VITAMIN SHOTS

BY BANDERSON

[ part 3 ]

Sister Paige stood in front of the class of seven eager girls, ages twelve to thirteen. She was tired, for she was five months pregnant and keeping track of each girl’s progress took a lot of concentration. Based upon the number of “vitamin shots” each girl had, their development was strictly regulated. She had a seating chart that told her exactly where each girl was on her way toward being a sex slave like she was.

She had no idea who the real father was of her baby, not that it mattered at the commune. She had been fucked so many times leading up to the positive test results, it could have been anyone. Because she was pregnant, she was allowed a few more clothes than the other women. Today she had on a light blue maternity top and a loose knee-length skirt underneath. Of course, she wore no panties or bra and her heavy breasts flopped with each step.

The twenty-four-year-old woman had come to the commune as a young girl, so she had been one of the first to receive the shots. By now, of course, she knew what they were and what they did to a girl’s body, but her mind had undergone such conditioning that she no longer questioned it.

Like the girls, she wanted regular orgasms and would do just about anything to achieve them. She needed booster shots twice a year to maintain her sexual peak, as did the other women in camp. The doctor was a busy man.

She rapped her ruler on the desk. “Now girls,” she said, getting their attention. “Who had an orgasm this weekend?”

Three girls raised their hands. One of them was Kathy, she noted. She examined her chart. Oh yes, the girl had just passed her six-month mark. Her sexual contact would increase from here on out.

“Good!” She could see the disappointment on the faces of two of the other girls. They were far enough along to be envious of other girls’ orgasms. The last two, Tammy and Claire, wrinkled their faces in disgust. Both those girls had just received their first shots and the “itch” would not have built within them yet.

“All right, Alice and Tanya, please come forward.” She double-checked the chart. Alice was on her third shot and Tanya, her fourth. Tanya, a dark-haired girl with pretty brown eyes, seemed more nervous than Alice, who was a dark blonde with light skin. They made for a nice contrast.

“Now,” she asked when they were standing in front of her. “Which of you wants an orgasm the worst?”

“Me! Me!” Both girls jumped up and down, their hands in the air. “Oh my! So eager! That’s great. We like good girls in our class.” Both girls beamed and shot daggers at each other. They knew the games by now – girls had to compete to win the necessary relief that seemed to define their days.

“Very well, just stand there for a moment.” She went to the door that separated the boys’ class from the girls’. The girls looked at each other, their joy turning to embarrassment.

Sister Paige leaned through the partially open door. “Brother Ben, we’re ready for you.”

“Great!” came the muffled reply.

Within seconds, five young boys all twelve or thirteen years old, trooped in. They smiled at the girls. Sister Paige was pleased to note that none of them leered or smirked. Brother Ben had taught them well. “Gather around, we’re going to have a little contest. The winner among these two girls gets an orgasm and you boys can help them out!”

The boys cheered. The girls blushed and looked down.

“Okay, I need two volunteers who are dressed in similar pants. You, Sam and you, Charlie, step forward. Is that all right, Brother Ben?” “Yes, that will be okay,” he nodded. It was a mere formality for her to ask, but it helped cement in the girls’ minds that women deferred to the men in the camp.

“Boys, stand here up against the blackboard.”

The other boys formed a loose semi-circle around the girls, making sure not to cut off the view of the other girls in class.

Sister Paige took lengths of cotton rope and tied the girls’ hands behind their backs. She faced them toward the boys. “Now girls, you’re going to race to get your boy’s cock in your mouth. The first one wins.”

“Sister Paige,” Brother Ben interrupted.

She turned at once, her face open and expectant. “Yes, brother?” “I’d like to make a suggestion. Let’s show the girls what they’re fighting for, shall we?”

She nodded, understanding at once. “Oh, you mean…” she grinned. She clapped her hands. “I need two more volunteers, boys!”

More hands went up and she chose Paul and Frankie.

“Now you two have had some experience with girls’ orgasms, right?” “Oh, yes, ma’am,” they said solemnly, looking at the two girls tied before them. They fidgeted, wondering what would be asked of them. They knew it would be good.

“Good! Now I want both of you to get behind the girls. You, Paul, get behind Alice, and Freddy, behind Tanya.”

Sister Paige looked over the children’s heads and winked at Brother Ben. He smiled back. Her eyes glanced down and she noticed his erection bulging in his pants. Her pussy twitched. She was sure she would be achieving her own orgasm soon.

“Now, boys, I want you two to rub the girl’s cute little pussies until they are very excited. But! Don’t let them come! If you do, you’ll ruin the game.”

They nodded, their faces full of hope.

“Yes,” put in Brother Ben. “If you ruin the game, I’ll have to paddle you.”

“Okay. Begin.”

Paul reached around Alice and pulled up her skirt. Because they had not yet reached the six-month mark, both girls still wore panties. She turned bright red as his fingers fumbled inside her for her slit. Next to him, Freddy was already beginning to run his fingers along Tanya’s pussy, drawing up the moisture as he’d been taught.

The girls, at first mortified, squirmed and twitched under their touch. But the relentless rubbing, combined with the drug coursing through their systems, soon had the desired effect. Their faces became slack and their mouths came open. They began to pant and spread their legs wider apart so the boys could have full access.

The boys were closely monitored by the teachers, for they knew how easy it would be to keep going. When it appeared Alice was on the verge, Sister Paige quietly put a hand on Paul’s shoulder and he stopped immediately. Brother Ben followed up a few seconds later with Freddy.

The girls groaned, having been on the verge of a very satisfying climax. The teacher could see sweat on their faces and their eyes were bright with need.

“Good. Now girls, first one who finishes can come, but the other one can’t for three days! Ready? Go!”

That last bit of information shocked them and they shot from their positions toward the boys standing up against the blackboard. Sam and Charlie looked stricken for a moment, as if these girls might devour them. Then they regained their composure when the girls thudded to their knees in front of them and began trying to unbuckle their belts with their teeth.

“Don’t help now boys. Just stand there with your arms out of the way,” cautioned Brother Ben.

Alice was having trouble unbuckling the belt and Tanya, perhaps made more desperate because she’d had an extra shot, succeeded in loosening it, only to become stymied by the zipper. Alice caught up and both girls were fighting to get their zippers down. Tanya again pulled ahead and Freddy looked a little worried, as if the hungry girl might bite him.

She reached up and grabbed the edge of his boxer shorts with her teeth and pulled it down. Alice made the mistake of trying to fish it out between the flaps and lost valuable time.

When Freddie’s cock sprung free, a stiff and glorious five inches, she took it all into her mouth at once and began to pump him.

“Tayna wins!”

Alice groaned and started to pull away. “But wait! As a bonus, the first girl to make their young master squirt his seed will get to paddle the other!”

Alice jumped back into the game and soon had Paul’s cock in her mouth and was sucking it for all she was worth. Tanya had a small head start but in her desperation to get to her reward, she lost track of her technique. After several minutes, Paul cried out and grabbed Alice’s head, his cock clearly squirting inside her pretty mouth. “Alice wins the bonus!”

Tayna wasn’t about to stop and neither teacher expected her to – you never leave a brother hanging. Within a few seconds. she had brought Freddy off and he ejaculated into her mouth, his head thrown back with the power of it.

“Good girls! I’m very proud of both of you!” Both she and Brother Ben patted the girls on their backs and rubbed their shoulders.

She told the boys and girls in the class to gather around in front of her desk and sit on the floor. While they moved into position, she turned to the girls.

“Tanya, you won the big reward, but we’re going to let Alice paddle you first. That should warm you up nicely anyway, right?” Tanya, smiling broadly, didn’t care. She was going to get to come! It had been days and she could hardly stand it. Alice stared at the floor, her disappointment palpable.

Sister Paige had Tanya lean up against the desk, her butt facing the group, and put her elbows on the blotter. She flipped up her skirt and tucked the hem into her belt. She gave Alice the wooden ping-pong paddle and told her to give her classmate ten solid whacks, five on each panty-covered check. Alice grinned. If she couldn’t come, at least she could make Tanya suffer!

Holding the paddle in one hand, Alice reared back and whacked Tanya sharply on her right butt cheek. The girl yelped and started to stand up.

“Down, girl!” Sister Paige ordered and Tanya dropped back to her elbows.

“That hurt!” She complained.

“Tell you what,” her teacher said. “You can switch positions right now – you give Alice the remaining nine swats and she can have the orgasm!”

Tanya’s face paled. “No! I won fair and square!”

“It’s your choice, dear.”

“No! I’ll take the paddling.”

“All right, but don’t move. Alice, you may continue.” Sister Paige smiled at Brother Ben as they both observed that a young girl would rather endure a spanking that miss out on an orgasm.

Alice whacked her on her left cheek. Tanya sucked in her breath but did not move. Her tormenter continued, alternating whacks and with each one, Tanya was suffering more and more. By the time she hit the final two times, tears were flowing out of Tanya’s eyes. But she did not waver. She wasn’t about to give up her prize!

“Very good. Alice, you may sit and join the others. Tanya, remove your clothes.”

Tanya, stood up, rubbing her bottom. She quickly stripped down, keeping her back to the group. With her panties gone, they could see how red Alice had made her. Tanya’s face was nearly as red as her ass. Sister Paige went to the corner of the room and slid over the “Climax Chair” as she called it. Brother Ben jumped in to help the pregnant woman and soon it was slid into position in front of her desk, facing the group of expectant faces.

Tanya looked at it nervously, for it was an obscene creation, developed by one of the carpenters at camp. It consisted of a padded seat set on four sturdy legs. From the seat a low padded back leaned back at a slight angle. From the seat, leading out at forty-five degree angles, were two wooden arms – actually legs – for that’s where Tanya would soon find her legs strapped. It opened up a girl so everyone could see her private parts during her orgasm.

The teachers said it was an excellent educational tool, but they also knew it humiliated the girls and caused their moral barriers to erode. Especially when the boys were invited to watch, like today.

As eager as she had been to win the prize, and as hot she felt now that her bottom had been paddled, Tanya now felt acutely embarrassed. “Tanya, get into the chair so you can collect your prize!” Sister Paige made it sound so cheery!

She knew she had no choice and she did want an orgasm, so she sat, grimacing from the pain in her bottom, and allowed her teacher and Brother Ben to fasten her legs into position. Her pussy was soon wide open and everyone peered to get a closer look, even the girls. Next her hands were tied with straps to grips on the side. She clutched them until her fingers bled white.

Sister Paige leaned in close to the chagrined girl and whispered, “Now relax, this will be fun. Who’s your favorite young master?”

Tanya blushed deeper and stuttered.

“You’d better chose or I’ll choose for you,” she warned.

“Uh, Steve… yeah, Steve,” she whispered, knowing what was coming next. “Steve, will you come forward and bring Tanya off?”

Steve, a tall blond boy that all the girls liked, jumped up and stood behind Tanya’s chair. He looked almost as nervous as Tanya.

“Wait a minute, Steve. I’d like to talk to you,” said Brother Ben.

The boy hurried over and Ben took him to a corner of the room and spoke quietly to him. He nodded, his face expectant. When he returned, he seemed a little more confident. Sister Paige looked over at Brother Ben and he winked.

“You may begin. Take your time – we want a full, deep-throated orgasm, don’t we class?” Paige noted how Tanya’s face grew redder.

“Yeahhh!” they responded.

Steve bent over Tanya from behind and began rubbing her breasts and nipples with the tips of his fingers. She closed her eyes and her body shivered. He kissed the side of her neck and her embarrassment began to fade as her pleasure rose. His hands stroked her everywhere except between her legs for several minutes until Tanya was pussy humping the air in impatience.

Finally, Steve’s fingers brushed over her bare mound and dipped below. Tanya groaned aloud and the class drew in a collective breath. Sister Paige put a finger to her lips and the students settled down.

He expertly began sliding his middle finger in between her labia, drawing the wetness from within. And Tanya was very wet, for the paddling had increased the heat she felt between her legs. Her mouth dropped open as he spread her moisture around. Her clit stood up at full attention and Steve had learned his lessons well. He knew not to rub it constantly at first, but instead tease it, just touch it now and then with a well-lubricated finger. Soon she was humping the air and didn’t care who was watching.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” she cried and Steve, the bastard, actually pulled away! She was shuddering now and if her hands were free they would be between her legs, rubbing her clit for all she was worth. Steve was kissing her neck again and rubbing his wet fingertips over the hard nubs of her nipples, driving her almost out of her mind.

“Ga, please! Oh, please,” she mumbled.

“What was that, slut?” Steve said.

“Please, touch me, touch me, touch me.”

“What will you do for me?”

“Anything! Anything! Just let me come!”

“Will you suck my dick in front of the whole class?”

“Yes! Yes!”

“Good.”

Brother Ben brought over a low wooden platform and placed it in front of the chair. Steve came around from behind the desperate Tanya and stood up on it. This brought his cock level with her mouth. He unzipped his pants and fished it out. She immediately sat forward and plunged her mouth down on it.

“Ooooohhhh,” the other students said without thinking.

Sister Paige decided that was encouragement, not ridicule and let it go. Besides, she thought, Tanya’s too far gone to care. “Class you may have to move around so you can see,” she said and the class soon readjusted themselves.

She noticed Kathy and Sally, who both had said they had orgasms over the weekend, were fanning their skirts, flashing anyone who cared to look, for they no longer wore panties. Their eyes were raptly on the scene in front of them. She knew they were both dying to rub themselves.

Steve’s hands were on Tanya’s budding breasts, rubbing them as she brought him closer to a climax. She seemed desperate and Sister Paige knew just how strong her feelings must be. She too, felt desperation whenever her master teased her, which was often.

In fact, she felt the urge right now. She glanced over at Brother Ben and saw he had taken a seat in a chair near the wall. Her eyes widened when she saw he had his cock out and was stroking it. He crooked a finger at her and she went at once to him, turned around, flipped up her skirt and sat down, using her hand to guide his cock into her hot, wet pussy.

She groaned softly, trying not to disturb the class. But some had noticed their teachers were fucking and their attention was soon split between the two scenes. Sister Paige didn’t care – she needed this release. Ben brought his hands around under her swelling belly and began to rub her swollen clit.

“Oh yes!” she breathed, trying to keep quiet. She rocked back and forth on his cock.

Tanya, meanwhile, was moving her head back and forth quickly, using all her budding techniques to bring him off so she could win her reward. She didn’t think about how unfair the situation might be. A young master had ordered her to suck him and she would suck him. Only then would she receive her prize.

He gave a sudden cry and she felt his seed erupt inside her mouth. Some of it spilled around the corners, but she managed to swallow most of it. When he pulled away, she looked up and him and gave him a big grin, pleading with her eyes for him to finish the job.

“Fair’s fair,” he said and moved once again behind her.

His hand returned to her sopping wet pussy and started to rub again. Sucking him off only increased her need and she found herself rising quickly toward her climax.

“Yes! Yes! YES! DO THAT! YES! GOD YES!”

She came in a rush, her body jerking forward, her muscles all firing randomly at once. Steve held her tightly, stroking her hot flesh and telling her how beautiful she was.

In the corner, Sister Paige was nearing her own climax and was jerking her hips with complete abandon, not caring if attention had suddenly been shifted to them.

“Yes! Yes! Oh Brother Ben!” She cried out as her orgasm hit and she felt the cock within her erupt at the same time. He clung to her, basking in the moment before she was able to compose herself and stand up. She could feel his seed run down her leg before she managed to drop her skirt into place.

“Wasn’t Tanya’s orgasm wonderful?” She asked, making no mention of her own. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling how slippery they felt.

“Yesss!” The class responded.

“Let’s all give her a big hand.”

Everyone clapped and Tanya looked sheepish. Sister Paige untied her and helped her to her feet. She seemed unsteady – the effects of her climax still evident within her young body. She was allowed to dress. “Thank you, Brother Ben, and your young masters too,” she said and the boys and Ben all gave short bows. They soon retreated back to their classroom.

“Now, let’s go to our next lesson, girls. Turn to page one-twenty-four of your workbooks…”