just great) on
the left side.  She was welcomed and her teacher hoped she would pick up
the work they were doing and expressed her confidence she would.  A
confidence totally unshared by Sarah.

   The subject was English and the topic Chaucer.  Her teacher, Mrs
McKenzie, was a former lecturer at Cambridge University and the lecture was
her famed Stage Three one.  Not surprisingly it was too much for Sarah and
she sank even deeper into her despair.  She stewed over what she could do,
how horrible it would be here, what they would be saying about her at the
old school, would she ever find a girl who would be her friend.

   It was her she decided.It was, everyone hated her and so on and deeper
and deeper she sank into her depression.

   And then something happened- she started to cry.  She didn't want to,
she did everything she could not to; including blinking, biting her lip,
forcing her eyes wide open, blinking again but all to no avail.  What she
had bottled up finally had to come out and she sat there in complete and
utter despair with the tears rolling down her cheeks.  She dared not wipe
her eyes for fear of drawing attention to herself nor could she sniff or ,
blow her nose for the same reason.  But it was worse that that; she really
was crying and she made sobbing sounds which she hoped no one would hear.
She also shook and her face was scrunched up so it was very clear -despite
her best efforts to hide it- that she was distraught.

   Mrs McKenzie was in full flight on Chanticleer and Pertelote when Sarah
saw her give her a come to me signal with her forefinger.  Sarah shrugged
and Mrs McKenzie, still in full flight on the rooster and his hen, smiled
at her and repeated the gesture.  Sarah got up and feeling utterly
humiliated walked to her teacher.  Mrs McKenzie put her arm out for Sarah
to come in for a cuddle and, once Sarah was in place, put her arm round her
and carried on with the lecture.

   The lecture ended shortly after and Mrs Mckenzie now put both arms round
Sarah hugged her tight.  Had Sarah been able to see the other girls she
would have seen that they also had tears in their eyes having been well
aware of her situation- they had voted for her to come to the class (loved
the DVD) - and had spent the time of the Chaucer lecture observing Sarah
and wanting to comfort her ( they didn't understand a word of it either.)

   They hadn't been allowed to comfort her - Mrs McKenzie and the other
teachers had decided on what to do for Sarah and they had decided she had
to cry.  And cry she did.  She felt a hand on her shoulder and lifting her
head from the top of Mrs McKenzie's breast looked around.

   "Sweat heart Phillipa will take you now, OK?" Mrs McKenzie said gently
to her. Sarah nodded and managed a little smile as Phillipa brought her
round to her and hugged her.  She then rocked Sarah off balance and scooped
her up with her right hand: Sarah put her arms round Phillipa's neck.  She
was amazed at how easily this girl could carry her and how nice she was. 
"Gosh," she thought, "they're all so nice." There was an arm chair at the
side of the classroom for visitors: Phillipa took her there and sat with
Sarah on her lap. The other girls sat round on the carpet and Sarah could
see now that they had tears in their eyes too. " For me?" she asked
meekly,wiping her eyes and meaning their tears. They nodded and every one
of them smiled for her.  She was cheering right up now and loved being on
Phillipa's lap. "This is nice," she said to Phillipa ,doing a little
wriggle. "Glad you like it darling," Phillipa replied with a smile and
hugging her tight.  Sarah was ready to stand and when she did so the other
girls came to her and hugged and kissed her and said nice things to her so
that the tears came again but they were happy tears and the terrible times
she had endured faded into the past.

   However there was more to come.  Sarah and the other girls returned to
their seats, the new girl smiling happily at her new found friends, when
Mrs McKenzie announced it was time for Phys Ed.  Sarah's heart sunk.  Of
all the cruel jokes to play, just when she was happy and feeling at home.
That!

   If there was one time at school Sarah loathed it was Physical Education
. She was hopeless; couldn't run (fast) couldn't catch, couldn't hit,
panicked under pressure and so on.  She had managed to become the gear
carrier, the fetchit girl, any role which would remove her from the
humiliation of showing how mediocre her physical prowess was.

   The other girls were smiling.  Why?  Oh, they were good.  Guarantee it
she thought.  And the blackness which hadn't in truth gone very far
returned.  It returned and mocked her.  They know you're a sook now Sarah
and soon they'll know you're an unco-ordinated ninny too.  Mrs McIntyre had
seen her face fall and was amazed at how quickly the depression had
returned She knew her history but having seen her so happy just seconds
before, well,it was puzzling- if she had dared admit it very worrying.  She
didn't because she had a plan to work to and she would.

   'Right girls I think we can get changed now, Andrea will you buddy up
with Sarah here?"

   Andrea was the one Sarah had really felt a connection with and glowed
when Andrea gave her a lovely big smile.  Everyone was out of their seat
with Andrea coming over to Sarah.  As she did however she started
undressing.  So was everyone else- including Mrs McIntyre.  Must have their
Gym frocks or whatever underneath she thought starting to panic.  But no
one stopped, item after item came off until the only one wearing anything
at all was her. Her naked teacher spoke; "Sweetheart we do phys ed in the
nude here, that's one reason why its so popular.  Know what the second
reason is?" Sarah had no idea so she shook her head. "All the things we do
are sex games.  OK, you get exercise but I would be horrified if you didn't
get off too.  Now Andrea would you help Sarah get ready and I'll go and see
if I can get Miss Rutherford to help out with today's session."

   Sarah was soon nude and far from just being one naked girl in a group of
others she was looked at, touched and got lovely comments on her body- she
had nice breasts,really?  and a cute butt.  true?  Oh and great legs, no
way?  Really?  In short her lack of confidence in her body was being swept
aside.  Not only that she was being touched, Andrea had put her hand
straight on her pussy and Melanie was rubbing her palm over Sarah's
nipples. The other girls were doing the same sorts of things to each other
as well.

   She looked out the window as her naked teacher walked across the
quadrangle to Mrs East's class where Miss Rutherford was on secondment. 
She just walked naked into the classroom and Sarah could see her gesture at
Miss Rutherford.  To her surprise both Mrs East and Miss Rutherford started
to undress and continued until both were nude.

   'Are they both going to help?" Sarah asked.

   "No," replied Andrea," the rules are if the teacher offers then she gets
to spend the day nude- with her own class but Miss Rutherford will come and
help Mrs McKenzie and she will be nude."

   "But why does Mrs East want to?"

   "Oh all the teachers love being nude in front of us.  They have all
these rules so they can as a reward- yesterday Mrs McKenzie spent the day
naked in front of us.  It was lovely?"

   "Do you touch her?" Sarah asked, still amazed at what she was seeing and
hearing.

   "Oh goodness yes.I got her of twice yesterday myself.  After Phys Ed we
get to stay nude too.  Hey, your pussy?" "Yes?" "Want me to shave it for
you?" Sarah looked down, then she twigged; all the other girls were shaved
and she was hairy. "Oh ny God!" she exclaimed,"Oh yes please.  Where?"
Andrea led her to the bathroom out the back and there she got out a razor
and shave cream. "We often do touch ups," Andrea told her as she lathered
Sarah's pussy.She shaved expertly and soon every hair had gone- Sarah had
shaved her legs and underarms the night before.

   "Hmm, oil," muttered Andrea, she came up with a bottle which she opened
and poured a liberal quantity on Sarah's front and back.  This was rubbed
in till Sarah positively gleamed, she saw herself in the mirror and thought
she looked pretty damn hot .

   "So do we run after the others now?" she asked, "No!  We go and
introduce you to the other classes." Sarah's eyebrows shot up. "The whole
school's been watching you." "When?  How?" "We have camera's in every room.
They watched you from the time you entered the class room, we-" "When I was
looking like such a pill trying not to cry?  Then?" Andrea's nodded. "Don't
be embarressed honey, we all wanted you to cry, you just had too.  OK?  We
all love you.  OK?  Now I have to introduce you round the school.  So, come
on."

   They held hands and walked to the next door class.  The teacher, Mrs
Hopkins, came to the door and brought them inside holding Sarah's hand. She
stripped as she told Sarah how glad they were to have her there and the
girls got up and hugged and fondled Sarah and Andrea to the point Sarah
thought she was close to an orgasm.  She didn't escape.

   "You're nearly there darling," noted Mrs Hopkins. Sarah nodded
bashfully. "Oh you're a shy wee thing aren't you?  Elizabeth honey, would
you just get me off?  Thanks."

   Elizabeth, a skinny brunette came over and caressed her naked teacher's
pussy.  In next to no time Mrs Hopkins was orgasming in front of her class.
"You see dear, no embarresment, just enjoy having one so we can enjoy
watching.  May I have the honour of getting you there?"

   She was lovely and Sarah nodded happily.  She stood with legs apart as
Mrs Hopkins frigged her and had her first public orgasm to enthusiastic
applause.  She looked up at a large TV screen at the front of the class-
she or rather her bald pussy was on display.  She put her fingers in and
wriggled them around- God she thought I am so slippery- now the camera
moved up to her face and she blew it a kiss.

   "OK honey," said Mrs Hopkins,"Time for you to move on to Mrs Smith's
class.  Feigning extreme reluctance the bubbly Sarah went hand in hand with
melanie to Mrs Smitk's class where, as expected Mrs Smith greeted her with
a full open mouthed kiss and had stripped off within one minute of them
getting through the door.  Again Sarah orgasmed and again she was in love
with an entire class room of girls.

   Blowing them a kiss she and Andrea went to Mrs East's class and finally
Miss Hendiksen's.  Same result both times.

   "OK, now we go to your favourite activity," Andrea told her with a big
grin on her face.  Sarah smiled back at her and gave her hand a squeeze.

   "Wow that was fun," she gasped, then she looked into Andrea's eyes," but
it was more fun doing it with you." Andrea pulled her into her and with the
teachers and pupils of five of the six classes watching Sarah and Andrea
kissed passionately, grinding their bodies together and squeezing each
other tight.

   They looked up as they heard the cheers and waved grinning to their
audience.  Now they went down to the Phys ed class.

   Andrea had fallen in love with Sarah from the moment she saw her DVD. 
The other girls had been taken with her immediately but Andrea, well Andrea
was besotted.  She had freely confessed her adoration for Sarah to her
teacher and classmates, infact anyone who would listen and so it wasn't by
chance that Mrs McKenzie had called Andrea's name to be Sarah's buddy.  She
and the whole school, including the Angels, were wondering and hoping
Andrea's love for Sarah might be reciprocated.

   It was, as we have seen, very much reciprocated and the girls felt a
bond with each other that neither had before.  They laughed and giggled
saying silly things and relishing just being in each other's company.  The
sports field was situated down a path between a glade of trees and was
several hundred yards long by close on a hundred wide.

   Off to the side was a small lake and it was alongside the lake that the
day's exercises would take place.  As they approached the other girls came
forward a hole opening in the middle of them so that when Sarah and Andrea
got to the group they were surrounded.  For Sarah this was a time of
immense pleasure.  She loved being with Andrea and she had loved everything
she had experienced since the moment Mrs McKenzie first wiggled her finger
at her but the experience of being wanted- not just tolerated or accepted
but actually wanted- by the whole group was special for her for she was, as
girls of her age very much tend to be, a herd animal.She enjoyed her
moments in the limelight but more important than anything was the
confidence and security of knowing she belonged.

   The girls were formed into a single line and Miss Ferguson went through
doing odds and evens to divide them into the two teams.  Andrea and Sarah
had been holding hands and so having been next to each other they were
placed on opposite teams.  Mrs McKenzie appointed the team captains:
Phillipa was Captain of the Red Team and Stephanie captain of the Blue
Team; Sarah was in The Red Team.The Captains had agreed on the three games
to be played and drew their teams apart for the team talk.

   It must be said that losing was probably, actually, no, definitely the
way to go but it was a demonstation of character that we do our best,
Phillipa told them, adding that it was an insult to your fellow competitor
not to do your very best to win.  The stirring speech was soaring over
Sarah's head however as she wondered why it was better to lose.  In her
experience at sport, at which she had always lost despite, in her own way,
doing all she could to win the consequences of defeat were never fun- even
more so than when she was getting beaten up in the playground.

   Once she had finished Phillipa came over to Sarah and took her hands in
hers. 'Nervous?" she asked looking into Sarah's eyes and demanding an
answer. Yes she was, very so she replied,"Oh, um a bit I suppose." She
couldn't hold Phillipa's eye and looked away but Phillipa wouldn't let her,
"look at me darling, come on, look at me." Sarah brought her eyes up again
and looked into Phillipa's eyes and at her face.  Phillipa was smiing and
Sarah saw such warmth in her eyes that she just wanted to keep looking into
them. Her face broke into a smile and she nodded, still looking into
Phillipa's eyes and remembering how magical it had felt to be held by her.
Phillipa grinned and pulled her in for a quick hug.

   "OK babe, lets get started huh?" she said very quietly to Sarah
then,loudly, to all her team,"come on guys lets get going."A team cheer was
forthcoming and with the others Sarah went to the first contest.

   Thiw was a wheel barrow race with a slight difference; a dildo was
inserted in the wheelbarrow's pussy and she had to ensure it stayed in
there as she was wheeled to the finish line.If it came out she had to stop
and have it reinserted after she had had four spanks with the paddle- which
for Sarah's Team Miss Ferguson was to administer and she looked very
strong.

   Sarah was still a virgin boywise but she had, at fifteen,had things up
her pussy many times so this was no threat- keeping it in though sounded
like it might be. Phillipa lead off for their team and was soon into an
early lead when, disaster- the dildo slipped out- she could see it going-
and Phillipa was forced to kneel and wait for the four spanks from Miss
Ferguson.  The sounds were like gunshots.  "Oh God," thought Sarah ,"she
hits really hard." After each one Phillipa said a very obedient "thank you
Miss Ferguson" then, after the fourth waited for her wheeler to insert the
dildo and resume the race.  Her competitor had gained a lead but just
before the cone her dildo had fallen out too and like Phillipa she had
knelt waiting to be paddled and also like Phillipa she had obediently said
her thank you's for the paddling. At the end though it was Blue Team
slightly ahead.  The next girl,Rosemary had tried to keep her legs pressed
together but was forced to widen them due to the howls of indignation from
her other team members who had moved so the wheeler wasn't blocking the
view and wanted a view worth seeing. Rosemary's pussy was, Sarah decided,
definitely a view worth seeing.  But try as she might she couldn't stop the
dildo falling out and she too took her paddling.  She had turned to pick up
the dildo and Sarah could see her face.  Far from being unhappy at the
punishment she had just had she looked as if she was about to have an
orgasm and the long hidden notion arose within Sarah that ,sometimes, pain
might be pleasurable.

   Sarah's turn was next and she knelt waiting.  Her pussy was dripping and
the dildo was thrust deep into it.  She tried to fasten her vagina walls to
cling to the shaft and thought she might have nailed it until the
wheelbarrow started and she felt each hand movement jarring and put all her
concentration into her biceps and shoulders which ached so that her pussy
relaxed and out it slid. "Oh fuck!" she thought and copied what she had
seen the other girls do.  Sure enough Miss Fergusson came along side her
and gave the first swot. 'Ahh," she squealed ,the thought that pain might
be pleasurable instantly forgotten, that hurt. 'Thank you Miss Fergusson,"
she said in a very subdued little voice. "Oh dear," Mrs Ferguson thought at
hearing that.  She bent down and whispered in Sarah's ear "the spanking is
the fun part honey.  Focus on your butt and feel the spank connect to your
clit- you can stroke your clit while I'm spanking you, Ok?" Sarah turned
her head to look at her, she nodded as bravely as she could and waited,
stroking her clit as she did so.  The second, third and fourth smacks were
harder and she loved them- her pussy was gushing and her wheeler had to
wait until she had finished squirting before she reinserted the dildo and
they started off again.  Sadly Sarah wasn't very good at this and stopped
twice more with four more spanks each time.

   She watched from just past the turn as her rival, who also had a
spanking-but only one- crossed the finish line.  Sarah had her head down
though going for all she was worth to get there for her team but for
Phillipa,whom she adored, especially.  She felt gutted; she had so wanted
to do well and she had let them all down so she guessed they mightn't be so
friendly now and couldn't blame them really.  Well, she'd do her best and
just have to hope they wouldn't turn on her too much- maybe she could carry
the gear next time, like she used to.Oh and maybe she could read her book
over by the side till everyone had finished.

   Then she heard her name; the girls were calling her name, "Come on
Sarah" "Keep going Sarah, you're doing great' "Come on Sarah ,not far now"
and so on.  And cheering and all for her.  She looked up and the girls on
both teams were waving and cheering her on.  She tingled and forced her
aching shoulders to go faster till she finally crossed the line; then she
collapsed.  The other girls pulled her up- yes by her aching shoulders- and
pressed against her, just for a few seconds but she knew despite her
absolute certainty while she was doing the wheelbarrow that they wouldn't
think much of her that they admired her for what she had done.

   What she had done was make it a stone cold certainty that her team would
lose but they loved her for the way she had pushed her unfit- but still
very cute- body past it's limits to do her best for them.

   They did lose and it was time to line up for their punishment. 
Stephanie just said one word, 'Doggy."

   Obediently Phillipa and the other girls, including Sarah knelt with
their weight supported by their arms and waited.  Sarah felt a finger
checking her pussy- it slid straight in,as you might have expected.  Next
she felt the girl's hands under her tummy pulling her up a little followed
by more fingering in her pussy and toying with her clit.

   In a voice much louder than she wanted Sarah demanded " Oh for fuck's
sake stick it in me!"

   She said it at a time of absolute silence and the other girls roared,
The shaft which was now in her pussy shook as Cindy laughed. 'Sorry
darling, its in now OK?"

   Sarah nodded.Oh God was it ever in!  It filled her up and went all the
way deep into her pussy.  Cindy had grabbed round her thighs to push in and
now she changed grip to leaning right over and grabbing Sarah's titties.
She pulled really hard on them and Sarah who had never had her tits worked
like that loved it.She arched her back and pushed back against the shaft
wanting it in deeper still. 'Cum bitch, cum you dirty little slut,"Cindy
hissed in her ear then went back and used one hand to smack Sarah's still
very pink ass.it was too much and Sarah's pussy erupted again.  Cindy
pushed her gently to the ground flipped her onto her back and got down
between her legs.  Sarah lay limp with her legs wide apart as Cindy's
tongue explored her.

   'Well?" Sarah heard a voice, she thought it might have been Stephanie,
demand.  The tongue left her pussy briefly as Cindy gave her report, "Oh so
nice!" Then her tongue resumed licking out Sarah's very wet pussy.

   'Time!" called Mrs McKenzie and they all returned to their teams.  Sarah
felt a bit awkward- not at the fucking but at having had all the fun while
Cindy and the other girls hadn't had a turn really.

   The next game was running race- just one slight challenge and that or
they rather would probably be the nipple and pussy clamps and the weights
hanging from the chains attached to them.  Sarah had never has a clamp near
her pussy or her nipples,although she had pinched her nipples a few times.
This time it was all sixteen girls running to the finish line- which was
about sixty yards away.  Addrea put the clamps on Sarah's nipples, attached
the chains and hung the weights from them.  It was not sexy at all thought
Sarah, Oh My God.  Oh Fuck.  She wanted so much not to offend anyone but
her biceps tensed as she pressed her hands together and the veins stood out
on her neck and ther were various other giveaways- especially the look on
her face- that she was not happy.  Andrea was immediately aware of the
tenseness and looked up at Sarah's face.

   'Oh my God!" she thought and wanted to take the clips off
straightaway.She and Sarah were being watched of course so when they could
see what was happening Mrs McKenzie went over ,smiled down at Andrea and
taking Sarah's hands in hers placed them on Sarah's head.  She then very
gently traced a path down from her head over her armpits down her sides and
across to her pussy.  Sarah was trembling and now the clamps felt oh so
good.  Mrs Mckenzie took Sarah's head in her hands with the fingers of her
left hand under the throat, the right over the top of her head and tilted
Sarah's head for a kiss.  Sarah moved her hands to the back of her head
loving being under the control of this lady she so utterly worshipped.

   Mrs McKenzie looked into her eyes as she came forward her moist lips
parted then closed her eyes as their lips met.  She had the most wonderful
perfume Sarah thought as she felt her Teacher's tongue probing her mouth.
She thrilled at the tongue in her mouth and rolled hers round with it and
accepted the invitation to push her's into the other's mouth.

   She was, infact, a great kisser; a long tongue which could hook right
back and a natural inclination to slow sensual kissing made her a pure joy
to kiss.  Which is probably why that particular kiss took so long.  The
girls applauded when they finally broke.  Mrs McKenzie smiled while Sarah
blushed then had a little smile on her face.  She looked down and there was
a clip on her pussy too, she hadn't felt it while she had been kissing Mrs
McKenzie but she felt it now.  Oh my she though,it feels fantastic.

   And so, finally, like eventually, the race started.  Sarah found as she
tried to run that the weights snapped down as her feet landed giving a real
hard tug on her nipples and her pussy.  She ran alongside Andrea and they
held hands as they ran.  They didn't, in truth, run very fast and were able
to exchange a few words.

   "I love you," Sarah said looking over at her and giving Andrea's hand a
squeeze. 'Love you doll," came the reply with a squeeze from Andrea.  The
finish line was in sight soon and they let go to have a real race for the
finish.  Andrea won- but only just and was puffing after.  Sarah was amazed
at how fast her great legs, she loved that "great legs," ahhhh had carried
her. She had suppressed the feel of the weights and just gone for it
running as hard as she could; going past some very surprized girls in the
process.

   She came seventh and Andrea, who was really fit, had come fourth.  They
hugged after the race and then hugged the other girls too.  While they
waited for the official placings they stood back to back kissing Stephanie
and Abigail.  The result was in and it was another win to the Blue Team.
The two teams lined up opposite each other in the order they finished
within their team.  A contrived way, Sarah thought with some cynicism to
mix us up.  Then she smiled; she was enjoying trying out different girls as
much as they enjoyed trying out her.

   This time she was handed a vibrator and lube.  Alyse's pussy was soaked
so what was the lube?  Oh yeah,"silly me," though Sarah.

   Alyse was very pretty blonde girl.  She had stumbled just short of the
finish line- yes, possibly on purpose- and had been elated at the prospect
of Sarah's tongue in her pussy.She had seen how quickly Sarah caught on but
had been there long enough to know this first session for the new girl was
always about her.  That meant if there wasn't a lot of skill there then
that was Alyse's tough luck.  So Alyse stood with legs apart smiling a
little nervously while she waited for Sarah to, well, do something.

   Sarah had never had to please a girl before and the prospect, although
exciting, was quite daunting.  The dreaded "what ifs" hovered in her mind.

   "What would you like me to do ,um, first?" she asked after a few
pregnant seconds.  "I'd love to have you kiss me," Alyse said, suddenly
feeling quite shy, " I've been looking forward to that."

   It was such a lovely thing to say and Sarah felt a sudden rush of
affection for her.  She put the things on the grass and moved in for a kiss
with Alyse.  After it Alyse was limp; she could barely stand and, seeing
that, Sarah lowered her gently to the ground to lie on her back.  She got
the lube, squirted some on the tip of the dildo and rubbed it down the
sides then pushed the nozzle inside Alyse's butthole and squirted a
generous amount in there.Alyse had her legs drawn up and everything she had
was presented for Sarah to see and play with as she wanted.

   Sarah was aware her role was to give pleasure- sexual pleasure that is;
her pleasure would come from seeing the pleasure Alyse gained from what she
did for her.  And so, filled with such noble desires, she pushed the
vibrator gently at Alse's butthole, which defiantly resisted her every
effort to insert the toy.  Surprised at first she pushed harder, anxious
not to hurt this beautiful creature, and the tip slid in.  She had pushed
so hard that the whole shaft went in causing Alyse to gasp in pain.  Sarah
pulled it out immediately hating herself for what she had done.

   Alyse's thighs clamped together and she curled into a ball with a
grimace on her pretty face.  She was in agony.  She knew that Sarah hadn't
meant to hurt her and put her arm out for this darling girl to come in for
a hug so she could show she didn't hold it against her and she did love
her.

   Mrs Ferguson made her way quickly to the girls and put the ice pack she
had been holding for just such an event on Alyse's butthole. "Oh goodness!"
thought Alyse,"that feels so much better." It wasn't long before the pain
was gone and Mrs Ferguson guided Sarah in reinserting the vibe easing it in
and then, once in and with ALyse's butthole widened, encouraged Sarah to
push it in and out and wiggle it round in there.

   Sarah knew what to do with Alyse's pussy and lowered her face sniffing
in the scent of Alyse's arousal then licking long and slow deep in her
pussy.  Alyse lay with her head on the ground, eyes closed and mouth open
enjoying the moment.  She came and was coming down when Sarah sent her off
again and a third time when- and she hardly ever did this-she gushed. 
Sarah was thrilled, she had been so anxious about pleasuring Alyse and
obviously she had but the pleasure she felt wasn't in her sense of
achievement but in seeing the joy Alyse was feeling.



   The other girls had finished a minute or so earlier and had gathered
round to watch.  Alyse opened her eyes and looked up at her friends
gathered round all with smiles on their faces looking down at her pussy, or
rather at Sarah licking her out and then the massive gush as Alyse had the
biggest orgasm-and she had had plenty- she had ever had.

   The other girls broke into enthusiastic applause and Sarah looked up, a
little embarressed at being singled out but happy to know what she was
doing must be near enough to good enough.  Alyse stood up and kissed Sarah
on the cheek. 'Thank you," she breathed into Sarah's ear then moved away to
be in her team.

   Once again the two teams lined up.  This time the game was hogtie.Steph
and Cindy gave a demonstration.  The game was about speed and tactics;
there was no place for brute force because as soon as a girl had her cord
round the other girl's wrist the girl had to stand still and let her hand
be puled behind her back, then the other one to join it, lie on her tummy
and allow her legs to be pulled up so the winner could complete the hogtie.
The demonstation ended with Stephanie , who was bigger and stronger than
Cindy lying on her tummy, her feet and hands hogtied behind her back and a
happy smile on her face.

   As you have no doubt worked out there was just one problem with this
game and that was that nearly all the girls wanted to lose.

   Mrs Mckenzie had an answer to that as you may have expected from someone
so clever an' all: herself.  The girls on the winning side who craved being
hogtied would be done by her.  The girls were paired off and Sarah was
paired of with Ming a skinny pretty chinese girl.  The were given their
rope and found a spot to play in.  Sarah had an idea of what was required
but she was up against the class champ.  She circled trying to work out how
to get her rope round Ming's wrist, on and on she went hoping for an
opening when Ming changed direction and darted in to loop her cord round
Sarah's left wrist.  Sarah pulled instinctively then remembered the rules;
she stood still expecting her hand to be pulled behind her but it
wasn't.Ming pulled her wrist up and bent her arm over and secured it and
the other behind Sarah's neck then she stopped.  Ming was the one everyone
wanted to lose to, after a great show of resistance- sometimes lasting
seconds- because of her skill in hogtying them.She put her mouth close to
Sarah's ear "honey I can just tie you up or I can tie you so you'll go
unconscious, what do you want?"

   "Well, erhem," thought Sarah, "that's a toughie," and after mulling the
options for a full tenth of a second she let her chin sink to her chest and
looked up with a shy little look on her face. "I've never tried going
unconscious..." 'Would you like to?" A smile flashed over Sarah's face and
she nodded.  She was scared and excited at the same time.  She sank to her
butt and allowed Ming to push her legs up so her thighs were pressing on
her tummy then had Ming push her butt up- she was on her back now- and
manouver her legs so her calves were resting against her shoulders and from
there Ming looped the cord round her right ankle ,then round her left back
and round the right and finally pulled, securing Sarah's legs behind her
head.

   Sarah couldn't believe what had happened; she had never thought of
herself as being terribly flexible but now, well, here she was but what
about the? Ming was still working but before she looped the rope around
Sarah's neck she asked," sure?"

   "Uh huh." "Don't try to breathe just let yourself go with it."

   With that Ming looped the rope round Sarah's neck twice and pulled
tight. Her aim was to cut of the blood supply rather than suffocate her and
she had done two loops that crossed over at the arteries in Sarah's neck so
the inner one coud be pressed into the side of her neck and into the nerve
and arteries.  Sarah felt her breath constricted and tensed then forced
herself to relax and waited to feel herself drifting off.  She felt foggy
for a few seconds and then she felt herself going and was fast asleep.

   Ming untied her after a few more seconds as both Miss Ferguson and Mrs
MeKenzie came over.  Concerned at first they saw Sarah was lying utterly
relaxed and clearly in no danger.  She woke just over a minute later and a
smile broke out as she remembered where she was.

   Andrea, who had watched her for every second was right beside her on the
ground.

   'How do you feel?  Are you sore?  I wouldn't have let Ming harm you, you
know," and her own desperate unhappiness at her darling taking any sort of
risk shone through in her barrage of questions.  There was concern born of
love in her voice and Sarah felt it immediately.

   "Would you rather I hadn't?" Sarah asked her, thrilled that someone
cared so much about her.  Andrea shrugged then nodded, "I mean its pretty
safe, you know usually but its not completely, you know..." Ming , who had
been kneeling beside Sarah corrected her. "What I did was very light and
the rope was just tight enough to lessen the blood flow, it did no damage
to your throat sweetie but I should have thought there are more people to
consider sometimes.  Sorry Andrea honey." Andrea went over for a hug, she
hadn't held it against Ming she had just been terrified and it all got a
bit overwhelming for her so she hugged Ming then went back to holding Sarah
who was, infact, fine.

   They had reached the end of the phys ed and given the games they played
it wasn't unusual for girls to get emotional, sometimes very, so this was
taken in their stride by the other girls with Steph and Phillipa coming
over.  Ming had been affected by Andrea and now she was crying too so Sarah
walked in the middle, one hand holding Ming's; the other holding Andrea's
while Steph had her arm round Andrea's shoulders and Phillipa did likewise
with Andrea.

   They were just there marveled Sarah, when ever there was anything happen
they were there.  For a girl for whom there had never been anyone anywhere
it was a truly lovely feeling.

   It was usual for the teams to end with a real BDSM style Mistress Slave
session but the Head Mistress, who had come down to watch and was dressed
accordingly had decided that was going to be too much as the girls had just
about worn themselves out and Sarah certainly had.  They sat down to a very
nice lunch, the holes in the seats unused for the dildos the mistresses
normally stuck in their Slaves pussies and the slaves, this time, not hand
fed by the Mistresses.  Instead once lunch was over they lay on a padded
area in the shade, found someone to cuddle up with and fell asleep.

   Sarah sought out Andrea who was wondering if she had overdone it and if
she hadn't imagined that Sarah felt as much for her as she did for Sarah.
'There you are," Sarah said in the bossiest voice she could put on,"I've
been looking for you young lady."

   'Why?"

   'Cause I love you Silly Billy!  Now come and lie down here with me next
to Cindy and Ming and I bet I'm asleep first!" And she was too, Andrea
watched her go off to sleep, leaned over and kissed her then fell asleep
alongside.