CHRISTINA'S SCHOOL FOR WAYWARD GIRLS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 9 ]

Yet, life goes on in our house. Dad’s a pedophile. Mom will trade anything to keep her reputation untarnished. My sister’s got a five foot bubble around her that says don’t touch all over it. This has been an enlightening experience for all of us.

Saturday comes around and Mr. Crawford compliments me. “Last day of training, William,” he says. “Then you’re on your own. You’ve done well. I have to admit I had my doubts about bringing a boy your age on staff and turning him loose on the girls for character building, but you’ve proven me wrong. The biggest thing to remember is that you have to stay in control to make sure this is character building for the girls. It is not just a chance to randomly physically and sexually abuse the girls.”

“Thanks, Mr. Crawford,” I say. “Thanks for helping me learn and for having confidence in me.”

“You’re welcome, William. The final lesson today is fifth graders. Generally speaking first graders are carefully taught the school rules. Second through fifth graders use play acting, like the kitty costumes two weeks ago to get used to accepting authority. They learn to put up with outrageous scenarios that include punishment, humiliation, and sex. We usually group the younger girls in groups of two or three, just like you and I did two weeks ago. That way they have moral support as they do whatever is expected of them.

“Sixth through eleventh grade are really worked hard with severe treatment to teach them that even the worst possible treatment doesn’t affect who they are. I think of it as teaching them perseverance. We usually work them singly.

“Seniors are treated with respect to help them transition from school life to the real world. They are only handled by a special group of staff members that doesn’t include you or me, so don’t worry about them.

“Now, the two girls we have today are going to play a game that they’ve played before. There’s a surprise twist in the game that they aren’t expecting, so pay attention. The basic premise of the game is – shit happens. The game is called lucky girl, but of course if there is a lucky girl then there is also an unlucky girl. Winning and losing is sometimes arbitrary and they have to accept that.

“The lesson for you is to find out about your girl ahead of time. I’ve been doing that for you and today I’ve found out that the two girls are rivals. They compete at everything and they are not on very good terms.”

I think of Mr. Crawford as a master at the art of character building. I’m sure he has something special planned for these two rivals.

Mindy and Karen come into the room separately. Aside from that minor point, I don’t see anything that indicates they don’t like each other. Mindy curtsies and says, “Good morning, Mr. Crawford.” She’s got short blond hair, pretty long legs, and a trim body. Karen curtsies to me, “Good morning, Master Jackson.” She’s got long blond hair, a shorter body, more like a gymnast with firm, muscular legs.

“Good morning, girls,” says Mr. Crawford. “We’re going to play lucky girl today.” The two eye each other and it’s clear they know exactly what is at stake. Their eyes flash defiance as each stares down the other. He hands Mindy a set of five dice in a leather cup. She rolls the dice and looks at them. She keeps the die that rolled a six and picks up the other four. She rolls again, getting two more sixes a five and a three. She keeps the two sixes, ponders for a moment and then keeps the five. She rerolls the three. It comes up a three again.

“Twenty-six,” announced Mr. Crawford.

Karen picks up the dice and rolls. She gets nothing that she wants to keep, so she rolls them again. This time she has a six and two fives. She keeps them and rolls the last two dice. She rolls a four and a two.

“Twenty-two,” says Mr. Crawford. “Mindy has high score.”

Mindy beams at her classmate. “Yeah, I win, I win,” she says, doing a little dance.

“Tell her what you’re going to do to her,” says Mr. Crawford.

“Tell her?” says Mindy. “Oooo, cool. Hmmm, I’m going to make you strip and dance for us. I’m going to spank you. I’m going to tie you up in a little ball so that only your tongue moves and make you lick me until I cum. I’m going to make you blow both of them. I’m going to have them both fuck you. I’m going to hang you upside down in the dungeon… uh, detention center. And… and… I’m going to make you lick my ass… and I’m not going to let you cum all day.”

Karen is squirming uncomfortably as Mindy names the worst things she can think of. They don’t sound pleasant and to have her rival do all these things is even worse. I’m thinking this is really going to be a rough day for Karen, but it’s a rough character building kind of day.

Mr. Crawford has been writing quickly, making a list as Mindy rattles off Karen’s character building exercises. He reads is back, “Let’s see that was naked dancing, spanking, tied up in ball, lick pussy, suck two cocks, fuck us, hang upside down, and no cumming all day.”

“And lick her ass,” I add.

“Oh, yeah, ass licking,” says Mr. Crawford as he jots that one down. “Just one more thing.” He picks up a piece of paper and hands it to Mindy. “Read this out loud.”

Mindy reads, “The lucky girl is really the one with the low score today. The unlucky girl is me and I’m going to have done to me…” she looks up at Mr. Crawford in disbelief. She looks back down at the note, “… everything that is on Mr. Crawford’s list.”

Karen looks at me, “Really? I’m the lucky girl.”

“That’s what the note says,” says Mr. Crawford. “That’s the way we’re playing today.”

“You can’t do that,” protests Mindy. “I… I won… I picked all those things. I want to do them to her.”

“I can change the rules,” says Mr. Crawford, “as long as I write down the change before the game starts. It’s all part of character building Mindy. You’re the unlucky girl and now you need to think about next time you are the lucky girl. Do you really want to be so mean next time?”

“I won,” says Mindy one more time.

“Not today, Mindy,” says Mr. Crawford. “Karen, she’s all yours. First thing on the list is naked dancing.”

Karen looks at her rival and says, “Take off your skirt, Mindy.” Mindy glares at Karen for a couple of seconds and then unzips her skirt and steps out of it. “Cool,” says Karen. “Now I want them both to see your cunt. Take off your panties and show us everything.”

Mindy slides down her panties. She’s not only forced to strip, she has to do it with Karen taunting her. “Take off your blouse and bra,” says Karen. Mindy pulls off her blouse and fumbles with the catch of her bra. “Show us your little titties,” says Karen. “You’re gonna be my naked little slut all morning. I’m gonna do all those nasty things to you that you wanted to do to me.”

“Dance for us, Mindy,” says Karen. “Dance and show us your body. Make it a naughty, sexy dance or I’ll do even more to you than is on the list.” Out of fear of what else might happen, Mindy does just what she’s told to do. She moves slow and sensuous, spreading her long legs to show us what’s up at the top of them. She spreads her pussy lips and then turns around to spread her ass for us. It’s pretty obscene to see the young girl swaying her hips and thrusting forward and back, teasing us with her pre-pubescent body. She plays with her nipples because she knows that’s what we want to see.

“They’re getting hard ons,” says Karen. “You’re doing a good job. You’re gonna get them ready to fuck you.” Karen presses up behind Mindy, her hands reaching around to caress Mindy’s thighs and tummy. She uses her body to move Mindy around. It looks even sexier to see Karen in her school uniform treating the nude Mindy like a puppet. “Oooo, yeah,” coos Karen. “I’m getting hot just making you do this for them. Are you getting hot, too? You see their hard ons for you?”

The two preteens continue to dance for several minutes. Karen is really enjoying the chance to display Mindy’s body to us. Then she pulls Mindy to the desk. “I want her tied up to spank,” she says. “Can you help me, Mr. Crawford?”

Put that way, he helps Karen get straps around Mindy’s ankles. She is leaning over the desk, her ankles spread wide and her ass available. “K-k-karen,” says Mindy. “I was only go-going to spank you a little.”

“Yeah, right,” says Karen. “Well, I’m not going to be easy on you.” She picks up a paddle and whacks Mindy’s ripe, round bottom. The 10-year-old jumps and lets out the low gasp that I associate with Wayward Girls. It’s the only sound they are allowed during a spanking.

After 10 swats, poor Mindy’s ass is beet red. Mr. Crawford catches Karen’s arm on the backswing for number eleven. “We can’t send her home bruised,” says Mr. Crawford. “Let her rest for a minute before you do anymore.”

“OK, sorry, Mr. Crawford,” says Karen.

“Don’t be sorry,” says Mr. Crawford. “She was going to do this to you, so don’t be sorry. Just take your time.” He looks at Mindy’s bright red ass and says, “You know, you don’t always have to spank her bottom. You could spank her thighs or her tummy or just about anywhere, even her titties.”

Karen looks at him suspiciously. “I thought bottoms were made for spankings,” she says. “Wouldn’t it really hurt on her titties?”

Mr. Crawford hands her a riding crop and picks one up himself. “Not if you do it like this.” He starts tapping on Mindy’s left nipple.

Karen watches skeptically. “Awww, that doesn’t hurt her.”

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap goes Mr. Crawford’s crop. A red mark starts to appear and Mindy starts to squirm. Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap. Mindy gasps in pain, squirming even more to try to get Mr. Crawford to hit a different spot. She’s not successful at redirecting the crop. I’m just enjoying the view of the little girl’s body undulating every which way.

Convinced, Karen starts tapping Mindy’s right nipple and Mr. Crawford stops. He steps back beside me to watch Karen torment Mindy and Mindy’s squirmy little ass. He looks at me and says, “I don’t expect us to make it until 11 o’clock today.”

“Thank God,” I say.

Just when Mindy can’t stand it anymore, Karen shifts her aim point to Mindy’s tummy, burning a red mark into the 10-year-old’s tender, white midriff. She grins back at us, having the time of her life. She keeps working around, doing a pretty good job of knowing when she has to shift. She’s tormenting Mindy without leaving any permanent marks.

Mr. Crawford nudges me. “Tell her it’s time for blow jobs.”

I step a little closer to Karen and she looks at me. “She put blow jobs on the list. I think it’s time you had her do that.”

She unties Mindy and makes her kneel in front of me. Mindy fishes out my cock. “Lick it all over,” says Karen. Mindy licks up and down until Karen says, “Now suck it.” Now Mindy slides her pretty lips around the head of my cock and down to the base. I don’t know which age group I may settle on someday. I’ve now had almost every age suck my cock, even my mom, and they all look sexy with a mouthful of cock. This blow job is pretty special because I know that Mindy was going to make Karen do it as punishment. Now she’s doing it only because she thinks it’s disgusting. I flood her mouth with my cum and watch her swallow.

Mr. Crawford takes his turn, not lasting much longer than me.

As Mindy is busy with Mr. Crawford, I ask Karen, “Are you going to take your clothes off?”

“Do you want me to?” As her assigned teacher, I guess she’ll do whatever I want.

“I think you’re pretty,” I say. “I think you’ll look sexy without your clothes.”

“Really?” she says. She looks at Mindy. “I don’t like her because she’s so tall and pretty and good at everything. I’m… short,” she finishes as if short sums up her entire being.

“Yeah, shorter than her,” I say. “But pretty and cute and sexy. Besides, I think the next thing on the list is for her to lick your pussy. You’re gonna have to take off something for that to happen.”

“Yeah,” she says.

“And, later, right before lunch, I want to fuck you and make you cum.”

“Yeah?” she likes the sound of that.

She slides down her skirt and panties when Mr. Crawford is finished and lets Mindy start to lick her pussy.

“That’s not what Mindy had planned,” I interrupt. “She said she was going to tie you into a ball so only your tongue moves and then you were going to lick her pussy. Now, you can tie her into a ball later but if you want to do it right…”

We start tying up Mindy. The consensus between Karen, Mr. Crawford, and me is that Mindy is to kneel down, rest her ass on her heels, lean forward to touch her chest to her thighs, and press her arms against her sides and thighs. Once she is in that position, Mr. Crawford and I start wrapping her with clear plastic wrap. I’ve never seen anything done like this before, but after several wraps around Mindy’s body, the plastic wrap looks like it’s going to hold. It wraps over her ankles, up her sides, across her back, and then back down to her shins.

By the time we’re done, Mindy can’t move a muscle. The plastic wrap is see through, so you can kind of see her body, but the best view is front and rear. Her head sticks out the front, her eyes full of concern. Her ass sticks out the other end, giving a perfect view of her ass and pussy lips squeezed between tight thighs. She really can’t move a bit, so we set her on the desk, resting on her feet and knees.

Karen crawls up on the desk and lays with her legs spread. She pulls Mindy to her and Mindy’s little tongue darts out to lick at Karen’s smooth pussy. Karen steers the helpless Mindy around by the hair, amusing herself by making Mindy lick her thighs and pussy. She even lifts her butt up and makes Mindy lick her asshole. That ticks off another thing on the list. Finally, Karen pulls Mindy hard to her pussy and lets the girl lick her to orgasm.

It’s almost time for the dungeon, so we get Mindy unwrapped. Mr. Crawford has costumes for the two girls to wear down to the dungeon. He hands me Karen’s costume and says, “She’s going to need help getting into this.”

Karen cooperates by removing every stitch of clothing and I get to see the cute little 10-year-old completely nude for the first time. She has cute little nipples on her flat chest that are begging for attention. There isn’t time for that now, but maybe later. I pull out a black vinyl corset, shiny and slick. She steps into it and we pull it up over her slender hips. It’s elastic, so it stretches, but once it’s in place, it fits tightly to her waist. I take the opportunity to tweak her nipples before going for the next item.

I pull up a pair of black vinyl panties and top that off with a very short (again black vinyl) skirt. Then there are long black stockings that run all the way up her plump thighs. There are elastic, too, so I takes both of us, with much caressing of smooth legs, to get them up and on. She looks pretty awesome wearing all black.

She’s got skin showing right above her stockings where the skirt isn’t long enough to cover her thighs, then again there is a three inch strip of skin between her skirt and corset, and finally, everything above the corset, including her delectable nipples is bare. There’s a black vinyl bra in the bag, but I leave it there. I think she looks perfect like she is. There’s also a black leather collar in the bag. That I pull out and put on her throat.

I look over to see what Mindy is wearing. It’s not much. She has leather straps criss crossing her body. A pair of straps runs down from a collar on her neck, diagonally across her body to disappear under her armpits. The straps come back out and meet in a metal ring above her navel. The effect is to create a diamond on her chest, neatly framing her titties. The straps then run diagonally down again to disappear at her hips. The straps come back out to meet in a ring just above her pussy. This forms a smaller diamond centered around her belly button. From the ring above her pussy, a single strap runs down and disappears between her plump pussy lips. The straps form the same pattern from behind with the single strap appears up the crack of her ass and leather diamonds on her lower back and around her shoulder blades. There are also straps running from the harness around her upper arms, keeping her from moving her arms very much. It’s topped off with a ball gag.

The two girls put together look like a perfect mistress and slave pair. Karen snaps a leash onto Mindy’s collar and leads her down to the dungeon. As with last week, Mr. Crawford has reserved the same private room.

We lower the table all the way down and lay Mindy on it on her back. Then, Mr. Crawford fastens leather cuffs around her ankles and clips chains to the leather cuffs. He points at a button on the wall to let Karen do the honors. Karen pushes the button and the chains start to go up in the air, pulling Mindy’s feet up. Karen giggles as Mindy squirms in her bondage. Moments later, the 10-year-old is hanging by her ankles, upside down just like she wanted to do to Karen.

“Can I ask you to do something, Mr. Crawford?” Karen asks.

“You can ask,” says Mr. Crawford.

“Would you touch her all over? It’s not on the list, but I’d like to see her get touched.”

“Sure,” says Mr. Crawford. Hell, if he’d said no, I’d have volunteered. He steps up to the hanging girl and runs his hands across her body. He looks over at Karen and says, “Is this what you want?” then he leans over and sucks on Mindy’s nipples, making them hard. Mindy squirms under his attention. He pulls at the strap that runs between her pussy lips, rubbing against her clit as he toys with her pussy. He cups her tight ass cheeks and swats them gently with his open palm. Every inch of her body is available and every inch gets his attention.

“Just one thing left on the list,” I remind Karen. “We both have to fuck her.”

“Yeah,” says Karen. She lets Mr. Crawford enjoy himself for a few more minutes and then lowers Mindy. Mr. Crawford is pretty hot now, so he unsnaps the strap that runs through Mindy’s crotch, pulls her to her hands and knees, and enters her from behind. He takes her hard and fast, the little girl’s body shuddering from the force.

Then I take my turn with Mindy’s tight cunt and we’re finished with the list. Mr. Crawford tells me to take Karen back to the classroom and do whatever I want with her for the last hour. He stays down with Mindy, still tied and helpless. I wonder what he’s going to do with her.

I know that he’s split us up for a reason. For one thing, the list of Mindy’s activities is finished. But, mainly he doesn’t want Mindy to see Karen getting fucked. That was on Mindy’s list, so it’s one of the many things she doesn’t get to see. There’s more going to happen that Mindy ought not see.

Back in the classroom, I leave Karen in that costume. She looks pretty hot like that. But, now I touch her all over. The one thing I remove in the process is her little black panties. That gives me easy access to her pussy and ass, and I want to fondle those for sure. I make her put her hands on her head. That not only gets her hands out of the way, but it pulls up her skirt so that her pussy and ass cheeks peek out from underneath.

Then, I pick up the riding crop and give her a taste of what she did to Mindy. Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap I go against her hard nipple. Soon she is squirming deliciously, just like Mindy had been. I work all over her exposed skin, from her nipples to her tummy to her inner thighs and even her pussy.

When I’m hard, I push her to her hands and knees and take her from behind. As I fuck her, I use my finger on her clit, bringing her to an orgasm first. She squeals in pleasure as I finger her and then I start fucking her harder. She starts pumping her hips back again me, trying to take me deeper. We’re pounding together in rhythm, my finger still toying with her clit. I feel her tense a second time as she cums. She squeezed me tight in her cunt as she cums. I roll her over onto her back and keep fucking her. She writhes under me in pleasure as I cum inside her. She cums a third time, her eyes sparkling with delight.

There is still time before lunch, so I slowly strip her, complimenting her body until she thinks short is just perfect. We finish up with her mouth on my cock and my cum running down her throat.