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TRAINING THE TWINS (C) February 2002
BOOK ONE OF TWO - Part 5 of 8
(Mgg,MFfm,Rom,coerced,nc,1st.time,teen,spk,menst,bdsm,etc)

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer'sCramp

The Characters:
Sally Gordon, aged 35, divorced 7 years, blue-eyed blonde, attractive,
shy, little self-confidence.
Samantha Gordon, her daughter aged 13/14, blonde and pubescent, shy.
Wesley Gordon, her son aged 13/14, dark haired, twin of Samantha,
shy but intrigued with female anatomy.
Vincent Gamble, Sally's boss
Jeremy Saunders (Jerry), Sally's new found friend and future husband,
dominant and demanding once he becomes irreplaceable.

The Covenant Members:
Fellows Family:
Benjamin, aged 45, a doctor specializing in cosmetic surgery,
Faith, his wife, aged 42,
Bethany, aged 16, shy and extremely self-conscious, long blonde hair,
Aimee, aged thirteen, demure and easily embarrassed, light brunette.

Borack Family:
Izador, aged 47, a so-called minister of religion,
Franzescha, his wife, aged 31, fresh and willing, dark hair,
Marie-Louise, aged 14, brainwashed from an early age to obey implicitly,
black hair,
Christopher, aged thirteen, wimpish,
Lee-Anne, aged twelve, cheeky and attempts anything but careful not to
upset her parents.

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Chapter Sixteen
		The men reluctantly agreed. Before we brought
		little Bethany back to face her sentence we decided to give our
		group a name.

		'Form a circle by holding your arms around
		your partner's waist. We are going to make a covenant
		together,' I told them then they repeated word for word what I
		spoke. 'We hereby covenant with each other to uphold the
		wishes of the majority, to protect the secrets we share no
		matter what the situation, to accept each other's wishes
		without objection, to never refuse another's desires and to love
		each other beyond any love woman has for man.'

		It gave each of us an incredible feeling of unity
		and we hugged one another for several minutes, even the guys
		did if a little reticent but at least we didn't go and kiss each
		other like the women did.

		Then as a final gesture I declared that
		henceforth we shall be known as "The Covenant". They
		clapped the decision and I knew I was entrenched as their
		leader for as long as I wished.

		We resumed our places and Faith brought
		Bethany back to face the Judges decision. I made her kneel
		with her head bowed for several minutes before I spoke.

	"Oh, Sally, she looked so beautiful, kneeling
before us."

		'In considering all the aspects of this case I
		have decided you are indeed guilty of all the charges made
		against you. There is no excuse for someone as mature as you,
		a young woman, to intrude on other people's privacy as you
		did and because of that your sentence will be severe.'
		She gasped at that, absolute shock on her face
		as she looked up at me.

		'Bow your head, woman,' I growled and she
		instantly obeyed. 'I have decided that your naughty ways
		would never be corrected in just one punishment so have
		decided several sessions will be required. Do I have your
		assurance that you will abide by decisions in every way, no
		matter how harsh they may seem to you? Well?'

		'Ye... Yes, Sir, I promise I will be good.'

		'We shall see. Just be warned that you will not
		enjoy what lies in store for you in any way but you are honour-
		bound to obey every demand made of you. Is that understood?'

		'Yes, Sir," she whimpered, crying silently now.

		'And one more thing, young woman, object in
		any way to what you will encounter, refuse to obey at any time
		and you will rue the day, I promise. Are we understood?'

		'Yes, Sir. Oh please, Sir, please don't hurt me
		too much,' she whimpered.

		'That is our decision not yours. Bethany
		Fellows, you have been found guilty of grave sexual crimes
		and are sentenced to be removed from here to a place where
		the execution...'

		'No,' she screamed. 'You can't kill me,'
		she cried out in horror as she slumped to the floor.

		I held my hand up for her mother not to
		comfort her as I continued. '...where the execution of
		punishments will begin immediately. Court is dismissed. We
		will retire to the livingroom forthwith,' I declared, cracking a
		wooden mallet onto the desk.

		Faith went to her daughter's side but
		instead of giving comfort she spoke quite tersely. 'Get up
		Bethany and take your punishment like a woman. Stop that
		sniffling this minute or I'll punish your bottom right here and
		now.'

		'Mummy, I don't want to be...'

		A loud crack sounded and the girl shouted,

		'Ouch,' as she began to rub her behind. She was left in no
		doubt about her fate.

		A few adjustments were made to the furniture so
		we sat in a circle of armchairs and settees with Bethany again
		kneeling in the centre, most concerned at her predicament. I
		held a jockey's whip which looked positively lethal and she
		was reminded that this would fall on her tenderest parts if she
		decided not to obey.

		'Tonight, you will receive a spanking from each
		of us as a preliminary and then as you embarrassed us so
		much, you too will be made to do certain things that will
		embarrass you. You have no reason to refuse, is that not so?'

		'Yes, Mr. Saunders," she agreed.

		She was sent to Franzescha's side and put over
		her knee where four spanks were administered as hard as she
		could. Then she had to progress to each one who also gave her
		four hard wacks. Izador took great delight when she cried out
		for the first time and after that she screamed then a few strokes
		later sank into a delirium of sobbing. Her bottom was hot to
		touch when she laid over my knees. She still wore her
		nightdress, panties and bra but they were soon to be discarded.

		I too landed my four spanks and made her return to each
		spanker, thank them for her spanking and kiss them with an
		adult kiss. She knew what I meant but had probably never got
		past watching those kinds of kisses on television.

		Faith helped her greatly, swamping her
		daughter's mouth with her own and kissing passionately. Her
		father did the same, enjoying this new intimacy with his
		daughter. So did the others; so did I. She was breathing
		heavily as I stood her up on her feet.

		'Please remove your panties, Bethany and hand them to me.'

		Her eyes shot up into mine and her face was
		aghast. I stared back at her and tapped the whip in my hand.
		She blushed and slipped them down. Ben and Izador got an eye
		full as she was bending over but I knew my time was coming.
		She couldn't look into my face this time but handed the
		garment over, blushing furiously. I purposefully looked at the
		crotch and saw it was well stained. She had been lubricating
		for quite sometime.

		'Now please go to your mother, raise your
		nightdress and tell her she may look at your pussy. Keep your
		legs wide apart, Bethany. You will remain still no matter what
		happens until she tells you to move to the next person. Do it
		now, Bethany,' I said firmly.

		She actually cried out a loud, 'No,' and swept
		her eyes around the room seeking protection from someone,
		anyone, but none came.

		I've never seen anyone blush as deeply as she
		did then, standing in front of her mother, others looking on
		while she lifted her nightdress for all to see, and worst of all,
		her feet wide apart. Her mother patted her legs wider. 'You'll
		have to do exactly what you're told, Bethany, or you'll feel the
		whip on your bottom. My, you are pretty down there, darling.
		Such a nice little bush of hair and I can see the lips poking out.
		Why haven't you shown me before, darling? It's so beautiful.
		No, don't look away, look into my eyes, baby, I want you to do
		that, understand?'

		The girl nodded.

		'Now remain quite still please,' Faith, told her
		as she reached out and cupped her daughter's vulva. It was
		incredible to watch their faces, the girl and her mother, one
		being molested, the other molesting, humiliation versus
		excitement. 'Lick my finger, Bethany,' she was told as her
		mother forced her wet finger between the girl's lips. 'Now visit
		your Daddy.'

		'Daddy...?' the girl whispered as she stood in
		front of him. 'Please look at my pussy.'

	I tell you, Sally, Ben nearly shot his load. So did I, it was so sexy.

		'Are you truly my virgin girl, Bethany?'

		'Yes, Daddy.'

		'Open wide, pet. Let Daddy feel.'

		"Oh, Daddy, you shouldn't,' she wailed but
		made no any effort to stop him.

		He penetrated the young vulva with his finger
		and we could all see his hand moving in and out, poking to the
		limit of her barrier. 'Ben, be careful,' Faith whispered at one
		stage. 'That's enough for now, baby, give the others a go.'

		He withdrew and purposefully sucked his finger
		clean in front of his blushing daughter. 'We will do this again,
		soon, little one. It is good for you, you know.'

		`He told her to visit Aunt Franzescha and she
		repeated her invitation. Franzescha took the child onto her
		knees and hugged her tightly, kissing her deeply. I think she
		used her tongue for the youngster pulled her nose at one time,
		probably shocked at feeling another's tongue fighting for
		entrance. She gently pulled the short hairs until the girl winced
		then kissed her again and patted her bottom. We will have lots
		of time to play with your beautiful pussy, little one. Go and
		visit Uncle Izador.'

		Bethany hated every moment of her torture, it
		wasn't because they were hurting her, but the hurt inside felt
		devastating. And now Uncle Izador bent forward and pulled
		her towards him, clasping his hands around her still sore
		bottom. 'Let Uncle kiss that sweet fanny,' he sighed as he
		leaned over and poked his tongue into the virgin crease. He
		held her so tightly she couldn't stop him from the vile task. At
		least she thought it was vile. How could anyone lick a girl's
		pussy, she must have been thinking.

		When she stood in front of me I said, 'Bethany I
		want you to remove your nightdress and your bra please. Right
		now.' She seemed almost in a daze as she conformed. Naked
		she was as I reached out and touched a thirteen year old's
		small titties for the first time. It was to change my whole
		thinking about young girls. I loved   it, making her stand still
		while I ran my hands over the little peaks and watched the
		tears flowing down her cheeks from embarrassment. She had
		no choice but to allow me full access and in front of so may
		others, her parents included.

		'Do you think you understand a little of what we
		felt when we found you spying on out private affairs,
		Bethany?'

		'Yes, Sir, I do now. I'm truly sorry.'

		'Of course you are, but I think it's mostly that
		you're sorry for getting caught rather than for what you
		actually did, isn't that the truth?'

		'Yes, Sir, I'm sorry.'

		I held my finger level with her pussy and told
		her to stroke herself on it. She wiggled herself forward and
		eventually made contact but her co-ordination wasn't that
		good and she gained little stimulation. I patted her pussy and
		sent her to show her mother. By the time she had done the
		rounds again she looked sheepish and bewildered, perhaps she
		found the touching stimulating, I'm not sure but she was a very
		compliant young lady by then. It was well after one o'clock in
		the morning by now and she was probably quite tired but I
		wanted one more humiliation to end the day, make my
		followers happy and give the youngster something to
		remember.

		'Bethany, please lay out on the floor between us
		and spread your legs as wide as you can. Show your pussy to
		everyone, open it with your fingers. Good girl, does it feel nice,
		showing everyone like that?'

		'It feels awful, Sir, Oh, please let me go,' she
		pleaded. It was wonderful. I made her pull her heels into her
		bottom so she was quite exposed to everyone's view. 'Daddy,
		you can have the privilege of giving your daughter her first
		orgasm. Use just your fingers.'

		'Oh, thank you, my leader,' he responded with
		glee in his eyes. He took no time to kneel between her legs and
		gently kissed her pussy, then made her flinch when his tongue
		wet her clit. Then he began to masturbate the youngster. We
		were all aroused when almost as soon as he started she began
		to moan and twist her head about but she made no move to
		stop him. She was obviously already well aroused and her clit
		must have been aching for release because she came within a
		minute of him beginning. As her legs straightened and her
		whole body quivered from the climax he continued his
		pleasuring and before she had a chance to calm herself down,
		she was in the throes of a second climax within thirty seconds
		of the first. She was screeching so loudly, Faith was concerned
		their other daughter might be woken up and come to
		investigate. I indicated to Ben that he had to stop and let her
		rest. We were all with her in spirit, happy for her pleasure and
		wanting to know how she enjoyed it.

		'It was terrible, Sir. I thought I was going to
		die,' she bemoaned.

		'But you had an orgasm; had you experienced
		anything like that before, Bethany?'

		'Nothing like that, Sir, no never.'

		'But you enjoyed the experience?'

		"I was ashamed, Sir."

		'But did you like it?'

		'You said you would punish me if I enjoyed any
		part of my punishment.'

		'I will punish you more if you don't tell the truth.'

		'It was...it was wonderful. I never thought
		anything could feel so good. Please don't punish me, Sir, I
		couldn't help but enjoy that.'

		'Then you'd better go and thank him, don't you think?'

		After she had done so I gave her instructions for
		the coming week. 'For the rest of this week, Bethany, you will
		not wear any underwear at all, no matter where you go and
		you will not wear any night clothes to bed.'

		"But, Sir, I have to go to school,' she reminded me.

		"Not even to school. You'll just have to be extra
		careful no one sees up your skirt, won't you? On Tuesday,
		Wednesday and Friday evenings after you have finished your
		homework, your mother will deliver you to my house where
		you will receive further punishment and instructions that all
		young girls should know about but most don't. As from today,
		you will obey each of us in every way, there are no exceptions
		and I suspect on Monday and Thursday nights your parents
		may have special things for you to do. You will of course obey
		them completely. Now, apologise to each one of us for what
		you did, kiss them goodnight then run up to bed.'

		She completed that task rather quickly and even
		ran from the room as she had been instructed.

		'So what about us, leader?' Izador asked.

		'They've got the girl all day and you have for three nights, we
		have no-one.'

		'You've got a son and two daughters who need
		to be eased into your way of thinking. I'm sure you can report
		some progress when we meet in a week's time. Hmmm?'

		'If you don't stop, Jerry, he'll be making a nasty
		mess of himself,' Franzescha complained. 'Innocence is his
		greatest desire but for the last few years he has been starved of
		that. Now he has the chance to taste it again. We'll think of
		something,' she added, patting her husband's bottom.
		We all agreed it had been the best night of all
		and left for home.

	"Jeremy, can we find a nice shady spot to sit down for a
moment," Sally asked as he finished that segment of the story. It was a
beautiful walk and there were plenty of places to rest. "I don't want to
rest, I want you to make love to me, please," she pleaded. "I am so
aroused, like never before. Please let's do it now instead of waiting."
	"So, my little cutie-pie wants to fuck? Oh, you naughty
girl. Use your finger, I'll watch."
	"Nooo, make love to me, Jeremy. Look we're naked
and I'm willing, what's holding you back? If you want, just use my
body for your own pleasure but please do it now.'
	"You're too eager, madam. I should spank you instead.
We said no sex and we meant it. Perhaps James can satisfy you this
evening while I watch. How about it, Sally?"
	"No, damn you, I want you, your cock inside me, now. I
want to come twice like your other conquests. Besides, you can't let
James have me like that, not yet at least. I haven't had a man for so
long I feel like a virgin again and I want you to be the one to make me
a whole woman once more."
	"Hmm, I'll take that under consideration."
	"Make love to me, Jeremy," she moaned
	"No," he laughed at her. "Just masturbate and you'll
feel better."
	"It's not the same. Pleeease, Jeremy," she pleaded one
last time, rolling onto her back with her legs wide open. "I need you so
much."
	"So, be patient. Maybe I just want to make you aroused
then let you down with a thud, that might very well please me. Starve
the lady of sex while I enjoy myself with young girls. Would you
object?"
	"No," she admitted and gave up her quest for relief.

Chapter Seventeen
		I looked forward to her visit on Wednesday
		night more than anything in my life. Here I was being offered a
		thirteen year old to do with as I wished, knowing she would
		fully comply, what's more. When the doorbell rang I had to
		force myself to calm down.

		'I am here, Sir,' she said quietly as she walked
		past me into my private world. Her mother had dressed her in
		no more than a dressing gown, which she removed without me
		saying a word. Underneath she wore underclothes, very
		tasteful sexy underwear, a small bra and panty set together
		with matching suspender and stockings. Everything was in pink
		and she looked absolutely gorgeous.

		'Have you behaved yourself, Bethany?'

		'Yes, Sir. I have been a good girl.'

		'Tell me about last night,' I said, eager to hear
		what they had put her through.

		'Last night? Oh, it was terrible, Sir. They made
		me...' she began then burst into tears.

		I was becoming a little tired of her hysterics and
		told her that would be the last time she failed to answer my
		questions. The next time she would be severely beaten.

		'They made me... I had to go to bed with them
		and I was naked because...'

		'Yes, yes, I know I told you not to wear anything
		to bed. Get on with it, girl.'

		'Mommy made me kiss Daddy's... Daddy's uhm,
		penis. It was big and swollen and I thought he had a disease or
		something. It was leaking too.'

		'And?'

		"So I kissed it with my mouth on the tip where it
		was all wet. Some stuck to my lips and Mommy made me lick it
		off. Then I had to lick Mommy's pussy for such a long time and
		she showed me where she liked it best, right on that little
		pimple. I got scared when she started moaning and crying out
		but Daddy made me keep doing it. My mouth got very tired but
		she had an organ just like me the other night.'

		'An organ, eh? So you're becoming an expert
		pussy licker. But do I detect you didn't like doing it, Bethany?'

		'I felt terrible. I always feel terrible doing sex things.'

		'Did anything else happen?'

		'Then Daddy made me cuddle into him with my
		back and he kept whispering things to me. He said I was doing
		very well and if I continued to be good I might earn my
		reprieve from punishment in a month or so. He stroked my
		bosoms for a while and Mommy touched my... She stroked my
		clitty, she called it, to make me feel nice again. I didn't have
		another organ like last time but it felt nice. I think Daddy had
		one because he bucked all over the place but he also peed on
		me because he made my back all wet. Mommy sent me to bed
		then and told me I couldn't wash his pee off until morning.'

		'That's what we're going to talk about tonight,
		Bethany. But first you deserve some more punishment.' I then
		slipped her panties down her legs and undid her bra and took
		it off. 'Do you feel punished at having to show your private
		places to me?'

		'Yes,' she admitted and was again on the verge of tears.

		'If you are very good and do everything I tell
		you, I will give you another orgasm before you go home. O.K.?
		It's called an orgasm. An organ is what your Daddy has
		between his legs.'

		'Yes,' she whispered.

		'I know you don't like this, Bethany but men
		want to touch girl's private places and you have to get used to
		it. Every girl has to, no matter what they say or what their
		mother's tell them, girls are made to give men pleasure and
		men like to put their hands up girl's skirts and inside their
		blouses. Has anyone ever done that to you?'

		'Only last Saturday night, Sir.'

		'You must never stop any of the five of us from
		feeling you up, Bethany. Even after your punishments are over,
		you are old enough to give men pleasure and give ladies
		pleasure too, just like you gave your Mom pleasure last night.
		But you will never let anyone else without first asking one of us
		for permission. Understood?'

		'Yes, Sir," she agreed, wide-eyed.

		My hands were roaming over her breasts and
		pussy and I began to force a finger tightly against her bottom
		hole. She squirmed about and I slapped her bottom real hard.

		'If you're going to be naughty I'd better bring
		the whip out,' I threatened. 'Men also like to put their fingers
		up here and one day soon you will have to allow that, no
		matter how much you hate it.'

		'But it hurts, Sir.'

		'Men care little for what girl's feel so you just
		have to accept it, do you understand?  You were made to
		please men, nothing else matters and that's what you must
		understand. Repeat after me:

		'My body was made for men to fuck and women
		to suck and I must let them do it whenever they wish.'

		'Do you understand what that means, Bethany?'

		'Oh, it's so embarrassing talking like this. I
		think it means I have to let men push their penis in my pussy
		and let girls suck my pussy. I've never thought I'd have to let
		anyone do that. My teachers tell us we should keep ourselves
		pure and not have sex at all. Not until we get married anyway.'

		'And you must abide by what they tell you. You
		must never let anyone know what you do when you are with
		your parents and their friends. They would never understand
		and you would certainly be sent to a correction home if they
		ever found out you were enjoying the pleasures of sex with us.
		But if your Daddy or any of our group want to have sex with
		you, you have to give it to them just the way they want to do it,
		no matter how humiliating it is to you. It is your partner's
		pleasure that you have to think of, not your own. But when you
		give them pleasure, they will return it to you.  Promise me you
		will always agree to that, Bethany'

		'Do I really have to give them sex? I'm only
		thirteen," she whimpered.

		'Good heavens, girl, in some countries girls of
		eleven are already having babies. We won't let that happen to
		you because you're taking The Pill, aren't you?'

		'But Mommy said that was to make my... Oh,
		this is terrible," she said softly.

		'To make your what, Bethany? Tell me.'

		'It's so personal, private,' she said blushing furiously.

		'Well me, Bethany,' I said more forcefully.

		'Oh, dear,' she whined again then gave in.

		'Mommy says The Pill is to make my periods regular.'

		'Of course it is because we need to know just
		when you have your periods so we can plan which females are
		available for sex. But it also stops you having babies. So you
		must never forget to take your Pill every day at the same time.'

		'Yes, Mommy told me that. She makes sure I
		take it every night when I go to bed.'

		'Good girl. You see thirteen year olds who have
		periods can have babies just as easily as grown-ups. That
		makes you the same as adults but you still have to learn about
		sex, about what pleases men the most and what pleases other
		women. Have you ever thought of kissing another girl,
		Bethany?'

		'Oh, how did you know?' She cried with shame.

		'I know many things, tell me about it.'

		'I've never told anyone, not even Mommy. Oh it
		was after the teacher discussed what the word lesbian means.
		We were all shocked to learn some women have sex with other
		women and after school that day I went to Mary Brownless's
		house and we talked about it. She asked me if I wanted to try
		doing it to each other and I didn't want to but she was so
		disappointed that I finally agreed. All we did was kiss each
		other; it was like practicing to kiss boys with the back of your
		hand but it sent us into fits of laughter. Then we did it again
		and she squeezed my pussy with her hand. I was so shocked I
		ran all the way home. We never talked about that afternoon
		again.'

		'Is that the only time?'

		'Oh, yes, I've never done it again.'

		'When you get home tonight I want you to tell
		your parents exactly what you told me. You must never keep
		secrets from us again. I will ask them when I see them again so
		make sure you don't forget.'

		'Yes, Sir, I will.'

		'How did you feel going to school without underwear?'

		'Please can I wear panties tomorrow? It was so
		terrible. I was scared the wind would blow my skirt up and
		everyone would see. I couldn't play with my friends because
		they were playing Softball and running around. I told them I
		was feeling sick.'

		'It's just another part of your punishment. No
		underwear for the whole week. Just remember why you are
		being punished, Bethany.'

		'Yes, Sir.'

		'Good. You must remember from now on, only
		good girls are allowed special treats. Now, turn around and
		bend over and touch your toes.'

		As I patted her legs wider apart I could see her
		pussy lips opening too. Her labia are quite plump and it was
		the most beautiful soft coral pink inside. I steadied her balance
		with one hand and began to trace my finger along the lines of
		her lips with the other.

		She didn't like it at all, asking me to stop, that it
		wasn't right that she had to let me touch her like that. I let her
		go on for a while then gave her a sharp slap on her taut
		backside. She screeched out, stood up straight and swore at me.

		'Shit, don't do that,' she said and then
		immediately returned to her former position and said over and
		over, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.' It was classic
		master/servant stuff and it made me feel so good.

		'I should put you over my knee and use the
		whip, young lady but I know it's your first time with me and
		you're nervous so I forgive you this time but not again. Now
		listen carefully. I can do whatever I want with you and you
		have no choice but to obey me. In a moment you are going to
		do sex things to give me pleasure, things you've never even
		thought were possible probably but you will do exactly what I
		tell you.  You will look happy and pleased you are being
		allowed to make me feel nice and if I don't see that joy in your
		eyes I will give you a dozen strokes of the whip on your bare
		bottom, then we'll start again. If I have to do it a second time it
		will be your new little titties that will suffer so be very aware of
		what I want to see.'

		As I spoke I went back to circling her pussy lips
		with my finger. She was very wet, seeping in fact and I knew
		she was enjoying it and I hadn't touched her clitty at all.

		'Are you enjoying this now, little one?'

		'Am I allowed to enjoy it, Sir?'

		'Yes, that's why I was doing it.'

		'I like what you're doing,' she admitted. 'Please
		don't stop.'

		'Be a good girl and I will give you another
		orgasm but you have to please me first,' I said, putting her
		bottom. 'I want you completely naked. No, right in front of me.
		You don't go to the ladies room to undress in privacy. Females
		have no privacy privileges in this house.'

		She blushed beautifully and gave me a
		wonderful smile. 'I want you to see everything, Sir, but I do
		need to go to the toilet.'

		'What do you need to do?'

		'I need to pee, Sir. I need to pee very urgently.'

		'Ah, easily solved, just wait one moment' I said
		and went into another room. She gasped loudly when she saw
		me carrying a large Goldfish bowl with a small red goldfish
		swimming about. 'You may do wee-wees in here while I watch.'

		'But... Sir, there's a fish swimming around. It might die.'

		'Ah, but it will die happy knowing it's looked up
		the pussy of a beautiful young girl,' I told her seriously.

		She stared at me in shocked disbelief for several
		seconds then the urgency in her bladder took over and she
		squatted over the bowl. She was no doubt highly embarrassed
		because she blushed beautifully but kept her eyes closed
		tightly. She released a strong stream of yellow into the bowl
		and the fish went quite wild at first, swimming from side to
		side, hitting the glass and flashing back the other way. By the
		time she had finished the water had a yellow hue and the little
		fish was swimming on the surface gasping for air. It died that
		night.

	"Murderer," Sally stated then was silent again.

		She looked around for tissues. 'I need to wipe myself.'

		'Stand up and bend over again,' I told her.

		As she did so I held her hips steady and licked
		the damp residue away. She gasped at the first touch but
		allowed me to continue without objecting.

		'Men like to do many things to girls, Bethany.
		For some, what I have just done is considered a great
		privilege. You may thank me now.'

		I let her rise and she was still blushing. 'Th...
		Thank you sir.'

		'What for?'

		'For wiping my pussy.'

		'My pleasure, little one. Now, your naked body
		has made me feel very aroused so there's things a girl has to
		do to make me calm again. Can you guess what they might be,
		Bethany?'

		'No,' she whispered, dreading what was to come.

		'Come with me, baby,' I said and walked into
		my bedroom. She stood stock still at the door when she saw the
		bed. She knew what was next, or she thought she did.

		'Come on, do as you're told, Bethany.'

		'Sir, please don't... Please I don't want to lose
		my virginity. I'm too young,' she pleaded.

		'You have to give it to someone, Bethany. Are
		you saying I'm not good enough to be given that privilege?' It
		was a fantastic game and my cock was hard as a rock.

		'No... Oh, I didn't mean that... It will hurt me, I
		know it will... My teacher said... I'm frightened, Sir.' She
		slowly walked towards me, tears forming.

		'Do you know how to give your virginity away, Bethany?'

		'How to...? I... No, I don't think so,' she stammered.

		'Then how do you know it hurts?'

		'I read a book once...'

		'What did it say?'

		'Something about when he broke her hymen,
		that's what my virginity is called,' she explained, 'she
		screamed out in pain. It must hurt.'

		'Of course it hurts, that's because you're a
		woman. Women are made to hurt because they ate the apple
		and God punished them forever. So they have a hymen that
		gets broken when they have their first fuck and when they have
		babies that hurts too. You're a woman and you have to be hurt
		because you ate the apple.'

		'But I didn't.'

		'Were you naughty the other night?'

		'Yes.'

		'See. All girls are naughty and need to be
		spanked often to teach them to be good. Did you see my penis
		the other night?'

		'Yes,' she whispered, blushing again.

		'I am going to show you again, Bethany, up
		close this time,' I told her as I began to undress. 'Remember
		what I said about being happy to have sex with me?'

		I didn't have to remind her any further as an
		artificial smile spread across her face. She was trying very
		hard but she was very frightened.

		When I had removed everything except my
		shorts I made her stand directly in front of me then took her
		hand and traced the ridge of my cock with her fingers. 'Do you
		think this will fit inside your pussy, Bethany?'

		'Nooo,' she gasped, pulling her hand away.

		'Touch it, Bethany. Touch a man's cock and see
		how nice it feels.'

		A real struggle was going on in her mind. She
		hated what was happening, or at least she was very frightened
		but weighed up against a whipping the cock won. She ran a
		hand along it's length, so soft it bucked of it's own accord and
		a wet spot was forming near the tip. She saw that too.

		'You're touching a man's cock, did you ever
		think you'd be doing that tonight?'

		'No,' she whispered keeping her eyes on the bulge.

		'Put your hand inside.'

		She gasped, looking up into my face. Did she
		hear right, I could see her asking herself.

		'Go on.'

		'You mean inside... There?' She pointed
		furtively at my cock.

		'Where else? Of course in there.'

		She didn't know what to do, put her hand up the
		leg of the shorts or down the waistband and finally chose the
		waist. It felt so fresh, this small hand feeling into unknown
		territory.

		'It won't bite, you know,' I told her.

		She was standing close to me now, having half
		her arm down the front of my waistband. 'What do you feel?'

		'It's all hard, Sir. And I think it's wet.'

		'Like your Daddy's was?'

		'I suppose so.'

		'Stroke your hand along it, Bethany.'

		Her face was red as beetroot but she did as she
		was told.

		'I think it's time to show you how to give me
		your virginity, Bethany,' I said after enjoying the experience
		for some time.

		'No, please don't, Sir.'

		'Remove my shorts,' I told her.

		She just stared at my manhood, unable to move,
		her eyes entranced as my pride and joy poked it's drooling
		head towards her face.

		'Is Daddy's as big as this, Bethany?'

		'I don't think so,' she gulped.

		'Do you realise it goes all the way inside you?'

		'All the...? It couldn't. Not that,' she cried out
		in surprise.

		'All the way and girls love the feeling it gives
		them. Every girl on this earth loves big hard cocks.'

		'But it will kill me,' she whimpered.

		'I don't remember reading in the Newspapers
		about girls being killed by big cocks. Motorcars and busses but
		not big cocks. Lay on the bed the way you did the other night,'
		I said. She was crying openly now.

		I leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips.

		'Now you know how you must lay when a man wants to fuck
		you. There are lots of other ways but this is very popular,' I
		explained as I laid down beside her and tickled her open pussy.

		'Remember how your Daddy had an orgasm last night?'

		'Yes.'

		'And then he peed over your back?'

		'Yes.'

		'It wasn't pee, Bethany. It was what men
		discharge when they have orgasms. Do you know what sperm is?'

		'Yes, it's what makes babies.'

		'That's what your Daddy shot out when he had
		his orgasm. It's white and looks a bit like cream. Have you
		ever seen pictures of it?'

		'Pictures? Of sperm? No, never.'

		'You won't need pictures tonight because you're
		going to give me an orgasm. You will see it shooting out of this
		fellow and then you will clean it all up,' I informed her. She
		looked at me with questioning wide eyes.

		I reached into the bedside drawer and handed
		her a tube of K-Y Jelly. 'Rub some of this on both hands, it will
		make them all slippery, then I want you to begin stroking my
		cock. Just slowly and make sure each hand runs all the way up
		and down. It's like fucking but with your hands instead of your
		pussy.'

		She began very tentatively but soon warmed to
		her task and I laid still with my eyes closed. I would let go as
		soon as I could this first time and teach her how to pace her
		movements in another lesson.

		It felt like sheer heaven itself. Here was a
		pubescent thirteen year old kneeling beside me rubbing my
		dong with all the enthusiasm of youth. Soon she lost all
		inhibitions and her hands were working just beautifully. When
		the first surge arrived I felt my whole body shudder and
		watched to see her reaction. She jumped with fright and lost
		her grip so my cock flew into the air and sperm splattered all
		over her arm and leg. She shrieked and dived off the bed so my
		ejaculations swamped both my stomach and the bedcovers. I
		could do nothing about her absence until the spasms eased
		then I laid still for a few moments to catch my breath. When I
		called her back I saw a small face lift up over the foot of the
		bed to see what was happening. It was indeed a sight.

		She was trying to wipe the sperm off herself
		with difficulty, moaning about not wanting to have a baby,
		almost in a panic. I laughed, caught her up in my arms and
		wiped my juices all over her. She squealed all the louder and
		fought to get away but I held her until she became still.

		'You are taking The Pill so you won't have a
		baby. Anyhow sperm has to get inside your pussy before any
		baby begins to grow there.'

		I continued to hold her tightly and carried her
		into the bathroom where I ran a bath and lowered her in. Then
		I got in and sat behind her so I could massage her beautiful
		little tits. She calmed down and even enjoyed what I was doing
		to her. I turned her face towards me and kissed her gently and
		was pleased to see she never tried to pull away.

		'You are lovely,' I told her.

		'Thank you,' she whispered.

		'You helped make a mess of my bed.'

		'I'm sorry, I didn't know what to do.'

		'You're so innocent.'

		'I don't know anything,' she said as tears formed.

		'I want you to love me, Bethany.'

		'I do,' she whispered sincerely.

		'It's time for your orgasm.'

		'I don't deserve it.'

		'One of the rules I have when I teach young
		girls about their bodies is that the last thing they do before
		going home is to have an orgasm. I want them to know the joys
		their body can give them. So despite what I said about only
		getting an orgasm if you're very good, you will be pleasured
		after every lesson.'

		'Oh, thank you,' she said blushing beautifully.

		I lifted her out of the bath and dried us both off
		then carried her back to the bed, minus the cover. As she laid
		down she opened her legs and presented herself as she did
		when her father masturbated her. How could I disappoint her
		by making her take a different pose? I laid along side her, used
		the K-Y and began to stroke her clitty. She is a very lucky girl,
		that one. Her arousal times are very quick indeed and she soon
		began to thresh about as I zeroed in on her little nub. Just as
		she began to shiver I slowed and began to speak.

		'Would you like to know what's going to happen
		to you, Bethany?'

		She bit her lower lip and nodded, trying to
		maintain the arousal my fingers had produced but she had
		calmed down considerably and her eyes pleaded for release.

		'You will have lessons for four weeks with me
		and every Saturday everyone will meet at your home where
		you will show just what you have learned. On the last
		Saturday, you will become a full woman, I have been chosen to
		have sex with you for the very first time then you will make
		love to every one of us. You will be a busy girl that night. After
		that you will become a full member of our group and you will
		help teach the other children as they grow up and join us.'

		I waited for the explosion to erupt but she laid
		still, listening, considering all I had told her.

		'Will you take my virginity, Uncle Jeremy?'

		'No, you will give it to me.'

		'Oh, that's good. I'd like that. You doing it for
		me, I mean. I love you,' she added hesitantly.

		'You have to love each one of us, you can't have
		favourites.'

		'Will my sister have to have sex with us too?'

		'As soon as she has her first period.'

		'At least I won't have to keep it a secret from
		her for long then,' she said simply.

		'Can you imagine what it would be like to suck
		your little sister's pussy, Bethany?'

		'She'd hate it.'

		'Like you thought you would.'

		'Yes,' she said with a little giggle. 'When she
		feels an orgasm she'll do anything for another one.'

		'Just like you?'

		'Yes.'

		'Good, because tomorrow your main lesson will
		be how to suck a man's cock until he has his orgasm.'
		Her wide eyes were incredible. 'Men don't do
		that,' she stated authoritatively.

		'But girls do, suck their cocks.'

		'But all the goo stuff...?'

		'Goes into your mouth.'

		'You're joking, aren't you?" She asked seriously.

		'You'll find out tomorrow. Meanwhile just think
		about it and you can't ask your parents, O.K.?'

		'O.K.'

		I then brought her to orgasm and like her
		Daddy, kept rubbing until she exploded a second time. After it
		was over she clung to me with her arms around my neck and
		kept whispering, 'Thank you, Uncle Jeremy. Thank you.'


Chapter Eighteen
	They came to a splitting of the track and rested on a
wooden bench.
	"Does she still like getting fucked?" Sally asked.
	"She's still a shy girl but after a few minutes seems to
loose all her fears and joins in with all the others. Most of the kids are
still very shy about sex in front of the adults and we usually give them
some time to play between themselves. But she still professes her love
for me and sucks cock with the best of them. She puts on quite a show
with her sister too, you'll love that."
	"She'll hate me because I'll be seen as her enemy,
stealing her true love from under her nose."
	"If she does, she'll be beaten, we don't condone
jealousy at all. They know very well what the punishment for that is.
We tend to spank all the kids sometime during each meeting. It keeps
them on their toes and they know they get loved straight afterwards but
I think it's Izador's three who cop the worst. He, well both of them
really, take great joy in hurting their kids, whipped pussies and penis's
and titties and it's usually in front of everyone. Then they have to
pleasure their parents rather than the other way around. Still they are
always well behaved so I guess it works. I suspect Izador and
Franzescha have some sort of dungeon in their basement and play
games with the kids down there. They're great looking kids and they
all fuck as good as any of the adults. I think they get lots of practice
between meetings."
	"I'm trying to imagine my two being subjected to such
treatment. You will treat them well, won't you, Jeremy?"
	"Do you have to ask?"
	"No."
	"Good. They will be subject to the same treatment as
all the others, first lessons then deflowerment then sex for all and I
guarantee they'll come up for more every time. Once I begin their
lessons they will be sleeping in the same bed too."
	"Sam and Wesley, sleeping together?"
	"And with us when we feel like some spice."
	"You're an evil man, Jeremy Saunders but I love every
inch of you."
	"All eleven inches?"
	"Elev...? You are not. Right now it's about two," she
said looking down into his lap.
	"One of life's little mysteries, Sally. When I'm ready,
then you'll know."
	"If you won't fuck me will you please masturbate me
over the edge? I'm so horny."
	"You do it."
	"It's not the same."
	"We're not married."
	"Dammit."
	"When we get home, Sally, I mean your own home, I
want you to do something, one of those obedience things."
	"What?"
	"I want you to show more of yourself, especially to
Wesley. Blouses that open out when you lean over, legs apart when
you watch TV so he can peek, door open when you are in the shower,
things like that. Let him get excited about his Mom's secrets. He's not
to know it's on purpose but I want to know his reactions. A see
through nightie on hot nights, you know."
	"You want me to flash him."
	"But as if it's an accident. If I'm not mistaken he'll be
as interested as any boy of his age, probably get a hardon."
	"Yes, Master, I will obey. And it makes me all the more
randy."
	"Imagine what a good fuck you'll be on your wedding
night?"
	"I'll never last."
	"You'll have to, all the guests want to fuck you then too."
	"What?"
	"We will wed with The Covenant and you'll be the
sacrifice along with Sam and Wes."
	"Oh, shit. I'll be fucked silly."
	"Isn't that what you want?"
	"You know I do, you bastard." She leaned over and
kissed him passionately. "Sleep with me tonight, Jeremy. Let's have
our wedding night together, just the two of us."
	"Ask once more and you're James' slave for the night."
	"You're an uncaring bastard. I'd like to kick you in the balls."
He couldn't stop himself from laughing out loud.
	"You're priceless, Sally. Talk to me like that after we're married and
I'll tie you to a stake and whip your tits off."
	"I don't care, if it makes you happy. I'll love you no
matter what."
	"Even when I kick you into Wesley's bed and keep
Samantha for my sex needs?"
	"You would, wouldn't you?"
	"If a woman can't satisfy a man she is little use. But
I'm sure Wesley could use you. "
	"You'll make sure he does."
	"I've been thinking about them," he said looking out at
the panorama before them. "You don't need to remove their pubic hair
straight away. I want to see Samantha the way she is now, to
photograph her as she is in her early pubescence. We'll remove the
hair together, I think that would humiliate her more than just you
would, don't you think?"
	"Yes," she said, thinking how her daughter would cope
with such humiliation. "I can see the thought excites you." His cock
had sprouted firmly.
	"It does."
	"When will you begin?"
	"Do you know when her period is due? I don't want her
in rags the first time she is stripped."
	"Oh, are you going to strip her the first day?"
	"Oh, no, I think it may take a little time. It might take
three or maybe four sessions before she's ready. You'll be there for the
unveiling."
	"I will? Oh, my, I wonder how she will react."
	"Very nervous I hope. Wes will be easier."
	"I'm not sure how Sam's periods go, I never ask and
she never says anything. I just fill her drawer with pads from time to
time when she's at school and the subject is never discussed."
	"Then you need to ask her. I want to know when she's
due, how long they last, how regular and does she get cramps."
	"All that? Oh, my," Sally sighed.
	"Embarrassed?"
	"I will be, doing that."
	"Would it help if you had her checked out, medically?
She'll answer a doctor's questions more easily than she will yours.
Besides, I want the three of you to have thorough medicals before you
join The Covenant."
	"Yes, that's a good idea. Sam will be better with a doctor."
	"I'll arrange it with Ben. He'll get first peek at the
merchandise."
	"Merchandise? Is that what we are?"
	"But very precious merchandise. They don't know
about you or the kids yet. They'll cream their pants when they see you
all."
	"And then I guess they'll cream me?"
	"A hundred times over. You will have orgasms coming
out of your ears."
	"Oh, my," she said wistfully. It was becoming her
standard phrase for the excitement that had built up in her innermost
being.
	As they returned on the path they had already come
they held hands and he continued his story.

		Our next few meetings went on along similar
		lines, Bethany was humiliated as much as I could make her and
		she gained her orgasms at the end of each session for being a
		good girl. Two of the weekly meetings were just marvelous and
		I made Bethany show the others what she had learned during
		her lessons. She sucked the men's cocks and brought the
		women to orgasm each night and they were all thrilled. She
		still hated having fingers poked into her vulva or behind so we
		all took great delight in doing that.

		One day I received a phone call from Faith.

		'It's arrived, Master.'

		The women had become used to calling me that
		as a term of endearment.

		'What has?'

		'Aimee's period. She has it right now.'

		'So?'

		'So you can induct her as well. We want you to.
		I'll send her along with Bethany.'

		'No, wait until she's over it. I don't want red
		rags all over the place.' That made her laugh.

		So a week later when the doorbell rang there
		was little Aimee, frightened as a church mouse, holding her
		sister's hand. They were both in their dressing gowns, the way
		Bethany always arrived for she was now always naked
		underneath. I was aching to see how Aimee was dressed.

		'Welcome, Aimee, I'm pleased you have finally
		called on me,' I said with a warm smile. She returned a
		hesitant smile.

		'Has your Mommy told you why you're here?'

		'I... I think so, Mr. Saunders.'

		'And what did she say?' I asked patiently.

		'I have to learn about sex, Sir.'

		'She was supposed to come yesterday but
		refused so Daddy took all her clothes off and spanked her until
		she agreed,' Bethany told him with much glee.

		'Why didn't you want to come, Aimee?'

		The youngster blushed and looked at her sister.

		'Because... Uhm, it was because Beth said you make her
		undress and then you touch her, I mean her privates.'

		'And what is wrong with that?'

		'I don't want... It's embarrassing,' she said her
		eyes looking downwards.

		'You don't want to learn about being a grown
		up lady then?'

		'Grown... I... It's just that...Oh, I don't know,'
		she admitted in a small voice.

		'Do you know what it means to have sex, Aimee?'

		Her eyes shot up into mine and she blushed just
		as well as Bethany ever did. 'Uhm... I... No,' she admitted.

		'Do you know what boys want to do to girls? Do
		you know how to stop them? Do you know what men do when
		they have sex with a girl? Well. Aimee?'

		'No,' she moaned in her wonderfully embarrassed soft voice.

		'I am going to teach you just as I have done
		with Bethany. You have liked your lessons haven't you,
		Bethany?'

		'Oh, yes, I have. Sometimes very much,' she
		agreed with a twinkle in her eye.

		'Why is a girl so different from a boy, Aimee?'

		'Different? I don't know.'

		'Tell her, Bethany.'

		It was incredible. Bethany told her word for
		word what I had taught her the first night. "My body was made
		for men to fuck and women to suck and I must let them do it
		whenever they wish."

		I watched the younger girl who blushed a deep
		red as she listened to her sister's pornographic statement on
		females. She was indeed shaken.

		'Do you know what that means, Aimee?'

		'N... No, Mr. Saunders.'

		'Do you know what it means to fuck?'

		She couldn't answer. She knew all right but it
		was just too much for the ten year old to come out and say it.

		'Tell her, Bethany.'

		This time Bethany looked shocked. Should she
		talk about fucking in front of her sister? What would her sister
		tell her parents? What would her sister think of her?

		'I think you'd better remove your robe and show
		her how a girl prepares herself to be fucked. Then she'll know
		what we are talking about.'

		'Me? You mean to lay...?'

		'Exactly, just the way you've been taught.'

		'She's never seen me like this," she told him,
		running her hand down her robe to remind him she was quite
		naked underneath and hoping for a reprieve.

		'She's your sister, what's wrong with seeing you
		naked? Do it now, please,' I said more forcefully. She relented
		of course and I was pleased to see the horror on Aimee's face
		when she saw her sister was naked beneath the robe.

		Bethany laid on the floor, spread her legs wide
		apart with her heels pulled back into her bottom, then opened
		her pussy lips with her fingers. She closed her eyes so she
		wouldn't have to look into Aimee's eyes.

		'That's how girls have to be when they are
		going to be fucked, Aimee. Isn't it beautiful, the way Bethany is
		offering herself? Any man would be very pleased to see their
		partner waiting like that, don't you think?'

		'Uh, I... I don't... Uhm, why does she have to do that?'

		'Why, Bethany?'

		'Because girls are made to be fucked, Sir, and
		they have to let men do what they want.'

		'Good girl, Bethany. You see, Aimee, Bethany
		knows many things about men, don't you, Bethany?'

		'Yes,'

		'Now young lady, why don't you remove your
		robe as well and practice getting ready to be fucked?'

		'Me? Oh, no I don't think so,' she declined.

		'When you visit me, Aimee, you do exactly as I
		ask or I will spank you, do you understand? Your parents wish
		their daughters to be taught how to be good girls as they grow
		up and that means doing as they are told every time. I won't
		remind you again.'

		'But I have noth... I'm not wearing anything... I
		mean under my gown.'

		'Neither was Bethany.'

		'Yes, but...'

		'Now, Aimee,' I said brusquely.

		'I don't want to,' she whimpered and began
		crying softly, sniffing as her nose began to run.

		'Come on, Aim, it's only me. Mr. Saunders has
		seen me like this every lesson so it won't hurt you,' Bethany
		told her sister encouragingly.

		Finally, the naked ten year old stood before me,
		breastless and hairless, hands covering her pussy but
		ineffectively for I could easily see the crease. She was
		beautiful, shorter than Bethany because of her age but with all
		the curves of a youngster approaching puberty. Her nipples
		were solid round bumps, much darker than her skin, and quite
		pointed. Her waist curved inwards more pronounced than
		Bethany's and she had a most beautiful bottom, smooth and
		round and untouched.

		I had to sit down, my legs were beginning to
		tremble with excitement. I beckoned the youngster to stand in
		front of me and held my arms out to hold her hips. Her skin
		was so smooth and as I turned her slightly the shadows of her
		pussy crease changed shape. I had to force myself from
		reaching out to stroke that so prominent slit. It looked so firm
		and inviting.

		'Are you a virgin, Aimee?'

		She looked so shocked she couldn't speak but
		she continued to blush beautifully. 'I will have to check for
		myself,' I warned her.

		All she could do was nod her head several times
		and look anywhere but into my eyes.

		'You have such soft skin, little one,' I told her
		with a smile.

		'Mommy rubs me with body lotion,' she confided.

		'You must continue that, it makes you so
		beautiful.' She smiled then for the first time. 'Maybe you and
		Bethany can rub lotion into each other?'

		'Oh. Well...' she stammered.

		'Now, let's see you make yourself ready to be
		fucked, Aimee. You never know when someone will want to
		have sex with you, do you?'

		'I don't want to get pregnant,' she said softly.

		'Of course you don't that's why your mother
		has been giving you The Pill, isn't it?'

		'I suppose so.'

		'Has she told you that many new things will
		begin to happen to you in the next few weeks? I know you had
		your first period last week, what did you think when that
		happened?'

		More blushes. She screwed her fingers in her
		hands and wanted to be anywhere but where she was right
		then. 'Well?'

		'Uhm, I can't... I... Oh, Mr. Saunders I can't
		tell you,' she whispered.

		'But you must.'

		'It was scary. Mommy told me it would happen
		sometime but when I woke up and saw all the blood on the
		sheets I screamed out for her. She cleaned me and gave me a
		thing to wear.'

		'How did it feel wearing the pad?'

		'Terrible. I couldn't walk properly.'

		'But you soon learned to?'

		'Yes.'

		'O.K., now on your back and show me what you
		have learned tonight.'

		It was the last thing she wanted but she obeyed,
		hating it when I reminded her to spread her pussy lips open.

		'And then the man will kneel between your legs
		and push his cock inside you right here,' I told her, pressing
		my finger against her opening. She gasped, let her pussy go
		and tried to jump up.

		'Don't you dare, young lady,' I warned her
		severely. 'When I am teaching you something you remain still
		and concentrate on everything I say, understand?'

		'But you touched me... Down there,' she
		sobbed, now quite upset.

		'Is that not why girls were made? For men to
		touch them?'

		'I... I...,' then she gave up and laid back.

		'Open,' I reminded her then returned my finger
		to her pink pussy and tickled her for some time. 'Does that feel
		nice?'

		'No,' she cried.

		'Be truthful.'

		'I hate... it.'

		'That's not what I asked. Do you like the feeling?'

		'Tell him the truth, Aim,' her sister suggested.

		There were daggers flying into Bethany's eyes
		for a few moments then she capitulated and nodded her head.

		'Yes.'

		'That's better. I'd hate to have to spank you on
		your first visit.'


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