FOUNDLING: NEW SCHOOL, NEW LESSONS

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 2 ]

After she had licked her new teacher through the throws of an orgasm, foundling was told to stand beside her teacher's desk as she continued with the class. The Egyptian twins were dismissed back to their desks and took their turn reading a page from "O".

"Are you familiar with the book they are reading from, Foundling" Mistress Vicki asked her new student.

"Yes Mistress Vicki, my master had an extensive erotic library both modern and classic. He encouraged me to read as much as I desired.

"And what were your favorites, my sweet little vaginal licker?' She inquired.

Of the classics, the second book of "O", and of the modern, the

"Very interesting choices" She replied. Come closer.

As the students worked their way through their reading, Vicki sat in her char with Foundling on her lap. She had quickly removed her panties and did not appear to be surprised to find she was not a virgin.

"How many times have you been used girl?" She inquired.

"I was lent or rented out every time my master could not pay a gambling debt or to raise money to pay the bills" She replied.

"How did you end up with that policeman?' Mistress Vicki asked.

"My master was his younger brother, and one day last week the principle of my school called me in to his office and told me my father had collapsed and apparently died of a heart attack while at the horse races. When they checked out his family connections, Commander Evans was his only relative, so they packed me off in a car with a State Child welfare officer who dropped me into his hands just last Friday" Foundling repeating the story Evans had told her to recite if questioned.

"Does he sleep with you like his brother did?" Vicki asked. Or does he even know you are a fully trained little sex slave?'

"Heavens no. He was very upset at my arrival and called in some guy in a truck who changed the lock on his bedroom door and added a huge deadbolt to the inside. He gave me the only keys and now sleeps on the couch in the living room. Commander Evans says that one of the empty rooms upstairs will be made into my room as soon as he can arrange it" Foundling went on with her fictional story.

"So after being used just about every day for years, you now end up living with a virulent Alpha male who will never even consider touching you, never mind fucking your little brains out" Vicki soothingly told her.

"Probably not, he even prefers it when I walk just behind and beside him so he does not have to hold my hand" Foundling sadly told her.

"Poor little sex slave. We girls should stick together. She smiled as her fingers probed Foundlings tight lips. We should at least reward you for our morning orgasm" Mistress Vicki wickedly smiled.

"Class, Let me introduce your new classmate. Foundling Evans. She belongs to the commander of our Counties Police forces. And is here, as you all are because you are insolent little sluts who need to be taught to obey"

Turn to page twenty four of your math book and do lines eleven to twenty. " If anyone has a legitimate question, please raise your hand. I will be around to deliver three across the palm and assist you with working out any mathematical problems". Mistress Vicki informed her class. "Please excuse any moans and other noises escaping from Foundlings mouth"

Mistress Vicki then led the dumbfounded Foundling to the front corner of the room near the door. She retrieved a TV style remote from her pocket and assisted Foundling to kneel down and pass the handcuffed hand under her feet so they were at the front.

Standing in the corner she told Foundling to raise her hands and looked up to see a set of leather manacles descending from the ceiling. "Tough punishments for screwing up in this class" She thought.

Vicki attached the leather cuffs below the metal handcuffs and stepping back. Touched the UP button.

A soft moan drifted out of the lips of her new student. This pleased her and she knew more were to come.

Returning to her desk she drew out an adult sized battery operated dildo with ribbed flanges. Walking over to Foundling hanging in the corner. She picked up a spreader bar standing in the corner.

Holding it up for Foundling to see, she ordered the tearful female. "Spread Em, Wide. Girl"

Attaching one cuff end to her left ankle she swiftly secured the right and then adjusted the spreader bar as far as she could. Forcing another groan out of her victim's lips.

Smiling evilly she held up the vibrating Dildo. "I am going to shove this as far up as I can. If you let it drop out, I will tell Evans I need to have you over for the entire weekend. She warned the sniffling young girl. And this will be the mildest thing that will happen to you"

Carrying out her threat, Foundling gasped as the dildo was bored into her slit. Twisting the base to activate it, Vicki looked up at the suspended Foundling as her eyes rolled beck and her tiny body trembled.

"Yep, It's one of our favorites. And I am sure it will soon be yours" Her new teachers words just barley penetrated Foundlings mind as it was commandeered by rising multiple orgasms.

Mistress Vicki then moved about her class, assisting with their math problems, not even looking up as her new student quivered, gasped and moaned as the device in her twat bumped and ground her through orgasm after orgasm.

"Lunchtime", Mistress Vicki announced and the students left their desks and filled out of the class in two lines by height.

She thumbed the control and Foundling descended until her feet were on the floor. She was obviously almost delirious from the continuous stimulation of her sex organs by the powerful vibrator.

"You can share my lunch" Mistress Vicki told her, stuffing half a sandwich in her mouth. I hope you like roast beef.

An hour later the door opened and the class double filled back into their places.

"Time for social studies" Mistress Vicki announced. "The left side of the class stand at their desks, lift their skirts and shuck their panties. The right side service them"

The left side of the class immediately obeyed lifting skirts high and their panties slipping off thin legs and dropping to the floor. The other side of the class walked over and kneeling in front of their classmates reached up with their tongs and began pleasing their fellow classmates.

"Social Studies' She told Foundling as she held her chin in her red finger nailed hand. "No matter were you came from, no matter how poor or rich you are. Every female in the world can, and should work hard to please every other one"

Mistress Vicki then slipped the vibrator out of Foundling and licked it as if it were a lollypop. Foundling slumped unconscious in her bounds.

Slap! Slap! Slap! "Wake up Foundling" It is time to be picked up" Mistress Vicki commanded. Foundling was lying in the corner near the door. Mistress Vicki had delivered a slap to her panty less rear and lifting her up with the other hand frog marched her down the hall and into a washroom.

There she washed her face, waking her further up and sitting her up on the countertop. Lifted her skirt up and washed her pubic area of all her sweet juices from the morning of continuous orgasms.

Foundling could now stand a little wobbly on her legs. And with Mistress Vicki holding her hand. Walked to the office at the front of the school. Their another police officer was conversing with the principle.

"I guess I wasn't sexy enough to hold on to him. He did not even bother to turn me over to the juvenile authorities himself," A saddened Foundling thought to herself.

"Commander Evans has sent his personal assistant, Captain Mavis to escort you home" She told Little Foundling. Mistress Vicki held out Foundlings hand and Mavis enclosed it in hers.

Foundling looked up at a solid built tanned female about the late twenties, early thirties in age. Muscular build with shoulder length brown hair. Brown eyes and a pretty face. She wore a complete police uniform with pistol, nightstick body armor, stiff brimmed had and mirror sunglasses. . Someone a felon would think twice about taking on.

"She is a little tired from our longer school day than she is used to" Mistress Vicki told them. "And will probably fall asleep right after you feed her"

"What an absolutely marvelous little girl Commander Evans has acquired" Captain Mavis told her she led her to the police car parked outside the front doors. "I have been his personal assistant for years and he never mentioned any family at all to me"

She opened the front passenger door and lifting the tiny child in, swiftly fastened her seatbelt safe.

Foundling looked at this female who now controlled her. It was too soon in their relationship to classify her as user or safe.

"Your uncle is stuck in a political confirmation hearing. He is after ten new police officers and they are stuck at six. My money is on your uncle getting them to pay for eight" She told an uncomprehending Foundling.

We were both going to take you out to the malls for new clothes. But I suspect your uncle is deliberately prolonged the meeting in order that we two girls do the shopping. I was also a military policeman before, and understand tactics.

"But how about we stop at a McDonalds and stuff our faces?" The new controller smiled down at Foundling.

"Never refused food" Sex Slave lessons number one in the survival list. Foundry thought. Yes you can buy my "Happy Face" with food.

Foundry looked up at Captain Mavis" Can I order everything I always wanted?" She asked in her "Little Girl" voice.

Certainly sweetheart" Mavis replied.

"This was going to be so easy," Foundling thought to herself.

They entered an outlet of the restaurant and Foundling for the first time since she had initialized this mornings shower sex actually had control of what she did, when and how. Such freedom both pleased and frightened her. She reveled in the ability to choose, even if it was only her food. But years of stringent training told her it was very wrong.

So she reverted to what she was trained to do. When taken out among non-owners, act as a perfect little normal girl. Once her mind had decided that path Foundling calmed down. She was after all a perfect mimic and consummate actress.

Mavis's detective skills detected a sudden lightness in this little girl's actions. As if she had taken on a whole new personality, or decided to act one out.

But maybe someone or something that had happened recently had traumatized her. Or maybe the events that had landed her in Commander Evans lap. That teacher who handed her over seemed to her the concerned, dedicated type. But her red hair, tall athletic build, ultrahigh-heeled boots and stern face might just strike a little fear into a new student.

Or maybe that was the whole idea. Mavis had pulled the stern scene when interrogating crooks. And supposed teachers did to control the large classes they had to teach these days.

Anyway the policewoman and the child had a very happy time at the restaurant. Foundling had never been exposed to "Happy Meals" and was truthfully delighted at the toys that came with them. Except for a leather teddy bear, she really had never been allowed to play with toys that were not from a sex shop.

Seated in another booth two elderly people were also enjoying dinner. They were as typical a retired couple as you could ask for. Martin a retired postal worker and Mandy his retired grade school teacher wife. Forgettable faces, forgettable car. That was one thing they really tried to be, forgettable.

As they were the most successful child kidnappers in the business. Their current assignment was collecting the little girl put up as collateral on a Superbowl game bet. The better had lost and they were contracted to pick her up. The girl's current owner had fled and they were on his trail. All they had was a Polaroid, taken from above as the girl serviced the photographers cock. Not a great shot, but that was it.

But even professionals have to stop and eat. These two were taking advantage of the senior's discounts on food and lodgings offered by the cities brochures, found in gas stations.

Both groups had no incling their paths would cross eventually.Only one would be pleased at the result.