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The Boarding School
by Anonymous (address withheld)
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In a Depression era school/boarding house for orphaned
girls Lizzy and her friends suffer abuse from the
School Master and staff. But Lizzy discovers real
companionship with the watchdog Buck. Written in 2
parts, both posted here. (Ff-teen, underage, reluc,
voy, ws, beast)
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Part I - The School
Missouri in the 1920's was depressing. Jobs were
scarce and people, particularly the lower class
masses, were desperate. That is how Lizzy came to live
at the Joplin School for Girls. It was called a
school, but it was really an orphanage. The girls
there were wards of the schoolmaster, his three
schoolmarms and the state of Missouri. Meaning no one
cared about what went on there.
When Lizzy was eight her mother, Lizzy's father having
died four years earlier from a fever, found another
man, a traveling gambler, who offered to take her away
from Joplin. But he pointedly said he had no use for a
snot-nosed kid. Telling Lizzy it was for her own good
she left Lizzy at the School and left with her man.
That was years ago and Lizzy no longer cared if she
ever saw her mother again.
There were eighteen girls at the school, ranging in
age from seven to seventeen. When a girl turned
eighteen the schoolmaster, Master Ahern, would give
them twenty dollars and a ride into town. She was then
on her own. The school accepted no girls younger than
seven. They said they were not equipped for babies or
toddlers. In reality they were no school at all. They
taught no reading or writing or numbers. They kept the
girls for the state, and received payment from the
state for boarding them and that was all.
Life for the girls was one of bizarre abuses. The
girls were only allowed to wear a short dress, with a
hem just above the knee, an apron for their chores,
knee high socks and their shoes. Even after they
started to develop they were not allowed to wear
underwear or bras. These things were for ladies, they
were told, and these girls would never be ladies. They
were unwanted urchins, and that is all.
They were allowed to bathe twice a week, but unless it
was winter they were not allowed to do so in the
house. The school had two bathrooms with plumbing and
hot water, one for the Mr. Ahern and one for the three
schoolmarms and only when it was at its coldest could
the girls use the schoolmarms tub and toilet. The rest
of the year they were forced to bath in a washtub
filled from pump in the front yard and they were
expected to pull up their skirts and squat in the back
yard like the animals when they had to pee or take
care of their other business.
The girls were the farm hands, the maids and the
servants of the four adults that ran the school.
Though the government provided enough money they could
have just bought all their supplies, the school kept
cows for milking and chickens so they could pocket
more of the money. The girls prepared the meals and
served the adults before themselves. They kept all the
rooms of the house perfectly clean at all times.
Punishment for not doing a chore to the adult's
satisfaction was always a spanking or a paddling and
all of the girls usually had bruised backsides because
Mr. Ahern always found cause to find a job
unsatisfactory.
Their bodies also often provided the entertainment.
About once a month Mr. Ahern hosted a dinner party for
a half dozen of the higher class, well-to-do couples
in town. The older girls, that is, all the girls that
had had their first monthly flow, would be the
servants at these dinners. The adults would talk about
business, or the news, scandals and rumors and such,
and all the while they would have their hands on the
girls.
At Lizzy's first dinner as a servant, one lady pulled
her to her during the meal, pulled her dress down off
her shoulders, exposing her small breasts, then pulled
up the front of her skirt and tucked it into her apron
exposing her girl parts. Then, looking her in the eye,
she grabbed Lizzy's nipples between her thumb and fore
finger with a brutal pinch and twist. Lizzy had cried
out, dropping to her knees and l dribbling a small
amount of urine on the wooden floor as her eyes welled
up with tears.
The lady had giggled when she saw the small puddle and
released one of Lizzy's nipples from her grip, grabbed
a handful of her hair, jerked Lizzy's face up to look
at her and told her to finish. Lizzy shook her head
no, which made the lady smile evilly and she released
Lizzy's other nipple, raised her hand and brought it
down with a brutal slap on Lizzy's breast.
Lizzy squealed and released her bladder, peeing a
large puddle on the floor that spread enough to wet
the knees of her socks. The lady pulled her up to her
feet by her hair and looked at the small drops of pee
still dripping from Lizzy's nether lips. The lady
reached out a finger and ran it up Lizzy's small lips,
gathering the small drops and then sucked her fingers
dry. She pulled Lizzy on to her lap, then looked at
one of the other girls and told her to 'clean that up'
and the girl grabbed a towel and dropped to her knees
to soak up Lizzy's puddle.
Most of the dinner parties followed similar themes.
The girls would have to stand there and try not to cry
as the adult men and women pinched, spanked, slapped
or paddled their breasts, pussies and backsides.
Afterwards, in their rooms, the girls would hold each
other, the older girls stroking the younger girls'
hair and trying to help them find a way to sit or lay
that did not pain their sore spots.
The dinner parties were not the only abuses. Life at
the school carried a daily risk of unwanted attention.
Two of the schoolmarms, Sarah and Teresa, were in
their thirties and they were lovers. They would
regularly pick one or more of the girls to come to
their room at night. They'd make the girls undress
them, and bathe them, and then take turns making the
girls do things to each other.
The girls would be forced to kneel by the bed and
service the ladies with their mouths as the ladies lay
there side by side and kissed or talked to each other
about how well each of the girls could 'eat pussy.'
Sometimes the girls were made to perform these acts on
each other while the two schoolmarms masturbated each
other and watched them.
Lizzy hated when she had to use her mouth on their
hairy, old, girl parts, but found that when she was
forced to perform on one of the other girls it was
pleasant enough, and receiving such oral attention
created nice feelings as well, as long as it wasn't
one of the older women who did so without being at all
gentle, even biting at her small lips and nibbling on
the little button at the top which was so sensitive.
The other schoolmarm, Mary, (the girls called her
'Bloody Mary') was older, probably in her sixties. She
seemed to take no direct sexual interest in the girls,
but was none-the-less perverse in her fancies. Each
time one of the girls came into her maturity and had
her first flow, Mary would wait until a couple weeks
afterward and then summon the girl to her room.
Mary had the largest room, next to the schoolmaster,
and in addition to her own bed she had a doctor's
wooden examination table. She would have the new
'young woman' disrobe and climb on the table.
Extending cast iron attachments from the sides she
would have the girl spread her legs open and rest her
feet in the 'stirrups'. Mary would slowly undress
herself while looking at the girl, sometimes gently
stroking her own sex as she stood there.
Then she would pull out a long, polished bone knitting
needle. She'd seat herself between the girl's legs and
then using a finger she would test the girl's vagina
for wetness. If she found it already wet she would
chastise the girl for what a slut she was. If it
wasn't she would moisten a finger with her mouth and
insert it in the girl's pussy, stroking gently until
the girl became aroused despite herself, and then
chastise her for being a little slut. Then she would
take the knitting needle and slide it up inside the
girl, seeking her maidenhead and rupturing it.
She would pull out the needle, which now had the
girl's blood on it and show it to the girl, saying
"now no boy will ever believe you are a virgin." She
would laugh at the poor girl and then turn and add the
needle to her collection on a nearby table.
There were dozens of blood-stained knitting needles
there, a testimony to how many girls had undergone
Bloody Mary's little procedure. Mary would return to
her seat between the girl's legs, spread her own knees
and begin to masturbate. The girl was not to move or
make a sound. Mary would sit there, looking at the
girl's sex and small amount of virgin blood that
stained her lips and masturbate herself to orgasm. So
it had been for Lizzy, just one of many.
Surprisingly, Mr. Ahern's perversions were among the
easiest to satisfy. During the day he would spend a
large amount of time near his office window, which
looked out on the backyard, or sitting on the back
porch. He seemed to enjoy watching the girls pull up
their skirts and relieve themselves on the ground.
Sometimes when he was out and saw a girl start to
squat he would call her over to pee right in front of
the porch or he would pull his chair to the edge of
the porch and have the girl sit on his lap.
He would grab her legs behind her knees and spread her
legs, her little pussy pointing out into the yard, and
have her pee, often laughing and complimenting the
girl on her distance. Sometimes as the girl finished
and the stream lost its power some of her pee would
dribble on his pants. He would stand and pull off his
pants and hand him to the girl to take to the laundry
and head back to his room. It was the only time they
ever saw Mr. Ahern smile and one of the few times he
spoke to them other than to scold them.
About every other night, however, Mr. Ahern would have
one of the schoolmarms collect one of the girls from
their bedroom and bring her to his office. The lady
would open the door, push the girl in and pull the
door shut behind her. Lizzy no longer remembered the
first time she had been summoned to his office, she
had repeated the little performance so many times, and
now she even looked forward to it. Often when the
schoolmarm came to their room and asked for one of the
younger girls Lizzy would volunteer to go in her
place. Sometimes she was allowed to go instead, but
sometimes the schoolmarm insisted on the one
particular girl and there was nothing Lizzy could do.
Mr. Ahern always wanted the same thing. He would place
two chairs facing each other and he'd sit in one and
have the girl sit in the other. He would instruct her
to spread her legs, hooking one over each arm of the
chair, exposing her sex to him. Then he would tell her
to play with herself, spreading her lips for him,
sliding one of her fingers inside herself, or rubbing
her clitoris. Lizzy didn't know what it was called, of
course, but she knew it felt good.
She had started long ago putting on a good show for
him. She would wet her fingers with her mouth and let
her fingers explore her sex, ashamed that she found it
more exciting when he watched. Sometimes he would lean
forward, and stick one of his fingers in her mouth for
her to moisten and then he would insert it inside her.
Lizzy would move her hips and slide her pussy up and
down on his finger and moan. Then he would sit back in
his chair, pull out his little old man prick and give
it a few tugs, quickly spilling his seed on the floor.
Then he would say, "clean that up you little whore."
He'd watch as she dropped to the floor and used her
apron to clean up his cum and then he would tell her
to get out.
Lizzy had been exploring herself for a while. Since
all the adults seemed to put so much attention on
their girl parts, why shouldn't she? So often, in her
bed at night, or in the washtub during her bath, she
would touch those parts again.
While it never happened with the adults, sometimes
when she was alone she would get a small shiver that
ran through her whole body, but it never seemed to be
the same type of thing that Sarah or Teresa
experienced, or even Bloody Mary, the onetime Lizzy
had watched her play with herself after taking Lizzy's
virginity with her knitting needle. Lizzy didn't know
what was wrong, but it still felt good and she found
herself touching her girl parts often, just to feel
that pleasant sensation.
Part II - Buck
There was one resident of the school that loved the
girls unconditionally and that was Buck. Buck was a
yellow Labrador whose job was to protect the house
from predators that would come seeking the chickens
and to alert the presence of strangers. The adults of
the house paid little attention to Buck, leaving it to
the girls to feed him, and he loved their attention.
He was aggressively protective of the girls, which is
why he wasn't allowed in the house, because he was
quick to interfere when the adults tried to abuse the
girls, which was common. So Buck would wait outside
until the next day to check on his charges.
On this particular day it was Lizzy's turn to milk the
cows in the barn and another girl, Susan, had the task
of collecting eggs. The girls headed towards the barn,
Lizzy with a milk pail and Susan with a basket. Lizzy
entered the barn, followed by Buck, because Lizzy
always shared some of the milk with him even though
she had been caught doing so twice and the paddling
had been severe. Susan headed around the barn to the
hen house.
There were three milk cows in the barn and Lizzy
brought them each in turn over beside a small,
rectangular hay bale she used to sit on, and putting
the pail between her legs she milked the cow and then
would lead the next one over and repeat the process.
Buck laid beside the hay bale, wagging his tail and
watching her, and Lizzy would periodically squirt some
of the milk into her hand and let Buck slurp it up.
After she finished with the last cow the animal
wandered a few feet away and Lizzy lifted the pail,
judging it to be a good morning's work. Setting the
pail to the side she laid back on the hay bale,
letting her arms rest from the milking and looking at
the shadows that played along the roof of the barn.
She drifted off into a brief reverie, thinking of
nothing at all and relaxing.
Suddenly, she felt a cold, wet nose gently touch her
bare pussy! She looked down, where her feet were still
planted on the floor, knees spread as they were when
she was performing her chore, and saw Buck's back and
wagging tale protruding from under her skirt! He had
scented her and was now checking her out. It had been
a couple days since she had her last bath and she was
sweaty and wet down there.
Buck intently and insistently snuffed and sniffed her
sex. Then she felt his tongue begin to lap at her. She
started to push him away but then, looking around and
seeing she was alone, she decided to let him continue.
After a few gentle, exploratory licks he began to
really go at her, bathing her! He licked and lapped
away the salty sweat and then just continued,
obviously enjoying the taste of her.
Lizzy pulled her skirt up so she could watch him, and
lifted her feet off the ground slightly, spreading a
little wider and Buck clearly picked up on her
approval of his efforts. His tongue was long and
muscular, there was a power to it as it ran the length
of her over and over, from her little asshole, dipping
deep inside her vagina, and then up past her clit, its
rough wetness causing no shortage of fantastic
sensation each time it passed over that little button!
His attention was urgent, and forceful, and she found
herself reaching around the backs of her thighs,
raising her sex a little more and opening herself a
little more so his wonderful tongue would reach even
deeper inside her pussy. Neither her fingers or those
of Mr. Ahern felt as wonderful and Buck's tongue when
it was deep inside her, stroking the inner walls of
her pussy. Lizzy found herself in the middle of one of
those small, shuddering contractions! But, as was the
case when she played with herself, as pleasurable as
it was it only left her more aroused.
She Looked down again and saw Buck's back end hunching
slightly. She had seen animals 'do it'before of course
and knew he was not just licking her for the salty
taste but was feeling his arousal as well. Glancing
again around the barn and gauging she had a little
while before anyone came looking she suddenly made a
decision that both terrified her and caused another
small shudder through her body as she thought it.
Pushing him gently back she got down from the hay
bale, turned over on all fours and raised her hips up
in the air, thrusting her aroused opening up like a
bitch in heat. She felt Buck's tongue again, this time
in reverse, running up from her now engorged button,
between her swollen and aroused pussy lips to her
little asshole. After a few licks she suddenly felt
his weight upon her as he tried to mount her!
His front paws wrapped around her hips in a fierce
embrace and she felt the tip of his penis poking her
in frustrated fashion as it probed for her hole. It
poked her thighs, her labia, her button as it probed
too low, and even her ass as it probed too high. The
whole while she felt small jets of hot liquid striking
her as he searched for her virgin pussy.
Buck humped urgently, searching, and finally,
suddenly, felt the tip of his cock surrounded on all
sides by the warm, moist folds of her vagina. The
speed of his thrusts tripled as he found his mark and
in less than a second those next three thrusts pushed
three inches, then five inches, then seven inches deep
inside his girl! Buck thrust into her, finally being
able to breed one of the females that he dearly loved,
and that loved him in return.
Lizzy collapsed, moaning out loud as she was filled
and stretched as she had never been before, and she
put her face to the floor but kept her ass high in the
air for him. His front legs were wrapped around her
waist and then down the front of her thighs, holding
her in position as he thrust into her.
Lizzy rose back up on her hands and looked beneath
her, wishing she could see his cock penetrating her
little slut opening. That's right, she thought, they
said I am a slut and here I am letting a dog fuck me!
I am not a slut, I am a bitch! Right now she was
Buck's bitch and it felt wonderful!
Of course, as much as she wanted to, she couldn't see
where his large dog cock was actually entering her
pussy. But as she looked beneath her should see Buck's
testicles swinging wildly as they hung between her
white thighs. And she could see a steady dribble of
clear fluid that was being squeezed out of her pussy,
around Buck's wonderful cock with each thrust, and
dripping to the barn floor from her clit. He was
lubricating her more and more, though she didn't know
that was what was happening, to prepare her for his
knot.
She felt completely full, and what she thought was the
base of his penis banging against her hole but
suddenly that too slipped inside her well-fucked
little cunt. Stretching her even more as it entered,
and then continuing to grow once it was inside her,
the pain was overwhelmed by the pleasure and suddenly
she felt another of those shudders coming on. But this
was no small release. This time waves of pleasure
wracked her body.
As her orgasm hit her, her vagina convulsed and
contracted again and again on his cock and his knot
and with each convulsion pleasure shot through her
insides! Her vision blurred and she moaned and moaned,
focused on nothing but the huge penis inside her.
Buck's penis. It was hot, much warmer than her fingers
and she could feel it jerking and spasming as it
pumped her belly full of his cum.
Her orgasm lasted forever. At some point she realized
that Buck had quit thrusting, satisfied that he had
tied with her well and letting his cum fill her up.
Each spurt of his cock sprayed her insides and sent
another electric jolt through her cunt as her orgasm
continued.
Finally opening her eyes, Lizzy first looked back over
her shoulder at Buck's face as it rested on her back.
Then she heard a small sound and snapped her head
around. There stood Susan, holding her basket of eggs
and looking on, fascinated and smiling. Lizzy was
suddenly very embarrassed and as she looked at her
friend sheepishly Buck suddenly swung a rear leg up
and over Lizzy's hind end, turning around so they were
standing there ass to ass, his tail rising up between
their love connection and wagging.
Susan laughed, and Lizzy did too, but as she did it
made her vaginal muscle contract again and another
small jolt shot through her and she moaned again,
reaching beneath her to feel with her fingers what she
could not see, Buck's cock stuck into her cunt, and
then she let her fingers touch her clit, wet with his
pre-cum, and she began to rub it fiercely, bringing on
another body-wracking orgasm.
As her friend began to masturbate again Susan walked
up, stroked the panting Buck, then moved his tail so
she could see this beautiful connection. Her own pussy
was wet, and a small trickle of her moisture ran down
the inside of her thigh. She absently collected it on
her finger and stuck it in her mouth as she stared at
Lizzy's swollen pussy lips wrapped around Buck as his
cock disappeared inside her friend.
Suddenly, Buck started to walk. Still far too engorged
to pop free of Lizzy's cunt, his knot tugged at her
and she was forced to scamper backwards with him! A
few feet away there were two hay bales stacked on top
one another and Buck made his way there, pulling his
trapped young girl behind him. Susan was giggling at
Lizzy's predicament, but stopped a moment later as
Mary threw open the barn door and stepped inside just
as Buck finished pulling Lizzy behind the hay. Buck
had heard her coming
and acted to protect his girl yet again!
"What the hell is taking you two little sluts so long?
Where is our milk and eggs?" She yelled. Then, seeing
only Susan, she added, "Well, where is Lizzy?"
Lizzy was a few feet away, behind the hay bale, with a
Buck's cock still stuck in her swollen cunt! And she
had never been more scared. What if Mary found her
like this?
"I think she went to pee, Ma'am." Susan covered. "She
asked me to bring the milk."
Grabbing the milk pail she headed towards Mary and out
of Lizzy's view. Mary continued yelling,
"I think she is shirking her chores and you are
helping her you little slut! Put those down and come
here!"
Lizzy listened as Mary administered a brutal, bare-
handed spanking to Susan that left the girl in tears,
then heard them both leave the barn. Lizzy knew she
owed her friend a huge debt for covering for her. At
this point it had only been a few minutes since Buck
finished fucking her and they tied.
She was amazed that it took another twenty minutes
before she felt that doggie knot recede enough to pull
out of her. When he did, a fountain of warm, wet cum
gushed from her pussy to the barn floor. How could he
cum so much? Buck quickly turned around and licked her
clean, and she spent several minutes enjoying that
process.
She knew she had found something wonderful, and knew
she would be letting Buck breed her again, but now she
realized she needed a fair amount of time to make it
happen.
It was something she would have to work on!
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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