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Final Exams



   By Ed Rider



   "Are you almost done, Mr.  Slye," said Heather.

   He looked up and then breathed in deeply.  One of the hottest graduates
of the year was standing in front of his desk.  And then he took another
deep breath, because around her, arrayed like ladies in waiting around the
queen, were Summer, Celia, Andi and Samantha.

   All of them were in last spring's graduating class.  And all of them
were smart and funny, and fully developed.  Each had beautiful, young
breasts, round and perky and heavy, but still too fresh to sag.  And each
had similarly round, firm rears that hypnotized every male who had the
privilege of watching them move down the hall in front of him.  A couple of
them were stunning beauties in addition, and the others were cute.  They
all had been in his senior drama classes last year.

   "We knew you'd be here preparing for the start of school, Mr.  Slye, but
you need a break," said Andi.  "So tell us what we can do to help you
finish up today."

   "Why thank you, girls," said Slye.  "That won't be necessary.  I'm
surprised you're still hanging around here now that you've graduated.  You
must have better things to do."

   "Mr.  Slye, you know we've all told you many times that you were our
favorite teacher of all four years in high school," said Summer, "and we
will really miss you.  We've got a surprise for you."

   "Thank you for the compliment," he said.  "But you did the work, and you
can all be proud of what you've achieved.  I know all of you have been
accepted to good colleges.  I can finish this when I come back from the
mountains in a week, so tell me again why you're here."

   As he stood up, they were suddenly on top of him.  All of them had moved
forward, and they were so close, he could smell their natural perfume. 
They seemed to be enveloping him like a blanket.  He could feel their warm
bodies against him, and their faces were so close, he felt their breath as
they talked to him.

   "What are you doing?" he said.

   "We want you to come with us," said Samantha.  "So lock up your office.
We've been working on this in secret." She took one hand and Celia took the
other, and they led him down the deserted halls.  The five girls were
almost molded onto his body.  He wondered what would happen if he objected,
but he just let himself move with them.

   It was the second week in August, and the air conditioning wasn't turned
on, so the dark halls were just starting to cool from the heat of the day.
Slye knew other teachers wouldn't start coming in until next week, when
he'd be in the mountains, so the only adult around was the security guard
who lived in a trailer behind the baseball field.  The guard might wonder
about a pack of hot teenage girls and their former teacher walking through
the school like this, but he spent most of his time in front of his TV with
the air conditioning on and grudgingly made his rounds every four hours.

   The girls got to the school auditorium and led him backstage and down
the stairs to the rehearsal room.  The room was locked, but one of them had
managed to get a key to the thick iron door, and he saw that she locked it
behind them once they were inside.

   Slye looked around.  The light rheostat was dimmed down, so he saw only
some outlines, enough to tell him the girls had been busy down there.  The
room usually had only a few chairs and a piano.  The girls walked with him
up to something and sat down on it, pulling him down with them.  He was
startled when he realized they were sitting on the sheets of a bed.

   The lights went up as he tried to stand up, but several pairs of arms
pulled him back down.  He saw that one girl was sitting on either side of
him, and two were behind him.  All had firm grasps on his arms or
shoulders. Heather was standing in front of him.

   "Relax, Mr.  Slye," she said.  "This is a production we put together
just for you.  It's only a couple of hours long, so you won't be delayed,
and it's nice and cool down here underground, beneath the theater.  We also
have some fans ready if it heats up to keep us all as comfortable as
possible.

   "I'm the narrator, and I'll start by setting the scene.  It's our high
school, and it's senior year for the young girls we'll be playing.  There's
one teacher we all really like, and he seems to like us.  He doesn't touch
us, and he doesn't come on to us, but all the same, certain things he says
and does are clearly beyond the teacher-student relationship.

   "He's into sports, and he's fit and good looking, and he knows it.  All
the girls in his classes adore him, and the guys like him, too, because he
gets them excited about learning and doesn't play favorites.  Except there
are some girls who get feelings from him that the others don't.  These
girls are among his best students, and the one thing they have in common is
they have great bodies and good looks.  Each of them fantasizes about sex
with him.

   "The whole year, there is sexual tension between the teacher and these
female students.  They are ripe and ready, and they are tired of the
fumbling boys they have hooked up with.  From the signals he's giving them,
they feel he's responding to their unspoken invitation to initiate them
into the mysteries of adult love.

   "All of them have turned 18 by the start of the second semester, and
they are eager for him to approach them, but they wait in vain.  Then they
graduate, and a couple of weeks later, he finally makes his choice.  Yes,
he chooses only one of them.  The others are disappointed, but then some of
them find out from previous alums that he has been doing the same thing for
the last 10 years.

   "Each year, he makes his picks and courts them in his special way
throughout the year, without ever a false move that could get him in
trouble.  Then when they graduate and are no longer his students, he allows
one to be his lover for the summer.  They are 18 and no longer his
students, so if he were caught, he could get in trouble, but he wouldn't be
prosecuted as a sex offender.  But he doesn't want any trouble, so he's
careful to keep everything quiet.

   "The chosen one is so flattered that she goes along with everything,
including some sex that's extreme and degrading and sometimes painful.  In
a few weeks, she realizes how he is using her, but she also understands
that she was ready to be used and is even using him in her own more
innocent way.  By the end of the summer, she may be dealing with feelings
of disgust and humiliation.  But once she starts college, she's too busy to
think much about what she and the teacher did, and a few years later, the
summer memory is sugarcoated with nostalgia.

   "This works well for him until one year, when he makes a mistake.  One
of his chosen girls is unlike anyone he has ever known.  He and everyone
else who knows her realize she is a future star.  She is incredibly
beautiful and talented, and so warm and genuine, that everyone loves her.

   He courts others through the year -- the others are all her friends --
but he knows that she is the one he must have.  Corrupting her will be much
more exciting than his previous conquests, because she is not just another
pretty young bitch in heat.

   She adores him as a teacher but doesn't respond to his suggestive
overtures like the others.  But he's become obsessed with her.  Summer
comes, and he approaches her.  She's reluctant, but she admires him so much
that she is tricked into submitting.  His conquest consumes him so
completely that he doesn't see how fragile she is and how she's coming
apart as he pushes her into edgy sex.

   "All this has happened before today's action begins.  By the way,
today's production is dedicated to our friend Emmiline.  We usually do
everything together with her, but she can't be here today.  Did you know
she tried to commit suicide?  Do you have any idea why she'd do that?"

   As Heather was talking, Mr.  Slye's demeanor changed from one of
amusement to a more serious and sober look.  When she asked him the
question, he started, but he didn't say anything.

   "I'm glad to see that you're as honest out of class as you are when
you're teaching, Mr.  Slye," said Heather.  "You know the answer, and
you're not going to deny it.  You get high marks for that.  You also called
the family, and that gives you another high grade.  It tells us that you
are usually the caring and compassionate teacher we thought you were.

   "Don't worry.  She didn't tell anyone.  It took all sorts of tricks and
twists by us to find out.  Nobody else knows -- not even her family -- so
you're safe.  Well, there is one other person.

   "When we found out, we were in a frenzy of hatred.  We went over to your
house to tear you apart, and thank goodness, you weren't home.  Tawny
answered the door.  You never told us you had a fiancee.  She's so
beautiful, and really nice, too.  Talking to her a few minutes calmed us
down.  We were going to say something to her, but we decided she probably
wouldn't believe us.  You are so wily.  She probably had no idea about your
annual summer of fun.

   "We decided to sleep on it.  The next day we were just as angry, but we
channeled our anger.  The first thing we did was go back to the Slye Summer
of Sex Alums we knew and talk to them some more.  We videotaped the
interviews.  We did some research and found four more alums and also taped
interviews with them.

   "Then we made an appointment with Tawny when you weren't home and played
her the videos and told her about Emmiline.  She became our honorary sixth
member, sort of replacing Emmiline.  Her first reaction was to move out,
break off your engagement and report you to the school administration.  She
was even angrier than we were, but we cooled her down.

   "After that, all of us tossed around ideas and then worked on them until
we came up with the production that's starting in a few minutes.  Have you
noticed anything different about Tawny recently?  She never took your
acting classes, but I think she's as good at acting as any of us.  Her
relationship with you has changed, but I don't think you knew it.

   "Today's show is scripted but will feature a lot of improv, especially
by you.  Yes, you are the star of the production.  The script follows from
the story I just told you, and we play the roles of the girls who are eager
to make love to you.  They are still hot for you, but now they have mixed
feelings.

   "We're going to restrain you now, Mr.  Slye, but just a little bit,
while we adjust the lights and the cameras on the tripods.  The first act
takes place on this bed we brought in here.  We're not going to gag you
because this rehearsal room is so well soundproofed that no one upstairs
can hear anything from down here.  And the security guard never comes here
because he knows it's locked up for the summer.  So you can yell now if you
want."

   The girls put restraints on Slye's wrists and attached each wrist to a
corner post of the bed.  His legs were left free, and for a few minutes, he
yelled and kicked, but then he just lay quietly watching them turning on
lamps and moving equipment around.

   "We're glad you're saving your breath, Mr.  Slye," said Celia.  "We knew
you'd be smart about this, like you are about everything.  Now we are going
to take off all your clothes, and you can struggle if you want, but why
waste the effort?  As you can see, we're taking all of our clothes off
first, so why not enjoy the view instead of resisting."

   That's what Slye did.  He marveled that the girls were even hotter than
he had imagined.  He felt regret that he hadn't chosen one of them.  They
would have been eager and willing, not like Emmiline.  When his clothes
were off, Celia addressed him again.

   "Now, we're going to give you a high, hard, hot enema, Mr.  Slye.  It's
just to clean you out.  You'll get two of them.  We can make this easy or
hard.  The easy way is to just let us insert the nozzle.  As soon as you're
filled up, we'll let you hold it in for a few minutes and then we'll
release you so you can go to the bathroom next to the rehearsal room.  We
jammed the door lock, just so you know.  In 10 minutes, we'll give you
enema number two."

   The cleansing went as smoothly as the disrobing.  After it was done, Mr.
Slye was a little shaky.  "It's hot in here with all the lights, but we've
got some beer in an ice chest, Mr.  Slye," said Celia.  "We also have some
hard liquor and ice cubes if you prefer." Mr.  Slye took the plastic cup of
beer handed to him.  It didn't taste good, like an off brand, but it was
wet and cold.

   "Now we're ready for the fun to start," said Summer, "and I get to be
first.  I've wanted to do this to you the whole year, and I can't wait."
Slye had been pushed onto his back on the bed, and she reached over and
began stroking Slye's penis and testicles.  His penis responded almost
immediately.

   "Wow!" said Summer, "you're much bigger than my boyfriend.  I hope you
don't hurt me.  I'm already wet, so let's go."

   With that, she mounted him and began riding him hard.  He began
responding and thrusting up at her.  As soon as he started, she slapped him
hard on the face, and he screamed in pain and bewilderment.  "That's for
Emmiline," she said in a serious voice and then began smiling and riding
again.  The pattern continued.  Each time he began responding, she stopped
and slapped him again and yelled, "That's for Emmiline." Her slaps were
making his cheeks red, and they became more painful as his skin bruised.

   At first, his penis got softer when she stopped and slapped him, and it
took a while getting hard again as she began riding.  But after a while, it
stayed hard, even when he screamed from the pain.  She noticed and told
him, "That Viagra in your beer is doing its job."

   After the seventh slap, he came hard right after she started riding
again.  When she felt him start coming, she leaned forward and pressed her
large breasts against his chest and then began pounding him hard with her
behind.  It took only a few slams until she screamed and collapsed on him,
shuddering.

   After a while, she carefully lifted her rear in the air.  Then she
raised her chest up a little.  Hands grabbed Slye's ankles and pulled them,
making him slide down the bed under Summer.

   "You seemed to enjoy Summer, Mr.  Slye," said Samantha, leaning over and
putting her face close to his.  "And she certainly enjoyed you.  I think
she came five or six times.  I think you are starting to understand what
our video production is about.

   "We are all playing out our fantasies about having sex with you, but
because of Emmiline, we've added the element of punishment.  So we're
trying to mix our pleasure with your pain and humiliation.  Of course,
sometimes we can't avoid giving you pleasure, too, like just now.

   "This next part will probably not be pleasurable for you.  At least
that's what Tawny thinks.  When we were talking to her, we were surprised
to find out that she's much more sexually adventurous than you.  She said
that you like the kinky stuff, but only when you're doing it.  You don't
like her to do anything to you.

   "She told us she wanted to know what really turned you on, so she found
out your password and logged on to your computer to see if you watched sex
on the Internet.  She was amazed at how much you were looking at and the
variety.

   "She was surprised that you enjoyed seeing men humiliated as much as you
did women, and when she saw the videos of cuckolds watching their wives
have sex with other men and then eating the cum out of them, she thought
that you might enjoy some creampie fun.

   "But when she suggested you eat her out one time after you had deposited
a huge load, you turned green and ran to the bathroom to throw up.  She
said it was almost the same reaction whenever she wanted to do something
with you that she saw on your favorite websites.  She said she was
disappointed to find out you were a voyeur, not a doer.  To help us prepare
for today, she told us all the things you really like to watch but were
afraid to do.

   "If you look up, you can see Summer's vagina right above your head.  She
has her rear high in the air so she doesn't spill any of the semen you
pushed deep inside her a minute ago.  It's all in there, nice and warm.

   "Now we're putting some cushions under your head to lift it up and get
it in the right position, and she's going to gradually lower her vagina
until it's right at your lips.  Ooooh!  Tawny's right.  You are getting
pale.  I'm glad we've got this big plastic bowl right here.  Move forward,
Summer.  Girls, help me lift him up and then push his head down into the
bowl.

   "There, Mr.  Slye, let it all go.  You don't need your lunch, because
Summer's got a delicious snack for you.  Yes, heave some more if you have
to.  I know it hurts when there's nothing coming out, so if you can start
to control yourself, it won't be as painful.  There you go.  Crying is much
better than heaving, don't you think?  Let's wash your mouth and face off
now and get your head back on the pillow.

   "Wait.  Do you need to get rid of some more?  No?  That's it.  A little
gagging doesn't hurt, just those big heaves.  Now try to calm down, and
this will be a lot easier for you.  OK, Summer, move back over him again.
That's better, Mr.  Slye.  Yes, it's much better to shake your head from
side to side like that than to heave.  We get the idea.  You really don't
want to do this.

   "Summer is lowering her bottom just a little.  She's all ready, but
you're still moving your head wildly.  Let's wait a minute to see if you
get tired of that.  I think it's just sheer terror in control of you now.
You seem to have a lot of energy because your head is still going, so we'll
have to find a way to soothe you.

   "Do you feel Andi?  She's got a washcloth and she's washing your
genitals clean with warm water.  Some of your stuff was sticking to them
and your pubic hair.  Now it's all gone.  We'll let you air dry, but
meanwhile Andi is playing with your testicles.  Does that feel good?  It
must, because you've stopped shaking your head.  Ooops!  There you go
again. I spoke too soon.

   "Now, Andi has your big balls lying in the palm of her right hand. 
She's closing her fingers around them and enveloping them in her warm hand.
Doesn't that feel good.  You can enjoy the feeling while you are eating
Summer out.  But you're still shaking your head, so you can't enjoy it yet.

   "So Andi will slowly close her fist around one big testicle.  Do you
feel any pressure yet?  Yes, you jumped there for a second.  I think it's
starting to hurt because you're panting and making faces.  You've stopped
shaking your head now, but you can't do anything when you're in such pain,
so Andi is going to loosen up and just hold you in her warm hand like
before.

   "Do you want to shake your head some more and have her give you the
squeeze treatment again, or are you ready to get to work on Summer?  Yes,
think about it for a minute.  If you're ready, stick your tongue out.  If
you don't, Andi will start squeezing again.  There, I saw a little flicker
of tongue.  OK, Summer, you can lower down a bit more, until you feel his
lips touching you.  That's it.  Perfect.

   "We're ready, Mr.  Slye.  Please start licking.  That's it.  Just lick
around her hair for now.  There's a little of your stuff in there, but not
much.  Ooops!  I think you just got your first taste.  Not as bad as you
thought, right?  You didn't gag all that much.

   "Time to start again.  You've got the right idea.  Just lick all around
the target, her soft, sweaty hair and her puffy outer lips.  Circle around
it again and again.  You should see Summer's face.  She's really enjoying
what you're doing.

   "OK, now it's time to start zeroing in.  Just start at the bottom of the
little crack in the middle of the puffy lips.  Lick lightly up and down. 
Did you see how she moved there?  You're really getting her excited.  She's
going to have a few more orgasms.  I know it.

   "Just keep going up and down like that.  Do you see the crack opening a
little and the redness inside?  Slow down and tenderly lick along the
crack. You're now reaching her insides, and she's starting to squirm. 
Look! The lips are opening wider.  Keep licking slowly.  Don't stop. 
Andi's going to squeeze really hard if you stop now.

   "Oh my god!  That was it.  Her lips popped open all the way, and a bunch
of your semen went right down your tongue.  Lift up again for a moment,
Summer.  He's gagging and choking a little on his snack.  Wait until he
gets it all down.  He has the most horrible expression on his face.  No,
don't spit it out, or Andi will put you in a lot of pain.  Just swallow it
fast.  Yes, like that.  OK, you can't help those heaves, but I know they
hurt because nothing's coming out, so get yourself under control, Mr. 
Slye.

   "That's it.  Breathe deeply a few times.  Good.  OK, Summer, let's
continue.  I see some white stuff just inside waiting to come out.  Just
keep licking, Mr.  Slye, but now, I just want you to lick around and over
the clitoris.  Ignore the stuff falling out into your mouth and nose and
all over your face.  Just swallow and keep going.  Because once you've made
Summer come, the fall will be over."

   When Summer came, she lost control and pushed her vagina hard into
Slye's face.  He couldn't breathe in that position, but she couldn't
control her body vibrations for nearly a minute before she finally lifted
off of him.  When she caught her breath, she got off the bed and leaned
over him.  "Thank you, Mr.  Slye," she said.  "At the end there, I felt
like your whole face was inside my vagina, and that's what it looks like
now.  I'd kiss you, except I can't find a dry spot on your face to kiss."

   "That was great, Mr.  Slye," said Heather.  "I think Tawny is going to
love the video.  She really wanted to be here, but she decided to wait and
watch the video because she's busy preparing for your trip.

   "Celia is next, and she wants to be on top, too.  But she's going to be
facing the other way.  We know from Tawny that you really like anal a lot,
so Celia's going to give you her ass.  First she's going to give you a
preview.  She'll be riding you as hard as Summer did, but she'll have her
legs wide apart to open her anus as much as possible so you can see right
into it.

   "She comes fast, so this shouldn't last long.  She'll probably have
three orgasms before you can blink.  Here we go!

   "Well, that was fast.  With her going crazy and the help of the Viagra,
it took just a minute for you to come.  Now she's going to move backwards
until her vagina is over you, just like Summer's was, and we're lifting
your head on the cushions again to get your mouth in the right position.

   "You don't have much semen left, so this part shouldn't be as hard.  Go
ahead, you can start licking.  Do you need a prompt from Andi's hand.  No,
you don't.  That's good.  You're doing fine now, and only a couple of gags.
Do you feel Andi washing your package with warm water and soap again.  Now
she'll let you air dry.

   "While you're licking, look up at Celia's anus.  See how I'm putting
some lube into it with my fingers.  That's a large syringe that we're
putting into Celia's anus now.  Can you smell the strong smell coming from
it?

   "All of us girls have been collecting semen from our boyfriends every
time we had sex for the last few weeks, and we've put it all together. 
It's more than a quart.  We heated it to almost boiling in a microwave
before we came, so that's why it smells so foul.  It's cooled down a
little, but it's still nice and warm.

   "See how we've pushed the syringe all the way in, so we can inject the
semen deep inside her.  Now I'm pushing the plunger down slowly and filling
her up.  She's got a lot of room in there because it all seems to be going
in, and I'm almost to the bottom.  There, just a little squeezed out as I
finished.  She's full up.  Oh, I see that a few drops fell on your face and
made you gag.

   "Ooops, here comes some more.  Your licking has given Celia some huge
orgasms and she's bouncing up and down on your face and her anus is
spasming and spilling out some of the stuff in there.  I think that was the
last orgasm.  No, there's one more.  OK, it looks like she's exhausted. 
Let's let her rest for a few minutes before we continue.

   "OK, are you ready Celia.  Celia cleaned out earlier, just like you did,
Mr.  Slye.  So all she has inside is that smelly white stuff, nothing
really bad.  OK, she's in position.  Yes, it's almost the same position as
before, but this time, your tongue is going inside her ass, not her vagina.
I can see you have a strong reaction to that, Mr.  Slye, so let's wait a
couple of minutes while you think this over.

   "All you have to do is the same thing you did before.  First lick all
the hair around the opening, then gently lick across the anus and, last of
all, go inside.  It will be a little different, because the anus doesn't
open automatically.  You'll have to push your face up inside her cheeks,
and then she'll push out like she's on the toilet, and that will open her
up a little so you can force your tongue inside.  You know you can do it,
because you want to feel Andi's warm hands massaging your testicles and not
the other Andi.

   "So think about it for one more minute, before Andi starts doing her
thing.  You can do it, Mr.  Slye.  Celia's anus is right in front of your
lips.  Just lick around it for now.  There, I saw a quick lick.  Too bad
you gagged.  Concentrate and focus, Mr.  Slye, like you tell us to do in
class.  You can get an A in ass-licking.  We know you can.

   "That was better.  Isn't that ass hair silky?  Yes, there are a few
drops of that hot come on the hair, but not too many.  Does it taste
different from yours?  Not all that much, I think.  See, your tongue is
really flying now.  You can do this.  Now move it so it goes across her
anus.  That did it.  Did you feel Celia jerk.  That's a sensitive spot.  Go
back and forth over her little rosebud.  It looks so cute.

   "Now stop for a second and curl your tongue and push it at the wrinkle.
OK, you can stop and gag a little.  Now curl your tongue again and push it
at the wrinkle.  Push harder and push your whole head forward.  Here.  I'll
help you a little with my hands.  There.  It looks like your face is being
swallowed up by Celia's ass cheeks.  Wow!  Is that hot!  Tawny's going to
love seeing this.

   "OK, now pull back and look at the little wrinkled anus.  Watch what
happens as Celia presses a little.  See how her wrinkle is opening a
little. You can see the white stuff inside.  OK, now I want you to lick
that little bit of white stuff that's about to fall out of her.  Don't let
it drop or Andi will have to give you a big squeeze.  There you go.  Lick
it up.  It wasn't that much, and now the outside of the little hole is
clean again.

   "She's pushing it open once more, for you to put your mouth around her
hole and push your tongue in, See how deep your tongue can go in now?  OK,
it's your turn to push.  Keep pushing your tongue in.  Now push your head
between her cheeks so you can get deeper.

   "You look great.  Celia's swallowed up almost your entire face.  I can
hear you gagging, but Celia must have grabbed your tongue with her anal
muscles and she's squeezing and not letting go.  Don't try to pull out or
you'll hurt yourself when your tongue stretches out.  Just stay inside her
and try to relax.

   "As soon as you can, I want you to start swishing your tongue inside
Celia.  Move it around through all that thick white slime.  Celia, let me
know when he starts or if he needs help from Andi.  Oh, you say you can
feel him now and it feels great.  Wonderful!  Let him do that for a couple
of minutes before your grand finale.

   "OK, Mr.  Slye, you can pull your tongue out and rest a minute.  Watch
Celia's anus again.  You see I'm pushing the tapered tip of a rubber bulb
syringe into it now, and I'm squeezing everything out of the bulb into her
anus and colon.  Don't worry, there wasn't anything inside that rubber ball
but air.  See, I'm pulling it out and letting it suck up the air again.

   "Back it goes, and another load of air goes into her intestines.  And
one more load should do it.  There.  All set.  Now for this part, you don't
need to do any work, Mr.  Slye.  Just open your mouth as wide as you can.
There.  Now we're adjusting your pillows so your head is leaning back and
your mouth is right under Celia's anus.  If she leans back a couple of
inches, your mouth would be able to suck everything out of her, but all you
need to do for this part is just relax and keep your mouth wide open.

   "No, don't close it.  I know you're frightened.  Andi, I think he needs
a squeeze!  There now you've got it open.  Open it a little wider.  I don't
think you're trying hard enough, Mr.  Slye.  I may need Andi's help again.
There, I think you got it open a little more.  Try real hard to get it even
more-- Oh, my gosh, I can't believe it.  Girls, did you see that.

   "When I pushed all that air into Celia, it made her intestines really
want to get it out again.  The only way they can do that is to make Celia
fart.  She's been holding back, but finally, she had to let go, and it
sounded like a gun, didn't it?  And it shot a huge wad of come right into
your mouth, didn't it, Mr.  Slye?  You couldn't swallow fast enough, so it
choked you a little, and it went up through your nose, and I know that's
painful and disgusting.

   "But don't close your mouth yet.  Andi!  That's it.  Get ready for
another shot.  There it goes!  Wow!  There's a lot of stuff inside Celia.
Now it's shooting like a machine gun and more and more is flowing into your
mouth and all over your face.  You're swallowing like a champ now, to keep
from choking again.  You get an A for sure, Mr.  Slye."

   When Celia finally stopped shooting semen into Mr.  Slye's mouth, she
got up and stared at him with the other girls.  "I can barely make out that
it's you, Mr.  Slye," she said.  "It looks like you stuck your head into a
bucket of thick come." His eyes were shut when Andi pulled him to his feet
and walked him to the little bathroom, where she washed his face off.  Then
she led him back to the bed.

   "Two down and three to go, Mr.  Slye," said Heather.  "It's my turn, and
I choose the missionary position.  You don't even have to warm me up by
licking me, because I'm already so excited.  So just get on top and do
whatever you want."

   Slye looked down at her, spread out lewdly to receive him.  It was
enough for the Viagra to get his large penis sticking straight out again,
but he was tired, and it wasn't enough to get him enthusiastic.  He climbed
onto her slowly and then collapsed.

   "That won't do at all, Mr.  Slye," she said.  "You need to get to work.
I think maybe Summer can help us out.  Why don't you climb up behind Mr. 
Slye, Summer, and see what you can do.  There, your body really moved right
then.

   "You felt Summer's finger stimulating you, didn't you Mr.  Slye. 
Summer, lean forward and put your hand up here where Mr.  Slye can see it.
Look at what a tiny little hand she has, Mr.  Slye.  Her fingers are so
slim and pretty.  I think she can put two of them into you and get an even
bigger reaction.  Go ahead, Summer.

   "Yes, that was a bigger reaction, Mr.  Slye, but you still aren't
moving. Summer, get some lubrication into Mr.  Slye and start moving your
fingers in and out.  Maybe that will get him started.  I hear you sighing,
Mr.  Slye, so you obviously are enjoying Summer's anal massage, but you're
still lying on top of me, and we're getting nowhere.  Maybe three fingers
are better than two.

   "Oh, finally some action.  You don't seem to like three fingers, and
you're squirming around on top of me to try to get away.  But Summer's
following you, isn't she, and her fingers are pushing in and out?  Not so
comfortable, is it?  Maybe if you finally start moving, you can shake those
fingers out.

   "That's good, Mr.  Slye.  You've lifted your upper body off me.  But I
don't want you to pull out of me.  I'm going to hug you and wrap my legs
around you.  You're not going anywhere until we've both come.  You're
cursing now and trying hard to get free, but it won't help.  You need to
get on the job before Summer -- oh, I can tell by your scream that she did
it.  She's got four fingers going in and out of you now.

   "Wow!  That energized you like the bunny.  Go, Mr.  Slye, go, go, go. 
Shake your tail and move it around.  Summer is managing to stay with you.
You're choking back tears, but your penis doesn't know it.  It's
pulverizing my insides and I love it.  I'm holding you tight, but you're
like a bucking bronco trying to shake off your rider.

   "Oooooooh.  That was five orgasms I counted right there.  You are
everything I imagined and more, Mr.  Slye.  I wish so much that you had
chosen me instead of Emmy.  We would have had such a great summer.  I don't
mind any of those degrading things you like to do.  That's it, keep going,
I think I can do some more, and those four fingers inside you are holding
you back from coming, I think.

   "There, did you feel that.  I just came four more times.  I think that
got you going a little, because you're starting to become erratic and your
eyes are wild.  Let me help you a little bit by slamming back at you like
this.  Yay!  You came.  You did it, even while those four fingers of Summer
were going to town.  OK, you can lie on me again and rest.

   "No, the four fingers are not going to stop, but I'm going to move you
on your side, so Andi can wash off your equipment again.  We'll let it air
dry.

   "Now, I'll still hold you tight, because I want to feel how you react as
Summer tucks her thumb behind her four fingers and starts pushing them all
in and out of you.  You didn't react much there, because it didn't feel too
different, but you know what happens now.  Your face sure does.  It's all
twisted every which way.  You can feel Summer slowly pushing into you, and
there, your scream tells it all, and the other girls are cheering.  She got
her little hand into you, didn't she?

   "Listen carefully now, Mr.  Slye, because we don't want you to get hurt,
so you need to help us now.  Summer is going to pull her hand out of you,
and two of the girls are going to stick a tube deep inside you and then
fill you up with the greasiest lube we could find.  Once you're stuffed
with the grease, Summer's dainty little hand is going back in, and then
she's going to slowly move it deeper and deeper inside you as I hold you
still for your protection.

   "She should be able to get it up all the way to her shoulder, just like
those videos that Tawny says you love to watch.  And then she's going to
put her second hand in, alongside her arm and slowly move that in until her
two hands are touching and both arms are buried in you up to the shoulder.
Too bad I won't be able to see it, but I'll watch the video later.

   "After she pulls her arms out, it will be Celia's turn.  Her hands and
arms are a bit bigger than Summer's so her goal is to get both arms in up
to the elbows.  Andi's are still bigger, and she's just going for one arm,
but all the way up.  Then comes Sam, who's bigger yet.  She'll try to push
one arm to the elbow.

   "My turn comes last, but before I start, we'll turn you on your back,
and then Celia is going to rouse you with her mouth, because you'll
probably be in a lot of pain by then.  When she gets you hard again, you
are going to use your own hands to get yourself off.  Meanwhile, I'll be
between your legs with my hands in your anus, pushing them in and out at
the same tempo that you're whacking.

   "It may be hard to keep excited with my two large hands going in and out
of you, but you've got to do it because I'm not going to stop until you
come.  If you get too soft, Celia will suck you up again, and I'm sure the
Viagra will help.  But then you will have to take over.  When you finally
come, it should be an incredible mix of pleasure and pain."



   When he was finally able to achieve orgasm and Heather removed her
hands, Slye collapsed in a heap on the bed and sobbed loudly.

   Heather lifted him up and embraced him.  "There, there," she said. 
"We're almost done.  Three down and two to go.  Rest in my arms for a few
minutes before it's Sam's turn.  She wants you to do her doggy style."

   The girls all helped lift Slye onto his hands and knees.  He collapsed a
few times, before they managed to hold him up, and Heather stroked his
penis to stimulate it while Samantha positioned herself in front of him.

   "You're flinching while I'm stroking you, Mr.  Slye.  Your penis seems
to be very dry and brittle.  It's probably from all that air drying.  But
the Viagra is working.  It's getting hard again in my hands.  Now I'm going
to put it into Samantha's moist vagina, and then you need to hold her waist
with both sides and start pumping into her.

   "No, you can't just kneel there and do nothing, Mr.  Slye.  It's like
you're using her to hold yourself up.  Sure, you're tired, but you're a
strong man.  You can do this.  Now get going.

   "I guess words are not going to help.  Maybe this will.  There, that was
just a light smack on your ass, but as you already know, I've got a big
strong hand, and if you don't start moving, I'm going to spank you a little
harder.

   "There, that one got a reaction, but you still aren't moving.  Here's a
harder one.  OK, you're moving, but it's very feeble.  Here's one to speed
you up.

   "Oh, that got a scream out of you, and also got some action.  Samantha
seems to be enjoying herself at last.  I guess your dry penis isn't feeling
too good from the friction, even though she's really juicy, but it's still
holding up.

   "OK, this is your signal to up the tempo.  That was a really loud
scream, Mr.  Slye, but I still haven't spanked you anywhere near as hard as
I could.  You're doing fine now.  Don't slow down.  Uh oh, you seem to be
getting winded.  There, you jumped right up off the bed with that smack,
and you've got your second wind, I can see.

   "Are you getting excited yet.  I think Sam has already had three
orgasms, and she's ready to stop anytime you are, but she'll go on as long
as she has to until you have your orgasm.  I think to get there, you need
to go faster, so here's a big wallop to get you going.  That was a new
sound I haven't heard before.  It sounded as though someone was branding
you with a hot iron.  Maybe that's not so far off because my hand is
certainly making your bottom red hot.

   "I can tell from your cries that your penis is really hurting as it's
rubbing inside Samantha, but the only way you can come is to keep going
faster.  And don't try to fake it, because we'll be looking for some come
after you're done to make sure.  We know there won't be a lot, but we'll
need to see at least a drop.

   "You need to pull out all the stops, Mr.  Slye, so I'm going to help you
by spanking you as hard as I can until you finally come.  This is really
going to cause some deep bruising, and you'll need to sit on cushions for a
month, but it will hurt my hand, too.  There and there and there and there
and there.  You're getting into a fast rhythm now, and I think that's going
to work, especially since I'm matching your rhythm with my hand.

   "That's it.  Lift your head and scream.  I think that just gave Sam
three more orgasms.  Yes, your head is shaking wildly.  You're almost
there, you're close, you're close, you did it.  That was great Mr.  Slye.
Let's get you out of Samantha.  Wow!  Your penis is really torn up.  There
are raw red parts on it, almost like the red on your rear cheeks.  I think
we're going to clean both of them with alcohol to prevent infection.  Of
course, that will make them even drier, and the skin may start to crack.

   "I'm afraid with all the things that happened inside and outside your
genitals, whatever you do in the bathroom is going to hurt a lot the next
week or two.  So will walking.  And so will anything that touches your raw
skin down there.  We know you and Tawny have planned a romantic mountain
retreat for a week, and you're leaving tonight.  But I'm afraid the only
way Tawny will be able to make love to you is if she gives you the Viagra
we bought for her.  You'll still be able to pleasure her, although it will
be excruciating for you.

   "OK, it's Andi's turn.  We're almost done.  She's not going to have sex
with you, and she'll just take a minute.  Here she is.  She took some ice
cubes out of the cooler and filled up this large bowl with them and then
added water.  We're lifting you up so you can sit on the edge of the bed,
and she's getting between your legs.  Steady.  We'll hold on to you.

   "Wow!  You nearly jumped out of your skin there as she lifted the bowl
up and stuck your whole package into it.  It's now soaking in the ice
water. Is that soothing to you at all, Mr.  Slye?  You seem to be shaking.
We'll hug you tighter and push our breasts into you so you're snug and warm
while your penis and balls chill out.  Do you feel them shrinking in the
ice water?  I think that's 10 minutes.  That should do the trick.  Now you
can lie back again.

   "Well, that certainly worked.  Your big nasty thing looks like a little
boy's equipment now.  This should be easy.  Look up, Mr.  Slye.  See, Andi
is showing you this little round thing that looks like a bead, but it's
actually tiny band made out of really strong rubber.  Now she's showing you
how the band fits onto that metal tool called banding pliers.  See how when
she squeezes the pliers, they pull the tiny band open into a big loop.

   "Now that your equipment is so tiny, she can easily thread your
testicles through the loop and position the band right above them.  Now
she's slowly relaxing her grip on the pliers and the loop is getting
smaller.  You can't see it now of course, but there, the pliers are free
and the loop is tight around your sack right where the testicles start.

   "The rubber loop and the pliers are usually used for goats, but once we
shrunk you in the ice water, it worked fine on you.  I think you've maybe
guessed what it's for, but I'll explain while you're drinking your coke and
the girls are cleaning up the room.  We're finished now, and it's time to
go.

   "See this sharp little instrument.  It's a special safety scissors that
can easily cut your cute little band off.  It would be dangerous for you to
do it yourself since you can't see what you're doing.  Also that whole area
is now raw and dry, and the skin is cracking, so anything that touches you
there could cause an involuntary violent reaction.  You could end up
cutting yourself and bleed to death or at least cause a lot of damage.  But
we'll deliver the scissors to Tawny, along with you.  Andi, Mr.  Slye is
very dehydrated.  Please give him another glass of Coke.

   "You probably can't feel it, but the band is already limiting
circulation to your testicles, and when they warm up and return to normal,
it will get much tighter.  It's an easy way to castrate goats.  In a few
days, the testicles are literally dead, without any messy, bloody cutting.

   "It works the same way on humans.  Andi, please refill the Coke again.
He's really thirsty.  In a few days, you could be a much different man.  If
your testicles die, they will shrivel away into nothing.  You won't have
much of a sex drive because of the lost testosterone and you won't be able
to impregnate a woman, even though there are still ways a woman can get
your penis to be useful.  At least that's what Tawny found out when she was
doing some research.

   "Chances are you'll be more docile, too, and wouldn't give Tawny a hard
time about anything.  Best of all, it wouldn't affect your teaching
abilities in the least, the way we understand it.  You might get more tired
after school and have to cut back on some of your more strenuous
exercising, and you'd get a little pudgier.  But Tawny found out that
emasculated men are often more positive and content, too.  So it's not all
bad.

   "If you broke up with Tawny, you probably wouldn't date anyone else,
because sooner or later the woman would find out, and after that everyone
would know.  But Tawny told us she'd still marry you if you wanted.  She
admitted she still loves most things about you.  She said she might have to
go outside of your marriage occasionally for satisfaction, but she's sure
you would work hard with her on doing things that might not make that
necessary too often.

   "She also said that if you agreed, she'd collect the last of your semen
when she makes love with you at the cabin.  You should still have plenty
for at least a day.  She'll freeze it and save it in case you decide you
want children.  She said she'd like to have your children.  She's really a
special woman who thinks of everything.

   "So the final decision will be up to her.  When we first talked about
this, the plan was for Tawny to watch you on your vacation as you lost your
manhood.  She would make sure you didn't hurt yourself and give us the
details on how you reacted as you were slowly castrated.

   "But then Emmy found out about our plans.  She is so wise that she knew
something was up even though none of us told her anything.  When she forced
it out of us, she fought for you like a wildcat and tried to make us drop
the whole idea.  But this time we didn't cave like we usually do because
she's such a better person than we are.

   "Well, we did a little.  She made us get the safety scissors for Tawny.
And she's been talking to Tawny almost every day.  One of their sessions
lasted over two hours.  You'll be glad to know that Tawny told us Emmy's
definitely over wanting to die, and though she's still the same girl we all
adore, she's now less fragile.  She's been telling Tawny that what you did
was probably good for her, because it toughened her for her career.  She
doesn't know it, but all of us have made a vow to protect her from now on,
so no one is ever going to hurt her again the way you did.

   "She also has been trying to convince Tawny that you're really a good
person at heart who just let his hormones get the best of him -- like a lot
of men.  She told her you never harassed or touched any students.  And she
told her how inspiring you were to all of us.

   "She told Tawny that she must have been attracted to your strong
masculinity the same way we were, and that she just needed to help you
channel that just for the two of you and you would have a wonderful
marriage.  Tawny said Emmy could sell ice to Eskimos because she almost
convinced her you were a saint.

   "So Emmy has given you a chance to save your masculinity.  Tawny told us
that letting the band do its work is really the only way to make absolutely
certain that nothing like Emmiline ever happens again.  But her talks with
Emmy have opened her to other alternatives.

   "So I think your future is still up in the air.  You've just drunk a lot
of rum in those cokes, and I think you're starting to feel the effect.  In
a few minutes, you'll be out cold, but I can tell by the look on your face
that you understand every word that I'm saying.

   "When you've passed out, we're going to bring you to Tawny and dump you
in her car.  You'll be asleep all the way to her parents' cabin, and she'll
leave you in the car when she stops on the way to buy groceries for the
week.

   "You've been there, so you know that the cabin is really isolated.  The
nearest neighbor is 10 miles away, and he's rarely at his vacation cabin
anyway.  Even if he were there, it would be hard for you to walk with all
that pain around your crotch.  So it's just you and Tawny alone at the
cabin -- and the special scissors hidden wherever she decides to hide them
with the car keys.

   "Our suggestion is that you look upon your week with Tawny as your final
exams in manhood.  Thanks to Emmy, you are taking final exams in
masculinity that will really be final -- if you fail them.  Or you can pass
and get to stay a man.

   "The first thing that will happen tomorrow will be some lectures from
Tawny.  She's going to tell you exactly what she thinks of you in extremely
colorful language.  We've heard parts of the lecture as she's been letting
loose on you the past few weeks.  It takes a lot to shock us, but she did.
Even worse is her detailed descriptions of what she'd like to do to you.  I
couldn't believe such gruesome and frightening ideas could come from such a
sweet person.  We suggest you don't say anything as she instructs you on
what you are and what you really deserve.  Just let her get it out of her
system.

   "After the lecture come your final exams.  In your oral presentations to
Tawny you'll have to convince her that you've learned the material, that
you are really sorry, that you really want her to forgive you and that you
will never touch another woman again.  You're going to be graded on your
sincerity on this one, so we suggest you make sure you're really speaking
from the heart, because Tawny no longer trusts you, and she will be looking
for any sign that you aren't speaking honestly.

   "The lab part of the exams will be even more challenging.  Will you
watch our videos with her and if she wants, will you let her do some of the
things we did with you, even though it may be torture for you because your
penis and balls and butt are bruised and raw and cracked and your insides
are burning like a forest fire?  Will you remember some of the things she
wanted to do that you've turned down in the past because they repelled you?
Will you do them for her as a proof that you can change, that you will do
what it takes to earn back her trust, that you want to become a good
husband and father?

   "We think you can pass the exams, Mr.  Slye.  We're going to tell Tawny
that you got A's on your midterms today.  You didn't try to explain or make
excuses about what you did to Emmy.  Emmy is the one who keeps reminding us
of the good things about you, how you made us better students and better
people.  We are all happy to know that whatever Tawny decides about your
testicles, our younger brothers and sisters will still have the experience
of being taught by you.

   "So we'll be thinking of you and Tawny up there in that cabin and hoping
for the best.  And Emmiline said to tell you she'll be praying for Tawny
and you and your masculinity and waiting for a phone call from Tawny and
hoping Tawny will tell her what she wants to hear.

   "Well, we're all packed up.  You're still listening, Mr.  Slye, but I
can see you won't be conscious much longer.  When you wake up in the cabin
tomorrow, your final exams begin.  You need to use all your knowledge and
skill to convince Tawny that she would be better off with you as a
masculine man who is devoted to her rather than a docile neutered pet. 
Remember, you can't waste any time, because the exam has a limit of a
couple of days, maybe three if you're really lucky.  If you don't pass by
then, nobody will tell you that you've failed, but you'll soon know it.  We
believe in you, Mr.  Slye, and we're sure you're going to pass.  Good luck
on your finals."
   

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