FOUNDLING: A STEEP OWNERSHIP LEARNING CURVE

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 3 ]

Commander Evans entered the Police Station and marched up the stares to his office, ignoring the staff and his assistant, slamming the door solidly behind him. It was over half an hour before the knock at the door announced his aide's entrance.

"Chief, this is the first time in all the years we have been working together you have been both late for work and ignored my greeting. Here is a coffee and bagel. Can I help you with whatever problem you have, or walk out and run the department without you today?' She inquired.

"Mavis, I have inherited the raising of a seventh grade niece none of the rest of my family seem to be able to handle. As I am known as a strict disciplinarian, they packed her off to widower me" He informed his very able assistant.

"By the way, I still do not expect you to bring me a coffee or anything other than work related items through that office door. But will ask you please to take us both shoping. I may be able to face a room ful of crooks with guns but I am dredding taking a little girl out shopping"

"Commander, First I never even knew you had neither any family nor any more a disciplinarian than many of us here in Ropeville. Second I only used it as an excuse to walk in here. Do not expect me to repeat it. She briskly told him. We both know I can manage this place without you if you need a day or two to settle her in. She went on.

"And just let me know when we can pretend to be husband and wife taking their little girl out shoping"She added.

"Is tonight OK?". She is enrolled in the middle school for girls and just remind me to pick her up at three thirty, or send a patrol car for her"He replide

"No problem, now can we deal with the files regarding the candidates for the six new patrol positions" She went on. He knew it was an attempt to take his mind off the problems coping with Foundling this morning.

T he alarm had gone off at six thirty as usual. He hopped out of bed, dashed into the attached bathroom and started the shower, ran the sink full of warm water and picked up his razor. Then in the mirror he saw Foundling standing still chained to the foot of his bed.

Back out into the bedroom, find the keys, unlock the chain holding her to the bed and walked her to the toilet. She had woken him twice last night by whimpering and rattling her chains to pee. Tonight she would not have a bowl of water to drink beside the bed.

And learned pets do not clean themselves after using the toilet.

Walked over to the shower and slid the door open, stepped in and saw her still standing beside the toilet. Stepped back out of the shower, walked back into bedroom. Retrieved the keys for her handcuffs and removed them from her wrists and ankles. Picked her up and placed her in the shower. Stepped back in and slid the door shut.

Started to wash himself. She just stood there; arm's raised looking up at the ceiling.

Previous owner must have hung her from shackles attached to the ceiling of the shower he surmised. Have to do likewise I guess.

On a whim he started to run soap all over her thin little body and then picked her up under the armpits and rubber her flat little chest against his great hairy one.

For the first time she squealed with delight and wrapped her arms around his neck. She then reached down with one hand between her legs and using her thin legs wrapped around his hips, slid herself down on his morning erection. Before he realized what she was up too. She was humping herself up and down on his cock, driving him towards a climax with her vaginal muscle movements on the head of his cock.

He leaned back against the shower stall wall and let her do all the work. Her face certainly showed she was enjoying it. The both reached climax and she gradually slowed down. At the end letting go with her legs, then arms. Dropping herself to the shower floor and reaching out with her mouth for his flaccid member.

"Not now, we must get showered and dressed" He told her and she stood still, pouting, while he washed them both down.

This was the first time he had intercourse his new pet, and was surprised at her promiscuity for such a young female. But it was the first in a long morning of surprises.

Pets need to be dried and dressed he found.

After drying her off and coming her reddish blond hair. He took her hand and led her back into the bedroom. She stood exactly were he let her hand go as he dressed completely in his state trooper officers uniform.

Next he dug out the suitcases of clothes and had to dump them out on the floor to find what he needed.

First a pair of matching white socks. Pets will not move a muscle unless their owner tells them to. So he found himself time and time again ordering her to lift that leg, put your arm in here, turn around, stand up, sit down, etc.

He found she expected him to send his forefinger probing up into her vaginal slit every time he drew her panties up. Her vaginal juices were a delightful new taste. Nice, but he was already running late. After a few tries a plain white blouse would have to do. A simple gray wrap around skirt and black paten leather shoes were about all that were either her size or clean.

Taking her shopping was one thing he did not look forward too.

"Well, lets get going" He told her and walked away. Then walked back as she stood their puzzled expression on her face.

"I am enrolling you in the Ropeville Middle School for Girls, Foundling. Just as I promised to do. Is there a problem?" He asked her.

"Taking me out without at least handcuffs?" She asked.

Walk back into the bedroom, the clothes strewn about greatly annoyed the habitually neat Evans. Retrieve a pair of handcuffs from the big suitcase and return to slip them on her proffered wrists.

"Now Follow" And led her into the garage and loaded her into the back seat on the passenger side. Seat belting her in. He drove out the garage and headed to the girl's middle school.

Traffic in Ropeville was growing expitencially and there were six new traffic patrol positions waiting to be filled with plenty of experienced applicants. He thought as he eased into the traffic flow.

Evans finally drew up to the front of the girls middle school and releasing Foundling from her seatbelt, instructed her to follow and walked inside.

The appearance of an armed police officer in a most schools would send the staff and students scurrying in all directions and the principle dashing to find out why.

But no one appeared to be in the deathly quiet school and Evans had to find the main office himself.

Inside two females behind a counter doing paperwork did not even look up as he entered.

A well-dressed middle aged Afro-American Lady walked out of a private office and approached.

"How may the Ropeville Middle School for Girls help the commander of our police forces?' She inquired.

"I am here to enroll my niece Foundling" He told her, indicating foundling standing just slightly behind and beside him.

The Principle walked up to Foundling and looked down at her.

"What a sweet little girl you have here Commander Evans. So obedient and respectful" She said.

"Well she was sent to me because she will not stop getting into trouble, breaking things and sassing her elders back. All in order she get a good spanking" He informed the Principle.

"Then she is a prime candidate for inclusion in Mistress Vicki's class for incorrigible females" The principle told her.

She then walked out of the office and turned right down the main hall, high heels clicking on the highly polished marble floor. Evans and Foundling right behind. Evans noted her very high heeled shoes and skintight dress revealed a very trim body. And she had not commented on the handcuffs Foundling wore around her wrists behind her back.

About half way down the hall she knocked at a classroom door and walked in. evens and Foundling still following. Inside a statuesque red head was standing at the front of her desk administering strokes with a thin wispy cane to the panty clad rear of a young female bent over her desk. She did not stop as they entered and the targeted female counted off ten strokes before she stopped.

Back behind your desk Onya she told the tear filled face of the girl as she bowed first to the principle and then the teacher before retreating to stand n behind an empty desk two rows back. Her simple blue skirts dropping down too nearly cover her panties.

Evans noted all the approximately twenty students, ranging in age from about six to probably eleven or twelve all stood behind desks of appropriate height in neat rows. Everyone looking straight ahead

"How may I help you Principle Salinas?' She inquired.

"This is Commander Evans of our police forces and he has been sent his niece Foundling that she may learn respect and obedience in our schools" The principle told her.

"I certainly agree outsider young females are much too leniently dealt with. I try my best and am certainly willing to take on the task of training this child up to your expectations" Mistress Vicki told him. And leave her handcuffs on. She will be just standing in a corner listening to our class on her first day"

Certainly Miss Vicki Evans told her, shoving Foundling towards her new teacher. "Obey" He told Foundling and walked away with the principle.

She appears to be a very competent instructor" Evans commented as Principle Salinas escorted him back to the front door. What time are the students let out to go home?'

"Mistress Vicki is our sternest Dom. and has broken innumerable females to obey our exacting standards, Commander Evans. All our students are either picked up by those responsible for them or we can deliver them in our own transports to your front door, or holding area." She told Evans as he entered his Police Cruiser.

Strange terminology's for teaching kids and bussing them safely back home. He thought as he drove off. And then realized it must be way past nine A.M. if the school was open. And he would be late for work for the first time in his life.