Sweet's Little Girls
by Mesmer's Bauble
Lisa Tanner was on her knees in the janitor's closet, her head bobbing up and down as fast as she could, slamming Bobby Smith's 5 inch cock in and out of her throat. One hand guided his cock while the other was underneath her school uniform rubbing her sopping cunt. Her eyes darted to her watch and she began moaning and humming on his cock, desperate to make him blow his load.
Bobby was in heaven and as she began to hum he gripped her blond hair and pulled out, blowing his load all over her face. Lisa groaned in complaint as she began to scoop the cum off of her face and shovel it into her mouth. After collecting it all she smiled at the dazed 12-year-old “Thanks Bobby,” her eyes fell on her watch again and she sprang to her feet brushing herself off even as she opened the door and moved into the school hall, “Shit! I'm Late!”
Lisa ran through the halls of Greensboro Middle School, her green and gold skirt flapping, showing a few sharp eyed students her panties beneath soaked to translucency. She had to come to a quick stop as she came around the corner and passed the teacher's lounge but was off sprinting again until she scrambled down the stairs to the first floor and reached the door of the Home Ec room. She pulled the door open and was panting from her run just as the class bell rang.
Sighing in relief she composed herself. As she moved towards her seat she hiked up her skirt and tossed her wet panties into the pile by the door. Her bra soon followed landing in a pile of similar bras ranging in size from training bras to Bs. Lisa was lucky to have the second largest pair of tits in the class. She didn't bother to button up her top, letting them sway in the open air.
It looked as if she was the last girl to class. A few of them commented on her near tardiness but she just shrugged. The rest of the girls were chatting, moaning in pleasure, or making out; just killing time until class started. She slid through the girls and found her seat next to her best friend, Winter. They kissed deeply and Winter smiled at the taste she found in Lisa's mouth, “Someone waited till the last minute to do her homework.” Lisa sighed dramatically as she sat down, slipping the vibrators attached to the seat into her pussy and ass. She smiled as she felt them buzz to life but her smile turned to a frown as she turned back to Winter.
“It's not my fault! My parents wouldn't let me go out all weekend, something about me going out too often lately or whatever, and you know we're not allowed to use our dad or brothers for homework yet.” Lisa crossed her arms dramatically but it was hard to stay angry with a vibrator pressing up against her g-spot just right. Winter just smiled and leaned over and kissed her again. “No worries... oh and you missed a spot.” Winter reached out and swiped a small glob of cum off of Lisa's cheek and offered it to the girl. Lisa gleefully sucked the cum off of her friends finger savoring the taste in a way she hadn't been able to before.
All at once the vibrators in Lisa's cunt and ass stopped. The class quieted down in a moment and turned as one to face the classroom door. It swung open to reveal an attractive black woman in her early 40s holding a small remote in her hand. She was wearing a long, conservative dress but as the door closed behind her she pulled it off over her head revealing a white leather dominatrix outfit, cut to expose her massive breasts and her shaved cunt. Her thigh high white leather high heeled boots clicked across the tile of the floor as she moved to stand in front of the desk, “Good Morning Girls.”
Her voice was husky and sent shivers of pleasure throughout the class. “Good Morning Mistress Sweet.” the girls all chanted in unison, the words triggering minor orgasms in each of them. Mrs. Sweet smiled wickedly at her class, “Now your homework over the weekend was to give a man, or boy, a blow-job using the skills we have been practicing in class. Raise your hand if you completed this assignment.” 20 hands shot into the air and their teacher smiled, “Excellent, and I'm sure you all remembered to swallow every drop.” The class all nodded, remembering the experience and smiling.
“We have a very special class today, but I do want to go over the assignment...” She scanned the room and her eyes stopped on a dark haired girl with a golden cross hanging between her A cup breasts and a nicely rounding ass. “Faith tell the class about your homework.” Mrs. Sweet pressed the button on her remote that started up the girl's dual vibrators as her free hand drifted down between her legs and started to caress her pussy.
Faith moaned slightly when the vibrators started again and then began to speak, “On Friday night I was out at the mall with my mother. I saw a cute high school boy head into the bathroom by the food court so I lied and said I had to go. Instead I followed him into the boys’ room and waited for him to finish in the stall. When he unlocked the door I was topless and I pushed him back onto the seat and dropped to my knees.” Mrs. Sweet murmured her appreciation of the wonderfully perverse situation.
“He seemed confused at first but when I pulled his cock out of his pants he stopped complaining. I used all the techniques that we had practiced, including deep throat, licking his balls, massaging his taint, and humming and it only took him a few minutes to grow hard and blow his delicious load down my throat. I thanked him and gave him my number. One guy saw me leave the bathroom but didn't say anything. My mom didn't notice a thing.” Faith finished her story she was panting hard from the recollection as was most of the class.
“Perfectly done, Faith, you may cum.” Mrs. Sweet said as she pressed hard onto her clit bringing, herself to a small but satisfying orgasm. Faith began to rock and moan in her seat, grunting and panting, “Thank you Mistress... Thank you Mistress...” A few moments later her body shuttered and she sank back into her seat, breathing heavily.
The rest of the class looked on with envy, but they were only allowed to cum during class when given permission. Mrs. Sweet stepped up to the center of the room and smiled at her students. “As I said before we have a very special class today. But first girls, your mantra...” All around her the girls’ eyes began to glaze and then 20 voices spoke in unison.
Sweet's girls are pretty
Sweet's girls are toys
We want to be played with,
We love girls and boys.
Sweet's girls are horny
Sweet's girl's obey
and I'll be a Sweet Girl
'Till the end of my days
Lisa, like all of her class mates, felt her mind empty and her cunt grow wetter as she spoke the words. Soon there was nothing in her mind but the mantra and an intense desire to learn and obey Mistress Sweet. She was a Sweet Girl... always.
Mrs. Sweet smiled at the entranced class and began to speak. “Today we are going to entertain some very important guests. As Sweet Girls it is your job to use all that you have learned to serve them in every way possible. For today alone nothing is more important than serving and obeying our guests like the slutty Sweet Girls your all trying so hard to be. Nothing is more important than their pleasure. Class, repeat!” Once again all the girls spoke in a droning unison.
“Yes Mistress Sweet... We are Sweet Girls... We will serve and obey our guests... nothing is more important than their pleasure...” The words echoed in Lisa's empty mind becoming her new truth. Nothing else mattered but obedience and pleasing Mistress Sweet's guests.
“Very good, now girls you will stand and follow me into the kitchen.” She smiled at the sucking sound of vibrators pulling out of 40 moist holes. She turned to the second door in the room it lead to the practice kitchen where a normal Home Ec. class would practice baking.
Mrs. Sweet pushed open the door and held it as the 20 entranced young girls walked inside. The room had been rearranged: all of the tables had been pushed into the corner and there were now nine comfortable chairs arranged in a semi-circle in the center of the room. A rolling TV was against the wall and the screen was blue, a video had just finished playing. Mrs. Sweet gestured and her girls lined up facing the chairs. Each was occupied, six men and three women. All but one of the men looked to be in their fifties or sixties. Two of the women looked to be in their thirties while the last looked to be in her mid-sixties. All of them were well-dressed in expensive clothing and wearing black domino masks to afford some level of anonymity. The masks did little to hide the open desire on their faces as they leered at the assembled girls.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm sorry for any delay but I hope you found the presentation to be both entertaining and informative. What I have planned is big but I firmly believe it will be successful with the help of the proper funding. But I can see that you've heard enough shop talk, so without further ado I present the first class of Sweet Girls for your enjoyment.” Mrs. Sweet smiled seductively as her girls chimed in perfect unison, “How may we be of service?” They lifted their skirts, revealing their ripe young pussies and gave a curtsy.
“Girls, two for each of our guests if you'd be so kind. Faith and Mia to me.”
The girls responded with a “Yes Mistress Sweet.” before springing into action.
Lisa and Winter ran across the room to one of the older men. He looked like he was in his late fifties, slightly overweight and balding. The girls fell to their knees before the man and looked up at him with gazes of lust and submission. He looked right back, gaping at their breasts down their open blouses.
“How can we serve you, Sir?” Lisa said meaning every word.
“Yes,” chimed in Winter, hiking up her skirt and running her fingers playfully along her naked cunt, “Anything you command... we Obey... Anything...”
The man gasped at the sight and felt his erection growing harder than ever before. He was stunned at the prospect of his darkest fantasies coming to life but managed to mutter the word, “Cock…” In a flash two pairs of tiny hands were on his crotch, rubbing his erection as they found the clasp on his pants and unzipped it. Soon his rock hard cock was in their hands being rubbed and massaged with gentle expertise. He moaned in pleasure, which Winter took as a cue to begin kissing and licking her way around his cock while Lisa freed more of him from his pants and began to gently massage his balls and rub his shaft, moist from Winter's kisses.
The older man relaxed back into his chair, enjoying the sensations. As he felt his orgasm building he spoke again, this time with much more confidence. “You!” He pointed at Lisa. “Climb up on my lap and mount me, and you don't stop licking me.” Both girls gave a cheery, “Yes sir!” Lisa lifted herself onto his lap and gazed lustily into his eyes as she slipped herself down onto his hard cock. She had broken her hymen in class, as had most of the girls, and she was dripping wet so she effortlessly slid down his thick seven inches burrowing him inside her up to the base. Winter continued to lick at the exposed bit of cock and balls, happy at hearing her friend’s gasps of pleasure and the moans of contentment from their charge.
Mrs. Sweet looked around the room in contentment, as she pressed Mia's face into her cunt and felt Faith's talented tongue trying to bury itself in her ass. Most of the men had one of the girls ridding their cocks, impaling her girls’ cunts and asses. The young man just lay back and let his two girls worship his cock in tandem. The women were off of their chairs, one was using her girls much like Mrs. Sweet was, one at each hole. Another had a girl at her lips, enjoying the flavor of unripened fruit, while the other worshiped her cunt. The final woman had brought a double headed strap-on and was gleefully taking turns fucking her two girls in their asses.
Mrs. Sweet smiled. This level of control and pleasure was addictive, she knew that from experience. They wouldn't want to give up the power she had given them, and they would have little choice but to fund the next step in her plan. She pushed Mia further into her cunt, grinding her clit against the girl’s blindly worshipful face as she cried out, “Cum Girls!” The room was filled with the groans and moans of pleasure of 20 girls driven over the edge. The sounds had a profound effect on some of her guests, a few of which joined the girls in their orgasms.
Lisa moaned and rocked back and forth on the cock deep inside her. She felt herself spasming around its length as she lost all control of her wild humping. Suddenly the cock inside her twitched and, with a deep moan from the man, she felt a torrent of cum filling her up. The feeling of cum in her pussy triggered a second orgasm right on the tail of the first and she moaned again as she fell back off of the man's cock. Luckily Winter was there to break her fall and, as Lisa lay twitching in mindless bliss, Winter moved to clean the man’s now deflating cock of cum and juices.
An hour later the girls once again stood at attention before their nine guests. The formerly neat and clean looking girls now were disheveled and looked exactly as they were, well-fucked. Mrs. Sweet smiled at her guests and began to speak, “I hope you enjoyed a small taste of what I have to offer. My process has proven effective and with your money I can begin construction of Sweet's School for Girls. As initial investors you would all have seats on the board and access to any and all of our student body any time you wish.” She smiled seductively, “I'll be waiting for your calls. Now if you wouldn't mind excusing us, these girls have another class in just ten minutes. I thank you for your discretion in this as always.”
Turning, she led the class back into the main home economics room. With a word the girls began to help each other clean up, wipe off cum stains, and fix hair and clothing. In a few minutes they looked almost totally normal. “Girls, your Mantra!” Mrs. Sweet said, freezing the girls in place as they once again spoke together.
Sweet's girls are pretty
Sweet's girls are toys
We want to be played with,
We love girls and boys.
Sweet's girls are horny
Sweet's girl's obey
and I'll be a Sweet Girl
'Till the end of my days
Mrs. Sweet snapped her fingers and the girls all awoke; still savoring their memories but better able to hide their true natures behind their old personalities. “Wonderful work today class. As a special bonus everyone grab one of these DVDs,” She pulled a box of unmarked disks from behind her desk. “Your homework for Friday is to make sure everyone in your home watches the DVD at least five times. Once you do this it should be easy to convince your parents to call me for further instructions.” She smiled at the thought of having 20 enthralled families at her beck and call. “Now, Class Dismissed.”
Lisa grabbed one of the DVDs off the desk and went over to the piled underthings and pulled out a bra that would fit her and any of the panties. Slipping them both on, she smiled to herself. She remembered Mrs. Sweet's movie from the first day of class and she couldn't wait for her parents and her brother and sister to see it. She just knew they'd enjoy it.