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 Home For Girls
   Bruce the Las Vegas Lipsmacker (M/f, cor, oral, nc)
   The Perras home for delinquent girls, was established in 1946 as an
answer to the growing problem of trouble young girls without fathers.  The
war had tore the Country up in more ways than just taking young men away.
The B A Perras home for girls was built on the Nevada-California boarder.
It sat alone, isolated from everyone and everything.  The Director of the
home, since it's inception, was a leader in child psychology.  He had run
the school successfully for twenty four years.  Many things had changed
over the years but, not Mr Mann's approach or his belief in how these young
girls should be taught.
   Sixty four year old Ron J Mann believed he had to be hard on these young
delinquents.  Many of his girls would go on to a State College, with his
recommendation, which they needed.  Girls from all over the west coast came
to his school.  The home was set up to handle six hundred female students,
from ages 13 to 17.  Once a girl reached the age of 18 she had to be let
go. Mr Mann's job was to make sure that the young lady was ready to face
the World.
   September 1970:
   "Mr Mann, the new girl is here.  Her name is Pamela Lane.  Are you ready
to see her, sir?" his loyal secretary asked.
   "Send her in." the director said, as he leaned over to pat his sitting
Doberman Pincher on the head.  He usually kept his dog in the kennel but
always had it with him when he welcomed a new student to his school.  The
dog had been very well trained.
   Mr Mann liked this part of his job very much.  His first look at the new
girl.  He hoped she would be delicious.  Fifteen year old Pamela Lane,
walked into the office of the man who would be in charge of her well-being
for the next three years.  She closed the door immediately, like she had
been instructed to do by his secretary.  Mr Mann stood up but did not move
from behind his desk.  She noticed the big window behind him had bars, just
like the rest.  Duke, his dog raised his ears then his head.  The dog
walked right over to the teen, like if it was entitled.  Pamela noticed the
dog coming at her and got scared but only for a moment.  She liked dogs and
this dog was not barking or growling.  She smiled at Duke.
   The dog started to pant as it got close to the teen.  It didn't stop
until it put it's nose right on her crotch.  She jumped a little.  "Don't
move." Mr Mann ordered.  "I think he likes you." She did not want to get
bit, she placed both of her hands on the top of Duke's head and tried to
push it away.  But, the dog was determined to keep it's nose in her pussy.
She had never felt embarrassed, scared and turned on at the same time.  She
felt a tingle and saw goose bumps forming on her arms.  "Duke!" Mr Mann
called out, the dog walked back to his side.  The director put out his
right hand to offer the girl a seat.  He could tell by the look on her face
that she was disgusted by him and by what had just happened.
   "What an ugly old man.  He is taller than my dad.  His hair is all white
and very thin up on top.  He looks like he had bad acne as a young man. 
Yuck!  I hate yellow teeth." she thought to herself as she took a seat on a
small sofa that leaned against the wall.  The ugly old slim man, in the
dark suit, sat back down.  His desk looked to be about 15 feet away and
that was just fine by her.  He smiled as he looked at her like if she was a
plate of food and he hadn't eaten in a long time.  She knew the look, she
knew she was an attractive young lady.  When old men stared at her like
that, she would turn her head.  This time was no different, she looked
away.
   "Wow, very nice.  This teen has big tits.  They look like they might be
C cups.  I like big tits on a slim teen.  Short brown hair, pretty face and
nice white teeth.  She looks to be about 5'2 and 95 pounds.  I love her
tight jeans too.  I wonder if she has been fucked yet?" he thought to
himself.
   "I want to go home.  I don't want to be here." she said as she wiggled
in her seat in front of the old ugly director.  Mr.  Mann could see she was
very unhappy.  He had seen that same look at least a thousand times.
   "This is your new home Pamela.  You went before a Judge, he sent you
here.  You are under my care now.  I will decide what is best for you." he
said, then smiled.  She stared at his old ugly face.  He paused before he
let his fake smile fade.  "No one wants you.  No one cares about you.  You
are nothing." he said with no feelings.  "If I got up right now and punched
you in the face, no one would care.  You are going to learn discipline
here."
   She turned her head away and looked at the wall, again.  "Look at me
when I talk!  You are going to learn to respect authority and I am going to
make sure you learn the right way.  Stand up!" he said with his head up and
his eyes fixed on her feet.
   She didn't like the way he talked to her.  He wasn't a judge.  He was
more like a principal of a high school.  But, stand up she did.  "Turn
around Pamela." That did not make sense to her.  But, turn around she did.
His eyes swept over her whole body.  He turned his head sideways to get a
better vertical look.  "Take off your blouse and pants." he ordered her
like if he was a doctor and she was a patient.
   That shocked her!  "My blouse and pants?  No, I will not!" she said, her
heart beating fast.  "Your a man, I'm a girl.  I don't have to do that."
she said, like if she had rights.
   He sat behind his desk, still not moving.  After a moment of thought, he
picked up his phone.  "Mrs Hardcare, get in here please." he said, then put
the phone down.  Within seconds the door opened.  Seventy year old Mrs
Hardcare walked in like if she was already annoyed with Pamela.
   "Yes sir, Mr Mann." the old lady said, as she stood to Pamela's side. 
She was taller than the teen by a few inches.
   "The new student is refusing to follow orders.  I instructed her to take
off her pants and blouse.  She told me, no." he informed his loyal
secretary.
   "Failure to follow instructions at the Perras School for Girls is
punishable by a severe paddle spanking on your bare bottom.  Administered
by Mr Mann." the old lady said to Pamela.  "Take off your pants and
blouse!" Mrs Hardcare said loudly, raising her hand in the air like a
person sticking their hand out of a moving car.  "It is for security
reasons, every girl that goes to this school has done it.  You are being
silly.  Mr Mann has seen all the girls naked.  He is a Doctor of
Psychology."
   Pamela didn't know why but, the old lady made sense.  Or, maybe she just
needed it to make sense.  "Well, if all the girls have done this then,
maybe I should too." she thought to herself.  She put her head down and
unbuttoned her pants.  As soon as the old lady saw the young teen start to
undress, she left.  Now, Pamela was alone with the Director again but, this
time she was undressing.  "He is an old man, he can't hurt me.  He won't
hurt me." she continued thinking to herself as she unzipped and then pulled
down her pants.
   She pushed her right tennis shoe off with the ball of her left foot. 
Then took off the other shoe the same way.  She took her pants all the way
off and placed them on the sofa.  Mr Mann looked her up and down.  These
beautiful teens kept him young.  His dick got very hard in his pants.  She
looked so cute in her socks and panties.  She took off her blouse and stood
by the small sofa.  She looked at the old man and shook.  Duke looked just
as hungry as Mr Mann.
   "Take your bra off." the director said with no expression.
   She made a face like if she was a little girl who was going to take
medicine.  She looked very unhappy.  "Please sir?" she begged.
   There was no mercy in Mr Mann.  "Hurry up." he said.  When Duke heard
his boss say those words he growled.  The animal looked menacing and evil.
   "Grrrrrrooolll!!!" Duke showed all of his teeth but, never went near
her.
   She unhooked her bra.  Duke's ears flopped down just as fast as they had
gone up.  He laid his jaw on his paws and continued to look at the girl
undress.  She slowly took her bra off and placed it on her pants.  She knew
the old lady outside this man's office would not come to her aid.  The
realization hit her hard.  "This school was really like being in jail." She
thought to herself.  "Mmmuhh!" she tried to hold it in.  "Mmmuhh." but
couldn't.  "Aaaaah.  Waaaaa."
   "Nice tits.  Very nice.  Take off your panties.  I need to make sure you
are not sneaking in weapons." he said in a serious manner.
   Still crying but not resisting.  Trembling, she took off her panties. 
She held them over her pubic hair with her right hand and tired to cover
her boobs with her left.
   "Take your socks off then, throw them into that can.  Pick up your
pants, blouse, bra, shoes and fucking panties and throw them into that can
too.  Those are your old clothes.  Your new clothes, I'll give you in a few
minutes.  We don't wear shoes, pants, bras or blouses here.  You'll see. 
The uniform is sandals, pink panties, a checkered skirt and a small short
buttoned blouse that you'll tie under your tits.  That will serve as your
blouse and bra." he said to the shaking teen.  Then stood up.
   He walked around his desk and leaned his old ass against the front.  He
crossed his arms over his chest.  He looked at the naked teen.  "Come
here." She took a few steps forward, still trying to cover herself, until
she was standing about 3 or 4 feet away.  "Put your hands at your sides."
She slowly uncovered herself.  "You need to shave your pussy.  We don't
allow hair on pussies here.  We don't want you dirty girls trying to
conceal a weapon or carrying lice.  Make sure you shave it today." he
ordered.  "The next time you are in my office, I want to be looking at a
clean shaved camel toe."
   "You are a very mean and rude man." she wanted to say but, instead just
nodded her head.  Tears flowed down her pretty face.  She felt helpless,
standing there nude in front of a man.  Her tits were big, her nipples
stuck straight out.  Mr Mann wanted to lean forward and suck on those
fifteen year old big firm tits.  He leaned forward alright but, it was to
put his hand between her legs.  "Yaaaaah!" She jumped and yelled at the
same time.  She had never had a man's hand in that private place.  But, she
did not move.
   "Have you been fucked yet?" the director asked, with his hand rubbing
against her snatch.
   "I've never done anything.  I'm a virgin." she said softly, feeling
ashamed.
   "Unbutton my pants and unzip my fly." he said, with a quiet voice moving
his hands to his waist.
   "What?" she couldn't believe what he said.  Maybe she misheard him.
   "Unbutton my pants and unzip my fly, whore." he repeated.
   Now she was shaking very bad, like if she was standing in the snow. 
"Why?" she asked.
   "Because I told you to.  Now, get on your knees and unbutton my pants."
   "I've never done anything like this before." she said, as she slowly
dropped to her knees.  Her head was spinning.
   "Well, it's about time you learned, girl."
   She unbuttoned and unzipped the director's pants.  He wasn't wearing any
underwear.  She could see where his cock was attached to his body but could
not see his penis head.  His pubic hair was completely white.  "This man is
very old." she thought to herself.  He stood straight up and his pants fell
to the ground.  She saw everything.  Her eyes opened wide.  Her jaw
dropped. "It's so big." she told herself.
   "Put your hand on my cock, whore." he said.  She reached up and gently
grabbed it.  He noticed that her young eyes were fixed on his cock.  Her
mouth was open but not to suck it.  She had no idea penises were this big.
"Isn't it a beauty?" he laughed.
   "Move your hand over it, back and forth.  Touch my balls with your
finger tips." he instructed.  She didn't like what he was making her do but
she moved her hand on his meat to please him.  She didn't know balls were
sensitive.  "Gentle, on my balls.  Gently poke at them with your finger
tips, fuckin' whore.  You are hurting me.  You stupid bitches have to be
taught everything." He leaned back on his desk so his dick was at full
length.  It grew hard, a big thick vain ran along the top of it.
   He admired the size of his cock.  It looked good in the teenager's
hands. He had his old 64 year old cock in so many teenage hands.  He knew
these young whores helped to keep him young.  "Put it in your mouth,
whore."
   "I'm a good girl, sir." she said, letting out a small noise from her
mouth.  "nnnnnhh."
   "Go ahead and be a good girl, and put it in your mouth."
   "I don't want to, sir." she looked up from her knees and shook her head
no.  She was scared but still held his cock with one hand and with the
other continued to gently poke his balls.
   "Duke!" he shouted.
   "Grrooooollll!!" The animal showed all his teeth.  Hair stood up on the
back of his neck.
   She looked at the dog.  "Aaaaaaaah!" she cried out.  She turned back to
the old cock in her hands, tilted her head back, stuck her tongue out and
put the old fat white head in her mouth.  She didn't know what to do so she
just held the cock head in her mouth, while she stroked his hard meat.  Her
other hand gently poked his nuts.  After a minute she took her mouth off
his cock and said.  "Like that, sir?"
   The old man was feeling wonderful.  A pretty teenager was not capable of
a bad blow job.  A young pretty girl with a clean mouth always felt good.
He loved them all.  But, it could be better.  "Here, look, put your hands
down." He grabbed the back of her hair and put it in a pony tail.  He had a
good grip on her head.  He tilted her head back and spit on her beautiful
face, it mixed in with her tears.  "Open your fuckin' mouth and put half my
cock in.  Move your fuckin' head back and forth.  And suck it, cunt!"
   She had his cock trapped in her mouth.  She sucked.  He moved her head
back and forth.  His eyes drooped.  "There you go, so you are a good girl.
Good girls always do what they are told to do." He kept his hand on her
hair for another minute then let her go.  She continued to move her head on
her own.  He placed his hands on his desk and stuck his hard dick out as
far as it would go.  She was a fast learner.  "Ahh, you are also a good
cock sucker."
   She was moving on his dick fast.  She seemed like if she was really
trying to please him.  He breathed in though his nose then exhaled out of
his mouth.  He looked at her bob her pretty 15 year old mouth on his old
meat.  It felt as good as it looked.  He noticed that every so often she
would glance up at him.  She was defeated.  She was broken.  He was going
to have fun with her and he would not need Duke to help him.
   "Do you know what sperm is?" he asked.  She nodded her head up and down
while she looked at his face but, did not take her mouth off of the
powerful man's cock.  "Do you want me to shoot sperm in your mouth?" She
got a worried look on her face and shook her head no.  "Then stop sucking
and stand up." She stopped sucking and immediately dragged her mouth off
his wet meat.  Strings of saliva followed her mouth.  She was relieved.
   She stood up next to Mr Mann and wiped her mouth with her little hand.
He still had his white shirt, tie and suit jacket on.  His shoes, socks and
pants were still on, although his pants were at his feet.  "I love your
tits, Pamela." He placed a hand on each tit and squeezed.  Her boobs were
made for a man with big hands.  He was 6 foot 2 and she was about 5 foot 2,
so he had to lean down to suck on her nipples.  "Damn, they taste good." He
smacked his mouth on her tits loud, like a child eating a hamburger,
without manners.
   He kept his mouth on her tits until they were very wet.  Then backed
away to admire his work.  She pouted.  He ignored her feelings.  He put his
left hand on her stomach and rubbed.  "Wow, you are so tight." He then
moved his hand to her slit, his big hand covered her whole mound.  He
leaned his right index finger against her butt hole.  She felt surrounded.
He moved in to kiss her on the lips.  She started to move back but stopped
herself.  She let him kiss her.  That was her first kiss from a man, ever.
   His big hand still covered her pussy mound but now his right hand
started to rub her ass hole.  "Give me tongue little girl." She stuck her
clean tongue into his mouth as their lips met.  He sucked on it.  "Mmmm,
she tastes great, like spearmint.  I could kiss her for hours."
   "Oh my goodness.  I think I am going to throw up.  He smells and taste
like stale coffee.  I'd rather suck his penis than have my tongue in his
disgusting mouth." She was shaking but this time it was not out of fear.
   He took his mouth off her tongue after what seemed to her like an hour.
He gathered her hair together in a pony tail with both hands.  Then held it
with his left hand, he shook her head a little.  "Come over here." He
walked her a few steps to the sofa.  He took a seat, with his pants still
around his ankles.  He turned her body around until her butt was facing
him. He rubbed her tight little ass, pussy mound, thighs and stomach from
the back.  "Damn, you are in great shape.  Do you work out?" She shook her
head no.
   "Back up and sit yourself down.  I'm going to fuck the shit out of your
pussy."
   "Yes sir." She put both of her hands to her face and cried.  "Waaaa
aaaa." She stuck her butt out.  "I don't know what to do." she said,
crying. "Aaaaah."
   "Lower your ass.  Use your hands to open your pussy.  And sit down."
   She did as she was told.  She placed her hands on the sides of her
closed slit and he did the rest.  He put his big hard cock head at her tiny
opening.  He rubbed his cock on her pink, never touched, rose.  "Is it
going to hurt?" she asked though tears.
   "Yes.  But, that's ok because, it's only going to hurt you."
   When she felt the head of his cock, at the opening of her body, she
started to lower herself.  She was aided by his big hands on her waist. 
The pain was immediate.  "Hic-up hic-up hic-up." Her stomach was trembling
uncontrollably.  Her chest heaved.  She had never felt pain like that
before.  He didn't stop pulling down on her, until he broke her hymen. 
From the moment he laid his eyes on her, he knew, he would be her first
man. He moved his hands to the top of her thighs, near her waist.  He
forced it all in.
   "Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!" she screamed, as the last of her innocence left her. 
She had her hands on his knees and could see the big hard meat had
disappeared into her small body.  He held her down on him as he enjoyed
both her crying and the feeling of her tight box.  He began moving in and
out of her.  She saw a little blood on his penis.  She turned slightly back
to look at the director, all she could see was his yellow grin.  She knew
the blood was from her.  She cried, as he moved in her slowly.  Her hole
had never been entered before so, every time he pulled out a little he had
to use power to push himself in again.
   "Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh." Mr Mann was feeling so good.  She was a
beautiful kid and he was in her.  "You are one of the hottest little girls
to ever come though that door and I fucked most of them.  Any girl who
catches my eye, I fuck." he said to her, as he moved her body up and down
on his cock a little faster.  His eyes were fixed on the way her body
gulped down his rod.  She kept on breathing like if she had the hic-ups.
   "Hic-up hic-up hic-up." she never stopped crying.
   He saw her body take in more and more of his meat and at a quicker pace.
Her ass cheeks smashed his pubic hair.  "Oh fuck!" He bounced her hard and
fast on his dick.  She was in a lot of pain.  He kept on pounding her small
body hard.  "I'm going to cum.  Get up whore.  I don't want to get you
pregnant." She was happy to hear that, and stood up right away.  He moved
all the way over till his right arm was on the shoulder of the sofa. 
"Kneel on the sofa whore." As soon as she had kneeled by his side, he
grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head down.  She was on her knees but
her face was on his cock.  "Suck it slut." He had her by the hair tight
with his right hand, while the middle finger of his left was touching her
ass hole.
   She put her hand on his hard pipe and pushed it away.  "Sir, I don't
want you to shoot sperm in my mouth."
   "I won't!  I promise!  Now suck!" he ordered.  All he cared about was
using this pretty whore to make him cum.
   She knew how to please him and suck on her own.  But, he held her by her
pony tail anyway.  She moved her mouth on his cock fast.  She was
disgusted. But, she sucked hard.  "Ahh, fuck yeah!" he said as her head
bobbed up and down.  He felt his load building.  His finger rubbed the
outside of her ass hole hard.  His lust made him crazy.  His right hand had
a good grip on her head.  "Fuck!" He shot cum in her mouth, she tried to
move away but he was too strong for her.  Another thick shot of white spunk
hit the back of her mouth.  His orgasm seemed not to end as she choked and
coughed out his goo.  His hips helped him to pump it out.
   Most of his white stuff came right out of her mouth as soon as it had
entered.  She did swallow some of it but, it was not by choice.  When he
was completely empty, he released her head.  He looked at her wet face and
white mouth.  He smiled satisfied, at a job well done.
   "You promised not to shoot sperm in my mouth?" she said sadly.
   "I'm sorry." the old man said, catching his breath and coming down from
his high.  "Get up and put on your new clothes.  You need to get the fuck
out of my office.  If you are not up, dressed and out in two minutes, I'll
have to paddle you.
   That's all she needed to hear.  She jumped up off the couch and ran to
her new clothes.  She slipped on her sandals, put on the tiny shirt and
tied the bottom to hold up her big tits.  She reached for the panties and
noticed they were the size a nine year old girl would wear.  "Sir, these
panties are too small." she said as she squeezed into them.
   He stood up holding his pants and still breathing hard.  He zipped and
buttoned them.  "That's the size we have.  Don't complain."
   She put on the skirt and saw that the top of the skirt was well under
her belly button.  It was so small that even without bending at all, the
front of her panties could be seen as well as the bottom of her butt.  She
wanted to say something but knew it would fall on deaf ears.
   He looked at the new teen student and smiled.  "You take care of me and
I'll take care of you.  Now, get the fuck out.  Mrs Hardcare will show you
the rest of the school." he said then took a seat back behind his desk.
   She walked out of the office slowly.  Her vagina hurt terribly.  As she
opened the door she saw Mrs Hardcare sitting at her desk and a little girl
sitting on the sofa.  The girl was dressed just like her.  She looked very
young.  "She is even smaller than me." Pamela said to herself.
   "Are you ready to meet the girls and be shown your room?" the old lady
asked her.  Pamela nodded yes.  "Vicky get your little butt in Mr Mann's
office.  He is ready for you now." Mrs Hardcare said, just before she
walked out of her office with the new student.
   "Yes ma'am." the 13 year old girl said sadly, she walked into the
director's office with her head down.  She closed the door immediately
behind her.  She only walked a few feet before Duke's nose was moving up
and down her little snatch.  She stood still with her head down.
   "Duke!  Knock it off.  You know her." Mr Mann shook his head as he
stared at his dog.  When Duke turned around to walk back to the side of his
master's desk, he was panting and showing his teeth.  "If I didn't know any
better I'd think he was laughing.  Fuckin' bastard." Mr Mann thought to
himself.
   Mr Mann's eyes followed the little girl as she walk into his private
restroom.  "Mmmm, I love that little tight piece of ass." he thought to
himself.  She grabbed two metal bowls and a soft wash cloth.  She filled
one of the bowls, with hot water.  Her job was to clean the director after
a new girl caught his eye.  She had caught his eye four months earlier when
she first got to the school.  She walked over to him and placed the bowls
at his feet as she got down on her knees.  She took his shoes off.  He
stood up.  She undid his pants, they dropped around his ankles.  She picked
his pants up off the ground and folded them.  Then, she dipped the soft
cloth into the water and wringed it out.  She began to wash and clean Mr
Mann.  She had done this many times in the last four months.
   He stood with his hands on his waist, looking down on her.  She glanced
up at him a few times with her sad doe eyes.  She was very gentle with the
old man who had hurt her, over and over, for the past several months. 
"How's your pussy doing?"
   "It's doing better, sir." she said, looking up at his face.
   When she finished cleaning his cock and balls, she leaned in to kiss the
head of it.  It was mandatory to show respect to the Director.  Then, she
got up off the floor and opened up a drawer where he kept his underwear. 
She put a clean pair on the old man and a fresh pair of pants that she got
from his closet.  She zipped him up and tucked in his shirt.  He loved
copping a feel off this young pretty girl.  His hands were all over her as
she dressed him.  He reached for her tight ass and squeezed.  He sat back
down behind his desk.  She stood near him.  She was not offended by
anything he did.  He rubbed her pussy over her pretty pink panties.  He
pulled the top of her panties out, to look at her bald slit.  "I'll be
eating that later for lunch." he said, looking her in the eye.
   "Yes sir." the thirteen year old answered.
   "Collect the new student's old clothes and throw them outside in the
garbage bin.  And take Duke back to the kennel." he ordered.
   "Yes sir, Mr Mann sir." the weak little voice said.  She put all of
Pamela's clothes into a paper bag then she reached up to the top of a file
cabinet to get Duke's leash.  Mr Mann stole another look at her tight ass
and rubbed his hand over his crotch.  She fastened the leash to Duke's
collar.  "Come on Duke." she said sweetly.  Little Vicky walked out of Mr
Mann's office with the bag in one hand and Duke's leash in the other.  The
old pervert looked at her walk away, he could see the bottom of her pink
panties.  He grinned.
   Don't miss the next episode when............Pamela becomes popular.
  
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