Cynthia showed Amanda and Patty the grounds, and left Amanda with her assistant, Jennette to aid Amanda in obtaining books, uniforms, supplies and the like.

“Patty, while Amanda gets her essentials, I’d like to see you in my office…catch up on old times.” Cynthia said, raising an eyebrow and running her hand down her tight skirt, which accentuated her delicious hips and thighs perfectly.

“So dear, I’m glad you brought us Amanda, she will do fine here.” Cynthia said, grinning lasciviously at Patty who remained standing, nervously looking down with the hands crossed in front of her, the office was closed, essentially sealed to the outside world.

Patty smiled and nodded, beginning to pull a chair out for herself.

“No!” Cynthia hissed, at which Patty snapped to attention. “Did I give you permission to sit Miss Andover?”

Patty shivered in excitement, fear and rising sexual urges, her bottom lip quivered, her pussy started to leak, a trail of cunt juice dripping down her thigh. “N-no Headmistress. I’m sorry.”

“It would seem your time spent in the city has made your obedience rather lax eh?” Cynthia said standing up and standing behind Patty, rubbing her shoulders and back.

“I’m…I’m sorry Headmistress…I’ll…I’ll be a good girl…I promise.” Patty whimpered slightly, her eyes closed and moaning in pleasure, as Cynthia smiled cruelly and pressed a button on a key chain remote. A wave of gentle buzzing filled the room.

“It would seem dear that you need some re-training, doesn’t it?” Cynthia said rubbing Patty’s ample and firm tits through her silk blouse.

“Uuuhhhggghhh!” Patty moaned as her knees buckled, she grabbed the back of the chair, unable to hold herself up and nearly falling. “Yesssssss.” Patty hissed, as Cynthia slowly undid the buttons on Patty’s blouse.

Cynthia walked in front of the mesmerized woman and sat on the desk, facing Patty and grinning evilly. “Strip, whore.”

Patty frantically pulled at her clothing, desperate to get it off so that her mistress might provide her with the sexual release she craved so much. She stood completely nude in front of Cynthia, Patty’s glazed-over eyes looking at her mistress with adoration.

“Now my little one…I demand pleasure, from your mouth, eat my cunt you fucking slut. Eat it well and I might, just might, finger you to orgasm. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Ohhhhhhhh!!!! God yes Mistress! Please! I must cum! I must cum NOW!!!”

“No, good girls wait for their treats don’t they Patty?” Cynthia said condescendingly as she slipped her own soaked, white thong off her shapely legs, hiked up her skirt and sat on the desk’s ledge.

“Yes ma’am.” Patty said, licking her lips as she stared at the older woman’s bald, glistening cunt.

“You know your procedure Patty…obey me.”

Patty shuddered with a tiny orgasm as she sank to her knees and crawled over on all fours. She reached Cynthia and gently grasped her stocking-clad leg. “Please Mistress; grant your little whore’s wish to let her eat your beautiful cunt out…please.” Patty cooed, looking at Cynthia with complete adoration.

Cynthia smirked. “Very well my little one, enjoy.” She said as she spread her legs and Patty adoringly began a feverish oral assault on Cynthia’s pussy.

“Oh! Oh! Fuck yesssssss! Lick it you dirty girl…Patty is such a good girl isn’t she?” Cynthia moaned as an orgasm crept up and was about to take her.

“Mmmmmhhhhhmmmmmm.” Patty smiled and purred, her lips never leaving Cynthia’s cunt.

“Oh! You little bitch!” Cynthia said, grasping Patty by her short blonde hair. “You’ve improved little one! Has Mistress Rebecca been giving little Patty the attention she needs there in that big city?” Cynthia hissed, looking into Patty’s extremely glassy eyes, her pupils were so dilated that they seemed to go all the way to her eyebrows.

“Yes ma’am.” Patty said in a dreamy and completely subjugated tone.

Cynthia smiled evilly and thrust Patty’s face back into her burning twat. “Good.” She said calmly.

“OOOOHHHH!!!!” Cynthia screamed as wave after wave of orgasm crashed over her. She fell back onto her desk, Patty obeying her extensive programming stood up and climbed atop her Mistress, kissing her deeply and massaging the buxom older woman’s massive tits.

“Ohhhhhh. Patty, you are such a good girl.” Cynthia cooed, petting the young blonde’s head like a pet. Cynthia pressed a button again on the remote and the buzzing increased in severity.

“FFFUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!” Patty shouted suddenly as Cynthia’s fingers invaded the younger girl’s swollen cunt, aching for release.

“You like this little one?”

“YES!”

“Yes what!? You stupid, dirty little slut!”

“YES HEADMISTREESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!” Patty screamed as her pussy spasmed, tightened around Cynthia’s hand, and shot spurt after wonderful spurt of pussy juice. Patty collapsed on top of Cynthia, unconscious but mumbling inaudibly in her sleep. Cynthia smiled treacherously again and stroked the young girl’s hair, turning off the buzzing and thought of her new charge, sweet, young Amanda.

Amanda stood in front of Patty’s car as the later was about to depart.

“I’m sorry I never told you went here.” Patty said, her look a little disheveled, but nothing out of the ordinary, though her eyes were slightly glassy.

“Its cool Patty, I’m just surprised. No wonder you think its so great.”

“It really helped me, I found direction, love, friendship and I was able to beat my addiction.”

“Yours?”

“Heroin…it almost killed me.” Patty said softly.

“Wow…you are really great to me Patty; I think this place might help me too.” Amanda smiled, lowering her guard and taking a tiny chance on being vulnerable…it felt good to her.

Patty brightened up, a huge smile gracing her face. “I know it will honey, give it a chance. I’ll come back and visit you as much as I can. I promise.”

“Yeah sure.” Amanda said, starting to cry.

“Hey, have I ever broken a promise to you?” Patty said, holding Amanda’s face in her hands.

“N-no.” Amanda stammered.

“And I never will. But be good Amanda, please, please, please be a good girl here.” Patty said, almost pleading.

“I’ll be good Patty, I promise. Just visit me; even I need at least one friend.”

Patty hugged the young girl and kissed her cheek, she waived to the Headmistress who stood in the doorway and smiled, nodding knowingly, then she entered her car, drove down the road and was gone.

“Now Miss Donnelson, Patty isn’t gone, she will come and see you, often, I instructed her to. Now lets get a look at your quarters.” Cynthia said, wrapping an arm around Amanda as they picked up her bags and entered the building.

“This is your room, Number 3B, your roommate will aid you in settling in. If you need anything in this first week, your wing sister, the dorm mother or I are always here to…help you adjust. But of course Susie is your best resource.”

“Susie, Headmistress?” Amanda asked, blinking her eyes rapidly, ever since she walked in the place, a soft, barely noticeable buzzing made it difficult to think, but she figured she’d get used to it. Besides, she was still very much addicted to cocaine and hadn’t had even a toot in four days when her tiny, emergency stash was snorted into her nostrils, so the headaches and buzzing might just be her addled brain adjusting.

“Your roommate dear.” Cynthia opened the door, Amanda’s room as small, but there were two desks, two bookcases and a bunk bed, a large buck bed, each mattress a double bed, something Amanda hadn’t ever seen before. Sitting on the bottom one was a young girl, long, wavy blonde hair, beautifully applied makeup, and clad in the ubiquitous school uniform the other girls were. She was leaned up against the wall, her eyes closed and a big lazy smile graced her pink lips.

“Ahem.” Cynthia said impatiently.

“Oh! I’m so sorry Headmistress! Please forgive me!” Susie pleaded standing at attention, her large tits sticking out and seemed to defy gravity.

“Susie darling this is Amanda, your new room mate. You are to show her the rules, help her adapt to the Academy’s teachings.”

“Yes Headmistress. I’ll do sooooo good at helping Amanda. I promise, I’ll-“

Cynthia smiled briefly and placed a perfectly manicured finger tip on the young girl’s mouth, she stood at attention immediately.

“Amanda dear, this is your new home, you will be given a wonderful opportunity here. We shall all help you to make the most of it.” Cynthia said, putting her hand on Amanda’s shoulder.

“Thank you…Headmistress.”

Cynthia left, the door thudded softly behind her.

“Oh my god! Amanda, we are going to be like totally sisters!” Susie gushed, embracing her new roomie tightly.

“Uh, yeah.” Amanda said.

“So, tell me about yourself.” Susie said sitting down on the bed and patting the surface for Amanda to do the same.

“I’m a foster kid, grew up in the system, I could either go here or jail. You?”

“Oh! Me too, I was like totally a…um…what do you call it? Like a hooker! Yeah! A hooker! I starred in some dirty movies though, my daddy put me in them, when he got caught I went to live with like a bunch of different people and I started doing like a lot of drugs until one time I got arrested by this policeman and they told me I had to come here!” Susie gushed, smiling and giggling the entire time she disclosed the tragic story of her life.

“I’m…I’m sorry Susie.” Amanda said in quiet disbelief.

Susie’s eyes got wide. “Oh, don’t be Amanda, I LOVE it here, I have been like totally transformed, I am such a good girl now! I love it, and Miss Clark totally says that when I graduate I can go study overseas maybe!”

“That’s great. They do that here?”

“Oh yeah! The goodest girls ever get to go live overseas and learn stuff, mainly like South America, like the desert…um…uh…” Susie’s eyes and jaw drooped, as did Amanda’s as the buzzing became much more audible.

“Bath time.” Susie said distantly, standing up robotically and walking out of the room. “Come on Amanda, we can’t miss bath time.”

“Okay.” Amanda said dreamily and dutifully followed Susie outside their room, down towards a communal bathroom, with rows of toilets, no stalls…’odd,’ thought Amanda, but somehow it seemed right. Things seemed nice here, for the first time Amanda felt somewhere safe…safe and warm…”warm,” Amanda whispered, even she barely heard herself.

The bathroom had a large common shower area, with rows of shower heads on either side, which was empty. But the floors were covered in thick, rubbery-feeling pillows, and there were shower wands attached to the shower heads and with them, huge metal baskets of a variety of shower, bath and other beauty products.

“Susie? Amanda?” Cynthia’s voice echoed in the bathroom.

“Yes Headmistress.” Both girls said in unison. Amanda’s face had the look of someone concerned, she didn’t understand why things weren’t right, weren’t normal, but she couldn’t help it…it felt so right. Susie was smiling widely, as if the Headmistress’ voice was a warm blanket, wrapping her mind up and keeping it soft and comfy.

“You girls must be nice and clean before study and sleepytime yes?”

“Yesssssss Headmistress.” The girls replied, the buzzing in the bathroom increasing, the echo adding to the intensity.

“Susie, make sure you show little Amanda here how our girls are cleaned. I want you primped and fluffed in thirty minutes, Amanda, you can shower with the rest of the girls later this week. Obey my orders…be good girls and obeyyyyyyyyy.” Cynthia’s voice boomed in the bathroom.

The buzzing rhythm changed to a more pulsing type. “Ohhhhhhhh!” Amanda shuddered with a powerful orgasm, her legs giving out and she slumped to the floor, landing on her knees in the soft rubber pillows. Susie giggled hysterically as she watched her new, sexy roommate quivering beneath her. Susie stripped her skimpy uniform off and tossed it into a large communal laundry bin.

“Come here Amanda, lets get cleaned up!” Susie said, her eyes half-opened and glassy, as were Amanda’s. Susie sat next to Amanda and began to help her unbutton her simple blouse which did grip her adolescent curves well, her body promising to be a knockout.

Amanda fumbled with the buttons on her jeans’ fly, but was lacking the motor skills to pull the feat of dexterity off. Amanda began to sob slightly.

“Amanda, don’t worry, everyone starts like this, I’ll help you.” Susie cooed seriously, hugging Amanda tightly and slipping her blouse off her delicate shoulders, her creamy white skin contrasted beautifully with her deep, coal black hair.

“I’m-I’m just trying so hard to be good.” Amanda sniffled. “I-I promised Patty a-“ She was cut off by Susie’s warm, red lips placing themselves on Amanda’s ever so gently. Amanda had never kissed a girl, hadn’t ever been into that, but Susie’s kiss was so loving, so warm, and Amanda sobbed more as she opened her mouth slightly, accepting Susie’s moist, soft tongue and massaging it with her own.

“You’re one of us now Amanda, you are going to be such a good girl.” Susie cooed.

“So good.” Amanda whimpered, wiping her eyes and realizing that her jeans and panties were down around her ankles, her sneakers and socks, as well as her bra and blouse were in a pile. Amanda looked at herself and giggled uncontrollably.

“You’re sooooo pretty Amanda.” Susie said smiling lasciviously. “Here, we have to be done soon, Headmistress’ orders.” Susie stood up and helped Amanda to her feet, turning on a shower and shower wand and beginning to wet both down followed by a gentle and relaxing, albeit too quick, soaping up of each other. The girls laughed, hugged each other, soaped up each others’ backs and kissed a couple of more times before they quickly rinsed each other off.

Susie dried both of them off and wrapped herself and Amanda in a towel, who wasn’t able to really contribute, and the incessant buzzing was making virtually any thought or activity requiring any type of fine motor coordination impossible. Susie wrapped an arm around Amanda and they returned to their room.

“Why does the darker girl cry so?” The powerfully-built man in an expensive suit asked while sitting in the Headmistress’ Office and watching the scene in the showers unfold. A tent in his crotch showing just how turned on he was.

“A brand new addition. The subliminal assault begins the second they are in the building, especially in their rooms, the showers and classrooms. We begin tearing their resistance away the first day, the first week or two and they unconsciously try to fight it, it causes their emotions to peak and trough, severe highs and lows, lots of crying, lots of incessant giggling. Once you are used to it, you never seem to notice it.” A younger man, in his late thirties said, sitting behind Cynthia’s desk, as she sat in his lap, lightly kissing his face and shuddering with pleasure as he absentmindedly massaged one of her huge tits, Cynthia was sans clothing, save her stockings and shoes.

“It would seem your Headmistress very much enjoys your technology.” The suit said, his thick Russian accent making him a little difficult to understand.

“Oh yes,” the younger man chuckled, looking at the lovely MILF, caressing her face. “Cynthia here was one of my lab partners at University, she was a very dedicated scientist, but when my father, our research director, made his breakthrough with this technology, I just had to make her contribution more…substantial.” He chuckled.

The Russian laughed loudly. “And the rest is…as you Americans say ‘history?’”

“Indeed sir.” The younger man returned his attention to the Russian and was strictly business. “Mr. Dobrovnik, you have seen our catalog, those girls are ready to go, have you made a decision?”

The Russian smiled. “It is hard to pick only one da?”

“I feel your pain sir.”

“I will treat myself to a large purchase. I have a large home, many others scattered here and there, lots of room. I have selected these three.” He said, laying a large briefcase, filled with $100 bills onto the desk. And handing the younger man an iPad, the faces of three “seniors” at the Academy showing.

“Excellent choices sir, this one in particular is extremely talented with her mouth.” The younger man said smiling.

“I remember her audition.” The Russian laughed heartily and evilly.

“Assuming this is all in order, I can have the girls prepped and delivered as you require.”

“Thank you Mr. Thomason…is pleasure doing business with you. I have feeling you will be getting plenty of referrals from me.” The Russian said, shaking Thomason’s hand and eyeing Cynthia who stood in the corner now, shuddering in excitement and never taking her eyes off her master.

“I appreciate it sir, and contact us any time, we’re always open.”

Susie helped Amanda dress in more “appropriate” school clothes, Amanda’s red bra was clearly visible through her skimpy white shirt, but Susie’s black bar was also, and Amanda was assured that no one would mind. Susie looked lovingly at her new friend as she eased Amanda’s thigh-highs into place, caressing the other girl’s thighs gently and causing Amanda to moan slightly and squirm.

The girls ate dinner, it was served in the dining hall, all the food had a unique and delicate flavor to it, one that Amanda hadn’t tasted before, but since she hadn’t eaten since breakfast, she wolfed it down.

The gentle buzzing in their rooms changed again, this time pulsating with their heartbeats. It was school-wide, the talking, giggling, some crying and general hum of activity instantly stopped.

“Sleepytime.” Susie said flatly as she stood and shed her uniform. She put on a tight white cotton tank top, which gripped every inch of her torso and a matching, white cotton thong.

Amanda looked in her own set of uniforms and retrieved a similar set. Motor coordination was getting better, and Susie didn’t have to help Amanda as much, only with getting her bra unclasped. Then Susie laid Amanda down in the bottom bunk and tucked her in, giving her a gentle kiss, the buzzing was making it extremely difficult for any of the girls to keep their eyes open. But especially poor little Amanda, whose mind was liquid, and was almost completely unconscious by the time Susie pulled the covers over the other girl’s sexy, nubile body.

Susie climbed into the top bunk, as the voice of the Headmistress spoke everywhere on campus.

“Good night my good little girls. Sleep my little ones…sleeeeeeeeeep. To sleep is good my darlings…have sweet dreams…you are safe here, no concerns other than being good girls…strive to be goooooooooood…sleeeeeeeeeeep. Good night my precious angels. I love you all.”

“Good night Headmistress.” The entire student body of over a hundred young girls cooed in unison, followed by silence, complete and total silence, as all of them slumbered deeply.

For most, like Susie, their dreams were full of smiling, giggling, laughing, serving, obeying, cocks and pussies and fucking, being fucked, fucked hard and obeying…always obeying.

For a few, the newer ones, like Amanda, her dreams were vivid, she was standing in a large hall, covered in pink silk, pillows and drapes and screens and nothing else, no people, just pink, soft, sheer pink. Amanda was nude, her ample breasts seemed larger, at least she knew they were. They were beautiful, her whole body was beautiful, she didn’t crave coke, she wasn’t defensive, she was warm and safe and wonderful.

Amanda felt her hands caressing her back, her neck, her shoulders, as the young girl rolled her head about in ecstasy.

“Mmmmm. Patty?” Amanda said, her eyes closed.

“Yes baby, I’m right here.” Patty said from behind, caressing Amanda’s breasts and kissing her neck.

“Whaaaaa?-“ Amanda asked turning slowly to face the older woman, only to have Patty’s slim index finger touch the teen’s pouty, full lips.

“Shhhhhh.” Patty cooed, she was dressed in a black lace bustier which tightly gripped her exquisite body, her large tits almost spilling out of the small cups, matching black thong and sheer black stockings with six-inch heels, which allowed her to tower over Amanda who looked up in awe of her beautiful, sexy and increasingly domineering mentor and friend. “You’re so good Amanda.” Patty said, as she removed one of her tits from its tight confines and gently guided Amanda’s head down so the young girl took Patty’s nipple in her mouth and tenderly, though urgently suckled it, all the while Patty gently and lovingly stroked her long, black hair. “You are being such a good girl darling.” Patty said, at which Amanda mewed softly, her lips never breaking their seal around Patty’s nipple.

Amanda closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she was on her back, looking up, engulfed in soft, sheer pink, everywhere, as Patty laid on her side and Susie, all of whom were nude, knelt at Amanda’s splayed legs.

“Susie?” Amanda said meekly.

“Yes Amanda…you are such a good girl, such a good friend. We’re going to love it here, together.”

“Yessssss.” Amanda whispered.

“I want to make you feel as beautiful as you are Amanda.” Susie said authoritatively. “Spread your legs.”

Amanda sighed in blissful surrender as she slowly spread her legs, her sopping, wet pussy felt cool in the air. “Uuuuunnnnngggggghhhhh!” Amanda moaned loudly as Susie kissed, licked and tenderly sucked Amanda’s pussy for what seemed to be blissful hours. “Oh! Oh God! I love it! Lick me Susie! I LOVE IT!!!! I NEED IT!!!!” Amanda thrashed as a powerful orgasm shook her.

Patty, running her hands across Amanda’s body the entire time smiled and kissed the teen deeply and passionately. “You’re doing sooooooo well Amanda…such a good girl.”

Amanda smiled through glassy eyes. “Thanks Patty.”

Patty leaned in. “Kiss me Amanda…kiss me now.” She commanded softly.

“Yesssss.” Amanda cooed as she urgently and wetly kissed her social worker.

Amanda was aware of Susie crawling up to lay on the other side of her, and panted with need as Susie gently turned Amanda’s face to look at her.

“Amanda, you are the best room mate a girl could ever want.” Susie said huskily.

Amanda smiled weakly, the sensations of pure sexual bliss too intense for her little mind to process at once. “I love it here Susie.”

Susie smiled. “Kiss me Amanda…obey me.” Susie said softly as Amanda feverishly crushed her lips against Susie’s mouth, engaging in a passionate make out session.

Patty pulled Amanda back on her back and kissed her, sliding her fingers into the hapless teen’s drenched pussy.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!” Amanda cooed, arching her back and urgently humping her delicate, sensual hips against Patty’s hands.

“That’s it my sweet…enjoy it…love it…you need it Amanda…you’re safe here my pet.” Patty cooed, kissing Amanda again.

“Mmmmmmmmm.” Amanda moaned as Susie took one of her rock-hard nipples in her mouth and rolled it around.

“Now…Amanda…be a good girl and cum for me.” Patty smiled.

“Yessssss!” Amanda cried in pleasure as her pussy clenched and wave after wave of orgasm flowed over her.

Susie and Patty kissed, caressed, fondled and probed every inch of the nubile teen’s body.

“Oh God! Please! I love it sooooo much!” Amanda moaned.

“You never want the pleasure to stop my darling.” Patty cooed.

“No…don’t…don’t stop…never stop.”

“If you’re a good girl Amanda, this will never end.” Susie panted, kissing her new room mate passionately.

“Yessssss…sooooooo…goooooood…” Amanda whimpered. “NNNNNGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!” Amanda suddenly screamed, as the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced wracked her firm but voluptuous body. She awoke with a start, her tight tank top and thong soaked with sweat, cum and lord knew what else. The dark grey rays of dawn were drifting into her room. Amanda stood up, her legs shaky as she looked on the top bunk, where Susie slept peacefully, a big grin gracing her pretty face as she giggled to herself.

The buzzing continued and Amanda suddenly noticed it again, her mind began to list back into sleep, as she barely had time to crawl back into bed before her little mind went black.

“Awaken my little ones…awaken and obey…be good little girls for me…awaken…NOW!” The voice of Headmistress echoed in the school as the entire student body awoke in unison.

Amanda got out of bed, it couldn’t have been too much later than when she awoke earlier, but she felt both exhausted and invigorated at the same time. She stretched, the bottom of her tank top riding up with one end getting caught on her erect nipple. The buzzing was still ever-present, though now it was more gentle, a constant hum, not unpleasant, and Amanda smiled vacantly to herself.

“How did you sleep Mandy?” Susie asked cheerfully as she hopped down from bed and hugged her new roomie, a hug which was returned.

Amanda giggled. “Good…I had this really vivid dream Susie.” Amanda said softly.

Susie grinned lasciviously. “Really? Was it hot?”

Amanda smiled, blushed and looked away. “Yeah…it was really hot. Look at me, I’m soaked.”

Susie smiled and licked Amanda’s exposed nipple.

“Nnngghh!” Amanda moaned in pleasure.

“Sweat and pussy.” Susie grinned. “A great combination.” She giggled.

“I-I guess, I-I think I…you know.”

“What?”

“Like came…at least twice.”

“So, tell me about your dream.” Susie said as she led Amanda back onto the lower bunk. Susie spread her legs and Amanda sat between them, she leaned up against her new friend, Susie’s large, firm breasts rubbing Amanda’s back made her sigh, as she closed her eyes.

“My social worker was in it.” Amanda said dreamily.

“Is he hot, does he have a big cock?”

“No…no she’s a girl…Patricia, but I call her Patty.”

“Ohhhhhhh. In that case, is she hot?” Susie smiled and cooed as she began the massage Amanda’s shoulders and neck.

“Mmmmmm…yesssssss.” Amanda hissed, her pussy was getting wet again.

“So what happened?” Susie said, massaging her friend’s back, shoulders and neck sensually.

“Um…well, you were there too Susie.” Amanda said hesitantly.

“And what did I do?”

“W-we…kissed…and stuff…I’m sorry, I’m not gay or anything…” Amanda began to cry, sobbing softly, as Susie continued to rub her body, now moving her hands to Amanda’s front, where she lightly traced her finger tips along Amanda’s nipples. “Ohhh!” Amanda moaned loudly, grinding into Susie.

“Its okay sweetheart…I don’t think your gay. And your welcome here no matter what…you belong her Amanda, you’re one of us honey.” Susie said softly rubbing Amanda’s ample tits through the skimpy tank top.

“I-I-I’m just trying to be good…but its not right…this isn’t right.” Amanda cried.

“Noooooo, honey, its all right here. Everything is right at the Academy. You are safe, you are good, no one will hurt you or victimize you again Amanda. You are such a good girl Amanda.” Susie said, placing her left hand on Amanda’s crotch, and beginning to rub her swollen clit through her tiny thong.

“Ohhhh!!! Ohhhh God!!! Please! Don’t…don’t Susie…its, its not right…” Amanda sighed as she gyrated her hips against Susie’s hand.

“Your mouth says no but your body says yes. Let go Amanda…let gooooo.” Susie cooed as she kissed and nibbled Amanda’s ear lobes and neck, making the young, raven-haired teen nearly climb the walls. “Tell me about your dream honey, tell Susie everything.”

“You-you licked me…”

“Where?”

“Everywhere…my tits…my…my…”

“Where Amanda?” Susie said with a tone of authority.

“My PUSSY!!!!” Amanda shouted, beginning to sob uncontrollably now as she furiously bucked her hips against Susie’s hand, while at the same time turning around partially and kissing her room mate passionately.

“Are you going to cum for me Mandy?”

“Yes…God yes!” Amanda panted.

“Cum for me Amanda…cum for me right…NOW!”

“AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Amanda screamed as she climaxed, wave after perfect wave of orgasm crushed over her. Finally, she was spent, she breathed deep, slow, ragged breaths in her unconscious afterglow, as Susie caressed her sleeping head and kissed her lightly.

“Well, well, well. Look what we have here.” Cynthia Clark and the Dorm Mother, a stunningly beautiful red head, not looking a day over thirty said smiling as they stood looking down over the two young lovers.

“Good morning Headmistress, good morning Dorm Mother.” Susie said, panting slightly as Amanda moaned softly in her sleep.

“You two are getting along splendidly my little ones. When Amanda comes to Susie, its bath time for both, then show Amanda to her classes. After school, report to my offices Susie, you’ve been very good…I think you deserve a reward.” Cynthia smiled predatorily.

“Oh! Oh thank you Headmistress, I’m so happy, thank you, thank you thank you!” Susie gushed, looking at the older woman with adoring eyes.

“Your welcome darling, now rest with Amanda. Rest my little angels.” Cynthia cooed as she pushed her remote, and the same deep, thumping filled the room. Susie and Amanda both groaned as their eyes rolled back and they were soon dead to the world.

Amanda and Susie slept for what felt like weeks, but the wall clock in their room read only thirty minutes later when they awoke in each other’s arms on the large bed.

Susie smiled and stretched, kissing Amanda tenderly and caressing her firm ass.

Amanda stood quickly, her face red, frantically grabbing a skimpy uniform, something to cover as much as possible.

“Mmmmm. Mandy, that was solos good.” Susie cooed, smiling hungrily at her new roommate.”

“S-stay away. I-this…this isn’t…” Amanda muttered as she slumped against the wall and closed her eyes, sighing gently as the buzzing changed.

“This place is heaven Mandy…it’s a place to become a good girl. Solos good.” Susie said, smiling evilly as she stood and gently took Amanda’s clothes from her hands and kissing her deeply. “Bath time Mandy. Come on, its alright.” Susie whispered as she took Amanda’s hand in hers.

Amanda tried to weakly pull away for a tiny moment, then shrugged her shoulders in defeat. ‘I need a bath, and I’m so tired…I can play their game for now.’ Amanda rationalized to herself as she allowed Susie to lead her into the empty bathroom. Amanda sobbed the entire time, despite several feverish make-out sessions and Amanda’s attempt to throw Susie down and eat her pussy out.

“No, no honey…not yet. Good girls wait for their treats.” Susie smiled, rinsing Amanda and herself off. “Do you understand Mandy?”

“Yessssss.”

“Good.” Susie smiled and kissed Amanda, leading her back to their room where they dressed and grabbed breakfast in the dining hall, which was packed full of girls, they had been “frozen” for the time it took Amanda and Susie to fuck, shower and dress, Cynthia wanted her newest girl to meet the rest of her mindless, adolescent fuck-dolls.

Amanda giggled uncontrollably while getting her food, Susie led her to a table with two spaces.

“Girls, this is my newest, bentest roomie, Amanda!” Susie gushed.

“OMG, you are sooooo pretty!” One girl a beautiful brunette said as the other girls, all exquisitely gorgeous and bubbly to a fault agreed, babbling to Amanda like teeny-bopper bimbos.

“Thanks, you guys are so pretty too!” Amanda giggled loudly, the table giggled, the dining hall giggled.

“So, what like…um school stuff do we do?” Amanda asked Gretchen, a voluptuous blonde sitting next to her.

“Oh my God! Like it is totally awesome! We have all these great classes, we are taught everything, how to cook, and clean and wear sexy clothes and jewelry and make-up and stay in shape and like totally ride a cock and eat pussy!”

“Um…is that…is that normal school stuff?” Amanda asked, frowning. The girls at the table instantly fell silent.

“Only for the bentest of good girls Mandy! That’s why you’ll love it too!” Paula, a tall, fit black girl said giggling.

“Oh yeah!” Amanda giggled.

“But those are advanced classes you guys!” Susie said seriously. “Mandy needs to go to basic classes first.”

“Awe.” Amanda pouted, then began to sob. “I’m not a good girl!” She said, beginning to cry loudly, as her newest, bentest friends huddled around her, hugging her, kissing her cheek, and neck…and lips.

“No, no honey, you are a totally good girl, but good girls need to learn the basics. Don’t worry, they are totally fun too…I…just can’t remember them much!” Gretchen giggled stupidly.

Amanda giggled too, so did the table, so did the dining hall.

“I think this new one will be a very profitable acquisition,” Thomason said as Cynthia Clark sat on his large, throbbing cock, rocking back and forth slowly, sobbing out another orgasm. Thomason watched sweet Amanda in the dining hall.

“Yessssss Master.” Cynthia panted.

“Tell me pet, how is she coming along?” Thomason grinned as he thrust his cock into his voluptuous MILF, causing her to moan and thrash uncontrollably.

“So good master…Ooohhhhh! She’s already at Stage Two.” Cynthia mewed

“That’s wonderful pet.” Thomason pumped harder, pushing Cynthia forward over her desk, as she moaned as he jackhammered his thick tool into her sopping pussy from behind. “I’m going to cum soon slut, as you take it, your will is completely mine.” Thomason sneered.

“Yes Master….completely yours my Master…I love you!” Cynthia shouted.

Thomason grabbed the slutty MILF’s creamy thighs and shoved his cock deep inside her, shooting a large load of cum deep into her pussy.

“OOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!” Cynthia screamed, experiencing a powerful orgasm as she slumped down. As Thomason slid his still-hard cock from his pants he scooped her up and laid her on a couch in her office.

“You’re a good girl Cynthia.” Thomason said, kissing her deeply, dressing and leaving.

“Okay Mandy, here is your basics class, just do what Miss P says okay?” Susie said as she, Amanda and her new friends from breakfast walked to their classes, the smaller basics classroom was next to the large and sophisticated looking advanced building.

“But…I want to go with you guys.” Amanda frowned and pouted.

“Its okay Amanda, we’ll be here when you are like done.” Gretchen said, kissing Amanda lightly, which Susie followed up with one of her own. “Just be a good girl Amanda, and everything will be great!”

“Okay.” Amanda said softly, smiling a little. As she turned and entered the classroom.

Inside there were about twenty other girls, all quite pretty, a couple the same knockouts as the advanced girls, but the others, Amanda-included were at various stages of getting there. The classroom looked normal, the desks had earphone plugs, the chairs had very high backs, enough so that a girl could completely lean back comfortably, and the area around the teacher’s desk was a Plexiglas barrier on all sides, up to the ceiling. The door was opened, but it looked like once closed it was pressurized.

“Okay girls, lets get started.” An exquisitely beautiful redhead, who Amanda recognized as her dorm mother walked in, wearing a tight black jacket and matching skirt, five inches above the knee with stockings and black, five inch pumps. Her hair was arranged in a sexy bun, many of the girls sighed and squirmed a little in their seats. “You must be Amanda.”

“Yes dorm mother.” Amanda stared, almost longingly, the buzzing was intense, and Amanda’s eyes roved over the teacher’s firm, voluptuous body.

“You can all me Miss P.” She smiled, turning to the class so everyone could get a look at her perfectly-shaped bubble butt. Miss P had at least D-cups, perfect tan skin and long legs to boot.

“You’re sooooo pretty Miss P.” Amanda whispered. The other girls giggled, but not to mock her, they nodded.

“Thank you Amanda. That’s very sweet of you. You are pretty too, all of you are my little ones.” Miss P grinned sinisterly. “Now then, we are going to continue our discussion on why it is good to be a good girl, a-“ Miss P’s eyes locked onto an Asian girl, probably 16 or 17, furiously rubbing her crotch through her tiny cotton thong. “Vanessa! What are you doing in my class!?” Miss P growled.

The girl snapped to attention, her rubbing slowed, but didn’t stop. “I’m sorry Miss P…Its…its just…Amanda said you were pretty and I think so too and I just don’t want to leave your class next month and-“

“Enough. Good girls control their dirty urges don’t they Vanessa!?”

“Yesssss.” Vanessa hissed.

“I’m waiting for you to stop rubbing your twat Vanessa!”

“I-I can’t.”

Miss P smiled as she observed at least six other girls beginning to rub and finger themselves in response to their peer’s frenzied assault on her own bald cunt. “Vanessa, if you can’t stop rubbing that little pussy of yours, at least be a good girl and rub it in front of the class. Get up here.” Miss P said.

“Yes ma’am.” Vanessa panted as she staggered up to the front of the room.

“Give me your dirty, wet little thong.” Miss P barked.

Vanessa trembled in fear and lust as she slid the soaked, tiny garment off her long, smooth legs.

Miss P held them against her nose and mouth and inhaled deeply. “Mmmmmmm. That smells like a good girl’s pussy. But you’re misbehaving. Finger fuck yourself until you cum Vanessa!” Miss P said sharply as she stood next to the hapless teen as Vanessa urgently rubbed her clit and slid first two, then three, then four fingers into her pussy, fucking herself with abandon.

“Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!” Vanessa screamed as she shuddered with a powerful orgasm. She fell to her knees and shivered with powerful multiple orgasms in the afterglow.

Miss P stroked the young girl’s beautiful black, straight hair and smiled as she observed the entire class in various stages of masturbation, including Amanda who was on orgasm number two as she moaned loudly, cumming powerfully and slumping back.

“Vanessa, you were a bad girl.” Miss P cooed, helping the girl, now sobbing up. “Bad girls get spankings don’t they?”

“Yes ma’am.” Vanessa meekly said.

“Assume the position dirty slut!”

Vanessa ran quickly to the front of Miss P’s desk where she bent over it at the waist, her tiny skirt exposing her exquisite, small but firm bubble butt.

Miss P grinned and picked up a small wooden paddle. “Ten swats girls! On the tenth one, you will all cum, is that clear!?” She said as she caressed the lovely Asian girl’s creamy ass.

“Yes ma’am.” The class panted in unison.

“Recite the Nine Rules for Good Girls Vanessa. One:!” Miss P slapped the paddle against the young girl’s perfectly-shaped ass.

“Ah! Good Girls Serve!”

“Two!” Miss P shouted, grinning somewhat sadistically as she brought the paddle down in unison with her orders.

“Good Girls Obey!” Vanessa shouted in pain and pleasure.

“Three!”

“Good Girls Live to Pleasure!”

“Four!”

“Good Girls Long for Cock!”

“Five!”

“Good Girls Crave Pussy!”

“Six!”

“Good Girls Wait for their Treats!”

“Seven!” Miss P Snarled licking her lips involuntarily as she looked at the wriggling teen with increasingly unbridled lust.

“Good Girls Never Complain!”

“Eight!”

“Good Girls’ Pleasure rests on Obedience!”

“Niiiiiiine!”

“G-Good Girls Obey…Always Obey!” Vanessa moaned, awaiting the longed-for release she craved.

“Ten!” Miss P screamed, bringing the paddle down on her ass hard.

“NNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHHAAAAAA!!!!!” Vanessa and the entire class screamed in blinding pleasure as all the girls erupted in a series of crushing orgasms.

Vanessa fell to the floor, Miss P guiding her beautiful, unconscious form to the ground so the girl wouldn’t hurt herself.

Ms. P turned her attention to her shuddering, sexually spent class and smiled. “So girls, are there any questions?”

“No ma’am.” The girls said in unison, dreamily and panting.

“So, now we’re going to continue. A nice refreshment first. Is anyone thirsty for a nice cold glass of slurry?” She grinned knowingly.

“Yes! Yes Miss P!” One girl, obviously close to becoming an advanced girl yelled feverishly.

Miss P laughed evilly. “Okay, sit still like good girls and I’ll be back.” She retreated through an interior door, it sounded heavy and only opened after she entered a code on a keypad. She returned a short while later carrying two large trays, each with ten huge plastic cups. Miss P tenderly dispensed the cups to her sweet, young, over-sexed little charges.

Amanda looked at her cup curiously, observing the other girls frantically chug theirs down, licking and scooping the residue out of the cup when finished.

“Drink up Amanda. It will help turn you into the girl you need to be for advanced studies.” Miss P smiled patronizingly.

“Yes ma’am.” Amanda said softly and took a sip. The taste was amazing, like chocolate and the freshest fruit combined, sweet but not overly so and tingly, it was like a slush but so much better. As it made its way into her stomach it began its fiendish and addictive work, it began to make Amanda’s body more like the bimbo she was doomed to be. It would take a couple of months, but three slurries a day, every day would get her there, she was a beauty to begin with, so the journey to insanely hot fuck bunny wouldn’t be a long one. Amanda sighed and closed her eyes as she licked and scooped out every last possible drop, slumping back into her chair, the orgasms, the onslaught of sex and the slurry and the buzzing and…all of it, it was too much, Amanda’s little body and mind were sapped, she was putty in Thomason Academy’s evil hands..

“Now my little ones, seeing as how you are all sooooo relaxed and well-behaved, we’re going to watch a nice little film. Remember to put your headphones on and just watch the screen.

“Here Amanda, I’ll help you, when a girl watches her first film or two she can be unruly, we don’t want you misbehaving do we?” Miss P said, putting a pair of headphones on Amanda’s head and restraining her wrists and ankles; Amanda offered no resistance, only staring quixotically at her hot teacher.

“No Miss P…I want to be good.” Amanda said matter-of-factly, frowning a bit, as if she were sure of her new role, the voice screaming that something was wrong, growing ever more faint.

“That’s wonderful darling. Soon you’ll be perfect.” Miss P said smiling, caressing Amanda’s face. “Enjoy your movie.”

Miss P entered the Plexiglas cubicle around her desk and punched keys into a keyboard in her desk, the door to her cubicle closed, it was airtight. A screen dropped down in front of the class and began flickering spatial images and colors in a seemingly random pattern, swirls and spirals and spheres and cubes and others, the girls were instantly mesmerized.

Miss P smiled and pushed a series of other keys, causing a thin spray of pink, sickly-sweet gas to fill the classroom.

Amanda looked at the gas encircling her feet, it tingled, she smiled dumbly.

The other girls in the room sat comfortably, listening and staring, unrestrained and uncaring about anything except obedience, pleasure and sexual release. The gas began to fill the room more and more, some girls were beginning to moan and sway unconsciously as the gas, rich with powerful hallucinogens and opiates began to compound the subliminal messages the film bombarded their weak, obedient little minds with.

When the gas reached Amanda’s adorable nose she involuntarily fought it, she thrashed in her bonds and struggled; but it was a losing battle, Amanda Donnelson was well on her way to becoming a completely mind-fucked, teenie bopper sex slave.

Miss P watched and stroked her pussy frantically as Amanda struggled against the inevitable. For Miss P, it wasn’t the obedient sex kittens she had purring around her at her beck and call that did it, more than anything, it was the breaking of free-will into slave which gave her her erotic satisfaction. That was why she stayed in the basics section.

“OOOHHHH!!!!” Miss P shuddered with a powerful orgasm as she watched Amanda’s thrashing subside, a big grin grace her face, as the gas and the nefarious drugs contained therein, saturated her little brain fully.

Amanda calmed down as she smiled and watched the movie, which continued for several hours. It compounded what the buzzing and drugged food and drink did outside the classroom, convince the girls that being good was all that brought pleasure, and that only total obedience made one good. There was safety, calm, comfort and happiness in being good…it was a thick, warm blanket. There was nothing but love at Thomason Academy, the only way to experience that love though, the love these girls had never known, was to be good.

“AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” The classroom screamed in mind-blowing orgasm as the movie finished, the fans in the room kicked on and the gas began to be sucked out. All the girls slumped in their chairs, grinning, mumbling, caressing their bodies through their skimpy uniforms, otherwise dead to the world.

Miss P slumped too, recovering from her third or fourth orgasm, with so many multiples, it was hard to keep track. She smiled at her beautiful, sexy charges. Miss P opened the door with a sound of a pressure seal opening. She gently untied Amanda, she was sound asleep. Miss P caressed her sleeping face. There wasn’t much resistance in her, and not much to augment, just make the tits and ass more voluptuous, but she was already beautiful; ‘so many of these little bitches need weeks of treatment to look like a decent fuck-doll.’ Miss P said to herself. Amanda would be very fun to play with, pity she wouldn’t be in Basics for more than a month, but until she was sold and packaged off, she would be in 3B, right next to Miss P’s suite as dorm mother…that made her smile.

“Wake up my little ones.” Miss P cooed as she changed the buzzing in the room to a more powerful tone, it would increase the girls’ metabolism, make them more energetic, more hyper and, as a side-effect, more horny.

The girls stirred in their large chairs, some stretched, others grinned with their glassy eyes half-opened.

“Alright my darlings. Did everyone like their movie?”

“Yessssss Misssssss P.” The girls moaned.

“Gooooooood.” Miss P cooed. “And what did everyone learn?”

“To be good girls!” The girls said loudly, smiling ear to ear.

“That’s right my babies. That’s right. Class time is over, go get cleaned up, it’ll be bathtime and sleepytime before you know it. Goodbye my little ones.” Miss P said smiling sinisterly.

“Goodbye Miss P.” All the girls said in unison.

Amanda rose, smiling wide, she couldn’t wait to tell Susie and Gretchen and Paula about her first day of school. As wonderful as the basics class was, she couldn’t help but imagine how wonderful the advanced class was!

“God! I can’t wait until tomorrow at Thomason Academy!” Amanda said loudly, the other girls giggled and clapped…the new girl was coming along splendidly.