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Warning:
This story depicts explicit sex. If you are under the legal age of
consent in your country or are offended by this type of material or if
you reside where it is illegal to possess such material, read no further.
This story may be redistributed freely and without charge as long as all
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This is the first installment of a new series about the "Academy" - a
secret school for training man-breakers. More sections may follow if the
initial feedback is favorable. Enjoy.
-head2fat-
Nisa Completes Her Initiation
c 2001 Kari Alarus
Nisa Kochsmuller was a new recruit to the Academy. It was her very first
day and she was a bit nervous. For one thing, she'd never lived away
from home before. For another, she'd never been in a place filled with
so many gorgeously healthy and confident women. Amidst all this feminine
majesty, Nisa was feeling a just a little intimidated.
Lina Ruell, the Director of the Academy, had especially cleared her busy
calendar to be present at this particular girl's initiation. Apparently,
an awesome reputation preceded young Lina. Already at the tender age of
ten, she'd "broken" every male member of her family tree.
"Breaking" was a euphemistic term for cock-taming - permanently horning
men on a woman's sexual "attributes". Besides being an elite preparatory
institute for modern young women, the Academy was a secret school for
training man-breakers.
To look at sweet Nisa in the baggy sweats and sneakers she arrived in you
might imagine her being a minor temptation to just a few men, but you'd
be dead wrong. The girl was already 5', but was extremely curvy for a
ten-year old. Nisa had nice firm breasts that stood out proudly from
her slim frame. She had wide hips with a relatively small waist, yet she
still retained traces of a young girl's round tummy. Her firm strong
legs were nicely formed and muscled with strong beautiful ankles. Make
no mistake, though. In her typical revealing attire with her "war"
make-up on, she was simply devastating to the male half of the species.
The shorthaired blue-eyed blonde had reportedly drained so much cum from
three of her uncles that they could no longer power full erections.
Nisa's dad had been a dramatic early casualty, yet his affliction was
just the opposite. He'd acquired a perpetual (and often painful) boner
from the merciless teasing antics of his salacious daughter. Nisa had
already buried two grandfathers; having gotten them so aroused by her
naughty sex play that their poor hearts gave out. A dozen or so male
cousins literally worshipped the young temptress.
Her 14-year old brother had been the first family member to succumb to
Nisa's deadly charms. Sadly, though, he quickly became a basket case.
Nisa had so rudely and repeatedly abused him that his cock had begun to
spurt like a fountain at the mere thought of her. At last check, he was
in the hospital being intravenously fed with a special formula to replace
his constantly depleted vital fluids. The long-term prognosis for him
was not very good.
Teresa Noble, from the Director's personal staff, was assigned to guide
young Nisa through her initiation.
Nisa's first test was to present herself in attire stylish and sexy
enough to impress the initiation committee. Four of its five seats were
appointed by the Director - two senior and two junior faculty members.
The fifth committee seat was reserved for the top point-earner from this
year's graduating class. The initiation committee was, of course, all
women - extremely powerful and sexy women.
This test didn't worry Nisa one bit. Carrying a large gym bag, she'd
come well prepared. Being the only daughter of a fabulously wealthy
high-tech entrepreneur did have its advantages.
Nisa emerged from the dressing room in strappy heels and an ankle-length,
body hugging, see-through, beaded, cream dress. The dress was elegantly
slit all the way up one side. With a devilishly sinuous strut, the girl
flashed glimpses of her neatly trimmed blond pubes with nearly every
step. Nearly bare, but not quite, her pretty pubes were kept "modest" by
the sheerest of nylon panties.
Among its other special features, the dress was backless all the way down
to the crack of Nisa's tight little ass. Two spaghetti straps that
crossed at the top of the back elegantly held up the garment. Other
than that, there were no bra straps to mar the delicious canvas that the
girl's bare back presented.
Unencumbered by any bra, Nisa's firm young breasts were magnificently
displayed through the tight see-through fabric. Her long nipples, now
fully erect, poked naughtily through a pair of ingenious hand-stitched
slits. Small platinum rings pierced both nipples. Diamond and platinum
studs pierced both ears. A stunning necklace of pearls and diamonds
showcased the girl's long regal neck.
Completing the look, Nisa had applied just enough make-up to highlight
her large luminous blue eyes and full dark lips. Untainted by powder or
creams of any kind, the young girl's flawless skin radiated a wondrous
supernatural glow.
The committee members' mouths all dropped at Nisa's appearance in the
fabulous garment. The young girl looked so luscious in that outfit that
several committee members had wanted to fuck her right then and there.
Needless to say, Nisa passed her first test.
"Very well done, young lady" Teresa appreciatively declared. "Take a
few moments to relax, because you'll soon need to prepare for the flag-
raising trial."
"Miss Noble, what is that, exactly?" Nisa queried.
"Come over here to this window, and see for yourself", Teresa replied.
Behind the plate glass was a huge room with 60 men of all ages shackled
to the three far walls. Each man faced forward. Each was naked except
for a tiny leather harness fitted to the base of his limp cock. A small
white flag hung from a short post attached to each harness.
Nisa immediately noticed that, to a man, their cocks were all quite well
developed. There wasn't a limp dick in the lineup shorter than 6" or
smaller than 2" in diameter.
"Nisa, your challenge is to see how many flags you can raise in 60
seconds." Teresa began. "Just remember, no physical contact is allowed."
Physical contact or not, a cloud of doubt flashed across the young girl's
face. "I can see that that might be a little difficult Miss Noble, since
every guy's cock seems to be harnessed to a 1-pound weight" Nisa moaned.
"You're exactly right young lady. Just try to do your best, anyway",
Teresa reprised.
To meet this challenge, Nisa decided to play the total slut. Why not,
since she'd already had so much success with it? And, wow, did the young
temptress dress the part!
Nisa emerged so sluttily attired that no red-blooded male could have
possibly resisted her. Her pretty feet with their red-painted nails
were encased in white chunky heels standing nearly 8 inches off the
ground. A heavily slashed second-skin silver-blue rubber microdress and
ripped black mesh stockings showcased her gently curved body and firm
shapely legs. The rubber garment was so mercilessly short that her
trimmed blonde bush was completely exposed. Oval platinum rings hanging
pendulously from her stretched labia glinted in the harsh indoor light.
The words "Daddy's Fuck Slut" were rudely scrawled in red lipstick across
the front of the rubber dress. The girl's firm young tits were squeezed
rather nastily through fist-sized rough-cut holes in the chest of the
rubber garment. The platinum nipple rings that she'd cleverly left on
drew immediate attention to Nisa's obvious state of arousal.
A large V had been roughly chopped in the back hem of the rubber dress to
bare most of her tight round ass. The words "Fuk me here" were crudely
scrawled across her asscheeks in black pencil, with a large arrow
pointing to her tight brown rosebud.
Nisa's plump pouting lips were thick swatches of shiny red. Her
captivating eyes were seductive ovals of heavily applied black pencil
with luminous blue centers. Her skin was heavily powdered to give her a
doll's complexion, but she'd deliberately smudged the make-up to achieve
a "cheap whore" look. Her arms were covered with shiny bracelets from
wrist to elbow. Her nails sported sensuous black extensions. To cap if
all off, Nisa wore a black wig with long girlish pigtails. Tiny black
crosses hung from her ears.
Nisa strutted into the room chewing gum, wildly pitching her pigtails,
and shaking her tight little ass with her hands on her hips. She looked
every bit a sex-drenched ten-year old going on 18. There was a wild
wanton look in her eyes as she lasciviously licked her full-red lips.
She stopped abruptly upon reaching the center of the room and spat the
gum out. Next, she slowly pirouetted three times to give each shackled
man a good hard look at her salacious get-up. Then she dropped
something from her left hand and cried "Ooops". At that moment, every
guy there knew what was going to happen.
Nisa turned around, spread her legs apart, and bent over. The rubber
dress hiked up brazenly over her bare butt. Her free-hanging tits
wobbled tantalizingly like mounds of aspic. The girl was so flexible
that she could still touch the floor in those chunky platform heels.
Lord, did she have a gloriously nasty crack! The words "Fuk me here"
became indelibly etched in the brain of every single male there. The
unmistakable strain of rising cocks could be seen all over the room.
As Nisa slowly straightened up she deliberately tugged at the short
rubber dress in a feigned attempt to cover her exposed ass and pussy.
This, of course, only made matters worse. The girl had just enough time
left to blow a sultry kiss at her riveted audience before breaking into
giggles and striding out of the room.
Not only did Nisa raise every single flag, but she left several cocks
twitching so violently that their weights were wildly flailing about.
Several male servants had to be called in to settle the guys down enough
to prevent permanent injury.
No initiate had ever accomplished that before. The initiation committee
member were very impressed (and, by now, uncomfortably horny).
"Wow, that was quite a rush!" Nisa gushed, quite pleased with herself.
"Okay, what's next?"
"This time, you have just ten minutes to make as many cocks spurt as you
can. Physical contact is still prohibited." Teresa informed her, still
shaking her head in amazement at the young girl's achievements so far.
"You've got to be kidding, Miss Noble. That's gonna be impossible." Nisa
pouted. "Their hands are all shackled behind their backs."
"Then you'll have to be creative, won't you?" Teresa retorted.
For her preparation Nisa requested a large pitcher of cream and some
cornstarch. She also asked for a wireless microphone, a stool, and the
ability to dim the lights in the room (while keeping a vigilant spotlight
on her). From her infamous gym bag she produced an enormous black dildo
and an anatomically correct infant doll, complete with penis.
After fifteen minutes of preparation, Nisa emerged from the dressing room
ready to "play". She had elected to retain her lewd "flag-raising"
outfit. Even though it may have lost some of it's shock value, there'd
been no real reason to change it.
As requested, a stool had already been placed in the center of the room.
A microphone and a remote for the lighting rested on the seat.
Nisa strode quickly into the room carrying the half-full pitcher in one
hand and a large plastic bag (containing the dildo and the doll) in the
other. She gently deposited her packages at the foot of the stool
before grabbing the mike.
"I'm ten-years old and my daddy fucks the shit out of me!" she began.
"He fucks me in the morning, when I come down for coffee in my short see-
through nightie. He brutally reams me when I later prance downstairs
dressed for school in my nastiest denim cutoffs and a tight cropped top
that doesn't even cover my tits. Damn, do I squeal with pleasure
whenever his horse cock furiously pounds my tight young cunt! Of
course, afterwards I dutifully change into my normal school uniform -
tight white blouse, blazer, and short pleated skirt. Daddy even wants to
fuck me in that, but I don't let him. I always scramble out of the house
before he can shove his monster cock into my sloppy snatch for yet a
third time."
"When I get home from school, and change into an obscenely short little
sundress with frilly white panties, he fucks the devil out of me again.
And heaven help me whenever he catches me trying to sneak out of the
house in this naughty little rubber dress! He really rips my pussy apart
then! Naturally, I deliberately let him catch me. How else could I be
daddy's fuck slut!?"
"Are you guys getting all this? Are you!? Well, how would you like to
be my daddy? Yeah? You'd like that a lot wouldn't you, you filthy
perverts! Well, you can all be my daddy right now!"
Nisa dimmed the lights.
"Imagine that I've just come back from school with red teary eyes and my
school uniform nearly ripped off. My braless tits are hanging out of the
severely ripped blouse. My skirt is torn in several places and my
panties have been ripped away. You can see my exposed pussy whenever I
turn the wrong way, like this .."
Nastily posing in her rubber dress, Nisa graphically demonstrated how
exposed her pussy would be.
"I beg you to let me climb into your lap so that you can comfort me.
Yet, even though you're my loving daddy, and you want to show your
concern, your cock is already starting to stiffen in the thin cotton
trousers you're wearing. My short torn skirt hikes up over my naked ass
as I climb into your hot lap."
Nisa climbed onto the stool and angled her legs so that her entire crack
was lewdly exposed while she "sat".
"To get more comfortable, I wiggle my bare pussy into your hard erection
right through the thin material of your pants. I'm starting to get wet
down there, but I don't worry. You're my daddy. I trust you. I know
you'll take care of me. "
"I tell you that I've just escaped being raped by the junior varsity
football team. They caught me giving the coach head in the middle of
his office."
"Already I notice that your rock-hard cock has started to twitch. Your
arousal is making my pussy extremely wet."
"Anyway, the stupid fuck had left a gap in his blinds just large enough
for someone to peek through. A couple of the players watched me nastily
suck his 8" cock to climax then greedily swallow all of his cum. They
were all waiting for me when I stumbled out of his office. I barely
escaped before they could gang-rape me."
"Now you feel my wetness seep through your pants and start to coat your
cock. You breath is getting rough and you're starting to sweat. You
desperately want to fuck me, and I want so badly to be fucked! 'Daddy,
fuck me and make the pain go away' I cry. You momentarily resist. I'm
your daughter for God's sake! But you quickly relent when I reach down
through my legs and unzip your pants to free your manhood. Your bulging
cock is now caressing my sopping snatch, but I want more. I need to feel
you inside me."
Nisa moaned loudly as she worked the dildo back and forth over her slit
and erect clit. She was extremely wet, as every man there could see.
"Holding your cock with one hand I raise my ass up with the other, then I
slam my hot cunt onto your stiff rod."
Nisa screamed with raw pleasure as she shoved the thick dildo all the way
up her wet snatch.
"Crazed with lust, I buck wildly on your stiff salami. The divine
sensation of my extremely tight cunt forcefully massaging your manhood is
already causing your cock cream to rise."
Nisa lifted up the pitcher with the cream and cornstarch mixture.
"Now I'm rhythmically bouncing up and down on your twitching monster.
You're so damn close, but you try to hold back. Then I tightly clench my
cunt muscles around your cock as my own massive climax takes hold. You
cum. Man, do you cum!"
Nisa was able to balance on her ass while lifting her legs straight out.
That position completely exposed her gaping snatch. Skillfully using the
head of the dildo to spread her pussy lips apart, Nisa poured the thick
creamy slime right into her cunt. Within moments, the mixture had
quickly spilled over onto the stool, and was slowly dripping down to the
floor.
Loud moans and grunts of male climax echoed throughout the room.
"Poor Daddy! You don't even have time to pull out before blasting your
initial load deep inside my steaming cunt. But I'm not even close to
being finished. You still haven't fucked me!"
"As I climb out of your lap, your cock flops out. You're limp, but not
for long. My luscious mouth was made to suck cock. You know this very
well from past experience."
Nisa climbed down from the stool, and placed the anatomically correct
doll on the seat. She positioned her mouth mere inches away from the
doll's tiny prick.
"On my knees, I wrap my warm lips around your sensitive helmet. My long
hot tongue teases lightly over the smooth skin of your glans. Soon,
though, I'm in full cock-suck mode, wildly deep-throating your entire
length. You're already returning to hardness."
As Nisa began to tease the doll's penis with her lips and tongue, it
magically starts to grow. As she starts to take the whole thing in her
mouth, the doll's prick sprouts to almost 6 inches in length and nearly 2
inches in diameter. The sight of such an enormous erection on an infant,
albeit a doll, is lewdly obscene, but undeniably and nastily erotic.
"But I don't stop in time, and again you blow your precious load before I
can pull away."
Nisa pulled away from the doll's distended member just as a stream of
thick cream rifled from a hole in its tip. Looking for all the world
like real cum from a real cock, the image of a baby blasting all this
cream into a 10-year-old girl's face and hair was overwhelmingly obscene.
More moans and groans, and, now, a few screams, rocked the room. The
air was thick with the wailing of men in the throes of involuntary
climax. "Oh my fucking God!" "D-d-d-amn f-f-fucking slut!" "Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck! Holy fuck!" "Arghhhhhhhh!" .. Very quickly, the room was
rife with the singular odor of hot semen.
The lights came back on as Nisa gathered up her things and rushed out of
the room still covered in doll cum. Her time was up. It was now up to
the initiation committee to assess the extent of the "damage" that the
young girl had wrought.
But the committee already had another pressing matter at hand. The five
members were wholly absorbed in the aftermath of their own cataclysmic
climaxes, having frigged themselves senseless throughout Nisa's entire
performance.
Upon Nisa's return from the room, Teresa Noble quickly composed herself,
reluctantly pulling her fingers out of her own sopping snatch. "Nisa,
let's give the committee a few minutes to arrive at their decision" she
suggested quite diplomatically, as she ushered the young girl back to the
dressing room. "Oh, and please excuse me while I attend to some urgent
unfinished business" Teresa blurted as she raced down the hall to her
office.
After what had seemed like an eternity, the initiation committee finally
asked Nisa to present herself. The decision was unanimous. She had
successfully completed her initiation and would begin classes the next
day. All that remained was the welcoming ceremony later that evening.
The committee members all congratulated Nisa with respectful hugs and
kisses on the cheek. Although sorely tempted to jump the young girl's
bones, they had all been sternly warned beforehand by the Director not to
force themselves on her quite yet.
As it turned out, Nisa had gotten nearly 75% of the men to involuntarily
blast their lava before her time had expired. Given another 10 minutes
she could have probably smoked the entire group. It was, by far, the
highest percentage that any initiate had heretofore achieved.
Having finally returned from her urgent "errand", Teresa Noble
congratulated the young lady herself. Then she offered to show the young
girl to her room, before taking her on a full tour of the Academy's
prestigious campus. As they walked, Teresa filled Nisa in on some of
the Academy's history....
* * * *
Although the Academy was strictly for women, Nisa had noticed plenty of
men about. One of the first things that she'd wanted to know was where
all the men came from and why were they there.
Teresa related the following:
"The men are here to serve the women. They perform nearly all of the
menial tasks at the Academy."
"All are captive slaves. The majority must be shackled for the
protection of the students. But many, having proved their
trustworthiness [more on that later], are allowed some limited freedom
while performing urgent errands for the students and staff. Finally,
there are an elite few who [after rigorous trials] have earned the
privilege to personally 'service' the women here."
"The great majority of our slaves are 'solicited' for duty here by ARM
(the Academy's Retrieval Mission). ARM is a crack voluntary group of
highly trained physically gifted students. Its task is to supply the
Academy with a steady stream of male 'subjects'."
"Many of our slaves are vermin that few on the outside would miss - sex
offenders, child molesters, wife-beaters, escaped criminals, wanted
fugitives, and such. Once they've been solicited for 'service' to the
Academy, these men never again return to the general populace. The only
way for them to end their term of 'service' here is by dying.
"Quite a few of our captives ended up 'volunteering' for service after
making the fatal mistake of sexually harassing an ARM member in the
field. Of course, these women specialize in provoking this. You can
believe me when I tell you that these young women can capably defend
themselves. Naturally, every young lady here learns to do that. But ARM
members hold the added distinction of being bonafide lethal weapons."
"Occasionally, when significantly younger men are needed for special
'duties' at the Academy, urban runaway boys are kidnapped for several
days of captive labor before being returned to the streets. Inevitably,
a few exceptionally endowed specimens are allowed to remain at the
Academy to train as privileged consorts."
Teresa wrapped up her account just as they arrived at Nisa's room.
"Nisa, here we are - your new home away from home."
"Thank you so much, Miss Noble ...", Nisa began.
"Just call me Teresa", Teresa interrupted.
"Okay. Teresa." she cried as she embraced the older woman.
As she opened the door to her new home, Nisa paused and turned around.
"Just one more thing, Teresa. Do you think I have a chance to become an
ARM member?"
"Nisa, I have no doubt that if you apply yourself here, you'll have an
ARM invitation before the year is out. Why else do you think we
recruited you?" Teresa replied. "Anyway, I'll be back around 4pm to
take you on the tour. See you then," she added. Teresa then turned and
strode back to her office.
Once in the room, Nisa dropped her bag to the floor and plopped herself
on her new bed. She relished having a few private moments to take in
all that had happened and to fantasize about what her future here might
hold.
[To be continued]
-head2fat-
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