Abby?s Makeover ch-7
	I was really pooped so I was sleeping soundly when Teddy shook my shoulder.
       	?Come on, Abby. You wouldn?t want to be late for your first appointment. I?ve got breakfast started so, is there anything else you want??
I stretched and looked up at him.
?There is one thing that I shall need in order to actually get my morning started. Come here!?
       When he was standing alongside the bed, I reached out and took hold of his cock. There was no need for any further conversation. I pulled him into the bed with me and in seconds, his cock was deeply embedded in my cunt. I can?t begin to describe just how wonderful that felt. He began his pumping and all too soon, my first orgasm ripped through me. All told, we had two more before Teddy insisted that he had to stop. Teddy was quite a cook and breakfast was delicious.
       After breakfast, I slipped on a pair of slacks and borrowed a shirt from Teddy. I was not about to wear one of those pint-sized kilts to my first visit with the school?s matron. While I was dressing ? if you can call it that ? Teddy was looking up the location of the Academy. As it turned out, the Academy was located quite a distance from the city?s boundaries so it took us some time to reach it.
       As we approached the gate of the Academy, I was quite surprised at the size of the place. It was of the old Spanish design with a rather high wall that completely surrounded it. I could just make out the tops of several buildings as we approached the gate. Another surprise awaited us there for we were greeted by an armed police guard. I identified myself and, in short order, we were allowed to enter the compound. The guard had given Teddy directions to the administrative offices so, once we found a parking spot, my visit to the Stuart Liberal Arts Academy began.
       Teddy decided that it would be best if he stayed in the car so I entered the Admin building. I stopped abruptly as soon as I entered for I was facing a tall, slender female of approximately thirty years of age. And she was wearing one of those unbelievably short kilts!
       As she came around the desk to welcome me, she was valiantly trying to get that kilt a little further down over her hips so that she wasn?t quite so exposed and embarrassed. Her hand started to reach out to me and then, just as quickly, she pulled it back to her side. She was waiting for me t make the first move. I handed her my Organization identity card and she gave a sharp intake of breath when she looked at it.
       ?Good morning, Professor Townsend. I am Helen and we have been expecting you for some time.?
       That statement made me wonder just how long the Organization had been planning this move of mine.
       ?Good morning. I am glad to be here. I think Ms. Lewis must be waiting for me??
       ?Yes, she is and I will take you to her office at once. Please, just follow me.? 
       Following this female was a decidedly erotic experience for her entire ass was exposed to me as we climbed the stairs. I was getting excited from just watching the play of her buttocks as she walked ahead of me. We passed several groups of really young girls and each and every one of them was wearing one of those abbreviated kilts. I noticed that the kilts worn by the girls were of a different pattern than then one worn by Helen. I took it to mean that this exemplified a subtle difference between staff and students. Helen led me to the third floor and to a rather large door. She knocked and when her knock was answered, she opened the door an ushered me inside.   
       A woman about my height rose from behind the table that served as her desk and extended her hand to me in a greeting. My escort had pointedly placed my identity card face up on the top of the table. I noticed that the matron glanced at it and then she picked it up and looked at it even more closely. There was something about that blasted card that I had yet to learn. I couldn?t help myself. I stared at her in a very rude fashion. She was about fifty. With close cropped hair that was definitely showing grey and, for all of her body that was hidden from my gaze, she might just as well been nude!
       The blouse she was wearing was so thin and sheer that I could make out every detail of her tits. They were on the smallish side with rosy areolas and very small nipples and they had already begun the drooping associated with advancing age. She, too, was wearing a kilt, but, unlike Helen, she made no attempt to increase its cover of her nakedness. At one time, she must have been a red head for her pubic hair showed a tinge of red.
       As we exchanged greetings, I couldn?t help but notice that her office had a peculiar form to it. The table she used as a desk was actually sitting upon a raised portion of the floor so that, as we shook hands, I was looking up at her. Then, when I sat in the chair she had indicated, I realized that the elevated table ? without any knee protection- gave her visitors an unhindered view of her widely spread legs! It was next to difficult to stare up at her for I was entranced by looking directly into her cunt! I forced myself to break my gaze and shifted my eyes up to meet hers. She was obviously enjoying my discomfort for her smile had a vindictive aspect to it.
       ?Welcome to the Stuart Academy. Before we make any attempt at going further, I must tell you that this institution is different from any you have ever seen before and, unless you accept our uniqueness, your stay here will be most uncomfortable.?
       I could not think of anything to say to this rather bald statement so I kept silent.
       ?We currently have one hundred and thirty-five girls in residence and they range in age from ten to seventeen. There are twenty-five boys in residence and they, too, range in age from ten to seventeen. You will be assigned to the boys.?
       I noticed that she hadn?t mentioned any teaching chores only an, ?assignment?.
       ?All of the students currently in residence are either abandoned children, runaways or street walkers. Most of them have been introduced to drugs of one kind or another and just a small percentage of them have had any schooling above the sixth grade!?
       At this point, I could no longer restrain my curiosity.
       ?Then, why do you need a college professor on your staff??
       ?Abby ? may I call you, ?Abby??? I nodded. ?I am Carol to all of the staff. I don?t mean to degrade you in any manner, but I didn?t ask for a college professor. I asked for a woman who could handle not just the twenty-four boys who are here today, but the twenty-fifth boy who is due back in a few days. Look Abby, this is not an educational facility as you might have thought. Most of our students are here because the courts or other authorities have decided that time spent here is better than juvenile prison! In one way, this should help you to understand our rather weird uniforms.
       We discovered years ago that the only way to keep these children interested and occupied is to give them huge doses of sex. So you will witness active sexual encounters in many places about the campus. Our residents stay with us until they reach the age of eighteen or until they become ungovernable. At which time, they are once more released into the general population.
       Now, as to why you were selected for this position, I can only guess. Something in your background must have suggested to the authorities of the Organization that you could be expected to effectively function in an environment such as this. You may rest easy. I am not asking for a description of your past life ? only to let you know what you may expect. If you feel that you cannot satisfy our requirements then you should contact the organization and tell them of your objections.
       Now, as for the real reason for asking for a faculty replacement, it is the person of the twenty-fifth boy. His name is Theophilus ? commonly called, ?Theo?- Rosario. He is, at present somewhere in South America with his father. Their family enjoys a certain degree of diplomatic immunity so Theo is permitted from time-to-time travel with his father. Theo, to put it bluntly, is a sadistic bastard! He attempted to slash your predecessor, but, fortunately, she was fast enough to get out of his reach. 
       Theo thinks he is God?s gift to women. I understand that he takes after his father. Theo raped a girl and was very nearly charged with the felony.? 
       ?Why wasn?t he charged??
       ?Because he was only twelve at the time and the girl was fifteen! To be honest, Theo has had sexual relations with virtually every female in this institution ? and that includes yours truly! And he will attempt to get inside your pants as soon as he sees you!
       Now, as for your duties, I want you to maintain some degree of control over Theo. If you can do that, the other boys will present no problems, but Theo is the ringleader and agitator. I must add that ? short of smashing his head ? any other approach to this problem will be tolerated. Do you have any questions??
       I was so discombobulated by this bizarre description of this place and the people who populated it that I didn?t have anything to say. So, I just shook my head.
       ?In that case, we have reached your point-of-no-return. If you are thinking of leaving, now is the time to make your intentions clear. I took the chance that you would decide to remain with us and I had your driver bring along a kilt and shirt. If you decide to stay, I suggest that you slip out of those things and get dressed in the school uniform. Then, as we make our tour of the place, you won?t feel quite so much out of step with the rest of us.?
       She reached down to the floor, retrieved a paper bag and handed it to me. As she had said, my kilt and see-through blouse were neatly folded in the bag. I thought to myself,
       ?Well Abby what will you do??
       For the longest time, I just sat there staring into that damned paper bag. All of my education and experience had somehow led me to this point and now they just wanted me for my sexual abilities! Once more, Carol had gotten up and this time she came around the table and perched upon its edge right in front of me. Two things were obvious. She wanted me to disrobe and change into the kilt-shirt uniform right in front of her and she intended to look me over as I bared my body before her. So, I rose and obliged her. I slipped my slacks down over my hips and let them fall in a lump at my feet. Carol was busily staring at my cunt jewelry as I unbuttoned Teddy?s shirt. Then, as I slid that off as well, Carol sucked in her breath. I anticipated the question she wanted to ask and answered her before she had an opportunity to speak.
       ?This is my bridal jewelry.?
       For several minutes, she was absolutely quiet then she, too, began to speak.
       ?I have heard of the bridal jewelry, but I had never thought that I would ever actually see it.?
       ?Are you disappointed??
       ?Not at all.?
       ?I have a question for you. What is it about my identity card that makes everybody take a second look??
       ?Abby, here in this area there are quite a few women who are called, ?brides?. I, for one, am such a bride, but here, on your card, are the initials, ?BOTB?. That signifies that you are wedded to the actual beast that we all serve and that places you on a level significantly higher than ours. I hope I don?t embarrass you, but, in my eyes, you are actually walking history. In our belief, you have not only known the beast, but you have mated with him. In a very real sense, you have brought ancient history to life right here in front of my eyes!?
       She paused and, if she expected me to say something, I was at a loss for I didn?t know what to say. Then Carol moved over in front of me and placed her hand on my mound and her fingers along my cunt lips.
       ?This is our standard form of greeting one another and everyone we encounter will follow this pattern. ? 
       I thought it only proper that I return her greeting so I extended my hand and engulfed her mound and cunt lips in the palm of my hand. 
       ?Shall we take a stroll about the place?  I?m sure that other things will occur to me as we look the place over. Come. I will show you where you won?t be teaching!?
       As she said this, she gave a short, sarcastic laugh. She rose and ushered me out the door and down the stairs. My libido rose in full force as I watched her ass precede me down the stairs. Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, my hand shot out and slid in between her ass cheeks. She stopped abruptly, but she didn?t turn nor look back at me. She simply began, ?riding? my invading hand by moving her hips forward and backwards. In a very short time, I felt her cunt juicing and I watched as her hands began rubbing and tweaking her tits. I have enjoyed sex in many different places, but bringing this mature woman to her climax while standing absolutely still on a flight of stairs was a new one for me.
       When her quivering stopped and her breathing had returned to something resembling normalcy, she turned to look at me. I thought some kind of explanation from me was definitely called for so I began to speak,
       ?I?m sorry, but???
       She interrupted me to say, ?Don?t apologize. I enjoyed your display of bridal strengths and your, ?treatment? immensely and, if you hadn?t taken the opportunity that I offered to do exactly as you did, then you would not have been acceptable as a faculty member of this Academy!?
       Much later, after I had been at the Academy for some time, Carol told me that even women with little or no sexual urge soon capitulated to the omnipresent sexual atmosphere of this place and were converted to pseudo-nymphomaniacs!
       Carol led me to a room which she indicated would be my classroom. I immediately noted that the table that was to serve as my desk was an exact duplicate of the table in her office.  My table, too, sat upon a raised portion and, from my recent experience in Carol?s office, I knew that throughout every class period, my cunt would be exposed to every pair of avid eyes in the classroom. Some how that didn?t discourage me nor did it frighten me. Rather, just the thought of so many males staring constantly at my cunt caused a flame of excitement to flicker deep within my bowels. As it turned out, I was not to spend a great deal of time sitting behind that table. Rather, I spent most of my, ?teaching? periods on the table with a boy under me.
       The surprises of the Academy were not exhausted by the arrangement of this room. Carol stepped to the back wall and slid open a, ?pocket door?. The room she showed to me was dedicated to one thing and one thing only. The soft pallet upon the narrow floor indicated to me that this is where I was intended to conduct my, ?lab tests?! Carol quickly showed me how the door could be latched from the inside so that my privacy could be maintained.
       A thought was forming in my mind so I asked her,
       ?Would it be possible to have a small refrigerator put in this room??
       I could see that she had no idea what my plan was, but she didn?t object.
       ?Absolutely, I?ll have one moved in this afternoon. Does this mean that you still intend to become a member of our faculty?? I merely nodded.
       Carol moved over to the door that opened into the hallway and beckoned to someone standing outside.  A group of boys began marching into the room and, as each one of them passed us, they each raised their kilts and proffered their pricks to us. I followed Carol?s lead in taking hold of their pricks and, in turn, having my cunt stroked.  This was the entire male class. 
       ?Boys, this is Professor Townsend. She will be your new teacher starting tomorrow.?
       One of the smaller boys stopped in front of me and while his hand rested upon my hairy cunt, he looked back at some of the other boys as though he was looking for approval and then he turned and asked me, ?Are you going to let us fuck you??
       Carol gasped at this audacious statement, but I merely said, ?Let?s just wait and see. Okay?? And so, my teaching enterprise at the Stuart Academy was launched 
       The next morning, I put my plan into effect. As I entered the room and got my first look at my, ?students?, I placed a gallon jug of my milk upon the table along with a carton of cookies and a stack of paper cups. I put an additional gallon of my milk in the refrigerator that Carol had so kindly provided.
       ?Good morning. In case you weren?t paying attention yesterday when the Matron introduced me, I am your new instructor. My name is Professor Abigail Townsend and I am an expert in the study of antiquities. I dislike starting our experience together in this fashion, but I got up a little late this morning so I have not had any breakfast. I hope you don?t mind if I get a little something to eat now.?
       I poured a cup of milk and I took a cookie. Then, as if it were an afterthought, I looked at them and said, ?Anyone care for a cookie and a cup of milk?? There was a literal stampede up to the table and, in very short order, we were all munching on cookies and drinking milk. Of course, the milk was from my very own udders and I knew that it would have the effect of binding them to me.
       ?Okay, now take your seats and we will begin. You may take your milk and cookies with you. 
       As I said, I am a professor of antiquities and, for those who don?t know what, ?antiquities? means, it is the study of very old things. Now, can anyone tell me the oldest thing known to man??
       Not a hand rose to indicate a possible answer. I waited for several minutes to give them time to gather their thoughts and then I said,
       ?The oldest thing known to man is sex! And, that is what we shall be studying! There will be some class work, but there will also be a considerable amount of practical work as well. Now, I want all of the ten-year old boys to stand over next to the wall. The first thing we are going to do is to form teams.?
       There was a lot of scuffling about, but, finally, all of the ten-year olds stood along the wall.
       ?Am I correct in assuming that not one of you have before today ever had an orgasm?? Their perplexed looks made me modify my question somewhat. ?Have any of you ever come??
       Only one raised his hand and that made my decision easier. There were five boys old enough to have experienced a come and three younger boys. So, I formed two teams of two older boys and one younger boy and a third team of an older boy and the younger boy who had experienced a come. 
       ?This is now your team assignment and your teams will be known as, ?A?, ?B?, and ?C?. We will start with team A this morning. Team A, you will march into the small room and one of the older boys shall lay down upon the pallet You other boys may watch what is going to happen so you will be ready when the time for your team comes.?
       As the boys obeyed my command, I stripped naked. When the first boy was down on the pallet, I straddled his hips and introduced his cock to my cunt. I looked at the second older boy and told him, 
       ?Now you ! In my ass!?
       The third younger boy quickly asked, ?What about me??
       ?You in my mouth!?
       These boys were each getting a lesson in Abby?s idea of a threesome. Almost immediately, my three Lotharios began a rapid staccato pounding of my sex orifices! I could only hope that they were getting as much enjoyment from fucking me as I was getting from their fucking. The rest of the class had filed in and were standing around the wall of the little room avidly watching our sexual demonstration. Within minutes, each of the standees was frantically, ?spanking the monkey?. Then, they all moved in close to our group and let their ejaculations splatter our bodies.  Meanwhile, the sight of all those boyish cocks and the three in me had been steadily pushing my libido upwards towards its maximum. I knew that I was about to come so I addressed the class and said,
       ?Boys, this is how a woman comes!?
       I hadn?t anymore than gotten this out when my first orgasm roared through my belly. I screamed and slammed my cunt down upon the boy?s cock that was fucking me from below. I thought, ?What a way to start the teaching day?! As soon as I had calmed a little, I threw off the boys of Team A and beckoned for those of Team B to join with me. Since they had witnessed the first sexual episode, there was no hesitancy on their parts and in practically no time at all we were once more engaged in frantic fucking.  The third team experience was even better than the first two for my whole body had been warmed by the sensations of the orgasms I had experienced. I came three times with that third team and it was a glorious sensation! My teaching, ?assignment? was warmly and properly launched!  
       That morning taught me one very worthwhile object lesson. Young boys can come time and time again! So, by the time that first class was done with me, I had to take a rest before I could resume my, ?teaching? duties for the two afternoon classes. I had very little trouble organizing the two remaining classes in my techniques.  Obviously, the unofficial communications system had alerted all of the boys to what their new teacher wanted. And they were only too happy to oblige me.
       By the time I had finished with the third class of the day, a small crowd had formed outside my classroom door. It was made up of girls. I smiled to myself for that unofficial communications network that is embodied in every organization had functioned perfectly and the girls were gathered in the hallway in hopes of watching the boys fuck me. This gave me another idea. Before the boys left, I had them move the soft pallet from the private room and place it upon the table in the class room. I was determined that, from now on, the girls would get just as much from watching my, ?lessons? as the boys. Well, almost as much.
       Still, even with my huge capacity for fucking, the numerous orgasms I received were enough to tire me out. I even had to ask Teddy to wait for a while before I could give him my nightly dose of fucking. For a bride of the beast, I was in my version of a sex heaven!        
         






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