The Chastity Ball - Part VII
Epilog
And that’s how the Purity Ball became the Chastity Ball.
When I woke up the morning after the Ball I found five $100 bills tucked in my garter. Weeks later I found out they were from part of The Program funds earmarked for student development. Principal Johnson gave them to Phil to pay me after the first time he fucked me. When Phil heard about my plans for the Ball, he passed the money along to my daddy, who carried me home with my payment tucked into my garter. Principal Johnson wanted to help me accept that by nature I was a whore. It was my true vocation.
I got the message. Of course, I had to make sure that Phil got his money’s worth. Several times.
It turns out that a hot kiss smeared with cum can make up for a lot of bad blood between schoolgirls, so Bubbles and I got together and organized the Central High Call Girl Service. We’re trying to find a way to turn tricks in school, but they’re worried about the teachers going broke. Sometimes my daddy pimps us, and he even gives free rides to girls who are too young to drive. I bought a Lexus, and my college fund is overflowing. IF I decide to go to college.
I also decided to try out Principal Johnson’s other suggestion. Last month I flew out to San Diego to spend the weekend with Daddy Nick, first class of course. We partied with three other guys who all turned out to have daughters my age, and every one of them wanted me to call him 'daddy.' That's why Daddy Nick decided he's going to open up a daddy/daughter themed bordello for teenage girls. If it works out he's going nation-wide. I think it's a great idea. After all, nobody loves a girl as much as her own daddy.
Instead of disbanding True Love Waits after the Ball we changed our rules and merged with the Junior Sex Club. Our new name is “Tru Luv Cums”, and we are now the most popular club in CHS. This year there are five new chapters in town and 14 across the country. That includes both high schools, both middle schools, and even Henderson Elementary.
We quit opposing The Program. We promote it and do outreach to Program families instead. Just about everybody joins TLC by the end of her Program week. We have nude pep rallies and an Exploratorium where students (and faculty) can play with each other at lunch or between classes. Friday afternoon we have a Bukkake party where participants get to skip their last class of the day. And of course in the spring we have the big event of the year: The Chastity Ball. It’s the week before prom, and it’s the perfect time for daddies and daughters to create some loving memories before she leaves home to start a life of her own.
The new votech classes for sex training filled up right away. Even though they cut back on math and science they couldn’t get enough faculty to meet the demand. Instead they have talent competitions to see who gets in. Right now the teacher’s colleges are gearing up to support the new curriculum as it spreads across the country.
After our experience at the Ball Missy and I are friends again, and we started a web site called Chastity’s End. It’s one of the top five Internet porn sites. Our schoolwork has suffered, but we don’t care because we know how to get extra credit from our teachers anytime. I keep a pair of kneepads in my locker for academic purposes only.
Missy and I never figured out who got cummed on more at the Ball. Her gown had more stains, but daddy says I swallowed a lot more.
That was the weekend we stopped wearing clothes at home, too. I still can’t believe all the changes our family had in just one short, wonderful week. The Program adjusted our attitude, and now life is truly the Chastity Ball!
