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THE YOUTH TRAINING CENTER SANDY'S STORY (ped, bdsm, abuse)

BY STORYMASTER

[ part 1 ]

Sandy Winters stifled a grunt with great difficulty. This was her sixth 
week in training, and her head Coach was watching closely this morning. 
He sat in a chair just a few feet away, clipboard in hand. "Mmmee," 
Sandy squealed softly through tightly pursed lips. She winced, briefly 
closing her eyes, then opened them again quickly as she realized her 
mistake, but it was too late. As she regained eye contact with her 
Coach, Sandy watched the man make some notes on his pad. Sandy knew she 
would be corrected later in the day, but at the moment, it was all she 
could do simply to maintain some semblance of dignity and control. Sandy 
hoped that in light of the circumstances, her Coach would be lenient 
with her. After all, she rationalized this was only her second lover, 
and this man was much bigger than her first. Sandy stifled another groan 
as the man's large cock head hammered against her cervix, his nearly two 
inch diameter shaft filling her completely. Sandy's lower lip quivered 
as her mouth fell open in a silent gasp. She tried desperately to 
maintain eye contact with her Coach and supervisor as her lover's large 
hands grasped her by her slim hips and pulled her back, crushing her 
shapely butt against the fronts of his thighs.

Sandy Winters was fifteen years old and currently engaged in a program 
of sexual conditioning at The Youth Training Center. How she came to be 
there and at the mercy of a complete stranger is a long story.

"Mmph," the young, blond teenager huffed through her nose as she 
clutched the back of the wooden chair in front of her. Sandy was not 
doing well today. "Rule Number One" had been drilled into her psyche 
repeatedly over the past few weeks, "Silence while being handled". This 
was a non-negotiable standard at the Training Center, and infractions 
were dealt with sternly. The young girl arched her back, trying to 
remember what she had seen in the many video tapes and photographs she 
had studied recently, hoping that perhaps if she did well in her love 
making from this point on that her Coach might go easy on her when it 
came time for retribution. Her "lover" rammed her again. Sandy thought 
her insides would split open. Fortunately she was beginning to "juice 
up" a little. When her latest handler had first entered her just minutes 
earlier, Sandy had been nearly dry. Foreplay was deemed to be 
non-conducive to conditioning at The Center other than for its 
anatomical effects. It was therefore optional, and left entirely up to 
the individual Coaches' and handlers' discretion.

Sandy had done reasonably well thus far in her conditioning, much to the 
surprise of her instructors. When Sandy Winters first arrived at TYTC 
she had been a head strong, conceited young girl as a result of having 
spent the last several years in a world that orbited solely around Sandy 
Winters. The teenager's budding sexuality and stunning good looks had 
given her virtually limitless power over boys her age and older. Young 
Miss Winters had proceeded to exploit this power to the fullest.

That power, however had been stripped away almost as quickly as her 
clothing the morning of her initial orientation with the Head Master of 
The Youth Training Center. Much to Sandy's dismay, two male assistants 
had been admitted to the office and had proceeded to forcibly remove her 
clothes. Sandy had remained naked ever since. In the early weeks of her 
training, Sandy had cried often. Soon, however she realized that 
sympathy was not something that was dispensed liberally at The Center. 
Correction, on the other hand came swiftly and surely. Since her 
enrollment, by her step-father, Jim Neilson, over six weeks ago, young 
Sandy Winters was learning an entirely new way of life. Her step-father 
barely recognized her during the first of her scheduled observation 
sessions.

That had been an interesting session. Her step-father, who had admitted 
Sandy for the express purpose of having her prepared for his personal 
pleasure, had been invited to witness Sandy's first oral sex session. 
 From behind the one-way mirror, Jim Neilson watched as his haughty, 
blond step-daughter was led into one of the training rooms used for 
anonymous observation. It was the first time Neilson had seen Sandy 
naked, and he was very pleased indeed by the sight of her.

Sandy, at fifteen was magnificent to say the least. She had a trim, 
athletic body with a wasp like waist and nicely spreading hips. Sandy's 
breasts were small and slightly pointed with puffy nipples and areola. 
The real focus of Neilson's attention at first witnessing his lovely 
step-daughter's nakedness, however lay between her thighs. Sandy 
Winters' pussy was a real eye catcher. Even at fifteen years of age, she 
was still virtually hairless with only the slightest tuft of wispy, 
blond curls crowning her pubis. Sandy's full vulva, wide pubic arch and 
tightly closed slit were plainly visible as the young teen was left 
alone and shivering in the cool room.

The Center thought of everything. The cool room temperature caused 
Sandy's nipples to begin to harden almost immediately as she 
instinctively attempted to cover herself. A practice which would later 
be dealt with.

Sandy Winters had also been blessed with stunning good looks. Her face 
was a symphony of loveliness. Sandy had expressive blue eyes, a full 
mouth and a cute, little upturned nose. Her shining, blond hair fell 
over her shoulders and down to her waist like a golden cape. As the girl 
turned, gazing nervously around the room, her step-father noticed an 
oval shaped, plastic flange pressed against and between Sandy's shapely 
butt cheeks. Neilson remembered reading about The Center's policy called 
"CAP" or "Constant Anal Presence". He assumed that this was a part of 
that regimen. While Neilson watched, his lovely, young step-daughter 
dropped a hand behind her and touched the plastic flange, eliciting a 
wince as the long, tapered butt plug jabbed at her insides. Sandy's 
step-father smiled from behind the big observation mirror.

Just then, two male attendants entered the room with Sandy, closing the 
door behind them. It was then that her step-father also noticed that 
there was no door knob on the inside of the door. The room was 
soundproof, so Neilson was unable to hear what was said, but one of the 
two men gave his step-daughter an obvious command. At first the young 
blond backed away from the two men. She continued to try to cover her 
nudity by placing a hand over her pussy and an arm across her breasts. 
In response, one handler quickly stepped over to Sandy and took her by 
the shoulders. Sandy looked away as the man spoke to her. Taking her by 
the chin, the man raised Sandy's face and looked her directly in the 
eyes. He spoke again. To Jim Neilson's amazement, his beautiful, young, 
step-daughter slowly dropped her hands to her sides. The man before her 
spoke another command when she started to look away. Sandy quickly 
returned her gaze to his eyes. The man stared at Sandy for several 
minutes without saying or doing anything. Then without warning he 
reached out a hand and took one of Sandy's small nipples between his 
index finger and thumb, pinching gently. The teenager instinctively 
jerked away. Before Sandy could get away from him, her handler took her 
again by the shoulders and quickly spun the young teen around. While her 
step-father watched, the man reached under Sandy's arms then cupped both 
her small breasts in his hands, pulling her naked body back against 
himself. Sandy struggled weakly as the man started kissing her bare 
shoulders while he kneaded her breasts slowly. At that point, the other 
man took a position close in front of the hapless young teen. Jim 
Neilson gulped as he second man without hesitation reached down and 
cupped Sandy's pussy. Sandwiched between the two large men, the young 
blond was unable to escape. She was forced to allow herself to be 
handled at will by her trainers. As the second man rubbed her pussy 
slowly, he took Sandy by the chin and brought her face to his. The young 
girl writhed helplessly between the two. As the second man continued to 
massage Sandy's full pussy, he spoke a command. Although an expression 
of dismay remained plainly painted on the young blond's lovely face, she 
opened her eyes and looked directly at the man touching her.

"Part of the training," Jim Neilson thought, remembering more of the 
material in the Center's brochure. "Clients shall maintain eye contact 
with their respective handler(s) at all times."

After a few minutes, the man in front of Sandy removed his hand. At that 
time, the man behind Sandy released her breasts and stepped back. The 
man in front of the young girl again took her by the shoulders and 
turned her to face her other trainer. He then stepped up close behind 
Sandy and waited. The first man spoke a command. A nervous expression 
fell across Sandy's lovely features. She hesitated. With that, the man 
behind her placed one hand on Sandy's left hip to restrain her, then 
placed the palm of his other hand against the plastic flange protruding 
from between Sandy's ass cheeks. He moved his hand slowly up and down. 
The reaction from the young blond was immediate. Sandy practically left 
the floor as she leapt to her tip toes in an effort to ease the pressure 
being exerted on her bowel by the device buried deeply in her rectum.

The eight inch by 1/2 inch hard rubber plug had been placed into Sandy 
immediately following her orientation and initial disrobing. It was 
removed twice daily by a trainer so that she might use the bathroom, 
under strict supervision, of course. The only other times that it was 
removed, it was replaced with either another apparatus or some human 
appendage. This was part of the CAP Program, a most successful training 
method at TYTC.

The trainer behind Sandy, paused briefly while the other spoke the 
command again. This time, Sandy was more cooperative, albeit reluctantly.

"TYTC was wonderful," Jim Neilson thought as he watched his beautiful, 
young step-daughter assume a kneeling position in front of her trainer. 
"All resistance on the part of clients is dealt with sexually, never 
violently," Jim thought to himself, remembering yet another excerpt from 
the Center's brochure.

As Jim looked on, he witnessed this policy first hand. Each time Sandy 
refused a command some sexual liberty was taken by her handlers. At the 
moment, it appeared Sandy was being told to unfasten her trainer's 
trousers. Following her initial reluctance, her second handler had knelt 
behind her in order to manipulate her butt plug. At last, the young 
blond slowly reached out and unzipped the man's fly. As she did, the 
handler behind her reached over her shoulders, taking Sandy's shining, 
blond hair in his hands. Pulling her golden tresses back, he then 
allowed the young beauty's hair to spill down her back.

"She is so lovely," Neilson thought.

Another command was given. Sandy gazed up at the man standing before 
her, a look of utter dismay upon her face. She shook her head. 
Immediately the handler behind Sandy reached down between her thighs. He 
didn't make use of the butt plug for the moment, but as Jim Neilson 
watched the muscles of the man's forearm begin to move, he realized that 
he was touching his step-daughter in a most intimate place. Sandy 
squirmed in an effort to escape the man's attentions, but such efforts 
inevitably proved futile. The trainer standing in front of Sandy then 
lifted her chin with two fingers and spoke the command once again.

Just then the door to the observation gallery opened, and Jim Neilson 
turned to see Adam North, the Headmaster of the Youth Center enter the 
room and close the door. "Good morning, Mr. Neilson," North said 
cordially. "I'm sorry, I'm late, but I had a new inductee this morning. 
Oh, good," he said nodding at the observation window. "This is a big 
step for Miss Winters."

Turning to face the glass, Jim Neilson watched as Sandy reached a hand 
reluctantly into the trousers of the trainer who stood before her. 
Suddenly, however, the young girl jerked her hand away as though burned. 
Immediately, the handler behind Sandy withdrew his hand from between her 
thighs and gave the flange of her butt plug a firm slap. The effects 
were instantaneous, as the young blond's head flew back. She turned 
quickly to face the man behind her. With that, the trainer kneeling 
behind Sandy issued a command and slapped the butt plug again. Sandy's 
body jerked in response, but still she stared back at him, avoiding the 
man in front of her. The kneeling trainer proceeded to slap the plug 
repeatedly until at last, the stubborn, young girl turned and faced the 
man standing patiently before her.

"Young Miss Winters definitely has a stubborn streak in her, doesn't 
she, Mr. Neilson," Adam North said with a chuckle.

"Oh, yes. She most certainly does," Neilson agreed. "Her mother used to 
spoil the hell out of her as did all of her teachers. I suppose because 
of her good looks, Sandy has been used to getting her own way for a long 
time." As he watched, the handler standing in front of his step-daughter 
once again placed two fingers beneath Sandy's chin and raised her eyes 
to his. He spoke a command.

"Well, you needn't concern yourself further, Mr. Neilson. At The Youth 
Training Center we always get the desired results. Young Miss Winters is 
no different than most attractive girls her age. They seem to believe 
that men will do practically anything for them in order to gain their 
favor. If this sort of thinking isn't stifled early on, it will become a 
part of her belief system on into adulthood. Our policy of persistent 
sexual attention has proven to be virtually 100% effective at squelching 
this sort of attitude. In a few short months, your young step-daughter 
will be willing and able to provide you with any sort of sexual 
entertainment you could possibly desire. We guarantee it, Mr. Neilson."

In the training room, Sandy again reached a hand into the trousers of 
the trainer standing before her. When she hesitated, her butt plug 
received a pat from her other handler. While the two men in the 
observation gallery watched, the lovely, blond, fifteen year old, slowly 
withdrew her trainer's cock from his trousers. As the man's ample sized 
organ sprang free of the confinement of his clothing, Sandy removed her 
hand and looked up at him questioningly.

"There, you see, Mr. Neilson. Just two weeks ago, your step-daughter 
told me in no uncertain terms that no matter what we did to her, she 
would never cooperate with us. As a matter of fact, she, like so many 
others, threatened me with arrest and jail, and you name it," North went 
on, chuckling again. "It's all a matter of method and patience."

Behind the glass, Sandy Winters reluctantly took the man's large cock in 
one hand. After receiving a command and another pat on her butt plug, 
the young teen began to slowly stroke her trainer's cock shaft. Neilson 
was flabbergasted. He turned to North in wonderment.

Seeing the look of disbelief on his client's face, North smiled and 
said, "I take it, this is something that perhaps you have suggested that 
Sandy might do for you in the past."

Neilson nodded silently as he watched his beautiful, young step-daughter 
spit into her hand for lubrication, then continue to stroke the cock of 
the man in front of her. Whenever she lowered her eyes from his, Sandy 
received a reminder from behind.

"This is the first time Sandy has met the man who's penis she now holds, 
Mr. Neilson. The handler providing guidance from behind, however, has 
been working with your step-daughter from the beginning. If you recall 
the information sent to you about our services, you will remember, 
perhaps that each client is assigned a Primary handler, or Coach. 
Sandy's Coach works with her on a daily basis helping her with her 
personal hygiene as well as assisting her with her prescribed daily 
regimens and then grading her progress. Over the next few months, Sandy 
will most likely develop a bond with her Primary, since it is him that 
she ultimately must please. Later we will see to it that this loyalty is 
transferred to yourself or to whomever you wish. Am I making myself 
clear, Mr. Neilson?"

"Yes, I ah.." Neilson answered, unable to take his eyes off what was 
happening on the other side of the one-way glass.

Continuing with his commentary, North said, "From the moment she awakens 
in the morning, Miss Winters' Primary never leaves her side. He renders 
assistance with her toilet, including when necessary, the removal and 
insertion of sanitary tampons. He bathes your step-daughter, often with 
the assistance of another. Most of these daily routines are performed 
before an audience. The object being to make it abundantly clear to the 
client that her body and her bodily functions are no longer under her 
control, but rather they are the property and responsibility of others. 
Your step-daughter is a lovely, young woman who, when her conditioning 
is complete, should provide you with a great deal pleasure for many 
years, Mr. Neilson."

Adam North paused when from the corner of his eye, he sensed a struggle 
beginning in the training room. Turning, he saw Sandy's Principal take 
her head in his hands, attempting to hold the young girl motionless from 
behind. The man in front of the blond girl then stepped forward. Holding 
his big cock in one hand, he placed his other hand behind the struggling 
girl's head.

"Today marks a big turning point in both the training program and the 
life of your step-daughter, Mr. Neilson," North continued as Neilson 
watched the standing man begin to rub the tip of his prick across 
Sandy's mouth.

"This is incredible," Neilson thought, not for the last time."

In the background, North droned on, "Up until this point, Miss Winters' 
conditioning has consisted mainly of confidence breaking drills intended 
to make her more susceptible to suggestion and direction. She has had 
some initial training in technique using videos, etc., but until now has 
had little actual sexual experience in which she is expected to 
participate. The taking of a penis into her mouth is a foundation block 
in your step-daughter's conditioning. We prefer to use a stranger for 
her initial experiences to teach her that she is expected to provide any 
man with sexual service when told to do so. As a matter of fact, Mr. 
Neilson, from this moment on, your step-daughter will seldom have the 
same 'lover' twice, and they are referred to as 'lovers', by the way. 
Never will her Principal enter into a sexual act with her other than as 
you see before you, to provide incentive to obey and to learn. This 
incentive is generally administered anally, as you have no doubt 
discovered. We believe at TYTC that the way to a girl's heart and mind 
is through her rectum."

While Neilson and North watched, Sandy's Coach released his hold on her 
head and gathered her hair in one hand. He leaned down and took hold of 
the plastic flange between the teenager's firm, round buttox. He then 
pulled approximately three or four inches of the device slowly out of 
Sandy's rectum. The man standing before her continued to press his cock 
head against Sandy's lips, rubbing it not too gently back and forth 
across her smooth, white teeth while grasping her firmly by the back of 
the neck. Sandy struggled with renewed vigor, trying to shake her head 
away from the man's advances. Her blue eyes were shut tightly, and her 
pretty face contorted with her effort. Then, without warning, Sandy's 
Principal slammed the hard, rubber, anal device back into her with the 
heal of his hand. At the same time, he pulled Sandy's head back hard. 
The desired results were quickly achieved.

Although neither Neilson nor his host could hear her, Sandy opened her 
mouth wide, with a deep, guttural grunt. She would later receive marks 
down for this, but at the moment, that didn't matter much to the hapless 
teenager. What did matter was that the man standing before her took 
immediate advantage of Sandy's opened mouth , pushing the head of his 
cock inside then quickly to the back of her throat.

Immediately Sandy's hands flew to the man's thighs where she scrabbled 
ineffectually, clawing at his flesh with her nails. Another demerit.

As the smooth, broad head of the man's penis made its way into her 
mouth, Sandy's blue eyes flew open in surprise. Gazing upward she saw 
the smiling face of the very first man to have her orally, a mental 
picture which could never be erased. Sandy pushed hard against his 
thighs, trying to pull her head back, but his progress was relentless, 
and furthermore, her Principal had stepped up close behind her, blocking 
her retreat completely. While the two observers looked on, the man who's 
cock now filled the young teenager's mouth, paused and spoke. Sandy 
closed her eyes in response and tried again to free herself. Again she 
was unsuccessful.

"What your young step-daughter is no doubt being informed of, Mr. 
Neilson," North said, from beside his client. "Are her rights, which are 
exactly none," North chuckled again. She will soon be commanded to 
cooperate or face unknown consequences. Watch what happens."

While they looked on, the young blond shook her head in answer to an 
ultimatum spoken to her from behind by her Coach. Sandy's lips were 
tightly stretched around the shaft of her first "lover's" cock. Then 
ever so slowly, young Sandy Winters, teenage idol of so many, moved her 
hands from the fronts of her "lover's" hairy thighs around behind them, 
holding him just beneath his buttox. Her Principal spoke again to her. 
Sandy opened her eyes and looked up at her "lover" as instructed. 
Slowly, while the two observers watched in awe, the man began to 
withdraw his cock shaft from Sandy's mouth. When he did, Neilson saw his 
step-daughter's cheeks dimple in. "She's sucking him," he realized in 
wonder.

Neilson turned quickly toward his host, but quickly looked back at the 
proceedings behind the one-way glass. As the purple head of the man's 
cock became visible at the corner of his step-daughter's mouth, he 
paused and spoke a command. Neilson could see the mental struggle 
painted plainly on Sandy's face. The man spoke again as her Principal 
leaned down behind her, reaching for her butt plug. With that, young 
Sandy opened her big, blue eyes and her sweet, virgin mouth wide, for 
her "lover", her Coach and unknowingly for her step-father. Her "lover" 
smiled and slowly moved his hips forward. Neilson saw his 
step-daughter's small white hands flex on his thighs as the unfamiliar 
flesh again moved into her mouth. Her Principal cautiously released his 
restraining grip on Sandy's hair then knelt behind her. Next her took 
her hair in both hands and gently pulled it back, allowing it to spill 
down her back in a golden fall. Neilson was once again taken by Sandy's 
loveliness, her flawless white skin, her perfectly shaped little butt, 
her huge blue eyes which were currently filled with apprehension as her 
"lover" began to slowly fuck her mouth. The young girl tensed up 
momentarily when to her surprise, her trainer took hold of the wide 
flange of her anal device and slowly removed it. Neilson was amazed at 
the length of the device when at last Sandy's Principal placed it on the 
floor beside her left ankle. While Sandy's "lover" gradually increased 
the tempo of his strokes, Sandy's Coach began to rub her perfect little 
bottom slowly and methodically.

"Well, Mr. Neilson. It's been a pleasure," North said turning to Jim and 
extending a hand. Jim took his offered hand without comment. "I do hope 
you are satisfied with your step-daughter's progress thus far." Both men 
glanced back at the observation window. Neilson's mouth fell open as he 
watched Sandy's Coach slip his middle finger into his lovely 
step-daughter's anal opening. The little blond's whole body shuddered in 
response to the unforseen sensation. Her "lover", however, never slowed 
his pace. He continued to move his big cock rhythmically in and out of 
Sandy's mouth, causing her head to bob back and forth in time. Sandy's 
Principal picked up the first man's tempo, finger fucking her anally. It 
was a marvelous scene. "I must leave you now, Mr. Neilson. I have 
administrative duties that require my attention. Please feel free to 
stay and observe as long as you like. I believe young Miss Winters is 
scheduled for more than one oral session this morning. You should enjoy 
watching her swallow her first semen. I for one find that to be a most 
rewarding event to observe. From this time forward, Miss Winters, like 
all of our clients, will receive a substantial daily dose of semen 
orally as well as vaginally later on. Which reminds me that I neglected 
to ask if you have read the section on our contraception program."

With great difficulty, Neilson tore his eyes from the scene unfolding in 
the training room just a few yards away. "Well, yes, I... I do remember 
reading something about it, I believe."

"Briefly, Mr. Neilson. All of our clients are given Norplant. It is a 
very effective female contraceptive which is administered sub-dermally 
upon a client's induction to the Center. This implant can be left in 
place upon her completion of our program or it may be removed if you 
intend to impregnate Miss Winters or to have her impregnated; a service 
which , by the way we also provide."

Neilson was having difficulty following what Mr. North was telling him, 
so wrapped up was he in watching his young step-daughter undergo her 
first oral fucking. Just moments earlier, Sandy had been issued another 
command. The young teen now fondled the testicles of her "lover" while 
he continued to administer to her.

Suddenly Neilson remembered something he had intended to ask of his 
host. "Mr. North," he said, again tearing his eyes from the window. 
"There is something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Yes, Mr. Neilson," North said turning back to his client.

"Has she.. I mean is she?" Neilson said haltingly.

"I beg your pardon," Mr. Neilson.

"Is Sandy, My ah.. step-daughter still a.. I mean, is her.. Is she still 
'intact', is what I mean to say, Mr. North?" Neilson at last was able to 
say with a great deal of embarrassment.

"You mean, has Miss Winters had vaginal intercourse." North said with a 
smile. Neilson nodded, bashfully. "No, Mr. Neilson, she had not had 
vaginal intercourse since her induction here. As far as our staff 
gynecologist can determine, your step-daughter is still a virgin. Miss 
Winters is not scheduled for deflowering until, I believe, her fifth 
week with us. Would you like to be scheduled to observe on that day?"

"Actually, Mr. North," Neilson said, clearing his throat nervously. Then 
he paused.

"Please, Mr. Neilson, I must be going. What is it you wish to ask?"

"Mr. North," Neilson said regaining his composure. "I wish to be Sandy's 
first. I want to be the one to take my step-daughter's virginity.

Adam North was silent for several moments while he pondered Neilson's 
request. At last he spoke. "Mr. Neilson, this is a very unusual request. 
You must understand, that our program here at the Center is highly 
structured. It is for this very reason that we are so successful." He 
nodded toward the glass.

In the training room, it appeared that events were reaching a crescendo. 
Neilson immediately noticed that his step-daughter's shapely butt was 
moving slowly in time to her Coaches manipulations. Her "lover" 
exhibited amazing control as he maintained steady, even strokes, never 
pushing to deeply into the young teenager's mouth. Full or Deep Throat 
penetration would begin on a later day. His job was first to have his 
subject accept his cock into her mouth and then to ejaculate therein. He 
was well paid for his services and was a true professional, as were all 
of the staff at The Center.

"Your participation in Miss Winters' conditioning could have 
unpredictable results," North said after a moment.

Neilson looked his way, saying, "Mr. North, I have paid you and your 
Center a lot of money to prepare my step-daughter. Thus far, I must say 
the results of your program have been nothing short of spectacular." He 
paused looking back at the window. "But, Mr. North, I must insist that 
somehow I be allowed to have Sandy her first time. I am quite adamant 
about this request. I'm sure there must be some way. You people appear 
to be very resourceful."

Again, silence filled the small observation room as North pondered 
Neilson's proposal. "Very well, Mr. Neilson," he said at last. "We'll 
take your request under advisement and contact you at the proper time. 
You must agree, however to abide by our guidelines. Will that be 
acceptable to you, Mr. Neilson?"

Neilson exhaled a long breath. He realized with some consternation that 
he had been holding his breath. "Yes, Mr. North. That will be just fine. 
You have my word. I agree to your terms and will follow your instructions."

"Fine, fine, Mr. Neilson," North said half turning toward the door. "And 
now I must take my leave. Until next time then, Mr. Neilson," he said 
extending his hand once more. As Neilson shook his host's hand the man 
said, "I believe you should look to your left, Mr. Neilson."

As Neilson turned, North dropped his hand and left the room. Neilson 
didn't hear the door close, so engrossed was he in the happenings on the 
other side of the observation window. At that very instant, Sandy's 
"lover" threw his head back. With both hands, he grasped her small, 
blond head, holding her mouth on himself. At first Sandy's blue eyes 
merely registered confusion, then suddenly her expression changed.

With delight, Jim Neilson watched as his lovely step-daughter sensed the 
swelling of her "lover's" cock in her mouth. Not knowing exactly what to 
expect, Sandy's pretty face exhibited a medley of expressions ranging 
from curiosity, to surprise, to alarm, and at last understanding and 
even resignation. The young blond's cheeks bulged outward as her "lover" 
unloaded into her virgin mouth. At the same time, her Principal pressed 
his long middle finger as far into Sandy's rectum as it would physically 
reach, the palm of his hand coming to rest against her firm ass cheeks. 
He then hooked his finger rhythmically, massaging Sandy internally.

Sandy felt the hot fluid spurt against the back of her soft pallet, 
filling her mouth and threatening to choke her. With extreme alarm the 
young girl tried to pull her head back struggling for air, but she found 
her head firmly held between her "lover's" powerful hands. As more of 
his hot substance pulsed into her mouth and throat, Sandy was faced with 
two choices; suffocate or swallow. At long last, the young girl chose 
the latter. While her step-father watched awe struck from behind the 
observation window in the chamber wall, just a few feet away, the lovely 
Sandy Winters, athlete and straight "A" student swallowed her first 
semen. The semen of a total stranger.

The very next morning Sandy's real training began. She was awakened 
early by her Principal and taken to the bathroom. In the center of the 
white tiled room stood a solitary, transparent, glass toilet. As Sandy 
and her Principal entered the room, several men and women of varying 
ages filed in and took their seats on benches placed around the 
perimeter of the room. They were there to observe Sandy's morning 
toilet. This would become routine for the young blond, but for now she 
had great difficulty looking each observer in the eye as she was 
supposed to. Sandy took her place, standing beside the toilet, then as 
her Coach approached, she bent over, placing her hands on her knees. 
Stepping behind the young girl, her Principal grasped the flange of her 
plug and slowly withdrew its eight inch length from Sandy's rectum. 
Sandy was then allowed to take a seat on the toilet and begin her morning.

As the urine began to trickle into the clear glass bowl, Sandy's Coach 
nodded silently to one young man seated against the wall. He was perhaps 
seventeen years old. The boy rose from his seat and crossed over to 
stand beside Sandy and her Coach. Sandy's Coach placed a hand on Sandy's 
bare shoulder indicating that she should look up at the young man and 
smile. Sandy found this to be extremely difficult and humiliating. To 
look into the eyes of a boy practically her own age while she evacuated 
her bladder and bowels was utterly dehumanizing for the young blond who 
had been so used to having the world revolve around herself.

While Sandy continued to urinate, her Principal took the young man aside 
and whispered to him. Sandy had finished peeing when the young man 
stepped back beside her. Sandy had been told the evening before exactly 
what would be expected of her this and every morning. Immediately she 
forced herself to regain eye contact with him while she began to bear 
down. This would be her only opportunity until late this afternoon. The 
first terd hit the water with an audible "plop". Sandy started to look 
away, humiliated beyond anything she could remember. The young man 
quickly placed a couple of fingers beneath her chin. Then, raising her 
face up, he gazed into her blue eyes. Sandy returned his stare as she 
was trained to do. "Plop" resounded around the tiled room. Then Sandy 
shut her eyes and squeezed hard. When nothing came out, she opened her 
eyes again and gazed up at the young man beside her.

"Are you finished?" he asked.

Sandy nodded, but did not take her eyes from his. Without further 
comment, the young man leaned over and tore a piece of tissue from the 
roll on a small stand near the commode. He then placed a hand on Sandy's 
right shoulder.

Maintaining eye contact with the young man, Sandy slid forward slightly 
on the transparent toilet seat and spread her legs. The young man then 
reached behind her with a handful of tissue and proceeded to wipe 
Sandy's anal opening. Sandy continued to gaze into his eyes as he did 
so. The other observers around the room looked on impassively. The young 
man dropped the first piece of tissue into the bowl then reached for 
another. He wiped Sandy's bottom once again. Next, with another piece of 
tissue, he reached his hand between Sandy's thighs and began to dab at 
her pussy, working the paper between her vulva in an effort to clean her 
as well as possible. All the while, the young blond was expected to look 
him directly in the eye. This she managed to do with great difficulty. 
After wiping her thoroughly, the young man dropped the last piece of 
tissue into the bowl and flushed the toilet. He then leaned down for his 
"thank you" kiss. Sandy gazed into his eyes as he leaned closer, closing 
hers only when his lips met her lips. The young man, whom Sandy had 
never seen before until this very morning, kissed her once on the lips 
then drew back slightly waiting while Sandy opened her mouth. He then 
kissed the young teen once more. Slipping his tongue into Sandy's mouth, 
he explored the backs of her lips and teeth. She continued to return the 
young man's kiss until he was satisfied, at which time he stood up, waiting.

Usually this marked the end of Sandy's morning routine. Sandy expected 
to be led to the wash basin where she would brush her teeth, after which 
she would be bathed. She was looking forward to brushing this morning 
since she had not been allowed to since the last of her handlers had had 
his way with her mouth yesterday afternoon. Sandy could still taste the 
musky taste of semen. Sandy had swallowed an awful lot of semen 
yesterday. As her Principal moved to her side, Sandy leaned forward to 
rise from the toilet. Instead of taking her hand and leading her to the 
washbasin, however, this morning her Coach placed a restraining hand on 
Sandy's shoulder indicating that she should keep her seat. He then 
turned and nodded toward another young man of about twenty while Sandy 
looked up at him questioningly. The young man rose and crossed to the 
toilet. He moved closer to Sandy.

Sandy looked from this new young man to her Coach, then back. "Proceed," 
was all that was said. For several moments, Sandy was at a loss as to 
what was expected of her. Then finally understanding spread across her 
pretty face, followed by mild dismay.

Several moments passed during which time the observers sat quietly 
waiting as did Sandy's intended "lovers" and her Principal. Finally, 
Sandy Winters turned slightly so as to better reach the zipper of the 
young man who had assisted her with her morning routine. After having 
attended to a dozen or so handlers the day before, young Sandy was well 
versed in her duties. Expertly, she lowered the young man's zipper, then 
worked his trousers down. As she lowered his boxer shorts, his 
adolescent yet quite well developed penis stood before her, waiting. 
Looking up at the young man, Sandy took his cock in one hand then kissed 
the tip softly. She then cupped his testicles with her other hand. With 
the sweetest smile she could muster, Sandy slowly stroked the young 
man's cock several times before opening her mouth and allowing him to 
place the head onto her slightly outstretched tongue. While maintaining 
eye contact with her "lover" Sandy closed her lips around the head of 
the young man's penis and sucked gently. Her lover gazed down at her 
impassively while Sandy slowly stroked him. After a few moments, the 
young girl removed her mouth from her "lover's" penis and smiled once 
again. She then rotated on the toilet seat to face the second young man 
who waited patiently for his turn.

This was not Sandy's first attempt to pleasure two men at once. 
Yesterday she had attempted a similar exercise, only to fail miserably 
when one of the young men she was servicing came prematurely, shooting 
his load of hot, ropey semen into Sandy's thick, blond hair. Sandy had 
been instructed that she should take the offerings of both "lovers" into 
her mouth and not spill a drop of the precious fluid. It was for this 
reason that she had not been allowed to brush her teeth last night. Her 
Coach said that he wanted her not to forget the taste of semen. That 
soon she would look forward to her daily helpings.

It was therefore up to Sandy to control the climaxes of both of the 
viral young men she now attended to. With this in mind, Sandy released 
the penis of the first young man then unfastened the trousers of the 
second. Once the second man's penis was free Sandy gave him a smile then 
grasped his shaft in her right hand. Turning back to the first young 
man, Sandy smiled and took hold of him in her left hand. Then looking up 
at her Coach from her seated position on the toilet, Sandy awaited his 
instructions.

"Proceed," he said. "But remember what I told you yesterday afternoon," 
he added.

Sandy nodded obediently then turned to the first of her two "lovers". 
After making eye contact and smiling, Sandy took the head of his cock 
into her mouth. While sucking gently, Sandy began to slowly stroke the 
young man. After a minute or two, she popped his cock out of her mouth, 
turned to the second man, made eye contact, then took him into her mouth 
in turn. Sandy allowed her tongue to roam freely around the smooth 
swollen tip of her second "lover's" cock. The young teen, expertly 
stroked the young man while sucking his cock. After several minutes, 
Sandy turned her attentions back to the first young man. While she 
sucked and stroked him, she continued to slowly stroke the cock of the 
other as well. This morning, however, Sandy was very careful to monitor 
the two young men's body language. She watched their faces while she 
pleasured them, looking for signs of impending climax. She waited for 
the telltale swelling of their cocks in her mouth or hand, knowing that 
their offerings would soon follow.

Finally Sandy felt the younger of her two "lovers" begin to tremble 
slightly. She knew that in order to gain favor with her Coach, she 
should attempt to cause both men to cum as closely together as possible. 
Sandy therefore concentrated her oral attentions on the older of the two 
while only gently squeezing the shaft of the first young man, who now 
appeared very close to cumming. Suddenly the older of the two men 
groaned softly. Sandy knew this was a very good sign. Just then, she 
felt her first charge begin to tremble noticeably and felt his cock 
begin to swell and twitch in her left hand. Quickly, Sandy switched her 
oral stimulation from one cock to the other. Taking the younger of her 
"lovers" into her mouth, Sandy began to bob her head rhythmically, 
sliding her lips up and down his shaft. With her hand she began to 
softly kneed his testicles. The young man came quickly. Sandy looked up 
into his pleasure contorted face as she swallowed his offering. Just as 
his flood appeared to be ebbing, Sandy felt the second man's cock swell 
in her right hand. Quickly, the young blond popped one cock out of her 
mouth and took the second in just as the eruption occurred.

Sandy had only gotten out of bed an hour ago and already she had 
received two loads of semen into her tummy. As the young blond 
obediently cleaned the cocks of her two "lovers" with her talented 
tongue, a sense of pride filled her. Sandy hadn't spilled a drop.

The two young men then returned to their seats. While the room full of 
observers looked on, Sandy's Principal stepped up beside her. "That was 
much better, Miss Winters," he commented emotionlessly. "Please stand."

Sandy quickly stood up from the toilet then looked at her Coach. The man 
nodded silently indicating to Sandy his wishes. Obediently, the young 
teenager stepped to the side of the glass toilet. Then she panned her 
gaze from one impassive observer's face to the next. Making eye contact 
with each, Sandy smiled as sweetly as she could under the circumstances. 
When at last she had recognized each in turn, Sandy again faced her 
Principal. Then while maintaining eye contact with him, she slowly 
leaned down and placed her hands on her knees. Without the need for 
further instruction, Sandy locked her knees then spread her feet to 
shoulder width. The young teen then looked straight ahead at the row of 
observers, waiting.

Sandy's Coach nodded his approval then motioned toward the far end of 
the row of observers. To Sandy's shock and dismay, a girl not much older 
than herself stood and crossed to where Sandy stood bent over waiting. 
Sandy's Coach took the girl by the hand and moved her in front of Sandy. 
Sandy was mortified and promptly looked away. Clearing his throat 
loudly, Sandy's Principal said, "Miss Winters, I want you to meet Karen. 
Beginning this morning, Karen will be your companion for the next few 
weeks. Karen, rather than myself will assist you with your daily needs, 
until I say otherwise. Do you understand, Miss Winters?"

Sandy found herself unable to look up at Karen due to her extreme 
embarrassment. The uncomfortable young blond continued to stare intently 
at the floor, thereby breaking a cardinal rule at The Center. While she 
stood, bent at the waist, her Principal moved closer to Sandy, then 
without warning he reached up under her arm and began to rub her left 
breast, pressing down hard enough on the developing gland to cause a 
dull pain to spread through Sandy's torso. He then took one of Sandy's 
small nipples between his index finger and thumb and started to pinch 
and tug at the tiny pink nub.

"I asked if you understand what I'm saying to you, Miss Winters," he 
said cooly. "I would like for you please to look up at Karen and 
acknowledge."

Sandy, suppressing a whimper of pain, slowly looked up at the young 
woman who stood before her waiting patiently. As Sandy had initially 
suspected, Karen couldn't have been more than eighteen or nineteen years 
old herself. "How could she stand there so impassively, while this man 
hurts me?" Sandy asked herself.

But there she stood, smiling as she returned Sandy's gaze calmly as if 
nothing at all was out of the ordinary.

Karen has quite a story herself, but I'll have to reserve that for 
another time. Karen was what one might only politely call cute. She had 
a semi-pretty face, but was a large girl. Big boned and strong, Karen 
stood almost six feet tall at age nineteen, and her sexual preference 
for girls had guaranteed Karen a position on the Center's regular staff. 
Karen smiled more broadly at the distressed, blond beauty standing bent 
over before her.

Karen secretly despised girls like Sandy. Sandy had everything that 
Karen had been denied, good looks, popularity with boys, lots of 
friends. As she placed her hand softly on Sandy's cheek Karen thought to 
herself, "You and I are going to have lots of fun together 'Blondy'." 
Sandy gave Karen a pleading look as the larger girl slowly removed her 
hand from Sandy's cheek then moved behind her to stand beside Sandy's 
Coach. The two conferred softly together for a moment then Karen reached 
for a tube of K/Y Jelly which lay on the back of the glass toilet. While 
Sandy waited in mild discomfort, Karen squeezed a generous amount of the 
viscous jelly onto her middle finger, then replaced the tube on the back 
of the toilet. Stepping up behind Sandy's shapely ass, Karen placed a 
hand on the blond teenager's left hip, holding her still. Then, without 
hesitation, Karen plunged her lubricated middle finger into Sandy's 
rectal passage. Caught completely off guard, Sandy grunted loudly, her 
knees practically buckling beneath her. Karen held her tightly by her 
love handle while she thrust her finger through Sandy's protesting 
sphincter until her knuckles met the smooth skin of the young blond's 
back side. There Karen paused, reveling in the feeling of the young 
girl's anal muscles as they clamped convulsively on her invading digit. 
Thoroughly enjoying herself, Karen proceeded to twist and flex her 
finger inside Sandy for several minutes while the young blond shifted 
her hips and squirmed.

"How's that feel, 'Blondy'?" Karen asked coldly, leaning closer so she 
could whisper in Sandy's ear.

Sandy could only stare at the big girl in shocked disbelief. Here was a 
girl practically her own age helping this horrible training center to 
abuse her. Sandy pondered this while trying to silently endure Karen's 
anal attentions.

"You and me are gonna get to be real good friends, 'Blondy'," Karen said 
as she slowly rotated her probing finger, spreading the lubricant inside 
Sandy. Then standing up, Sandy's new "friend" slowly withdrew her finger 
from the young blond's rectum. Turning to Sandy's Principal, Karen 
received a nod indicating she should proceed. Turning again to the 
toilet back, Karen picked up Sandy's butt plug. Then while holding 
Sandy's firm round cheeks apart with one hand, Karen pressed the hard 
rubber tip of the eight inch long device against her small, puckered, 
anal opening which glistened with lubricant. With practically no effort, 
the larger girl pushed the long device into Sandy with a slow, twisting 
motion, receiving a soft whimper for her efforts. When the plastic 
flange finally lay flat against Sandy's ass cheeks, Karen gave the young 
blond a pat on the butt and said with a chuckle, "There you go, 
'Blondy'. You're all set. You have a nice day now, and I'll see you this 
evening." Smiling at Sandy's Principal, the large girl returned to her seat.

After receiving permission to stand up, Sandy was lead to the shower 
area. There she was bathed by two young men from the observation gallery 
while the others watched. The bathers took great care to clean Sandy 
very thoroughly. Following her bath, the observers filed out and Sandy 
was escorted by her Coach to her first class of day. Today she would be 
schooled in masturbation.

For the next several weeks, after classes, Sandy would be met by Karen. 
 From that point on until the next morning, Karen was in charge. Karen 
was very thorough in her instruction techniques. By the end of her 
period with Karen, young Sandy Winters was well versed in the ways of 
lesbian love making. Karen taught Sandy how to orally pleasure a female 
among other things. For many weeks the two girls slept together each 
night. If the truth be known, however, Sandy didn't get much real sleep. 
Karen seemed to have an almost insatiable appetite for sex, and Sandy 
was kept very busy until the wee hours of the morning. Karen had been 
given permission by Sandy's Principal to take whatever liberties with 
the young blond she chose, with one exception. Under no circumstances 
was Sandy's virginity to be disturbed. She was to remain "intact". Under 
Karen's tutelage, Sandy received quite an education.

Sandy awoke to find herself in Karen's arms, as was the norm these days. 
The pretty, young blond tried not to stir as she lay there contemplating 
her situation. Sandy's large companion lay curled up close behind her 
with her right hand cupping Sandy's left breast. Sandy took a slow, deep 
breath. A tear trickled down her cheek. "How had this happened?" she 
wondered. One day she was a promising young student with many friends 
and several boys 'in tow'. Then the next thing she knew she was trapped 
in this horrible place. The two girls lay naked on the king sized bed. 
The rumpled satin sheets were littered with every kind of sex toy 
imaginable, all of which had been used on Sandy or by her the night 
before. Sandy shivered in the cool room air. Karen moaned, stirring in 
her slumber. She squeezed Sandy's breast. Sandy held her breath. The 
young blond knew it was too late however, when she felt her large, gay 
companion kiss her on the back of her neck. Then Karen released Sandy's 
small breast and allowed her hand to move slowly down over Sandy's flat 
tummy, eventually to come to rest over her pussy. Sandy bit her lower 
lip as Karen kissed her on the neck again while she slipped a finger 
between Sandy's vulva and began to toy with her clitoris, rubbing the 
sensitive organ in small, deliberate circles. Sandy's day had begun. 
There was no more time for idle thought.

After making love with Karen, which took almost two hours, Sandy was 
taken to the bathroom where she went through her usual morning routine. 
Following her toiletries, Sandy and Karen had a bath together, after 
which Karen, with a crafty smile wished Sandy a pleasant day and 
departed her company.

"Good morning, Mr. Neilson," said Head Master North as he entered the 
observation room.

"Good morning, Mr. North. It's good to see you again."

"Miss Winters has made tremendous progress over the past few weeks. She 
has virtually ceased all resistance to handling and has even taken on a 
female lover. We are quite pleased."

"That.. That's very nice, Mr. North, but is she still....?"

"Intact, Mr. Neilson?" North said with a smile, using Neilson's term.

"Uhh.. Yes... Intact," Sandy's step-father agreed.

"Indeed, she is, Mr. Neilson, but I wish to state once again for the 
record that I have grave concerns with regard to your plan of action. I 
believe it would be far better in the long run if you allow us to 
deflower your step-daughter in the customary manner. I am afraid that 
your participation may come back to haunt you later on."

"Your concerns are duly noted, Mr. North, but I insist," Neilson said 
stubbornly.

Both men turned to face the large, one way observation window when they 
saw the door on the other side of the adjacent training room open and 
young Sandy Winters enter accompanied by her Principal.

Sandy looked stunning. Her long, blond tresses were combed and shining 
and lay like a golden cape over her shoulders and down her narrow back, 
ending just above her shapely bottom. Neilson felt a stirring in his 
groin as her took in his beautiful fifteen year old step-daughter, soon 
to be his. Today, in deference to her impending deflowering, Sandy was 
adorned with a black velvet collar. Naked other than her collar, Sandy's 
lithe young body glowed in the warm room lighting. Her small pointed 
breasts were topped with tight, little, pink nipples, erect from the air 
conditioning. Neilson's mouth started to water as his eyes locked onto 
the small tuft of curly, blond hair which crowned his step-daughter's 
pubic mound. While the two men watched, Sandy was lead to a chair and 
instructed to sit. Before she did, however, Neilson noticed that Sandy 
was still fitted with her butt plug. Neilson smiled inwardly when he saw 
the young teenager wince when she sat, the rubber device no doubt 
probing her delicate internal tissues.

"As I mentioned when we last spoke, Mr. Neilson," North said, breaking 
Jim Neilson's revery. "You will be allowed to participate in Miss 
Winters' deflowering, but only if you follow certain guidelines." 
Neilson turned to the Head Master, a concerned expression on his face. 
"We must take steps to insure that your step-daughter does not realize 
who it is who is handling her."

"But..," Neilson began to object.

"Please, Mr. Neilson. Hear me out," North said raising a hand. "You must 
realize that what you will be doing here is raping your step-daughter. 
In spite of her training I can practically guarantee you that she will 
not submit voluntarily to vaginal sex with you or anyone else for that 
matter. It is for this reason that we usually employ the services of a 
trained handler. A person who knows how to force himself upon a young 
girl without damaging her. Furthermore, once the deed is done, Miss 
Winters would never see that person again, so no deep routed resentments 
can be formed by her toward him. If, on the other hand, Miss Winters 
were to realized that it is you who is taking her, it may have serious, 
deleterious effects upon the future of your relationship together. Do I 
make myself clear, Mr. Neilson?"

Neilson was shocked. He had very much wanted to experience to the 
fullest the taking of his haughty, young step-daughter. He wanted to 
watch Sandy's facial expression as he forced his throbbing hard cock to 
the hilt in her tender cunt. His objection must have been obvious on his 
face, because as Neilson opened his mouth to reply to North's ultimatum, 
the Head Master again held up a hand, silencing him in mid-syllable.

"Before you get upset, Mr. Neilson, let me explain my plan."

Mollified for the moment, Neilson nodded his consent.

"If I might direct your attention to the training room, Mr. Neilson." 
Neilson looked through the one-way glass to see that Sandy's Principal 
was holding the young girl's chin up while he applied what appeared to 
be eye drops to Sandy's eyes. "What you see here, Mr. Neilson is Miss 
Winters' primary handler applying special eye drops. These drops will 
render your young step-daughter partially blind, temporarily, of course. 
She will be able to distinguish shapes only, no details. Miss Winters 
will know that she is being taken by a man, but will be totally unable 
to recognize him, unless, of course, the man divulges his identity by 
speaking or making any sound which might identify him to her. In other 
words, Mr. Neilson, if you are discrete, you should be able to have sex 
with your step-daughter without jeopardizing your future relationship. 
If, however, you allow her to identify you, not only can I not vouch for 
your future plans with Miss Winters, but I will have no choice but to 
insist that her stay with The Center be terminated immediately. Do you 
understand me, Mr. Neilson?"

Neilson was busy watching the proceedings in the training room on the 
other side of the one-way glass. While he watched, Sandy's Principal 
finished administering the eye drops to the young teenager, then quickly 
exited the room, leaving her to gaze about blinking. In just a few 
minutes, the blond beauty was practically unable to see anything other 
than vague shapes and outlines. While Neilson watched, Sandy rose from 
her seat and started to feel her way around the room. At one point, she 
actually bumped into the big one-way glass, her beautiful young body 
only inches from her salivating step-father.

"Mr. Neilson," said North. "Do you understand the conditions of this 
exercise?" he asked repeating himself.

Neilson placed his hand on the glass over one of Sandy's small breasts 
as the young teen cast her impaired gaze around to room, stunned and 
confused. His mouth was as dry as sand. "Yes, I... I understand," 
Neilson muttered, lost in thoughts of lust. At that point in time, he 
would have agreed to almost anything.

"Very well then. I will have Miss Winters transferred to another chamber 
in our facility." North stepped to an intercom panel on the wall near 
the door and after pressing a button, he muttered something 
unintelligible into the panel speaker. Immediately, two handlers entered 
the room on the other side of the glass. Sandy shied away from the two 
men at first, but was soon led from the room, stumbling slightly as she 
went. "Please follow me, Mr. Neilson," North said flatly.

Jim Neilson was led into a small room in the center of which stood an 
odd looking chair. Not recognizing the device as the close relative of a 
birthing chair, Neilson circled it, staring at it curiously. The 
plastic, anatomically shaped seat stood at about the same height as a 
barber's chair and had controls that would allow it to be raised or 
lowered to any height. The seat back could also be raised or lowered 
allowing the person seated in the chair to be sat up straight or leaned 
back into a recumbent position. The real distinguishing feature of the 
chair was the seat itself. Upon closer inspection, Neilson noted that 
the seat bottom was split into two sections such that the occupant's 
thighs would be cradled and supported leaving their buttox unconstrained 
and accessible. Attached to the seat were two six inch wide plastic 
extensions which ended in stainless steel stirrups. There was no doubt 
in Neilson's mind what they were for. The leg extensions were 
articulated such that they could be adjusted in virtually any direction, 
side to side or up and down. On the sides of the chair were arm rests. 
These rests, like the leg extensions were adjustable. Also, like the leg 
rests, they were equipped with nylon restraint straps which fastened 
with velcro closures. Upon a second inspection, Neilson noticed a padded 
restraint band attached to a head rest at neck level. From what he could 
tell, a person could be restrained in this device by the throat, arms 
and legs, rendering them totally immobile and helpless.

"What do you think of our 'Cooperation Seat'?" North said, interrupting 
Neilson's pondering. "I assume you've guessed it's purpose."

"I have indeed," Neilson said, turning to face his host. "It looks like 
once again, your wonderful institution has thought of everything. When 
do we get started?" Neilson was becoming very impatient. His heart raced 
as he considered what was about to occur. He was about to fulfill a 
dream, to have sex with his beautiful, young step-daughter. To slide his 
cock deep into the beautiful body of the girl who had shunned him ever 
since he had married her mother. In spite of his best efforts at 
seduction, Sandy had repulsed his advances. Now she would be his. He 
would be her first. No one could take that away from him. Nothing Sandy 
could do would ever reverse the fact that the first cock to enter her 
vagina would be his. Regaining his wits, Neilson turned to Adam North 
and said, "I want this video taped. I want to some day be able to show 
my step-daughter who it was who took her virginity today."

After a brief pause, North replied, "Very well, Mr. Neilson. That can be 
arranged, but I caution you not to divulge your identity to Miss Winters 
until your relationship with her is very well established. She still has 
several weeks of training ahead of her before she will be malleable 
enough for you to approach sexually on a regular basis."

"I understand, Mr. North," Neilson responded. "Now, please, I am anxious 
to begin."

North smiled knowingly then replied, "Very well. Please disrobe and take 
a seat in that chair over there." He nodded toward a straight backed 
metal chair against the far wall. "I will say this once, Mr. Neilson, so 
listen up," North said in a commanding tone of voice. "From this point 
on it will be in your best interest to remain completely silent, before, 
during and after your experience with Miss Winters. Do I make myself 
clear? If she recognizes you, all bets are off and this exercise will be 
concluded."

Resenting North's tone of voice, Neilson nodded his consent, none the 
less. He began to remove his clothes, his heart racing at an almost 
scary pace.

After acknowledging Neilson's gesture of cooperation, North turned to 
leave. Before he did, however he turned to say, "A crew will be in 
shortly to set up the video equipment you've requested. Shortly after 
that, your step-daughter will be brought in and restrained in the 
'Cooperation Seat'. After that, you will be left alone to have your way 
with her. You may take as long as you like. Be advised also that she has 
been given the Norplant contraceptive so you may feel free to ejaculate 
inside of her without fear of unplanned impregnation. Enjoy yourself and 
your step-daughter, Mr. Neilson. I would like to chat with you when you 
are finished, please."

"That'll be my pleasure, Mr. North," said a grinning Jim Neilson as he 
pealed his shirt over his head. North left. After he finished 
undressing, Neilson took a seat on the chair as instructed. Within 
minutes, two men entered and set up a video camera on a tripod. After 
aiming it at the 'Cooperation Seat' they gave a slightly embarrassed 
Neilson brief instructions on its operation then left the room.

Neilson sat waiting for what seemed like hours before at long last the 
door on the other side of the room opened. As the lovely, blond teenager 
was escorted into the room, Neilson gasped. Not for the last time he 
thought how beautiful the fifteen year old girl really was. Now up close 
and in the same room, Sandy was breathtaking.

Still blinded by the eye drops she'd been given, Sandy looked around the 
room, not seeing Neilson who blended in with the rest of the blur. 
Having never been in this particular room before, Sandy had no idea what 
was in store for her. Unable to recognize the "Cooperation Seat" for 
what it was, the young teen didn't resist when her handlers led her to 
the device. I wasn't until they sat her down in it that Sandy began to 
get feelings of foreboding. Then when the two men began to fasten the 
restraint straps, Sandy started to get really alarmed. Knowing better 
than to say anything, however, the young girl offered only passive 
resistance. After a few minutes, Sandy Winters found herself strapped to 
the ominous seat. A padded strap encircled her throat allowing her to 
move her head, but not to rise from the chair. Her arms were bound at 
her wrists and elbows to the arm rests and her legs were restrained at 
her thighs knees and ankles. Sandy was unable to move much at all. She 
had a very bad feeling about her present situation.

Soon her handlers left the room leaving Sandy in silence. Even though 
she couldn't see clearly, Sandy sensed the presence of another person in 
the room. Sure enough, after a moment or two, a blurred form approached 
her from the other side of the room. As hard as she tried to focus her 
eyes, Sandy was unable to recognize the individual who now stood 
directly in front of her, not more than three feet away. The silence was 
creepy. Then Sandy felt the person's hands on her knees. After several 
weeks in The Center, Sandy had been conditioned not to resist the 
advances of any handler. So when the mystery person applied pressure to 
the insides of her knees, spreading her legs slowly apart, Sandy allowed 
it. Once her legs were spread widely apart, the man leaned over her to 
adjust something on the side of the seat. Sandy heard a click. When she 
then experimented by trying to close her legs together, Sandy found she 
was unable to. Her legs were locked apart. What really caused the 
teenager concern was that she thought she recognized a somehow familiar 
scent emanating from the individual now standing between her spread thighs.

"Somewhere she'd smelled that scent before," the young blond thought to 
herself. Her speculation was interrupted when the man moved out from 
between Sandy's legs and stepped around behind the seat out of her line 
of sight. The next thing Sandy felt was the mans hands on either side of 
her face, softly stroking her cheeks. Next the mystery man leaned around 
from behind her and kissed her neck. Then he moved his hands from her 
face down to cup her breasts. Kissing her on her neck and shoulders, the 
man began to massage Sandy's small breasts, pinching her nipples between 
his fingers and rolling them slowly from side to side. Sandy held very 
still as she'd been taught. After a few minutes, her mystery lover, 
removed his hands from her breasts. A moment later Sandy was leaned back 
as the man adjusted the back of the chair, lowering her so that she was 
almost completely reclined. After placing a hand gently on her cheek, 
the man stepped around the chair and again stood between Sandy's legs. 
He then placed his hands on Sandy's knees. This time, he started slowly 
moving his hands up Sandy's thighs until at last his thumbs made contact 
with her vulva. He then started to move his thumbs in slow deliberate 
circles alternately opening and closing Sandy's pussy lips so that she 
could feel the chill room air on her moist inner lips. Then suddenly the 
man reached down with one hand and quickly removed Sandy's anal plug. 
The young blond shivered involuntarily as the eight inch hard, rubber 
plug was withdrawn from her rectal passage. Sandy whimpered softly as 
with his other hand the man began to rub her clitoral area sending waves 
of electric sensations throughout her young body. Unable to control the 
natural reactions of her physiology, Sandy felt herself begin to get 
warm "down there". She started to moisten as well.

Much to her delight, Sandy's lover, Karen had discovered what a wet 
young girl Sandy Winters could be when aroused. To Sandy's continuing 
dismay, the young teenager found that she was totally unable to control 
this natural biological reaction to sexual stimulation. As she lay 
helplessly strapped to the strange seat at the mercy of an unknown 
handler, Sandy found herself becoming wetter and wetter as the man 
continued his attentions. Sandy stared with blurred vision at the 
ceiling over her chair and was therefore unaware that the man had 
stooped down, bringing his face between her thighs.

Sandy had had cunnilingus performed on her before by Karen on many an 
occasion, and she had been made to reciprocate, eating the larger girl's 
very hairy pussy until Karen came in Sandy's face. Recently, this had 
become a regular part of Sandy's morning. Most days, Sandy was not 
allowed to wash her face after having oral sex with Karen and therefore 
carried the big girl's scent on her mouth and cheeks for the rest of the 
day. Today had been different for some unknown reason, however. Before 
being led to the strange new room where she now found herself, Sandy had 
been bathed and perfumed as if she were being prepared for something 
special.

Neilson heard his sexy little step-daughter gasp in a breath when his 
tongue first made contact with her most intimate flesh. "God, she tasted 
good!" Neilson thought as his tongue to began its exploration between 
Sandy's moist labia. As much as he was tempted to stand up and plunge 
his cock into Sandy's virgin cunt, Neilson controlled himself. Taking 
his time, he reveled in the sweet perfumed scent of his step-daughter. 
"She's a wet one," Neilson thought to himself as he gently kissed 
Sandy's small inner lips which glistened with a mixture of his saliva 
and her female juices. Neilson wiggled the tip of his tongue between 
those soft lips, tasting the teen's tangy, salty nectar.

Sandy struggled to remain silent as she'd been taught. As mentioned 
earlier, Sandy had been eaten before, but this was somehow different. 
The sensations which shot through the young girl as a result of her 
newest lover's oral attentions were more intense. Her hips began to move 
slowly, reflexively. Her lover's tongue continued its explorations, 
dipping into areas never before visited, but which unexplainably begged 
to be probed. "Why hadn't Karen done it like this?" Sandy wondered idly.

Then the first stinging sensation coursed through her causing Sandy's 
thighs to quiver. Forgetting herself, Sandy squealed more in surprise 
than from the pain which actually was quite minimal. She thought she 
heard her mystery lover murmur something, but wasn't sure.

"Yes, sweetheart," Neilson murmured into Sandy's pussy, forgetting 
himself as well. He felt the young teen move her hips upward, pressing 
herself against his mouth. With his thumbs, he spread Sandy's lips open 
wide giving him better access to her vaginal opening. Before proceeding, 
Neilson studied Sandy. Her inner lips were swollen and glistening with 
moisture. Between the soft flaps of dark pink skin winked her unexplored 
vaginal opening, gateway to unimaginable pleasures. Stiffening his 
tongue, Neilson pressed its tip into Sandy's vagina eliciting yet 
another gasp from the young teen. Neilson then pressed his lips against 
Sandy's opening and began to suckle her. Her taste was ambrosia. The 
teenager's hips now moved in a slow regular motion, up and down in time 
to her step-father's oral administrations. From time to time, Neilson 
would probe the resilient little membrane that separated Sandy from 
womanhood. Each time he was rewarded with a whimper or a gasp. He buried 
his face between the young girl's thighs and feasted, covering his 
cheeks, nose and chin with silky sweet juices. His young step-daughter 
was quite obviously responding to his attentions. In spite of herself, 
Sandy had become extremely wet and swollen in her vaginal area. Her 
breathing rate had markedly increased and her pelvic motions became far 
more aggressive as she unconsciously sought to follow her step-father's 
tongue with her sex. Neilson suspected that the teenager was very close 
to orgasm. It was time.

Neilson stood between his step-daughter's legs and gazed down at the 
lovely, young blond. Sandy's face and neck were flushed a deep pink. The 
insides of her thighs were glistening wet with a combination of saliva 
and vaginal fluid. Her breathing was still heavy although while he 
watched, Sandy relaxed somewhat. Neilson reluctantly tore his gaze away 
from Sandy long enough to step once again behind the chair where he 
fidgeted with the controls. After a moment he was able to raise the seat 
back up so that Sandy was once again in a more or less seated position, 
reclining only slightly with her legs spread widely apart. Satisfied 
with the chair setting at last, Neilson moved slowly around his 
beautiful step-daughter, taking in every inch of her young body, her 
neck, her shoulders, her small breasts, her flat, muscular tummy, the 
inviting tuft of damp, blond hair between her slim thighs. It was time.

Neilson stepped between Sandy's legs. His face was not more than a foot 
from that of his step-daughter. He could smell Sandy's breath, warm on 
his lips when she breathed. He looked into her blue eyes. Her pupils 
were large and black, dilated both from the eye drops as well as from 
her arousal. Neilson could tell she was trying to focus, trying to 
recognize the man who stood before her. The young teen gasped when 
Neilson covered her small breasts with his hands. As she had been 
taught, Sandy looked directly at the blurred face of the man who handled 
her. Neilson took her tiny nipples between his thumbs and fingers and 
pinched gently. Sandy's eyes widened slightly, but she remained silent.

With his right hand, Neilson reached down and grasped his manhood. He 
had never been so hard in his life.

Not being an overly large man, Neilson was, none the less reasonably 
well endowed. He looked down at the throbbing purple head of his cock, 
the head glistening with a drop of pre-cum. His eight inch shaft was 
heavily veined, but not all that big around. "Here we go," he thought, 
bending his knees slightly. He then placed his left hand on Sandy's 
right cheek. He leaned forward and kissed her softly on her pink lips. 
Sandy quickly returned the kiss as she'd been taught, never suspecting 
what was about to happen. Leaning back so that he could get a good look 
at Sandy's facial expressions, Neilson slowly brought the head of his 
cock up and into contact with the soft wet inner lips of his 
step-daughter's pussy.

It was a new sensation for Sandy, when something very hot and smooth 
touched her down there. Karen had touched her there with various sex 
toys, vibrators and the like, but this was different. Sandy squirmed in 
the chair as her lover began to move the hot object up and down against her.

"She's so beautiful!" Neilson thought to himself, seeing the look of 
confusion and curiosity grow on Sandy's face. She bit her lower lip. He 
slowly moved the throbbing head of his prick up and down in the hot, wet 
valley between the swollen lips of his step-daughter's virgin pussy. 
Soon not only the head of his cock, but most of his fist were covered 
with silky juice. Neilson paused, pressing the head of his manhood 
against the gates of heaven. He smiled as he watched a look of surprise 
gradually turn to one of mild alarm. Neilson pushed with his knees and 
hips. Sandy squealed in shock and pain. To Neilson, it felt like trying 
to force his cock into a coke bottle. He pushed harder. Sandy cried out, 
slamming her head back against the head rest of the chair. She began to 
struggle ineffectually, trying to move her hips, anything to stop the 
pain between her thighs. Neilson could feel the muscles tense up in 
Sandy's forearms when he covered them with his big hands, trying for 
leverage by holding onto the chair arms. Sandy cried out again, 
completely disregarding the primary rule of The Center.

"Easy, baby," Neilson gasped, forgetting himself once again. Immediately 
Sandy's facial expression changed to one shock and suspicion. Neilson 
silently berated himself, "Had Sandy recognized him?" Then he thought, 
"No matter, this ought to distract you, sweetheart." With that, Neilson 
pushed up hard with his knees.

Sandy opened her mouth in a long cry. The pain between her thighs grew 
momentarily intense, then something inside her gave way. With a low 
moan, Sandy Winters became a woman.

The force of his thrust carried Jim Neilson's eight inch cock about half 
way into the tight, young ex-virgin, at which point Sandy's vaginal 
muscles clamped down on him in an involuntary spasm, halting further 
penetration into her vaginal passage for the moment. Neilson was content 
to simply watch the play of expressions on his lovely step-daughter's 
face as they ranged from pain to the realization of what had just 
occurred. Inside the young girl yet another symphony was playing. This 
one in the form of muscular spasms and contractions the likes of which 
Jim Neilson had never before experienced. His step-daughter was 
Neilson's first virgin, and Sandy was at the moment fulfilling his every 
expectation. The young teen had a very "athletic" vagina which presently 
was trying to adust itself to the invasion of Neilson's cock. 
Unknowingly, Sandy had already begun the process of fucking her step-father.

After a few moments, Neilson moved his hips back and down, slowly 
extracting himself from inside his step-daughter. Sandy shivered in 
response. She took two rapid, shallow breaths. Neilson, whose face was 
only inches from that of his beautiful step-daughter could smell the 
early scent of arousal on Sandy's breath. That unmistakable musky smell, 
damp and sensual. As the head of his cock neared the exit to Sandy's 
vagina, the young girl's muscles contracted virtually "squirting" him 
from inside her. Looking down, Neilson took his shaft in his right hand. 
He began to rub the tip up and down between Sandy's vulva, coating the 
head with a pink mixture of blood and nubile female juices. Sandy 
shivered in response. Neilson then placed the head of his cock to 
Sandy's entrance and pushed. This time he reveled to the sight of his 
young step-daughter's flat tummy bulge outward in response to his rapid 
penetration. Using the muscles in both his knees and hips, Neilson 
forced his cock ever deeper into the slippery tightness of Sandy's 
vagina. It was a wonderful sensation as the young girl instinctively 
fought the invasion of her interior with her powerful vaginal muscles. 
Sandy clamped down hard on her step-father's cock shaft once more 
halting his progress. This time, however, Neilson planned to win. He 
continued to exert pressure upward with his knees, waiting for the 
moment that Sandy would have to relax her muscles. After a moment or 
two, with a quick exhale followed by a gasping breath, Sandy relaxed her 
hold on him. Neilson was able to gain another inch before she clamped 
him again. Neilson was in heaven. He watched the expressions of exertion 
fly over his step-daughter's beautiful face only inches from his own. 
Glancing down quickly, Neilson noticed Sandy was straining upward 
against the restraints of the birthing seat, the nylon straps pressing 
into the tops of her thighs. The knuckles of Sandy's hands shown white 
as she clenched the arms of the chair.

"He's fucking me!" Sandy's mind screamed in protest. "I can't see who he 
is, but he's fucking me. Oh owww! Oh God, No! Stop! Oh please, stop! Oh, 
ugghh!" The young girl squirmed helplessly in the restraints which bound 
her to the strange chair. Sandy tried to hold her breath. She tried to 
keep bearing down on the invading flesh which moved slowly into her, but 
each time she gasped in a breath of life-giving air she lost a little 
more ground. Each time she breathed Sandy's muscles relaxed their grip, 
and the stranger's penis moved relentlessly deeper and deeper. At last 
she felt the warmth of his hairy thighs as they came to rest against her 
bottom and the backs of her own quivering thighs. She heard her lover 
groan and felt him flex himself inside her. Sandy had lost. She was 
taken. Sandy made a soft groan of her own when her blurred lover leaned 
forward and began to nibble on her naked shoulder.

"God, she's marvelous!" Neilson's mind reeled as at last his hairy 
testicles pressed against the insides of his step-daughter's ass cheeks. 
The last of the resilient flesh inside his wonderful little 
step-daughter moved aside and allowed him pass, his cock head coming to 
rest in her deepest depths against the muscular little doughnut of 
Sandy's cervix. "She's mine! At last, she's mine. Oh how long I've 
waited for this moment," Neilson thought. He leaned down and kissed the 
lovely teen on her shoulder and neck. He breathed in a draft of her 
intoxicating female scent. Neilson wanted to remain like this forever, 
his cock buried deep in Sandy. He flexed his cock and was rewarded with 
a squeeze. He sucked on her fragrant neck and felt her shiver in response.

After what seemed like hours, Neilson decided to try an experimental 
stroke. He straightened his back and placed his hands over Sandy's 
wrists on the chair arms. In preparation, Neilson moved his hips slowly 
forward and back a few times, working his shaft inside his 
step-daughter, attempting to loosen her hold on him a bit. The 
beautiful, blond teenager gazed up at him. The pupils of her bright, 
blue eyes were dilated to the point that they looked like black pools. 
The expression on Sandy's face was worth all the money Neilson had spent 
to arrive at this very place. There was wonder and loathing, fear and 
pain all wrapped up in a beautiful package for Neilson's enjoyment. 
While he gazed at Sandy's face, Neilson moved his hips back, slowly 
extracting himself from within her. Sandy's eyes closed and she leaned 
her head back against the headrest. A fragrant breath issued from the 
young teenager puffing out her flushed cheeks. Neilson glanced down to 
see his cock shaft, glistening with moisture, emerge inch by inch from 
the confines of his step-daughter's vagina. Sandy's small labia were 
pulled outward as they clung to him. After only a brief pause, Neilson 
looked back up at Sandy's lovely face. The young teen lay back in the 
chair breathing heavily. Neilson felt her relax slightly inside. With 
all the force he could muster, Neilson rammed his cock upward.

"Mmmmmuuugghhh!" Sandy groaned. "Nnnooooooo!" she wailed aloud as her 
mystery lover's cock shot upward into her tender interior. Sandy tried 
to struggle in the chair, but it was useless of course. Before she could 
draw another breath, her lover took another stroke, causing Sandy's head 
to rock back into the headrest. Sandy gasped in a breath which was 
promptly knocked out of her by the next hammering thrust.

Neilson was in the process of getting up a methodical, hammering rhythm 
when unexpectedly the door to the small chamber opened and in walked a 
rather large girl. Embarrassed, Neilson halted his fucking of his 
step-daughter momentarily and stared abashedly at the big girl. None too 
pretty was she, big boned and broad shouldered, but with an air of 
authority, Karen stepped quickly to the side of the Cooperation Seat, 
standing just out of Sandy's blurred field of vision. Neilson opened his 
mouth to speak but was promptly cut off by Karen's upraised hand.

"Hello, Blondy," Karen said, flashing a wicked grin in Neilson's 
direction. Startled, Sandy turned her head quickly in the direction of 
the familiar voice. "The Headmaster told me you were getting fucked 
today," Karen went on matter-of-factly. "I do wish I could have been 
here to see the expression on your face when you got your cherry 
popped," the big girl said with a chuckle. "I'll bet that was a pretty 
sight indeed. She's so pretty, isn't she guy?" Karen said nodding at 
Neilson who tried to think of an answer but was again interrupted. "I 
know she's a wet little thing, and I'll just bet she's tight as a cat's 
ass too!" Karen winked lewdly at Neilson. "Let's have a little kiss, 
Blondy," the big girl said. Placing a hand on Sandy's cheek, Karen 
leaned around the seat back and planted her mouth firmly over Sandy's.

Neilson looked on in amazement, almost forgetting the fact that he still 
had his cock buried to the hilt in his step-daughter. Karen kissed Sandy 
long and hard right there, just inches in front of him, the big girl's 
jaw muscles working furiously as she explored Sandy's mouth with her 
tongue. Sandy didn't seem to resist in the slightest. In fact, Neilson 
felt the teen relax a little, so conditioned was she to Karen's touch.

After several long minutes, Karen pulled her mouth away from Sandy's 
with an audible "smack". Then turning to Neilson, she said, "OK, guy. Go 
ahead and fuck her. Don't let me stop you two love birds. You want him 
to fuck you, don't you Blondy?" Karen cooed in Sandy's left ear. When 
the young blond didn't respond, Karen said again, "Don't you, Blondy! Go 
ahead. I give you permission to answer. Tell the man how much you want 
him to fuck you."

Sandy looked from the blur she knew to be Karen to the blur standing 
between her thighs, the blur connected to the rock hard cock in her 
belly, then back toward Karen. Shaking her head and whimpering, Sandy 
felt totally helpless. "Tell him, Blondy," Karen said in a much more 
commanding voice. Placing her hand over Sandy's left breast, the big 
girl began to squeeze the tender organ.

Groaning from the dull ache that spread through her chest and tummy, 
Sandy turned back to her mystery lover. "Fuck me," she whispered.

"What? I didn't hear you, Blondy. Did you hear her guy?" Karen grinned 
at Neilson who stood dumbfounded. "I don't think he heard you either, 
Blondy. What was it you said?"

Sandy, looking totally crushed and humiliated, surrendered, and in as 
emotionless a tone of voice as she could muster said flatly, "I want you 
to fuck me."

"Say please," Karen cooed from over Sandy's shoulder and look at him 
when you ask. She pinched Sandy's nipple.

"Please, fuck me," Sandy said after a long pause, staring directly at 
the blurred image which stood between her legs.

Jim Neilson couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like music. His 
beautiful, fifteen year old step-daughter had just "asked" him to fuck 
her. Neilson gulped then looked at the large girl standing beside 
Sandy's chair. Karen simply smiled then nodded. Neilson had never had 
sex with someone while another person watched. The experience, although 
a bit embarrassing, was somehow extremely erotic. And given the 
circumstances of just who it was that he was fucking, Neilson thought he 
could probably get used to an audience. Squaring his shoulders, he gazed 
at his step-daughter's lovely face and got down to business.

Jim gave up on his initial hammering thrusts intended to impress the 
young girl in favor of a slower, more measured tempo. He wanted Sandy to 
feel every inch of him. Neilson could feel the rippling spasms of young 
Sandy's vaginal muscles as the head of his cock traveled from one end of 
her birth canal to the other then back in long even strokes. At first 
Sandy's eyes sprang open wide and staring as she experienced the new 
sensations of a male organ inside her. Then after a few minutes, the 
young teenager resigned herself to her fate. Her breathing took on the 
same rhythm as that of her lover's thrusts. Sandy's blue eyes gradually 
became almost glazed then slowly closed as her head fell back against 
the headrest of the Cooperation Seat. Sandy's mouth opened and her 
breaths became short pants. At one point Neilson leaned forward and 
covered the young girl's mouth with his own, kissing her deeply. Almost 
unconsciously Sandy returned his kisses. Then Neilson leaned back again 
to watch the show.

Glancing downward he took in his step-daughter's lovely body once again. 
Her neck and chest were now flushed a bright shade of pink. Sandy's 
flat, muscular tummy bulged outward with each of his traverses into her. 
Further down, Neilson noted that Sandy's blond tuft of pubic curls had 
become damp and matted, the hairs glistening with moisture. Her inner 
thighs were likewise coated with perspiration and vaginal fluids. When 
Neilson withdrew his cock from the confines of Sandy's pussy, its shaft 
was heavily coated with silky, milky fluid. Neilson could feel hot 
juices begin to run down the sides of his scrotum and drip onto the 
floor beneath the Cooperation Seat.

Neilson increased his tempo. At first Sandy's only reaction was to roll 
her head slowly from side to side as much as the throat restraint of the 
chair would allow. Then as Neilson continued to increase both his pace 
and the force with which he delivered himself to her, Sandy opened her 
eyes. Even had she been able to see clearly it is doubtful that Sandy 
would have rejected her lover at this point in time. The beautiful, 
blond girl stared virtually sightlessly at her lover. What Jim Neilson 
saw upon his step-daughter's face was that "inward gaze" that graces a 
woman when she begins to focus everything on her womb. It is the 
beginning stage of induced orgasm.

Sandy's mind reeled. She had long since given up trying to struggle or 
to prevent the inevitable, but since this was her first time, the 
teenager really didn't know what to expect.

Sandy and her young friends had looked at a few "girly" magazines 
before, and she had read a few articles in "Cosmo", but other than that, 
Sandy Winters had lead a protected existence. Now her virginity was 
taken. She found herself helplessly strapped down while a stranger's 
penis moved relentlessly in and out.. in and out.. in and out.

Sandy began to fade. She closed her eyes and allowed her head to fall 
back against the headrest of the chair. As her lover's rhythm continued 
unabated, a warmth began to spread through Sandy's tummy and thighs, 
creeping slowly down her legs and up her torso until she felt as if she 
were glowing. Up until a few weeks ago, Sandy had never experienced 
orgasm, and even after several sessions with her companion, Karen, the 
beginning stages were unfamiliar to the young girl. Sandy drifted in a 
warm, wet space, her belly alternately filled and emptied. Her internal 
muscles flowed with the slow rhythm of his love making.

Then, unexpectedly, her lover thrust deeply into her, causing Sandy's 
eyes to fly open wide. The blurred image of her lover began to move 
faster. As he did, the pressure in her tummy increased dramatically. As 
Sandy stared up at the man, she began to hear wet, slapping sounds 
coming from between her legs. It was air trapped in her vagina ahead of 
her lover's penis being forcibly ejected from her around his pistoning 
shaft. "Pussy farts", Sandy would later be told. At the moment, however, 
these sounds were not of paramount importance to the young blond. What 
was important was the increasing sensations of heat within her. In 
particular between her thighs. Sandy's blurred vision became laced with 
swimming white hot spots. She found herself breathing in rapid pants, 
her mouth wide open. Suddenly her lover began to kiss her. Mindlessly 
Sandy kissed back, allowing his tongue to dance with hers before sucking 
greedily at his mouth. When he withdrew, Sandy practically slammed her 
head back. She clutched at the chair arms. The fifteen year old girl was 
unknowingly ramping up to a climax of marvelous proportions.

Neilson grabbed the young teen by her narrow waist. He then put 
everything he had into his fucking. The room resounded with the wet 
sounds of love. Neilson noticed the big companion of Sandy's lean close 
to her ear and whisper something, but he was far to engrossed in fucking 
his step-daughter to care what she might be saying.

"How's that cock feel, Blondy?" Karen whispered into Sandy's ear. She 
could smell the steamy scent of sex boil off the young teen. "Is it big? 
Is it hard? Does it hurt?"

"Ahhhhhh," Sandy groaned, mindlessly.

"That's right, baby. Fuck that big cock," Karen whispered. "Squeeze that 
cock, Blondy." She then reached down between Sandy's thighs and began to 
swirl her finger over the young girl's fully erect clitoris. A tremor 
passed through Sandy. "I want you to cum for me now, Blondy. Cum for me, 
just like I taught ya."

"Nnnggggg," Sandy moaned rolling her head away then back.

Karen increased the tempo of her clitoral stimulations. Sandy's eyes 
opened wide and staring sightlessly. Her head shot forward in the 
restraint practically strangling her. "That's my hot little girl. Cum 
for the nice man."

When Neilson first detected the beginning spasms in Sandy's vagina he 
started fucking her like a demon. The head of his cock rammed deep into 
the young teen with each stroke, hammering at Sandy's moist, tender 
depths. He barely noticed when the big girl beside them put her hand 
down between Sandy's legs. Suddenly Sandy clutched him once, then again. 
The athletic little blond arched her back away from the seat, her tummy 
practically touching his. Neilson changed his angle of attack to 
compensate for his step-daughter's new vaginal angle, then with all his 
remaining strength he thrust his cock upward into her. Neilson thought 
surely the Cooperation Seat would tear loose from the floor due to the 
power of his thrust.

In response, Sandy's little bottom came up off the fiberglass cradles 
beneath her thighs as far as the restraining straps would allow. She was 
virtually suspended on her step-father's cock. Karen quickly removed her 
hand from between Sandy's sweaty thighs then reached up under the chair 
seat. With practiced ease and a pre-lubricated finger, Karen penetrated 
Sandy's puckered anus. Overcoming Sandy's protesting sphincter muscles, 
Karen pushed her finger deeply into the young teenager just before all 
hell broke loose inside of her.

Sandy caught her step-father in mid-stroke, clamping down on him in a 
soft steely grip. Neilson thought his cock would be torn out by the 
roots. As the first of Sandy's orgasmic contractions eased, Neilson 
pushed deeply into the lovely, young girl and held position. From that 
point on, Sandy did all the fucking.

Fire leapt through Sandy's mind and body. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh... Gdddddddd!" 
she cried aloud. Later she would be punished for her outburst. Her 
climax came upon her like a tsunami following Karen's helpful anal 
attentions. Sandy's mind turned inward to the finger in her ass and the 
throbbing cock in her belly. The rest of her body tingled and sizzled. 
Another wave washed over her. Her vaginal muscles instinctively squeezed 
and milked the penis inside her. Her rectal muscles did the same as her 
companion twisted and flexed her finger. Sandy heard Karen whisper "Cum 
for me Blondy." over and over like a reverberation chamber.

Suddenly, a new sound crept into Sandy's consciousness. A low gurgling 
moan. Deep inside, Sandy felt a strange swelling occur. Then without 
warning, she felt her lover's hands clutch at her hips, followed by an 
entirely new sensation. An odd pulsing heat erupted inside Sandy 
followed by a sort of "filling" warmth. In her dull witted state of 
mind, Sandy absent-mindedly pondered this new feeling only briefly 
before yet another orgasmic wave of her own washed over her, carrying 
Sandy to "Never Never Land".

It was all Neilson could do to control himself. He had never in all of 
his somewhat limited experience with women felt vaginal contractions of 
such magnitude. In seconds his young step-daughter caused him to reach 
climax. Neilson struggled to remain silent as the fire spread through 
his loins. He held back, allowing Sandy to draw his cum from him. And 
that she did. Jim Neilson felt his testicles swell then "groan" as a 
veritable torrent of hot semen surged into his step-daughter. Out of the 
corner of his eye he noticed that the big girl beside the chair was now 
fumbling beneath the seat. What she was doing, he cared not. He thought 
he heard her muttering "Cum for me," again and again, but he cared not. 
All Jim Neilson cared about was forcing his cock as deeply as possible 
into the vaginal passage of his fifteen year old step-daughter, and 
delivering to her a load of cum that she would not soon forget.

Neilson heard Sandy cry out when his first salvo hit the back of her 
birth canal. Regaining his wits he started to deliver short rapid 
thrusts to the climaxing teen, quick-fucking her into yet another 
orgasm, and causing Sandy to make wide-eyed hiccuping sounds. Jim 
reveled in the feeling of back pressure in Sandy's vagina as his second 
volley spurted into her. The young girl was so tight that so far, none 
of his cum had managed to escaped the confines of her vagina. As he 
continued his short, rapid thrusts, however, Jim felt what was a mixture 
of both his and his step-daughter's love juices begin to seep from 
around his hammering cock and run down his testicles and inner thighs. 
Sandy Winters had indeed been filled.

The short jabs jolted Sandy back to some semblance of consciousness. 
Although any degree of coherent thought escaped her, Sandy could sense 
that her current sexual episode was drawing to a close. Slowly a feeling 
of bliss spread over the young teenager, gradually overcoming the fire 
and thrusting pressure in her tummy. Sandy allowed herself to bounce 
wistfully in the Cooperation Seat, propelled upward by the rapid but 
slowly ebbing thrusts of her lover's penis.

Then Karen's cold, contemptuous voice cut into Sandy's warm world. "That 
was real nice, Blondy," the big girl said aloud this time. "I'd say you 
made the man real happy." Karen winked at Jim Neilson who was presently 
leaning heavily on his hands on the arms of the chair, his cock slowly 
wilting from within his step-daughter. "I think your first fucking was a 
big success. I'm just glad I was here to help out." Karen chuckled then 
wiggled her finger inside Sandy's rectum, before slowing pulling out of 
her. "Here, clean my finger, please." Karen held her smelly finger up to 
Sandy's lips. The young girl obediently opened her mouth. Taking Karen's 
finger in, Sandy tasted the bitter taste of her feces upon it. While 
Sandy suckled her finger, Karen continued, "Well, Blondy. Now that 
you're a woman we can play some fun new games." Sandy glanced sideways 
at the big girl. "That's right, Karen's got lots of new toys to show 
you, Blondy. If you have the chance this afternoon, you might wanna take 
a little nap. I've got a big night planned for us." Karen removed her 
finger from Sandy's mouth.

Neilson had, in the meantime, extracted himself from Sandy and stepped 
back from the young girl. He stood slack jawed listening to what the big 
companion of Sandy's was saying. His step-daughter's training would go 
on. Neilson smiled. He was a happy and satisfied man.

Reaching her hand down between Sandy's thighs, Karen effortlessly 
slipped her middle finger into Sandy's vagina, a place she had been 
forbidden to visit before now. Sandy inhaled a quick gasp and stared at 
Karen, disbelief and confusion on her pretty face. When Sandy turned her 
way, Karen took advantage of the situation and leaned down for a kiss. 
As she brought her mouth close to Sandy's, the lovely blond parted her 
lips and accepted Karen's tongue into her mouth.

Neilson watched astounded as the two girls kissed, the big girl's finger 
moving slowly in and out of his step-daughter's vaginal opening. Karen 
reveled in the feeling of the soft, moist and swollen tissues inside her 
young charge. "Tonight would be magical," the big lesbian mused as she 
slowly finger fucked the helpless blond strapped in the Cooperation 
Seat. Karen explored the interior of Sandy's mouth for several minutes 
with her tongue while she continued her manual attentions between 
Sandy's thighs. When at one point, Karen slipped her finger from inside 
Sandy to find her small but swollen clitoris, she felt a tremor pass 
through the little blond. "Oh, yes. Tonight will be magical!" Before 
ending her handling of young Sandy Winters, ex-virgin, Karen cupped the 
teenager's full and damp pussy in her big hand. She pulled her mouth 
from Sandy's and began to give her short "pecks" on her lips causing 
Sandy to respond in kind while she squeezed and rubbed her freshly 
fucked sex.

Although Karen's attentions were not altogether unpleasant, Sandy 
experienced the usual feelings of confusion always associated with her 
love making with Karen. Sandy put those feelings aside for the present 
and concentrated on kissing her companion as she was expected to do. Her 
mystery lover had faded into the background, never to be seen by her 
again, or at least as far as Sandy knew. When at last Karen had 
satisfied herself, she stood and quickly left the chamber. Sandy Winters 
sat alone in the strange chair in the center of the room. Semen 
continued to drip from her, forming a clear puddle on the tile floor 
beneath her seat. Sandy's first day as a woman had begun.

Sandy's lover reached around her torso and took her breasts in his large 
hands. As he began to kneed the two small but shapely organs he pulled 
Sandy up into a standing position. His enormous cock remained buried 
deep inside her, causing tremendous pressure and a good bit of pain 
inside the young girl's belly.

Sandy had only been allowed to rest for brief period of time following 
her deflowering earlier this morning, and now here she was, being fucked 
for the second time in her short life by another complete stranger. 
Although every sexual position was new to her, Sandy quickly realized 
that being taken from behind could be the most painful given the amount 
of penetration that was possible. That coupled with the fact that this 
handler was huge, led to the outburst of audible grunts and groans that 
Sandy had made early in this session.

Sandy gasped as her lover stood up straight. The man had to be six and a 
half feet tall. The effect of his standing upright caused Sandy's feet 
to actually leave the floor. Before the young blond knew what was 
happening she found herself hanging in the air impaled on a penis of 
enormous length and girth. Sandy's next punishable outburst was a 
staccato groan mixed with several hiccuping gasps as her lover began to 
quick-fuck her. The pain was mind numbing. Sandy's arms and legs hung 
limp, jerking convulsively to the big man's humping rhythm. Her current 
lover held Sandy by her tender breasts and bounced her on his monster 
organ for several minutes.

Sandy's head Coach sat a few feet away watching impassively as the young 
blond was fucked senseless by the big handler.

Deke, his name was. Deke was usually chosen as the second lover for a 
recently deflowered client. His physical endowment and sexual stamina 
were useful in teaching a girl what the human male organ was truly 
capable of. It could be the giver of immense pleasure or tremendous pain.

Sandy's Principal looked on as his young charge's eyes began to glaze 
over. He silently made a few notes on his pad.

Minutes turned into hours and hours became an eternity for Sandy Winters 
as her abdominal organs were rearranged by the pile driver in her belly. 
When Sandy at last lost consciousness, her entire being was centered 
around the massive penis inside of her. For Sandy Winters the universe 
was two inches in diameter and thirteen inches long.

When Sandy regained consciousness it was late afternoon. She had been 
sedated just shortly after she passed out as a result of Deke's 
attentions. Disoriented at first, Sandy stared blankly from the big bed 
she lay in. Slowly she began to make sense of her surroundings as the 
familiar furnishings of the room she shared with her companion, Karen 
swam into view. After a minute or two the dull ache in her belly began 
to come into focus.

"Mmmm," Sandy moaned. She stirred slightly. She lay on her left side. 
The dull pain radiated lower. Slowly Sandy reached a hand down exploring 
gently between her legs and the source of the pain. What the teenager 
found there was a damp cloth tucked against her sex. When Sandy pressed 
lightly on the cloth, pain shot through her abdomen. "Ohhh!" Sandy cried 
softly. The memories of her earlier experiences began to flood home.

"Well, look who's awake at last." an all too familiar voice spoke from 
behind Sandy. "I thought you were going to sleep all day, Blondy."

Sandy felt the mattress compress as the big lesbian climbed onto the bed 
behind her. Closing her eyes, Sandy awaited the inevitable. Soon Sandy 
felt Karen's hot breath against her right ear, followed by some soft 
nibbles. This was how it always began. Karen's idea of foreplay was a 
few nibbles on the ear followed by some very brief fondling. The big 
girl reached over Sandy from behind and cupped her right breast. Sandy 
shivered.

"My, my, but we've had a busy day today. Haven't we, Blondy," Karen 
cooed as she nestled up close behind her young blond captive. The big 
girl began to pinch Sandy's nipple. "That's my girl," Karen chuckled, 
feeling the soft nub begin to harden under her expert touch. After 
toying with Sandy's tits for awhile, Karen began to explore further 
down. As she nibbled at Sandy's shoulder and the side of her neck, 
Karen's hand traveled down Sandy's flank over her shapely hip then back 
to squeeze and kneed the firm flesh of Sandy's right buttock. It wasn't 
until Karen's fingers began to tickle up and down Sandy's ass crack that 
the young blond realized she wasn't fitted with her butt plug for the 
first time in weeks. Her empty anal passage was soon filled, however, by 
one and then two of Karen's probing fingers causing a dull pain to 
spread up Sandy's lower back and down the backs of her thighs.

Karen made no comment, but continued to probe and nibble. Sandy moaned 
softly in response. Karen at least was more lenient when it came to 
Sandy making sounds while being administered to. In fact, Sandy believe 
that the big lesbian teenager actually enjoyed hearing acknowledgment of 
her attentions from time to time. After a few minutes Karen removed her 
fingers from Sandy's rear and brought them up to the young blond's mouth 
for cleaning. After Sandy finished with this duty, she found herself 
being rolled gently but irresistibly onto her back by her much stronger 
companion. Karen, propped up on an elbow, smiled down on Sandy from her 
position beside her young charge. Without a word, the big girl leaned 
slowly down, opening her mouth as she went. Sandy, in response parted 
her lips as their mouths met, allowing Karen access. The big girl kissed 
her deeply for quite sometime, while with her left hand, she squeezed 
and fondled Sandy's breasts. Sandy, in compliance with her training, 
took one of Karen's large tits in her small hand and began to rub, 
pinching the nipple from time to time.

Sandy hated these encounters with Karen. Besides the fact that Sandy 
still derived no real pleasure from same sex acts, Karen in particular 
was very unpleasant to be with. The big girl usually had very bad 
breath. Her breasts were large and floppy and had small hairs around the 
perimeter of the areola. Karen's thighs were meaty and muscular, and on 
the occasions where Sandy was expected to orally please the big dike, 
she would find herself practically suffocating between large hairy 
thighs and full wet vulva covered with coarse matted dark pubic hair. In 
Karen's defense, though, she was usually reasonably gentle with Sandy. 
This was not always the case with some of her handlers.

This day was no exception. While the big lesbian kissed the young blond, 
her hand began its trip "south". Karen rubbed Sandy's flat tummy for 
several minutes, paying particular attention to the area over her 
uterus. This massage actually felt pretty good to the young teen whose 
insides were still rather sore. When at last Karen moved her hand down 
to cup Sandy's pussy after removing the towel, the young blond had begun 
to relax and "go with the flow", albeit reluctantly as always.

Sandy moaned softly into Karen's mouth when her companion slipped a 
finger between her vulva. Karen quickly removed the finger and continued 
to rub and squeeze the full, resilient flesh between her little blond's 
thighs. Karen removed her mouth from Sandy's and whispered, "Hush, now 
little one. I know you're sore down there. Deke has a way with girls 
doesn't he. You just relax and let Karen get you nice and wet before we 
go any farther."

Sandy started to shake her head, but Karen quickly brought her hand up 
and held her by the chin. Then before Sandy could object, which would 
have meant serious trouble, her big companion clamped her mouth back 
over hers cutting off any chance for conversation. Sandy allowed the big 
girl's tongue to roam unhindered around the interior of her mouth. She 
closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at Karen who was in the 
habit of staring at Sandy while she handled her. Karen returned her hand 
to Sandy's pussy and started rubbing and squeezing again. Occasionally 
Sandy felt Karen dip just the tip of a finger between her pussy lips, 
testing for moisture. Sandy knew full well that it would not be long 
before her anatomy betrayed her as it always did.

In just a very few minutes in fact, Karen raised her head. Sandy opened 
her eyes to see the big girl smiling down at her. "That's my girl," 
Karen cooed. "I just love the way you get all wet for me, Blondy." With 
that, Karen slipped her long middle finger between the closed lips of 
Sandy's pussy. The process was almost effortless, since the young blond 
had indeed become swollen and wet with silky vaginal fluid.

"Oww!" Sandy gasped, when Karen's exploring digit pressed against her 
vaginal opening. Sandy stared up at her handler, her blue eyes wide and 
pleading.

"I know. It hurts a little. I understand Deke was none too gentle with 
my little girl," Karen said as she swirled her finger tip over Sandy's 
clitoris, then back to her opening. "But you see, Blondy, I've been 
waiting for such a long time to get inside that tight little pussy of 
yours. The problem has been that the Headmaster wouldn't allow it. Until 
now." Without warning, Karen plunged her middle finger into Sandy. The 
big girl smiled broadly at the startled expression of pain on Sandy's 
face. "Oh yeah, Blondy! You are a tight little thing!" Karen chuckled.

Sandy winched and whimpered softly as Karen began to explore her 
interior with her finger. Fortunately Sandy was by now quite adequately 
lubricated. Karen quickly brought another finger into action, finger 
fucking Sandy with her two middle fingers, the big girl said, "Now 
Blondy, you're going to have to learn to cooperate a little more. 
Tomorrow morning you begin your vaginal control sessions. From this 
point on, my sweet little girl is going to be entertaining a number of 
gentlemen on a daily basis. I suggest we begin right now with your 
training." Karen pushed her fingers deeply into Sandy, causing the young 
teen to moan. "That's it, sweetheart. You know it's OK for you to make a 
few sounds with Karen around, but you'd better get control of yourself 
by tomorrow. Your Principal won't look favorably on you if your noisy." 
She continued to move her two fingers in and out of Sandy, slowly.

Sandy at first experienced sharp pain associated with Karen's 
penetration. Her vagina was still raw from Deke's attentions, but slowly 
as she juiced up more, the chafing pain subsided to a tolerable state. 
Sandy despised the big dike for her part in her torment, but listened 
none the less to Karen's tutoring.

"Now, Blondy, I want you to squeeze my fingers," Karen coached after 
pushing her fingers deeply into Sandy again. "Oh, come on, Blondy. You 
can do better than that. An athletic young thing like you."

Perspiration broke out on Sandy's brow as she sought to bear down on 
Karen's probing fingers with her vaginal muscles.

"That's better, Blondy. Now keep squeezing while I pull my fingers out."

Sandy did as she was told, clamping down as hard as she could while 
Karen slowly extracted her fingers from Sandy's vagina.

"Very good. Now relax," Karen instructed. When she saw Sandy's abdominal 
muscles relax, Karen pushed her two fingers back into her young charge. 
"OK, good. Now squeeze. Good." Karen slowly pulled her fingers out. 
"Relax. Good. Now squeeze. Excellent!"

Sandy's first session at vaginal muscle control went on for an hour or 
so. After which Karen had Sandy perform cunnilingus on her. Dinner was 
served in their room. Before going to sleep, Sandy was fitted with a 
vibrating dildo in her vagina in addition to her anal plug. The young 
blond eventually drifted off into a somewhat fitful sleep, fully loaded.

Unbeknownst to Sandy, the next morning marked the beginning of her final 
week at The Center, and a busy week it was going to be. Following her 
usual morning toiletry routine, Sandy was scheduled to be fucked by one 
of the members of the observation panel.

A wrestling type mat was brought out and a 'volunteer' was chosen from 
the panel. Much to Sandy's dismay, she immediately recognized the young 
man who stepped forward. It was John Berman. John was considered by most 
of the girls Sandy's age to be the school dork. He was a class behind 
Sandy at school, and she thought he was only thirteen or fourteen years 
old. Sandy remembered distinctly the time the bashful young man had 
attempted to ask her out on a date. Sandy had been quite cruel. In front 
of several of her friends, she had rejected John then ridiculed him, 
asking him just who he thought he was to even think about asking to go 
out with her. The entire affair had been ugly. John Berman had run from 
the group of haughty teenage girls, a crushed individual.

Now the tables were about to turn. John grinned his usual goofy, 
sheepish grin as he approached Sandy and her Coach.

"How would you like her, son," Sandy's Principal asked John Berman.

"I...I dunno," the young man answered.

"Very well then, I'll decide. I think we will begin with a rear entry. 
Miss Winters get on your hands and knees and face the audience."

Sandy knowing she would be severely reprimanded should she even think of 
objecting did as she was told.

"Go ahead, son. She's all yours. Let's see what you can do for her. Miss 
Winters, I want you to look back over your shoulder while your lover 
enters you."

While John Berman knelt on the wresting mat behind her, Sandy turned and 
looked back at him as directed. Berman was at a bit of a loss at first 
but soon Sandy watched in horror as the young man took his growing penis 
in his right hand. Placing his left hand on her hip, he guided the head 
of his cock to her vaginal entrance. Sandy's eyes widened slightly and 
she inhaled a quick breath when she felt the hot tip of John Berman's 
prick touch her tender flesh. Then with one deliberate but unpracticed 
thrust, the "school dork" was in her. Sandy shivered and began to look away.

"Continue to look at him, Miss Winters," her Coach commanded. "Until I 
tell you otherwise. Go ahead, son. Fuck her," he urged young John Berman.

At last John Berman came out of his shell. For the next few minutes he 
fucked Sandy hard. From time to time he would laugh and talk dirty to 
her, asking her how it felt to have him fuck her after the way she had 
treated him.

Sandy was utterly mortified by the experience. After awhile, her 
Principal had allowed her to look away from her lover and face the 
audience which wasn't a whole lot better. "Arch your back, Miss Winters. 
Make it good for him," she was told by her Principal. Sandy complied. 
John Berman had also been told before hand about using Sandy's anal plug 
to his advantage. The young man now took great joy in slapping the hard 
rubber device with the back of his hand from time to time, causing Sandy 
to grunt nicely.

The fucking didn't go on for long, nor was John Berman overly well 
endowed. However, when at last the young man cried out and dumped his 
load into Sandy, it was one of the most ego shattering experiences the 
young blond would remember from her time at The Youth Training Center. 
The Center thought of everything.

Later that morning after a bath and douche with Karen, Sandy found 
herself in her first Vaginal Control Session. The young blond had been 
ushered into a classroom like area complete with several desks. All were 
unoccupied at present. At the front of the room was a lectern and a 
large television monitor. As Sandy stood waiting with Karen at her side, 
several other young girls of varying ages were led into the room by 
their handlers or companions. This was the first time Sandy had seen 
another client at The Center. Karen had told her before hand that she 
was to neither make eye contact with nor talk to another client. The 
other young ladies must have received similar instructions for they all 
stood naked with their eyes downcast. Soon a man walked in and strode to 
the front of the room.

"Good morning, ladies," he said tersely. "You are here today to learn to 
control the muscles of your vagina so that you may provide a more 
pleasurable experience for your lover or lovers. You will attend these 
sessions each morning this week. At the end of the week you will be 
tested. We expect as always that you will pay close attention and follow 
instructions explicitly." A whimper from somewhere behind Sandy was 
followed by an electric sounding "zap" and a grunt. Then silence. "Very 
well then," the man continued after a brief pause. "Handlers, you may 
leave."

Seven nubile, young women were left in the classroom. It was sometime 
around then that Sandy first noticed that there were no chairs in front 
of the desks. "Odd," she thought idly. As if in answer to her question, 
the door at the back of the room opened and in rolled a low gurney 
pushed by a man in his mid-twenties. Behind him came another, then 
another. At last, a gurney and an attendant stood waiting behind each 
desk in the classroom.

"Gentlemen, you may assume your positions," the instructor said flatly.

While Sandy and the other clients look on, the men removed their 
trousers and underwear then lay down on their backs on the gurneys. 
While Sandy watched, the men began to stroke themselves, causing their 
penises to become erect. Sandy also noticed that all of these young men 
were very well endowed. Sandy and the other girls stole nervous glances 
at each other while the instructor glanced around the room briefly.

"I believe all is in readiness," he said at last. "Ladies, you may each 
take a seat on a handler. I will give you two minutes to prepare 
yourselves anatomically." He glanced at his wrist watch. "After that 
time, I expect each of you to mount your respective handler. I will then 
come around to inspect. You may begin."

A couple of the young clients seemed confused, but Sandy knew exactly 
what was expected of her. Quickly she stepped over to the handler 
nearest her. While the stranger looked up at her from the low gurney, 
Sandy began to masturbate, attempting to get herself as wet as possible 
in the small amount of time allotted.

"OK, ladies, mount up," came the command from the front of the room. 
"Settle yourselves so that you are facing the front of the room. That 
means that your rear ends should be facing your handler's head."

Sandy stepped carefully across the low gurney, straddling the man's hips 
in the process. He continued to stroke himself, keeping himself hard for 
her until Sandy was ready. He really was big. Not as big as Deke, but 
more than enough to fill the vagina of a fifteen year old. As Sandy 
slowly lowered herself onto him, the handler obliged her by holding 
himself up for her.

A chorus of gasps and soft moans could be heard around the class room as 
seven young ladies of varying ages lowered themselves onto their 
handlers. A soft squeal and two farts later, the room again fell silent. 
After a pause, the instructor said, "Very well then, now that we are all 
seated, we shall begin. What I expect you ladies to do over the course 
of the next two hours is to keep the man inside you erect using only 
your vaginal muscles. While you are working, I will show you some videos 
on the female anatomy as well as some interesting footage from some of 
your early training. I think all of you will find it interesting to see 
how some of your associates have taken to their individual training 
routines."

Sandy squirmed uncomfortably. The man's big cock was lodged deeply 
inside of her. The gurney was just the right height that if she could 
manage another inch or so of cock, Sandy would be seated at the perfect 
height behind the desk in front of her. Sandy heard the man beneath her 
groan softly as she rocked her hips slowly, attempting to adjust herself 
on him. Another inch of cock worked its way into her interior. Sandy 
felt the man's hairy testicles press against her pussy lips just below 
her clitoris. Her firm little butt was seated on his lower belly.

While Sandy was settling herself, the instructor began his inspection 
tour of the room. He continued his lecture while he strolled. "Also 
ladies, points will be deducted should your handler reach orgasm. The 
object of this exercise then is to teach you control. You must be able 
to keep a man hard, but not cause him to cum before he is ready. That's 
very good Miss Anderson," he said to one young teen across the room from 
Sandy. When at last he arrived at Sandy's desk, he looked carefully 
between Sandy's legs, checking to see that she was fully "involved". He 
then reached a hand beneath Sandy's butt. Feeling her anal plug, he 
said, "Miss Winters, please raise up a bit." Sandy obeyed allowing the 
man access to extract her anal plug. This was something that until now 
only her Principal and Karen had been allowed to do. "I don't think we 
will be needing this for this morning's routine." The instructor placed 
the plug on the desk then told Sandy to lower herself back onto her handler.

Just then from the other side of the room, a long, low groan could be 
heard. One of the handlers had cum. Quickly the instructor walked in the 
direction of a stocky, dark headed girl who sat astride her handle with 
a sheepish expression on her pretty face.

"This demonstrates a complete lack of concentration, Miss Avery," the 
instructor reprimanded the teenager. "But since this is your first day 
in vaginal control, we will be lenient." He stepped over to an intercom 
on the wall near the door and spoke a few words into the unit. Several 
minutes later the door to the room opened and another handler entered. 
He was given directions by the instructor and soon lay beneath the girl 
named Pam Avery. "Alright class. Let's continue then, shall we."

After checking out the rest of the clients, the vaginal control 
instructor walked back to the front of the class room. He looked back at 
his class noticing varying degrees of discomfort or effort on the faces 
of his young clients.

Sandy sat for several moments afraid to move after what had just 
happened with the Avery girl. From time to time she could feel her 
handler flex himself inside her. Her natural instinct was to return his 
flex with a squeeze. This was exactly the wrong thing to do she soon 
discovered. This tended to set up a chain of action and reaction leading 
rapidly no doubt to her handler's premature climax. The next time Sandy 
felt the man move inside of her, she concentrated on not returning the 
"favor" with her strong vaginal muscles. After a few minutes, her 
handler's natural spasmodic penile flexing began to abate. Not long 
after that, Sandy felt him begin to soften inside of her.

Meanwhile, up at the podium, her instructor was commenting on a diagram 
of the female reproductive system which was displayed on the big 
monitor. It was difficult for Sandy to concentrate both on the penis 
inside her own vagina and the computer generated image of a male organ 
moving in and out of the vaginal cross-section on the screen. As the 
computer penis moved in arrows appeared along the walls of the vaginal 
passage indicating a release of pressure. When the penis traveled 
outward, the arrows in the vaginal diagram reversed and turned red, 
indicating that pressure should be applied. This was exactly the same 
technique that Karen had taught Sandy using her fingers. Sandy found 
herself making a mental note.

It was then that Sandy felt her handler almost slip from inside her. 
Desperately Sandy clamped her muscles around his flaccid shaft, 
preventing his exit at the last moment. Sandy began the process of 
milking her handler's cock with her vaginal muscles, drawing him back 
inside of her. The young girl felt a sense of accomplishment when at 
last she felt the man begin to grow inside of her once again.

It was then that Sandy's concentration was broken. From the direction of 
the Avery girl's desk, another loud groan was heard followed by a cry of 
frustration and dismay. Apparently young Pam Avery had caused her newest 
handler to cum as well. While the computer generated graphic continued 
to show a cross section of the act of sexual intercourse, the instructor 
walked quickly to the unfortunate girl's desk. Taking her by the elbow, 
he pulled her to a standing position. He then led her from the room. 
Sandy never saw the girl again.

Sandy needed to pay attention. Her handler was again beginning to grow 
and throb inside of her. Sandy sat perfectly still on his cock, barely 
breathing for several minutes until she felt him once more begin to 
relax. She glanced up at the clock on the wall at the front of the room. 
One hour and forty-five minutes had passed since she had been entered. 
"Only fifteen minutes more," the young teen thought with a sigh. It was 
then that Sandy noticed what was taking place on the large monitor at 
the front of the class.

While she was attending to business, Sandy's vaginal control instructor 
had come back into the room. He was currently commenting on the scene 
now playing on the monitor. To Sandy's horror, the entire class was 
being treated to scenes of her session with Deke. Sandy sat stunned as 
she watched herself being pulled upright to hang impaled on the massive 
fuck engine that appeared and disappeared between her ass cheeks at an 
astonishing pace. Sandy watched as she threw her head back against the 
big man's shoulder. Her mouth hung open. Spittle ran from the corner of 
her mouth to drip from her jaw. Glancing to the side sheepishly, Sandy 
saw another of the young clients smile at her. "How could she smile at 
me," Sandy thought angrily. "She must have had the same thing happen to 
her." Sandy gave the girl a cross look.

Then suddenly, while Sandy was still looking her direction, the young 
red-headed girl who had smiled at her, got a look of concern on her 
pretty face. As Sandy watched the young teen opened her both mouth and 
her blues eyes wide. Suddenly her narrow hips jerked forward. Once... 
twice. The little red-head was having an orgasm. With only two minutes 
to go, the little girl tried to recover her composure, but it was too 
late. Sandy saw the girl's handler take her by her narrow waist. The 
little red-head grunted as she was pumped full of hot semen. She arched 
her back momentarily then fell forward, catching herself with her hands 
on the edge of her desk. A moment later, Sandy saw the telltale trail of 
semen run from beneath the girl's thigh and run down her handler's hip 
and buttock.

The young red-head was quickly removed from the room, leaving only four 
other clients besides Sandy. The minutes crept by while Sandy and her 
classmates watched scenes from their individual experiences with Deke. 
Nervous sidelong glances were exchanged between the girls when they 
thought the instructor wasn't looking. While the five young girls sat 
astride their individual attendants, they all watched as each in turn 
was fucked to the point of unconsciousness by the man named Deke. It was 
a terribly embarrassing experience to say the least.

Sandy diligently worked her attendant's cock with her vaginal muscles. 
Two minutes remained. "I'm going to make it," she thought. The stranger 
beneath her moaned. Sandy felt him shift his hips between her thighs. At 
the same time, Sandy felt the now familiar beginnings of her own climax 
begin to grow within her. Sweat stood out on her brow. One minute. From 
across the room a loud cry of "Oh, yes, baby!" was heard followed by 
several subdued heaving sobs. Another of her classmates had failed. The 
cock inside of her suddenly felt rock hard. The swollen head pressed 
uncomfortably up inside of Sandy. The young blond held absolutely still, 
forcing herself to relax her internal muscles. She shot a quick glance 
at the clock. Sandy heard a moan from her attendant. Fifteen seconds, 
then ten.

"Time is up, ladies," Sandy's instructor said at last. Just then Sandy's 
attendant grabbed her by the hips. Sandy soon felt the familiar warmth 
spread inside her tummy as she accepted the offerings of yet another man.

Following her vaginal control class Sandy returned to her room where she 
was met by Karen. The young blond and the big dike made love for a 
little over an hour until lunch was called. Karen introduced Sandy to 
several new battery operated toys as well as a huge double ended dildo. 
By the time they went to the cafeteria, young Sandy was practically worn 
out. Even at her young age, it required a lot of stamina to keep up with 
Karen's voracious sexual appetite. While they ate, Karen told Sandy a 
little bit about what she could expect at her new class that afternoon. 
This class would mark Sandy's first experience with group sex other than 
her regular morning regimens which occasionally involved more than one 
participant.

While Karen rattled on about how Sandy would be expected to satisfy two 
to four men at a time, the young girl's mind wandered to a happier time. 
Sandy wistfully remembered when she could get practically anything she 
wanted from a boy just by looking at him that "certain way". Now in just 
a few minutes, she would be expected to give up everything to several 
men. The tables had certainly turned for our fifteen year old beauty. 
What Sandy didn't take into consideration as she sat pondering her fate 
was that only a few short weeks ago, she would have been entertaining 
thoughts of resistance and escape. Now, however, she was prepared to do 
what was expected of her. Sandy's only worry was whether or not she 
would be able to please her Primary.

"And I'll be right there to help out. Won't that be great, Blondy?" 
Karen asked, bringing Sandy back to the present. She looked at Karen 
with a puzzled look that elicited a chuckle from the big girl. "Well, 
let's go, Blondy. I can't wait to see how you do with a bunch of guys."

There was no doubt as to the main function of the room into which Sandy 
was led by her companion, Karen. The only piece of furniture in the 
brightly lit room was a very large bed covered with what appeared to be 
plastic sheets. The big bed stood in the exact center of the room whose 
walls and ceiling were mirrored. As Karen led Sandy to the big bed, the 
young blond noticed several video cameras mounted on tripods 
strategically located around the center of attraction. Sandy took a deep 
breath, resigning herself to what was to come. She was instructed by 
Karen to sit on the edge of the bed and wait. Not long afterward, the 
door opened and in walked four men, two of whom were middle aged. The 
other two were younger. One was Sandy's age or perhaps even younger. 
Sandy hated having to perform for boys her own age. It was somehow far 
more humiliating for her. A moment later Sandy's Primary entered the 
room, closing the door behind himself.

"Good afternoon, Miss Winters," the man said. He held his customary clip 
board beneath one arm. He then nodded in Karen's direction, 
acknowledging the young lesbian. "Miss Winters," he began. "This 
afternoon, we are going to have you perform some group sexual acts with 
these four gentlemen, Three of whom you will find to be quite 
experienced. One young man has never been with a woman. I'll therefore 
expect you to pay close attention to their needs." The youngest boy 
actually blushed while Sandy listened with growing concern. "Please 
introduce yourself to your lovers now, Miss Winters," her Principal ordered.

The look of concern on Sandy's pretty face was quickly replaced with one 
of resignation. Sandy knew what was expected of her. She also knew that 
she had absolutely no choice other than to cooperate. She glanced at 
Karen who remained seated beside her on the big bed and received a 
wicked grin from the big dike. Sandy knew Karen would enjoy her 
humiliation even more than the men would enjoy her services. At last, 
head bowed, Sandy stood up and walked over to where the four men stood 
waiting in a line.

Stepping in front of the first man who was perhaps forty years old or 
so, Sandy looked him directly in the eye and said, "My name is Sandy. I 
am here to please you." After having said this, the naked fifteen year 
old stood on her tip toes so she could get her arms around the man's 
neck and gave him a prolonged, passionate kiss. The man responded by 
hugging Sandy's small, lithe body tightly to himself. He kissed her back 
hard. When he finally released her, he was breathing hard. A look of 
fiery lust burned in his eyes. Sandy moved to the next older man and 
repeated what she had said to the first. She then kissed him deeply as 
well, allowing him to explore the interior of her mouth with his tongue 
for several minutes. Sandy then stepped to the next person in line, a 
boy of no more than fourteen.

"Im Sandy," she said mechanically. "I am here to please you." Sandy 
placed her arms around the lad's neck and leaned forward to kiss him. 
When she did, the boy blushed and looked away. Not knowing exactly what 
to do, Sandy turned to her Principal for guidance.

"Help him, Miss Winters. It is your duty to fulfill him," the man said 
sternly.

It was tremendously humiliating for Sandy to help this boy to defile 
her, but that was what was expected. Not knowing exactly how to proceed, 
Sandy stooped slightly, then looking up at the shy young boy, she kissed 
him on the lips. She kissed him a second time. This seemed to help, 
because at last the young man raised his head and looked at Sandy. She 
could see lust begin to shine in his eyes. His innocent face took on a 
new expression as Sandy wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him 
again. It was not an open mouth kiss, however. Apparently the young man 
had not learned that technique yet. Sandy felt the young man place his 
hands gently on her hips, but as soon as she pressed herself against him 
he hastily removed them. It was time to move on.

Sandy stepped in front of the forth young man. A dark haired boy perhaps 
fifteen, maybe sixteen years old. When Sandy looked into his eyes, what 
she saw there frightened her. She began to introduce herself, but the 
boy suddenly reached out and grabbed Sandy around her neck with one 
hand, pulling the young teenager to him. He proceeded to kiss her hard, 
crushing his mouth against Sandy's. Startled at first, Sandy started to 
resist, but then her training took over. As the young man moved his lips 
over hers, Sandy tried to relax in his arms and allow him to kiss her 
however he chose. Then without warning, the young man, reached down with 
his other hand and grabbed Sandy's pussy. He squeezed roughly as the 
young blond gasped into his opened mouth. Before Sandy knew what was 
happening, the young man had slipped a finger between her vulva then up 
inside of her. He then proceeded to kiss Sandy roughly while he wiggled 
his finger inside her vagina. After what seemed like hours, the young 
man pulled his mouth from Sandy's and said, "Hi, Sandy. My name is Mike 
and I'm gonna fuck you, baby. I'm gonna fuck you real hard."

Sandy stared in disbelief at the dark haired young man, her eyes round 
and filled with apprehension. Before she could do or say anything, 
however, the young man named Mike, without removing his exploring hand 
from between Sandy's thighs, pushed her roughly back in the direction of 
the big bed. Sandy stumbled backward, at last falling back onto the bed 
with Mike on top of her. The two older men followed along and soon stood 
beside the bed watching as the one named Mike continued his advance. 
After falling heavily atop the young blond, Mike finally removed his 
finger from inside Sandy's vagina then rolled off her.

"Spread those pretty legs, baby," Mike said as he crawled off the bed. 
"There's no sense waistin' time. These other guys want a turn too." 
Stunned momentarily due to the abruptness of the young man's advances, 
Sandy lay staring dumbly up at him. "I said, spread 'em, sweetheart!" 
Mike said in a mean tone of voice. He grabbed Sandy by her right ankle 
then threw her leg to one side.

Karen in the mean time stood up saying, "You have a good time, Blondy. 
I'm going to watch from over there." She nodded toward Sandy's Principal 
who sat nearby.

Sandy was unable to resist as she lay still in stunned shock, watching 
as Mike stepped between her calves which hung over the edge of the bed 
and peeled his jeans down exposing his rather sizable cock already fully 
erect. Without hesitation the young man took his cock in one hand then 
kneeling first on the edge of the bed, he lowered himself onto Sandy. As 
she felt the awful young man rub the hot, smooth head of his penis 
between her vulva, spreading her labia, searching for her opening, Sandy 
closed her eyes and turned her head to one side in disgust. While Mike 
continued to poke and probe, Sandy opened her eyes only to stare 
directly into the eyes of her Principal. What she saw there was a look 
of stern disapproval. Sandy knew the reason all too well. It took a 
supreme effort on her part, but Sandy was finally able to turn her head 
back and look her attacker directly in the eye just as he penetrated 
her. Karen smiled as she saw the resignation show in Sandy's pretty face.

"Huuuuuhhhh!" Sandy huffed softly as the young man's penis moved into her.

"That's my girl," Mike said grinning knowingly down at Sandy as he 
pushed his way into her. "What a tight little pussy you have, baby. Oh 
yeah!"

Sandy trembled as Mike's long cock filled her. While she gazed up at 
him, he quickly began to get up a rhythm.

"Ole' Mike's gonna show you a real good time. Gonna fuck you like you've 
never been fucked, baby!"

Sandy had a quick mental flash of her experience with Deke. "Nothing 
could be worse than that," she thought idly as Mike's meat began to 
hammer in and out. Sandy also noted that Mike was the first of her 
lover's who talked while he fucked her. All of the others had been 
silent and business-like. Sandy didn't like his talk at all. It made her 
feel cheap and tawdry.

"Oww!" she whimpered when the young man rammed her hard.

"Just wanted to get your attention, sweetheart. You looked like you were 
daydreaming on me." Mike grinned wickedly. "I want you to pay attention, 
baby. I want you to do like you've been taught. I wanna see that pretty 
face of your register every stroke." He rammed her again, causing 
Sandy's eyes to fly open. "Yeah, baby! Just like that." He laughed.

Mike then began to fuck Sandy in earnest. The young blond was forced to 
spread her legs wide to alleviate the chafing from Mike's roughly 
pumping cock shaft. Taking Sandy first by her right wrist then her left, 
Mike stretched her hands over her head and held them there while he 
stared down at her.

"You're such a babe, Sandy. What a fine little fuck you are. Did you 
ever give it to your boyfriend like this, baby? I'll bet you didn't. You 
look like the kind of stuck up bitch who'd hold back on a guy. You're 
not gonna hold back on us are you, Sandy?" Sandy stared up into his dark 
eyes. "Are you, baby?" Mike said, smiling down at the helpless girl. 
Sandy didn't know what he expected of her, but she shook her head in 
response just in case. "No. Of course you're not," he said, his smile 
broadening. Mike humped Sandy two or three times hard then pulled out 
unexpectedly, leaving Sandy dazed and breathless. He climbed off of her 
and turned to the others, saying, "Ok, who's next? She's all warmed up."

"I'll take her," Sandy heard one of the older men say. The next thing 
Sandy knew, she had meat in her again. "Hi Darlin'," he said once he was 
fully inside of her. Unlike Mike he began to fuck her slowly, allowing 
Sandy to feel the entire length of his cock as it moved in and out. 
"You're such a pretty child. You remind me of my daughter." The man gave 
Sandy a fatherly smile. "Cindy's about your age, maybe a little younger. 
She's here at the Center too. Maybe you two have met," he said 
matter-of-factly while he fucked Sandy slowly and rhythmically. "She's 
gonna love fucking her daddy when she get's home. Have you fucked your 
daddy yet, darlin'?"

Sandy couldn't believe her ears. "Was this monster really talking about 
his own daughter? How could he!" Sandy vowed to herself while the older 
man had his way with her that she would never allow herself to be taken 
by her step-father.

"Alright... alright!" Mike said from the sidelines. "This isn't a rapp 
session, man. Get off her and let's get her up on her hands and knees," 
Mike directed, taking charge.

Sandy's current older lover gave her that fatherly smile of his before 
slowly pulling out and crawling from between her widely splayed legs.

"Let's go, sweetheart. Up on your hands and knees so we can get a better 
crack at ya." Mike then leaned down and grabbed Sandy roughly by the 
wrist. He then drug her off the bed, took her by the shoulders and 
turned her to face the bed. "Hand's and knees, baby. You know the drill, 
and arch your back. Let's see that sweet little ass of yours way up 
high." Mike chuckled cruelly as he gave Sandy a little shove onto the bed.

Going down on her hands, Sandy slowly crawled onto the big mattress. 
Spreading her knees to about shoulder width, she arched her back and 
waited to be mounted.

"OK, guy. You're next," Mike said nodding in the direction of the other 
older man. "Go ahead and try her out." As the man dropped his pants and 
crawled onto the bed behind Sandy, Mike said to the younger boy, "Hey, 
sport. Ever had a lady suck your cock?" The kid looked dumbfounded. Mike 
just laughed.

Sandy shuddered as the older man's rather large penis traveled up the 
length of her birth canal. He held her tightly by her hips and pushed 
himself deeply into her.

"Go ahead, kid. Get around on the other end. She can handle two cocks at 
once. Give that mouth of hers a good fucking. You treat him nice, Sandy, 
baby. He's just a boy." Mike laughed his cruel laugh as he stepped 
closer to the edge of the bed. While the older man got up his rhythm, 
Mike reached up under Sandy's chest and toyed with her small jiggling 
breasts. Pinching her nipples, Mike whispered in Sandy's right ear, 
"How's that big cock feel, baby? Is it good? These older guys don't know 
how to make a girl feel right. Old Mike's gonna take another turn in a 
minute. Don't you worry. He's gonna fuck you like you've never been 
fucked before, baby." He kissed Sandy on the cheek.

The older man behind Sandy was getting his stride. He picked up his 
tempo, his hairy thighs, slapping against the backs of Sandy's legs as 
he pounded away at her. Sandy had dropped her head down between her 
shoulders as she endured the man's attentions. Suddenly she saw a pair 
of knees appear on the bed in front of her. Slowly, Sandy looked up to 
see the face of the younger boy smiling down at her. In his hand he 
clutched his penis. He held it out to her almost in offering. It wasn't 
large or anything, but the thought of taking the penis of a boy even 
younger than herself into her mouth disgusted and humiliated Sandy.

In the course of her training, Sandy had been handled, bathed and 
attended to on the toilet by boys younger than herself, and each time it 
happened it ground Sandy's ego and self-esteem down more and more. The 
older men, she could tolerate more or less. But the young men in her own 
peer group were another story. The boy kneeling in front of Sandy now 
placed his other hand on the side of her head and crawled a little 
closer. "Open up, sweetheart," he said with a big grin.

"How dare, he say that to me," Sandy thought to herself. "He's just a 
kid. Who the hell does he think he is!" Just then, Mike pinched one of 
her small nipples hard. "Oww!" Sandy cried, opening her mouth in the 
process. Almost immediately it was filled with the young boy's cock. 
"Gawwpp," Sandy gagged around his narrow shaft as the head of his prick 
pushed against her soft pallet at the very back of her throat.

"Not bad, kid," Mike chuckled. "Now fuck her mouth good." Then after a 
brief pause, Mike added quickly. "Wait! Wait a minute fellas. Let's all 
get into this little lady. I think she can handle it. To the man fucking 
Sandy Mike said, "Why don't you pull out of her for a minute and lie 
down beside her, pal. We'll have her ride you for awhile, OK?" The man 
nodded his consent. Extracting his cock from the young blond, the older 
man did as Mike asked and lay on his back beside Sandy. "OK, baby, you 
know the drill. Mount up."

Sandy glared at Mike, but slowly did as she was told. Rising up to her 
knees Sandy moved sideways then threw her leg across the prone man's 
body, straddling him. Next She placed her hands on the older man's chest 
and raised her butt up, giving him room to guide the head of his cock to 
her opening. Obligingly, the man held his cock in one hand allowing 
Sandy to settle down on it. Sandy always shivered when entered. The 
Center considered this to be a desirable trait, so she was encouraged to 
cultivate it.

As soon as she was mounted, Mike said, "OK kid, your turn. I wanna see 
you fuck her mouth like she's never had it before. OK sport?" The young 
man nodded enthusiastically. Then grasping his prick in his fist, he 
crawled forward and offered it to Sandy. Sandy leaned forward and took 
him into her mouth. "That's nice," Mike said. Now let's see. Who's next? 
Weren't you telling me you liked to get jerked off, fella?" Mike said, 
to the other older man who knelt on the bed nearby the coupled 
threesome. The man grinned and nodded his head. "Good, well our little 
lady should be able to handle you, I believe. You'll make him feel good 
won't you, baby?" Mike said leaning down so Sandy could see him. The 
young boy had already begun to fuck her mouth so Sandy was unable to 
answer, but she did nod her head in resigned acknowledgment. "I knew I 
could count on you, baby," Mike said. He reached out and fondled one of 
Sandy's firm breasts. "Now it's my turn," Mike said at last.

With one penis in her vagina, one in her mouth and one in her hand, 
Sandy had no idea what Mike had planned for her. If he expected her to 
handle him with her left hand, she would be unable to balance herself on 
the cock of the older man beneath her. It was already an extremely 
awkward situation for Sandy. She knew all too well that her Principal 
who looked on from the sidelines fully expected her to pleasure all of 
her lovers, managing their arousal such that they would have a 
simultaneous orgasm. So when Mike disappeared from her view behind her, 
Sandy was at a complete loss.

As the older gentleman beneath her began to hump her, Sandy raised 
herself up just a bit to give him room to move. His cock pistoned in and 
out with short, rapid strokes, causing Sandy to puff through her nose in 
time. The young boy increased his tempo to match that of the other man. 
His narrow, but adequately long penis made repeated contact with the 
back of Sandy's throat. He took her by the back of her neck to steady 
Sandy, giving him better access to her. Sandy had to concentrate so as 
not to forget the man she held in her right hand. As best she could 
given the circumstances, the young girl stroked the man's rigid cock 
with her small hand. As she had been taught, Sandy rolled her hand over 
the head of his penis from time to time where she could find traces of 
pre-cum for lubrication.

While Sandy worked on her three charges, she suddenly felt a pair of 
hands on her butt. Mike started rubbing her buttocks, squeezing her 
cheeks, and alternately spreading her, then pressing her together. His 
massaging actually felt pretty good as it tended to enhance the effects 
of the older man's cock sliding in and out of her vagina. Then 
unexpectedly, Sandy felt the now familiar feeling of the head of a penis 
being rubbed up and down between her cheeks. "What was he going to do?" 
Sandy wondered, "trade off with the guy under her?" Too late, the young 
girl realized what was happening when Mike began to apply pressure with 
his cock to her tightly puckered anal opening.

Sandy had been shown a few videos depicting anal sex, but had thus far 
not been required to attempt it by the Center. Thus her rectal passage 
was virginal until the broad head of Mike's penis popped inside.

As mentioned earlier, Mike was not a gentle lover. Fortunately for 
Sandy, he had taken the time to lubricate himself with saliva before 
entering her. Mike hadn't done this for Sandy's benefit, but rather to 
enable him to fully penetrate the young girl in one swift assault.

"Mmmphhhh," Sandy puffed violently through her nose. The young man who 
was fucking her mouth was treated to the lovely sight of the young 
girl's facial expression while being entered anally for the first time, 
and unexpectedly at that. Sandy's blue eyes shot open then closed 
tightly as she winced from the sudden pain of Mike's penetration. The 
young man was lucky that Sandy had such thorough training. An untrained 
female might have accidentally bitten down on him. Keeping his cock in 
Sandy's mouth, the boy smiled down at her. Sandy shuddered. Reflexively 
she arched her back as she accepted the responsibility for yet another 
penis.

"Oh, yeah, baby!" Mike groaned as his big cock traveled into the tight 
confines of Sandy's bowel. "You've got one tight little ass. I'm sure 
glad they let me be your first. I've been watching you since you got 
here, and I've been waitin' for the chance to fuck you, baby."

"Mmphh, mmphh, mmphh, mmphh.." young Sandy huffed around the cock in her 
mouth as Mike started to fuck her ass. She could feel every inch of him 
as he traveled in and out of her.

Unknowingly, the older man in her vagina had pulled back slightly to 
allow Mike full penetration on his initial thrust, now, as Mike pushed 
his cock into Sandy's quivering anal passage, he suddenly rammed his 
hips upward, driving himself deeply into the hapless young teen.

"Mmmmmuuuhhhhh!!" Sandy grunted, opening her mouth wide around the young 
boys cock. A dull pain spread through her lower abdomen and down her 
thighs. Never before had she felt such a feeling of fullness. Just then, 
Mike rammed her as well, knocking the wind out of Sandy and slamming her 
body forward, driving the cock in her mouth down her throat. Sandy 
Winters suddenly found herself well packed with a cock in every opening.

"Don't forget about me, young lady," Sandy heard from the edge of 
awareness. It was the man who's cock she was supposed to be stroking 
with her hand. Quickly Sandy picked up a rhythm, sliding her small hand 
quickly up and down his shaft as though playing catch up. "That's 
better, Darlin'," the man groaned. Then all three of the men inside of 
Sandy began to get up a rhythm. There was no real pattern to their 
fucking. At one point Sandy would find herself filled to bursting, then 
all the meat inside of her would withdraw at once leaving her feeling 
strangely empty. Other times the men alternated thrusts. At one point 
they unconsciously achieved a syncopated beat. "One..and two then a down 
beat," Sandy's small frame was pitched front to back and side to side.

As capable a lover as Sandy had become, she felt herself losing control. 
Her mind reeled as her internal organs were battered on three fronts. 
The man who Sandy was attending to manually, moved around beside the 
foursome. He reached around Sandy's torso and took her left breast in 
his hand. With his other hand he cupped her right. He then began to 
squeeze and kneed the small sensitive glands, alternately pinching then 
stretching Sandy's tiny nipples with his fingers.

"Mmmmeee," Sandy whined around the cock in her mouth. As had happened 
with her experience with Deke, meaningful thought began to ebb away. 
Soon the young girl knew nothing else other than the three penises which 
flashed in and out of her at an ever increasing pace. Sandy Winters was 
certainly no longer in control of the situation. One of the men came. It 
was either Mike or the man in her vagina. Sandy couldn't tell which. All 
she heard was a groan followed by that familiar hot filling feeling 
inside. Sandy's first orgasm quickly followed. Then suddenly she was 
swallowing copious amounts of white hot cum supplied to her by the young 
boy. He held Sandy's head, rammed his cock into her mouth to the hilt, 
and dumped his load down her esophagus.

Sandy's trim athletic body shook in the throws of her second orgasm when 
she heard Mike bellow from behind her, "Oh, yeah, baby.. baby!" His 
strong fingers dug into the flesh of Sandy's hips. Pulling her back 
against himself Mike rammed his cock as far up Sandy's ass as it would 
reach before dumping his load into her bowel. Never in her life had 
Sandy Winters had so much semen inside of her at one time. It felt like 
the stuff would squirt out of her ears as the three men filled her.

The first to finish was the young boy. Looking down at Sandy with a 
grin, he popped his softening prick out of her mouth then sat back 
sheepishly on the bed watching as the three other men continued to have 
their way with Sandy. Without warning, the man Sandy had been jerking 
off released her breasts, crawled around in front of her, took her by 
the chin and opened her mouth. Sandy knew better than to resist. 
Grasping his cock in his other hand the man directed its swollen purple 
head to Sandy's lips. Smiling down at Sandy, he rubbed the head back and 
forth across her lips covering them with pre-cum. "Open up, darlin'. 
Bob's got something for you I know you're gonna like. Sandy opened her 
mouth and accepted the man's penis inside. As soon as he released his 
grip on himself, the man came. As he did, he pushed his cock to the back 
of Sandy's mouth then down her throat. Sandy had been deep throated 
before and knew to take a breath. She gagged slightly as the head of 
Bob's prick slipped down her throat pulsing cum as it went. Sandy's blue 
eyes were open wide when her nose finally buried itself in the older 
man's mat of pubic hair, her chin coming to rest against his balls. She 
had no choice but to wait him out. She felt the hot substance flow into 
her tummy. Several minutes passed and still the man filled her. At the 
same time, Mike continued to hump her from behind as did the man who's 
cock still remained in her vagina. Sandy was about out of air when at 
last the man named Bob, pulled his cock back far enough for Sandy to 
take a breath. Sandy coughed causing a bit of semen to seep from her 
nose and run down her upper lip. The man would not remove his cock from 
her mouth so Sandy was forced to get what air she could through her nose.

It was a long while before the tangled knot of flesh that was Sandy 
Winters' most recent sexual experience began to uncouple. Slowly and one 
at a time, Sandy's lovers slipped from inside her. Mike was the last to 
leave. It seemed his big cock just wouldn't go soft. He continued to 
fuck Sandy's ass for several minutes after the others had ceased. Sandy 
would be very sore later on.

Finally the participants exited the room leaving Sandy alone with her 
Principal and Karen. The big dike came and sat on the bed beside Sandy. 
She kissed the young blond deeply reveling in the sweet musky taste of 
semen. Sandy's Principal said nothing. He made a few notes on his pad 
then rose from his seat and left the room.

"I think you did, pretty good, Blondy," Karen said rubbing Sandy's back 
gently. "Before we go to dinner I want you to lie back for me, Blondy," 
the big dike said. "I wanna taste some of that good cum you've got 
inside you." Karen smiled at Sandy's somewhat distressed expression. 
"What's wrong, Blondy? You don't think it's fair that you have all the 
fun do you? I like a little cum myself from time to time.

Sandy knew what Karen wanted, so after a minute she lay back on the bed 
and spread her legs. The big girl then crawled between Sandy's thighs 
and began to feast, licking and sucking at both of her openings. Much to 
Sandy's dismay, the big dike actually made her cum again. This of course 
pleased Karen to no end. "That's my little girl," she said between 
licks. "Cum for Karen. Cum for me, Blondy!"

Sandy had never been told why she had been brought to the Training 
Center. None of the clients were told. Neither did she know when or if 
she would ever be released. For all Sandy knew she would spend the rest 
of her life in this awful place at the hands of strangers. So when the 
young blond awoke in her own bed in her own bedroom in her own home 
several days following her group experience at The Center, it was no 
wonder that she was startled and confused.

"What? What the?" Sandy gasped, sitting up in her bed. She glanced 
quickly around the familiar surroundings of her bedroom. "Was this a 
dream?" Sandy thought. "Was that horrible place all a dream?" was her 
next thought. Sandy flopped back on the comfortable pillows of her big 
soft bed and simply lay there staring up at the ceiling. After a 
moment's reflection, Sandy gingerly reached a hand down between her legs 
and touched herself. To her astonishment, there was no discomfort or 
pain what-so-ever there. (The Center thought of everything.) Sandy was 
mystified. "What had happened to her?" the young blond wondered.

Sandy was about to get out of bed when there came a soft knock at the 
door. "Yes?" Sandy answered after a moment. She had become used to 
people simply walking in on her at any time.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Sandy's step-father said cheerfully as he 
poked his head in the door. "I thought you weren't ever going to wake up."

"Hello," Sandy said cooly. She was not at all fond of her step-father. 
Sandy didn't trust him. He was a sleeze in her opinion. More than once 
he'd tried to put the moves on her. "Funny," Sandy thought 
absent-mindedly. "The thought of her step-father touching her used to 
make her skin crawl. But now...."

"I thought I'd bring you breakfast in bed, Sandy," Jim Neilson said as 
he stepped into her bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"Breakfast sounds great," Sandy said, trying to be kinder. After all, 
she was starved, and he seemed to be making an effort to be nice.

Neilson walked to the side of his step-daughter's bed and stood gazing 
down at the pretty blond teenager. "From now on, Sandy, you'll get 
breakfast in bed every day," Neilson said smiling at Sandy's confused 
expression. "Nothing like some hot cum to get your day started, right 
sweetheart," Jim Neilson said as he unzipped his trousers and pulled out 
his swelling cock.

Sandy stared up at him in total disbelief. "What?" she whined as a cold 
fear washed over her.

"You heard me, Sandy. You just keep your mouth open just like that. You 
know what to do, sweetheart. They taught you well at The Center."

As Jim slipped his cock into his step-daughter's open mouth, he gazed 
down into her round blue eyes. "That's just right, Sandy, and when we're 
done with breakfast, you and I'll have a nice hot bath together. Mmmmm, 
that's my girl," Jim Neilson sighed as his pretty blond step-daughter 
began to suck him.

The Center thought of everything.

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