FOUNDLING: AND THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE EDUCATIONAL?

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

Foundling swam like a fish and managed to survive Vicki's class without receiving anymore attention. But Melissa, a relatively poor swimmer never got out of the shallow end.

"The ones who still cannot barley tread water will be scheduled for after school swimming class. Mistress Vicki ordered. And each will have to have to bring another classmate as a helper. All of you girls will be punished together if the poorest cannot swim by the end of the month"

Foundling just knew she had better get Melissa swimming like a fish by then or both their ass's would be fore fit.

As they toweled off in front of the stone wall of shelves, the girls looked at the shallow round; leather lined area just behind them. Vicki was standing in it and talking to six little nude girls chained up for household duties.

"That was the favorite venue of the previous coach. Vicki was telling the six nude girls standing in front of her. Locate the special oils and the urns they were kept in. Just because a female is now in charge in here, it does not mean it should go unused"

They finished getting dressed and formed up for their next class in the hall outside. The gong echoed through the halls and they started off at a quick pace. Oral class was next and as it was held in a class at the front of the school, it would take almost all the allotted time between classes to get their. Unfortunately there was quite a few classes trying to get right across the school building at the same time.

The start classes gong sounded just as they started to file into Mistress Belia's class. She came from a long line of courtesans and had been famous for her oral skills even in the harem she had eventually escaped from.

"Get to your places" She ordered the girls as the eventually filed in. The sad faced girls each knelt down in front of the atomically correct nude male mannequin they were assigned to by rotation. Many were adult size, but some were of younger aged males.

"Asses Bare" Mistress Belia ordered and each kneeling girl flipped up her skirt over her waist, exposing her tender firm little ass.

"Start pleasing your masters" She ordered and all the little girls began caressing the rubber penises of the mannequin in front of them with their tong. Muffled cries, screams and please for mercy echoed out into the k hallway as Mistress Belia walked down the rows of sucking girls indiscriminately applied a long thin bamboo switch to the up thrust rears of her students.

In her office watching her wall of monitors, Sister A smiled at the sounds and scenes emanating from the Mistress Belia's class. She was almost as proficient with a switch as she was at turning out very well trained oral sex slaves. And she had almost refused to accept payment for doing something she delighted in, Sister A remembered.