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Title: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. Seventeen (17/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HFF Ff)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 17 of 36
Keywords: HFF Ff
Short Summary: Gryphon and Chastity pursue the oldest profession.

Innocence Lost
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Resume of whole novel
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Innocence is a girl quite simply lost in a world where she feels she 
doesn't belong. And no wonder! Innocence is no ordinary girl. Despite 
her beauty, she has a penis and a pair of testicles that marks her out 
from everyone else. Innocence is lost. This novel tells how Innocence 
finds herself through sex, love and videotape. 



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Previously
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Innocence and her sister, Chastity, are students and are both taught by
Gryphon who has started an affair with Chastity.



Chapter Seventeen
=================

In Which Gryphon purchases affection and gains a little 
satisfaction; the provision of Chastity to those willing to 
pay; and Gryphon's discovery of the hidden virtues of 
Innocence. 



Despite the rewards of her affair with Chastity, Gryphon 
still didn't feel that her sex life was wholly satisfactory. 
She acutely felt the insecurity of having a relationship with 
a girl who had so many different partners and made no 
pretence otherwise. She looked for another outlet for her 
sexual needs, and thought she may have found it in the 
district near her town-centre house, which was famed, for 
its streetwalkers and prostitution. She often passed the 
roads where the girls, transvestites and transsexuals 
paraded themselves for sexual services at all times of the 
day and night. 

The prostitutes dressed in all manner of revealing clothes. 
Stockings, suspenders, garters, basques and even total 
nudity - but however they dressed, by tradition they kept 
their groins displayed. This was partly for reasons of 
identification, as someone so prominently displaying his or 
her pubic region (often blatantly thrusting it forward!) was 
quite likely to be selling it as a commodity. It also was a 
very handy way of being sure of the gender of the 
particular prostitute as some of the most feminine 
prostitutes, with quite substantial breasts and good figures, 
were in fact endowed with penises. Gryphon quite admired 
the dedication shown by these men towards changing their 
sex, as it matched the dedication she had towards 
building up her own figure - albeit in the opposite 
direction. Some of the younger prostitutes - and these were 
the ones to whom Gryphon was particularly enamoured - 
were of ambiguous gender for quite different reasons. It 
was the lack of gender signals that their undeveloped 
bodies advertised that meant it was advisable to take a good 
look at what they had between their legs.

Despite the muscularity of her frame, Gryphon was 
undoubtedly a woman even though the clothes she wore 
consisted mostly of track suits or other sportswear. As a 
result, Gryphon was never approached by any of the 
prostitutes as she walked home, which she felt was a great 
shame. She often pleaded to them in her imagination to 
turn their bodies towards her, flash their cunt or penis, 
smile welcomingly and ask her whether she fancied a 
fuck. They never did, as their custom was entirely 
composed of men, who guiltily walked up and down the 
street, furtively glancing at the women as they deliberated 
just whom they wanted to fuck. And those that were not 
walking, were cruising slowly along in their cars while the 
prostitutes waited to run towards any car that slowed down 
sufficiently or actually stopped.

Gryphon tried to pick up courage to pick up a girl, but 
something about the sordid activity rather disturbed her. 
She thought of it partly as an admission of her failure to 
obtain a fully satisfactory sex life, and partly she felt that it 
was an unsightly exploitation of her own sex. But on a 
drizzly day when there were fewer punters and the 
prostitutes were openly cutting their prices to generate any 
business at all, she approached a young oriental girl - 
perhaps only eleven years old - with a proposition. The 
child was one whom Gryphon had often lusted after as she 
passed by, feeling great sadness when she saw the girl 
leading off one or two men with their hands groping 
around the smooth vagina she showed beneath her white 
blouse. The child was quite gauche as she stood there, 
thrusting out her smooth unshaven wares, and today she 
was wearing a see-through raincoat that didn't obscure at 
all her blouse or her smooth crotch while she held up a 
pretty little umbrella to keep the drizzle off her face.

The girl was more than a little amazed to be approached by 
a woman - especially one with a physique like Gryphon's, - 
but she nervously smiled and wordlessly led Gryphon 
along the dark damp streets to her home, which was on the 
eleventh floor of a tower block. Gryphon felt increasingly 
uncomfortable as they mounted the urine-smelling steps 
past graffiti with phrases like We Don't Give A Fuck!, 
Niggers Keep Out! and Kevin Sucks Boys' Dicks! 
However, they eventually reached the girl's home which 
was one of several doors on a balcony looking over an 
identical building opposite, in front of which there was a 
constant drip drip of rain coming off the roof and through 
holes in the plastic guttering.

The girl opened the door with a series of keys and took 
Gryphon along a very dingy hallway littered with children's 
toys and motorcycle parts to her room which betrayed all 
the evidence of a girl more keen on pop stars and computer 
games than on sex with middle-aged men (or for that 
matter well-built woman P.E. teachers) Gryphon could see 
that this was not the sort of girl who would ever have been 
privileged enough to enrol at the Topless Girls' School, and 
quite unlikely to get the chances in life that her pupils had. 
Sex with strangers for money at eleven years of age was of 
quite a different order to having sex with your teacher in 
the hope of better grades. As the girl silently removed her 
few clothes and hung them on the threadbare upholstery of 
a single chair, Gryphon could hear the sound of the 
television coming from the living room intermingled with 
the whine of a young child and the yell of a frustrated 
mother. She could also hear the constant thumping noise of 
a stereo system from the flat above, but she had no way of 
distinguishing what the music might be from its insistent 
bass rhythm.

Although Gryphon was very practised in sex with children, 
this was quite a novel experience to her. It was both sordid 
and in a novel way very erotic. She hated herself for it 
after she'd guiltily paid for the sex with an extra note on 
top of those she'd agreed to (for which the girl was 
pathetically grateful). On the other hand this sampling of a 
world of degradation and disgust was curiously satisfying. 
Gryphon quite enjoyed the fact that what she was getting 
was paid services - like having her car serviced, or having a 
haircut, or getting her clothes dry-cleaned. There was no 
emotional baggage to carry around, though she felt a 
certain amount of sympathy for the girl she'd spent more 
than an hour licking, kissing and finally entering physically 
with the dildo she'd especially brought for the purpose. The 
fact that the girl bled from the violence of her sexual 
activity seemed curiously distant from the real world of 
sensation. She was, after all, only a prostitute.

Gryphon's discovery of paid sex became a secret passion. 
She didn't feel able to discuss it with anyone. Not with 
Chastity. Not with Innocence. And certainly not with her 
colleagues. Had she still been teaching at the Topless Girls' 
School she'd probably have confessed it to her 
headmistress, knowing that in some peculiar perverse way 
she'd have fully approved her behaviour and would have 
total sympathy. However, for the prostitutes parading 
Kingsway she became quite a frequent sight - especially at 
the hours when there was least chance of being spotted by 
any of her colleagues or students. 

At first, she concentrated on her main passion - which was 
for little girls - but she felt that with so much variety on 
offer, she could afford to diversify (and in the competitive 
cut-throat environment in which they plied their trade their 
services were quite affordable). She enjoyed the sexual 
attention of young boys, transsexuals, pregnant women, all 
sorts. In many cases, she got a privileged view of the 
prostitutes' homes, which were often rather less well 
appointed than that of the oriental girl with the raincoat. 
Sometimes they were filthy squats and the sex took place 
on soiled mattresses lying on bare and filthy floorboards 
with the sound of echoing conversation coming from other 
empty rooms. Sometimes they were in tool-sheds, made to 
look like bedrooms but with only just about enough room 
for Gryphon and the prostitute to lie down with their feet 
banging against the splinters of the door. The worst was 
when the prostitute had nowhere to take Gryphon - and 
she'd already agreed to her services - and it was sex 
standing up in a backyard or a deserted alley-way, with 
their feet covered in litter and the wind lapping around her 
bare arse.

Gryphon knew that the prostitutes had mixed feeling about 
providing their services for a woman rather than a man. On 
the one hand, Gryphon took much longer to satisfy than a 
man who could usually be expected to be relieved of his 
semen within five minutes. On the other hand, sex with 
Gryphon didn't necessarily entail either vaginal or anal sex, 
and some of the more chatty prostitutes told her that often a 
girl's cunt needed a bit of a rest. Gryphon could scarcely 
agree, but she was aware that her purchase of their 
services provided the girls with unsuspected variety.

One night as Gryphon was cruising Kingsway, she was 
rather taken by the distant sight of one girl with her hair in 
pony-tails, wearing a demure blouse and socks, - but her 
vagina, as always, very prominently displayed. This 
attracted her partly because of her own tastes, but also 
because here was a girl she'd never seen on display before. 
She was clearly very open with her offers, leaning out and 
flashing her cunt boldly at every man who passed by.

However, it came as rather a shock when she approached 
nearer to see that this prostitute was someone extremely 
familiar to her. She was, in fact, Chastity, whom Gryphon 
had never imagined as someone who'd ever find the need 
to sell herself in this way. From her visits to Chastity's flat, 
she'd been rather more impressed by the relative comfort in 
which she and her sister lived. She hesitated, intending to 
turn round so that Chastity wouldn't recognise her - but it 
was too late.

"Hi there!" Chastity called out cheerfully, wandering 
towards her. "Off home are you?"

"Well, yes," lied Gryphon who'd really been searching for 
more paid-for pleasure, but still didn't want to confess to 
her nocturnal habits. "What are you doing here?"

"What do you think?" Chastity laughed, hitting her gently 
on the shoulder. "Us students have got to do something to 
afford our education."

"Does Innocence do this as well?" wondered Gryphon.

"Innocence? I shouldn't think so. She'd be terrified if she 
were confronted with a strange man. And I don't do this 
that often - but when I do... It's real good money! Hey, need 
the fuck of a lifetime?"

This last was addressed to a short middle-aged man in an 
anorak who was passing by. He was one of the punters that 
Gryphon had often seen wandering by. He paused in his 
stride and nervously examined her. 

"How much?"

When Chastity answered his question, he nodded and 
Chastity put her arm through his. "I'll take you somewhere 
for a fuck you won't easily forget." 

Gryphon was about to melt away, feeling more than a little 
upset to see her lover selling herself so cheap (although it 
was for a little more than she usually needed to pay), but 
Chastity grabbed her by the arm. "Come along, lover, this'll 
be fun!"

The client didn't appear to object at all as Chastity walked 
along, linking Gryphon on one arm and him on the other. 
Gryphon felt dragged along by events and didn't say a 
word, even as her lover put her arm round her waist. 
Chastity chatted all the while with the client to ascertain 
what his particular sexual preferences were and promised 
to be able to provide all he wanted and more for the extra 
costs which she specified in clinical detail. Gryphon's 
thoughts concentrated on just where it might be that 
Chastity might be leading her - her lover didn't live 
anywhere near this district and she was sure she wasn't 
someone who would use a backyard or a patch of grass for 
a fuck.

In this she was right as Chastity led the two of them to a 
quite nice small house tucked away down a private road 
more noted for its herbaceous borders than its brothels. She 
unlinked her arm from Gryphon's and rang the doorbell. 
After only a few seconds the door was opened by a girl 
Gryphon recognised from the school but didn't actually 
teach. She was a shy, very skinny girl with blonde plaits 
and wearing jeans and tee-shirt. 

"Oh, it's you again! It's the fourth time this evening. If 
Mummy were here..."

"But she isn't," smiled Chastity. "Let us in."

The girl obeyed, eyeing Gryphon suspiciously as they 
walked through the porch into a wide hallway. This was 
quite unlike the kind of house Gryphon usually was 
escorted into, and she could see that Chastity's client was 
also very impressed. 

"I haven't managed to clean up since the last one..." 
reproved the girl, leading the three of them on to a 
bedroom plastered with posters of film-stars and in which a 
compact disc was playing some inappropriately frantic 
dance music.

"You'll get your percentage, Camille. And you can get to 
watch again," Chastity replied, methodically guiding the 
client to the bed and pulling down his trousers. His penis 
was standing fully erect and he was clearly rather enjoying 
being in the company of so many women. Chastity pushed 
his trousers down below his knees, while running the 
fingers of her other hand up and down the length of his 
prick. "You can watch as well, Gryphon, sweetest."

Gryphon felt she had very little choice as she sat down on 
the floor underh a travel poster while the girl who owned 
the room sat frowning but unprotesting on her chair. 
She watched bemused as Chastity lay on her back - not 
taking any more clothes off and guided the man's penis into 
her cunt. For the next few minutes, Gryphon and she 
watched in fascinated silence, with the empty space filled 
with the ecstatic shouts and cries of the singers on the 
compact disc, while the client pushed in and out of her 
cunt, his buttocks heaving towards them. 
Uncharacteristically, Chastity made no cries of pleasure as 
he continued his thrusts. 

It wasn't too long until he gasped hard and fast and, 
presumably having released his sperm, he collapsed on top 
of Chastity's body. Gryphon's lover lay there smiling 
cheekily at Gryphon and Camille, and then whispered into 
the man's ear. Whatever it was she said, he appeared to 
agree to and also to whatever the cost of it was.

He then stood up and so did Chastity, who approached 
Gryphon and lifted her up by her shoulders. "I told him that 
you were my teacher," she said by way of explanation as 
she unzipped Gryphon's tracksuit. 

Chastity's teacher felt unable to protest as her clothes were 
steadily removed, and she appeared naked in front of 
Chastity's client and Camille. She found her clitoris being 
exercised and soon surrendered herself to the familiar 
warmth of her lover's body. The sex this time was 
considerably more ecstatic and Gryphon was able to 
observe the client masturbating furiously - clearly 
unsettling Camille who nevertheless sat in stunned silence. 
Her love-making was rather disturbed when she felt some 
droplets of warm liquid dropping on to her broad back as 
her muscles were rippling with the tensions of lovemaking. 
Startled, she turned her head, not too surprised to see the 
client's penis spurting long streams of semen over her and 
her lover.

When he'd released his semen, Chastity unceremoniously 
halted the lovemaking, and led the client downstairs 
leaving Gryphon and Camille alone in the bedroom. 
Gryphon was exhausted and felt somewhat filthy. 
Camille looked at her with a long melancholy stare that fit 
very well with her long thin face. Gryphon felt obliged to 
say something to comfort the girl - fighting her own desire 
to take the girl's jeans off and to apply her tongue to her 
young cunt. 

"Does Chastity often come here?" she asked weakly, leaning 
forward on her broad forearms. 

Camille made no reply, so Gryphon repeated the question.

"It's the fourth time this evening," Camille replied. "The 
fourth dirty disgusting man! And the third evening 
Chastity's done this..."

Gryphon realised belatedly that the girl felt quite 
understandably exploited, and she also knew that she 
couldn't really say anything which could either justify 
Chastity's behaviour or even comfort her. Furthermore, her 
own participation rather compromised herself as an 
independent witness.

"Just because Mummy's not here! What would she think if 
she saw those horrible men fucking on my bed? I'll have to 
put all the sheets in the washing machine - and Mummy'll 
wonder why I've got so clean and tidy all of a sudden!" 
Camille pushed a hand over her forehead and through her 
hair. "Never again. Never again."

Chastity appeared again, counting a number of notes. "He 
thought you were great, Gryphon!" she announced 
cheerfully handing her a couple of notes. She then knelt
down in front of Camille and took the trembling girl in her 
arms. "...And Camille, sweetest, my dearest love, you are 
so wonderful! Only someone as beautiful, as kind, as 
understanding, as you could help me in my time of need!" 

She handed the girl a couple of notes and showered her 
face with kisses. Gryphon could see that here was yet 
another of Chastity's conquests, whom she'd presumably 
decided was worth getting to know better for the 
accommodation she offered. She also felt a burning flush 
of envy as she watched Chastity passionately kiss Camille 
full on the mouth and massage her small young breasts 
under the tee-shirt.

When Chastity had at last finished, it was clear that 
Camille had sufficiently forgiven her for her exploitation to 
want rather more lovemaking, but Chastity was not ready 
to oblige. 

"I'd best show my teacher home," she said with a smile.

"Can't you stay?" pleaded Camille.

"Your Mum's due home soon, isn't she?" smiled Chastity 
by way of explanation. She led Gryphon away after she'd 
put her track suit back on and as she walked out she softly 
commented: "I wondered if I'd ever be able to get away 
from her..."

"Sorry?" wondered Gryphon.

"Camille," explained Chastity, opening the front door and 
leading them out into the street. "She's so possessive!"

"Possessive?" Gryphon felt fairly possessive herself about 
her errant lover. "How did you get to know her?"

"How do you think? I'm her first lover as well! But I really 
don't want to get tied down with a wimp like her. She 
thinks that I'll give her another session - but she was so 
boring! Not like you, darling!" She squeezed Gryphon's 
muscular buttocks. "You're a real lover! Shall we go back 
to your place?"

Gryphon felt thoroughly helpless and completely 
manipulated, but she nodded. "Yes, I'd enjoy that," she 
admitted sadly. 

The fact that Gryphon lived so close to the main drag 
where the prostitutes hung out was seen as a great boon to 
Chastity who took very little time in persuading her teacher 
to let her use her flat to bring her clients back. At first 
Gryphon made an effort to be in whenever Chastity 
announced that she'd be back for a night of business - but 
she didn't enjoy it at all. She didn't relish watching her 
student lover being fucked on what was admittedly her 
spare bed but one on which she herself had sex 
occasionally. She had again tried, but really didn't derive 
much joy from, participating in the lovemaking. She'd 
never found men that attractive at the best of times, and 
precious few of Chastity's clients could ever be described 
by even the most charitable as attractive. The saddest 
aspect, Gryphon thought, was their total lack of 
imagination in their lovemaking combined with some very 
sad fantasies that said more about a self-recognition of 
their inadequacies - and not only in sexual matters - than it 
did about the potentials of sexual adventure. 

Gryphon found she preferred to find an excuse to get away 
while Chastity was servicing her clients and pick up a 
prostitute for her own purposes for which she would gladly 
pay more to extend the period of lovemaking. This activity 
though was palling quite rapidly as Gryphon found herself 
imagining the girls she was fucking or sucking were just 
girls like Chastity. And then the painful thoughts of her 
lover lying on her spare bed with her legs open while a 
hairy-arsed man thrust his buttocks back and forth and 
looking rather apathetically at something immeasurably 
more fascinating in the design of the lamp-shade.

Gryphon soon avoided inviting Chastity to her flat. She felt 
that her relationship was already petering out not very long 
after it had started and that her favours to Chastity had fast 
become more akin to the financial gain she got from Chastity's 
services (which barely covered the costs of the prostitutes 
she'd be using in the meantime). Chastity must have realised 
this, as she became rather more insistent that Gryphon should 
visit her.

"I think it's about time I properly introduced you to 
Innocence," she announced to Gryphon one day, after her 
(it seemed) eleventh client that night. 

Gryphon thought she knew what her student meant by this. 
It was just a euphemistic way of describing having sex with 
Chastity's sister - which she looked forward to immensely 
having been very much won over by the girl's beauty, her 
modesty and the suggestion she somehow imparted of 
being a very passionate lover.

She could see though that Innocence hadn't herself 
suggested the idea when she went to Chastity's flat to fulfil 
her lover's promise. The girl wasn't as excited by the 
prospect as Chastity so clearly was and seemed to find 
endless excuses to delay going to bed with Gryphon and 
her sister. This was even after Gryphon and Chastity had 
long since stripped off their clothes and had enjoyed nearly 
an hour of lovemaking together, watched by Innocence 
sitting on a sofa sipping the last glass of wine left from the 
bottle Gryphon had brought along with her for the 
occasion. Gryphon felt almost embarrassed by the 
hugeness of her muscular frame, the broadness of her back, 
the leanness of her stomach and the prominence of the 
veins in her arms. It seemed somehow so indelicate 
compared to the softness of Innocence's sweet little body.

Finally, and after some cajoling from Chastity, Innocence 
agreed to disrobe. Gryphon's heart skipped a beat as she 
examined the pure round orbs of Innocence's full breasts, 
the perfectly formed aureate nipples, the slender waist, 
the smooth thighs - so beautifully proportioned: young and 
slim and firm. However the palpitations of her heart were 
as nothing to the near asphyxiation she felt when Innocence was 
persuaded to pull down the silk knickers she'd left until last 
and revealed a perfectly formed and now semi-erect penis. 
How could such a beautiful girl be so divinely blessed? 
Gryphon asked herself while Chastity took full advantage 
of Gryphon's sexual excitement and buried almost the 
whole of her fist into Gryphon's muscular vulva. She felt 
close to fainting as Innocence strode across the room 
towards her sister and teacher, her beautiful figure exactly 
like her dearest fantasies of beautiful women but carrying 
nonetheless a perfectly formed penis standing erect in front 
of her just waiting for Gryphon to put her mouth around.

And this she did, after Chastity had shown her that 
Innocence's penis didn't reject the advances of her sister's 
lips and tongue. She traced her tongue around the moist 
full-veined length of it, felt the glans prod gently against 
the top of her palate and then slide (so smoothly!) down 
her throat releasing that smell of male sex that Gryphon 
had never really appreciated so favourably before. She let 
her tongue wander around the hairs of the testicles, letting 
one hard ball into her mouth and nibbled gently while 
watching the frisson of pleasure it gave to the long length 
of unsheathed penis.

It wasn't unsheathed for long, as Chastity opened her legs 
and allowed her sister's prick full entry first into her vagina 
and then, when it was fully moistened the anus Gryphon had been 
prodding earlier with her middle finger and lapping it avidly 
with her tongue. And then it was Gryphon's turn as Chastity 
helped her sister move her erect penis into ... no! not that! ... 
straight into her arse without first priming her vagina. Then 
as Gryphon was experiencing a series of more rapid and intense 
orgasms than she could remember - her eyes nearly popping out of 
their sockets, her tongue raw from the bites of her own 
tongue, her nose releasing snot from its own confused 
intensity - there came the feel of the entry of a far firmer 
and much larger phallus in her vagina. It was, inevitably, 
Chastity who had taken a large dildo - easily eighteen 
inches long - and was forcing it into Gryphon's front 
entrance as deeply as she could.

Gryphon gasped and shouted and yelled and screamed as 
the intensity of the penetration reached to the core of her 
being, threatened to tear her heart out from the muscular 
frame in which it was restrained and as her tongue 
throbbed with dehydration. She flung herself forward with 
exhaustion and lay flat on Innocence's sheets - a mass of 
rippling muscle and smooth hard skin, buttocks rippling 
with tension and her massively strong hands gripping 
tightly at the corners of the sheet, threatening to tear the 
entire bed in half.

After this, Gryphon saw rather less of her student and her 
sister. She sensed that this lovemaking - in all its intensity 
and passion - was not so much a prelude for more to come 
but rather the final and most intense phase of a relationship 
that left Gryphon feeling rather more soiled than 
satisfied. She continued to teach Chastity and on occasion 
the two of them would make love in neutral territory. 
Never again at Gryphon's flat nor that of the two sisters. 
More often in the gym after school or in the quieter corners 
of the playing field. She didn't make love to Innocence 
again. She felt rather frightened to do so. The natural 
unrequested assets of  Innocence conflicted too much with 
her own pursuit of self-built perfection and she felt that the 
full woman's figure that the girl had departed too far from 
her first passion, which was still for the younger girl's 
body. 

This was after all why she had first taken up the profession of 
teaching.



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