Excerpt from: "The Girlspell Book Three" by William Avon

 

The next morning the senior pupils of Cranborough School gathered in the new stable block classroom. It would be fair to say that no lesson in the history of the school had ever been attended by such an eager group of pupils. The sense of anticipation was palpable. In the front row sat Jackson, Harris, Gosset, Parsons and Bickley, ready to show the rest how experienced men of the world took lessons on sex and bondslaves in their stride.

Before them was the teacher's desk. To its left was a blackboard with a large chalk drawing on it of what most of them recognised as the female genitalia, together with a list of the anatomical names of its features. To the right of the desk was an odd angular object covered by a dustsheet. Slight movements came from under the sheet suggesting it concealed something living, but none of the boys contemplated examining it closer without permission. This was one lesson none of them would dare misbehave in. They all knew that upstairs above them right now were two naked girl slaves chained up and ready for their use, but only if they passed this class first.

Miss Newcombe entered and the young men sprang to their feet with nervous speed.

'Good morning, Class,' she said, taking her place behind her desk.

'Good Morning, Matron,' they said in painfully polite chorus.

'You may be seated,' she said, and they sat.

They had all liked their school Matron for her ministrations during various bouts of sickness and minor injury they had suffered and many had secretly lusted after her. Now she had been raised to the status of teacher and put in charge of the keys to previously unattainably pleasures. That lifted her status in their eyes very close to that of a Goddess: she who was to be obeyed.

'This class will introduce you to the basic anatomy and pleasure responses of a slave girl,' she began. 'You must understand the underlying theory before embarking on the next stage, which is the practical care and restraint of bondslaves, which will take place in the slave pen room upstairs.'

The class shifted in their seats in expectation of what was to come.

Miss Newcombe picked up a pointer and tapped the blackboard. 'As you can see I've dawn up a diagram of those parts of the female anatomy which I suspect are currently of most interest to you.' There were a few hastily stifled sniggers from the back. 'So that you can relate them to the real subject I have also provided a live display model for comparison.'

She pulled the dustsheet off the object on the other side of her desk and the pupils groaned with delight. It was a wooden lattice frame tilted back at forty-five degrees and mounted on a wheeled table-height stand. Strapped to the frame was Sue's naked form.

She was resting with her back to the latticework. The pad of a broad bridle gag covered her mouth, held in place by thinner straps running under and across her cheeks to join at the bridge of her nose, round under her ears and across her head. Adjustable wooden wedges, bolted with wing nuts through the lattice just above her shoulders, pressed rubber pads against her temples, holding her head rigid. All she could move were her bright eyes which blinked and swivelled about the room as the cover was pulled off her.

A strap crossed Sue's neck, going over the top of her slave collar from which hung a metal tag bearing her name. Her arms were bent outwards, crooked at the elbows and strapped back against the frame so that her hands were level with her shoulders. Broad straps passed over her chest below her full breasts and across her stomach just above her hips. Her legs were splayed wide, pulled back and up and bent at the knees, held in place by cuffs buckled about her thighs just above her knees and long straps buckled to the top of the frame. Straps running up from the lower corners of the frame were cuffed to her ankles, keeping her lower legs down and turned outward. This posture displayed her groin to its maximum possible degree, as was intended. The soft, cleft pout of her naked sex gaped at them, with the dimpled pit of her anus standing out below it like the dot of a fleshy exclamation mark.

Mounted on an adjustable rod below Sue's groin was a black, nine-inch, rubber dildo angled towards her cleft. The rod ran down through a sleeve and pivot joint to an elbow hinge just above the floor with another rod that ran horizontally backward through another pivot joint to the rear of the stand where it was capped by a foot pedal.

To make her exposure even more complete, elastic cords with small round-tipped hooks on their ends had been stretched from the lower sides of the lattice frame across her hips and under the taut swells of her buttocks. They were hooked about both the inner and outer lips of her sex, pulling them wide and exposing every detail of the glistening pink valley between them: the bud of her clitoris, the small hole of her urethra and the dark tunnel mouth of her vagina.

Their eyes goggled as they took in this show of bound and clinically displayed flesh. Jackson, Parsons, Bickley, Harris and Gosset leaned forward and blinked a second time as they slowly recognised Sue beneath her new tan and hairstyle. Their familiarity with her body did not stop them gaping appreciatively at her.

All the other pupils had seen naked bondslaves on the street. They were part of the background of daily life. Some had already had some intimate experience with them. But few had observed one so closely and certainly not inside a classroom where they were being invited to stare and take in every detail. The results were inevitable, signalled by a lot of embarrassed seat shifting and tugging at the inside legs of trousers.

Miss Newcombe smiled. 'This is my slave Elizabeth,' she explained, using Sue's middle name as had been agreed. 'And if you are not erect looking at her now, then you soon will be. However, in this particular class that's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. It's a perfectly normal reaction for a young healthy man contemplating a young woman displayed as this one is. Therefore, for the sake of your comfort and to eliminate any further physical distractions which will interfere with your concentration on my lesson, you may unbutton and let your penises stand as freely and unconfined as they wish.'

There was a collective sigh of disbelief with an undertone of acute embarrassment as they realised what she was saying.

'Come on,' said Miss Newcombe. 'It's nothing I or any of you haven't seen before, and certainly nothing this girl has not seen and felt inside her. Go on. The lesson will not proceed until you do.'

There was an agonised pause. Then very deliberately and with a superior grin, Jackson unbuttoned his flies and pulled his stiff shaft out. Understanding, his pals quickly followed his lead. With the whole front row exposed the rest of the class, with some blushes, did the same.

'That's better,' said Miss Newcombe, viewing this array of stiff young cocks before her with apparent equanimity. She used her pointer to prod Sue's sex mouth, making her whimper. 'Now these parts of a girl's body have many slang names, some of which you may already know, but today we shall use the proper or medical ones. Open your exercise books and copy and label the diagram of the female genitals as you see them on the board.'

She allowed them ten minutes for this task. Then she said. 'One at a time you will now bring your books up for me to check, then you may compare them to Elizabeth's genitalia...'

Jackson and his friends were the first to stand before teacher's desk, casually showing their drawings to Miss Newcombe with their stiff cocks still exposed and then checking them against the living display of Sue's vulva. None of their friends noticed the quick knowing winks they gave her as they bent over her body to hold up their diagrams next to her naked sex.

When they were all done, Miss Newcombe said, 'Your exposure has been part of the lesson, teaching you something about freedom and restraint. For the sake of public decorum you must learn to manage your natural responses. Elizabeth arouses you and she is presented in a helpless and exposed state. She is a slave so she is theoretically available for sexual use, but you cannot have her at this time. However it is permissible in this class to masturbate. I'm sure you have all done so before.'

As the pupils gaped at her in fresh amazement, she took a box of paper tissues round, ensuring they were all suitably provided. Then she stood beside Sue's frame. 'You will now see what it looks like for a girl to be penetrated in the normal manner and brought to orgasm with a penis-shaped probe. We'll cover different penetration devices and the use of other orifices in later lessons. For now I shall just use her front passage, which is called...?' she waited for their response.

'Her vagina,' they all said.

'Good.' Miss Newcombe adjusted the front rod, sliding the tip of the dildo into Sue's gaping cunt that was already glistening with anticipation. Then she went round to the back of the stand and began to pump the foot pedal. Sue's vulva bulged as the dildo slid inside her, plugging her to the maximum, then pulled back, sucking at her insides. Sue gave a little moan and shut her eyes in delight.

The pupils' eyes however were very wide riveted on the spectacle of the dildo pumping in and out of her engorged pussy. Forgetting their former embarrassment the hands of even the shyest of them slid to their erect cocks and began to rub, slowly at first but with ever increasing vigour, matching and then exceeding the rhythm of the plunging dildo. Miss Newcombe pedalled harder and the dildo began to squelch as it came out of Sue darker and wetter and she began to drip onto the stand top. In a minute the first of the pupils began to gasp and clasp their tissues round their cockheads as they spouted their jets of sperm. Miss Newcombe kept pedalling. Sue's heavy breasts, capped by hard straining nipples and beaded with perspiration, were by now jiggling with the strength of the thrusts of the dildo that filled her belly. It was as the last of the pupils were mopping themselves up that Sue finally gave a stifled moan rising to a gag-muffled shriek of delight. Her eyes rolled back and she jerked in her straps, expelling her juices over the floor in front of her. Then she sagged limply back against the frame.

Miss Newcombe stopped pumping the pedal and came round to the front of the stand once more. She took the sodden dildo out of Sue's vagina, leaving it stretched and still gaping hungrily and then turned and looked at the slightly dazed and glassy-eyed pupils with solemn intensity.

'There, you have just had the privilege of seeing a real woman brought to orgasm for your pleasure and instruction. Fortunately Elizabeth is naturally passionate and submissive and enjoyed the experience, but because she is a bondslave she would have had no choice in the matter in any case. We've treated her like a piece of laboratory equipment to demonstrate a physical principle, but whatever her legal status she is a living person. Never forget that.'

'No, Matron,' they promised.

'The next lesson tomorrow will be a practical in the pen room,' she continued. 'Now button up and dispose of your tissues in the bin. Wash your hands in the basin outside. As you leave you will thank Elizabeth for her efforts. Look her in the eye as you do so. Don't be ashamed of the pleasure she's given you. You'd praise a dog or horse for its efforts, so you can certainly praise a slave girl.'

They filed out past Sue, Jackson and his pals leading the way with the clearest and boldest, 'Thank you, girl.'

When they were all gone Miss Newcombe took out Sue's gag, wiped her face with a damp flannel and fed her some water. 'I think that went very well for a first lesson,' she said, running her fingers through the still puffy lips of Sue's sticky pussy mouth. 'Did you enjoy being on display like that?'

Sue smiled wearily. 'Yes, Mistress. That was amazing. When will I be put up in the pens?'

'You'll join Sally and Doreen for the practical tomorrow, but the class have got to prove they can look after you properly first before they can use you for intercourse.'

'They'll be ready to burst by then, Mistress.'

'All the more fun for you when they do. I want to teach them the value of patience, however hard it is on their balls. Meanwhile Sally and Doreen can keep them entertained this afternoon while they roll the lawn. You're coming back to the cottage with me. I've arranged for Melanie to visit so all three of you will be together again.'

Sue's face lit up. 'Oh, I do want to see her again.'

'Well you can all have a proper reunion,' Miss Newcombe promised. Then her expression became more sombre. 'And then I'll explain how I came to live here and why I've brought you all back.'