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Hanson House Ch. 01

By: mjar65



Amanda stood in the main hall of Lovett House and looked around nervously. There were roughly 30 young women in the room and they all looked just as nervous as she felt. They were all sophomores, aged no more than nineteen or twenty.

She had been so proud and excited to be accepted into university and for her first choice, too. She'd excelled academically and earned a great GPA. At the end of her first year, being asked to apply to Hanson House only added to the thrill. Amanda had heard it was an exclusive college. She had never found out exactly why. She knew that Hanson had a reputation for high academic standards and that many of its alumni held positions high in business and the arts. To be asked to apply for entry was a high point of her young life.

There had been so much paperwork to complete for her application. Mostly it had been long questionnaires and surveys. Each time she had mailed back one set of paperwork another had arrived. Amanda had carefully filled it all out even while considering other houses she might want to join. A lot of questions were incredibly intimate. Surely that sort of information was not really needed for her application? Amanda, however, kept coming back to Hanson House as the place that seemed right for her.

Even on this first day on campus Amanda had found more paperwork was required. Each of the young women entering the hall had been required to complete a final questionnaire. It had contained still more questions about very intimate personal matters. 

Everyone had also been required to sign what looked like an important legal document. It was something about confidentiality and everyone being sworn never to reveal what was about to happen.

Up front a tall, blonde woman was standing at the lectern. Everyone stood completely still. Hanson House was an important institution and no-one wanted to be thought of as misbehaving.

"I want to thank all you young women for coming along today," began the speaker. "You will know by now that Hanson House is a special place. Only the most suitable people are asked to apply and only a small number of those are accepted." At that a number of the women looked around briefly, feeling proud and wanting to measure themselves against their companions. 

"I remind you all," she went on, "of the pledge you have just signed. You have promised to keep everything that happens today a secret. Failure to comply will be dealt with as harshly as possible by the management of Hanson House." Everyone understood what that meant or thought they did. 

"If, at the end of this ceremony, you honestly believe you cannot keep our secrets please make yourself known to one of the attendants."

She went on. "You will learn much while you stay with us. At Hanson House we will help you to develop the skills to serve faithfully and to be content with your role as you go through your adult life." Amanda really had no idea what was meant. However, the mention of service caused a stirring in her. It was the same stirring she had experienced when answering some of the surveys.

"Each of you has been selected because you are suited to the lifestyle we will prepare you to enter. Each of you has shown the promise that you can follow what we will show. That you can do what is expected of you. That you can submit fully and openly to those who are above you."

That sent a larger stir through the group of young women. It sent a shiver through Amanda's body. The words lifestyle and obedience seemed to have a magic effect on her. Amanda was a strong, confident young woman. Nonetheless she felt strongly attracted to the idea of service and obedience as a lifestyle.

"I understand very well that as young people you first came to university hoping to experience all that life has to offer. I know that for many of your peers that included having sex. A lot of sex." The blonde woman paused and looked over them all. They all looked so fresh and eager.

"Each of you has sworn solemnly that she is a virgin. Each of you has promised solemnly that you will remain a virgin until you graduate from this place." Amanda heard the murmurs all around her. She had found it odd, to say the least, to have to answer these questions on the questionnaires. 

"Hanson House was founded on the principles of self-discipline and of serving others. Maintaining your virginity until graduation is a critical display of your ability to maintain that self-control." The speaker smiled at the assembled group of women. "You are all academically gifted and that was a key part of your selection for Hanson House. You are all destined for successful careers. However, graduation from Hanson House will see you very well rewarded. Not only for your virginity but also for your capacities for self-control and service.

"If you honestly believe now, on reflection, that this commitment is not for you, I ask that you speak to one of the attendants at the end of this ceremony." Everyone looked around but no-one moved. It would have been humiliating to have done so and anyone who was weakening would surely wait until the end.

The speaker continued. "The staff at Hanson House are not teachers. We are instructors. We will instruct you on everything that you need for your new lifestyle. You will recognise us by our golden name tags.

"You will be obedient at all times and you will be compliant at all times. Those young women who fail to maintain these most basic requirements of Hanson House will be punished." They were all a little shocked to hear that. "Perhaps there is one among you who will need to be expelled." That brought murmurs from the young women. No-one would want that shame.

"You will have noticed that we also accept young men here at Hanson House." There was a wave of an arm, indicating some equally nervous young men standing on one side of the hall. Amanda saw how good looking these boys appeared to be. 'These young men you see here are our third year students. They have already had some experience with us. That means they have been trained to the point where they can assist with your training.

"At times you will be required to obey the commands these male students give you. Their commands will be as important as anything you are told by your instructors. However, all these males have been warned not to abuse you or take liberties. Anything of that nature is to be reported to an instructor at once and the guilty male will be dealt with harshly."

A frisson of excitement ran through the young women. Each of them was reacting to the idea of spending time with these young men. Amanda was not sure why but she knew she liked that idea very much.

"You will continue to attend your normal classes in the university. We expect you to maintain high academic standards. Hanson House has an arrangement with the university so that we can schedule special classes that will not interfere with your academic work." None of that bothered Amanda who prided herself on her capacity for hard work.

"These special classes lie at the heart of Hanson House. Through these classes you will develop your special skills and talents. These classes will help you to be ready for graduation into a wider world of service and submission."

She indicated a line of table to the side of the main hall. "Now we want you to line up behind the appropriate sign. You will be given your accommodation assignment. You will be given a list of classes you will attend and the times for each one. You are not permitted to skip these classes without the express permission of an instructor. You have been warned."

With that the opening address was over and roughly thirty young women started moving to the tables with signs marked with letters, indicating that they were to be sorted by family names.

Amanda noticed several of the young women heading for the exit. She smiled at that. She knew she was happy to comply and to serve and she knew she would work harder than anyone to succeed.

As each student received their new paperwork there were gasps and squeals. There was even one stifled scream.

"Look at these names," cried out a beautiful blonde ahead of Amanda. 

Amanda looked at her copy of the list and saw the reason for the shock. The classes were like nothing she had ever seen. Anal... oral... masturbation... facial... rim job... lesbian...

A male instructor was close by and stepped forward. "Please don't be alarmed. You'll come to understand all this in time."

The other student was aghast. "This seems a list of quite disgusting things. Why would someone like me need to learn these things?"

Amanda spoke first. She had instantly grasped the purpose of Hanson House.

"Everything on this list is about sex. Our training will be about giving sexual service. That's why we were accepted into Hanson House. The future lifestyle the instructor spoke about is for us to be sexually submissive to men."

The instructor was smiling broadly at them both. "You are a very clever young woman. But service is about more than sex. And your submission might not always be to a man."

"Hello, I am Amanda," she said with a smile to the other. The other replied that her name was Grace.

"I admit I've dreamed about submitting to men," muttered Grace. "This might be too much though."

The instructor spoke again. "You have to understand why and how you were chosen." He smiled. "Every questionnaire we sent was coded in a subtle way. The questions were carefully worded to strike a chord with young women who have the strongest pre-disposition to be submissive. That was why you answered. Many others didn't answer, or didn't get past the later rounds, because they weren't affected by the trigger words. Each time we sent out forms for you to complete we sifted out still more women. Finally we were left with the best, those who will embrace this opportunity with enthusiasm."

Grace interrupted. "So you are saying I want to do all these things even if I find them disgusting?"

"No," he replied. "I am saying that we sifted through a lot of talented young women until we found the most talented. Women such as yourself. Women who have a powerful desire to serve. A desire so strong that they will understand and accept the need to master the skills you will learn here at Hanson House."

His words had the desired affect. Both young women were proud to be members of an elite group. Grace smiled broadly and ceased her protests.

Amanda had been studying the class timetable. "But I see we don't all do the classes together. I have classes at different times to Grace."

"We prefer small groups so you will do the same classes at different times. That also allows us to have young men as volunteers to assist when that is appropriate. But you don't need to worry. In time we will make sure everyone covers every subject."

Grace had another question. "It says anal. I can guess that means anal sex. But what if I am someone who cannot accept anal sex? What if it hurts me?"

"We will be training you to accept intrusions into your bottom. This is an important skill and you will learn how to avoid or reduce discomfort. But its a compulsory skill because the person you serve, man or woman, might insist on using your bottom." Grace nodded to show she understood but there was a worried look on her face.

"Sir, I don't quite understand," said Amanda. "There is nothing on here about sex. I mean normal sex. We all are virgins and we will be virgins when we graduate. If we are to submit to a man and to serve him sexually, surely we have to learn about sex?"

"Once you have graduated from here as a submissive of course you will have sex. You will have to be available to your future dominant for them to fuck you whenever they want. You'll learn that some dominants want their submissive to perform sexually for other people as well. Trust me, though, you will learn enough in our special classes so that you will be ready. By the time you graduate you will be thoroughly prepared for being fucked."

Amanda pointed again to the timetable. "There are some elective subjects. It says here piss and also spanking."

"You will find that they are not really elective," he replied patiently. "As a student here you will be required to take most of those subjects anyway. At best you can avoid only a couple of the electives. Some things, like piss play, have traditionally been considered so intimate that a student is given the choice of whether she will accept it."

"Spanking, on the other hand, is very hard to avoid. This will be done as part of training or as punishment. Most of you will find that in the future you will be spanked at some time by the person you are serving. It could be for enjoyment or for punishment. Its better to have some experience while you are here."

Amanda felt herself tremble. As a student she had always strived to excel. For that reason she'd always tried to complete as many electives as possible. She stared at the list now, realising what that would mean for her at Hanson House.

The instructor spoke again. "You two seem to be getting on rather well. I think I will speak to the Dean and have your accommodation assignments fixed so you are both in the same room."

Amanda and Grace smiled at one another. They'd only just met but at least they now knew one other person they could speak to. Each was taken by the good looks of the other. "Thank you Sir," they both chimed to the instructor.

Once he left the young women studied the other papers they'd received. One was a list of rules and it was headed by a stern warning to comply or face harsh consequences.

There would be four women to a room. Apart from what they did in classes, sexual contact between them was strictly forbidden. Sexual contact with any of the male students was permitted only when indicated by an instructor. As second year students each woman was required to keep her cunt completely bare. Shaving was required at least every second day. Third year students were permitted waxing. Before graduation their pubic hair would be removed permanently.

The correct uniform was to be worn at all times when inside Hanson House. This was especially important because the uniform included a short skirt that would need to be removed in classes with a requirement for "participation". Underpants were banned at all times other than monthly menstruation where these could be worn only with the express permission of an instructor.

The list also stated the women would be required to undergo regular medical or physical examinations whenever the staff of Hanson House felt it was necessary. The first would take place that very day, after the final registration process.

The list went on for several pages. They would have to study it later. The instructor had returned and the two new friends were escorted to their room. Then they were taken to a smaller hall and told to undress completely so as to prepare for their physical examination.

Amanda slowly removed all her clothing. She had never experienced public nudity of any sort. There was no avoiding it now, however, and she supposed that this, too, was part of the training she would receive at Hanson House. Amanda actually had a wonderful body, fit and athletic. Her legs and bottom were shapely and well toned. She had well defined waist and hips and her breasts had developed to the point where she sometimes needed extra effort to find bras and shirts that would fit her.

Grace seemed even more shy about disrobing in a room full of people. Amanda noted her long blonde hair and her thick pubic bush. She also couldn't help but look at Grace's very large breasts. They were larger and fuller than a young woman should be and they sat high on Grace's chest.

At one side of the room a series of tables had been set-up with an instructor in attendance at each one. Names were called out and the young women took turns to visit a table for their inspection. It was explained that originally this step had been introduced as a virginity exam. Later, when people came to accept that this was a foolish concept, and an inaccurate test, the inspection had been retained. The governors of Hanson House had felt the test had other benefits, equally useful.

It was a humiliating experience but Amanda maintained her happy air and told herself it was totally necessary. She was determined to do as well as anyone at Hanson House. She was happy to accept the need for obedience that was being demanded of her. Amanda had never really considered the idea of submission until today. She had realised immediately, however, that the idea suited her very much. Amanda felt as if the proposal of submission as a lifestyle was even more to her liking than the idea of taking up her chosen career.

For the test itself the women were inspected and measured in so many different ways. Their height and weight were recorded as might be expected. Their breasts were measured and fondled. An instructor pinched their nipples, both sides, and their reactions were noted on a file. Even nipple size was measured and recorded. Other testing was done, for example to measure a woman's ability to balance on one foot and to test aspects of her physical strength.

Each woman was required to bend over fully and part the cheeks of her bottom. It made for a lewd display. It felt worse when an object touched a young woman right on her anus. Again, more notes were entered into the files. 

Measurements were taken of the size of the young woman's clitoris. Each had to climb onto the cold, hard table and stay perfectly still as a metal speculum was inserted into her vagina. Two instructors would then peer inside her before muttering about the result and making still more notations.

At long last the women were told to get dressed. A female instructor addressed them all. "Are you enjoying the physical inspection?"

"Yes ma'am," a few voices replied without enthusiasm.

The instructor smiled. "Its OK to speak honestly. But I believe we have proven the wisdom of our governors in keeping this tradition alive. Some of our new students arrive feeling overly sure of themselves. Too much confidence can interfere with your goal of submission. The physical inspections are a humiliation. Even more because it is so public, done like this in front of the staff and your peers. It helps you to realise the need to be humble. You need to focus on service and not competing with the other students."

With that the students were ordered to return to their rooms. Once there, Amanda and Grace discovered their other two roommates. There was Lisbeth – a thin, dark-haired woman from a Danish family. Amanda thought her a little plain looking but she had glimpsed at Lisbeth during the medical exam and saw she had very large nipples. Finally there was Jasminda, a tiny Filipina woman with a gorgeous smile and lovely brown skin.

Tomorrow was to be their first day as sophomores and as members of Hanson House. There was so much to prepare and still the evening meal to come. All the same they talked a lot about what had happened to them that day and why they had been accepted into Hanson House.

Each of them confessed to being nervous and a little afraid about what lay ahead for the next three years. Every one of them, however, admitted that they had been chosen correctly – they were all intrigued by the notion of submission and eager to find out whether they would one day be chosen for a life of sexual service.

Hanson House Ch. 02



For her first week Amanda was rostered for the "lesbian" class. It wasn't difficult for her to get to these classes. As the instructors had promised, the college timetable made sure all the members of Hanson House had time for both academic work and their training.

At the start of her first class Amanda had watched the videos shown to them with only an intellectual interest. It was pleasant to watch women receiving sexual pleasure. The women in the videos were plainly experienced lesbians. They all could produce multiple orgasms in their sex partners. After a while Amanda had to admit it was causing some familiar stirrings in her. 

There were pictures as well and diagrams. The instructor began to give them a series of tips and advice for how to touch and handle a woman's body. The class was asked whether any of them were lesbians or bi-sexual but each one answered no. 

The instructor resumed her lecture. "Many women are not naturally inclined towards being bi-sexual or lesbian. It is a common myth or desire that many men do enjoy thinking about, however." Amanda smiled to herself. She was not sexually experienced but she was aware that stupid boys often assumed women would want to have sex with other women.

"There are two important reasons why you will learn how to successfully give sexual pleasure to another woman. The first is that you may one day find yourself in service to a woman. You may not expect that but it might happen. As a proud graduate of Hanson House, obviously you would wish to pleasure her in any and every way possible.

"The second reason is that you may be in service to a male. As I have just said, many men enjoy the idea of a woman fucking another woman. If your Master is such a man then he may require you to do so. It could be a threesome with another woman that they wish to enjoy. Or perhaps they will simply want you to perform lesbian sex while they watch, with another female submissive as an example. Graduates of Hanson House would never refuse such an order."

As she spoke, both the instructors began to undress. Amanda felt the shock of realisation that there was to be a practical component to these classes. 

She also stopped to admire the two older women, both in their late-thirties. The first instructor looked very fit and she had lovely long limbs that were well tanned. Amanda also saw that her breasts were rather large and very pert. Implants were the obvious explanation and they looked fantastic.

The second instructor was shorter but quite beautiful. She also looked physically strong and Amanda noticed how her cunt lips looked like a flower in bloom. Her breasts sagged a little and she had very large, pink areolae that Amanda found hard to ignore.

The first instructor stared at the young women. "In this class everyone gets naked. You will all disrobe immediately and I will tell you when it is time to put your clothes back on."

With that both instructors sat on comfy, reclining chairs and lay back. They looked relaxed as they lay there with their legs apart, watching their young charges quickly remove their clothing.

Each of the students was ordered to move forward to stand beside an instructor. Then two students were ordered to touch the instructors in their most intimate places. Amanda shivered a little because she suddenly was acutely aware of her lack of sexual experience. She was a little shocked to hear the occasional sound of enjoyment from the instructors.

Then it was Amanda's turn. She stood next to the second instructor, Mistress Rose.

"Touch my breasts poppet," came the soft command. "It won't hurt. Touch and explore them. But remember your goal is to make me enjoy what you are doing."

Amanda reached out and placed her hands on the breasts of the older woman. She tried to think about her own breasts and how she could play with them when masturbating. 

She started to stroke the older woman's breasts and then to squeeze them gently. She was rewarded with a smile. That made Amanda a little bolder and she began to work her fingers on the pink nipples. It was a pleasant surprise when they began to grow and harden.

"That's good poppet," said Mistress Rose. "You can squeeze my breasts a little harder. Pay attention to the woman's response. If she enjoys your touch on her nipples then you can try a little gentle pinching."

Amanda followed her direction and began to flick her fingers over the nipples before gently holding them between her fingertips. 

"Don't be afraid. If you normally pinch your nipples then you can do the same to me." Amanda followed the lead from Mistress Rose. 

'Oh yes poppet,' breathed the older woman. "Try pulling on them. Stretch them for me."

Amanda pinched harder and managed to pull the nipples till they doubled in length. She was amazed it seemed so easy. Amanda felt so happy and proud when she heard Mistress Rose sigh quietly in response. "Very good. That's just fine."

Then Amanda was ordered to experiment with touching her instructor's cunt. "Just on the outside. Rub my cunt lips and you can pull them apart a little. Look inside the folds of my cunt."

Amanda felt the whole experience was surreal. Yet she was feeling terribly excited. This was her very first experience of service, sexual service at that. She knew she was doing OK on her first test. That was enough to make her feel a new stimulation. She realised that her instructor was responding sexually to her touch and that actually made Amanda aroused herself.

The students were all required to have several attempts at playing with the bodies of their instructors. Everyone got to explore both instructors. Amanda loved the discovery of how different their cunts were. She quickly had the confidence to spread their labia and see how hard their clits were and the way the two cunts changed as a result of sexual stimulation.

This was the first day Amanda had ever spent with her cunt shaved. The instructors were completely bald down there as well. The bare skin felt so soft and silky. Amanda thought about her own cunt lips. No doubt anyone who got to touch her cunt would enjoy her smoothness.

Amanda went back to her room that night with a heady feeling of satisfaction. She was careful not to be overly confident. She did, however, wonder if that first class was proof she might have what it took to graduate from Hanson House.

By the next night all the students had completed two of their special classes. After dinner all the roommates wanted to discuss their classes and their new experiences. Grace had been sent to 'masturbation' for the first week and so had Jasminda. For Lisbeth the draw had given her 'spanking.'

Lisbeth explained what had happened and what had been done to her. All the students had been made to remove their uniform skirts. The purpose of spanking had been explained to them. 

"There's punishment of course," said Lis in an excited voice. "Maybe not punishment. They also told us about 'correction' where a spanking helps a submissive to learn better what is expected." The women all looked at one another. At that time they were still too new to appreciate the difference.

"Of course there are some dominants that will want to spank their submissive because the dominant gets sexual pleasure from it," said Lis knowingly. "The instructors said that can happen with both male and female dominants. They told us that this is not always the same thing as having a sadistic dominant."

The others all exchanged looks of concern. None had considered that their future dominants would be anything other than kind and loving. 

"The other big reason is that sometimes a submissive will enjoy being spanked and maybe even get sexually aroused."

The others looked very dubious. "Very unlikely I would think," muttered Grace.

"No its true", cried out Lisbeth. "I was like that. I got so wet. Being exposed and spanked in front of everyone makes me feel turned-on. I couldn't believe it the first day when Mistress Maria told everyone my cunt was moist."

She went on. "We have to practice being in all sorts of positions for spanking. We started off lying over the lap of the instructors. There are positions where we have to stand and bend over to show our bottoms to them. We also have to practice lying in the correct position on a special kind of bench.

"Yesterday all the spanking was done by the bare hands of the instructors. They started slow and got harder by the end. My bottom was so red but I really enjoyed it. You'll see how the pain can be a kind of exciting thing. One girl did cry that first day and I don't know how she will finish the week off."

Amanda was curious. "So just spanking with bare hands? That sounds painful but not too bad."

"No its more than that," blurted out Lis. "Today we got paddles. There are wooden paddles and leather paddles. The leather ones sound so good. Tomorrow its the riding crop and by the end of the week we will have to learn how to accept the cane." That made Amanda shiver because she had listed spanking as one of her electives.

Grace and Jasminda had heard enough of that and wanted to talk about their experiences with "masturbation". Grace explained that the aim of this class was to get the young women comfortable with the idea of public masturbation. At least so they could perform in front of their dominant if that was required in the future. 

"We have already had to lie back and spread our cunt lips for everyone to see. Its so tough to do it in public the first few times. We had to play with our clits and slide our fingers into your cunt holes. It did feel pretty good though." Grace looked at Jasminda and the two of them laughed out loud and hugged.

"We get our own vibrators to use," said Jas. "Today we had to put them into our cunts for the first time. We get to bring them home as well."

Grace went on. "The instructors told us that after we complete the 'anal' subject, when we do 'masturbation' again later on, we will also learn about masturbating with toys in our bottoms."

The other two wanted to see the vibrators. They were rather lifelike and thick. Amanda was concerned about whether such a thing could fit inside her cunt.

"Its not as big as most cocks," said Lis. That produced shocked gasps from the others.

"Lis, we're all virgins," hissed Grace.

"Oh come on. You've all seen men and their cocks before," retorted Lis. 

Amanda had to confess her experience was limited to only two boys. The first had been a highschool boyfriend who'd cajoled her into handling his tool. The other had been a fellow freshman, just once on a drunken night after exams. Always it had been in a gloomy room or a car after dark. There'd been plenty of on-line porn as well but that wasn't the same thing.

"I am most definitely a virgin," said Lisbeth curtly. "But let me tell you that I've had boys show me their cocks and make me touch them."

The others were very impressed that Lis had such experience compared to them. They wanted to know more details but Lis assured them she would wait for another night. "Don't want you to get scared off in your first week," she chuckled. 

"We're also supposed to practice using our vibrators at night," reported Jasminda. 

"What? You mean right here in our room?" asked Amanda. "While Lis and I are watching?"

"The rules say no sexual contact between students," Lis reminded them. 

"Yeah but we have strict orders to use ours in our cunts at night," replied Grace. "You don't have to touch us but we're being trained to masturbate in front of others."

"That's right," argued Jasminda. "We were told to complete our homework or else. So we have to fuck ourselves with our vibrators and we have to do it in our room. I'd rather do it with you watching me anyway than some dirty old instructor."

Amanda and Lisbeth were still trying to debate the wisdom of the proposal. It wasn't just the risk of breaking the rules. There was also the shock of watching their new friends masturbate like wanton sluts before their eyes. 

Jas and Grace didn't wait but quickly undressed and lay back on the same bed. They seemed happy to let their roommates see them naked. Amanda again found herself staring at Grace with her very large breasts. She'd always attracted attention with the size of her own bust but Grace had to be at least double-D. Amanda wondered how they felt to touch.

The little Filipina was quite a beauty too. Her small breasts were so perky. Her cunt lips were a darker brown, which seemed to highlight the place where Jas might want a good hard cock to enter her. 

Once naked on the bed they both turned their toys on but their homework began with only their fingers. Just as they had been instructed in class, they spread their cunt lips wide and flicked their hardening clits. All the better to make them more erect and more prominent to the observer. Amanda felt her own clit tingling and her cunt juices starting to flow.

"These bitches are going to do it," gasped Lis. "They're going to fuck their cunts and make us watch."

"This is what its about," Amanda explained. "This is obedience and service. They have to masturbate and we have to watch. We are all being submissive to the instructors."

The other two had started to finger their cunts. Ignoring the shame of masturbating in front of their roomates, Jas and Grace had gotten themselves so turned on there was no way they could stop. "Masturbation' classes had given them a kind of permission to play with their cunts and to orgasm as much as they wanted. It was all in the name of "practice" and improving their technique. 

Grace was fingering herself furiously and making small squeaking noises as she did so. Jas was calmer, more measured but nonetheless her cunt was visibly leaking fluid. They were both so wet their toys would slide into their holes without any resistance. Amanda found herself calling out encouragement.

"Use your toys, too. Don't make us wait. Stick the vibrators into your cunts and fuck hard so we can see how its done."

Jas obeyed the call and deftly inserted the vibrator into her soaking hole. Amanda moved in her chair to get a better view as Jasminda's young cunt swallowed her first vibrator. Amanda was wondering how the smaller Jas could fit the toy into her cunt. She was also imagining how she would act when her turn came.

Grace now had her toy inserted as well and managed to fuck herself with one hand while diddling her clit with the other. That was not the approach taken by Jas, however. The Filipina drew her knees up high and used two hands to slam the toy into her cunt. Her inner thighs were wet with juice and Amanda saw the way the wetness had run down to Jas' little brown hole. Her small, juicy tits were shaking under the exertion Jas was using to work the vibrator hard into her tiny cunt. Amanda was impressed by the show Jas was giving them. 

The first to explode was Grace. She bit her lip and seemed to stop breathing. The other two watched as Grace slowly turned red, trying desperately to contain her screams of release inside her young body.

Jas followed just seconds later, still using two hands to work the vibrator. She grunted with an animal sound each time the toy hit bottom and Amanda wondered for a moment whether her roommate was going to damage herself.

The roommates watched in amazement as the two women fucked themselves to several orgasms each. They hoped the walls of their room were thick enough to contain the sounds. Amanda felt she needed to play with her own cunt as a result of the show in front of her. She dared not, however, remembering the rule against sexual interaction.

Amanda had masturbated many times but it had always been an act of shame. She had always done it under the covers and as quietly as possible. Before arriving at Hanson House, Amanda had had no idea that masturbation would be of interest to anyone but her. Now she realised that the new life she had chosen would turn her secret hobby into a very public matter. One day in the future her masturbation would be controlled by another and she would perform on command.

The remainder of the week passed in much the same way. Each night Grace and Jas would fuck their young cunts with their vibrators while the others watched. Grace had been learning well and showed them different positions in which to complete the task. Grace seemed to get special enjoyment from being on her hands and knees. All four now were becoming more comfortable at undressing and being naked in front of their roommates. One night Amanda saw Lisbeth's arse and the deep red marks left there. She knew they were the results of the 'spanking' classes Lis claimed to enjoy so much.

Amanda knew the "lesbian" classes had been the reason she had been so keen to watch Jas fuck her cunt. She'd never thought about the pleasure she might find in a woman's body. Touching her instructors and being able to make them sexually aroused had managed to get Amanda feeling horny herself. Amanda had described the class activities to the others. Only Lisbeth seemed as keen as Amanda about being required to explore women's bodies.

By the end of the week Amanda had successfully given several orgasms to both her instructors. She had used her fingers and her mouth to do so. At first she had been hesitant to stick her fingers inside another woman's cunt. Everyone had to practice licking their fingers clean afterwards and that took some getting used to as well.

Using her mouth, on the other hand, had been much easier. She had always thought of the act as somehow naughty and nasty. "Eating cunt" it was called. Boys did it and so did women. Yet it was an incredibly intimate place and that was without considering the juices and the urine that came out from "down there".

When the moment arrived in class, however, Amanda had quickly gotten on her knees and pressed her lips and her tongue against Mistress Rose's cunt. She'd been so horny all week that she was hardly thinking of anything except delivering the best orgasms she could manage for her instructors. Amanda knew her technique was clumsy still but she was more than encouraged by the volume of juices she wore on her face. 

All the students seemed pleasantly surprised to find they could enjoy licking a woman's cunt. The taste was new to most of them and the softness of a woman's folds was something they all enjoyed. Each student knew how the clit could respond to gentle touching and were eager to explore that, too. The instructors also made sure that the young tongues were shoved hard into their respective holes.

The older women moaned and moved their hips as the students performed their lessons. Amanda wasn't sure if either of them really climaxed but it was certain their groans weren't just for encouragement. After Amanda had eaten out first one and then the other, Mistress Rose stroked her face and said a simple "thank you". Amanda smiled, her face glistening with cunt juices.

The students were also shown a collection of sex toys. Amanda knew about such things from reading and watching porn. Having watched her roommates used such toys earlier in the week, she was very keen to try one of them. She hoped it would be on Mistress Rose. The class was told, however, that first they need to complete the subject on masturbation. "Next semester, when you know how to use these things on yourselves, you will be shown how best to use them on another woman."

With so much activity the week passed quicker than Amanda liked. Friday night was soon upon them and Amanda was instructed to go to Mistress Rose's office. She found herself almost running down the corridor.

Inside the office there as a little small talk and then Mistress wanted to know how Amanda had found her first week of classes.

"It was all so new to me, mistress. And 'lesbian' is something I didn't expect would apply to me."




Hanson House Ch. 02



"You did do very well for your first week. There will be more classes at a later date and you will get better still. You are an eager student which is good."

"Mistress, I want to do my very best. To be honest, I also want to please the instructors. At first it was hard to get into the practical activities. When I saw you cum, however, I just wanted to be the one who would make you cum again."

Rose smiled at her student. "Now you are getting to really understand why you were selected to enter Hanson House. You are thinking like a submissive now. Only a week ago you would never have thought of yourself as wanting to serve an older woman."

Amanda nodded her agreement. She saw Mistress Rose lifting her skirt and moving around the desk. The instructor was not wearing underpants either. As she approached Amanda could see the swollen cunt lips and the glistening of wetness.

Mistress Rose sat her bottom on the edge of the desk and pulled her cunt lips wide apart. "Finger me, poppet. Finger me and bring me to orgasm again."

Amanda moved forward onto her knees as she had been shown in class. The Mistress was wet already and Amanda began to stroke her fingers on the lips of the steaming cunt.

"Mistress I don't understand. Isn't this forbidden? Will we get into trouble?"

"It is forbidden. If we are caught we will both be punished. That's why I am so turned on and why I want you to finger me to orgasm."

The younger woman didn't understand what she was hearing. She couldn't help herself, however, and began to press a finger slowly into the waiting hole. She started to finger the instructor's cunt, trying to remember the tips she'd been given in class and what it was that Mistress Rose enjoyed especially. 

"Two fingers poppet. Don't be afraid. Use two fingers on me and go harder."

Obedience to her instructor was an easy matter for Amanda and she did exactly as instructed. 

"Use your other hand. Rub my clit now."

Rose must have been extra horny because it took only a few minutes before she appeared to be losing control. "Yes, yes," she whispered to Amanda. "Rub my clit. Fuck me harder."

Amanda touched the clit with her free hand. She tried to use more force as she pushed her fingers into the Mistresses' cunt. Amanda felt Rose's cunt constrict and the muscles squeeze on her young fingers. She knew enough by then, however, to continue her thrusting into the instructor's cunt. Her prize was another massive orgasm that tore through the older woman. 

At that point Rose reached down and gently pulled Amanda away. "Not too much poppet," she panted. "I really needed that extra release but I have to keep some in store for later tonight."

Amanda was ordered to out her fingers into her mouth. "Lick them clean poppet. That's right, suck my juices off your fingers. You like that taste don't you?" Amanda nodded in silence. It was true – sort of "nasty" but true. "So sexy to watch you lick your fingers clean after you've fingered my cunt," moaned the older woman. 

Then, without another word, Rose pulled Amanda to her feet and forced her to bend forward over the desk. Amanda was a little concerned because this had definitely not been covered in class. She wondered what was expected of her. She worried they would be discovered.

Amanda felt a hand placed firmly in the middle of her back. She felt Rose lift up her skirt to expose her bottom and her holes. For a second Amanda wondered if she was to be spanked.

Suddenly there was something large being inserted into her cunt. Amanda quickly realised it was Mistress Rose and two of her fingers. She had had no idea she was so wet that she could take something that large so readily into her hole.

Rose was horny, eager. She pressed her fingers deep into the young cunt. Her dominant side was coming to the fore and Rose barely waited for Amanda to adjust to the intrusion. She began to stroke the young cunt with some force. It made Amanda gasp with surprise but the hand pushing her down hard onto the desk signalled she was expected to simply accept what was being done to her.

The inexperienced Amanda had never felt anything that large in her cunt before. It was a little scary but also an incredible turn-on. Luckily for both women Amanda was such a novice she really had no way of controlling her lust. Rose sensed the progression of her arousal and worked her fingers in Amanda's cunt accordingly. 

In only a minute or so the desperately horny young woman was cumming, erupting all over her instructor's fingers. Amanda thought she would faint from this new and extreme pleasure. Happily for her, the older woman was expert at gauging the female orgasm and she stopped her thrusting at just one climax.

Rose took her hand off Amanda but the young woman remained lying over the desk for some time afterward, recovering her breath and still feeling giddy. She stayed there, regaining her senses. Rose sat at her desk and put her two fingers in her mouth, slowly licking and sucking them to clean off all trace of the young woman's cunt. 

It took a while before Amanda felt able to speak and she tried to lift herself from the desk, still feeling unsteady. "Mistress, that was wonderful. I should thank you for showing me that and for making me feel so incredible." Rose only gave a quick grin in reply. 

Amanda was still confused about what she had experienced. "Mistress, I don't understand. What just happened?"

Rose stopped and looked into Amanda's eyes. "Most of the instructors here are confirmed dominants or have strong tendencies. I got the urge and I wanted to have you feel my cunt and then I decided I wanted to bring you off."

"But..."

"I enjoyed the way you performed in class this week. You are cute and I loved seeing you perform naked in class. I also think you are one of the most gifted submissives we have this year. But I am a dominant and I decided I would take what I wanted from you. Don't get any ideas Amanda. Whether this happens again or not, I don't know. You are still just a student here and there will be no special favours for you in class. Understand?"

"Yes Mistress. I think so."

"Good. Then its time for you to get back to your classmates and time for me to be getting off to my date."



Hanson House Ch. 03



Over the weekend Amanda thought a lot about what had happened in Mistress Rose's office. The sexual part had been incredible. Was sex like that all the time? Was it better to have sex with another woman? Should Amanda start to think of herself as bi-sexual or maybe even a lesbian? She'd been used by an older woman for her needs and Amanda had found it so easy and the pleasure so ecstatic. There could be no doubt for Amanda that she was naturally inclined towards submission and service.

Amanda found it hard to concentrate on her academic work that weekend but she did her best. Those good study habits held her in good stead and she was grateful for that.

Sunday evening, however, was interrupted when all the second year female students were ordered to the main hall. They were directed to the middle, standing in a wide circle. Some of the instructors were there and all the students guessed that something special was about to happen.

Suddenly there was a small commotion outside the circle. A small group was pushing its way through. Amanda could see it was four of the male attendants and one of the female students.

"Its Mona," gasped the girl standing next to her. Amanda saw it was a small woman, south Asian and with lovely dark brown skin. She was totally naked and Amanda could see her small breasts and their long, dark nipples. Her hair was cut quite short and Amanda thought she looked rather pretty.

It was obvious Mona had been through some kind of ordeal.

"Its her punishment," one of the students muttered knowingly. "They let the older boys have her."

"What?..."

"She's being dealt with harshly," said a male voice. An instructor. "In the third year common room. Four of the older boys were told to use her mouth. They face fucked her in front of the whole year and shot their cum onto her face."

Amanda was close enough to see it was true. There were crusty lumps on Mona's face and her breasts. Amanda had seen enough porn to recognise drying male cum on a woman's skin. Judging by the look on poor Mona's face she had been treated very badly indeed.

Mona was taken to the middle of the circle and forced to her knees. She looked a little afraid and Amanda supposed she had every right to be.

The four attendants took up positions around Mona. Amanda looked on as all four opened their trousers and drew out their cocks. At the sight of it Mona whimpered a little. She obviously knew what was intended for her.

An order was called out and all four attendants took hold of their cocks. Amanda supposed she should observe their cocks for she had precious little experience in that regard.

Then one of the attendants began to urinate. Quickly the others joined in. There was a lot of piss and Amanda realised, with a sort of horror, that all of it was aimed at Mona. There were gasps and stifled cries all around the circle. None of the young women had ever witnessed such a thing before.

The attendants were aiming deliberately. Four fountains of piss were arcing up into the air and falling onto the helpless pupil. Amanda could hear the sound of piss falling onto Mona's head and her face and her shoulders. There was so much golden piss and Amanda was so close she was sure she could smell it. 

Mona was being showered in piss, soaked by the four men. Every last drop was deposited onto the poor young woman. As the force of their streams subsided each of the attendants stepped closer to Mona and continued to aim their dwindling streams onto her forehead and cheeks.

It was the most public degradation that any of the students could imagine. Mona had stayed still, on her knees, throughout and they all could hear her quiet sobs. The attendants put their cocks back inside their trousers. A voice thanked them for "assisting" and without another word they left the main hall.

One of the senior instructors stepped onto a low platform and began to speak. 

"You have just witnessed one of your fellow pupils being degraded publicly. The Board sanctioned this punishment because this pupil had failed to maintain the standards expected of you all. I suppose most of you know, but her breach was to ignore the instructions given to her class this week to perform homework tasks."

Amanda wanted to know what that was about. Someone whispered in reply. "She was in 'anal'. They were supposed to use their butt plugs each night and Mona didn't get herself ready for the final class." Amanda took special note of that. She knew she was rostered for "anal" in the coming week. Butt plugs didn't sound pleasant but Amanda would not fail to do her homework.

The speaker went on. "The Board decided on this punishment as an example to you of the importance of meeting the standards of Hanson House. We do not treat all breaches in this way. You are students and we expect you to make mistakes. But do not think you will get off lightly if you choose to ignore the commands of your instructors. Remember that obedience and service are the key to what you will achieve here and in your future life."

While this was going on Mona was left kneeling in the middle of a large puddle of piss. Amanda really could smell it and it wasn't pleasant at all. Much the worse for Mona who was covered in it. The attendants returned with mops and buckets to start cleaning up the mess. One of them roughly pulled Mona to her feet and the hapless student was led from the hall with every pair of eyes staring at her. 

With that, the entire group was dismissed. Everyone headed off to dinner, still muttering amongst themselves. Amanda fell in with Grace and another student, Julia. Of course they spoke of the scene they had just witnessed.

"I knew some of the classes would be challenging," said Amanda. "But if that is what the 'piss' class is about then I am not sure I should have chosen that as an elective."

"You can relax," spoke a woman instructor close by. "Piss play is rarely so brutal except for very experienced submissives. We always expect the person giving the shower, man or woman, to prepare themselves. Because it was a punishment the attendants didn't have to make their piss nice and clear. So Mona got the full treatment with all the taste and smell."

"I see..." Amanda muttered quietly, not really understanding at all.

"Mind you," continued the instructor, Mistress Paula, "I can tell you from my own experience its not all bad having several dominants pissing on you all at once." Amanda saw the big smile on her face. It was clear Mistress Paula had had a very enjoyable experience at one point. Amanda wondered if it could have been because she had been pissed on as Mona had been. Or maybe it was simply that Mistress Paula herself knew the contentment of service and obedience. Amanda wondered how long she would need to wait until she experienced that properly for herself.

That night a few of the instructors sat at the tables with the students. Some of the young women were keen to question the older women. Amanda was one of those who were most curious.

"Are the punishments always like that?"

"Oh no," replied Mistress Candace. "In fact, Mona was given a choice of punishments. The alternative was a heavy caning that would draw blood." At that news the students gasped in dismay.

Grace wanted to know if it was true that Mona had also been given to the third year males. Mistress Candace confirmed that it was.

"The male students have to learn how to give out punishments. I wasn't there myself but I am told the four who were chosen did a very fine job. It was in the final year common room and all the third year boys were there. They were very rough and made Mona choke and gag with their cocks. It did look to me that they had given her a lot of their cum on her face as well. One of her eyes was red and painful from some semen landing in there."

"Mistress," asked another student. "If the boys at Hanson House are training to be dominants, what about males learning to be submissives like us?"

"That is all done at our partner college, Chalmers House. The male students there have it much tougher than you do. Even the talented ones have to be broken mentally before they can properly serve as a submissive. I taught there for a short time. The young women there can be hesitant at first. But let me tell you that they soon learn to be very cruel."

Amanda wanted to know about the attendants. "Mistress, we're not supposed to have sex. I know eventually the older boys can make use of us sexually. Since the attendants help to give out punishments does that mean they will be allowed to use us as well?"

"Girls, the main thing is to always observe the rule about your virginity. Nothing is more important than making it to graduation with your cunt having never experienced a cock." Candace looked at the students and they all nodded to show they understood. 

"As you have been told, that's about discipline and self-control. But all the staff know we can't let you loose after graduation without experience with cocks. Even if you will end up with a female as your dominant you still need some expertise with handling cocks."

"Which is why the older students and the attendants are part of our training."

The Mistress nodded her head. "Part of your training needs those older boys to participate. They need to learn as well. What happens between the female students and the male students is tightly controlled by the staff. The attendants are a different matter. Next year the attendants will be allowed to use you. On every weekend the third year females are required to give sexual service to the attendants. Whatever and whenever they want."

Amanda found herself smiling at the prospect. She noticed a couple of the other women were looking a little disconcerted.

"There are still rules about what they can do," Mistress Candace assured them.

"They can't use our cunts."

"That is correct. At least they cannot use your cunt for their cocks. Fingers are acceptable. Also, remember they can put their cocks in any other place. That is why you need to follow your training and always do your homework. You don't want to get to third year and discover you still cannot perform anally."

The students all murmured in agreement. Most of them were already desperate to find out about cocks and how it would feel to take a man's weapon inside their holes. Their pity for poor Mona had lessened considerably. 

"What they did to Mona was for her own good obviously," said one of the students. Again everyone nodded and murmured in agreement. 

"It was a penance," said Mistress Candace. "At the same time it was another act of submission. Mona fell short in her studies but she still wanted to obey the staff and to give what service was demanded. So she took her punishment. And now you all know the penalties."

With that, the meal continued in relative quiet. The scene they had all witnessed was still strong in their minds. 

That night the students went to bed with a mixture of thoughts. Some prayed they'd never have to endure the kind of thing Mona had suffered. A few, however, lay awake imagining it was they who'd experienced such degradation.



Hanson House Ch. 04



Amanda presented herself for her first class in "anal" feeling excitement and trepidation. She'd thought about what the instructor had told the students at dinner. Being trained to serve a dominant with her bottom was important. Amanda was determined to master this skill because she knew she'd want to be able to serve and please in every way possible.

Still there was a concern about whether she could take a cock up her bum. She wasn't even sure about objects. Amanda had seen enough porn to know some women could manage it. There would be no regrets about being made to learn about anal play. Amanda just could not stand the idea of failure.

Again, there were two instructors present. This time Mistress Candace was in charge. There was also a male instructor - Master Stuart. Amanda reminded herself there would be a practical element to these lessons. She wondered whether that would mean the students would have to take Master Stuart's cock in their bums. That started her thinking about the older man's cock and how big it might be. Amanda had to force herself to focus when Mistress Candace started talking.

"Nearly all our students worry about anal. Some are even scared of it. That is unless you are one of those young women who has already spent time playing with your little hole and sticking things into it." Candace studied the faces of the students for a moment until she seemed satisfied that no-one in this group had done such a thing. "No matter. Its a completely healthy thing for a young woman to do."

"Let me stress to you that it is a completely normal thing for a woman to experience anal. Vanilla women can enjoy anal sex, so why not you my dears. A submissive expects to have her anus used by her dominant." She smiled at them.

"You will give your anal passage to your dominant so that you can serve them totally. I am sure I don't need to explain that any further." The students all shook their heads. 

"Your dominant can choose to use your back passage whether they are male or female. The male will, of course, want to introduce his cock to your passage because he will receive direct physical pleasure from it. His cock will feel so much pleasure in your bottoms. It will feel very different from using your cunt or your mouth."

Candace paused briefly. "Being used anally of course is not just about total submission. I want you to tell me the other reasons why your future dominant might want to fuck you in the bottom."

The students shuffled uneasily. One, Kris, spoke up to offer "Mistress, its to give the submissive a feeling of humiliation. Sometimes humiliation is what a submissive needs to feel." Both instructors smiled and nodded their agreement. Candace pointed out that "if there is any humiliation involved it can be enhanced, especially if your dominant chooses to allow others to use you anally".

Was there any other reason? Another student spoke. "Anal sex is considered by many people to be dirty and taboo. Having our back passage used regularly reminds us as submissives that w are beneath our Master."

Candace smiled again. "That is sort of true. It also explains why both male and female dominants are likely to want to use your back passage."

"Do not forget either," she continued, "that your dominant may wish to give you pleasure from time to time. A lot of women enjoy sexual pleasure from being used anally. One or two of you might even learn to orgasm from being fucked in your arse." That brought looks of surprise from the students and another big smile from Candace.

As the class really got underway they were all required to remove their skirts. Then the students were made to pair-up and their first lesson was how to inspect the anus. Each student was required to bend over and pull their butt cheeks apart so their partner could look closely and touch their anus with their fingers. 

That first activity was humiliating for all the students but they didn't flinch. Accepting humiliation of this sort would become totally normal for them in the future.

There were seven students in the class. Due to the odd number Candace chose to partner with Amanda. Master Stuart then moved about the room, watching how the students were performing and giving small tips to help them improve. Amanda felt pride at being able to spread her arse cheeks for the lovely Mistress. Sensing that Stuart was behind her, watching, gave the young woman an extra twinge of excitement. 

Then everyone was required to swap places. "We like to start with getting you accustomed to being touched back there," explained Candace. "There is no reason why you young women should not also learn how to touch others as well." Those who had inspected now had to bend and spread. Amanda found herself staring at the butthole of the lovely Candace. She enjoyed it very much. Amanda also saw the older woman's cunt lips poking out from between the instructor's thighs. She thought of the "masturbation" class and wondered how often the Mistress gave herself such pleasures.

Next the students were sent to the side of the classroom where a table held some small tubs containing strange instruments. "Hygiene is a critical element to successful anal play. With a trusted partner it is a simpler matter. However, most of you will not have given your passages a proper clean this morning. While you are in this class we will always ensure you are properly cleaned so as to protect everyone."

For that reason the students were introduced to the rubber douches placed on the table. Candace gave careful instructions on how to fill the bulbs with water of the correct temperature. The students were shown how to apply a small amount of lube to the tip. Then they were instructed on how to introduce the douche into the anus of their fellow pupil.

"Go slow at first. Do that every time you squeeze the bulb. Once the anus adjusts you can use some extra force. Also be sure you find the direction of the anal passage. You need to insert the tip along the length of the back passage and not make a new hole inside your classmate."

Again everyone had to take turns kneeling and being penetrated. Everyone had to hold still as they felt the warm water being squirted into their bowels. There were a few sounds of surprise. The students were novices at anal activity but none of them had ever imagined receiving even a simple enema. Amanda went first and stuck her arse out proudly so she could receive her first ever anal insertion.

Everyone took at least three loads of water and then had to suffer the terrible indignity of shitting it out into shallow buckets. The sounds were terrible and the smell was almost as bad. Someone let out a huge burst of wind and that caused a fit of giggling amongst the students.

Attendants came in and changed the buckets. Amanda wondered what they must make of the sight of all these semi-naked young women sticking rubber nozzles into their bottoms.

Amanda also had to take her turn learning how to administer an anal douche to Candace. Luckily it seemed the instructor had no qualms about being exposed and allowing a student to penetrate her bum. Amanda gave it her total concentration but she seemed to master the task easily enough. It helped that Stuart came over to offer some words of encouragement.

"You may feel a little sexual arousal while being cleaned," Candace told them. "Again, this is completely healthy. You might want to practice this method when cleaning yourself in the shower each morning. It will also assist you later on when you will learn how to receive a full enema."

Everyone moved back to the centre of the room before Candace resumed her instruction. "Cleaning is something that will become part of your daily routine. Or your Dom may wish to clean you. You'll learn more about that with enemas next year." The instructor had the students make up their pairs again.

"The best way to start anal play is to prepare the anus to accept being penetrated. Obviously you young ladies can expect to be receiving the penetration. But as you have learned already, at Hanson House we prepare you to give and receive. So you will now practice licking and being licked on your clean anus."

At a signal from the Mistress half the women bent over their chairs and the other knelt behind them. These were special chairs and they allowed the students easily to bend forward and display their buttholes. Amanda went first and eagerly pulled her arse cheeks apart before Candace gave the order.

"The tip of your tongue on the anus, ladies. We will learn about full rimjobs in another class. Today you are just giving a gentle tongue fuck. Get plenty of your saliva on your tongue and wiggle the tip of your tongue on top of the anus. Take it slow when you are licking the anus because you want to get it warm and soft and ready."

Everyone had to lick and be licked several times. It was a disgusting act for most of them. Yet the students soon learned that they enjoyed it, the giving almost as much as the receiving. The fact they were in front of a group of women and holding their bottoms wide open no longer mattered as much as the act of arse licking.

The girl next to Amanda gave a soft moan as her anus felt her partner's tongue. Candace offered that "of course this is also a good way to receive some initial pleasure ahead of being fucked in your bottom".

Amanda moaned, too. She couldn't help it. Obviously the older woman was very experienced and knew exactly what she was doing. Amanda had never touched her own anus and now she wished that she had. Amanda hoped that an obedient submissive would be licked there on a regular basis.

When they swapped Amanda rushed to get into position for the Mistress. It was so erotic to watch the older woman spread her own butt cheeks. Amanda didn't hesitate to stick her tongue against the little brown hole. She tried to deposit as much saliva as she could and, in between licks, she tried to force the tip of her tongue into the anal opening. Mistress Candace moaned just a little and that made Amanda smile at her achievement.

Master Stuart took a turn as well. His role was to receive a tongue fuck from the students. He stripped off and positioned himself on a chair. The young women were nearly beside themselves. Some of them had ever been so close to a naked adult man before this. 

"Never mind his cock", scolded Mistress Candace. "This class is about anal, not cock worship. Its important you are comfortable licking a man's arse as well. You need to know a man can enjoy it the same as you because one day you might find it is required of you."

The pupils lined up to take their turns. Each member of the class was permitted to give a long, slow licking to the male instructor. It was their responsibility to gently spread the male instructor's cheeks. This was a reminder that even in these special classes the males were superior and they, the prospective submissives, had to provide proper service. Every one of them was smiling broadly when she finished her turn. None of them failed to notice Master Stuart had a raging hard-on.

"Right get back to your pairs," ordered Candace. "Pull on a latex glove and apply a small amount of lube to your index fingers." As the girls complied the instructor continued. "Gloves are an important hygiene measure for both the giver and the receiver. We will always use them in class. Outside of class, you and your partner may choose not to use them. I assume your dominants will generally not use gloves."

The "receivers" all took up their positions on their chairs. Everyone knew what was about to happen. Candace gave the order and half of the students pressed their index finger against the exposed anus of a classmate. Once more there were soft moans as the young women responded to having their smallest holes subjected to a sensual touch.

"Use your fingertip just the same as you used your tongue," called out the instructor. "Its just the same. We want the anus soft and pliable. Ready for penetration. Slow and gentle rubbing against the orifice is what we need."

It occurred to Amanda that her cunt was so close to the Mistress' finger she could just as easily finger both holes. She tried to put that thought out of her mind. The trouble was that when the students swapped positions Amanda was now rubbing her finger against the anus of her instructor and had the same thought - if only she could finger both holes at once.

Fortunately the distraction didn't seem to affect Amanda's technique on the Mistress' anus. That might have been cause enough for some kind of punishment. Amanda noticed that the older woman's anus seemed to move in response to the gentle lapping. It was almost as if it was opening and closing, winking at her, inviting her in deeper. She tried to put it out of her mind and concentrate on her task.

Once everyone had had several turns rubbing a fellow student's butthole, Mistress Candace decided the class was ready to go to the next step.

"What do you think Master Stuart? They're all doing very well. We might try a little finger penetration."

"I agree," said Master Stuart. "It seems all the students have the knack of using just enough pressure. I think it would be good to see how well they can accept an intrusion."

Candace called all the students to attention. "Right, this usually is something we leave for the second lesson in this class. But you seem a very talented group so we instructors have decided to jump ahead." The women all looked at each other with small grins. 

"Fresh gloves everyone," called Mistress Candace. "Just a little bit of lube again. If you can manage this step OK then you'll be permitted to try it on other girls in the class. Please remember to use a new glove for each anus."

Amanda and the others resumed their positions on their special chairs. They reached back to spread their cheeks wide. Then, with each one holding their breath, the "givers" slowly pressed their fingertips against the arsehole of a fellow student.

"Go slowly," called out Candace. "Each of you will now slowly, slowly and gently, force the tip of your finger into the anus." There was a pause while each student complied. The slight moans and the sounds of movement told of the reactions of the students as they had their arseholes penetrated for the first time. Not Amanda though. She had to wait while Mistress Candace supervised the other students. 

"Good. Some very tiny movements now. Wiggle the fingertip in the anus. Do it slowly. stretch her a little and let her get used to having something inserted in there."

Someone close to Amanda cursed and she supposed that classmate wasn't enjoying her first anal experience.

"Ladies who are receiving," called out the instructor, "might want to rub their clitoris. The extra sexual stimulation will be good for you and also might distract you a little from any discomfort."

The cursing and moaning seemed to stop but some heavy breathing could be heard. The clitoral play must have been doing the trick. It meant the students were no longer holding their arse cheeks open, but for novices the clitoral pleasure was more important. Amanda, still waiting her turn, wondered if she was also supposed to be touching herself.

"Good," continued the Mistress. "You ladies using your fingers need to listen closely. If you concentrate you will feel the anus begin to soften ever so slightly. That means it is ready for the next step. With experience you will be able to finger the anus easily. However, this being your first time we will use a different method."

The instructor spoke slowly and clearly. "The receivers will push out, as if you are trying to empty your bowels in the toilet. The givers, when you feel the anus move, that is your signal to press your finger in deeper. This time up to the second knuckle."

To Amanda it all made anal seem so complicated. At the same time it made anal seem even more enticing. If the skills were so difficult to master then they would be prized even more highly by a dominant. Ever ambitious, Amanda knew somehow she would become an anal expert so as to win the highest grades at Hanson House and be the best prepared for her future role.

"Keep rubbing those clits my dears," called out Candace. It was time for the fingers to be inserted fully. All the pupils held their breath once more as Candace called out "now ladies, push out now". Three young women moved their muscles as if trying to expel their shit and three more pressed their fingers further into the open anal cavities.

There were groans of protest, perhaps even pain. "Work those clits young ladies. Remember, if you need a distraction you need to play with your clit to increase your sexual response to penetration."

The instructors had assured the women that it was natural to be penetrated "back there". It didn't feel that way for the students taking something in their bottoms for the first time. Inside those virgin holes the fingers of their classmates felt hard and cruel. The stretching brought a dull pain, if only for a few seconds. Everyone was aware of being vulnerable to the woman behind them who was forcing their finger into that small place.

Whatever was being done, Amanda could hear only the groans of protest as three young rectums were opened and tormented by foreign objects. "Alright ladies, your fingers should be fully inside the anus and the rectum," said Mistress Candace. 

"In a moment the muscles will begin to relax as the passage starts to become accustomed to being filled in this way. That is the time to give a little extra stimulation so you will give some pleasure to them. Slowly try to stroke your finger in her anus. You only need to move a few millimetres because you are all still learning."

Mistress Candace placed her fingertip against Amanda's puckered little hole. She leaned down close to Amanda's ear. "You too, my little dear. Push out for me now."

Amanda did as she was bid and instantly felt the instructor push a finger all the way into her little hole. There was a sharp pain as her sphincters were forced open too quickly. She knew Candace had inserted her whole finger in one single thrust. Her groan was of surprise as much as discomfort. The instructor whispered in her ear. "You are a talented student I am told. I know you can take more than the others even on your first time."

The pupil knew that the instructor was right. The tiny sense of panic had dissolved as quickly as the pain in her bottom had faded. She had taken a whole finger. Her arsehole had been filled up. The sensations were so alien but Amanda realised that this was only the beginning. 

"Push out again now my lovely. Lets see how much you really can take."

Amanda obeyed again and this time she felt something larger invade her delicate backdoor. With a small grunt she took two fingers in her bottom. The pain this time was sharper but again passed quickly. Fortunately for Amanda the instructor had used a little more lube with the extra finger. Amanda placed one hand on her clit and began to rub it hard. It helped to banish the pain more quickly. 

What Amanda felt most of all was the sensation of needing to use the toilet. There was no lasting pain. Actually, to be stretched in this way was rather pleasant for the young woman. She had been shocked to have two fingers jammed into her rectum without warning. As she became accustomed to the invaders, she realised it was rather a pleasant sensation to feel so full back there.

Soon the students were ordered to swap places. The entire routine was repeated. Mistress Candace went to supervise again. 

The strange thing was that Amanda was not allowed to change position. For her it seemed there would be no chance to practice administering a finger to a student's anus. Amanda was about to enquire as to the reason when she felt Master Stuart touching her hole. 




Hanson House Ch. 04



He didn't wait for the others. Deftly he penetrated Amanda. It took her breath away so she had no way to complain. She could only accept the awkwardness of, again, having two fingers inserted into her once virgin rectum. His fingers were thicker and the sensations were less comfortable this time. Amanda resorted again to rubbing her clit. 

Off to the side one of the young women was sobbing softly. It was Susie and it seemed she was unlikely to fulfill Mistress Candace's prediction about women achieving orgasm from anal. The instructors decided to give her a little extra distraction. A large dildo was chosen and pushed deep inside Susie's mouth. The poor girl almost choked and her eyes flew wide open in fear. At least it stopped her crying.

Everyone was then ordered to swap gloves and change pairs. Each student would have her anus fingered a second time by another member of the class. This time Candace ordered that the woman on the chair would present her anus and ask her colleague to "please finger my arse for me". The added humiliation of being forced to ask to be penetrated actually increased their excitement.

Amanda was fingered alternately by the instructors. She had clearly been singled out for special attention. Amanda had no idea why and she could only hope it was not because of some failing or defect on her part. Her anus got a little sore and that might have been intended as a punishment. Still, the stretching and rubbing did feel rather good.

Finally the instructors were satisfied with the performance of the class. Candace addressed them once they had cleaned up.

"Well done class. We're very happy with your progress. Some groups don't get to do insertions until the second lesson. Most of you have really excelled so far." Everyone knew this was a reference to poor Susie.

"On the table by the door you will find a set of butt plugs. These are only of novice size. We'll work up to larger sizes later on. Each of you needs to take a plug back to your room. You need to practice tonight. Try some lube and use the toy to pierce your anus. Do it several times. Once you get loose you might want to use some extra lube and try the same motion as a finger sliding in and out."

Candace closed with a final instruction. "You need to wear a butt plug for at least one hour each night. If it gets too much you can masturbate. In fact, anyone who gets the desire is free to masturbate and climax while they are wearing their plugs."

With that the class was dismissed. Everyone put on their skirts and headed for the door - except for Amanda. Mistress Candace signalled that she was to remain behind. As soon as the door was shut Amanda found out why.

"You did not get to finger any buttholes today. Well, we cannot have that for a student as talented as you. Let me get ready for you and you can practice on me." With that the instructor stripped off completely and took up position on one of the chairs. Amanda moved closer, hesitantly. "Its all fine my dear. A little extra tuition for you is definitely called for."

Amanda went to grab a glove. "No no," said the instructor. "I prefer to feel your skin. Just make sure you get your fingers nice and wet. Finger my cunt a little to help you. I know you've already had your 'lesbian' class," she said with a dirty grin. Amanda watched as Candace pulled her arse cheeks wide to show both her holes.

The student knelt down and did as she was instructed, fingering Candace's wet cunt just as she had learnt the previous week. Soon her fingers were covered in juices and she could hear the clear sounds of pleasure from the instructor. This was like her visit to Mistress Rose's office, only better. 

"Lick me, lick my chute", moaned Candace. Amanda once again followed the command and tried her best to lick the instructor's anus just as she'd been shown during the lesson. She noticed that the older woman's hole spasmed, opening and closing as Amanda lapped at her.

"Do it now," panted Candace. "Give me your fingers you little bitch." Amanda heard the word "fingers" and slowly pressed two digits against the wet anus. 

"Go slow. Remember what I taught you. Open me up and then you can do me hard." Amanda pressed gently and watched as Mistress Candace's anus stretched and gave way. She kept shoving, slowly and smoothly. The instructor groaned aloud as if in pain. But Amanda knew better than to stop. She maintained her pressure, inserting her two think fingers until they were jammed in that tiny hole, buried well past her second knuckles.

"Oh fuck yes. You are a good student, like I said." Candace reached down and started to rub her own clit. Amanda was fascinated and tried to watch what the Mistress was doing. Candace pinched at her clit and tried to slide her fingers into her cunt. The effect was to make her suddenly more vocal.

"Yes, yes... now go harder."

"Mistress your anus is so tight."

"Finger me you little bitch," she cried out harshly. "Fuck my shit hole with your fingers!"

Amanda, still on her knees, obeyed and began to force her fingers harder and deeper into the instructor's brown hole. Amanda noticed that suddenly the little hole loosened further. She was impressed that her instructor had been right, that the anus would quickly adjust to accommodate the invasion. Amanda could smell Candace's well-stretched arsehole as well as her arousal. It was a heady mix for the young woman and she tried her best to pump her two fingers into her instructor's orifice. 

Candace was panting more loudly. She demanded still more and Amanda responded by really forcing her digits into the older woman's dirty little hole. She felt her own arousal and the way she got so much sexual pleasure from giving service to the instructors.

When Candace came she let out a long cry of pain and threw her head way back. Amanda saw the extra wetness come oozing from the instructor's cunt. She felt the way Candace pushed her hips back to obtain maximum purchase on the student's fingers. It was only when she saw the Mistress waving her hands that Amanda finally stopped reaming the older woman's backdoor.

Amanda stayed on her knees for several minutes until Candace seemed to regain her composure. "That was very well done," breathed Candace. "I was told you were a talented student." Amanda wasn't sure what she meant by that but took it as a compliment.

"Thank you Mistress Candace. Thank you for the extra tuition. I am enjoying your class very much." She wondered if the instructor would see that her own cunt was soaking wet as well.

"You'd better go clean up," said Candace. "Then you should get off to your room."

"Thank you Mistress. I'll get my butt plug as well."

"No no. Not those ones. Reach into the box under the table. You'll find what you need in there."

Once she had cleaned her hands and put on her skirt Amanda found what she was looking for. The toys in that box were noticeably larger. Selecting one of those toys would have been scary if she'd not already felt two fingers in her anus.

Amanda showed it to Mistress Candace. "Yes that's better," said her instructor. "Someone so talented as you needs something better than those beginner toys. Make sure you use it tonight. You'll need it by the end of the week."

With that, Amanda was dismissed. She returned to her room with her head spinning. It had been the weirdest and most extreme sort of class Amanda could ever have imagined. She'd had her arse used by the two older instructors. She had discovered that perhaps anal would be pleasurable for her in the future.

What really played on Amanda's mind, however, was what plans Mistress Candace might have in store for her. This might prove to be a long week.



Hanson House Ch. 05



Later that week, in their bedroom after dinner, Amanda was pressed by her friends to show what she'd been learning in "anal" classes. She pulled out her latest butt plug. By mid-week the instructors had moved the students up several sizes of plug. They were learning how to accept gradually more and more in their anal passages. Thanks to Mistress Candace, the plug Amanda was given was the biggest of everyone in her class. She passed it around to her roommates and watched their eyes widen.

"You already can fit this into your bottom?" asked Jas. "Its so big."

"You just have to, you know," replied Amanda gently. "One day I'll be given to someone who will use my backdoor whenever they want. I really want to be ready for giving service like that."

"I heard the instructors use fingers and finish with something full-size."

Amanda nodded. "You know, it feels better than you expect," she explained. "Sometimes it also make you feel like you want to go sit on the toilet. But even that feels kind of nice in a way."

"Still not quite the size of a good cock," grunted Lisbeth. Everyone knew Lis had the most practical experience with cocks. 

"Yeah but its big," offered Grace. "Probably more than I could fit into my tight little butt," she added with a laugh.

"That goes double for me," muttered Jas. "I'm so small that a real man would probably damage me." For Jas, "damage' wasn't her greatest concern. She knew that some graduates of Hanson House had to wait months or even years to be assigned to their first Dom. The little Filipina was as competitive as the others and she feared being left behind her roommates.

"This still isn't the biggest we will get," continued Amanda. "At the end of the week the instructors have promised us a proper butt fuck with something even larger than this one."

"Real cocks?" Lis demanded to know.

"I don't know but maybe not. We only have one male instructor in this class. Unless maybe they bring in some attendants."

Everyone fell silent for a moment, contemplating what it would be like to have so many men present with their erect cocks. The fear of anal sex shared by the roommates was met with a lust to experience a man inside them.

Amanda took back her butt plug and found her bottle of lube. She had already completed the requirement to wear the plug for at least one hour. It had nestled nicely inside her before and all during that evening's dinner. The shape and size of this toy meant it hurt when she inserted it. Once it was properly fitted, however, Amanda found she quite enjoyed the feeling of warmth and bulk in her rectum.

"I have to play with it in my arse now. 'Anal' is another class where we get homework. I thought you'd like to watch me since Lis will be showing us her vibrator again tonight." There were grins all around the room. Lisbeth was, indeed, completing the "masturbation" class that same week. She'd already fucked her cunt as a show for her roommates the previous night. 

"Having to move that thing in and out of your back hole would hurt after a time," suggested Lis. "My cunt gets good and wet but what about your arsehole?"

Amanda reported that this was true. "We use lots of spit and some lube as well. But the instructors are really good. We get little rests in class and some extra soothing. The instructors make us all tongue fuck one another when they think we need a break."

"That's the same as we do in rimjobs," said Jas. "The instructors told us it would give us a headstart when we get to do anal."

Amanda nodded to confirm what Jas had been told. "I hear you use the small rubber douches as well. The instructors in anal are really big on hygiene and it must be the same in rimming."

All that time Amanda had been undressing. It was normal by now for the students to be naked in front of one another. Amanda was the only one of this group who had not fully exhibited herself to her roommates. The others all smiled to see her young, slim body and her large breasts.

Grace stripped off too. She had already shown her willingness to perform in front of an audience. Grace had turned into the extrovert of this group and part of the reason for her confidence was her extra large breasts. They meant she had long been accustomed to getting extra attention. Grace's class that week was "deep throat".

The instructors had already impressed on the young women that a man's cock was a glorious thing. The women had to learn to accept it in all their holes. Their cunts were designed to swallow an entire cock but a young submissive woman should strive to honour a male dominant by learning to take as much of his length as she could manage into her mouth.

"Its the same thing", Grace told the group. "We started with small dildos and today we got up to really big ones. Its getting really challenging but the instructors say we won't often find a cock any bigger than that."

"How come you don't get homework?" Jas asked. "Do you just take a big cock in your mouth and that's it?"

"I have been doing a little extra practice on my own but your throat does hurt. The instructors told us to get used to that feeling because its important to focus on our breathing," said Grace. "I guess I did OK at first. Up to the size of a six inch cock I've been able to fit it all in. Though I usually end up coughing and choking every lesson. We all do."

"How big will they get?" asked Jas with eyes wide. Grace wasn't sure.

"Today I could really feel the tip of the dildo resting inside my throat. It was hard work but I concentrated really hard and I was able to let my throat open up a little to take in the cock. It is a lot harder when the instructors use their strap-ons on us."

"Their what?" demanded Jas.

"You don't know? Its a harness a woman wears, leather or whatever. She puts a belt around her waist. A dildo goes in the front and sticks out like a cock. That way the woman can fuck just like a man." Jas hadn't watched much porn before coming to Hanson House.

"The instructors use them on us when we're in class. They already did it once to give us an idea of what to expect later on. Supposedly its better because its more realistic. The angle is like a real cock and the thrusting is more real than us inserting the dildo slowly." Grace stood up and thrust her hips to give everyone a visual demonstration. 

"I just try to swallow as much as I can by thinking about a real man and his cock and what it will feel like. I don't know if I want to wait much longer to find out from those third year boys." Everyone nodded, trying to imagine the sight and the feel of having a man fuck their mouths so hard that his cock would enter their throats.

"Our instructors will use strap-ons for the last class. They want us to take large cocks right past the entrance to our throats. I hope it doesn't end up in me having to vomit." Everyone laughed at that thought.

By then Amanda had climbed into position on the bed. On hands and knees she had her arse sticking out for the others to see. Everyone was looking at her, which made Amanda feel slutty and aroused at the same time. The lube was applied. She dropped her shoulders to the bed so her hands were free. One hand reached back to grab an arse cheek so as to open her a little. 

In truth this was not the easiest position to insert a plug into her anus. But on this night it was the show that counted. Amanda positioned the tip of the plug against her anus. She was aware the others were watching intently. In the corner of her eye Jas had covered her mouth with her hand.

Amanda was experienced at this now and so was her little opening. She casually pressed the plug into her anus and felt again the pleasant sensation of her arse opening up to accept the intruder. There was a slight wince as the widest part of the plug went past her sphincters but that, too, was familiar enough. Amanda felt her usual sense of triumph to have filled her back passage. Doing it in front of her roommates was a naughty bonus. 

"That is pretty amazing," whispered Jas.

Amanda went on with her show. Holding the base of the plug, she gently wiggled the invader back and forth. She knew well enough by now what to do. At the same time Amanda brought her other hand to her cunt and began to flick her fingers across her hardening clit. She stifled a moan of pleasure, happy to act so crudely for the enjoyment of the others.

Then Amanda started to fuck her anal passage. She was excited to show the others how well her anus had been trained already. She used only small movements, enough to give extra stimulation to the nerve endings bundled so tightly around her tiny passage. 

Mistress Candace had explained how great pleasure could come from the sensations of a toy or a cock as it stroked the delicate membranes inside the arsehole. Which was just as well because a male with his cock inside the rectum would want to thrust and ream the tiny passage. Amanda understood she needed to learn to accept having her back passage fucked and stroked by a cock. 

After a few moments, however, Amanda was confident that she had done enough. She knew she would need to preserve her passage for class the next day. Besides, she hadn't quite reached the point of being able to orgasm from anal play.

Amanda carefully withdrew the toy from her abused hole. Jas gasped "jesus your hole stays open even after the thing comes out."

Lis took over then, exhibiting her masturbation skills. She quickly had her vibrator buried deep in her cunt. Across the room Jas was on her bed and she was stark naked as well. Without urging Jas had decided she would join the others in their play. Using her own toy, she started fucking her cunt with her usual two-handed grip to shove the toy hard into her swollen cunt. Jas had confessed that before Hanson House she'd never used a vibrator or even fingers inside her cunt. For Jasminda the "masturbation" class had been a licence to bring herself off as often as she liked.

In a few moments Lis was moaning. As the others watched Lis pinched and twisted her nipples. It looked painful to the others but the longer Lis went the louder her moans got. The others all knew Lis was the most relaxed of them all when it came to sex and to performance. Amanda and Grace had discussed Lis's masturbation and agreed she had acquired a lot more experience in that department as well.

Grace noticed the way Amanda looked at the two roommates with their toy cocks. "I think you'd like to help them," she grinned at Amanda. "Maybe the lesbian class was just right for you."

"I am not allowed to help them," retorted Amanda, laughing. "But I'd help you any time. You have the most wonderful breasts."

Grace put her hands under her tits, lifting and squeezing them together. She locked eyes with Amanda, knowing her little display would have an effect on her roommate.

"Just how big are they?"

"Almost an E-cup. And yes, they've been that way since I was about fifteen and I have always received plenty of attention from boys." Actually, that wasn't the full story. For the last couple of years Grace had noticed plenty of older men ogling her. It had felt creepy at first and then she'd started to enjoy the idea they liked her tits so much. Grace had been unaware of it, but that had been the first stirring of her submissive side. Her ample bust had been bringing some extra attention inside Hanson House as well.

Amanda admitted her tits were nothing to complain about. She measured at C-cup and a little more. They were firm and round and Amanda knew she could give any of those "page three" models a run for their money. She'd long thought her nipples too big but had seen so many bare breasts in the previous two weeks that those worries had receded.

Across the room Lisbeth had finally decided she'd cum for them enough for one night. The roommates were chatting quietly but none took their eyes off the lovely Danish beauty. Everyone smiled at Lis as a "thank you" for her performance. Lis returned the compliment by letting them watch as she licked all of her wetness from the toy. 

"I am glad we weren't chosen for Hanson House based on our bust size," complained Jas. "Look at mine. So small compared to all of you."

The roommates all protested Jas' negative assessment of her tits. Their size fitted her tiny frame, after all. Her beautiful brown skin made it impossible to take one's eye of her tits. The dark nipples hardened quickly whenever she was aroused.

Amanda ignored the rule against sexual contact and reached over to Jas. "Like lovely brown mangoes," she said to Jas, feeling the soft skin and the weight. All the roommates agreed that Jas could be proud of her small boobs.

The four young women were sitting naked on their beds. It seemed a natural state of affairs for them now. The comments from Jas had them all wondering as to why exactly each had been chosen for Hanson House. Lis was quite clear on the reasons in her case. 

"We Scandinavians are known to be relaxed about sex. Also we don't have many boundaries so almost anything goes with us. That stereotype is very true." She looked around carefully at the others.

"Actually, I have known for a long time I wanted to enter this place." The others all demanded to be told how that could be possible. They'd only just started becoming aware of their submissive desires.

"My cousin is a little older than me. She graduated from here only two years ago. One day I was walking past her bedroom and I overheard her tell her boyfriend that she was his to use. Once I walked in to her room by accident and saw her on her knees sucking another boy. Another time she didn't know I was watching. She let a guy push her onto her knees and she pulled out his cock and sucked him too.

"I spoke to my mother about this. She told me a little and then she suggested I needed to do my own research. I discovered this thing called submission. I discovered dominance as well of course." She giggled at that. "Straight away I knew I was excited about being submissive. I didn't know about Hanson House at that time. I just knew I would take every opportunity I could find.

"It might even be genetic," Lisbeth continued. "Yes, truly. I think about the way my mother looks at my father and I am sure she is his submissive. I know she likes being fucked in her rear because she made a comment to my father once when she thought I wasn't listening."

The friends all giggled about that for a time. They all tried to assess what the governors of Hanson House had seen in them, that they warranted an invitation to join such a special college. None of them really knew the answer and eventually it was time to get some sleep. Every day at Hanson House was demanding and had the potential for surprise. They all wanted to be ready.

In fact, the rest of the week proceeded much as they'd expected. Jas was made to perform a series of rimjobs back-to-back. She licked the arse crack and the anus of every other student in her class, without rest, and then tongued the rosebuds of her two instructors as they spoke softly to one another and wrote notes about Jas' performance.

It left her jaw and her tongue aching. Jas bore the discomfort the best spirit she could. She was still worried that she'd not be assigned or be forced to wait untold years till she was given to a Dominant. In the meantime, however, the lovely Filipina got to enjoy having her backdoor licked and pleasured by five of her classmates.

Lisbeth had eagerly fucked herself in front of the entire class, using her vibrator and her preferred method of abusing her own nipples. With her previous sexual experience Lis found it easy to relax and allow herself to climax in front of the group. In fact she was grateful to have attended "masturbation" that week. She'd been encouraged, ordered, to bring herself off as many times as possible. Up to that point Lisbeth had been wondering ever more desperately about when she'd be able to resume her normal habits.

The instructors noted how well Lis had followed everything she'd been told that week. They gave her good scores in their written report. There was no doubting the power of her orgasms. Still, they could not have helped but notice that Lis wasn't fully engaged in the activity. Lis was thinking more and more about when she'd be able once more to get her hands, and her mouth, onto a live cock.

In "deepthroat", Grace had had the disadvantage that there was little sexual pleasure in trying to swallow a rubber cock. Still, it did at least have a shape and size like a man's shaft. Having her throat used by a female instructor wearing a strap-on was a fun challenge for the same reason. 

As it was, Grace shined in class and managed, with some choking and gagging, to accept into her throat the entire length of the fake cocks wielded by the instructors. They had taken turns to put Grace on her knees and have her wrap her lips around their rubber cocks. First one and then the other had fucked the young woman's mouth, steadily working deeper as Grace allowed her jaw and her throat to relax for them. Each of them held her face just as a man would, swinging their hips so they could slowly piston their cocks in and out of the mouth of their busty student. In turn the instructors had pushed beyond the opening to Grace's throat. 

The obedient student had, of course, performed just as she'd been instructed all week. A little afraid still, she had stayed on her knees despite repeated coughing and choking on her part. A couple of other students were reduced to vomiting as they struggled to accept that extra inch. Grace never wavered, however, while each of the women thrust their hips and fucked her throat. The instructors noted in their reports how her neck had bulged very nicely around the tip of their cocks. 

Imagining it was a real cock with a real man on the end was, indeed, really helpful for Grace in getting high marks. Two of the other students would have received only low marks as they failed to take the full thrusting administered by the instructors. Grace was buoyed further when the instructors suggested she could be a candidate for "special duties". It was the practice for Hanson House to give additional training to some graduates, especially those still waiting to be assigned. That meant a possibility of older cocks for the students chosen to assist.

For Amanda, in "anal", the week had a very intense finale. For the last class all the students had stripped naked and then administered a douche to themselves and to a colleague. They had been ordered to lick and gently finger one another in their bottoms. These preparations were rounded-out with the application of a little lube to everyone's little hole. Then they were ordered to ready themselves on the special chairs used for that class. It put them into the classic "doggy style", as Amanda knew well. 

The whole class was excited and nervous. They all felt a strange tingling in the mass of nerve endings clustered around their anal passages. All the second year students regarded "anal" as one of the most difficult classes. This group was about to prove its proficiency at this most important skill.

Mistress Candace and Master Stuart had been joined by two other female instructors. All of them were soon naked and wearing their strap-ons. The students had only the barest knowledge of these devices but they looked fearsome. Amanda wondered to herself why male instructors with their cocks weren't used for the final lesson. It seemed harsh after a week of effort to be denied their first introduction to the male weapon but Amanda told she herself it was all part of the training she was receiving.

Each student was to receive a bumfuck from each of the female instructors. To pass this final session each of the young women would have to accept an arsefuck three times over. They expected the instructors to go hard and really abuse their tender passages.




Hanson House Ch. 05



At a command from Candace the three women began to penetrate the students. The younger women knew well to maintain their positions for the duration. They held their arse cheeks wide apart as the instructors moved among them. Each young arsehole was taken in turn, the instructors pausing only for fresh condom and lube. It was like a mass anal rape as the instructors moved from hole to hole simply to plunge their rubber cocks deep once again.

The older women wielded their strap-ons with considerable experience and easily replicated the action of a real "live" cock. There was no ceremony. Everyone was well accustomed by that point to the sensations of having their rectum reamed by a foreign object. 

Amanda was made to wait before she was penetrated. She had time to listen to the soft moans and groans of the pupils. Some of them really enjoyed those sensations but Amanda found the noise to be arousing, no matter whether they showed pleasure or pain. All the students felt humiliation as they were arsefucked in public by those rubber cocks. Next to Amanda, a woman called Jane sounded as if she was actually on the verge of orgasm.

One of the new instructors was the first to reach Amanda. She looked quite young. With her hand she gently patted the student's bottom. Then she ran her fingers slowly along the young slit. Amanda knew her cunt was damp and she was embarrassed by that. It would have been OK for Mistress Candace to find her like that but she didn't know this new instructor. 

In the corner of her eye Amanda saw the new Mistress fit a different dildo into her harness. It looked above-average size for a cock. Amanda was sure it was a larger size than the other students had taken. It had been the same all week and Mistress Candace had never explained why.

Amanda was expecting to feel the pressure of a dildo against her anus. She got a shock when instead she felt a lovely soft tongue. She tried to look around and could see that it was Mistress Candace. Amanda tried not to moan like a common whore but it was so difficult as the skilled Mistress prepped her back door. She finished with a soft kiss on Amanda's cheeks.

The young student felt totally ready now, which was just as well. The initial penetration caused a stab of pain. Her young anus still wasn't ready for an invader of that size. Still a novice, her face tightened into a grimace. But Amanda stifled her cry, determined to succeed at being arsefucked. 

As usual, masturbation helped greatly and Amanda dropped one hand to her clit to help ease the cock into her backside. The pain subsided and, working on her little button, she soon began to experience a gentle pleasure.

Now, taking a fake cock from behind, Amanda was learning the real feeling of being arse fucked. With barely a pause the instructor started to thrust the dildo in and out of Amanda's arse. The angle of the penetration, the force she felt, even the rhythm of the thrusting, were all so different than someone using their fingers or holding a toy. This would be the way it felt when a man screwed her little hole. 

She didn't know if she'd ever really enjoy anal sex but at least Amanda knew for sure it was an act she would be able to perform whenever it was required. 

The instructor thrust into her bowels for several minutes. The movement inside her channel became even easier to accept and Amanda knew her bottom had loosened and stretched just as it should. It was a small relief to her and she hoped the instructor would note it for her report.

Then, with another soft pat on her backside, the instructor finished and removed her toy. Strangely, Amanda felt a momentary emptiness. She remembered how Jas had seen her anus stay open even after the dildo was removed. She wondered whether that was supposed to happen with all this training.

Mistress Candace was next. She leaned down and whispered in the student's ear. "This is just like taking a real cock. Almost as good as the real thing." Amanda shivered slightly. It was such a horny thought and it sound so reassuring coming from the mouth of the lovely Mistress Candace.

The instructor took her position behind Amanda. Again there was only the briefest pause before she felt the rubber shaft being pressed into her anus. It hurt this time but only because Mistress Candace was harsh. She used only one, continuous thrust to press her dildo deep into Amanda. The student gasped aloud this time but she held on, confident she could take what the Mistress gave. 

Amanda had no idea that Candace was an experienced anal fiend. Her friendly instructor expected arsefucking to be primal and dirty. She didn't wait for the student to re-adjust to the size of the toy. Candace thrust hard, working the whole length of the cock-sized dildo into the young arse. Amanda's rectum protested a little at the energy of the assault but Candace enjoyed the grunts that each thrust drove out of the helpless young woman. She took careful note of the way Amanda used her own clitoris to soothe and ease her body so it could accept what was being done.

Candace knew full well it would leave the inexperienced Amanda feeling sore. She considered that to be part of the test she always gave to her better students. Besides, Candace never analised her students with the same force that she enjoyed with her more experienced lovers. 

Amanda was more than compensated by small glimpses of Candace working behind her, hips thrusting and driving the rubber cock into her arse just the way a man would do for her one day. It looked strange and yet it was so erotic to think it would be an everyday occurrence to have a man fuck her bottom like this. 

Being arsefucked so casually and made to masturbate publicly might have felt like a terrible violation for young women of their age. For Amanda it was all part of what was required to succeed at Hanson House. More than that, it was an early taste of the life she knew she was destined for, of obedience and sexual service.

The other thing that made it easier for Amanda to accept the abuse of her anus was that Master Stuart sat right in her line of sight. He was as naked as everyone else but Amanda saw that each time she was penetrated by an instructor, Stuart's cock appeared to swell a little further. She was still a novice in such matters, but it appeared the Master's cock was almost fully erect. Amanda stared at the wondrous object even when the instructors started to treat her anus more roughly. To be so close to a powerful man and his cock made her cunt moisten and her mouth run dry.

Candace soon withdrew her rubber implement from Amanda's bum. She felt that the young student had shown sufficient progress. It was clear the gossip among the instructors had been correct and that Amanda was a very talented student indeed. She wasn't one of those young women whose prowess allowed them to achieve orgasm almost the first time they were penetrated. Yet Amanda had enough anal skill already to indicate that she would be in demand as an "all-rounder". That was to the benefit of all the instructors.

Amanda was panting when the third instructor stepped up and presented her cock. She was a little frightened lest the new assailant chose to increase the force of the arsefuck. But her tunnel had loosened nicely and that made it easier for Amanda. Plus this was a woman who recalled her own struggles with accepting anal intrusions and treated the students accordingly. Amanda actually enjoyed the long deliberate strokes as the strap-on was thrust fully into her hot, dark hole. 

Finally the ordeal was over and the students were permitted to rest their butts. Each of them knew that continued practice was needed. From that day forward they would need to have their arses constantly ready for penetration. Somehow that made it worthwhile to have endured the intensive stretching and rubbing of the past week. 

As the students moved to leave, Amanda asked Mistress Candace about the fate of Susie. Her fellow pupil had not lasted in "anal" for more than a day. What did that mean for Susie?

"She is receiving some additional instruction. Something a little more intensive than the usual class." Amanda wanted to ask if that meant Susie would be punished, spanked. The look on the Mistress' face stopped that question dead in Amanda's mouth. "She will be helped to find her own way of accepting anal penetration and there are a few techniques she is trying."

"You mean she won't be given an exemption from anal? Even though its painful for her?"

"My dear, Susie needs to understand something and so do you. Graduates from Hanson House are properly trained. That must include developing your anal skills so you can give that delicate little place to your dominant. Its possible you will be chosen by a dominant that is happy to forego using submissives in this way. But years of experience have taught us that almost every female submissive eventually requires the skills for a good arse fucking."

Candace looked Amanda straight in her eyes. "Other institutions will allow submissives to exempt themselves from anal training. Hanson House will never do that. In the end Susie may have to decide whether she can stay with us."

With that Amanda was sent on her way. She was happy enough. That night the second year females were having a social function to meet the second year boys. The news had been given at dinner the previous night. Everyone was excited and the young students were determined to make the best impression they could.



Hanson House Ch. 06



The social event had been exciting for everyone. The women students had enjoyed every bit of attention they received from the second year boys. Alcohol had been served, under the watchful eyes of the instructors, and in some cases it had helped to loosen tongues. With their chaperones being ever present, there had been little opportunity to discuss sex. Both groups were curious about the training being given to the other. All the students felt horny and more ready than ever to give their virginity. This was a product of young hormones only, however. None of the women students felt that those mere boys would measure up to their future Doms.

At the end of the night the female students had learned a lot. Some of that was about improving their social skills. Like everything they learned at Hanson House, those skills would be required once they graduated and moved into their new life. Whether in a senior role in their career or in a submissive role at home, being able to fit in easily and to put others at ease would serve them well.

The event was considered a success by instructors and students. All the women, however, went to their rooms feeling horny. A lot of masturbation went on after everyone was in bed. Grace and Lis had been unable to restrain themselves. They'd displayed no shame at all when, in the small hours, they took turns spreading their thighs in front of their friends and fucking their cunt holes till they cried out with relief.

Everyone turned out for sport on the Saturday morning. This was another requirement of Hanson House. The women were expected to be healthy and to always take care of their bodies. Few of the students needed much encouragement. Most of them had the sexy kind of body that comes naturally at that age – long, slender limbs and just a hint of the curves they would develop in later years. A few were more round already and they had the advantage of fuller breasts and juicy butts. 

All the women students were vain enough to want to preserve what nature had given them. They were determined their skills as submissives would one day secure them a worthy dominant. There chances would not be hurt at all if they were also pleasing to the eye.

Later that day Amanda was given a message to report to Mistress Candace in her office. She arrived right on time and was met by the Mistress and also Master Stuart. It seemed they would discuss something about her progress in class the previous week. Amanda was sure she had performed well and stood confidently in front of the Mistress' desk.

"Thank you for coming Amanda. You did very well this week with your first anal training."

"Thanks, Mistress Candace. I think you are both really good teachers."

Candace smiled at that small flattery. "In the case of anal I will confess I do enjoy my work." She stood and walked around the desk till she was standing next to Amanda.

"Now my dear, I need to inspect you. I know you gave it your best this week and you took a lot 'back there'. We need to ensure that your little hole is recovering well."

"Yes Mistress," replied Amanda. 

"If you don't mind, I asked Master Stuart to take a look as well. He's very experienced in this area." Amanda was suddenly aware of how fast and shallow her breathing had become.

"No Mistress. Not at all," Amanda replied, trembling slightly. She looked over at the male instructor and tried to smile at him.

Candace signalled to Amanda and the student stood and moved forward to the desk. The older woman took hold of Amanda and asked her to bend over the desk. When her skirt was lifted Amanda remembered this was exactly what had been done to her previously by Mistress Rose. Since she was forbidden to wear underpants, her holes were on display once more.

"Did you douche this morning my dear? No? Well never mind. Its not required for what we are gong to do here today."

She bent Amanda over with her breasts pressed firmly against the desk and her feet on the floor. Amanda could sense the instructor bending down to peer at her anus and her cunt. It was humiliating and kind of a turn-on. Mistress Rose had been correct when she said Amanda was beginning to understand the meaning of submission.

"Please open yourself for me," said Candace gently. Without another thought, Amanda took hold of her bare arse cheeks and pulled herself wide open. She felt joy at being able to obey so readily. Then there was the touch of Candace's finger on her cunt lips. Amanda dared not so much as flinch as Candace began her inspection.

"Hmmmmm. Yes some wetness for sure. I detected that during class as well. See Stuart, this one gets aroused from being exposed and touched."

The male instructor rose and walked across the room. "Yes, I noticed it too. But now, up close, I can really see how turned-on she gets. More than I expect from a second year student."

Candace ran her fingers through the length of Amanda's moist cunt lips. That finally made Amanda jump in surprise, her body stiffening and her cunt producing still more wetness.

The female instructor gave a little moan and shoved two fingers right into the cunt of her student. Amanda gave up a groan of pleasure at this sudden invasion. 

"Best open those legs for me, little dear," whispered Candace in her ear. "It will give me better access to you." Amanda complied and she felt her cunt open slightly and Candace thrust even deeper. Just like the previous week, Amanda was sure this was a serious infraction of the rules. Just as surely, she rejoiced in being used sexually by one of the instructors. The early weeks of classes had left her incredibly horny.

Amanda groaned again, louder, when Candace pressed the tip of her tongue against the young woman's anus. She couldn't say if she was giving service or being used by the instructors. None of the tongue fucking she had received that week could match the sensation of the Mistresses' tongue on one hole and her fingers in the other. 

This was so different to class. It seemed unnecessary to try to earn marks here. Amanda allowed herself to relax and rest fully onto the desktop. It seemed so long ago when she had thought these activities would be dirty and disgusting. That tongue felt heavenly and the fingering in her cunt was going to make her delirious. She closed her eyes and enjoyed every stroke as her cunt gushed juices all over the fingers of her instructor.

"You had better lick her too, Stuart. Tell me if you think her little poop chute withstood the rigours of this week. Do you think she can take a little more inspection?"

The young woman was stunned and excited. Both instructors were going to use her holes. She was complying so readily. She was being ordered to comply and that was why she felt such excitement. Being locked in the office, forced over the desk and giving her holes to them beat any orgasm Amanda could give herself. 

Stuart's larger tongue went deeper, probed her harder. That was a tongue fuck, Amanda knew. She was dangerously close to her climax. Her heavy panting surely would give her away. Public orgasms were no longer a barrier for her. She felt cunt begin to spasm around the Mistresses' fingers. 

Stuart lifted his head and pronounced himself satisfied. "I think her anus has coped very well this week. I would say you can continue with the rest of your inspection."

The older woman got in behind Amanda again. She jammed her fingers hard into Amanda's cunt. Again she whispered into the ear of her pupil. "Just relax now. I am going to make you cum. Don't be afraid. These old offices are practically sound-proof."

Candace curled her fingers down so she was touching Amanda just underneath her pubic bone. That was a new experience for Amanda and her loud groan was an involuntary response. It was so easy to give herself to the instructors when they seemed to know her body so well.

A moment later everything seemed to explode. The Mistress was flicking one finger over Amanda's hard clit. Her tongue was lapping gently on her tiny brown hole. At the same time Candace began to jab those two fingers into Amanda's soaking hole. 

The first orgasm leapt through Amanda's body. She just couldn't stop it. The Mistress was really pounding into her cunt now. Without warning, the finger on her clit was removed and Amanda felt that familiar pressure at her anus. She tensed and then realised she had to relax. Too late, Mistress Candace pressed a long finger through Amanda's anus and into her sweet, young rectum.

Amanda couldn't understand it but the second intrusion made her entire body react. Her second orgasm drove through her as the female instructor stroked both her holes. Just weeks earlier her bottom had been virgin territory. Now she was holding still while an older woman thrust what felt like two digits deep into her rectum. Amanda realised that the sudden invasion hurt her a little and yet it seemed actually to heighten the pleasure. 

She was most pleased about that because it meant she was able to to comply with Mistress Candace's demands. How grateful she was for the special "anal" class. Her body felt so full. The twin fingering of her holes was providing sensations she'd never experienced before. 

Amanda could hear herself crying out at each thrust, moaning incoherently as the first orgasm was followed immediately by the next and then another. She had never realised that her body could do such a thing. Now she understood the meaning of "multi-orgasmic". Amanda somehow sensed it was wrong to allow the instructor to take advantage of her in this way. Yet she felt a strong need to give herself to Candace. if it felt like this then she never wanted Candace to stop.

The Mistress kept up her attack on the young woman. Her fingers went harder and faster. Those cries of pleasure sounded like the barking of a small animal. Candace told herself that this one really was a find, one of the rare ones. She gave Stuart a grin of filthy pleasure a she felt the spasms of the young cunt around her fingers and the heat as the student's anus opened in response to the assault. Candace didn't stop working on the young woman until she was sure that the flood of pleasure had passed.

No sooner did she withdraw her fingers from the panting student than Candace was on the desk next to her. She pulled her own skirt up high to expose her shapely bottom. Candace was a little older than some of the female instructors but she had always stuck to the routine of exercise and taking care of herself. Her holes were instantly exposed as well because the staff followed the same rule of "no underpants".

Amanda needed more time to recover herself after the massive release she'd just experienced. She didn't get it. "Do me now. Get down and make me ready," ordered Candace.

The student almost collapsed as she got on her knees behind her instructor. Such was the shock of her explosive climax that she found it hard to control her movements. Still feeling unsteady, Amanda grabbed the Mistresses' bum and pulled her cheeks wide. She was surprised to see cunt lips that were swollen with arousal and shining with juices. 

Amanda tried gallantly to perform her task. She kept one hand on the older woman's butt, as much to support herself. The best way to thank Candace for her wonderful orgasms was to do her best to give pleasure in return. Amanda forced two fingers into the waiting cunthole. She used the tip of her tongue to tease the Mistress' anus. 

"Yes, yes..." the instructor was gasping. "Slower... push harder... give me that tongue you little bitch."

Amanda was still shocked by the language the instructors used when they were receiving sexual pleasure. This time, however, when Candace called her "little bitch" again, Amanda tried to jam her tongue as far as she could inside the older woman's hole. She found that the taste was a little more acrid and decided that meant she was tongue fucking properly. 

She was just getting into her stride when there was a hand on her shoulder. It was Stuart and the next thing Amanda realised was that his cock was erect, huge and pointing almost straight at the ceiling. 

Trying to please, wanting to obey, feeling a little afraid, Amanda tried to get out of the way and ended up tumbling to the floor. Her eyes never left the male instructor's weapon. 

"You did a really good job," said the naked male to her with a soft smile. "Now just watch closely while I get to finish this off."

He drove two fingers of his right hand right into the woman's anal opening. Amanda knew that would have hurt her hole. It looked brutal and Candace threw back her head and cried out, "oh jesus, Stuart... yes!" Clearly Stuart was trying to stretch the anus, prepping the Mistress to receive his cock. It looked much rougher than Amanda would ever hope for and yet the older woman was responding in a way that betrayed her pleasure and her lust for more. 

After a few cursory thrusts with his fingers, Stuart placed one hand around his shaft and the other on Candace's waist. "Oh, fuck me you filthy shit," she called out. Amanda thought that her voice sounded almost desperate.

"Open up for me," he urged. "Open up for me and I'll give you every inch."

It was exciting for Amanda to see the female instructor follow orders. She watched as Candace grabbed her arse cheeks and, just as she had made Amanda do, pulled herself wide. The older woman, Amanda's instructor, looked so enticing as her holes sat in the bright light, just waiting.

Stuart stepped forward and aimed his cock straight at the wet cunt. His tool looked even better than it had in class – big, hard, pointing high, great purple veins running along its length. Amanda looked on with wide eyes as the male instructor used his cock to pierce Candace. She couldn't see everything but she saw his cock begin to disappear inside the Mistress' body. Amanda licked her lips, wishing it was her cunt that he was using. 

She watched the way he fucked, the way his hips moved and his huge prong slammed into the instructor's cunt. Amanda wondered if fucking needed to be so violent all the time. There was no doubt that Mistress Candace was enjoying it. Her grunts and groans sounded as if she was in pain but Amanda knew enough to understand that Candace was enjoying every single thrust.

"Fuck me, you dirty bastard," she ordered him. "Do me properly."

Stuart was smiling but Amada could see the way his face was distorted, too. A man could really enjoy having his own cock buried inside a willing woman. Amanda wanted so badly for it to be her cunt wrapped around Stuart's cock. To give pleasure to cocks in that way was her future role.

The male instructor pulled his cock out of Candace's cunt right then. He wasted no time before pressing the big head of his shaft against the pulsing anus. Amanda got ready to watch a real cock invade the rectum of her instructor

"Yes, get your cock into me you fuck," she panted urgently. "Screw my dirty hole." Amanda saw how the licking and the fingering had allowed Candace to accept penetration so quickly. She also saw how Candace was able to make he anus open slightly, no doubt pushing out as she'd taught her students.

Stuart shoved the head of his cock straight into the waiting hole. He used his weight to maintain a constant pressure against the sphincter muscles. He was going in whether Candace was ready or not. Amanda could see the way the little hole expanded to fit the bulk of that hard cock. She saw how Stuart used one continuous thrust, the only lube being the student's saliva and the woman's own cunt juices smeared over his shaft. The thick shaft began to disappear inside the delicate anal opening.

The Mistress groaned like a wounded beast. Despite her entire body seeming to tense up, she had some way of keeping her backdoor soft and loose for the invader.

Amanda was still on her knees, close and seeing how Stuart forced all the way into the Mistress' bumhole. She saw the way the older woman's anus stretched around the large, hard cock. She was close enough to smell Candace's cunt and the slightly earthy scent of her open backdoor. Amanda knew in time she'd become accustomed to the smells of anal sex.

Amazed, Amanda watched as Stuart straight away began to fuck the well-rounded arse in front of him. She winced at the thought of how that big cock would have caused her a burning pain. Yet, Candace's rectum seemed to relax and loosen in front of her eyes. Stuart seemed to have known it would and he simply increased the force of his thrusting. 

The fucking was not brutal but Amanda watched as each stroke went long and deep in the Mistresses' anal cavity. She wondered if her anus would ever be able to accept a humping like that. There was relief when she saw Candace reach down to finger her clit. Even a more experienced woman could rely on that technique to increase her pleasure from bumfucking.

"Oh fuck," called out Candace. "Yeah, do it, do it." Stuart seemed to increase the power of his thrusting and Candace let out another animal noise. The instructor reached both hands out and gripped the far edge of the desk. Amanda saw that she was bracing herself, preparing for Stuart to shove himself hard into her rectum. The sounds of their flesh slapping together were so loud in that small room. Amanda wanted to help by rubbing on Mistress Candace's clit but she dared not out her hand so close to a cock – not yet.

Amanda saw a wet film on Stuart's shaft. She saw, just as the instructors had assured the students, that even the content's of a woman's arse will lubricate the man's cock. 

"Fuck me, fuck me. Don't stop," panted Candace as she threw her head back. Amanda saw the other woman tighten her grip on the desk as Stuart actually slowed his thrusting into her back passage. He was making sure Candace felt every little bit of his cock as it filled and reamed her "poop chute".

Amanda had thought it nonsense to suggest a woman could orgasm from anal sex. Yet, Candace was providing the evidence in front of her own eyes. She was making almost continuous sounds as Stuart relentlessly humped her back passage. Amanda felt sure she would ever learn that particular skill.

Even when the Mistress dropped her head to the desktop and her noises abated, Stuart kept right on humping her arse. Amanda saw the older woman's body relax as her orgasm receded but still Stuart was fucking her in her behind. 

"Give me your cum," panted Candace breathlessly. "Pump that cum in there you dirty bastard." Stuart did just as she asked, ramming his shaft deep into her hole until Amanda could see that he, too, was cumming and she imagined his white cum flooding into the bowels of her instructor. Stuart was quiet as he exploded inside there but Amanda watched his face and she was certain he had, indeed, experienced the ultimate sexual pleasure.

"You see my dear?' muttered Candace as she relaxed onto the top of the desk. "An anal fuck can come in handy at almost any time. When the clit gets sensitive from a regular climax it can interrupt further pleasure. But your anus can always be available." Amanda noted that Candace's anus showed a small opening even after Stuart's cock had been withdrawn. She saw, too, how his cum was beginning to ooze out of that well fucked hole.

Amanda had seen anal sex on the web before. Having watched Stuart fuck and cum inside Candace's arsehole, she was now determined that she would master this art for herself. Her strongest wish was that one day she would give the same pleasure to her Dominant.

As everyone got dressed, Amanda's head was once more full of questions. This was the second time in a week that the young student had been taken aside by an instructor who used her sexually. This time it had been two instructors. Amanda had confirmed with Rose that such activity was forbidden by Hanson House. She had enjoyed these acts more than she could describe but she had been left confused.




Hanson House Ch. 06



Candace smiled gently at her pupil and placed an arm around her. Then she explained that at Hanson House there rules and there were "rules". It was best that the students were given harsh warnings not to breach any rules set down by the governors. However, it was an open secret that each year some of the instructors would select one or more of the first year students who they identified as being especially "talented".

"Of course we use them sexually, just as we've done with you today," Candace said with a lewd grin. "For those instructors, we regard it as an extra perk of our jobs. Though not all instructors choose to take advantage of it."

Candace got serious for a moment. "Please remember that this does not accord you any privileges and it doesn't mean you can relax or make less effort in your classes. And don't think you are the only one. That little Elissa with the curly brown hair is getting some extra tuition as well. So far she's the only student this year to declare openly she is a lesbian. So of course Mistress Pamela was interested in her from the start. You can see that I am bisexual and I think in time you may prove to be the same.

"But for the pupils we choose, its an opportunity for you to really enhance your skills in submission and in performing sexually. Plus, we give a little reward of allowing you to purge all that pent up sexual energy after performing so well in class."

Amanda's experience, however, was that these play sessions only made her more turned-on and frustrated. Perhaps that was part of the plan as well. She wondered whether, in time, all the instructors would, use her like that. Perhaps the other male instructors would want her to pleasure them.

Candace had that same serious look on her face. "I told you that only some of the instructors will select a student for these extra activities. Even then we are forced to be totally discreet."

"As for male instructors and their cocks, well you know that its up to the staff to decide that for you. As for what happens to you outside of the classroom, that is up to Mistress Rose." She saw the puzzled look on Amanda's sweet face and continued. 

"My dear, I thought you understood that I am submissive to Rose. In fact, I am what is called a switch. Rose is in control. Sometimes she allows me to play with Stuart. Sometimes she lets him fuck her as well. Quite simple really."

Both women laughed at that. Deep down, though, Amanda felt a little intimidated. She had come to Hanson House a complete novice and had accepted that she knew far less than the older women. She'd even expected to know less than most of her fellow students. Now, however, she saw that there was a kind of secret society among the staff. Amanda was a target of that group. 

It was exciting to be chosen, once again. On the other hand, she was being drawn into something she didn't understand. Submission and service were one thing. Inside Hanson House the curriculum was laid out for everyone to read. Now she had discovered there were unseen forces preying on her that would control much of her life for the remainder of her time at Hanson House.



Hanson House Ch. 07



The new week started with a bang for the second year females – literally. It had been announced at Sunday night's dinner that the timetable for their special classes had changed. On Monday evening all students were to assemble in the main hall. They were told only that this was to be another "physical". Everyone assume that they would be given another 'medical' inspection or subjected to some other humiliation. That was enough to get a few of the pupils quite excited.

Arriving at the hall, they all got a little surprise. Instead of medical equipment the room was set up with some strange looking frames. They were like A-frames but they had extra bars on either side, arranged at different heights. There were a few whispers about spanking frames. All students were ordered to strip off their skirts and, as they stood there bare-arsed, one of the senior instructors addressed them.

"Everyone has been working well. Your instructors are very pleased with the progress made by the second year women." There were smiles all round.

"We also have been informed that the university has set a heavy academic workload for you this week. Since your academic work is also very important for your future, the staff have decided to revise your training program. This is not a problem for us because it allows us to bring in the third year boys to assist with your training."

That news sent a ripple of muttering and excitement through the entire group. Older boys would be so much sexier than the second years from Friday night. 

"Tonight the physical is a short session in corporal punishment." That meant some kind of spanking. Murmurs of delight and fear spread amongst them. "Of course, a number of you have already had your first training in spanking but don't worry. We have prepared something special for you," she said with a lewd grin. 

One of the attendants demonstrated what was to be done. The students were divided into nine small groups. Each group had one of the special frames and, along with it, several members of staff. As their name was called, each student would be required to take up the proper position on the frame. They were shown how to do this – feet on the horizontal bar on one side, body bent completely over the high point of the frame and hands gripping the bar on the other side.

At this point Mistress Candace quietly brought the beautiful Elissa to stand next to Amanda and her roommates. The two "special" pupils smiled shyly at one another. Elissa's tight brown curls made her look even more attractive. Her breasts weren't as large, though, Amanda was happy to see.

At the command, Lisbeth made her way to the front and boldly took up position over the spanking frame. No-one was quite sure what was going to happen but Lis was ready to be spanked. She lifted her skirt and took up the perfect position. Everyone saw she'd spread her legs, making sure her hairless cunt was displayed.

Amanda took a quick look around. She knew a number of her peers had already been through a week's classes on spanking. It didn't mean they were impervious to pain, however. Amanda could see no sign of the young woman who'd cried on the first day of Lis's spanking classes.

"Students. To start it will be ten with the bare hand. Five on one side and then five on the other. After that you will receive the paddle. This will be another ten, alternating between each side of your bottom."

The "discipline" was to be delivered variously by instructors and attendants. As the first batch of young women assumed the position, skirts raised and buttocks thrusting out nicely, the designated staff stepped forward and drew back their hands.

At the command nine hands fell with force onto nine pert backsides. Those watching on could see the force being given to the upturned bottoms. The pain and humiliation for the students was evidenced by the shrill cries many of them released as the blows fell on them. 

The noise of skin slapping against skin was tremendous and none of the staff halted until they'd delivered the first series of five blows. Most of the women flinched as each smack landed, clinching their young buttocks against the assault. With their legs spread, however, their cunts remained on display. This stuck in Amanda's thoughts. Their cunts were so often on display, accessible and available even during a spanking.

Everyone bent over a frame had one bright red cheek. The command was given again and the beatings were repeated on the other cheeks. It sounded like someone was sobbing softly. Nine young bottoms all turned a lovely shade of pink. Not one of the students dared to move an inch. Amanda looked closely but couldn't quite tell if Lisbeth's cunt was starting to moisten. 

The paddles came out and the staff changed places. Next moment, the air was filled with the sound of those black leather weapons pounding on the backsides of helpless young women. To those watching, the paddle looked frightening. An instructor threatened to tie down a student who insisted on moving. Amanda held the hand of Jas, hoping to pass on some strength to the tiny Filipina. In her own mind, Amanda knew she'd have to somehow learn to accept the paddle – and worse.

Lis, with her fulsome arse, was in her element. By the completion of ten strokes of the paddle it was clear that the Dane was turned on. Her cunt lips had flared and there was an obvious glint of moisture. The others in the group were amazed that someone could become sexually aroused from being spanked in that way. "Nothing to compare to what we took in class," announced Lis boldly.

Grace was next on the spanking frame. She seemed happy to show off for her fellow students. She had well-rounded arse cheeks that wobbled just a little as the bare hand of the attendant slapped against them. The young women were not to know but that little wobble would make Grace even more attractive to certain dominants. Two of the instructors who were supervising took note and smiled at one another.

Amanda wondered how Grace would have looked with her big tits out and hanging, swinging as she took her 'punishment'. Then Amanda remembered that her new friend was a declared lesbian. 

"Its better when she is naked and you can see her breasts," she whispered to Elissa.

"Those jugs are sensational," came the reply and a sly grin.

Grace withstood the paddle as well as anyone. The fact she was being spanked in front of all the second year women was a plus for her. Some of the woman and all of the male instructors noted that she seemed to have an arse just begging to be spanked. Grace came back to the group, rubbing her reddened butt. But she made sure to give everyone a big grin. "I don't how it will feel when someone give us a proper whacking."

Jas was so small she had trouble fitting onto the frame. Instead of holding the bar with her hands the attendant showed her where to grip on the legs of the frame. She was stretched so far that it made her brown arse seem even more delicate and fragile.

She got no mercy from the instructor despite her small size. Amanda was worried their harsh blows would break the small student. His hand almost covered both her cheeks as she was spanked soundly, first on the right and then on the left. It seemed so unfair that little Jas practically got twice as much spanking as the rest. And the paddle was supposed to alternate between sides of the bottom but for Jas all ten blows were received in the same spot, right in the middle of her cute little butt.

Jas didn't utter a sound during her turn on the frame. But even her brown arsecheeks darkened as a result of the beating. When she came back to the group there were tears in her eyes. Still, Amanda took pride in her friend for not openly sobbing, unlike one or two others. 

Elissa was almost as keen as Lis to get onto the spanking frame. Now Amanda had a chance to inspect her new friend and she was impressed. She was impressed by the strong, slender thighs and the tight, firm little butt. When Elissa spread her legs wide on the frame, long inner labia were clearly protruding as if inviting a tongue or a mouth to her cunt. Amanda thought if she were gay she might lust after Elissa as well.

As Elissa prepared herself it was Mistress Pamela who stepped forward. The instructor who had "chosen" Elissa for her special talents was insisting on being the one to deliver spanking. For Amanda, and for those instructors "in the know", it was a delicious moment. A spanking would be no surprise for Elissa, however, since she'd already completed that first class along with Lisbeth.

Most of the audience could not be sure but it did appear that Mistress Pamela took her time spanking her favourite student. Some of them may even have suspected that the paddle fell with a little more force than it did for the other pupils. 

Her new friend, however, seemed to enjoy her experience almost as much as Lis. Amanda couldn't see wetness or any other sign of sexual arousal. But the way Elissa walked with her sore buttcheeks, grinning wildly at Lisbeth, suggested the young student had special talents apart from her desire for women.

It was Amanda who was last. She felt better knowing there were fewer eyes on the final group. A number of students were too busy feeling sorry for themselves. Having seen the bravado of others, especially Grace, she tried to look confident as she approached the frame. It was comfortable enough to be positioned like that. Spreading her legs and exposing her cunt was getting easier for the young student. The top bar she was bent over had a little padding. She thought for a moment it would better if her bottom was padded as well.

The habitual "good girl" had never been spanked in her life. Now she had to stay still, in position, while her arse was punished. And she'd not even made any mistake or broken any rule. It was too late to do anything about that now.

The first few blows came as a shock. The smacks landed harder than she'd expected. The pain was sharp and felt like it was radiating through her whole body. Amanda wanted to cry out in pain – no, in protest. But she forced herself to accept the beating in silence. It was a matter of pride not to show weakness in front of the other students. She'd thought poorly of those who'd cried. Surely her future dominant would want to spank her without such a display of weakness.

She tried to focus on the sound of the slaps. She heard the others around her taking their beating, the impact and the few grunts of pain. It was so hard, however, to try to listen when each impact sent the same hot sting through her. 

On the other hand, Amanda realised she was getting a kind of rush from the beating. By the time the second set was finished on her left arsecheek, she could feel not only the warmth in her buttocks but also the surge of adrenaline through her body. No wonder someone like Grace could almost enjoy being beaten. Amanda knew, though, that she'd never be able to take what Lis could bear.

The paddle was worse, of course. But Amanda no longer minded the pain so much. It still hurt but she knew that she was no cry-baby. The instructor had warned on her first day that she would have become accustomed to being spanked. 

No-one noticed, but Amanda actually thrust her bottom out a little more. She was as determined as ever and wanting to show that she could offer her arse gladly for whatever beatings her dominant would wish.

Finally it was over and the students were instructed to put their skirts back on. Most of them were dismissed then, sent off to shower or whatever else they wished before dinner. As she walked through the hallway to her room, Amanda was pleasantly surprised by the warmth that continued to radiate from her abused butt cheeks. She was feeling as confused as ever. It seemed corporal punishment might have some benefits, after all.

At dinner Lis and Grace came tumbling in to join their roommates. Lis explained that some students had been told to stay behind in the main hall. These were the students who had already completed classes in "spanking". Lis had taken the opportunity to ask if Grace could stay behind with them. The instructors had explained that students who'd already been spanked had had an advantage during the "physical". It was only fair they should receive an additional spanking.

"Oh my god," blurted Grace. "We got ten more with the paddle. This time they were even harder. It bloody hurt."

Amanda laughed. "Well you should learn not to be so enthusiastic."

'I loved it!' cried the effervescent Grace. 'I think that attendant really likes hurting little girls, though. I don't know if I'll be able to sit down tomorrow.'

Lisbeth piped up then. "That was hardly the worst for you anyway."

"Oh no!" cried out Grace. "We were made to lie on tables. We had to hold our legs up over our heads and spread them wide. Like a big 'V'. I was so glad I shaved properly this morning."

"Get away you slut. You loved showing your cunt off to anyone who looked," said Lis with a laugh.

"But they spanked us," protested Grace. "Right on our cunts. They spanked us with their hands right on our bare cunts. We had to lie there and take it. Yeah those ones really hurt let me tell you. My clit is still throbbing and I might need to masturbate before I can get to sleep tonight."

The rest giggled and Grace saw that Lis rolled her eyes. "Oh you were OK," shot back Grace. "I think you got more spanks on your cunt than anyone else. Mistress Pamela saw to that. I thought you were going to orgasm right there. I saw the way her hand was making little drops of your cunt juice fly off." Lis could only grin in response.

That night Amanda finally got the courage to ask Lis about spankings and her reaction.

"It does get me really turned-on," confessed the young Dane. "I can't explain why exactly. The pain is so fantastic. It makes me feel really alive. To me its not even pain really. It hurts, but its a kind of a good hurt. Do you know what I mean?"

Amanda had to shake her head. No, she had no idea.

"When I was in class, I saw the riding crops and the canes. I wanted to feel them so badly. I've no idea whether I'll enjoy that much pain but when I think about it I cream myself."

Amanda tried not to laugh at the explicit description. She was also a little shocked at Lisbeth's deepest desires. Then Lis confessed she'd not told the whole story about her suspicions regarding her mother and submission.

"Please don't tell the others. Once, a couple of years ago, I heard my parents having sex. I heard the sounds of someone being whipped or something. I was sure it was my mother because I could hear her groans. I was shocked but it sounded like she was loving it. Standing at the door I could hear the 'whooshing' sound and the sting as it landed on her. I didn't know what my father was using but now I wonder if it was some kind of cane."

Lis lowered her head with a look of shame. "I wanted to go right in there and ask him to hit me instead. I went to my room and I was so horny. So I masturbated thinking about my dad whipping my mother. I did it a lot after that night, except that I thought about me getting the whipping. After that I made my boyfriend spank me a few times."

"Your boyfriend spanked you? How did you do that?"

"He wasn't very keen. I made him do it by promising I'd suck his cock and swallow his cum. And I did. But after a few times he said I was too weird and we broke up."

"So, you sure came to the right place then."

"It seems that way," said Lis, almost smiling now. "Mistress Pamela is a mean old thing which is good for me. But I have heard that Master Stephen really likes to go to town on students' butt cheeks."

That night the four roommates sat close and talked until it was late. They were discussing cocks. Naturally they all pressed Lisbeth for information as she was the self-appointed expert.

The reason for the increased interest was that at dinner the instructors had told everyone about their classes for the following week. All the second year women would be learning "titfuck". On hearing the news it had taken several minutes for the students to settle down and cease their yelps of joy and the excited chattering. 

Real cocks! Experienced, dominant cocks. All the sophomores had taken to heart the thought that there real place was to be lower than men. Even more, they had begun to appreciate just how low – even lower than those fabulous sources of male power, those thick hard cocks. Even Elissa, the young lesbian, understood that the erect cock was superior to her as a lowly submissive.

Now they had the chance to touch and be touched by some older, dominant cocks. They were all sure it would be more than one cock each. At Hanson House such things were never done "by half". 

The staff had decided "titifuck" was a simple skill for the students to learn. That meant less diversion form academic duties that week. The instructors assured those students with smaller breasts, like Jas, that they would learn how to serve successfully in that way. 

"Service", above all, was what excited the pupils. The word itself conjured the idea of having their bodies used in a sexual way. There would be no doubt they would give pleasure to the chosen cocks. It was real service just as a fully-fledged submissive would give. Service to older, superior men and service to their exalted cocks.

Despite the academic workload it was certain all the young women would spend extra time in masturbation for the remainder of the week.



Hanson House Ch. 08



The students were split into larger groups than usual. The instructors were happy for titfucking to be a very public activity. The challenge for the staff had been ensuring enough cocks were on hand. After enlisting some of the third year boys they managed to provide two cocks for each of the young women.

The decision about two cocks was based on long experience. The young men wouldn't be able to hold off their ejaculations, not all of them. There was no problem with the second year females being splattered with semen. The problem was they needed to learn and practice the several different techniques for performing a titfuck. So they needed a fresh supply of hard cocks when the young men started to lose control.

The women students all stripped naked. Those who felt humiliated took comfort from the fact the male students couldn't decide which one to ogle the most.

Then the males all removed their trousers and stood in front of the young women. Each of them was presented with a pair of proud cocks and the eyes of the young women were bulging. Some of the women gazed at the third year boys. After all, most of them had raging hard-ons. Others, though, preferred to stare at the attendants, older men with meaty cocks hanging between their legs. 

Jasminda didn't know where to look. The young Filipina had come from a very conservative family. Before Hanson House she'd barely been kissed. Sexual activity, even masturbation, was something she'd been taught was reserved for after her wedding day. Although Jas had known, deep down, that there was much more to sex than that, she'd regularly been challenged by the open attitudes at Hanson House. Standing naked, surrounded by horny men and their erect cocks, young Jas was almost beside herself with excitement.

The women had, of course, been warned not to be too loud with their gasps of lust and their "oohs and aahs". It was only proper for prospective submissives to admire dominant male cocks. On the other hand, as submissives they would be expected to be somewhat demure and to wait until they were given permission.

The class required physical contact with those gorgeous cocks but the women were not permitted to hold them. Likewise, unless instructed they were not to lick or suck any cocks. Those were privileges these young submissives had not earned yet. The instructors were well aware that some of them had previously behaved like 'common whores' with their boyfriends. That no longer mattered. As second year students they would be taught correctly, and soon enough, how to properly serve men with their mouths and how to receive their cum.

Even Elissa, the young lesbian student, was required to attend these classes. Submission, it had been explained, was a totality. What would she do if given to a female dominant who wanted Elissa to pleasure one of her male friends? She shouldn't discount, either, the possibility one day she might find herself in service to a male. Even an avowed lesbian was required to complete the full training at Hanson House.

First up, the women were shown the simplest method for a titfuck. They were required to lie back and allow a male, either an attendant or a third year boy, to climb on top of them. It was simple enough, though most of the young women began to pant and to moisten their cunts as soon as this was mentioned. They were young people after all and the sexual instruction at Hanson House had driven most of them to near desperation levels of lust.

They were taught how to invite a titfuck by correctly holding and caressing their tits. Even though a male dominant would that he wanted to fuck their breasts, a young submissive should learn how make herself look enticing and invite him to use her in that way.

The boys and the attendants all licked the cleavage of their selected student and spread their saliva across the inside of those heaving teenage breasts. Judging by the pants and groans heard from most of the women students it seemed possible some might cum just from having their tits touched. 

Cocks were put into place and tits clasped tight around them. Even now, some of the young women were shy around the male appendage. Others were plainly excited at being allowed to touch, and be touched by, males and their stiff, swollen weapons. 

The instructors stressed the importance of the woman trying to keep the cock wedged low down in her cleavage. This would ensure the best sensations were given to the male above them. It also reduced the risk of those annoying "escapes" by slippery cocks that would interrupt a dominant's pleasure. 

Those women who were less well-endowed were shown how to close their fingers across the top of the cock. In this way they could encase the male appendage using their hands and their busts and thus compensate for having less breast tissue. The instructors assured everyone that this would still result in a very satisfying experience for the man and his cock.

Finally the male participants were permitted to start thrusting their cocks between the tits of the young women students. The instructors and remaining attendants moved about the room giving tips and correcting technique. This was almost as important for the third year boys as for the young women. 

The males added their moans of pleasure to those from the young women. The students were excited to be so close to so many erect male organs. All felt the honour of being able to see and watch the rampant male cock in its glory. The males, on the other hand, had the privilege of stroking their stiff cocks between the tits of a bunch of young women.

After a few minutes the women were ordered to open their mouths. "This is not a cocksucking class," they were told. "However, there is no reason why the male cannot push his cock far enough to insert the head between your lips. Or to rub it across your tongue."

The vocal response from the women students told how thrilled they were. Some of them were desperate to be fucked or made to orgasm in some way. The males with cocks in cleavage already knew what was required. They all shifted their weight so that a full thrust between the waiting tits would bring the tip of their cock to the woman's lips. Some of the third year boys knew they were getting dangerously close to shooting their loads all over their partners' faces.

One or two of the young women screwed up their faces when their respective cocks started to bump against their mouths. There was a silvery fluid to contend with. Amanda, too, noticed the leakage from the tip of the cock thrusting through her cleavage.

"You may see some clear fluid from the piss hole at the end of the cock," called out one of the female instructors. "There is no need to be concerned. This is pre-cum. Its a natural issue from the male cock. It reassures you that you are performing the technique correctly for the dominant male. Its also quite natural and healthy for you to taste and to swallow it."

Amanda was grateful to be permitted to a small taste of a man's ejaculate. Ever since Lis had mentioned swallowing her boyfriend's cum, Amanda had been thinking about how that might feel and taste.

She became bold enough to extend her tongue just a little. She wanted to catch a taste of the boy's cock and, especially, the wonderful fluid that must have been produced way down in his balls. Amanda found the mild taste very much to her liking. 

In fact, the sensation of a cock head rubbing on the end of her tongue was a revelation for Amanda. She'd wanted to do it for so long. That boy in highschool had tried to force her. Being so young, Amanda had wondered whether she would revolt at such demands. Now she realised a quick lick on the tip was not enough. Amanda wanted more, to receive all of a man's erection into her mouth. 

Soon after that everyone was made to swap positions. It was time to try the more difficult technique of the woman being on top. In this position the submissive could be required to do more of the work for the titfuck. Everyone could see this was the more erotic position, when the submissive would truly serve and give some worship to the cock of her dominant. The fact it made it easier for him to play with her tits was part of the explanation for that.

Then the males swapped places and those who had waited took up their places. If the women hadn't been so turned-on they might have thought it shallow to be exchanged like that. Lisbeth, for one, thought it a natural thing to expected to serve like that.

Everyone was reminded of the need to apply more lube or saliva to the woman's tits. Though Jasminda, to her surprise, discovered that her smooth silky skin and a little perspiration was quite adequate.

With their new partners the women practiced titfucking while sitting or kneeling in front of the male. The students soon discovered the reason for special classes on titfucking. It would take some practice to know how to automatically adjust for things like the difference in height between man and submissive. 

"This is more like I expected," muttered one of the students. Everyone agreed. It felt wonderfully submissive to be "lying back and thinking of England". When kneeling, however, the young women all felt they were being given a chance to really experience the life of a submissive. 

Kneeling before a cock also gave a better opportunity to study and assess it. The young women now had a chance to ponder what kind of cock they liked best and could hope for in the future. None of them wanted something too small but most were afraid that their dominant might prove to have too much "prowess". 

Soon the instructors gave control of the class to the male students and the attendants. Their role as instructors was one of observing and providing advice to both sexes as they tried to master the art of titfucking.

What that meant, also, was that the men could decide who took a turn and which position they wanted the young women to assume before plunging their cocks in. The women were just eager to comply and happy to go along with the direction of the class. 

"Now ladies," said an instructor. "This is not a class on oral and its not a class on cock worshipping or swallowing cum." She paused and waited for those words to sink into the young minds. "But you may as well start to learn now, today, that service to a man includes receiving his cum."

That sent another stir through the young students. There was so much sticky pre-cum on their skin already that everyone wanted to experience the real thing. They'd guessed correctly and everyone was to receive the prize of squirting semen. 

"We will not expect these men, including these young ones, to have given you so much practice and then to not relieve themselves. That is not proper behaviour for promising young women such as yourselves. After tifucking you, the males will be permitted to unload themselves and they will no doubt shoot their cum onto you.

"It may land on your chest and your breasts, it may land on your neck and even your face." Nearly thirty young women giggled and gasped at the very thought of it. "You will take their cum with proper respect. You will not pull a face or protest or complain. Some of you may even like to smile and thank them for their gift. But don't worry, you'll learn all about that in your later classes."

With that the young women became even more eager to provide the most pleasure they could. Their heightened arousal was obvious to the men wielding their cocks and it was true the males hardly needed encouragement to enjoy the young cleavage provided for them. They thrust their hips harder at the young women, giving them an insight into the power and force they could expect when a man was truly aroused.

A couple of the female instructors chose to increase the levels of arousal even further. Pamela was one of those, moving around the room and softly tweaking the nipples of the female students. Of course that hardened those young teats and the sight made the men even more horny than before. 

Naturally one of the third year boys was first to cum. He gave a loud cry as he finally lost his battle and his semen spewed over the young woman sitting in front of him. She cried out herself, more in delight at being the first to receive the experience. Some of the women students tried to watch and they were amazed at the power of the blasts the young man gave out. Thick white strands of man cum splashed against her chin and her ample breasts. Some of it even went high over her head and landed in her hair. 

No-one wanted to be left out of such pleasures. The males and females redoubled their efforts. It was only the male attendants who were prepared to take their time. They'd experienced this many times before, of course, and they knew they'd get plenty more strokes between those young tits before they needed to fire their sticky cream over the waiting students. 

It didn't take much longer, however, before all the young women were wearing the results of their titfucking. Amanda took her first load from one of the third year boys. She was on her back, holding her tits dutifully. He smiled and said "nice tits" to her before his cock spewed out his semen. He had aimed carefully and his load spurted out onto Amanda's chin and her neck. 

She rejoiced in the sensation of that magical semen splashing and coating her skin. Now, with these older and males, she suddenly found herself excited at the thought and the sensation of semen spraying onto her. It made the whole idea of sexual service seem so complete. 

In a flash another of the male students had pulled her onto her knees in front of his swollen phallus. After only a few thrusts his load was shooting out as well. He came with several long, thick streams that felt sensational as they landed on her chin and even her face. 

Amanda didn't protest. She was far too excited for that. She didn't even realise that she was smiling as dollops of cum splattered onto her. The sticky white stuff covered her neck and she could feel it drooling down her skin. She had waited so long for this experience. 

All around her were the moans and the laboured breathing of the third year boys who'd given their cum to the young women. Many of them were equally amazed at the efficacy of a titfuck and the ability to bring themselves to climax by using the tits of a slutty young woman.

There were giggles and laughs from the women students as, one after another, the males unloaded their balls over the eager pupils. To receive cum from a dominant man – well, it was disgusting when a high school boyfriend tried it but it seemed so "right" when the cum was delivered by the right kind of male.

Elissa, too, managed a smile and a measure of satisfaction that she's drawn the magical white stuff from her assigned cocks. "Service", after all, was still service. 

Too soon, however, the lesson was drawing to a close. "Right," called out an instructor. "We need to finish up for tonight so the young ones can get some study done. Those of the men who have not unloaded on a pair of tits should do so now." The males were groaning and the women were giggling, young and excited to have achieved what was previously forbidden, wearing man cum on their skin.

Amanda saw that Master Stephen, the reputed sadist, had taken Lisbeth for her final cum blasts. He had forced her to kneel in front of him and he thrust his cock between her tits with great force. Lis was struggling to contain him in her cleavage. When Master Stephen was ready he put one hand on the back of Lis' head, forcing her to bend it forward and down. When he erupted between her tits, Amanda saw that he shot his cum straight into Lis' face. Some of it even landed in her hair. More importantly, some of the Master's cum had shot into Lis' open, waiting mouth. 

Once released, Lis gave Master Stephen a big smile. Unlike some of her peers, the young Dane had already experienced receiving a load of semen in her mouth and swallowing it. She had traded that humiliation for the thrill of a teenage spanking. Compared to that, being "facialed" by Master Stephen was an honour and a joy.

Some of the young women picked up their clothes, at the same time moving to wipe off the cum. "No no," shouted an instructor. "That is male cum. Unless given permission you leave it there to dry nicely on your skin as a mark of your submission."

With that everyone was sent, still stark naked, back through the hallways to their rooms. The cum they had received was still drying on their skin. The students wore it proudly although a couple of them were less impressed to have globs of semen stuck in their hair. All of them would need to shower before dinner.

The conversation that night was about the many different cocks each of them had seen and felt. Even Lisbeth, who'd seen more cocks than her roommates, was excited to recount her experiences and what she'd felt when being tifucked. The students compared the various places where they had received cum from the males. Those who'd been lucky enough to taste cock juice were especially satisfied. Most had gotten some in their hair. They all remembered what they'd been told, however, and not one of them complained. 

The instructors had intended that the young women would return to their academic work after dinner. Most of them did make a real effort. Unfortunately, many more found ways to masturbate until their young cunts couldn't take any more. Grace was so horny and excited she insisted on masturbating in full view of the roommates.

Two nights later the exercise was repeated. First one of the instructors explained their error from the previous class. "Many of you have not done cock worship and facials yet. But let me remind you now that when your dominant, or any man, puts his cum on your skin, especially on your face, he means for you to wear it for him. By doing so you will honour your dominant. So no wiping until you are given permission."

Then the class began. The women students were so much more confident this time and some managed to vocalise their thoughts. Even Elissa, the confirmed lesbian, couldn't help herself tell one of the third year boys that "I love the way your hard cock feels between my boobs". For her efforts she later received a massive load of his cum on her chin and neck. 

Little brown Jas was apologetic to her boys. "My bust is so small. I'm sorry its not as fun to use me as the other girls." But both the third years reassured little Jas of just how good she was. "No way," said one. "You have totally gorgeous tits. I'm ready to cover them with my cum."

Amanda was lucky enough on the second night to have two of the male attendants for her to service. She enjoyed the older men and their quiet confidence. The staff were chosen in part for their larger cocks and, moreover, they wielded them differently to the boys. This was the best of her classes to date as she concentrated on serving two older, experienced men. She was grateful that both were large enough they could stick the head of their cocks into her mouth at the end of each thrust. When they came, both men were kind enough to aim a few drops of their precious fluid onto Amanda's lips. She greedily licked and swallowed the sticky stuff.

Even on this second part of the class, however, the staff noted that a couple of pupils didn't react so well to the sensation of flying cum landing on their skin. Several instructors exchanged knowing looks. Those two had not smiled and appreciated the gift they received. Nor properly thanked the males who'd provided it. Even then, some of the staff noted the names of those young women and began to plan some remedial "instruction".

Later, Amanda returned to her room to find a message. She was to report immediately to the office of Mistress Rose. The student quickly pulled some clothes over her body, with the almost dried man juice sticking nicely to the material.




Hanson House Ch. 08



Having knocked on the door, Amanda was commanded to enter the office. She got a tremendous shock when she did. 

Mistress Rose was seated on a comfortable chair with her legs wide and her skirt pulled up to reveal her cunt. Amanda could see the instructor was gently playing with herself. The bigger shock, though was that Mistress Pamela sat next to her, totally naked and with a naked young woman between her thighs and obviously eating her cunt. 

Amanda recognised those tight buns and knew it was Elissa who was servicing the older woman. She took a good look at her fellow student. That arse looked good enough to entice even someone who was straight. Her soft young tits hung down nicely and her dark nipples were hard. Amanda saw Elissa was eating Pamela and at the same time running her fingers through the folds of her own cunt.

"Oh, you are wearing clothes," said Mistress Rose with faked surprise. "Get those off immediately and get over here."

Amanda obeyed without a murmur and saw that Mistress Rose was pointing to the floor between her legs. The young woman did not need to be told further. She went straight to her knees and placed her face just above Rose's cunt. Amanda could see the wetness and the way the labia had swollen and spread. Rose was extremely excited and looking for some oral attention. 

The student could hear the sounds from the other chair, the soft, almost continuous moans the other woman was producing. Amanda felt proud to be summoned and to be ordered to service her instructor. Rose had been Amanda's first "lesbian" teacher. Even more of a turn-on was that she knew now that Mistress Rose was 'in charge'.

A hand was placed on the back of Amanda's face and pulled her firmly into the older woman's cunt. Amanda revelled in the scent of her sex and lust. She was still a complete novice when it came to giving pleasure to another woman. That didn't stop her, however, because Rose's commands were so much more important. She allowed the older woman to force her face against her clit and then Amanda opened her mouth and began to lick the sopping hole.

"Oh jesus yes," sighed Rose. "Poppet I need that so much. Yes, right in there."

Pamela turned her head to quiz her colleague. "How is this new little slut doing as a cunt muncher? I hear she's not a natural lesbian."

"No she's not," murmured Rose. "But I am told she is an eager student. She's already learning how to pleasure my hole anyway."

Amanda was stoked to hear that report on her abilities. Being discussed like that by her instructors was making her own cunt wet.

The young student pressed her tongue deep into the swollen folds of the Mistresses cunt. She searched for the hardened clit but there was so much blood in Rose's cunt lips that she had to press deeper than usual. When she found the little nub the older woman gasped her delight and thrust her hips forward onto Amanda's face.

"Yes, right there my little slut. Yes, yes..."

Amanda didn't wait to be told and slid on finger deep into the gushing hole of the Mistress. "Aaarghhhh..." came the loud groan of pleasure from Rose.

"Mine's rather practiced at eating a woman," commented Pamela. "Picked up some bad habits however. We'll beat those out of her soon enough though, won't we?"

Rose was interested to hear that. "More private instruction?" she groaned. "I get so horny watching those young backsides taking the paddle." Amanda hoped that she wasn't in line for some extra spanking. She tried her best to pleasure her Mistress, shoving a second finger into the sopping cunt as she sucked and licked on the swollen clit.

"Yes, like that," hissed Rose. "Yes, right there. Bend your fingers poppet. You know where I like it most." Amanda turned her wrist over and curled her fingers up, underneath the Mistress' pubic mound.

Seconds later Mistress Rose was cumming. She stretched her body and tensed her muscles and somehow seemed to cum more violently than Amanda had ever experienced for herself. Rose grabbed the student's head and pulled her tighter against her cunt. To feel the older woman climax like that was a revelation for Amanda. She wondered if she might suffocate amid all that wetness. She responded by jamming her fingers even harder into the gaping wet cunt and was rewarded with an extra strong taste of cunt juice as Rose expelled a gush of moisture.

Soon after she heard Pamela cumming just as hard. Except that Pamela was more vocal and seemed to enjoy using the same filthy language towards Elissa, who suddenly had become a filthy bitch and a dirty whore.

Once she was done Pamela used the short curls of Elissa's hair to drag her up from the floor. She ordered the student to suck and play with her breasts. 'If you are good enough I might let you give me an orgasm by biting on my nipples.'

Amanda got no respite. Rose kept the firm pressure on the back of head and insisted Amanda continue servicing her until she had cum twice more. Only then did the grateful young woman get a rest, pushed back onto her haunches and allowed to breathe freely once again.

The two instructors continued to discuss their students. Pamela wanted to know how Amanda had performed in "anal".

"This one is progressing very well," explained Rose. "I think she'll make a pretty good bumfuck before she graduates. She enjoys having a nice size to fill her up. Candace already has her on butt plugs that are much larger than the usual size. Getting reamed is something she'll take more time to adjust to."

"I'd like to try her myself. With your permission?"

Rose nodded her consent. As simply as that, Amanda's fate was handed to the other instructor. Stark naked in the office of one of her senior instructors, Amanda saw she had no choice but to crawl across the space to Mistress Pamela. She looked up and saw the other woman smiling at her, a look of lust and power.

Pamela ordered Elissa to get off her and to lie on her back on the carpeted floor of the office. There was no hesitation from Elissa and she spread her strong, lithe legs to show she and her cunt were ready for Pamela. These two young women were starting to repay the faith of their instructors.

Amanda was still on her knees and Pamela had her turn around so that the student had her bottom in easy reach. In that position Amanda also had her head directly in front of Elissa's oozing cunt. She felt a hand push on her back and allowed herself to fall forward till she was on hands and knees between Elissa's thighs.

"Go on, my eager little student," she heard Pamela say firmly. "Go on. Get your face into that sweet young cunt." That instruction, given so casually, caused Amanda suddenly to stop. She'd never thought about licking a woman's cunt until a few short weeks before. The only thing that stopped her now was the rule against sexual contact between students.

"Please," whimpered Elissa. "I need to get off. Just lick my pussy and give them a show."

Amanda had never wanted to lick a cunt before she'd entered Hanson House. Yet she'd discovered it was rather pleasurable. Now her friend was begging to have her cunt eaten. Amanda knew that she had no choice. From the corner of her eye she could see that Rose was again playing with her own cunt, aroused anew at the thought of her young protege shoving her face into the crotch of another student. Moreover, Pamela was waiting.

Slowly, carefully, Amanda lowered herself till her lips were right above Elissa's bald cunt. Amanda could see how excited her friend had become. She could smell her arousal. Amanda knew the instructors wanted her to use her mouth on Elissa. Her friend was so obviously aroused that to Amanda suddenly it seemed like exactly what she should do.

Elissa's cunt lips were thick and wet. Amanda drove her tongue straight between the folds and into the hot, wet opening. As soon as she heard the soft, high grunts from Elissa, she began to move her tongue, licking and filling the entrance to her friend's cunt. The juices tasted just fine and Amanda drove her tongue as deep as she could, fucking Elissa's love hole with her tongue before slowly moving up towards the erect clitoris.

As she did that, Amanda felt her own cunt being opened by Mistress Pamela. A single finger entered her and kept going its full length until it was touching her cervix. The instructor was comfortably seated on her chair and taking full advantage of the young student. 

Fully aware that both the older women were watching intently, Amanda allowed herself a small sound of pleasure and tried to focus on working her tongue on Elissa's clit. She was lucky that her novice ways had the right effect. Elissa's sharp gasps drowned out the moans from Amanda's throat as Pamela began to saw first one, and then two, fingers into the depths of her tunnel.

Amanda didn't really know why she enjoyed eating cunt so much. When Elissa began to buck her hips and murmur Amanda's name, however, the young woman felt a thrill at making her friend reach her climax. Maybe she was bi-sexual after all but there was no time to ponder that with Pamela's fingers working their magic inside her cunt hole. 

She was suckling Elissa's eager little clit when the orgasm began to burst through her new friend. Amanda felt and tasted the surge of juices from the cunt of her classmate. It was an incredible turn-on. Inside her own cunt Mistress Pamela's fingers were hitting just the right spot. Mistress Pamela clearly had gotten plenty of practice in fingering younger women. Amanda knew she was going to surrender and let her own sexual needs take over. 

Just as the instructor pushed her over the edge, Amanda went down and thrust her novice tongue hard into Elissa. She pushed her face into her classmate's cunt and tried to muffle the shrill sounds of her own sexual release. The two students were cumming in unison and Amanda, for one, was grateful for the thick walls of the old building.

Pamela didn't wait for Amanda to finish. Even before that first massive orgasm had subsided, her fingers moved to the arsehole that lay exposed in front of her. With her two fingers pressing against that little brown hole Pamela ordered the student to "open for me little girl". Amanda, still in her throes and with her cunt being reamed, struggled to perform the "pushing out" she'd been taught in class. Pamela chuckled as she began to work her fingers inside the youngster's tight little hole.

Amanda felt the first stab of the other woman's fingers but did not utter a single sound. She was too breathless to complain. More, she was desperate to have Mistress Pamela continue to stroke her. Despite the pain of her sphincters being stretched, Amanda had never felt so randy and so in need of release in her life.

Elissa's chest was still heaving as she enjoyed the last of her orgasm. Amanda's oral efforts had been the final straw she'd needed. Now she was ordered to her knees and back between the legs of an older woman. This time it was Rose, turned-on by watching Pamela fingering the arsehole of the other young woman.

What Pamela wanted was to have her own fun. She knew she was hurting Amanda with the sudden entry to her bottom but she knew well enough how to treat these young women. Still stroking the cunt before her, Pamela paused her other hand as she waited for Amanda's anal passage stretched and fit around her fingers. 

"This one is very pliant," she said to her colleague with a smile.

"She shows a lot of promise," replied Rose. 

"Yes, but not many respond so well to having their anus used like this." With the distraction of the chat, Pamela's fingers were resting deep inside Amanda's back passage. Having her rectum filled and stretched was making Amanda's cunt gush juices harder than ever before. "The little bitch is soaking."

Rose was getting more turned on as she talked about it. She held Elissa's head and pulled her face further into the steamy cunt. The student happily ate Mistress Rose's cunt. She'd already been rewarded with a tonguing from her new friend, a "virgin lesbian". To be licking the cunt of another instructor was a real privilege.

"We have two who can orgasm from anal use," said Rose as she panted under Elissa's tongue. "But that one is strongly motivated. We have noticed her arousal from giving pleasure."

Pamela sighed, a happy sound. "You can please me, little slut," she said to Amanda, "by cumming nice and loud for me." With that Mistress Pamela began to work both hands in Amanda's holes. She increased the power of the fingers stroking the young cunt. With her other hand she resumed her slow pumping of the student's rectum. 

"I'm almost there thanks to this little slut," announced Rose. 

"Do it for me now," Pamela ordered Amanda. She increased the pumping of her fingers into the student's soaking cunt. "I want your juices all over my fingers."

Amanda could hear the unmistakeable sounds of Rose's orgasm. She glanced and saw the way the instructor was pulling Elissa's hair so hard, pinning the younger woman against her crotch. Amanda had never imagined such a sight could be so sexy.

The difference was that Amanda had never understood how thrilling it could be to be serving someone sexually. She was being used by the instructors and that really was the cause of her cunt gushing juices. She listened to Rose as she enjoyed the service from Elissa and she heard the sharp orders from Pamela behind her. She felt her cunt muscles start to spasm around those pumping fingers.

Amanda came nice and hard for Pamela, just as instructed. Her cunt exploded and the surge of her orgasm almost overcame her, She had to concentrate so as to not collapse onto the carpet. She called out her relief as her climax swept her along and she felt the pure joy of knowing she'd given Mistress Pamela just what she'd ordered.

It was clear the instructor had enjoyed the performance. "What a horny young woman," Pamela gasped to her colleague. "Both holes are clamping down on me. Her cunt is so tight on my fingers as she cums. You should feel they way her arsehole pulses, too, as she orgasms."

The fingers were withdrawn from her holes and Amanda was left panting from her exertions. She felt totally used by Mistress Pamela and that made her happy and contented. Serving the female instructors like this had not been what she'd expected from Hanson House. Yet sexual service was her destiny. She knew that now and was ready to embrace it.

"Get over here," ordered Rose. "Clean this one for me," pointing at Elissa. "Lick my juices off her face."

Amanda crawled across to Elissa who'd been released from the grip of Mistress Rose. She could see the older woman's juices smeared all over the face of her fellow student. Elissa looked a little shaken by her treatment, as if she'd nearly drowned in the instructor's cunt. Amanda gently guided Elissa's face close to hers. She'd become accustomed to the taste of a woman's cunt so she was happy enough to clean Elissa. More importantly, Amanda was smart enough to realise this was part of the show the students were providing for the older women. 

Holding Elissa's face between her hands, Amanda slowly worked her tongue over the skin, collecting all of the Mistresses' juice. She was gentle with Elissa, realising that she had taken it worst from the two instructors. Having licked clean her nose, cheeks and her chin, Amanda went to finish her job by licking clean Elissa's lovely soft lips.

She passed her tongue over Elissa's mouth and received a small surprise when the other woman parted her lips. Amanda got a small feel of the tip of Elissa's tongue. It still had a trace of Rose's juices. Amanda had never kissed a woman before and the touch of other's tongue was a tiny, illicit pleasure for her. 

With that, Amanda was ordered to get dressed and was dismissed. Elissa was to stay behind and Amanda wondered what further pleasures the instructors would have with her. 

Amanda didn't dare stick around to ask. She closed the door gently with Elissa still naked, on her knees. As she walked back to her room she began to ask herself how often she would be called upon to visit the office of an instructor and to give sexual service. It was impossible to know whether this was additional training, as Candace had said, or whether she was regarded as their personal sex slave.

Amanda still hadn't answered that question as she undressed for a shower. She had to be quick or miss out on dinner. There was, however, an extra benefit from having been called to Rose's office. All the cunt juice that coated her face had already cleaned the crusty, dried semen deposited at the titfuck session.



Hanson House Ch. 09



After sport the following Saturday the roommates found time to relax and compare notes. With that week's heavy academic requirements out of the way, everyone could afford to waste a little time. The conversation quickly turned to what they had been learning and, in particular, some extra-curricular matters they'd been involved with.

Grace was the first to speak. She had a tone of outrage in her voice.

"Let me tell you what just happened. I was on my way out of the changeroom and I was grabbed by two of them."

"Grabbed?"

"Master Paul and one of the attendants. Simon, I think, is his name. They stopped me and then they told me to relax and obey them."

Jas was looking worried. "Obey them how? That doesn't sound proper to me."

"Paul is an instructor," replied Grace with a tone of exasperation. "I do what an instructor tells me any time. I don't want to get what Mona got. Remember?" Everyone nodded. The example made of Mona earlier in the semester remained strong in all their minds.

"They took me aside," she went on. "They lifted my shirt off me and then they pulled down my bra. Of course my boobs bounced out right in front of them. I was so horribly embarrassed."

"Of course they want your tits," laughed Amanda. "Everyone loves those big tits of yours. Even Elissa." Grace, most definitely straight, looked sharply at her friend.

"Master Paul kept telling me that he'd gotten such good reports about me. He said I was being such a promising student." To Amanda that sounded all too familiar.

Grace went on. "Simon was just rubbing my boobs. Kind of squeezing them and holding them. Then Paul started playing with my nips. Oh my god!"

The others wondered what could be so bad about that. "Totally nothing," Grace exclaimed. "I've had to fight boys off so many times when they wanted my boobs. Right then I realised why I've been saving myself for older guys. Even I can't make my boobs feel as good as those two were doing to me."

The others were on the edge of their seats, waiting to hear the rest. "I was a little scared," said Grace. "But I knew since this is Hanson House they couldn't hurt me too bad. Not even when Simon started pulling and twisting my nips. Shit, that hurt a lot!"

"You poor thing," murmured Jasminda.

"No! I was loving it," shot back Grace. "He was holding me. A real man, so much better than the boys I'm used to. He hurt my nips so much I had to almost scream but he put his hand tight over my mouth. He just told me that I must learn to behave better."

Jas was still worried. "Oh my, that does sound frightening to be treated like that."

"Are you kidding?" retorted Lis who'd been listening intently. "It sounds perfect."

Grace nodded furiously. "I've always fought off the boys before now. But once he said that I just relaxed and I knew that I would just give them anything they wanted." Grace had gotten excited all over again and she proceeded to tell her friends everything that had been done to her. 

How the men had dragged her into a nearby office. How they had fondled and then mauled her large breasts. The way she'd felt when the men suckled on her and made her feel more aroused than any mere boy had ever accomplished. She'd felt her juices flow as they played with her breasts and worried in case they flowed as far as her thighs.

The men had demanded she prepare to perform a titfuck for them both. They'd told her she'd be wearing their cum by the end of it. When they pulled out their cocks Grace had almost squealed with delight. They were both big, she said, and so hard they were like steel. When they licked and spat in her cleavage she'd trembled with the knowledge their big manly cocks would follow.

"They put me on the edge of a desk," reported Grace. "Then Paul put his cock against my titties and he told me that I knew what to do. Luckily I was able to keep myself together enough to do what we were taught in class."

"Sounds even better than class," muttered Lis. 

Grace nodded her head. Each man had taken turns between her breasts as Grace had squeezed her flesh around their weapons. Paul had gone long and slow. His cock was so big that he easily touched his head against Grace's lips. Simon had been just as thick and he had shoved harder. With the force of his thrusting he, too, was able to touch his cock against her willing mouth.

"I've touched a few boys before Hanson. At least they helped me get off. Ever since I arrived here I have been so horny. When Paul took me, and Simon, I just squished my tits together to massage their cocks but really what I wanted was to be fucked by them. I didn't care even if they both did it to me."

Instead the men had kept taking their turns in her cleavage. Little was said to Grace but she knew how aroused they both had become by the use of her tits. Soon they were leaking pre-cum and small drops of the clear fluid were being deposited on the tip of her tongue.

"Paul pushed really hard and stretched so the end of his cock was resting on my bottom lip. I saw how much pre-cum he made and it was running down the head a bit. I didn't know what to do next. I was looking straight into his eyes and I saw Paul just nod. So I took a chance and I stuck out my tongue and licked the little hole in the end of his cock. I licked a load of his pre-cum and it was so nice and sticky."

"Oh my god," gasped Jasminda. The little Filipina had never touched a cock before entering Hanson House. Even the sight of them still made her tremble.

Simon had quickly taken his place between Grace's tits but he showed less control than the instructor. Grace knew enough that she could tell his orgasm was close. The panting of his breath and the force of his thrusting had told her to prepared for his eruption.

"He just started shooting out all over me. It felt even better than in class. This time it was just me they'd chosen and it felt so totally amazing to know I was responsible for that. His stuff hit me on my chin and my neck and then it just kind of gushed out all over the top of my boobs."

When Master Paul took his place, Grace had felt her cunt gush even harder.

"Fucking hell, I was covered in sticky goo already and now this guy wanted to dump his on me. I wanted it, too. I really wanted it. It was like, whatever they did to me, I was leaving behind my old self." All her friends could understand. It was how they'd all felt since arriving at Hanson House.

The instructor wasn't bothered about another man's cum covering Grace's tits. As he thrust he quietly instructed her on how best to take care of him with her large tits. His commands made Grace even hotter. Right then, that titfuck seemed to her to be the most important thing she'd ever done in her life. Her eyes never left Paul's and she even heard herself whisper 'please' to the older guy just as he was at the point of release.

"Fuck, he sprayed it everywhere. I've only seen it before in a porno." The others were agog. "On my boobs, my shoulders. Of course it sprayed up on my chin and he got it in my hair. There was just so much."

Grace lifted her shirt to expose her large tits to her roommates. "My shirt stuck to me when I was walking back but its dried all over me."The friends looked and could see the crusty remains of two loads of cum stuck to the ample chest of their roommate. Everyone felt so jealous and so horny. To be that close to two cocks, alone in a room with them, was a prize they all yearned for. 

"Master Paul was so happy with me," said Grace. "He told me what a great job I had done and he even gave me a little peck on my cheek." Grace knew that over the coming weeks she would keep a keen eye out for Master Paul in the hope he would repeat the experience. 

Then she looked at the others with a more serious expression. "You can't tell anyone about this guys. Master Paul told me the staff like to 'help the students with our training'. But I don't want everyone to find out. I wouldn't want either of those guys to get in trouble."

Everyone understood. The young women were eager to win the ultimate prize and be assigned to their future Dominant. They all knew that many students had to wait months, sometimes years, to be assigned. No-one wanted to be forced to endure such a wait. They wanted to do nothing that might impede their chances of being assigned at the first opportunity. 

Amanda felt it was time to come clean. She knew about the "rules" at Hanson House, thanks to Candace. She felt bad about holding out on her friends and not telling about her experiences with the instructors. Plus she wondered if she ought to warn them that possibly they were all considered 'fair game' by the staff.

The others were stunned to hear Amanda tell them how the female instructors had twice "helped her with her lessons". Of course the roommates demanded all the details.

She told them as much as she dared. Still, Amanda decided it was best to leave out mention of Elissa and Mistress Rose. She just mentioned Candace's name and left it at that. She explained about "rules and 'rules'" and how some students were chosen for "extra classes". She told them how she'd been made to finger Candace and be fingered in return. She told them all about being forced to eat out the cunt of their beauitful instructor. 

The others were less sure they wanted to be forced to serve in that way, sexual submission to the female instructors. For the most part they dreamed only of the cocks they expected to worship and obey after their graduation. Their attitudes did change, a little, when Amanda related her experience of being fingered in both holes and that she had exploded her orgasm all over the Mistresses' fingers. 

Lisbeth spoke for them all. "I'm so goddamn horny all the time with all these classes they give us. I'd happily put-out for one of the Mistresses or one of the male attendants just so I don't have to finger myself all the goddamn time!"

"Be careful what you wish for," said Amanda. "That instructor fingered my arsehole hard. And then I watched as she got her bum screwed by one of the male instructors. I was really kinda glad it wasn't being done to me."

Having heard about Candace getting arsefucked by Stuart, the others agreed with Amanda. None of them were quite ready to be serving the staff with their little holes. On the other hand, like Lisbeth, they all craved the kind of sexual attention the staff were able to give them. Jasminda, the little Filipina, had other concerns.

"The staff haven't used me yet. It might be better for me if they did." Jas had her hands n her tits, still worried about her small stature. "I want to be like all of you. To learn to be the best submissive I can be. But I am so small that I sometimes worry that I can't do it. I'll be hurt too much."

"Maybe those men will want you even more," offered Grace." You must be a tight little bitch with those holes of yours. Men always want tight little holes for their cocks you know."

"I just want to be chosen, to be given to my Dominant," replied Jas softly. "I don't want to have to wait for years until someone chooses me. So I hope I get some extra tuition. So my holes can take all those big cocks."

"Well you heard what they did to Susie? After she bombed out of 'anal' class."

"Yes, I heard," said Jas. "Some kind of special dildo to stretch her."

Lis had heard the story too and she seemed to know more about it. "It was an inflatable dildo. They sound like fun. The instructor inserts it into the student. It could be her cunt or her backside. Then, just as the student is getting all comfy, they start to pump air into the dildo and it inflates. It gets bigger than any cock."

Jas was looking wide-eyed. "Either the instructor stops when she's happy," said Lis, "or the student starts whimpering when it gets too big."

"And that's what they used on Susie?" asked Jas. "Must have been in her bottom. I hope it works and she can get better at anal."

"Mistress Judith told me they won't kick her out," reported Lis. "But if she cannot take anal she'll have to learn extra skills in something else. The instructors might give her extra training in serving a woman. Mistress Judith even thinks they might force her to learn how to be fisted."

Everyone shuddered at the thought. Big cocks filled their imaginations but none of them considered they'd ever be capable of receiving a fisting.

But that was hardly the end of what Amanda could tell of what happened when the instructors took an interest in their pupils. Amanda had spoken with Elissa the night before and had learned all the details of what had happened that night in Rose's office after she'd been dismissed. 

The lesbian student had been kept on her knees for a good while as the older women enjoyed her talents. They had made full use of their pupil and her mouth. Each of them had taken turns to force Elissa to pleasure them orally. Before entering Hanson House, Elissa had the pleasure of eating two of her girlfriends. That had been mere exploration, a secret titillation. Discovering the fun of licking a cunt, however, was nothing compared to the thrill of being forced to serve her instructors in that way. 

Rose had a lovely way of grabbing Elissa's soft brown curls and pulling her face deeper into her cunt folds. For Elissa, feeling that lust, that need, from the older woman made it all the more satisfying to be on her knees and pleasuring her cunt. To serve, to submit sexually, was something Elissa desired as much as any of the students. Now, with the two instructors, she finally had a taste of the future she imagined so strongly.

Pamela, on the other hand, was more languid but by far the most orgasmic of the two. She preferred long turns of Elissa's tongue lapping softly at her. She also had the dirtiest mouth and as she came relentlessly under Elissa's tongue she called out all sorts of names like "dirty slut" and "filthy little bitch". Elissa enjoyed being told she was "cunt licker". She thought of it as a badge she would wear later on. By the time Pamela had finally done with her, sated for who knew how long, poor Elissa's tongue and jaw had been aching terribly.

It had not been the end of her "special lesson" however. Elissa had been surprised when Master Stephen had entered the office without even knocking. Of course she had expected at some point to be forced to serve a male instructor. But kneeling there on the floor, naked, she'd felt a delicious surge of shame and humiliation. Elissa was excited at the thought that whatever she did for Stephen, it would be for the pleasure of Rose and Pamela.

It was Rose who'd ordered Stephen to take out his cock. Once again Rose had shown that she was the most dominant person among the staff. Elissa eyed Stephen's cock even though she had no real way of evaluating it. The cock was the most obvious thing that separated boys from women and that gave Elissa reason enough to study them.

She watched as Rose took it in her hand and stroked Stephen to full length. The expression on her face told clearly how Rose enjoyed the sight and feel of her colleague's weapon. Elissa had experimented with touching the cocks of boys at school. Despite her preferences she'd been content to dabble and had been willing to please and to satisfy their demands. 

Just the same, Elissa couldn't help but be impressed by the easy way Pamela so easily handled this one. She stared as Rose bent forward and took Stephen's shaft between her lips. The Mistress had as much skill with her mouth as her hands. She seemed to consume that cock, hungry as she swallowed almost the entire length. Stephen's moans were arousing for Elissa and even as a confirmed lesbian she was ready to worship the male weapon. 

Rose, the boss, beckoned to Mistress Pamela, herself a lesbian, and without a murmur of complaint she had taken her own turn on Stephen's cock. Pamela sucked him deep, too, but added a further touch by stroking the male's scrotum for him. Even young Elissa could understand the Stephen's pleasure at having two women serve him like that. 

She had watched the entire performance until she'd been dragged by Rose over to a padded armchair. Elissa was pulled onto the chair, facing backwards and forced to bend over the back. As she listened to the sounds of eager cocksucking behind her, Rose had moved her legs apart until she had the student positioned just so. 

The instructors knew that Elissa had never been played with anally. She was yet to undertake the special "anal" classes. What they had planned for their "special" student might come as a shock to her. The older women were not concerned in the least. They'd chosen Elissa for her special gift for submission. They were prepared to push her hard and they expected her to submit without question. 

Besides, Elissa's tight little butt looked just perfect for being wrapped around a cock or fingers or even toys. Once she graduated as a full-fledged submissive, that arse would be in demand from dominants of both sexes.

So the older women both grinned when Eissa cried out at the touch of Pamela's tongue against her anus. Pamela felt an extra thrill at being able to violate a new student. It was extra pleasing to tongue such a pert young tush. She knew well enough that it was important to prepare the backdoor of this young virgin. Pamela was no stranger to giving pain but she had no wish to drive away her new plaything. 

For Elissa, the shock of a woman's tongue pressing against her little hole was replaced by pleasure. Like most women she naturally enjoyed being licked in that most private place. It was impossible to suppress her soft moans. Elissa could well guess what was coming and the thought was scary. She felt a special honour at being used by the staff in this way. Naturally, she also feared any punishment that might come from failing to serve as they demanded.

Pamela ordered the student to hold her arse cheeks apart. The instructors shared approving smiles as their pupil complied. Anyone would be happy to shove their face into that gorgeous young arse but this way made for easier access to her holes. Mistress Pamela then slid a single digit into the young cunt before her. That brought a moan of delight from the pupil. Carefully, Pamela stroked Elissa's hole, working slow and deep. The aim was not to bring her off but to raise her to the appropriate state of arousal.

After a few minutes the instructors changed positions. Elissa could sense Stephen moving in behind her, between her legs and with his hard cock at the ready. Elissa felt a sense of excitement mixed with fear. She knew the rules about being penetrated by cocks and she knew how Stephen intended to use her. Elissa also knew, all too well, that she had no hope of escape.

Mistress Pamela was whispering in her ear. "I know what you are my dear. But still it pleases me to see you used in this way. It may even hurt you somewhat. But please don't scream too loud. Show me what you can do by taking this as best you can. Do you understand?"

Elissa nodded mutely and Pamela smiled at her. She shifted her position slightly so her shapely breasts were in the face of the student. "You may wish to suck on me if that helps," said the instructor.

Without another word, Stephen pressed his lubed-up cock to the moistened anus and began to force himself inside. The young pupil swallowed and prepared herself for the inevitable violation. The instructors were going to use her, forcing her to take a hard, manly cock into her most private place. It was disgusting and degrading. But Elissa would not complain. She would obey her instructors just as she hoped, one day, to obey her Mistress.

Elissa felt the sudden pressure of his cock head and the fearful sensation of her tiny opening being breached. This was how it felt, the sensations of being arsefucked. Already he felt so large compared to her tiny tunnel. Elissa tried not to freeze with the fear. Instead she tilted her head and took a nipple between her lips as she prepared for the pain.




Hanson House Ch. 09



Stephen soon forced the head of his cock past her small opening. Elissa groaned in protest at the weird discomfort she felt. But Stephen showed no mercy. He knew just how to treat a novice hole. The male instructor knew that his was the first cock to invade that little space and that made his rod grow even harder. He knew the student wasn't enjoying this but he had a job to do for Mistress Rose. He was determined to have his entire cock wedged inside the pretty little bottom. Even while Elissa continued to groan with shock and surprise, Stephen slowly worked his cock into her depths.

Elissa seemed to experience several different sensations as the thick cock was worked into her arse. She was experiencing the most incredible "fullness" she'd ever known. Her sphincters were being stretched so wide she imagined they would tear. Her mind and her body rebelled against the huge invader. The feeling of it moving deeper into her bowels made her want to shit. The burning sensation faded and she had the feeling of her entire body being reamed. Elissa suckled more of the Mistress' tit into her mouth.

Being fucked by a man, having her anus used for his pleasure, was the lowest and most demeaning experience of her young life. "You don't realise," she explained to Amanda later, "How low you really are in front of a man's cock until that happens to you."

The truth was that Elissa had let it happen because that was what her instructors wanted. She was sure that this was all Pamela's idea. Elissa so wanted to please Pamela, the first woman she'd met who wanted her for her talents as a lesbian.

Amanda tried to sound sympathetic. But Elissa was having none it. "I felt totally dirty and degraded," she assured her friend. "But I loved it at the same time. My first time to really give service."

The key thing had been the look on Mistress Pamela's face. The older woman was aroused by the violation of the student and Elissa had known instantly that being used in that way was an act of true submission. "Pamela wanted it so I was excited to let them do that to me. It was like I was giving service to her. And I would do anything that woman wanted."

Later, on the Friday night, Amanda had questioned Elissa further. She wanted to be sure about the pain.

"It hurt at the start. I almost cried," confided Elissa. "Then it was different, kind of weird. It wasn't as bad as I expected. I know I was tight for him and having a big, hard pole shoved into my bottom was very uncomfortable. That's for sure."

"Did his whole cock go in?"

"His whole cock. When he was screwing my butt I could feel his balls touching my snatch."

"Jesus. You could feel him fucking you? He actually fucked you anally?"

"I was so embarrassed about that. His whole thing fit inside my butthole. I really couldn't believe that I could take a full-size one in my butt. He went pretty hard too, after a while. I just sucked on Pamela's boobs and tried to ignore it."

"Did it hurt then, being fucked?"

"Not mostly. Later on I felt like I wasn't so tight. Once he'd finished banging into me I was sore. But he made a really beautiful sound when he unloaded inside me. I didn't know men could make that kind of sound. It almost made the pain worth it." Amanda smiled at that. It was another taste of the many pleasures that lay ahead of them.

"So he came in you?" demanded Amanda. "He shot his semen into your bum?"

"Mistress Rose told me the cock cream would soothe my aching hole. Which it didn't because I was still sore a long time afterwards," she added with a laugh. "And when they sent me away I had to run for the shower. His cum was leaking out of my hole and running down my legs. That was disgusting. I just managed it in time."

Amanda had looked at Elissa with a feeling of awe. She'd taken a man's cock inside her body. She had been fucked. That sure beat any strap-ons or vibrators the students had received so far. Amanda knew that her roommate, Lisbeth, had enjoyed more cocks than most of them. To be fucked by a cock, however, to be penetrated and forced to take a cock inside one of her holes, was something they all imagined every single day. Now Elissa had been the first. 

Still, Amanda was left feeling confused and uneasy. She knew that rules were being broken. Perhaps worst of all was that she had breached the rule against sexual contact between the students. The instructors had forced her to do it. She'd enjoyed doing it very much, licking Elissa's cunt. The chance to submit, to obey and to serve was more thrilling than she'd ever expected. But they'd told her the goal was final graduation. So the question was what it meant to be used by the staff in that way.

However, there was one thing Amanda could be very sure of. The thought of it made her shiver in fear and expectation. Rose and her gang were using both Amanda and Elissa as part of their filthy sexual pleasures. They'd used Elissa's arsehole as easily as they liked. Amanda felt certain that her turn would come.



Hanson House Ch. 10



Rose had summoned two of the second year students to her office. Sara and Kayla, both eager and promising. Their academic results were very strong and both of them had shown good form in their "special classes" at Hanson House.

There was just one issue that had come to Rose's attention. Following the recent "titfuck" lessons for the whole of the second year class, Rose had received a detailed report from her staff. It had been noted that these two students, in particular, had appeared uncomfortable at receiving cock juice on their skin - especially their faces. Where most of the young women had smiled and laughed at their reward, these two had been quiet and reserved. There was even a thought they may have shown distaste for it.

It wasn't a grave failing. There was plenty of time for Sara and Kayla to improve their attitude and learn to graciously accept semen from men superior to them. They still had several more semesters of training to undertake at Hanson House. In addition, it was likely they would have some months after graduation before being assigned to their future Doms. 

On the other hand, Rose was not the sort of instructor, or the type of Domme, who would allow such poor discipline to pass without challenge. She didn't intend today's activity as a punishment. It was important, however, that both young women be reminded of what was expected of them as future submissives.

The two young women stood before her desk, looking sheepish and very nervous. That was good. They expected a punishment of some sorts and were ready to accept that - even without knowing what transgression they had committed. The main reason for their nerves, however, was the presence of ten male students - third year trainee Dominants. Their leader was Jack. Rose had chosen him carefully to conduct this session and had briefed him fully on what was required.

Jack was that rare thing, a ready-made Dominant male. Despite his youth, Jack had a pleasing combination of charisma and confidence that made him a "natural". Most Dominants, especially the men, required more time and training to grow into their roles. Young Jack was well ahead of the standard curve. He was handsome and self-assured and it was very possible that he'd be assigned straight after graduation. 

In his case, the most likely applicant was an older woman. She was successful in business, a leader in her industry, the kind of client Hanson House liked to attract. She'd been interviewed once already by Rose and had seen Jack's file. The client was eager and they seemed like a good match. The final decision would be for the board of governors but Jack's progress had marked him as a star performer.

Rose watched with keen interest as Jack responded to her signal and began the "remedial activity" for the two female students.

"Mistress Rose ordered you here because you need a little help. We final year boys have been chosen to give that help." Jack paused a moment. The two young women looked even more nervous as Jack indicated his colleagues. Rose recalled that their files showed these two were less eager than some pupils for group activities. That could have explained their poor performance in the "titfuck" class. It hardly mattered - they would learn soon enough that a mass of cocks deserved just as much respect and devotion as a single man.

"By now", continued Jack, "you know that there are men who are superior to you. Men compared to whom you will always be lower and subservient. That's true isn't it?" The two young women nodded in agreement, their eyes fixed on Rose as they wondered what fate awaited them.

"And their cocks," he went on. "You are lower than their cocks. Those cocks are powerful and superior to dirty little women like you and you know that when such a man gives you his cock you are grateful and unworthy. You know that too."

Again the young women nodded their assent. There could be no argument. Each of them had a deep desire to serve, to submit. They'd known it and Hanson House had helped them to acknowledge it. What was more, in their present situation neither pupil wanted to object. Jack had a way that they just could not resist. Besides, Mistress Rose was watching.

Rose was especially impressed by Jack's performance. He'd shown himself a strong student. The opportunity to degrade and punish two of his fellow pupils was bringing out his very best. She would make a note to that effect in his file later.

"And his cum," said Jack with a renewed firmness. "You are lower than a man, lower than his cock. His cum, his issue, is special stuff that you as a woman should treasure. Am I right?"

"Yes Sir," murmured Kayla. It wasn't normal for a student to address another student in that way. Something about Jack forced it out of her. Kayla was nervous. She could see where this was going and she wasn't sure she was ready. Compliance was sure to be the best strategy for them both.

Jack was pressing on. "The staff had you sophomores titfucked recently. It was an important lesson." He paused until Kayla and Sara both nodded in agreement. "You enjoyed it didn't you?"

Both young women nodded in agreement. "You liked having all those cocks, didn't you?" continued Jack. "You felt in your rightful place, didn't you? On your knees and ready to serve those powerful cocks and receive their cum?"

Sara mumbled something in reply. Kayla felt more confident and she answered more strongly. "Yes Sir, I did Sir."

She knew it was true. In the "titfuck" class Kayla had felt intimidated by the presence of so many men. As usual, she'd felt herself less worthy than her peers to be chosen to serve. Kayla suffered from a lack of confidence and she wished somehow that Hanson House would have some magic way of building her up.

And yet, somehow those doubts about her worthiness had made the "titfuck" class easier. Her lack of confidence meant Kayla needed to be "forced" to serve. She was too timid to offer. When surrounded by so many horny young men, and their eager cocks, she'd felt strangely calm and ready to do whatever was required. Her greatest fear was that she'd not measure up to the demands of these men. It was that fear, and not any reluctance, that was undermining her performance as a submissive.

"But you didn't really like it, did you? The cocks yes, perhaps. However, it was seen that possibly you were not as grateful as the other second years to receive cockjuice from the men that day."

Sara blushed with shame. Kayla looked as if she were about to protest but thought better of it. She knew she needed to do better. Some of the other students had been heard to actually thank the instructors and the male pupils for giving them their semen. She had enjoyed the experience of having men shoot their cum onto her skin. Silently, she was kicking herself for her lack of confidence. 

On the other hand, poor Sara really did have a problem with cum. She was sure her talents lay elsewhere. One of the female instructors had been talking to her about "service" and to Sara that seemed more her calling. Perhaps they'd find her a sugar daddy - an older man, time-poor, an important executive who would select someone to take care of his personal needs. She would be his secretary and his whore. Still, Sara had been warned that first she'd have to complete all her training as a submissive.

Jack was still talking. Sara had not been listening closely enough. She'd been more caught up in her shame and her concern about what was going to be done to her. There were ten student Dominants in the room and it seemed clear enough all ten would be involved in this activity.

"Take your clothes off, please," Jack was saying. "Its best that you are totally naked while you receive this little bit of correction."

Kayla and Sara both threw a look of fear towards Mistress Rose. Neither of them hesitated, however. Silently the female students slipped off their shirts and the skirts, standing there buck naked in front of ten horny males. Rose noted their blushes and smiled to herself. If these novices were a little embarrassed by public nudity that was a further good a reason to give them over to Jack and his final year pals.

She inspected them, as did all the young men. The regime of regular physical activity was working and they both looked fit and healthy. Naturally the young men were more interested in gawking. They all noted the round, high breasts of Kayla and compared them with the smaller, pointier pair sported by Sara with her leaner body.

Jack pointed to the desk. "Brace position please," he said softly but firmly. There was no question Jack was enjoying himself. Sara and Kayla moved to Rose's desk and assumed the position - legs straight, feet wide, bent at ninety degrees from their waists and hands gripping the edge of the wooden desk. 

The two young female faces turned darker red. From this position they knew their holes were on display to the older males. They couldn't see the faces of the third year boys but they knew, they just knew, that the boys would be enjoying the view.

Rose didn't mind it either. She saw how their young tits hung down from their bodies. Kayla, with some extra meat, was especially pleasing. Her young tits still held their shape well. Rose also couldn't help but notice how Kayla's nipples had grown hard. She wasn't the only woman in that room starting to feel excitement. Rose knew she'd need a solid masturbation session after she'd dismissed this class.

"Open," ordered Jack, and both women adjusted their positions. They shuffled forward to place their torsos on the desk. Spreading their thighs further, they reached back with both hands and parted their arse cheeks. Rose could see the furious blushes on both young faces. Yet, she could see, too, that their cunt lips were starting to swell. That was only right and proper. As was required, both Sara and Kayla were readily aroused by being forced to submit to orders from a Dominant male.

At that point Jack took a liberty. Rose was giving him some latitude in dealing with the two younger pupils. He knew, also, that he wanted to do a good job of humiliating and "correcting" the novices. So he reached out with both hands, one for each naked woman, and ran his hands through those two exposed slits. 

Sara and Kayla could do nothing but hold their position as the third year boy ran his hands through their cunts, from their clit through their bare lips and right up to their rear holes. It was a minor humiliation. Yet, for all that, the female students were grateful to be touched by Jack. Like their peers, the curriculum at Hanson House had left them permanently aroused. They could not reject a sexual touch, even from a third year student. Both Jack and Rose noted the soft moans emitted by the two sophomores as he ran his fingers softly through their folds. 

The boys were aroused as well. The sight of the two young women, fully exposed, was guaranteed to have that effect. Besides, the boys all knew they were there for a reason.

Jack was enjoying himself, heady with the knowledge he could indulge himself and abuse the two young novices at the same time. They were helpless, after all, and Rose had granted him considerable freedom to act as he chose.

So he stroked his fingers once more through the two cunts as the two female novices moaned and moved slightly in response. Jack enjoyed the warm dampness of their slits. He was sure one of them was actually on the verge of leaking.

Jack let his fingers pause once more on the two anuses before him. It was little more than a touch. There was no time for any real stimulation. Yet one of the little bitches gave an ever so slight buck of her hips. It was Kayla - she enjoyed the touch and was willing for more. Rose noticed it too. Perhaps Kayla had some real promise after all.

Later, in another life, Jack hoped to find himself in this sort of situation again. He wasn't really aware of the promise he held. He knew, however, that it came naturally to him to want to control and sexually dominate certain women. Hanson House had helped to train him. More than that, Mistress Rose had arranged for him to indulge his growing skills on real women. Hanson House embraced the double standard that permitted the dominant boys to have sex while the submissive women had to remain virgins. Twice Jack had spent a night in a plush hotel room with different women, older sluts who'd trembled as they'd obeyed his every command and debased themselves in any way he'd wanted. Jack had distinguished himself both in the harsh spankings he'd administered and his youthful sexual prowess. 

What Jack hadn't known was that Hanson House gave some students experience in this way in return for a sizeable financial "donation" from curious housewives. Rose collected the donations and also reports on her students' performance. Jack had been scored highly, both for his convincing performances as a Dominant and his vigorous fucking of the two grateful "donors".

Jack would have loved to fuck these two second-year women as well. That, however, was not the purpose Rose had briefed him for. And above all, Jack took pride in his self-discipline.

"Open those cunts," was his next order. He said it with a grin. He really was enjoying his task. The two females were beyond embarrassment now. How quickly since joining Hanson House they'd move from juvenile giggling about their limited sexual experiences to full acceptance of their fate. Its what Hanson House did to all its students. Sara and Kayla both had the choice of leaving, of course, yet they stayed happily and with ambitions of their own for a life of sexual servitude. 

The young women still had no idea what was to be done to them and yet they were excited by it all the same. They did not want to be punished, if that's what it was. On the other hand, they knew that at Hanson House punishment often involved some kind of sexual interaction. Their aroused state only helped them to follow Jack's orders. 

Sara quickly responded, shifting her grip to reach closer to her cunt. She pulled harder and parted her arse cheeks as wide as she could. In this way she successfully exposed to full view her moistening slit and her tight little anus. Kayla, with her meatier butt, instead slid one hand between her legs. With her fingers she was able to prise apart her cunt lips, giving a perfect view of glistening pinkness and her little clit.

It wasn't only humiliation for the young women. Jack was deliberately trying to stir and arouse his colleagues. He wanted them ready to perform. It worked, too, and if the boys had been similarly naked no doubt Rose could have seen several of their young cocks twitch noticeably as the females bared their treasures.

Finally Jack ordered them off the desk and to a position in the middle of the room. "Down" was the simple order he gave and both women obeyed without a word, sinking to their knees in front of ten horny men, only barely older than themselves.

Jack nodded to his colleagues and the other nine started to undo their pants. Sara had to stifle a gasp. Ten third year boys were pulling out their cocks. She could see that already they were erect. Kayla was only slightly calmer but felt a surge of relief. She'd heard of the implements Mistress Rose kept in the cabinet in her office.

"You need more practice with cock juice," Jack was saying. "Hanson House cannot afford to have females who have a problem with men's cum." He looked at them as sternly as he could manage. Jack knew what was coming and he was almost as excited as his companions.

Rose had to resist the temptation to lick her lips. Few women ever got to enjoy such a sight. Ten virile young men, loaded with hormones, their young cocks standing almost vertical and straining for release, to be pleasured and to unload the contents of their balls. The word was "magnificent".

The Mistress looked on as the five young men took position around the two women. There was no need for guessing any longer. The purpose of the activity was clear enough. The males stood in two tight semi-circles, holding their cocks and pointing them straight at the novice submissives.

Jack checked with Rose, a quick look to confirm she was happy for the scene to continue. She was still the head of Hanson House after all. It was Rose who'd devised this little lesson and Jack aimed to please her.

"Do you want some cockjuice?" he said firmly to the sophomores. Kayla nodded but Sara seemed frozen.

"Do you? Tell me. Out loud."

"Yes Sir," was the reply from Kayla. Sara almost stammered her response.

"Tell me you want it," demanded Jack. He'd warmed up to his task now.

"Please Sir," said Kayla. "Can we have some cockjuice?" Suddenly she felt stronger. The prospect of watching ten young men wank their cocks had stirred her passion as well. Not to mention the fact that Mistress Rose was right there, no doubt weighing up what marks to give the female students.

Sara followed her. "Please Sir," she managed. Poor Sara so wanted to perform well. As before, the pressure of the situation had gotten the better of her.

Jack hardly minded. With a hint of a sneer he ordered them both to "hold up your tits for us".

They obeyed, still on their knees and cupping their young breasts. It wasn't so easy for the thinner Sara but she did her best, pushing up her scant tit flesh as she tried to please Jack. The chests of the two young women rose and fell with their breathing, heavier as a result of the excitement and fear that was coursing through their young bodies.

Sara wanted to look at Mistress Rose. She felt a need for reassurance. At Hanson House the students knew they always were safe. But she was faced with a gaggle of cocks and now fear wasn't so much the problem as intimidation. Ten young, virile cocks stood at attention within easy reach. Sara, along with her friend, had been ordered to kneel, naked before those wonderful, frightening specimens. There was no choice but to receive more cum than she'd seen in her young life.

"Lets start," said Jack with a firmness that masked his own thoughts. He loved the power Hanson House had given him, taught him to develop and to wield. He was content to have his colleagues follow his lead and grab their cocks. But, most of all, it thrilled him more than he'd known to know that in a few minutes these two young female faces would be coated liberally with semen.

It was an amazing scene as the ten young men started to stroke their cocks. Even Rose found it hard to contain herself. The Principal would never tire of the sight of so much male sexual power. Oh yes, she had used this method on her students before and she hoped she would have the chance to do so for many semesters to come. Rose understood that some women didn't need cocks and certainly would never want so many. The Mistress, however, even with her "dominant" side, knew what it was like to worship the male and his cock.

Suddenly the power of the cock was on full display as the young men unleashed their sexual desires. In unison the ten boys began to stroke their hard, swollen shafts. The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing. As trainee Dominants so often they were expected to show restraint. This time, however, their object was to teach the two young women a lesson - the sexual demands of the male were not to be resisted. The only rule for the young men was that every drop landed on either Kayla or Sara.

Kayla felt relief mixed with excitement. It could have been much worse than this, she knew. Kayla loved cocks as much as any woman. She never wanted to refuse a demand to pleasure a cock or its Dominant owner. Now, her fears of inadequacy were swept aside by the realisation that there was nothing she could do about having five young men shoot their semen all over her.

Besides, it was a magnificent sight. Kayla loved the raw energy of the younger guys. Even with her inexperience she had learned to joy of watching their erections quiver in their desperation for sexual release. Five young men stood next to her, stroking themselves, and she could see at least two already had tiny drops of silvery fluid at their tips. 




Hanson House Ch. 10



"Closer," came the order from Jack. All the boys shuffled forward till their cocks were almost touching the young women. At that distance, the power of sexual energy, not to mention ten hands wanking ten erect cocks, was almost over-powering. Many women would have run. Kayla and Sara, however had no such option. They were required to do nothing more than stay on their knees, waiting to be sprayed and marked by the issue of ten young cocks.

Rose briefly imagined herself in the middle of the scene. So accustomed to being charge, at work and in the bedroom, she felt her cunt moisten as she watched close-up the desire and the release of ten third year boys. Those ten proud and mighty appendages. She had to close her thighs so as to resist the desire to touch herself. In her position, of course, to do was totally out of the question.

The third year boys were not going to take long. Despite all the training about self-control their nature was to cum fast and hard. Their strength was an ability to recover quickly. Holding off their climaxes was never easy for them. The fact they had Kayla and Sara as targets didn't make it any easier. 

Kayla felt her excitement rising. She knew she needed to do well at this task, under Rose's close gaze. Yet she actually found herself enjoying her predicament. Right in front of her, and in the corner of her eye, she had a front-row seat as five young guys prepared to explode their semen all over her.

She could hear the desperation in their breathing. At least two of her cocks were clearly leaking pre-cum. She knew that she loved cocks and she loved cum. Young, inexperienced - Kayla had never felt "good enough" for the boys who'd wanted her. But Mistress Rose had given her another chance, the opportunity to show she could satisfy men. The Mistress was forcing her to be there, naked and kneeling and patient, while these young men showered their hot loads onto her face. Until she received their hot loads. 

The tension was building - the boys were making noises like they needed to cum and the two young women knew that at any second loads of hot, sticky cum would be spurting over them.

A tall, blonde boy was first. A small wad leapt from his piss hole. Kayla saw it and instantly felt her excitement rise. There was no time to think, however. That gentle start was replaced by a thick, strong spurt as the next wad fired out and hit Kayla directly on her left cheek. She could hear him moaning as his climax rose. This time, her second chance, Kayla could see the purpose of a facial. It was fantastic and she smiled as the cum kept on spurting. She took several more shots across her face as the boy tried gallantly to force all his load onto her skin. The last few drops landed her nicely on her hands as she continued to present her tits for the boys.

"Keep going," Jack instructed the other boys. "Give them both a full load." That made Rose smile again. Oh yes, she would make another endorsement to Jack's file.

Sara expected to be next but a second boy in front of Kayla just could not wait. He had prodigious power and the very first jet flew from his cock and past Kayla's smiling face. She heard it whizz past before the end of the spur landed on her hair and her ear. This one stroked slowly but hurled his semen nonetheless. The next shot splashed on her forehead and he struggled to maintain his aim as more and more of his cum jetted out and landed on the pretty young face. She had a good covering of cock juice now.

This time around Kayla just couldn't help but smile. It wasn't so bad, after all, to be the target of much male lust. She'd known boys who wanted to shoot their cum onto her face. But she'd never imagined it would be like this. Thanks to Mistress Rose she was released from her fears. 

"Good shooting", said Jack with a serious voice. "Maybe she is learning to like it." 

A cute boy with glasses was Sara's first. He liked tits, even though he'd drawn the smaller pair for this exercise. He held his cock so as to aim his eruption at the thin girl's chest. Sara was relieved and yet humiliated all the same as "glasses" muttered his approaching climax and began shooting his semen. Her dreams were of an urbane gentleman, not some hungry third-year boy. The fact that his cum emerged in fat droplets that flew everywhere didn't help. Sara, too, wanted thick long ropes of cum but instead she got masses of hot drops splattering all over her face, neck and shoulders.

Kayla could feel herself almost laughing as the twin loads of cockjuice dripped down her face. She was no longer afraid - she wanted more. It was the most extreme service she'd ever given but it was obvious how much the young men were enjoying her talents. She didn't want any of the boys to miss out. Her first facial was a valuable lesson for Kayla in the true joys of sexual service.

Another of her group was ready to oblige, thrusting his hips forward as he felt himself about to explode. But Sara got the next load. A big black-skinned boy with a very impressive cock let go and blasted young Sara's face. This one she enjoyed, big bursts of juice leaping from a fat head before hitting the bridge of her nose and her forehead. Sara thought no-one knew that she was a size queen, dreaming of a future sugar daddy who would be excessively hung. She allowed herself a tiny smile as she took her first real facial from a boy with the power to deliver it on her cheeks and her lips. Sara hoped that Mistress Rose was taking note.

Rose was, indeed, taking mental notes. The young women only looked more desirable with cockjuice covering their faces. Even with her dominant nature, Rose knew that night she'd be on her knees in front of her husband, to receive the same gift. Most important, however, both novices appeared to be showing little sign of their earlier reticence. These young submissives didn't need to enjoy semen, but they did need to receive it with the proper respect. So she was all the happier to see Sara give a sly lick to a drop of cum near the corner of her mouth. 

"Don't stop now boys", commanded Jack. "Make sure they get everything. Empty your balls on them." Both groups muttered their excitement. Where else but Hanson House could a young man participate in giving a mass facial.

The next load was Kayla's and she took it easily. She was getting into the swing now and, realising a third boy was close, she let her mouth hang open. It was all the better to give him a proper target. Kayla was competitive and she wanted to be the best student in this "remedial" class. The young man obliged her and aimed his jets of cum right in that soft young mouth. What with the frantic jerking of his cock his aim wasn't so good. Still, he succeeded in blasting most of his load in her mouth, her lips and even on her chin for good measure. Kayla felt every single shot land on her face and realised her newfound appreciation of the simplicity of serving like this. She would have been even more impressed if she could have seen the way the new semen dripped from her chin in a long thread of sticky whiteness.

Two boys got Sara next, almost simultaneously. These two were mates outside the classroom. It had not escaped the staff that they were a couple of potential deviants. Marcus, who enjoyed any opportunity to administer pain, made sure to aim directly at Sara's eyes. He knew it would sting the little bitch and that thought made his cum erupt with even more fury than usual. In fact, most of his issue landed on the girl's temple. Happily, it just meant that more of her sweet face was painted with cockjuice. 

The other boy had his own 'tendencies' and he was known to specialise in humiliating his submissives. The staff would need care in assigning him after graduation. But Rose was more than happy to let him edge in closer and unload his cum directly onto the top of Sara's head. This one wanted to get his cum in her hair and if Sara might find that distasteful it would help to remind her next time to smile sweetly when a Dominant man blessed her face with his semen.

The two young women made quite a sight with their faces covered in semen and starting to drip and slide across their cheeks and mouths. Kayla had another good load on her firm tits. Rose looked at the young women and reminded herself that this was why she loved her job so much. It wasn't just that she had two novices now well-coated with cockjuice. Her office was filled with young adults finding their way and discovering their sexual talents. The confidence of young Jack stirred her loins. But it was true that Rose was no less aroused by seeing Kayla and Sara wearing multiple loads of semen.

The last of Sara's boys had tried hard to resist but no there was no need. He'd outlasted his mates and here was a young slut looking like a perfect target for his climax. Sara was hardly aware of him. Her eyes were stinging, the left quite savagely. One more boy was still to unload on her and she was wondering if she should beg for mercy. Sara knew that some Dominants got their thrills from being cruel. This wasn't the time to ponder such things.

Before she could even ready herself the last boy, close on her left, groaned loudly and unleashed himself on Sara. Like most of the young men, he had considerable power and he sent four massive jets of semen exploding into Sara's face. As wet as she was, Sara felt the weight of this extra cum on her cheek. Her thought was that this one must have huge balls because he produced a prodigious volume. 

She held herself very still, not wanting to disappoint Rose ever again. When that fifth man was finally done he stepped back, revealing a thin young woman, a novice submissive, who face and upper body was painted with load after load of male cum. Rose made sure to get another picture as those five loads of cockjuice started to drip down Sara's face and drip onto her lean body. 

Most importantly, Sara was almost smiling. To Rose, it was a sign that the young woman had learned her lesson. To Sara, it was relief that the ordeal was over. It hardly mattered which was the real cause of that smile. Another novice submissive had taken her first cum bath at Hanson House. Sara had the stinging eyes to show for it.

Jack went last, as suited his role as leader. With one hand on his cock, he used the other to take a handful of Kayla's hair, pulling her head back and her mouth wide. This was a pose for the benefit of Mistress Rose and her camera. Jack had learned enough by now to know how to make a scene look convincing.

Kayla was captivated by the display of raw male lust and power. She'd always known what really made males work. Her desire to experience that power, to be used and abused sexually, was what had brought Kayla to Hanson House. Yet the "special classes" were rather clinical. She felt a surge of pride as she prepared for Jack to add this load to the thick coating on her face.

The leading boy didn't need any more time. He ignored the woman's open mouth and instead took careful aim at her forehead. Jack, too, liked the opportunity to degrade a willing submissive. She flinched a little, the cock and the splashing both being too close to her eyes. She could hear the rewarding sounds of a male about to achieve his sexual release.

Jack was disciplined and careful. As his young cock spasmed and spat he made sure to lay down a thick coating of his semen across her brow. Kayla was marked as a filthy slut. 

As it landed on her forehead, Kayla could feel the heat in his cum. She could hear the lust in his breathing. Spurt after spurt fell on her. Thanks to Jack's easy command, she actually felt validated by receiving his cum. More than ever, she wanted to please this man by being his target. Above all, she was thrilled to realise, at last, that she was quite talented enough to have men wanting to spill their seed on her. 

Of course, Jack had been very deliberate in his choice of aim. Once he let go of Kayla's hair, as she returned her head to its upright position, his copious load began its descent. The contents of Jack balls began to drip into her eyes and down her face. Too late, Kayla realised that Sara wasn't the only one to suffer the "downside" of a bukake session. She grimaced as her eyes stung. Yet she tried valiantly to maintain her smile. It was important to show that she could rise to the challenge after all. 

"That's it Mistress Rose", Jack was saying. "We're all done. I guess that is how you wanted these students to look."

Rose noted that the third year boys had done well, having left the two young women nicely covered in male cum. Their faces were wet and sticky, dollops of semen dripped and hung down for their chins and their cheeks, splashing onto their tits and their thighs. Rose discreetly took a few pictures of them both. 

She didn't care about the humiliation it meant. Hanson House novices had to learn to accept that as part of their fate. Besides, the pictures would be placed on their files. Potential future Dominants appreciated such things. Or they would be used o the school's secure website in order to attract new clients.

Kayla, in particular, looked rather good. She seemed to hold herself in such a way as to convey the privilege of wearing so much cockjuice. Rose knew that her eyes were burning from sticky semen but, of course, she felt no mercy for Kayla at all.

Jack was still congratulating his colleagues. The session had gone well and he'd delivered on his assignment to Mistress Rose. They boys all made sure to ignore the two young women, although each of them felt a little admiration that the novice females had performed in such a "hardcore" fashion.

With a smile, Mistress Rose finally dismissed Jack and the other young men. It wouldn't do for them to realise how stirred she'd been by the afternoon's activities. 

She left the two young women in their places. It was better, she felt, to let them contemplate what had just been done to them. Rose was always keen to make sure he lessons were driven home. Being treated so offhandedly, used so casually, would help them both in future to remember their true places.

Only after a full ten minutes, when all that semen had dried on them, did Mistress Rose finally allow the young women off their knees. 

"You've done well here today my dears," she said to them firmly. "Always remember in the future, Hanson House expects you to always make a full effort." 

They both muttered their understanding. Kayla, in particular, was a little confused. To herself she could admit the thrill of being bathed in cockjuice. She wondered if it was better to be punished or to always comply. 

Finally, Rose sent them both on their way. As was customary, they dressed themselves while still coated in the crusty issue of the older boys. In that same state, demonstrating to all the other pupils the results of their remedial class, Rose sent them through the corridors back to their rooms.



Hanson House Ch. 11



The following weeks went quickly for the students. Everyone had been so excited at their first real contact with cocks. The titfuck classes had served the purpose chosen by the staff. All the young women had been left extra horny and even more determined to excel in their studies and earn another chance for such close encounters. 

They were all kept busy with special classes and academic work. The instructors, however, made sure that a few of the young women received still more "extra tuition". 

Grace, with her big E-cups, was targetted for more attention than the others. Master Paul could not get enough of those big mammaries. It seemed like every second day Grace found herself dragged into an empty classroom or office where Paul and his cronies would make use of her big tits. In truth she enjoyed it and soon she looked forward to it. Grace had learned to use her tits to get what she wanted. Now she was learning that Paul could force her to trade her huge breasts for an opportunity to touch and feel the cocks of real men.

Stuart made a couple more appearances but Paul allowed others to use her tits as well. Grace enjoyed Paul bringing other men to use her. She felt proud that Master Paul was so eager to show her off. She enjoyed the attention and she was excited by their demands. Each time they came for her, Grace exposed herself and happily wrapped her flesh around their hard cocks. 

The young student wasn't at all bothered that she might be seen as a slut or a whore. She had an ample sexual appetite and it was exciting that these older men wanted her. Grace understood the concept of love and she sometimes dreamed of sharing that with a man, her dominant-to-be, one day in the future. But the steady supply of cocks needing to be serviced had set her brain afire. Love might be one thing, but Grace was learning that her destiny was to be a slut for many men.

The only difficulty was trying to keep these extra "lessons" a secret from her peers. Each time she served she was left with at least two loads of cock fluid all over her chest. Paul was even worse because of the way his semen sprayed around as it shot from the head of his cock. Grace thrilled at being coated by Paul. But it made it hard to sneak back through the corridors when he left globs of semen drying on her skin and in her hair.

What was worse for Grace was that giving titfucks to the older men was leaving her feeling insanely horny. She'd taken to masturbating several times each day, dreaming of thick white cum being shot into her mouth and her young cunt. Finally it got so bad that Grace just had to ask the question. It was one day after she'd taken loads of cum from Master Paul and two of the attendants.

"Jesus Grace, you have some of the best tits I've seen on a young woman," Master Paul was saying. "One day your Dom will be proud to own them. But you must always remember how much more sexy they look when they're covered with cum."

"Master Paul," said Grace nervously. "Will you use my cunt as well for your pleasure?"

Paul grinned at her. "Feeling a little horny are we?" Grace nodded silently. Even as a second year she was aware of the risk involved in asking an instructor to give her sexual release. 

"I'll tell you what," Paul said firmly. "I'm going to give you an extra challenge. Tomorrow I'm going to have a group of men in here. You will serve us all and you will do it as best you can. Understand?" Grace had nodded again. "If I am satisfied then I may decide to give you a little reward. Go back to your room now and think about it."

And so it was that on the following Saturday afternoon, Grace was summoned to Paul's office. She knocked quietly and was ordered inside. To her shock, there was Master Paul and four other men. Grace didn't recognise any of the others. But she kept her composure as best she could and carefully followed Paul's orders.

"These are friends of mine. None of them are on the staff here. I am taking a risk but I think you can be trusted. I know you are up for it." Paul stared at Grace until she realised what was required. Her eyes grew wide at the thought. Silently she nodded her assent. Grace knew other students were used by the staff but, to her knowledge, none so far had been given to outsiders. The idea of performing sexually for four strangers and their cocks had shaken her usual confidence.

At a nod from her instructor, the men had quickly stripped her naked. Grace had not said a word in protest. There was no time anyway since she was in uniform which meant only a skirt, her shirt and a bra. The men made short work of those and Grace helped by lifting her arms as they removed her bra. 

Once she was naked, of course, the men all put their hands on her and, naturally, their attention was directed mostly at her large bust. All of them groaned and muttered obscene comments to one another. One insisted that Paul confirm the young woman was, indeed, still a sophomore. "Fucking hell," the man muttered. "I don't think I've ever seen a young slut as gorgeous as this one."

Their strong, mature hands wandered freely over her body. She could only stand silently, trembling, as the strangers squeezed and pawed her tits, pulled and played with her nipples. They groped her butt cheeks as well and sometimes she felt a hand stray between her thighs. Grace fought hard to contain her lust but she couldn't suppress her moans as the men explored her. In truth the novice couldn't have imagined a better experience than being given to five older men to use and enjoy her. Two of them took a turn licking and sucking on her nipples. She felt herself harden in their mouths, betraying her sexual need. Her body was filled with the heat of her arousal and her cunt began to leak heavily. 

The men all took out their cocks and, for the first time, Grace actually felt her young cunt start to melt. She was made to touch and stroke each of them in turn. She held each shaft carefully, sensing the heat and the power in each one. The second year females dreamed of being allowed to enjoy a man's cock. Now Grace was presented with not one but five of the wondrous objects. They looked so big in her small, young hands. 

Grace focussed the best she could, trying to memorise every detail of their cocks as she was passed from one to another. She'd not yet had her special class on "cock worship" so Grace could rely only on what she learned about cocks in the back seat of cars and, once, in her bedroom while her parents were out of the house. Her lack of experience, however, was no problem for the strangers. They were all far too concerned with having their cocks handled by a virgin and getting more turns with those massive young tits. Grace could clearly see the pre-cum each man was leaking from the tip of his cock.

After a while the men wanted more of Grace. She was taken over to the desk on one side of the room and made to lie back across the top. The young submissive simply followed their lead, mute and trembling at the thought of what they might do to her. One of the men parted her legs while another stood close to her, offering words of comfort to the bewildered young woman.

"Just relax," he said to Grace with a grin. "We want to explore your sexy young hole. If you relax then you'll enjoy it."

"I will," breathed Grace up at him. What Grace meant to say was that she would enjoy it. Of that she was certain. Grace knew the men would penetrate her digitally. 

With her legs spread wide Grace was displayed to the five of them. She didn't care. She wanted them to touch her, to bring her off. She felt no fear, none at all. Their fingers would feel better than any of the young men who'd touched her before. One of the strangers was already stroking her cunt lips. She wasn't sure exactly how to service so many at once. But she wasn't afraid. She was thrilled to have been chosen. The fact that five men wanted to use her sexually was all for the better. Master Paul would keep her safe.

When the first finger dipped into her soaking hole she let out a low moan. She still didn't care, even when some of the men began to comment on what a slut and a "young whore" she was.

As soon as the first guy slipped two fingers into her hole Grace was cumming. She'd never experienced such a release before, not even through masturbation. She was a toy for these men and she loved the idea. Grace could do nothing but lie back and allow the five to do whatever they wished. That thought alone triggered her second orgasm even before someone decided to flick a finger across the top of her engorged clit.

The others began to maul her E-cup tits, pinching and pulling on her nipples. Grace could do nothing but lie there as one stranger after another fingered her hole and brought her to a loud climax. She knew she was totally at their mercy and cumming uncontrollably. Her face turned red with the embarrassment of being exposed as a total slut. It was humiliating and yet she felt so greedy in the presence of the group of older guys. It was no wonder she'd fought off those teenaged boys. Surely only grown men could make her body feel like this.

"Nice little cunt," came a comment.

"Hungry little whore," someone else offered.

"Fucking amazing tits."

Grace was still cumming without pause but the lewd comments made her glow with pride. Oh yes, she had imagined being made to perform for a group of men, gangbanging it was called, but the reality of being a slut for this group was thrilling beyond belief. When the men wrapped her hands around two large, erect cocks Grace knew at last what she truly was.

She came over and over again and wondered if they'd ever let her stop. Masturbation was never as good as having this group finger her hole and rub her swollen clit. Grace had never understood how grateful she could feel at being sexually pleasure by a man - or a group of men. 

When the men finally were finished using her cunt, Grace was pulled onto a low chair. She was still panting heavily. She could feel the juices from her cunt pooling between her legs. Grace knew that the men could see how wet she was but she guessed they'd enjoy the sight. Again there was a twinge of pride at how easily sexual submission came to her.

They used her tits next of course. Two of them licked and spat in her cleavage as Grace held herself in position for them. For the first time she was really proud of her giant breasts and delighted by the attention the men wished to give them.

The men took full use of Grace, fucking her tits as they wished, using her as a mere plaything. She was kept on the edge of the chair as each man took a long turn before allowing the next to shove his meat between her orbs. Grace patiently held her tits between her small hands for as long as the men wanted. The young novice was quickly becoming experienced at giving a titfuck and she had plenty of time to practice that day as the men used her long and hard. The grunts of the men and the feeling of their big hard cocks finally convinced Grace she was thankful for her natural endowments. 

Paul's friends felt no need to be gentle with the young student. They pumped hard in her cleavage and it was only a firm hand on her shoulder that stopped Grace from being knocked backwards. They surprised Grace with their powerful thrusting and their pounding against her chest made normal breathing difficult. The men worked her so hard and fast that several more times they had to spit on her to ensure there was sufficient lubrication. 

Grace marvelled at the differences between the men, their size and shape. It felt so fantastic to have their hard flesh stroking in between her tits. Already Grace knew that a hard cock was something to be adored. She knew she wanted them as much as they desired her. Grace was getting wetter as she wondered how they'd all feel in her cunt.

One of the men, tanned and lean, stood next to Grace and began to swing his cock against her cheek. Soon he was slapping her with his cock. It felt hard and heavy. Grace was thrilled and even more aroused to have the older guy so casually use his cock like that. A friend joined him on the other side - she was being beaten by two big, erect phalluses. Grace heard herself gasp with delight. The reality was that she was being touched by two cocks, used by two men. The student was so horny, so hungry for cock and desperate to be fucked.

Several of them stroked long enough to touch the tips of their cocks against her lips. Grace was expected to lick their pre-cum. She did so without hesitation, excited by the thought that such pleasures usually were denied to first year girls. 

When the first of them arched his back and shot his load Grace heard herself moan with her own pleasure. She was grateful, feeling anointed in some way. Still so young, it was a revelation to experience the lust of older men. She was excited for them to release themselves and to feel their hot cum splash on her pale skin. The fact they were breaking the strict rules of Hanson House only made it more exciting for Grace.

"Take this, you harlot," muttered the second stranger as his thick white juice spurted on Grace's neck and chest. Quickly he coated Grace in a fresh load of semen and her skin and her tits glistened beautifully in the light. Taking the second load only heightened the thrill for Grace. Having five men lined up to fuck her tits seemed the best way she could serve. She felt strangely fulfilled to be used in that way. 

The tanned man was next and he once more slapped her hard with his cock. Grace could only grin at him, knowing she was being degraded but happy al the same. She couldn't decide if a cock-whipping was a punishment or a reward. When he placed his cock between her heaving tits she noticed the extra load of pre-cum on the head. 

This one had the largest load and with each thrust he spurted another thick coat of cream across the top of her tits that soon dribbled down over Grace's ample flesh. "Fuck those are great tits," he said loudly. Then he wiped his cock across her cheeks, left and then right, cleaning himself and dirtying her at the same time. Grace merely smiled at the sensation of hot, sticky cum plastered on her skin.

Master Paul and his remaining friend didn't want to use Grace's cleavage. Instead they made her stay in position, still holding her tits as cock juice began to pool in her cleavage. Grace did as she was ordered, still panting as the final two men took up position on either side of her. She but she never took her eyes off Paul as they both started wanking their cocks. More than anything, what she wanted now was to see the look in Paul's eyes that would tell Grace how well she had performed.

His friend was the first to cum, with a groan shooting big globs of cum at Grace and her bounteous tits. He worked his hand furiously on his shaft and the cum flew across her. Most of it went on her tits and hands. But the real excitement for Grace was feeling some of his hot cum splatter on her hair and even her face. Man-cum on her face. She glowed with pride and grinned her delight at Paul. 

By now Grace was happily wearing four loads of cum. The result of four men using her in tandem. She could feel the weight of the cooling semen on her skin. Still she stayed in position as she'd been ordered. Grace, eager to please as a submissive, never thought about moving. Her instructor still had to finish his turn. 

Paul placed his hand on Grace's head and tilted it back slightly, lifting her chin and extending her throat. He smiled broadly at her. "Now you can take my cum and then you can thank me for it."

"Thank you," whispered Grace excitedly as the Master moved his cock closer to her.

Paul shot his load almost silently. Grace could see him concentrating as he stroked his cock faster and faster. At close range she could feel the power of the spurting as his juices splashed on her skin. The instructor held her head tighter as he hosed under her chin and over her neck. Grace moaned and smiled with each thick spurt. She only hoped for more, wanting Paul to be the most virile of the group. 

Even Master Paul, however, had to run out of cum. "Thank you," she whispered to him again and was rewarded with one of his sexy smiles.

Paul stepped in closer and wiped the head of his cock against Grace's lips. Like his friend, Paul cleaned himself on her face, debasing the pupil even further. He watched with approval as the young novice licked her lips clean. 

Then Paul pulled Grace off the chair and she realised he wanted her on her knees. Silently, Grace obeyed. She was still so excited at being used by the five older men that she would do anything they asked of her. Especially Master Paul. In that position she felt herself to be beneath the men and it was so natural. Grace had five loads of cum slowly dripping down her neck and her tits. She would have liked a mirror to see just how she looked. All she could do was satisfy herself that she looked just as she'd behaved¬ - like a proper submissive little slut.

The men made ready to leave, putting their cocks away and commenting on how sexy and slutty they'd found Grace to be. She was happy to hear all of that, even the reference to a "cum dump". The fact was that Grace had experienced the desires of older men and she'd realised this was the fate she'd been waiting for. 

Two of the men even said quiet "thank yous" to Grace. She smiled at them through a face coated with semen. She felt immense pride at what she'd just done. She'd loved the experience of serving these strangers, of being forced to submit and to serve at the command of Master Paul. The memories of that afternoon would fuel her masturbation for weeks to come.

It was only after the others had left that Paul signalled to Grace that she should get dressed. Carefully she put her uniform back on, knowing it would stick to her skin as the five loads of cum continued to dry on her.

"You do have great tits," he said to her. "And my friends enjoyed them very much. But the other reason we chose you is because we were sure you'd be able to perform like that, in a group scene."

"Thank you Master Paul," said Grace with a shy smile. He was right, of course, but Grace wondered how he'd gained such an insight. "Can we do it again, Sir?" She had loved being the object of their desires and she was ready to please Master Paul still further.

Paul grinned. "As long as we didn't hurt you. Your cunt might want a rest before you have us all finger you next time."

"Oh no Sir," she blurted. "I felt so good when you all did that to me. It was wonderful to have your friends touch me like that. I wouldn't have minded if you put your cock in my mouth as well, Sir." Grace had several times granted that treat to former boyfriends. She was eager to do that, and more, for the male instructor who'd opened the door into this exciting new world.

Paul chuckled quietly. "I can see how much of a slut you will become one day. I am sure those men would love to enjoy you again another time. But we have to take things slowly. You know that even 'extra tuition' is against the rules of Hanson House."

Grace wanted to ask more but before she could get the words out she'd been dismissed. "You'll have some extra washing to do this week," said Paul with another chuckle. The loads of cock juice had begun to dry on her skin. "You'd better run along now and get yourself cleaned-up."

Grace nodded her understanding and headed for the door. She was surprised when Paul gave her a little pat on her bottom. "Work hard Grace. You have a very promising future ahead of you."

She hardly slept that night, her mind still alive with thoughts of group sex and the delights of serving multiple men at the same time. She wondered, too, about the fact that they'd breached the rules of Hanson House. She wondered about who those men were. And she wondered what it meant that she had been shared with outsiders. 




Hanson House Ch. 11



Naturally Grace wanted to talk to someone about her experience. She looked for Amanda since she seemed the most friendly of her roommates. The chance did not present itself that night, however. And the next day something happened that seemed to overtake, at least briefly, her experience with Master Paul and his friends.

All the first years were gathered for a shared lunch on the Sunday. One of the senior Mistresses called the to attention and began to speak. 

"We have spoken to you all before about making your best effort. At Hanson House we take pride in the training you get. We expect all you young women, and this goes for the young men as well, to give your best and top be the best you can. That is in your academic pursuits as well as your future role as a submissive." She paused and looked around, as if waiting for her words to sink in.

"Sometimes, we understand that a few of you will require some extra encouragement." There was another pause. All the students understood what was coming next. "This week the staff have learned that three of you have not been making the kind of effort we expect from you."

A small murmur went through the students. Each hoped it was not them who was being spoken of. No-one had heard of any punishments since the incident with the unfortunate Mona. Grace felt herself start to panic nonetheless. After all, it was she who had committed the greatest breach of the rules - or so she imagined.

Three names were called out next. Amanda, Grace and their friends felt themselves sigh with relief. It wasn't so much the humiliation of a public punishment that they feared, though that would have been bad enough. None of them ever wanted to be thought of as not excelling in their studies and their special classes.

"Samantha, Kate and Abbie..."

The three women stood and moved to the front of the room. The rest could see on their faces that the three had expected this. Clearly the staff had counselled them about their failures and warned that a public punishment would follow. That would hardly make it any easier, everyone understood. But the three miscreants all walked calmly and steadily to the front, heads hanging low as they went.

Three chairs had been arranged at the front of the dining hall. Normally, a seated person would have had a full view of the room. But these three took up their positions, kneeling on the chairs as they faced away from the other students. They all leaned over the back of their chairs, so their bottoms stuck out.

"Tonight you will all be spanked," said the Mistress. "This is not an inspection. The staff have decided that such a talented bunch as yourselves sometimes need a gentle reminder of your responsibilities. These three of your friends will receive a little extra for their troubles."

At that moment an attendant appeared with a small plastic container. The Mistress drew out something that none of the students could recognise.

"This is ginger," the Mistress went on. "In this case we have carefully shaped and prepared the ginger so it will fit nicely inside a young bottom." She held the piece high so it could easily be seen. Everyone noticed how it looked like a small butt plug with a flange at the base. Suddenly it was clear what was to happen.

Two more attendants appeared and then each was holding a piece of ginger. Those students near the front could see that they dripped with water. The attendants took up position beside each of the young women.

"Skirts up, please," said the Mistress. All three students complied, lifting the hems of their short skirts to reveal their arse cheeks and their holes. They all remembered to spread their knees apart as if inviting easy access to their bodies. This far into the year, no-one felt embarrassed at being displayed in this way. Besides, the punishment was sure to be worse.

"This activity is referred to as 'figging'. Its something of an old-fashioned punishment, Mild enough for minor transgressions. However, it leaves an indelible memory on the mind of any student who gets to experience it." Everyone could see that the Mistress was grinning broadly. It seemed as if she was enjoying administering this punishment.

At a signal from the senior instructor, the attendants inserted their fingers of ginger into the anuses of the three young women. The students gave no resistance and made no sound. This wasn't hard since the ginger fingers weren't large enough to give discomfort. Size was not the key element of this procedure. However, everyone in the audience could imagine the look of shame on the faces of their three colleagues.

Bent over and exposed, the three errant pupils displayed the thick ends of the ginger that was wedged tight inside their bungholes. Almost all the students had completed their special classes on 'anal'. But none had ever felt the burning tingle of wet ginger inserted into their delicate young orifices. It took only a few moments before the three unfortunates began to shift around on their chairs. One of them, young Kate with her big bottom and larger clitoris, was clearly showing signs of discomfort. 

"Our student dominants will be taught how to administer this punishment," the instructor went on. "Care must be taken in the size and shape of the ginger. Also it needs to be properly soaked in water to ensure that one gets the best effect." Everyone could see she was still grinning.

Soon it was obvious that this form of punishment could be very effective. The three young women were all looking uncomfortable as the burning sensation spread seeped through their rear passages. The senior instructor continued to lecture the students about minor transgressions and, once again, the need for total commitment while at Hanson House. Everyone was listening but no-one took their eyes of the three young bottoms displayed in front of the group.

Young Kate was still struggling the most. The sounds of her laboured breathing were clearly audible. Amanda clenched her own anus as she contemplated what it would feel like to receive such a punishment. She looked over at Lisbeth and saw that her roommate was watching with what seemed like excitement. Lis' eyes were wide open and she was almost smiling. Amanda guessed that her Danish friend was wishing that it was she, instead, who'd been selected for this activity.

The groans of the three "victims" only grew louder as the instructor began to massage their butt cheeks. She was mashing their buttocks, squeezing them, doing everything she could to increase the purchase of the ginger "figs" inside the three young arseholes.

"If made properly, the ginger fig can be almost impossible for the recipient to remove by themselves," she was saying. "This is a very important point because of the next part of this punishment."

As she spoke the attendants came forward again. They were each wielding those same fearsome leather paddles. 

Without another word the three attendants began to beat the exposed, stretched and figged arses of the three young women. They took their time, each blow well spaced from the last. The point was obvious to the other students. The idea was not to give pain by beating but to encourage the "victims" to clench their buttcheeks and increase the action of the ginger against their sensitive membranes. 

Clearly it worked if the sounds from the students were any guide. Kate, still, was suffering the worst. Amanda noticed that this seemed to inspire the attendant who was beating her. She was sure he raised his paddle just a little higher and brought it down with just a little more force. Amanda was beginning to understand that sadists often found a welcome place in the world of submission and dominance.

It was only the arrival of the food that seemed to stop the beating. Everyone ate in silence, still shocked and impressed by what they had seen. The staff were on the warpath and the students kept their own counsel lest they bring down some new form of punishment on themselves. 

Finally the transgressing pupils were released from their torment. The ginger figs were removed and each was sent to their respective table to eat. Amanda kept a close eye on Kate and saw the way her eyes had reddened from the punishment. The beating had not been so harsh. Amanda could only think it was the sensation of the ginger burning in her bottom that had reduced Kate to the verge of tears. It was no wonder that Lis had looked on so enviously.

That was not the end of the day's activities, however. Lunch was done and the students expected to return to their rooms or the study hall. After all, the end of first semester was approaching and the demands of their academic work were heading towards a peak. The staff of Hanson House, however, had different ideas.

Mistress Pamela caught Amanda's eye just as she rose from the table and beckoned the student across the room. She had news for Amanda.

"The staff have agreed that a little extra beating would greatly assist you and your roommates. Get everyone together and be in my office in fifteen minutes. You are not to tell the others the reason why."

Amanda simply nodded her obedience. She was seen as something of a leader and she knew the others would follow. What she didn't know was exactly why they'd all been chosen to be given a spanking. Amanda was certain of one thing, however - the kinky Lisbeth had gotten her wish.



Hanson House Ch. 12



The roommates had been excited at the news. At first they were sure this was something special and the invitation was some kind of reward or special treat for them. The four knew that the staff sometimes took advantage of the students. All of them wondered if this was to be another "special class". 

All of them except Amanda, who knew what was coming to them. The others didn't notice that she was strangely quiet as they walked through the corridors. Amanda had already accepted that a spanking was not so bad. In fact, like many of the students, she had discovered that it felt rather nice to have her butt cheeks tingling in the aftermath of a good beating. Still, she felt a little afraid - afraid she might fail and afraid that one day she would be forced to receive something as horrible as the cane.

Outside the door of Pamela's office the group suddenly lost their bravado. It was the unknown, they felt, that was the worst part of the summons. Even Grace felt a tiny tremble of nerves as they knocked on the door. 

Inside the office they were confronted by Mistress Rose, Mistress Pamela and Master Stephen. The pupils were shocked to realise that they would be used by all three of the staff. What was worse, they all knew well that Pamela and Stephen had reputations for brutal treatment of students they singled out.

In the middle of the room were four of those same comfortable chairs. They were arranged in a tight circle, facing outwards. Rose signalled them across the room.

"Skirts up ladies," she said firmly. "I am pleased to have you here in a group. A little gang of friends, isn't that right?" She paused briefly. "We know how you enjoy one another's company. We know how close you all have become. None of you have gotten up to any real mischief yet. Except perhaps for the extra masturbation you all like to perform in front of one another."

Rose waved her hand at the shocked faces of the students. "Come come. No need to deny it. We don't spy on you of course, but all of us are experienced enough to know what goes on between you. You have to remember,' said Rose a little more softly, 'that we all were students here once as well."

She smiled at them. "We approve very much of your friendship. Its important to your personal development. Also to your development into fully submissive women." She paused again. "You support each other and that is good. I am sure Jasminda very much valued that support when she was undertaking her instruction in 'anal' this week."

Jas nodded her agreement. It was true. She'd feared anal and the thought that her small size would make it painful, if not impossible, to accept being penetrated in that place. Hearing the experiences and the positive encouragement of her roommates had helped her to relax. Once she'd managed that, Jas had discovered that she did, after all, enjoy anal play.

Jas had loved the experience of getting and giving rimjobs. Like most of the students, she found a simple joy in the knowledge that she could give sexual pleasure to someone else. Taking her turn with male and female instructors, Jas had found that she could forget all about the 'dirty' nature of the act so long as she could cause them to moan with delight at her oral skills.

Naturally the little Filipina had been thrilled to receive the tongues of her classmates on her own dark rosebud. But, having found a way to relax, Jas had been surprised to discover how easily she could be penetrated in her arsehole. Fingers and dildos had slipped into her backdoor without the usual resistance of an anxious novice. Her instructors had made sure to sample her hole and found she was agreeably tight. But it was also obvious that Jasminda could let herself be penetrated and stretched by fingers and even a good-sized butt plug.

In fact, Jas had been so relieved at the ease of her first anal experience that she'd rapidly developed the capacities of her tight orifice. She had excelled in using a butt plug throughout the week. In the final classes she had reacted excitedly to the strap-ons wielded by the female instructors. Her moans of pleasure had been duly noted. The staff agreed it would not be too long before they tested her arsehole with a real, hard cock.

"However, its important you don't lose focus," Mistress Rose was saying. "We don't want you to forget that your loyalty lies in your obedience to Hanson House. And your preparation for your future roles." The pupils mumbled to show they all understood the point.

"We have discussed the matter. We have decided that a little remedial discipline will assist you in your cause."

The students all looked stunned, glancing around at one another. Here, in this office, they were all sure the beating would be much more forceful than they'd received in the main hall.

The four were ordered onto the chairs, only this time they were to kneel backwards. In this position they would be facing one another, able to observe the reactions of the friends as each was beaten by the instructors. The young women each took up the correct position without another word being said. Lis, the most comfortable with corporal discipline, raised her skirt up high and the others all followed her lead. Being naked, or even partially displayed, to staff was an everyday occurrence by now.

It seemed the staff were waiting for something when Master Stuart bustled through the office door. With a large grin he surveyed the scene in front of him. The pupils all realised that the beating was to be not so much for their benefit as for the enjoyment of the staff. 

Rose opened a small cupboard. It held a collection of implements and there was no doubting their purpose. There were canes, crops and floggers as well as a few other items that were unrecognised by the students but looked positively evil.

The staff equipped themselves with heavy leather paddles. Each one took up position behind one of the students.

"This is going to hurt," promised Rose. "I trust you won't mind too much. You are welcome to cry out if necessary. I do hope, however, that you'll do your best to endure in silence." She made it sound like a warning. 

Each of the young women promised themselves they'd take the beating in silence. None of them had ever been beaten as children but they'd already experienced a firm spanking since arriving at Hanson House. Amanda had rather enjoyed the humiliation of it and she was sure that Lisbeth felt the same.

As they waited, Jas was trembling, a little afraid that she would be hurt beyond her limits. Lisbeth, on the other hand, was greedily awaiting a sound thrashing. She had long dreamed of Hanson House and the prospect of a severe beating. Her eyes were afire and she was trying hard to suppress a big grin. 

Rose nodded silently and, with that, the beating began. The staff used their hands at first. The pupils were grateful that those first blows were somewhat mild, a warm-up of sorts. They were still firm, however, and the room was filled with the sounds of bare hands slapping against bare bottoms. The students stayed mute, gripping the chairs so as to brace themselves against the force of the blows. 

The staff moved around the small circle, each one taking a turn to deliver a half-dozen firm smacks to the arse cheeks of the young women. There was no rhythm, no ritual. The instructors pleased themselves as they rained down blow after blow on the hapless pupils. No sooner had one finished a turn than they moved round to the next student and began the beating anew. The students were grateful for the gentle start. Even so, they got no respite and no warning as they held position and accepted the repeated slaps against their delicate skin. 

After a few minutes each lost count of how many blows they'd received. But there was no mistaking the gradual increase in the force being applied by their instructors. Amanda watched each of the staff as they stood behind Lis, each time drawing their arm back further to give extra force to their smacks. The weird thing for Amanda was that she was being beaten at the same time but the whacks on her poor, young arse were out of time with what she could see behind her roommate.

"Yes, that's going nicely I think," commented Rose. She seemed to be the ringleader. "Get them nice and red first so we can give them a good turn with the paddle."

Amanda was sure her backside was glowing by that point. Yet she noticed that Lis seemed to get some extra treatment. Her own spanking felt some different depending on which of the staff were smacking her bottom. She could see clearly, however, that both Rose and Pamela applied extra force when they took their turns with Lis. It was clear that the staff realised Lis had a higher threshold for pain than the others.

"OK, next," commanded Rose and this time the staff all took up their paddles. These were large, black leather implements. They looked heavy and the students all braced themselves for the power of the next series of blows.

As she waited, Pamela let her fingers stroke gently through Jas' little brown arse crack. She'd not yet had the chance to enjoy the young Filipina but was encouraged by the soft moan she received in response. Pamela knew a little cunt stroking would help the little novice to last the distance.

At another silent signal the beatings resumed. This time the pupils got a small shock. The heavy paddles bit much harder than bare hands. It had not occurred to them that the staff were experienced in the use of paddles and each knew precisely the technique required to get the maximum impact and the best sounds. 

The warm-up was done now. With each blow the staff gradually increased their power. The students tried to remain as mute as they had started but the shock of each fearsome blow was too much for them. Their little grunts could be heard despite the sounds of the leather slapping against their naked arse cheeks. 

Grace, with her full bottom so perfect for spanking, got a little extra power now. Still it was Lisbeth who was gifted the harshest blows of all. Her eyes merely flashed with excitement as she gave her body over to the wonderful, terrible sensations.

Amanda knew that her arse felt as if it was on fire. She tried to console herself with the thought that she was truly serving as a submissive should. The pain was so very real but she knew the staff were excited by her suffering. That helped to motivate Amanda to endure whatever they gave her. She dared not cry out despite the agony of her tortured flesh. The trouble was that much more of this abuse would send tears streaming down her face. 

Jas got treated best, by far. Pamela took a special delight in gently fingering the young, tight cunt even as she rained down the paddle. Poor little Jasminda didn't know whether she should be moaning in pain or in appreciation for the unexpected treat. Pamela was delighted to have the chance go sample the Filipina. More importantly, she knew that the extra stimulation would assist Jas to last out the entire beating.

"Five more," called out Rose. "Make them count," she ordered. 

The students all braced themselves, mentally more than physically, to receive the final blows of the session. Each instructor chose one student to beat. Stuart took Amanda. Those five blows were delivered carefully and with a terrible force. Amanda feared she would not last. Her arse was burning and surely she'd be bruised. But she was delighted that Stuart had chosen her and she made sure to stick her bottom out for him. Amanda did not want to be beaten so harshly but she was determined to show the instructor that she was a model pupil.

When those last, awful blows were done, Stephen was standing behind Lis. In his hand now was a riding crop. Amanda could see straight away that Lis was going to receive an extra beating. Judging from the smile on her face, Lis knew it too. 

As the other students watched, somewhat horrified, Stephen raised the slim, black crop above Lis' white buttocks.

The slight whistle through the air led almost instantly to the sharp crack of the tip of the crop against Lis' bruised arse cheeks. This time Lis was caught by surprise and she could do nothing to catch the tiny cry that leapt from her throat. 

Her reaction had no effect on Master Stephen other than to bring a gentle grin over his face. The students knew he had a reputation for cruelty and her friends feared for Lis.

Stephen lashed the young buttocks once more, this time leaving an obvious red streak across Lis' flesh. There was no complaint from her, however. Lis was too excited to care about something as simple as pain. So many times she had tried to imagine this sensation. She'd wished for the day when she finally would know how it felt to be properly punished. Lis was acutely aware that her cunt had start leaking.

Next to her Pamela was still slowly fingering Jas's cunt. Amanda wished dearly that someone might do the same for her so as to distract her from the throbbing ache in her bum. There would be bruises for sure, yet nothing so horrid as what her roommate was receiving. 

"This is something special just for your Lisbeth," Stephen was saying. "We know you have some real talent in this area. I hope we can make further use of that talent in the future."

"Yes, Master Stephen," Lis whispered in reply. She truly hoped so, too, wondering if he'd noticed the glistening of her cunt lips.

Three more times Stephen lashed the young Dane. They were carefully spaced so that Lis had time to fully absorb the fierce pain before the next stroke was delivered. Jas was frightened even to watch the instructor use a crop in that way. The fingering of her cunt was the only thing that stopped her from protesting.

Lis felt the searing pain burning into her buttock and into her mind. With each blow she gave a silent thanks to her instructors. She, too, was sure the beating would leave marks. But she'd never in her young life had she felt so aroused.

It was only once those five strokes of the crop were done that the students were allowed to stand and rearrange their clothes. Each of them were tentative in lowering their skirts for fear the material would irritate their wounds. Amanda was anxious to check her butt in a mirror. She could see plainly the harsh red stripes across Lis' buttcheeks. The young Dane had confided her desire to be hurt like that but, even so, Amanda was astonished that her friend could endure such a beating.

"Well done everyone," remarked Mistress Rose. "That was rather a mild beating as it happens. You all did very well regardless. In time, of course, you'll learn to take more punishment than that." She looked at Lis. "That goes especially for you Lisbeth. I am sure you are nowhere near your limits yet." She smiled a wicked smile.

Lis could only grin in response. Though her grin hid a little embarrassment. She'd confessed to Amanda her need to feel pain. Of course the staff knew, they all recognised the signs. Still, to have been singled out, to have been thrashed with a riding crop in front of her friends, gave her a little surge of shame. Plus there was the fact that she knew well her cunt was dripping wet from having experienced her first proper beating.

The students returned to their room to attend to their studies. Everyone was silent for a time. Each of them reacted differently to the spanking. Grace was happy to be selected and to show off her talents. Jas was more interested in the fact Mistress Pamela had fingered her tight little cunt. Everyone understood that being spanked, or worse, was likely to be part of their future. It was a kind of a test, so they thought, to have been punished like that by the staff.

That night, Amanda was still thinking of her beating and the pleasant tingling in her arse that had lasted so long afterwards. It was then that she was ordered to return to Rose's office. Amanda assumed it was to be given a positive comment or some kind of acknowledgement for having led her roommates so ably. After all, she had been a prefect in high school so she was accustomed to talking directly to her superiors.

She thought nothing of it when she entered and saw Rose and Stuart. What shocked Amanda was when she saw that Rose was casually stroking Stuart's cock. The instructor was obviously fully erect. He was a rather handsome man and Amanda had, by now, seen enough cocks to know that his was rather beautiful. It was long and thick and, with its big fat head and dark veins, so wonderfully proportioned.

Amanda realised instantly what was to happen. She was going to receive her first cock. She was going to be used sexually in a way she'd never been used, not by any boyfriend or high school wannabe. It was Master Stuart who was going to use her. That knowledge brought a strange feeling over Amanda. She'd already exposed her anus to him in class. Plus she had seen him give an anal rogering to Mistress Candace. Stuart was a handsome, experienced man. To realise his cock would be the first ever inside her young body was making Amanda feel giddy.

Rose ordered the student into the room and had her strip off completely. The instructors took a moment to inspect Amanda, her shaven cunt lips and her heaving C-cup tits. Hanson House did not recruit only beautiful young women but physical attributes were critical. Amanda had more than measured up at selection time.

"Come my dear," said Rose softly, gesturing to Amanda that she should step closer. "You are a smart girl so you know why you're here. You've excelled at every challenge so far. Its time to give you a little additional instruction. Do you understand?"

Amanda nodded. Her mouth was too dry to allow her to speak.

"Also, its important that we keep our male instructors happy. Do you understand what I mean?"

Again Amanda nodded. Her eyes were darting nervously but she felt her body react to the idea she was to give sexual service to the older man.

Her body reacted even more when Rose started to rub her large, pink nipples while Stuart gently rubbed her arse cheeks. Despite the shock of being fondled by her instructors, Amanda knew she was safe. On the other hand, the inexperienced young woman was finding it hard to handle the lust being shown by the two older two.

"I trust you have been keeping yourself properly clean," said Rose. 

"Yes Mistress," Amanda replied unsteadily. "But my douche..."

"Oh, there's no need for that poppet," said the instructor airily. "Of course we teach you girls about that. Its not always necessary. If you have too much shit in your bowels Master Stuart will just have to jam into your harder." Amanda could only nod in reply.

"Just do as you're told," Rose was murmuring to her. "You are here for a reason. If you behave and you obey then this will be a wonderful experience for you. Do you get me?"

"Yes Mistress," was all Amanda could get out of her mouth.

"Hold your tits for me. Put your hands under them and give them a little lift. Yes, that's wonderful. Outstanding tits and I know Master Stuart agrees."

"Fuck yes," he answered. "Young Amanda has made my cock even harder than you did." 

"A lucky young woman," breathed Rose. "Your tits will make sure you're in demand come graduation."

Rose grinned and pinched Amanda's nipples a little. As she did that Stuart slid his hand down underneath her buttocks. Amanda, inexperienced even at sexual play, somehow knew she should part her legs for the male instructor.

"Yes, that's good Amanda," he muttered. "You belong to us now. Just give yourself to us totally."

The young woman had little choice as Rose moved in closer and started to flick her tongue over her nipples. Amanda had known her teats were rather sensitive and the sensation of the older woman's mouth quickly had her breathing still deeper and faster.

Lower down, Stuart was stroking the edge of her cunt lips. Amanda was ashamed to realise how strongly her body was reacting to their combined touch. After all, she was still a virgin and not yet accustomed to being exposed in this way. Yet she knew this reaction was what the instructors wanted. More to the point, she knew there was nothing she could do, or would do, to resist their taking advantage of her.




Hanson House Ch. 12



In a few moments they pushed her back onto the desk. Amanda followed their lead and lay back on the hard, wooden surface. She knew it well enough after her earlier episode with Candace.

Rose was massaging her tits now, stroking and squeezing them. Stuart took his turn to suck on her, taking her nipples deep and flicking his tongue over them. Amanda could hear herself panting heavily. 

As Stuart moved from left to right, Rose squeezed her big boobs so that the nipples were nice and prominent for her colleague. "Hmmmm. Perfect tits for one this age," mumbled Stuart. Amanda would have felt pride at that comment if not for the fact that she was overwhelmed by the sensations of the older couple making use of her. 

When Stuart went lower, pushing at her thighs to force her wider, Amanda expected he would want only to inspect her wetness. Until Hanson House, sexual arousal had always been a very private thing for the would-be submissive. She had learned quickly that a submissive could expect no privacy or discretion about such things. Still she was afraid at what Stuart would find, hoping he would be pleased that she was excreting just the right amount of moisture.

When she felt his mouth on her fresh-shaven cunt the young pupil gasped aloud and her body stiffened. It was involuntary, the shock.

"Don't ever do that again," muttered Rose with a stern tone. She took a handful of Amanda's blonde hair and pulled it hard. "If your Master wants your cunt then you simply open your legs and be grateful."

Amanda was happy for the pain and the instruction. She was eager to make amends for her minor error in her behaviour towards Master Stuart. What she couldn't do, though, was hold in her noises as she felt Stuart spread her cunt lips with his tongue. Without warning, Amanda was cumming as Stuart expertly tongued her virgin cunt

The young woman had never experienced this sexual act. She had watched it many, many times on net porn. She had tried to imagine how it would feel. "Master Stuart," she gasped as his tongue parted her folds. "Oh, Master Stuart..." 

He was licking her now, running his tongue from her tight hole to her hard little clit. Amanda could feel her body reacting in ways she'd never known. She knew she was starting to gush juices from her cunt. She wanted to leap off the table. She wanted the older man to fuck her right there and then. She felt like she could die if that meant he would keep lapping at her fuck hole.

"That's right little poppet," muttered Rose softly as she released Amanda's hair. "You can thank Master by cumming for him."

The student was grateful, of course, but she hardly needed the encouragement. The shock, the feeling of her own helplessness made his cunt-lapping feel even more intense. What an incredible sensation it brought!

With a sharp cry a huge orgasm erupted through her lithe body and flooded her brain. Amanda no longer had thoughts of shame. She could hear her own voice as if far away, and she no longer cared. She almost reached down and grabbed Stuart's head. She was desperate now, wanting nothing more than to bury herself in his face and pour her cunt juices all over her instructor. The feeling of his tongue, as he licked from her hole to her clit, was the most sensational thing and Amanda knew at that moment that she would happily be a slut for whoever commanded it.

The staff, however, had their own plans. Stuart especially, having had his cock sucked before Amanda arrived, was hungry for the relief of her tight, young arsehole.

He signalled to Rose and together they roughly dragged their pupil off the desk and threw her over the soft loungechair, on her knees with her holes pointing towards them.

Amanda was a little frightened by this sudden burst of energy. She was certain she would be fucked now. She'd been waiting for this, the first time she would take a real man's cock inside her delicate little hole. She wanted it but even more she wanted to show the instructors she could excel at anal fucking.

Her big tits hung down underneath her. Once again Rose found the young woman's nipples and proceeded to flick and squeeze them. Amanda's orgasm had started to fade just a little but the renewed teasing of her nipples ensured she stayed hot and ready for them staff.

Stuart knelt down behind Amanda and roughly pulled her arsecheeks apart. Amanda gasped aloud, shock and desire. 

"You are so lucky my little poppet," breathed Rose to her. "Your first true anal fucking."

Amanda hardly heard her. She knew what was coming next. "Anal" class had been fun but she had been desperate to experience it for real. Stuart's tongue had pressed against her anus and was slowly warming up her backdoor. Amanda liked the idea of rimming but now she was learning just how good it could feel. She thought about the size of Master Stuart's cock and tried to relax so as to accept more of his tongue inside her backdoor. But those thoughts weren't enough to stop her from moaning her delight aloud. 

Amanda remembered the important tip from her classes and started to rub her clit. She knew it was the key to being buttfucked. Right then, however, she was hungry for another orgasm.

Stuart readied the student to accept his big cock. Once her anus was wet and soft, Stuart swapped his tongue for a finger, slowly pushing against Amanda's tiny hole. He carefully rubbed around her rosebud, massaging it, preparing her for penetration. As he poked the tip of his finger against her anus Amanda tried to push out, just as they'd been taught in class.

Amanda was relieved to feel her anus accept the finger of her instructor. She let her passage open up just enough for him to slip in to the second knuckle. It hurt, just a little, but Amanda refused to complain. She would take as much as she could before begging them to stop.

Next to her, Rose was beginning to masturbate. Kneeling on the floor, her own heavy tits heaving as she watched her pupil being violated, Rose was slowly frigging herself. It served the dual purpose of encouraging Amanda to go on and allow herself to be penetrated fully from behind.

Amanda had learned already that she enjoyed being fingered in the arse. The dull ache in her cheeks, the throbbing in her cunt and now the feeling of a finger reaming her channel somehow made her feel like never before. She could feel her arse stretching around the Master's finger as he jammed it into her and she knew she wanted more.

With his free hand Stuart was applying large gobs of his spit to his shaft. He was eager to take the young backside in front of him. He knew it would be a challenge for Amanda. But he had seen all this before. It often fell to him to deflower the anuses of the best young students at Hanson House and it was a job he performed with some pride.

Amanda tried again to make herself relax but it was hard. The delightful Master Stuart was about to pierce her backdoor with his magical cock. The virgin Amanda had fought off her younger male suitors but this time she was thrilled to surrender.

The head of Stuart's cock felt so big as he pressed it against her tiny hole. Sensing he was about to thrust into her, Amanda increased the work on her clit. She was a little surprised to feel how big and hard her little button was. She'd not expected to be so turned-on.

Stuart entered her anus with a slow, steady shove. The head of his cock began to open her little hole. There was hardly any resistance. Once again he remarked to himself how effective was the training at Hanson House. 

With another little push he popped the head right past her first sphincter. Now he felt the tightness of her sphincters. Amanda grunted at the sudden pain but that didn't slow Stuart down. He was barely controlling his own desire for the virgin passage.

For Amanda, the dull ache of her beaten arsecheeks was mixed with the new sensation of having her anus filled up. The tingling back there was confusing, her tender cheeks feeling extra sensitive as Stuart grabbed them roughly. It was so strange for her to feel all this pain and yet to be so aroused and excited by it. 

By then Stuart had the first two centimetres of his shaft sitting snugly inside Amanda's rectum. It was hurting, as she'd known it would, but she was determined that she wanted to feel the whole thing buried inside her backside.

He paused for just a moment. Stuart, too, was excited to watch Mistress Rose as she rubbed her cunt and pinched her long nipples. She was the big boss, the Domme, for everyone in this Hanson sex ring. To see her drop her usual defences like that, to masturbate openly, was a rare thrill for Stuart as well.

The next thrust sent a sharper pain through Amanda's poor abused backside. She couldn't help but cry out in protest. Instantly she wished that she hadn't and instead silently urged her instructor to finish the job and screw her arse properly.

Stuart withdrew just a little so he could apply another gob of spit to his cock. He felt so swollen and big himself, excited to take this young arse. 

"Aaagh" groaned Amanda, trying to swallow her sound. Stuart had pushed back in again, this time getting a full half of his shaft inside the vulnerable young arsehole. He looked over at Rose, still in charge. She nodded her encouragement.

"Fuck her," she ordered. "Give her the whole thing. I know it will hurt for her first time but its necessary."

For Stuart, that was all he needed to continue forcing his thick cock into Amanda's bottom. For her, hearing Rose's command kept her focused on the task. She held back the tears in her eyes as she felt that huge member stretch and fill her bum in a way she'd never before experienced.

Actually, before she knew it Amanda felt herself begin to stretch enough to accept all of Stuart. Her training was kicking in. She knew the signs and she allowed herself a small surge of pride. Her arsehole was being fucked and, more importantly, she was taking all his cock inside her.

He was so big, his cock as larger than the biggest buttplug she'd used. And he felt so different. It was difficult for her to accommodate him and Rose had made sure she had no time to really adjust. And yet, she somehow felt that it actually was better to be invaded by a real cock. It was a thrill to have a person, a real man, stick his massive cock into her. This was a real cock and Amanda would always prefer one of those to any rubber toy.

Egged on by Rose's orders, Stuart soon began to pulse his cock back and forth in the young anus. Amanda was already feeling that the pain was subsiding. There was no doubting how much more exciting it was to have a real cock wedged up her arse. It just felt so much better than a rubber toy or a strap-on.

After a few minutes Master Stuart, her instructor, was stroking the length of his cock all the way in and out of Amanda's rectum. She could feel every millimetre of him. She loved that sensation. It felt so amazing to be filled back there and to really feel a man's cock so intimately as that. What was more, the stroking was warming her up, exciting and pleasing her in a strange new way.

Bent over like that, her big tits swung in time to his thrusting. She'd seen that in porn and wondered how it felt. The answer was that it felt amazing to have her body so under the control of the older man and his rampant cock.

As Stuart bottomed out with each stroke, Amanda felt his hips bump against her tautened buttcheeks. The bruises, after her earlier beating, were still tingling. With Master Stuart bumping into them Amanda felt an added discomfort but it actually had a rather nice edge to it. The pupil was helpless, trapped and at the mercy of the older couple. 

But there was no doubting how much she was enjoying her predicament. This was service, real service. Finally the eager pupil had won the right to be used properly, fully, by an older Dominant male. The satisfaction of her first time in real service outweighed even the thought of the extra marks she would earn from this "special lesson".

Next to her, Amanda could hear Mistress Rose on her knees and orgasming. But she hardly cared about that. She was more focused on Stuart as he began to ream her arsehole steadily. Amanda was amazed at how good it felt to have a thick cock pumping into her arse. She sensed that he, too, was enjoying it very much. 

Now Amanda let go of her cunt and instead gripped the chair tightly with both hands. She wanted to think only about having Stuart fuck her. With her rectum filled with cock, she felt that special sensation of being truly "alive". The thrill of being fucked, of using her bottom to give service to a man, suddenly felt better than all her youthful sexual experiences. having a real cock fill her rectum, was all she cared about right then. 

Even the pain was lessening, Every stroke stretched her more, felt better than the last. Luckily for her, Stuart couldn't last long enough to really pound her delicate backdoor. The headjob and the tight young hole had seen to that.

"I'm coming to cum inside her, Mistress Rose, if that's alright," called out Stuart.

"Yes, do it my man," she cried out in a hoarse voice. "Use your big cock to shoot her full of cum."

For some reason Amanda felt herself become even more excited by the thought. It didn't seem "dirty" at all, not like Elissa had described. A man was about to deposit his cum inside her body. He was a Dominant. Of course she would be excited to receive his load.

The thrill grew further when Stuart gripped her hips to give himself extra purchase. With the size of his cock in her little hole he really needed it. In Amanda's mind, she knew more deeply than ever before that her rightful destiny was to being a sexual submissive, to give her body for the pleasure of others.

She never felt Stuart climax, even in that tight space. She felt him ram her a little harder and deeper. Her anus responded to the abuse by getting warmer and sending extra heat through her body. 

She certainly heard him, though. It was an amazing sound. Much more guttural than the boys who had titfucked her. More rewarding than the boyfriends who, once, had shot their teenaged loads across her hands and her stockings. For the young woman, it was a sound she knew one day she'd be dedicated to.

Stuart loved it, of course. His was the first cock to enter that once-virgin place. His was the first to shoot a load of sticky cock juice into the bowels of this young woman. And there was no doubting how fantastic her backdoor felt as it wrapped around his cock. 

The instructor pumped harder and deeper as he emptied his balls completely inside his young student. Mistress Rose enjoyed the sight and the sounds. She brought herself of skillfully as she knelt beside Amanda as her colleague completed the anal de-flowering.

Stuart was still pumping into Amanda's tight anus long after he had no more cum to shoot. It was only his sense of professional duty that caused him to cease and to slowly withdraw. Rose had wanted a solid arsefucking for their pupil but Stuart didn't want to rub her raw.

The loss of that thick cock from her backside was a strange sensation for Amanda. She felt as if there still was something big that was jammed in there. Yet she could feel the way her passage was contracting again, as if trying to squeeze down on the fat phallus that was no longer there. She wondered about the massive load of man cum that had been deposited in her arse but she was sure she'd not be able to feel that.

Still, the novice was on a total high, having been successfully arse-fucked. She'd wanted it, feared it. She had never imagined it could produce so many amazing sensations and dirty thoughts.

Rose was talking to her again. "Wonderful. Just wonderful my poppet. You did very well. Especially for your first time." She was smiling at Amanda as she climbed to her feet. "You should know that Master Stuart is one of our larger instructors. But you took it all and now he's shot his cockjuice into you."

That made Amanda feel so proud that she could hardly speak. Which was not a problem as the two instructors, still highly aroused by their student, continued to grope and feel her body. Stuart seemed especially interested in her heaving tits while Rose squeezed and stroked her arse. 

Amanda loved all this extra attention, even the small talk about her boobs. She was too stunned to say anything herself. She had just been arse-fucked, been screwed in her arse by one of the Hanson House instructors, She had been used sexually and it had been a wonderful, affirming experience. She knew what she was!

She was still thinking the same thing a short time later as she showered and clean off the cum, mixed with her own filth, that had leaked down her thighs and stained her skirt.



Hanson House Ch. 13



The next morning, after breakfast, Mistress Candace took young Amanda aside.

"I hear we took your anal cherry last night," she said softly.

"Yes Mistress. Master Stuart took me in my bottom," replied Amanda with a massive grin. "Mistress Rose was there as well."

"Yes, I know," came the reply with a smile. "I know all about it. We decided it was time for you. But how do you feel?"

"I feel great, thank you Mistress. I was worried about being sore afterwards but I felt good. I was so pleased to serve Master Stuart like that."

"Did you enjoy it when he came inside your bottom?"

"Yes Mistress, I did. Its really true that a man's cum is a special reward for us. But I guess I didn't expect that until third year or something."

"My dear Amanda," said Candace with another smile, "you have many talents as a submissive." On hearing that, Amanda smiled back. "Some of the other students excel in one or two skills. But always remember that you will make an exceptional submissive in your own right."

She paused. "You are a great advertisement for Hanson House already. If you continue to excel in your training Mistress Rose has some special clients in mind for you. I expect we will offer you to them before your graduation."

That was a shock for Amanda - both because the system was as clinical as that and because she was being sent to the head of the class. She looked searchingly at Candace. The student was about to ask the obvious question.

"No no," said Candace quickly. "It is not set in stone. You will not meet them for a long time yet. When its right you will find out everything. But patience is also an important virtue for you." The two of them grinned at one another. 

"Just remember, you have lost your anal virginity now. You are in special company. I hope you will feel proud of yourself. And I hope the feeling of having been taken 'back there' will help to motivate you further."

Amanda felt as if she was ready to burst. It wasn't only the after-effects of her first arsefuck. She knew that she was marked for future success. For a high achiever like Amanda that was like gold.

The other thing lifting her spirits that morning was that this week her special classes would be on "cock service". That meant playing with cocks. At Hanson House that was a special privilege. Even better was the fact these would be older males, more like the men they would submit to in the future.

At the same moment as Amanda was talking with Candace, two of her roommates were in a separate meeting with Mistress Rose. 

Lis and Grace had been summoned during breakfast. It was in their nature for this duo to suppose they'd done something wrong and were to be punished for it. So they were surprised when Rose informed them they were being asked to accept a special duty.

"You do have the right to refuse this request," she was saying. "I don't think you will. And besides, at Hanson House we expect loyalty from all our students. So I advise you against turning me down."

The two students grinned and assured Mistress Rose they'd do anything asked of them.

"There is a special event this Saturday night. It is being held in a private residence, off-campus. The people involved are benefactors of Hanson House. People who make major contributions to us each year. Without them we could not continue to provide you all with the special services you need."

Rose went on, explaining that it was a party for a discreet group of older adults, people in their forties and older. It seemed this was a regular event and that Hanson House always sent some of its students along to help the night along. "The usual practice is to send some of the final year students along to provide these services. On this occasion we have been asked to provide two of our sophomores. I have considered this very carefully."

It was clear that this group had special "kinky" needs that had to be accommodated. The selected students were expected to serve refreshments, to fetch and carry. Very often, it seemed, they were be expected to be available for other types of "service".

"If you are chosen for this party, if you accept this assignment," Rose said seriously, "you must understand that you will have no right to refuse any request. These are important people and they expect a high standard of service from our students."

Rose let that sink in. She gave instructions to Lis and Grace as to how they would prepare for Saturday night. They would be fitted for their uniforms. In this case, this was nothing more than a g-string, stockings, garter belt and stilettos. They would be practically nude. What was surprising was that masturbation was forbidden them until after the party. The staff expected the pupils to honour this instruction.

"The guests will be having sex, performing all manner of sex acts. Do not stare unless you are invited to watch. Do not snigger or giggle or make any negative comment about anything you see or hear. It is very possible that you will be required to assist the sex play in some way. You may be needed to perform certain acts to help the party to stay in the right mood. Do not disappoint me."

This last instruction was given with real meaning. Neither of the pupils would dare betray Mistress Rose. All the same, her face as she uttered those words left Lis and Grace in no doubt that they would have to obey any and all instructions given to them at the party.

Of course, Mistress Rose had chosen well. Grace was an extrovert and a slut who would not miss an opportunity to impress. Lisbeth was more mature and had known for a long time her true calling. She also was by far the more 'natural' submissive. Lis could be relied upon to truly serve the VIPs. Both students wondered how they would manage to wait for the rest of the week.

That afternoon, Amanda arrived for her "cock service" class. There were three other students and eight men - a mixture of instructors and attendants. She'd found it impossible to concentrate on her academic work that day. Her backside still throbbed slightly from the abuse of the previous day. More to the point, she'd thought of little other than the fresh cocks she was going to play with.

As was usual, the first class began with some porno on a large screen. This group of students was familiar with such material. There was Amanda, two smaller brunettes and Elissa and all had been sexually curious for some time before entering Hanson House. 

One of the brunettes was Abbie. She'd been among the group who'd been figged and paddled in front of the entire year. She had a measure of cockiness about her and this would have been part of the reason she'd earned herself such a public punishment.

Abbie had boasted to a few of her friends that she'd had a lot of experience with cocks. Naturally she claimed to be a virgin. Still, that hadn't stopped her enjoying, and being enjoyed by, a number of boys in high school. Abbie said that her time at uni had taken the number to a dozen. 

"I didn't care if they thought I was a slut. Besides I knew I was popular with the older guys and that's why they came after me."

It seemed that her biggest accomplishment to date had been with two older boys, friends of her brother. They'd lured Abbie into the backyard at someone's party. Out there, in the dark, they'd quickly put her on her knees and taken out their cocks. Abbie had been so delighted by those two excited phalluses that she'd easily let them take turns with her mouth.

That was the first time Abbie had ever experienced a man cumming in her mouth. She hadn't mean to. Then again she hadn't been asked. She was shocked and almost choked when, without warning, the first of them unloaded a flood of his thick, tasty semen in her mouth. Abbie had been caught by surprise and so, without thinking, she had quickly swallowed his load in two great gulps. She had felt humiliated for just a moment, just until the second boy took his place and, in turn, spewed his cum into her young mouth.

The fact that the older boys had both called her a cocksucker only made the experience more memorable for Abbie. She had been validated as a sexy and desirable young woman. It had reinforced her joy at giving men what they wanted sexually. Abbie always told the story with a big grin on her face.

Enjoyment, an instructor was telling the class, was a key element in giving the best service they could to a man and his cock. "We know you are all submissive and enjoy serving others sexually," said Master Paul. It was he who'd been taking advantage of Grace and her huge tits. "But a man can usually tell the difference between a woman who is doing her duty and a slut who loves to take and pleasure his cock."

The porn they watched on the big screen was standard stuff, showing women sucking and wanking a variety of cocks of different shapes, sizes and colours. Paul and one of the other instructors gave a running commentary.

"There's no need to bob your head that fast, good pressure from your lips is more important ...look how she uses her hand to give the greatest pleasure to his cock ...always remember its the downstroke that works best for a cock, you are not milking a cow!"

Everyone was aroused, despite the clinical setting of the classroom. So it was no surprise that all the men had partial erections as they removed their trousers for the remainder of the first lesson.

Amanda was stunned, all the students were. Eight half swollen cocks suddenly came into view. Most of the young women had only limited experience with men and their members. Even the titfucking classes hadn't really allowed them to study the adult cock in all its glory. Now they had eight specimens in front of them, all different shapes and sizes, all big and growing. Amanda kept thinking of how wonderful Stuart's cock had looked and felt. What she hadn't realised, and none of her peers knew, was that Hanson House had minimum standards for instructors and attendants. All the male staff were well endowed so as to better prepare their young charges.

The students were ordered onto their knees on padded mats. The men paired off and selected a pupil. Abbie made a crude comment but everyone ignored her. The sexual tension was so strong it was a struggle for even these experienced men to stay focused on their task.

"Just your hands for now," ordered Master Stuart. "Choose a cock and touch it. Play with it." Abbie grabbed a cock with each hand and started to stroke them with her usual youthful enthusiasm.

Amanda was more anxious. It was true that she'd been titfucked and had her arsehole penetrated by Master Stuart's thick pole. But this was different. She was intimidated and in awe of these men who so casually wielded their cocks. The fact this was all being done in "class" only added to the pressure to perform.

Still, Amanda had no choice but to obey and to slowly grip first one cock then the other. The staff, it had to be said, were gentle for this first lesson and ready to provide advice and suggestions. 

Amanda was shown how to grip, how much pressure to apply and the best place to apply her fingers to each shaft. Going slowly, carefully, allowed Amanda to really study a cock for the first time. The heat in each shaft was amazing. She realised that they were as hard as Stuart's cock must have been inside her rectum. Yet the skin that encased these magical objects was so soft to her touch. 

The first pair were eager to enhance their own pleasure and readily gave Amanda advice. "Soft up, firm down," they told her. Amanda was reassured to feel her two cocks swell and harden as she progressed.

For the men, it was an enormous struggle to maintain their composure. They had four young women at their disposal, their small young fingers curled around each shaft. It was only their experience and their self-discipline that delayed the inevitable eruption of cock juice.

Soon the men switched positions and each student was confronted with a new pair of male members. There were a few giggles from the students, sounds of nerves and excitement. To be servicing so many cocks would only have been in their imagination just weeks earlier. Even Elissa could be heard to be breathing more heavily than normal.

"You need some moisture on that skin," Paul advised them all. "You'll start rubbing them properly now. Get some spit on your palms and your fingers." The men all watched closely, assessing and giving tips to the young women. "Good," called out Master Paul. "Now you can start to really stroke the shaft. Wrap your hand around it and gently work your hand up and down."

Even Abbie was thrilled to be able to handle so many hard cocks, to look and feel and take in all the details of their shape and size and the exact curve of each shaft. Unbeknown to each of them, they all were mentally taking notes and comparing the different cocks, trying to decide what their most desired cock might be.

With a liberal coating of saliva, the shafts became slick and easier to handle. The effect was obvious from the soft sounds of the men. Their quiet moans and sighs of delight only made the students even more eager and aroused as they let their hands slide up and down these wonderful shafts.

There was more instruction, of course. Though this group all had at least minimal experience with cocks, Hanson House left nothing to chance. All the women were shown the workings of the male penis, all were told to observe the way the skin moved when it was gripped and handled properly. This was, they were assured, the correct way to pleasure a cock and to ensure the owner would experience a superior orgasm.

There was no doubt this was a good class, full of young women who would one day be expert cocksluts. With the third pair of cocks, Master Paul was ready to move them along to the next stage of their training.

The pupils could see clearly the leaking pre-cum on each tip. Of course they all were excited as well. Virgins every one of them, they all dreamed and masturbated to the thought of a beautiful cock, like these, filling and tearing at them and finally capturing their virginity.

"Use your thumbs now," instructed Paul. "Reach out with your thumb. Take the pre-cum you have produced and use your thumb to rub it over the head of his cock."

With a little extra advice from their men the young students were able to follow their orders. Each of them noticed the immediate effect on the cocks they held. The enhanced sensation was clearly pleasurable for their men. For his part, Stuart was struggling to maintain his composure. It wasn't easy to be an instructor and a participant at the same time. The way Abbie rubbed his pre-cum into the head of his cock only made him ooze faster.

Amanda this time had a nice looking Chinese man to work on. He was quite handsome and she'd never ever been this close to an Asian man. His cock was a little smaller than the others, Still, Amanda thought it a fine specimen and he felt just as hard and pleasing in her hand. He was uncircumcised which was another first for Amanda and added to her excitement. She concentrated hard as the Chinese guy explained patiently how to treat his foreskin and how to maximise the pleasure for him. 

Not for the first time, Amanda thought to herself how lucky she'd been to be accepted into Hanson House. She knew she loved sex and she loved service. Perhaps it was true that Abbie had serviced so many cocks. But Amanda knew she'd never have had such an opportunity in the outside world. Once she would have giggled girlishly at the sight of eight erect cocks. Now, today, she felt her heart thumping and her cunt oozing.

For the fourth time the men changed around and the students each had another pair of cocks. Somehow it had been arranged so Abbie got the black cock last. He wasn't freakishly huge but Abbie almost squealed with delight. Black he was, the colour of midnight with large heavy balls that hung beneath him. Hanson House was a place without prejudice but the staff understood the attraction for a young woman like Abbie, white and being dominated by a thick black cock. 

"Put your hand between your legs and get it nice and wet," ordered Paul. "Yeah that's it, scoop up your cunt juices. Now smear them all over that shaft. Do it again with another scoop if you need to."

This was easy enough, They were all so aroused, even Elissa, the young lesbian, had enough cunt juice to slather each of the shafts she was working on. The young women found it a little 'icky' to use their moisture in that way but of course no-one objected. They all were too excited and determined to do whatever they were told.

Eight cocks glistened with their coating of cunt juice. Abbie's black man looked even more impressive as it slid wetly through her hand. Abbie wanted to be fucked so badly that she was panting. She felt the "virginity" rule was too cruel when she had such magnificent cocks at her disposal.

"Time to finish for today," called out Paul, struggling to contain himself. "Of course you cannot leave your instructors in this state."

The young women looked over at one another in wonder. They were being given permission to bring these men to climax. It seemed an incredible privilege.

"Don't leave us waiting ladies," called out Master Paul. "It is just good manners for a submissive to let her Dominant finish off. You little sluts will receive all our cum now."

No-one even noticed the crude language Paul had used towards them. The students were all turned-on and hungry, almost desperate to see their reward of those magnificent shafts spewing out their thick, sticky loads. They immediately gripped their cocks harder and their small, youthful hands moved faster up and down the rock-hard shafts.

The men were right on the edge having had those young nymphs playing with their cocks for so long. Two of the men finally dropped their guard and came almost instantly. The second brunette watched in amazement as her first cock spewed a long stream of white juice that seemed to be unending as it coated her hand, her wrist and dripped down onto her skirt.

Elissa got a jet of cum that shot across her left ear. It was a shock to the inexperienced lessie but she was thrilled by the sight of the white semen shooting from his pisshole. She loved the feel of their cum as it landed hot on her skin. She used a two-handed grip as her cock shot glob after glob of man-cum over her arms and some of it got on her shirt as well.

She could have been disgusted to be coated in cock juice like that, but Elissa actually was excited by her own skill and she wanted more. Quickly she took hold of her second cock and, again, jerked it hard and quick. Her eyes were wide as she stared intently at the pisshole and waited for the coming eruption. This second man stepped in closer for Elissa. It took only a few strokes before he groaned loudly and his cum flew through the air, large drops splashing on her shirt and her neck and a few flying far enough to land on her face and her hair.

Amanda's first man came with enormous power. She saw the first big shot coming and caught it right on her face. Two more followed and Amanda laughed aloud with her own excitement. She didn't falter in her stroking, thrilled to have an erupting cock at her disposal. After having Stuart shoot his load in her bottom she was captivated by the idea of men and their ejaculate. The sticky juices on her skin felt so amazing and copping it on her face seemed a natural act.

Next to her, Abbie was agog at the sight of her big black cock as it shot thick white juice onto her. The sight of the white cum against that dark skin was a thing of true beauty. There was so much of it. She wished only that she'd been naked so as to truly feel his hot white stuff on her bare skin. 

In turn, each of the other men came over the students as the young women stroked their cocks with even more enthusiasm. Paul took advantage of his role and waited till he was the last to cum. He held the head of the other brunette, Georgie, in both hands as she furiously pumped his member. Paul had the most powerful shots of them all and he hosed his cum over her face, making sure she got a full load on her forehead and her lips. Georgie was, in fact, grateful when Paul ejaculated as her arm had begun to ache from the unaccustomed effort of jerking mature cocks. Everyone watched as Georgie impassively received Paul's load. 




Hanson House Ch. 13



The other women would gladly have swapped for the opportunity to receive cock juice from Master Paul. The men all agreed Georgie looked especially pretty with Paul's huge load clinging in lumps to her face and her hands.

Within moments, eight loads of man-cum had been dumped over the four pupils. Everyone was panting heavily. The four young faces were alive with the thrill and the satisfaction of having earned their loads of cum. Each of the pupils had a good coating of man juice and they all wore it proudly. While the men re-arranged their clothes they left the students on their knees, dripping with cum. Each of the young women felt a pang of sadness as the staff returned their precious tools to their places of hiding.

The men, naturally, were very complimentary of the performance of the students. All eight had enjoyed very satisfactory climaxes. They all agreed this year had brought a talented bunch of submissives-in-training. Their positive comments made the students glow even more with pride at their success. 

A thought flashed quickly through Amanda's brain. Once she had assumed monogamy was her natural state. Now she was becoming more certain that such a relationship could never satisfy her. Like Abbie and Grace, she was sensing her destiny.

Such thoughts were pushed to the back of their minds as the class was wound-up and the students sent off to their rooms. They needed to get dressed for dinner. None of them really wanted to wash off the man cum. 

They walked back with loads of man-cum drying on their skin and their clothes. There was a mixture of humiliation and excitement. Only Abbie was able to smile and reply to the comments from staff and students.

Later, in the shower, Amanda reflected on that first class with a warm glow and the knowledge that Hanson House was revealing her true self. She'd never realised how wide her sexual hunger might stretch. Until now she had thought of herself as the kind of woman who would be content with a cock and only a single cock at that. It was unnerving to discover she might be more suited to multiple partners and to group sex. Then, too, was the realisation that she could receive immense satisfaction from serving and pleasuring women. 

After dinner that night she grabbed Elissa for a de-brief of sorts. All the young students were being confronted with new and challenging scenarios. If Amanda was being introduced to sex with women it seemed natural Elissa would be forced to learn about cocks.

"Doesn't it bother you," she wanted to know, "that the instructors want to do that to you? They all know that you are a lesbian."

"I don't think that matters to them at all," replied Elissa, matter-of-factly. "Its like they told us, we could end up serving a woman or a man."

"I like licking a woman," confessed Amanda. "I never thought I would. Somehow when I am ordered to do it I just get turned on and I want to do my best for her."

"That's because you're so horny all the time," snorted Elissa. They both laughed. "But we're both the same you know," Elissa continued. "We are here because we love to serve and because we get fulfillment from being used sexually."

Amanda nodded furiously. "I had no idea it could be like this. Now I know I want to be like this for the rest of my life."

"I want to be a slave," said Elissa. "I've read about it and I want it. One day I want to be owned totally."

Amanda was a little surprised by her friend's admission. "I know. Jasminda told me the same thing. They say its the ultimate. Maybe one day I'll be ready for that. I know its the right thing for me," confided Elissa. "To be wanted, and to be used, for someone else's sexual fun is the greatest thing in my mind."

She went on. "Of course I want it to be a woman. But I don't mind cocks so much. I know it sounds strange coming from me. But they are pretty amazing. I love having control of a man and his cock."

Amanda had to nod again, this time grinning wildly. "But what about anal? They made you take Master Stuart in your butt. That must have been so degrading for you."

"Yes it was," said Elissa straight back. "But I loved it anyway. Didn't you?"

Amanda nodded in silence, her face red with embarrassment. It had been degrading to be used sexually in that way. They'd demanded her anal virginity and they'd done it all so casually. But then she knew that she'd been incredibly turned-on the whole time. The staff had degraded her and Amanda knew she wanted more.

"Like I told you," Elissa was saying, "I didn't mind Master Stephen putting his cock up me because Mistress Rose wanted it. And I know I'll do anything Mistress Rose asks of me."

Amanda knew it was true. She felt exactly the same way. She realised that Candace was right - Amanda was bisexual. Eating Elissa's cunt had proven it.

The rest of the week was going to be a busy one. End of term was approaching and academic studies were becoming more intense. But Amanda still had more 'cock' classes. On top of that, most of the first year students had learned about the party that coming Saturday. Everyone was excited for Grace and Lisbeth and desperate to imagine what lay ahead for them.



Hanson House Ch. 14



The second "cock service" class was even more exciting than the first. The pupils presented themselves to the same eight men. The four young women had once again been ordered to their knees. This time it was their job to open the men's trousers and extract their cocks. Amanda soon saw the reason. In their various states of arousal, the cocks were difficult to handle inside clothing. 

Quietly the men instructed their students on the correct technique for exposing a cock. They learned how, with care and proper respect, to pull out a man's hard cock through the flies on his trousers. Naturally the shafts were all hard as soon as those young hands touched them. The students enjoyed the challenge and they loved the chance to caress and feel the hardness of the older men.

Then they turned to the second men in their couples. Again there were quiet words of encouragement as each student pulled down the man's trousers and carefully lowered his underwear. Each of them gently lowered the elastic waistbands and were rewarded by the sight of a hard cock springing into full view. There were gasps and giggles. 

This time Amanda had the African-American gent. His fat cock slapped her face as it leapt from its confines. Amanda knew she loved this cock the same as all the others. Just the same, she knew the legends of black cocks and, like all then others, was thrilled to experience one "first hand". He'd shaved his huge ballsack. Amanda felt a tiny thrill to see that some men shaved their "privates" as well.

Despite their differences, the eight cocks all felt great and the students once more marvelled at how the shafts swelled and throbbed in their hands. Elissa took careful notice of the leakage of pre-cum. Soon she was expert at smearing it over the mushroom heads to lubricate the cocks. 

Amanda saw the way the men admired her friend's handiwork and she felt a little surge of pride for Elissa. Lesbian or not, the young Elissa truly enjoyed her work. Once she would have been frightened at being surrounded by so many hard cocks. This time she allowed herself a little extra excitement as she found herself briefly surrounded by four men, each one urging her to play with their pre-cum and to pleasure their cocks with her soft, small hands.

In fact, all the men had shaved their ballsacks in preparation for this class. The students were shown how to handle the soft, precious skin. All of them, even Abbie with her cocksucking exploits, got a jolt of excitement at being allowed to touch this most delicate part of the male anatomy. The students all focussed intently as they felt the shape and the weight of each testicle. They marvelled at the way the skin seemed to move by itself, lifting the balls high and then relaxing to lower them into the waiting hands.

A man's balls were attached to his cock and for Abbie they were almost as precious. She had never doubted that first and foremost she was to be a slave to cocks. Eating a woman's cunt was a necessary duty in the mind of that young slut. Abbie loved cocks and she had been dreaming more and more of what she could do with them in the future. 

Amanda, on the other hand, could not have been more content. She was entranced by the black man's heavy balls. On her knees, handling those jewels and the hard shaft, she felt her mouth turn dry and her cunt moisten. Amanda had felt Stuart's balls when he had fucked her in the bottom. He'd gone deep and she'd felt his pouch swinging against her swollen cunt lips each time he thrust into her.

The students practiced stroking each cock while cradling their balls in their other hand. They were taught how to touch and fondle those hard little eggs. All of them knew they wanted this class to last all evening.

Soon it was time to step up the pace. The men were waiting for their cocks to be sucked to completion. "Put them in your mouths ladies," came the order from Master Paul. "Get them nice and wet, lots of saliva." The tutorial on sucking would come later. The object was to make the shafts as wet as they could. 

Next they were shown how to drool over the shafts of their respective men. Even Abbie was surprised to see how slick, and easy to handle, a cock could become when coated properly.

Georgie somehow had ended up with the two largest clocks in the class. Paul and his friend, a huge and muscled man, were both over eight inches and thick to match. Georgie was as green as any Hanson House virgin and her eyes were wide at the sight of those huge prongs. Master Paul, so experienced with novices, showed the young brunette how to work both cocks at the same time. She soon learned how to stroke one while drooling on the other before swapping over, sliding her hand along one shaft as she let the other fill her mouth.

Amanda was thrilled and aroused by the order to suck on their cocks. She'd only handled a cock a couple of times before college, only allowed one in her mouth. But these specimens, older and more experienced, made her want to have her mouth used. She was even more excited by the fact she could actually taste their pre-cum. As each pair of men cycled through the kneeling young women, Amanda revelled in the sensation of pre-cum resting on her tongue. She hoped desperately that this class would end the week by receiving mouthfuls of cockjuice.

Again the pupils were ordered to wank the men to climax. "Heads still," ordered Master Paul. He wanted to make sure the lesson ended properly. That required the students to receive heavy shots of cum on their faces. 

"If you've done the job properly you only need to stroke the shaft. Hold still and make sure his cum is aimed straight at your face." There was to be no mistake. Each man stepped in close so as to make sure he would not miss the sweet young face in front of him. 

The grunts and the tiny cries from the students showed they'd understood the lesson as jet and spurt flew through the air, large globs of sticky cockjuice splattering onto their smiling faces. Now they were submissives-in-training, man-cum had taken on mythical qualities. Each of the young women relished the idea of semen on their skin and the privilege of receiving it from these more experienced men.

When each face was properly painted with jizz, Master Paul ordered the pupils to 'scoop it into your mouths' with their fingers. The men watched, entranced, as each novice used their fingers to collect globs of cum and push it into their mouths. There could not have been a sexier sight than to watch these novices lick the guys' cum from their fingers as they cleaned their faces.

All the students were rewarded with excited comments from the males. After their first months at Hanson House, none of the pupils minded being called cocksluts or being told how gorgeous they looked when wearing man-cum.

That evening they headed for their rooms, and the showers, with their hearts full of pride. They had seen other students with dried cum on their faces and, naturally, wondered if they would succeed at the vital skill of pleasing a group of cocks. Now they all knew they had what it took. More, they knew the thrill of causing a real man to spew his semen over their faces and to wear it as a badge of their rank.

One student, however, was ordered to remain behind. It was Abbie. 

Master Paul had heard of her boasting about her oral experience. All the staff knew about it and they had decided that Abbie needed some help to cultivate a proper attitude. It did not serve their training for these young women to find ways to be "better" than their peers. A submissive needed to understand that she was always "lower".

Grace had already learned this valuable lesson. The vivacious Grace had come in as something of a show-off. At the orders of Rose, Grace had been slated for some "extra-curricular" titfucking. For days on end, Grace had been the made to service a number of the male staff with her huge tits. The aim had been to demonstrate that she was totally at the mercy of others. Grace had learned her lesson too – her tits were no longer something she could use to her advantage but, instead, they marked her out for special demands for her service.

They'd followed that up with a group sex session. Grace had been made to strip naked in front of Master Paul and his friends. They'd fingered her cunt relentlessly and fucked her massive young tits. The young woman had been forced to act like a whore for them all. It had been noted how well Grace had succeeded at her task. The important thing, however, was that the outgoing Grace had learned to act a little more demurely. 

Now Paul had gathered a new group of males. They were graduates of Hanson House, dominants all. All but one of them were waiting to be assigned a submissive, a special client of Hanson House who would pay handsomely to surrender their sexuality, and more besides, to a well-trained graduate. 

Abbie was still on her knees on the cushioned mat. She still had two loads of cum drying on her face. When she saw the new group of men enter the classroom Abbie was horrified. She felt the natural sense of shame at being caught by a group of outsiders with semen all over her face. But Abbie was as quick as she was proud. She had heard of students being given "special lessons". Her guess was that her turn had come.

"You've been telling everyone how much you like sucking cocks," Paul was saying to her firmly. "Today you get the chance to how us how much. But you're going to do it our way."

Abbie felt a stab of fear in her chest. She'd guessed correctly. These men intended to use her and Abbie knew she wasn't yet experienced enough for such a challenge. 

The men had all been briefed. The aim was to control Abbie and not the other way around. Her backyard exploits had been easy to achieve. Those two boys had been desperate to empty their balls for her. Now Abbie was to be shown the way mature men would make use of her mouth.

The men approached the trembling student, pulling their cocks out and making comments about how slutty she looked.

"I can see this one enjoys cum... rub those lips off with my cock... a nice young pair of titties to make my cock bigger..."

Abbie was staring at Master Paul, nervous and wondering if he might grant her mercy. "These are all graduates my dear Abbie", he said to he firmly. "So each of these men has been trained and they know exactly what to do with a young woman like you." Abbie felt a small tremor of fear. It was no better when the first man placed his hand on the top of her head and shoved his cock against her face. Abbie, frightened yet aroused, surrendered silently. She knew what she must do. These older men were hungry and ready to take what they wanted. Abbie never questioned it.

Without a sound she opened her mouth and then the first cock was inside. It was fat and had the aroma of a real man. She could taste him, the day's sweat and stress on his skin. It was a little off-putting and yet Abbie felt a thrill course through her. These men wanted her and they were about to take her. A hard cock was all that was needed to make her comply.

This first guy shoved his meat deep into her mouth. The force of it gave Abbie another small fright. The men were going to be rough with the young pupil. 

With quick stabs he plunged his weapon into her mouth a few more times. Abbie tried her best to adjust to the demands of this stranger. Her cheeks swelled and her eyes went wide open. She grunted at the sudden assault. Abbie thought of herself as a cock lover but there as to be no love here. The men wanted only to fill her mouth.

Abbie was wondering how far they would take things when suddenly the first man withdrew. She was left gasping for breath, sucking down air.

The second man also held her head tight, his cock in his other hand as he angled his hips and presented his cock to Abbie. Like the first, he thrust hard and deep and Abbie struggled to remember to make that beautiful "O" with her mouth. She knew what Master Paul expected of her and she dared not disappoint. Moreover, she was afraid at what the men might do to her if she failed.

Five times this small ritual was performed on the helpless student. Five times a man, without invitation, shoved his cock fully into Abbie's mouth. They were all big and hard, threatening to choke her. What made it even more humiliating for Abbie was the knowledge that these men knew she was a novice cocksucker.

Master Paul laughed as he thrust savagely into her young mouth. "We know you love having a cock in your mouth. We want to see how you will really perform in the future."

As the next man stepped forward, Master Paul moved behind Abbie and pulled her wrists tight behind her. The next cock was filling her mouth already, pushing deep, when she felt the cold metal against her skin. With a clicking sound she heard Paul lock the metal cuffs in place.

Abbie was trapped and at their mercy. These men were going to fuck her mouth and she had no say and no chance of escape. For the first time in her young life Abbie felt truly degraded and used. She tried to relax, wanting to accept the challenge and telling herself that Master Paul would keep her from real harm. 

One of the strangers really wanted to take advantage of young Abbie. He held her head firmly with both hands, inserting the length of his cock. This time he went slower but he pushed deeper. Abbie could feel how hard he was as the inches of meat filled her mouth. She started to choke. Yet she was excited by his arousal. She felt a joy that an older man would use her mouth so deliberately. 

This fellow was tall and tanned and he bent slightly at the knees so he could aim at her. He was bigger than she could handle but she did her best to please him. She'd only ever wanted to please cocks. The tall man took a handful of Abbie's hair to give himself total control over her. He yanked her hair tight and Abbie cried out with surprise. 

As the tall man thrust heavily into her young mouth, her mouth stretched wide to accommodate his size. She tried to focus on his big cock, striving to maintain the correct pressure with her lips. This was Abbie's first time at being properly used. The two boys in the backyard seemed so long ago. Forced on her knees, handcuffed and being forced by these stronger men she could only hope to give them what they required.

This guy stared into her eyes and thrust long and hard into her mouth. She could feel her hair tearing as he rammed the thick head of his cock into the back of her mouth, threatening to suffocate her.

When he was done, Abbie had only a few seconds to gulp down some breaths before another man took his place. His technique was to hold her hair tightly to keep her in place. He, too, took his time. This man liked to swing his hips, fucking her face as if her mouth was a cunt hole. Abbie could feel every inch of his long, hard weapon as he thrust back and forth. He liked to use a little more force than the tall guy. She was sure she could feel the head of his cock bashing against her tonsils.

"This is what a cockslut does little Abbie," said Master Paul. He took his place again and began thrusting quickly into her helpless young mouth. "One day you may be lucky enough to have men use you like this every single day."

Abbie could only grunt and moan in reply as her drool oozed from her mouth and down her chin. She was being assaulted, five men using her as casually as they would open a beer. Her mouth was aching and her saliva was dripping onto her tits and her thighs. Yet, the instructor's words had the desired effect on the student. Being called a cockslut by Master Paul only made her more determined to meet his challenge. Her strongest thought was to show these older men that she was a worthy.

Again and again a hard cock was rammed into Abbie's poor aching mouth. The men thrust into her with little care. Several times she was choked and her coughs and splutters interrupted the incessant face fucking. The trouble was that Abbie had not yet completed her classes on deepthroating. Not they would have helped because the attack of the five thick cocks was far too brutal for that.

Each time she was barely allowed to recover before the assault was renewed. The thrusting, the choking and the demands of the five men soon had Abbie's eyes watering. She wasn't crying really. It was just that her mouth and her body were struggling with the near rape and her young, novice brain was overwhelmed by the experience of the five older males abusing her so happily.

When Master Paul took yet another turn in her mouth she heard one of the others call her a "dirty little thing". That stung Abbie even though she knew it was true. They had her naked, on her knees and handcuffed. She was soaked in her own drool. But she'd not said one word of protest. She remembered the many times she'd masturbated while dreaming of multiple cocks. Now she had no choice but to receive all these five weapons, hard and waiting to be serviced.

Happy to reinforce the lesson, another man stepped up with his shaft, coated in her saliva, and proceeded to wipe it over Abbie's face. It was a humiliation for the young novice, a reminder that it was the cocks that were in control and she was merely a helpless submissive-in-training.

The guys were crowding around now, jostling one another for a turn in the young mouth. They knew how rare these experiences were. Everyone was grateful that their friend Paul had access to these willing young women. Paul had briefed them all. They had promised to help teach this young slut a lesson. 

The constant action of thick hard cocks was making Abbie's face ache. She knew she would get no mercy. Someone pinched her nipples hard and that pain shot further into her than the yanking of her hair. She could feel the sweat running down the small of her back and the drool dripping down her chin and over her tits.

Finally one of the men could take no more of the beautiful young mouth. Thrusting a little slower he tensed and groaned out loud. Abbie was grateful right then for her backyard experience. His grown was the only warning Abbie got. This was the smallest cock in the group but the man showed his physical power as he held himself deep in her mouth. She braced herself as he erupted and spilled his semen into her young mouth. 

Abbie tried vainly to swallow the flood of man-cum, afraid she would drown in it. The load of cockjuice mixed with her saliva to send a gush of hot, sticky fluid to escape from her sweet young mouth. Her chin was quickly coated in the flood of cum and this, too, dripped down over her lithe young body. 

The pulsing of the mature cock as it erupted was a thing of wonder. Bound and forced onto her knees she still was mindful of the honour of having a mature man unload in her mouth. Despite the abuse Abbie understood it was a reward for her efforts. And there was the taste, already familiar to this young woman. Yes, she reminded herself, the tangy taste of cockjuice was a definite favourite of hers. 

Excited by the taste and the sensation of that first eruption, Abbie turned greedily to the next man. She wanted to taste and swallow his load too. Now she was in her element. Despite the assault, the young Abbie actually felt grateful to be used by these men and proud that they would empty their balls in her mouth. The fact she was naked, on her knees, cuffed and being force-fed these five marvellous objects did nothing to dampen her desire.

The second man was ready. "My turn," he announced as he slipped his cock into the waiting mouth. This fellow held her head tight and still as he pulsed his hips. Abbie tried to catch his eye but he forced himself too deep into her mouth. It almost hurt to have him force himself so deep. She wished she could touch him, urge him on. This one, however, needed no additional stimulation before he, too, spewed his thick white jizz into the mouth of the hapless student. 




Hanson House Ch. 14



She did a little better this time at swallowing the precious load. It wasn't easy, first being choked with meat, struggling for breath, and then suddenly having her throat filled with jets of warm white cum. Her true delight in sucking boys had always been to extract their cum. 

Abbie's little secret had been the feeling of power from knowing that she could actually make it happen. She knew that she loved the taste and she swallowed down almost the entire second load. With five mature cocks to spew in her mouth she felt more like a woman than an eager teenager.

The third man said something to Master Paul, who nodded with a big grin on his face. Abbie was already feeling cheap and dirty. She expected another massive shot of cum in the back of her mouth to show how much of a slut she was. 

Abbie was surprised, but not at all disappointed, when she realised the guy was stroking his cock for a reason. He left her mouth empty for a few moments. It was just long enough to stroke his cock to his climax. Hot spurts of white semen shot out over her pretty young face. Cockjuice coated her left cheek, her nose and even went up over her left eye. Big globs of cum landed with such force that smaller droplets splashed onto her hair. 

She could hear the quiet cheers from the other men. Abbie was surprised at the joy of being a target for the older man's cum. Before entering Hanson House the young woman had never had cum on her face. She loved the way it made her feel so low before the power of these five older males. She could feel her heart thumping in her chest as the stranger ordered her to clean the tip of his lovely cock with her tongue. It was so much more satisfying to service men like this than to tease the younger guys.

"Now she looks much better," said Master Paul with a grin. The others laughed at that, as pleased as ever at the advantages of being a Hanson House graduate.

"You are nearly finished for now," he said to Abbie. She had no time to think of what that meant before Paul shoved his cock into her face. Abbie had to be quick to have her mouth open and her tongue ready for the instructor to use her once more.

With his thick tool in her mouth Abbie could do no more than surrender to the inevitable. Surrender she did, gladly. She had been frightened at first. Now she saw that Master Paul had given her an opportunity to truly serve men and their cocks. She would have given her best to Master Paul either way. His power, his control of the other four men, was intoxicating.

Paul didn't really care. He had a job to do and he always enjoyed the bonus that came with his work. In this case he could savagely shove his long, thick cock into the mouth of a greedy sophomore. If he hurt her then no-one would mind and he gazed down on the student with delight as he saw her tears welling up from the force of his assault. 

His semen, too, shot into the young mouth with great force. This time Abbie had little opportunity to control what happened or how she reacted. The brutal facefucking and the stinging in her left eye stole her last traces of self-control. 

She heard her own sounds as the flow of Paul's semen almost choked her. Her groans were more like appeals for mercy, appeals made in vain. She was a hole, she felt like a hole. Her mouth was a receptacle for Paul and his friends to fill and to pour their cum into. Abbie had never been used in this way, never been so degraded. It was so exciting to accept Master Paul's load but, once again, she could not to stop some of it oozing from her mouth and over her chin. 

Clearly the last man could wait no longer and he had his cock in her mouth before Abbie had recovered from Paul's final assault. She'd learned what it took to truly serve. She'd also learned it could be hard work to be a submissive. Her eyes were wet once more at the force of the assault and the demands of these five hungry men.

"Drink this one too," said Paul firmly. "Almost done and then you've taken us all."

This guy was big, the biggest of the group. Her poor young mouth ached so much but he showed no concern. He forced himself into her mouth and Abbie had to make her lips stretch and her jaw open wider. 

He pushed about half his length into Abbie. His large mushroom head was almost closing off her airway. She tried valiantly, as she had throughout, to form the proper shape with her lips. Her face was aching and she was soaked in drool and cum. Still she knew she had one last thing to do to finish her challenge. She tried her best to give the proper pressure, the proper treatment, to this thick thrusting phallus. He was choking her and Abbie knew she was exhausted and about to collapse.

It was then that one of the men took a big handful of her hair and yanked her head back. It was as if he knew Abbie needed the support to stay on her knees. She cried out in pain, she couldn't help herself. In this position she could not have moved even if she'd dared to try.

The large head of the stranger's cock rubbed against the roof of her mouth. Through the haze of pain and tiredness she could feel his stroking his cock and the rough moans of his approaching release.

The first blast of his cum flew against the roof of her mouth and, with relief, Abbie knew he was emptying his balls. The lovely taste of man cum filled her senses. A second blast and then a third filled her mouth. With her mouth jammed full she couldn't swallow him. Her head was still pulled back hard as he was calmly filling her mouth. His creamy juices were coating her tongue and filling up the back of her mouth. Once more Abbie felt frightened by the volume and she choked as she tried to deal with it all. This guy's cum, however, just kept on flowing into her and quickly she had to cough and splutter as she forced it out and over her young lips. 

Paul watched on with satisfaction as the load covered young Abbie's chin and dribbled down onto her chest and her heaving tits. The act was done now. The group had done their job. It would be up to Abbie to decide what to make of it all. For Paul, however, there was the satisfaction of another teaching job completed successfully - satisfaction and the gratitude of his friends.

With the cocks all spent, Abbie was finally permitted to rest. The men hardly even noticed as she slumped to the floor, wet and sticky from her own drool and the mutliple loads of semen she'd failed to contain in her sweet young mouth.

It was true that the men were impressed with Abbie – as they usually were with the eager young students of Hanson House. 

"She's good," said one to Paul, as he tucked his cock inside his trousers. The others murmured their agreement.

"We choose them well," replied the instructor with a broad smile. 

"Let me know when she needs her next lesson," laughed the tall man. 

Abbie heard it all, of course. It was the final humiliation. She'd been forced to let these men do terrible things to her, things a young woman of her age should never have to experience. She'd not really expected that dominant men, older men, could treat her so harshly. Now they were going to leave her naked, tired and wet lying on the floor of the classroom. 

Master Paul slipped the cuffs from her wrists and gave her a gentle smile. He had enjoyed giving Abbie her "special lesson". It was pleasing to see that another student had risen to the challenges presented by the extra-curricular activities. There was no need for him to intervene further and he left the room with Abbie slumped on the cushioned mat, wet and exhausted from her ordeal.

Being left alone so suddenly was all part of the instructor's plan. A normal young woman might hate such treatment, might rebel against the whole scene. But Paul had bet that Abbie was as committed as any Hanson House pupil. He was sure that the chance for silent reflection would do her good.

He was right, of course. Suddenly left to herself, Abbie had the chance to think about what she had just been through. She'd heard the legends of women servicing multiple men and sucking their hard cocks one by one. Now she knew for herself that it might be true. She had taken her lesson, she had obeyed and submitted to these men and their demands for her mouth. Abbie loved men and their cocks. Master Paul had hinted that more of this was to be expected in her future. That was as thrilling a prospect as she could imagine.

Like the rest of her peers, Abbie was convinced that she could have all that and more if only she continued to work hard and continued to dream only of loyalty and submission to a special Dominant.

And then there was the taste of all that man cum. She savoured that taste. She wondered about the millions of "wrigglers" now swimming in her guts. Tasting men, ingesting their cum, really could be her mission in life. 

She was still thinking those thoughts when the class reconvened the next day. Everyone in the group was on their knees in front of a pair of wondrous cocks. Each pupil was prepared to receive those cocks in turn, to have their mouths filled with warm sticky semen.

"Other classes are for cum drinking and deepthroating," Master Paul was explaining. "Soon you will all get some tuition in facials." He paused to observe the big smiles on their faces.

"But since its the end of the week, and this is a class in how to pleasure a cock, you can make sure our cocks are treated properly. You'll all take two loads each as your way of thanking the staff for your lessons this week."

The young women all looked at one another and giggled. The long weeks of sexual tuition and service had been driving them all crazy. Each and every one was dying to be fucked properly. It was the way Hanson House operated, naturally. Once graduated as full-fledged submissives, not one of these young women would ever refuse their Dominant any sexual demand.

For now, these four pupils knew that sucking cocks and swallowing cum was as much as they could expect. They were grateful even for that. 

Four rock-hard cocks entered four young mouths and the room was filled with the sounds of sucking and slurping as well as soft moans. 

"Swallow it all," warned Master Paul. "Do not lose a single drop."

Amanda sucked hard on her first shaft. She was completely unaware of Abbie's treatment the night before. Amanda still envied her classmate, wondered how many cocks she herself could handle at the one time.

It was Georgie who received the first load of cum. Quiet and mousey, Georgie knew she wasn't as naturally attractive or outgoing as some of her peers. Her desire to serve was, however, as strong as any of them. There'd never been any question that she was lowly in comparison to men and their cocks. For that reason Georgie had never objected to any teenage boys and their demands. 

She stroked the thick shaft with her hand as the instructor softly urged her on. She warmed to his kind words. The throbbing of his cock filled her with joy and she knew he was desperately close. As before, the erupting cock was all Georgie desired. The feeling of salty cum squirting into her mouth was a treasure. She loved the power of a cock as it ejaculated inside her and she knew that she'd had been made to worship them.

Elissa got her first load almost straight after Georgie. The young lesbian actually was learning to enjoy cocksucking. The male orgasm remained a mystery to her. The taste and the texture of cockjuice were elements she'd not yet come to terms with. But she had discovered it was exciting to feel a cock pulse as it shot wad after wad of man cum onto her tongue and down her throat. Elissa faithfully swallowed the entire load. Mistress Pamela had conspired to give her this training and she was pleased to serve the older woman in every way.

The other two, Amanda and Abbie, soon enjoyed their shots of cum too. Abbie, of course, appreciated the gentler delivery than she'd experienced twenty four hours previously. She knew what she was and she knew she was good at it. Drinking cum was a simple bonus for her.

Amanda smiled as she drank her load of sticky, white fluid. She, too, was still learning to enjoy the flavour. There was no hesitation, however. Amanda had been fucked in the arse. It had made her even more determined to excel in her lessons and to be chosen to serve a successful and kinky Dominant. Eagerly she sucked the last drops of juice from the cock of grateful instructor.

The next group of men took their place. It seemed cold, calculated, to have the students used in this way. It did not concern the male instructors in the least. After graduation it was likely that their pupils would find themselves being used just as casually. It would be for their future Dominants to choose. Learning that, realising what it meant to truly serve, was the most important lesson Hanson House could provide these willing young women.

The week of training had certainly enhanced their natural aptitude. Their keen sucking and stroking took only minutes before they had the second group of men unloading in their sweet young mouths. Once more the students grinned as they felt the jism pump into their mouths. For Amanda and Abbie, oral service was more than a duty. Those two actually moaned with pleasure as they received their last loads for the week. 

Every student dutifully swallowed everything she was given and none of them thought it anything but a natural state of affairs. It was almost Friday night. Each of the pupils thought of the years ahead and the idea that expert oral service would guarantee the regular fucking they craved. 

With their balls emptied once more, the male instructors all put their cocks away and headed off to start their weekends. 

The students stood and rearranged their clothing. With their bellies full of cock juice, they returned to their rooms. There was another social event that night and they needed to prepare themselves. Not Grace and Lisbeth though. Mistress Rose wanted them rested and prepared for their duties for the next night - Saturday night.



Hanson House Ch. 15



That day, Friday, was a busy day for quite a few people at Hanson House. Just before lunch Jasminda had presented herself at the main administration offices. Having been summoned without explanation, the young Filipina hoped that nothing was wrong, that she'd not committed any infractions. Perhaps she'd fallen short in one of her classes? Being so tiny was a gift at times (men and women seemed to find her "cute") but sometimes it was hard to keep up with her peers.

She waited in a small outer room, nervous and hungry and wondering what it was all about. Mistress Rose, the head of Hanson House, appeared at the door and Jas almost jumped to her feet. With a soft smile from Rose she was led into the larger office.

Inside was a large wooden desk, an assortment of chairs and three other people. Jas recognised Master Stephen right away. The other two were strangers. They were both heavy set, wearing wore identical black suits - an expensive label Jas thought. One smiled at her. The other sat impassively in the corner, his emotions seemingly hidden behind his bushy moustache.

"This is Jasminda", said Rose to the strangers as she moved to her chair behind the desk. "She is the sophomore I mentioned". Then she turned to Jas.

"Jas, I'd like you to say hello to Mr Al-Assad. He is our special guest. Mr Assad has been visiting this week for a very important purpose." She paused briefly. "Mr Assad is not a part of our usual network. What I mean is, Mr Assad has not previously been known to us as someone who is looking for a well-trained submissive." 

She paused again, this time with a soft smile in the direction of Mr Assad. "However, Mr Assad has been very kind with his interest in the work of Hanson House. After much thought, the board has agreed to show him some of our results. He is inspecting several of our students and I have offered you for him to test as well." 

That sent a shudder down the spine of the young Filipina. What would it mean to be inspected by a stranger? Jas had come from a conservative, religious family. Some days she still could be shocked at the demands on her as a novice submissive. So far she'd not been required submit to anyone outside of Hanson House. 

Rose looked back at Jas. "From now until I tell you otherwise, you will give your full obedience to Mr Assad. I know that you will show him your best."

Jas nodded and, screwing up her courage, turned to face their guest. She saw that Mr Assad was a rather handsome man. Middle Eastern most likely, thought Jas. He also had a nice smile. He held himself in a certain way. Jas couldn't say but there was a casual confidence about him. The kind of thing that characterises judges and surgeons and important business people. 

The student waited, trying her best to look submissive and compliant. Right then her main hope was that Mr Assad would be kind to her.

"You will disrobe for me," was the command. Immediately, Jas was removing her shirt. Happily, her training was kicking in. But that voice was so lovely. It really caught her attention. Young Jas was taking an immediate liking to Mr Assad. Or was it only her nerves? 

In moments she was totally naked before the two strangers. She felt shame and humiliation. Like this, obeying the command to strip, felt like a kind of admission, a public confession, that she was a submissive and that she wished to serve sexually. Jas was sure that she was trembling, just a little. And yet, already the experience was exciting and liberating.

Mr Assad paused to look over the young novice submissive. He liked what he saw. Mistress Rose had wanted to choose the candidates and he was pleased that he'd agreed. The young Filipina was very sexy. Her shape was not quite that of a full woman and, yet, her small waist and her hips gave her an attractive shape. Her breasts were ideal for such a small frame. He was already looking forward to testing this one.

Assad pointed to the floor. "Afala. Get down." Jas went straight to her knees. She was trying hard to be attentive, wanting to obey this man's every whim. For his part, Assad enjoyed watching Jas complying so easily, watching her small, brown body fold itself into a kneeling position.

"You will show me proper respect," he said. "Kiss my shoes now." This was a new one for Jas, but she did not hesitate. The honour of Hanson House depended on her performance. Jas bent forward on her hands and knees. Gently she pressed her lips to the shiny leather shoe of this new Master. Mistress Rose looked on with a smile, impressed by the ease of Al-Assad's control and glad she'd chosen the young Filipina for this.

Secretly, Jas felt a small thrill at being ordered to honour a Master in that way. She knew all about the feeling of lowering herself before a superior male. The second year females were instructed about it all the time, but Jas had long felt it in her bones. In front of Mr Al-Assad that feeling was suddenly stronger than ever before.

She moved across and repeated the kiss on his other shoe. "Jaeed", he said softly. "That is good." Mr Assad was, indeed, pleased. The reputation of Hanson House was well deserved.

When Assad was satisfied, he ordered young Jas to her feet. With a signal of his hand, she was ordered to turn around. Silently, she complied, knowing that he wanted to see all of her. Jas had never been looked at quite like this. She was accustomed to the gawking of men but this was so different. She felt like a horse at the yearling sales. Her body was on display as much as her obedience. Jas felt the burn of her embarrassment and hoped that her little bottom would not disappoint him too much. 

He put his hands on her small tits and squeezed them. Her "brown mangoes", as her roommates had christened them. He decided they were very satisfactory. 

The tits felt good but that was not the only test. Assad gripped her dark brown nipples. He twisted them and pulled them, hard. Jas suppressed a gasp but Assad was happy to see a flash of pain across her pretty face. Yes, she was responsive to him.

He ran his hands across her shoulders and down her arms. The young woman's skin was as soft as it looked, her limbs were nicely toned. He was pleased, indeed. Jas thought she saw the hint of a grin on his face and she wondered if he was enjoying her body or her shame.

"I have women like you," he said to her in a firm voice. "They work for me, in my houses and in my parents' house." Jas guessed that he meant Filipina maids, common enough in the Middle East. She took the chance to look at him a little more closely. He appeared to be in his late twenties. Jas could see that he was very close-shaved - a trait she preferred. He had deep, brown eyes and a muscled body underneath his suit. He certainly seemed to be wealthy, or to come from serious money. It never occurred to Jas that perhaps she was being chosen as just another maid.

"But I want more. I am not looking for a housekeeper. I want a 'qinn'. A personal slave. Do you understand?" She didn't really understand because there was only one kind of slave she knew about. But perhaps that was the answer?

Mr Assad smiled that smile of his again. Jas felt her heart warm in response. She sensed something between them. Was it as easy as that? Assad felt it too. He was after a sex slave, a personal slut who he could use and abuse as the mood took him. The principal of Hanson House was allowing him to inspect three of her best prospects. There was something about this one, however, that he especially liked.

With one hand he turned Jas around, so she was facing away from him. Again he noted that the young Filipina was small but very shapely. Assad gripped Jas' shoulder while his other hand grabbed her arse, left cheek first and then the right. It was a good arse, certainly. She was firm and tight and well-rounded. She was young, but Assad guessed hers was a body that could be kept in good shape as she got older. 

The whole time her butt was being inspected, Jas felt strangely comforted. The number one lesson at Hanson House was that a submissive always knew her place. "Inspection" was demeaning and embarrassing and yet it was a task she could manage easily. 

The stranger's hands lingered on her arse. It seemed he liked what he found. Jas felt him gently squeeze both cheeks and, ever so softly, pat her. The way he touched her suggested, once again, that he was a man who was used to power, who knew he could have his own way. That did make it easier, easier to submit and comply. It was very sexy and Jas could feel her body begin to react.

"Maktab." he pointed. "Go and bend over." Jas realised that he meant the heavy wooden desk. She tried to smile at Mr Assad as she moved across the room. Jas could guess well enough what this was about. The weird thing wasn't that he wanted to see her holes. What was off-putting was that Mistresss Rose was sitting behind the desk, just inches from Jas' sweet young face.

The young student assumed the position, straining to keep her feet on the floor as she positioned her small body. Jas didn't need to be told - she made sure her feet were well apart so that both her holes could be seen, and inspected, by the visitor. 

He ran his fingers between her arse cheeks and into the folds of her cunt. The young student felt no shock at all. On the contrary, she found it exciting. She was barely out of her parents' house, living in this strange institution and, without a word of consent or agreement, being felt-up by a man she'd only just met. 

Jas had been instructed by her mother, more than once, that "down there'" was a place that was to be touched only her doctor and her husband. Masturbation obviously was off-limits too. The young Filipina had been stricken with remorse the first time she'd allowed a boyfriend to talk her into letting him finger her cunt.

Hanson House had destroyed such thinking. Jas had entered the college trying to suppress the idea that submission and servitude entailed sex, debauched sex at that. On her first day, her first "medical" inspection, Jas had known it was pointless to fight that battle any longer. Thanks to Hanson House, she had been freed from the limitations of her conservative upbringing. Now she welcomed as much sexual stimulation as possible. Her cunt certainly was enjoying Assad's touch.

When Mr Assad's fingers reached her clit Jas was forced to stifle a gasp of pleasure. She'd learned her lessons well enough - as a sub it was not her place to take pleasure but to receive it gratefully at the whim of the Dominant. The trouble for poor Jas was that Mr Assad knew exactly what he was doing - and eliciting a response from the young novice was exactly what he wanted.

Inspecting the slit of the obedient Filipina, Mr Assad was pleased with what he found. She had a wonderful cunt. The inner labia protruded to an agreeable extent. What was more, he could feel that she was more damp than an obedient slut should be. That was good - she was a horny one who responded well as a submissive.

Assad grabbed at her cunt lips with the fingers of both hands. Carefully he stretched them, testing their elasticity. By that point, every touch from the Middle Eastern stranger was making Jas more and more turned-on. What she couldn't have guessed, though, was that Mr Assad was measuring her for a purpose. He had already decided that the sex slave he obtained would wear heavy gold rings, through her inner labia. Happily, he saw that Jas was suitable for such decoration.

Still exploring, tempted by the damp warmth of her cunt, Assad next shoved two fingers into that tight hole. It surprised more than hurt and Jas caught Rose's eye as she tried to contain her protest. The fact that Mistress Rose was watching so intently was further motivation for Jasminda. She didn't want to do anything so crude as to protest her treatment by this new man. The principal smiled at Jas, pleased to see her manage so well with the sudden intrusion.

For Amin Al-Assad this was almost a surreal experience. From a wealthy and powerful family, he himself had rarely enjoyed the kind of liberties he found at Hanson House. He'd never imagined an institution like this, where a man could have his choice of sweet young women to finger and enjoy. There'd been some tiresome preliminaries to endure. But Rose had been good to her word and had lined up three wonderful young submissives for him to sample. 

Jasminda was the third of his samples and Assad found himself very pleased. Her cunt was nicely warm inside and it was clear how aroused the young woman was. She was snug around his fingers and he decided that there was an advantage, after all, in Hanson House insisting its female submissives retained their virginity. Though there was no mistaking the way her wetness increased as his fingers probed her depths.

He had an erection himself, fully aroused by the sweet little body in front of him and her delicious brown curves. Her soft, rounded arse cheeks looked especially inviting as Jas lay stretched across the desktop. Assad didn't wait. He simply wet one finger of his other hand and pressed it slowly, forcefully, into little Jas' anus. 

Jas liked that sensation. She had discovered that she had a talent for anal sex. Partly, that was because it was dirty and slutty. That was how it felt to have her butt so casually fingered by a stranger. Jas hoped that one day her arse would ensure she was given to a special Dom. She knew it was wrong to let this stranger see how much she enjoyed being violated, abused. But she took a secret pleasure in showing her anal talents in front of Mistress Rose and Master Stephen. 

Again, Mr Assad was impressed by young Jas. Her tight little chute readily accommodated his finger. She seemed very pliable there and gave not a hint of complaint as he jammed a thick finger in deep. Could one so small be so ready for anal sex?

As suddenly as he'd invaded her holes, Assad withdrew his fingers. Jas had hoped for more. Being felt up by this stranger, penetrated by a "real man", had only heightened her state of arousal. Jas was feeling desperate to have someone make her cum. But Mr Assad was a busy man and there was only so much time available for testing these young submissives. 

He took the disposable "wipe" proffered by Mistress Rose to clean his finger and silently exchanged a look with his companion. The other man was, in fact, his closest friend and a senior executive in his companies. The second man had watched as Assad had inspected all three of the young prospects. A glance between was enough to confirm that each was satisfied that this little Filipina showed great promise.

"You say she can be beaten?" he asked Rose.

"Yes, that's right Mr Assad," replied the Mistress confidently. "You will see in her file that Jasminda has begun her instruction in corporal discipline." She smiled a broad smile at him. "We expect all our graduates to reach a high standard. They all are ready to be used in whichever way their Owner will prefer."

Mr Assad gave a quick nod. He would see for himself. He'd noted that the first two students had reacted well to being spanked by his strong hands. It was time to test the young Filipina.

He didn't bother with a warm-up. This was to be a real test. Assad drew back his hand. Jas had heard everything they'd discussed concerning her. She was ready, or so she thought.

The stranger let fly with his hand, keeping it flat to ensure maximum contact with those tight little buttocks. The first slap stung harshly but it did make a very agreeable sound. Assad smiled and let fly again, on the other cheek. He liked the way her arse moved underneath his hand. Her firm little cheeks gave just the right amount of resistance. 

He slapped Jas again, looking for any negative response. This time force of the blow drove Jas forward against the desk. She tried not to grunt in response. Spanking was not her best subject and Assad's blows were so much harder than she'd expected. Still, she had Mistress Rose in her sights and she refused to utter any sound. At least the pain was taking her mind off the state of her dripping cunt.

Assad knew what he was after. He wanted an arse that felt and sounded "just right". Naturally he intended to beat his slave. This little one might be as good as any. Three more times he gave a fierce blow to those lovely brown cheeks. Yes, she felt good and she sounded good. Jas did not move the entire time. The spanking hurt but the more important thing was that she was being used by an important guest.

"Right, get down," he ordered. Jas silently lifted herself from the desk and turned to face Mr Assad. Being so inexperienced, she wasn't sure what was in his mind. The stern look on his face suggested she should comply immediately with whatever it was he wanted. Jas sank to her knees in front of the stranger, guessing correctly that her "audition" had not concluded. 

"Chala'a. My cock," he ordered. "You know what to do."

Jasminda grinned wildly. She certainly did know what to do. This stranger wanted her to handle his cock and Jas thought that was the greatest honour. Especially this particular man. He just had a way, an air, that she found incredibly attractive. She liked this stranger and, pride apart, she wanted to do her best for him. 

With her nerves still showing, Jas extracted the stranger's cock as quickly as she could. She was so anxious to be erotic and sensual. Yet she quickly forgot all that once she brought his cock into view. She saw straight away that this was a wonderful cock. It was thick and it felt meaty in her hand. She noted the large head and the network of dark veins along the shaft.

She'd had almost no experience with cocks before Hanson House, assuming they all were pretty much the same. She'd learned different, of course, and not least from the occasional discussions amongst her horny roommates about what made an "ideal" cock. On their rating system she was sure this was an exceptional specimen.

Almost hungrily, Jas slipped it into her mouth. It was a stretch to fit her lips around the head. She wet the shaft so as to fit it deeper into her mouth. Jas instantly loved the taste of this man. Every novice submissive dreamed of giving oral service and Jas was as excited as any of her peers. She had been chosen to service this man orally and that made her even more excited. Luckily, she had recently completed her special "cock sucking" classes and was determined to give a good account of herself.

It was thrilling to feel Assad's cock in her mouth. To date, she'd simply been a student, forced to receive and to pleasure cocks as part of a lesson. She'd enjoyed it but thought it mostly a mechanical act. Now, however, she was being ordered to please a man - a real man and not an instructor. It was making her hot. Jas had heard the tales of her classmates but she'd never been used like this before. Surely she would be expected to take his cum in her mouth. What a reward that would be! She determined to give him the softest, most sensual blowjob she could manage.

She even moaned a little herself, a sound of passion and pleasure. Without knowing it, Jas was a cock slut. She didn't see Assad's friend remove his cock right then. Jas was focusing so hard on Mr Assad, wanting to enjoy him and to prove her newfound skill as a cocksucker.

Assad was really enjoying her work. It was so exciting to see his cock thrusting in and out of the young mouth. This one was young and fresh, she'd not learned any "tricks" to speed his climax. The pretty young woman at his feet was genuinely enjoying his cock and the act of fellating him. As a man of wealth and power he always appreciated when others made an extra effort to provide him with the finest. The way she used her lips proved she'd been a keen student. His cock was throbbing already and he was quite certain that this one was capable of giving a great many orgasms with her oral talents.




Hanson House Ch. 15



However, this day was for a taste only. He had other things to take care of. With a silent nod, Assad signalled for his friend, Jamal, to take over the cute little mouth. The other man approached with his cock already exposed and erect.

Poor Jas, so inexperienced, really had no idea what was going on. She only knew that she was more sexually excited than she'd ever been. Service to two cocks was twice the delight. These two men wanted to use her and somehow it just felt "right" to little Jas.

The instructors looked on with satisfaction. As usual, they'd chosen well when recruiting the young Filipina. She had presented as "innocent" but the staff had quickly identified her as having the potential to serve sexually and, more, to be turned into a proper slut. 

Impressed by Jas' desire for hard cock, Assad used one hand to prise her head from his shaft and turned it towards his friend. Jas was so hungry and so eager to please that she never stopped to think as the second cock was pressed against her cheek. Quickly she turned her head and, wanting only to please Mr Assad, she took the second cock deep into her mouth.

Jamal thrust deep, most of his shaft resting on Jas's tongue. She noticed that he was a little smaller and, oddly, she was disappointed. He still smelled nice. But there was little time to enjoy such things because the friend was bent on using her properly.

This man took her mouth with vigour. If his friend had thoughts of gently testing the new talent, Jamal was sure that he knew how to treat them properly. He freely fucked little Jas' mouth, soon gripping her head to allow himself to thrust deeper. He could see her small brown eyes were wide open, a touch of fear as she was assaulted by a total stranger. Jamal thrust still harder and deeper. For him, this would only end one way.

Jas did her best to pleasure the cock that was pumping into her mouth. She tried to keep her lips snugly around the shaft and to remember to use her tongue. It was all happening too fast, though. In less than a minute she sensed the second stranger was about to climax. She knew he would shoot his cum straight into her mouth.

Jamal grabbed a handful of hair and savagely yanked her head. Jas grunted in surprise and pain. This one enjoyed hurting little girls like her. Suddenly Jamal erupted and Jas was caught out by the sudden rush of hot, tangy fluid. She felt her mouth filling quickly and, on instinct, she gulped down that first gush of semen as fast as it was replaced by another and then another. It wasn't a mistake. There was just so much in her mouth all of a sudden. Jas, so inexperienced, knew of no other way than to swallow each time the stranger spurted cockjuice into her soft mouth. 

Jas felt the certain thrill of a submissive receiving a load of cum in her mouth. It was so primal, such a wonderful act of service. She accepted readily that these men were "higher", superior to her. She rejoiced in the feeling of the hard shaft pulsing between her lips and the grunting of the stranger as he pumped into her. He was filling her belly. There could be nothing better for her than to swallow the hot semen of a "real man". 

She stayed there on her knees, the stranger's cock stretching her lips, until he decided he'd emptied his balls into the soft young mouth. Assad stepped in close just as Jamal withdrew. Jas was still on her knees, naked and vulnerable. All she could do was to allow these four to use her. She'd never experienced anything like this. Her mind was buzzing and her cunt was leaking.

Mr Assad had been horny enough before he'd seen his friend pump his cock into Jas' mouth. Now he stood before her as he stroked his cock. The young Filipina had made quite a sight as she was face-fucked. Now he would see how pretty that young face looked when it was sprayed with his cum. He wondered if Jas realised, being so inexperienced, but it made no difference to Assad. 

Jas was more than happy to watch Mr Assad stroking his cock. She almost imagined he was doing it for her. Like many of the second year women, she was thrilled at open displays of male lust. She looked eagerly at Assad's cock, noting again the meaty thickness and the pleasant smell of him. Novice that she was, Jas was caught out by his sudden eruption.

A thick jet of cum flew out of Assad's cock and splashed across Jas' face. She was surprised more than shocked and she knew, though it was wrong, that she'd flinched. Assad didn't mind at all. He was cumming now, in full flight, hosing his semen across her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks. Assad knew he had a copious load and he delighted in painting the faces of willing women.

Jas was amazed and delighted at this new cock spewing semen on her. This was another first for her - a man cumming long and hard on her face. The force of his ejaculation impressed her greatly. She stayed rooted to the floor as this powerful man showed his superiority over her. Truly it felt like a reward. She opened her mouth in a silent grin and felt some of his cum splash on her tongue. It was a wondrous experience for the young novice. Jas was being properly used and degraded. She was overjoyed that Mr Assad was her first.

By the time he was done, Jas was a mess. Thick white ropes of cum stuck to her face. One eye was stuck shut. Her cheeks were sticky. She could feel that precious stuff dripping from her chin. If that was what a facial involved, then Jas was all for them. It was degrading, it was a revelation. The young novice felt her pride welling up as she experienced such a perfect way to serve a man "higher" than her.

Assad had done with her, at least for now. He wiped his fingers clean across Jas' tits and casually returned his cock to his trousers. Rose, too, noted that it was an admirable size. They left her, kneeling and cum-covered, as they concluded their business. Rose had more to do and to show Mr Assad around the college. There was discussion about appointments and about the Board. He wanted to see some of their training rooms and there was paperwork to be initiated.

"Again," Assad commanded Jas, pointing at his shoes. With only one eye open, Jas saw him point and understood the order. She shuffled towards the stranger once more and bent forward to kiss those expensive leather shoes. As she repeated her act on his other shoe, a string of semen fell from her chin and landed on the toe. Eager to please, Jas licked it up and swallowed, making Assad's shoes as clean as when he'd entered.

Assad noticed that extra act of submission. Yes, he was very impressed by the young, brown-skinned student. In particular, he'd noted the way her small hands looked so pretty as they wrapped around his cock. Assad had assumed he'd select a white woman for his sex slave but now he was not so sure.

Rose and the two strangers left without another word to Jas. He had a smile on his face but Jas, half-blinded, never saw it. If she had, her heart would have risen. She really liked this stranger, this new Dominant. Jas had barely been introduced to him and yet Mr Assad had already taken some extreme liberties with her. She was shocked, in a way, and yet she felt a thrill like no other. 

For now, she was left in the presence of Master Stephen. He still had some duties to attend to. Stephen was seated on one of those infamous comfy chairs the staff enjoyed so much. 

"Get over here," he ordered her curtly. Jas rose and took the few paces needed to be standing right in front of the instructor. She knew well his reputation for harsh treatment.

Stephen gave a signal. Jas understood. After her "special classes" in spanking, Jas was properly schooled in presenting herself for physical discipline. 

Nervously, she moved to lie herself across Master Stephen's lap. She'd not yet been beaten by Master Stephen and her heart was racing in anticipation of the ordeal. She moved her tiny body into position, where he could grope the young butt cheeks and give himself room for a full swing of his arm. 

For Jas this was the first time she'd been used by the staff outside of her "classes". She was acutely aware that Mr Assad's cum was dripping from her face and falling on to the floor. 

"I can see that you liked Mr Al-Assad," Stephen said to her firmly. "I think he liked you too." Jas fervently hoped it was true. 

Stephen gave a firm slap on one butt cheek. Jas had to contain her yelp of pain. She was tiny, whereas Stephen preferred the more generous arses. They gave a better target. His hand almost covered one cheek of this small student. 

He slapped the other cheek and was pleased to see Jas' head jerk in response. She uttered no sound but Stephen knew well enough how to administer pain to an innocent second year student. Already her cheeks were burning and he was about to give her yet more. 

"Its important that you remember your proper place," Stephen was saying as he delivered the sixth blow to her little bottom. "Especially after your little treat from Mr Assad."

The instructor continued his spanking, working the helpless young novice much harder than Assad had done. It was an important lesson in discipline. Jas was confused because this felt like a punishment after her sterling efforts for Mr Assad. Naturally that was the point - a slave should expect nothing and everything. Jas had been told that, of course, but for the first time she was really experiencing what it was like to be at the mercy of a "superior" man. 

Jas tried to nod her understanding. Pain was something she still had to learn about and she was relieved that the instructor was using only his hand. Her arse was burning and she wanted to cry out. She did not, however - Jas knew better. She was certain that more savage implements were stored in the cupboard in the corner.

Besides, by the tenth blow Master Stephen was using one finger of his other hand to tease her damp little slit. The twin sensations were so confusing. The beating stung so badly and yet Jas very much wanted the instructor to keep going. She knew that the fingering of her cunt was somehow linked to the beating of her cheeks. Mr Assad had left her feeling insanely horny. It was terrible but she didn't want Master Stephen to stop her punishment.

Stephen measured the spanking carefully but Jas soon lost count of the blows to her backside. The fire was intense and yet her cunt had rarely felt so good. It was maddening that Master Stephen knew just how to touch her, making sure she could not climax from his fingering but ensuring her consent for still more spanking.

Not that consent was required. Jas had, of course, surrendered such notions the day she had entered Hanson House. If the instructors chose to use their students, to abuse them if they wished, then there was no recourse for the young women. The spanking was for her own good.

Stephen slapped her harder, keen to drive home the lesson that a young novice should not get a swelled head. He counted a good twenty five slaps of the young bottom before Mistress Rose returned to the office. Jas looked up as the Principal entered, ashamed and yet hoping for mercy. Rose grinned, at Stephen, as she returned to her seat behind the desk. Only then, after four more harsh spanks, did Stephen yank Jas up by her hair and order her to her knees in front of the principal.

Jas felt her entire body singing with so many new sensations. Her poor backside surely was bruised and she could still feel Mr Assad's finger probing her passage. The semen on her face was drying nicely now and tightening against the skin. She felt debased and sullied after everything they'd done to her. Jas knelt before her instructors, quiet and humbled. Yet, for all that, Jas could not stop smiling.

"As I was saying," Mistress Rose said with her own sly grin, "Mr Assad is looking for someone special. Hanson House prides itself on being able to satisfy that kind of request. Mr Assad expressed an interest in our third year novices. However," and she smiled a little wider now, "I had a hunch about you little Jas."

Rose expanded on the details. It seemed that Mr Assad did, indeed, come from a wealthy family. They owned significant business interests both domestically and overseas - Lebanon chiefly. In the main it was property and construction. Mr Assad, a good son, was soon to be wed - to a woman chosen by arrangement between both families. He'd given to understand that the family expected a second wife to follow in a few years.

"I imagine that such women make ideal spouses," Rose went on. "On the other hand, Mr Assad does have some special requirements and I am sure his wives will not be prepared or trained to serve Mr Assad in that way. Not like our Hanson House graduates." She exchanged a dirty grin with Master Stephen.

Having some experience already as a Dominant, Mr Al-Assad had used his business contacts to explore ways of finding illicit, kinky satisfaction. Eventually he had been introduced to some of the clientele of Hanson House. Using that network he'd made contact with the Board with an unusual proposal. He had wanted to obtain a submissive, naturally. What was more, as a new supporter of the college, Mr Al-Assad was prepared to pay handsomely to have his wish fulfilled. 

Rose explained that the Board wanted to impose some conditions on the grant of Assad's request. "It will be a very complicated arrangement," Rose was saying. "Much more the case than when we place graduates with our usual network.

If Assad was given a Hanson House student, it was likely that she would be living on the other side of the country. At times, even overseas. "So if this deal goes ahead, she will be guaranteed regular visits to see her family." And her studies were to be continued until she graduated from university.

There was one other important aspect to any deal. It seemed that Mr Assad was asking for a novice - a student who had not yet graduated, someone he could teach in his own way. For this reason he was offering quite a bit more money than the Board would have expected.

"Mr Assad has demonstrated that he is an accomplished and effective Master. However, the Board needs to be assured that high standards of training will be continued for its students." Accordingly, the young woman chosen by Mr Assad would need to return to the college on a regular basis for further training in the standard curriculum. Assad had agreed readily, seeing that this would be to his advantage as well.

Rose paused for a moment, as if unsure of what to say next.

"There are clear benefits to us, of course. The Board has concluded that Mr Al-Assad can be of great assistance in the future. After all, Hanson House requires both new recruits and also considerable financial input each year."

Jas understood what Rose meant and she was a little shocked to hear it. Hanson House was supported by a network of wealthy and powerful people. They ensured that the college always had the resources to properly train its pupils. What Rose was describing, however, seemed to go much further.

To Jas, it sounded as if what was afoot was a fundraising activity. One of the young women students, perhaps herself, was on the verge of being sold to a stranger. Instead of a network of Dominants and submissives, the Board was considering selling a student to a private individual. Jas understood now the purpose of Mr Assad's commands to her. He'd been inspecting the goods that were for sale. 

In fact, to Jas it sounded very exciting, especially now that she had met Mr Assad. On graduation she'd have no say about her assignment. So there was no reason to object to being sold as a sex slave. If it would assist Hanson House then so much the better. First, she had to be chosen. She hoped she'd be chosen. To be sold for money as a true slave to the exotic Mr Al-Assad would be the greatest honour.

"Whoever is selected, Mr Assad wants to take possession of her very soon. The Board will have the final decision, of course. So you will not breath a word of this to anyone. Do you understand me?" Jas nodded solemnly under the fierce stare of the older woman, as Mistress Rose collected some papers from her desk. The instructor nodded to Stephen as she made to leave. Rose had already decided to allow Master Stephen to give a little extra test to the young novice.

The office door had barely closed before Master Stephen had his cock out, pressing it into the face of the young Filipina. She was surprised by that, having assumed that only Mr Assad would be touching her that day. But her instincts were strong and Jas reached out with a small hand to take hold of the Master's cock. He chuckled softly. "Yeah that's it." he said softly "If two guests can use your mouth then you can do me the courtesy."

Jas didn't demur, not a bit. Most of the young women felt a measure of awe towards Master Stephen. He was one of the most senior members of staff at Hanson House. What was more, he had surely earned his reputation for sadism. Jas, still on a high after the delights of her first true submission, was ready to continue serving. She'd been used sexually for the first time and had been thrilled by it. The eager pupil was ready for more. 

Master Stephen allowed Jas to do her own thing, not feeling the need to choke her. Jas tried to swallow as much of him as she could but, she quickly discovered, he was even bigger than Mr Assad. The rumours were true! His truly was an impressive cock, especially as it swelled in her mouth. It seemed a monster to young Jas as she put her lessons into practice, licking along the shaft to make it slick.

Stephen didn't care about moaning as Jas again slipped her mouth over the end of his weapon. Generally the second years had a lot to learn about the art of cock-sucking, but that never diminished the pleasure of using their mouths. Jasminda had received good reports from her "special classes" and he could see why. It was a delight to see her lips straining to fit around his shaft as a load of semen dried on her face. 

Stephen had considered taking her arsehole. But Rose had had the same hunch as he - Assad would be paying a lot of money for his new slave and no doubt would want first turn at both her holes. No matter - another facial for the little novice would be almost as much fun for him.

Jas was determined not to disappoint Master Stephen. She slurped along his shaft and did her best to swirl her tongue around the large head of his cock. His size was a challenge for her but Jas focused on her task. Later she'd remind herself of how sensational it had been to be chosen to suck the cock of the redoubtable Master Stephen. 

Even when he began to thrust into her, slightly choking his student, Jas continued to focus on her task. She was ready for Master Stephen's load. She wanted him to shoot into her mouth though she was concerned about the volume of his cum. Taking the other man's cum down her throat had been an incredible buzz. Semen came from a man's cock after all. It was the stuff of life, literally. For Stephen she was so keen to be the best little slut she could be.

Yet, he had other ideas. Judging from her reports, this eager little bitch could be turned into something very special. She was without pretension and her greatest desire seemed to be to give everything she could as a submissive. As an instructor, it was his job to take Jasminda as far as she could manage.

Just as Jamal had done, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. It was a lesson for the young Jasminda - such men, "higher" men, would fuck her holes whatever way they wished. Forcing her head back and her mouth open, he withdrew his cock from her. "Use your hands. Rub it for me."

Straight away Jas could see what was to happen. She wasn't disappointed at all. She'd loved the facial from Assad's friend. It was exciting to know Master Stephen wanted to do the same to her. Her roommates wanted to fuck and to receive cum. She was about to have that very experience. And from such an enormous meat as well.




Hanson House Ch. 15



With both her small hands wrapped around the huge shaft, Jas stroked along the length. Luckily her mouth had made him nice and wet so there was little friction. Jas was amazed, as she always was, to watch the way his skin moved as her hands worked along his length. 

Stephen dragged her closer, so the head of his cock was right next to her face. "I want you to get the whole thing."

Jas grinned, almost beside herself with excitement. Here she was, on her knees before Master Stephen, practically worshipping his wondrous organ. She started to move her hands faster, eager and wanting to show the instructor how good she could be. Surely it was only moments before he erupted all over her pretty face. Her second facial for the day and this time she would wear the semen of the imposing Master Stephen.

The instructor obliged his tiny pupil and released the first spurt of his cum. It flew high and landed in a thick white line right in the middle of her head. Jas moaned, a sound of pleasure, and she grinned even wider as the next shot splashed across her cheek. She kept wanking the thick, powerful shaft which affected her aim and yet, holding him so close, she caught every shot from his large cock on her cheeks and in her mouth. It was so exciting and so fulfilling to be a cum target for the instructor. 

For the second time in an hour the young novice had her face coated thickly with semen. There were large blobs in her hair and sticking to her skin. Jas swallowed what had landed on her tongue as she felt some of Stephen's load start to drip from her chin. She knew she was smiling widely but she couldn't stop. She felt awe at the prowess of the instructor, as a man and as a Dominant. Jas knew she'd happily take facials for as long as she could for a man like that.

"Lick it clean," said Stephen to her softly. 

"Thank you Master," was the response from Jas. She really meant it, too. Every student imagined that she might one day be lucky enough to be given Master Stephen's cum as a mark of her achievements. She stuck her tongue out and licked at the end of his cock before sucking the head gently, as she'd been taught, to draw out the remnants of his climax. 

Then, with another big smile, she looked at Master Stephen as she licked the rest of his cum from her fingers and hands. What a day this had been!

Finally, Master Stephen ordered Jasminda to dress herself and return to her room. She'd need to shower before her afternoon lecture.

Jas walked back through the corridors feeling like she was floating. Her face covered with two loads of cum, Jas got plenty of stares from the other young women. She could hear them muttering to one another, wondering exactly what had been done to the little Filipina. Jas acknowledged none of it - she was content just to let her classmates admire her cum-covered beauty.

Jas couldn't help but notice that following weekend how much attention she got from the staff and the attendants. Having sucked-off three men on Friday it seemed every other male employed at Hanson House wanted to use her mouth. Jas wondered if, after servicing Mr Assad and his friend, news of her oral prowess had spread. She wasn't at all unhappy about that. Jas knew she loved cocks and she loved having them in her mouth, spurting their hot sticky loads for her.

That Friday night, before she could go out with her friends, Jas was called on by three of the staff. Each of them ordered her to suck their hard, swollen cocks and Jas had dutifully done so. She had left for the night's fun with her mouth sore and her belly full of three loads of semen.

News had gotten around, in fact, and it seemed likely that Jasminda would soon be leaving Hanson House. As a result all the male instructors and attendants were eager to take what was theirs - the right to sample the treats of the young novice.

On the next morning, right after sport, two attendants took Jas aside. She was stripped naked forced onto hands and knees, one fucking her mouth as the other lapped at her tight brown arsehole. Jas was almost overcome to be the object of so much lust and so much pleasure. They must have read her file to know these were two of her most favourite sexual acts. The first dumped a huge load of cum into her mouth and poor Jas struggled so swallow it all. Then the second took his place and stroked his cock furiously until he sprayed his load across her pretty young face.

Others came for her that afternoon and Jas soon found how tiring it could be to service so many men. Yet she never resisted, feeling herself special and lucky to suddenly be so in demand. Sunday was spent in an office of one of the instructors, naked and waiting for one visitor after another. It was the first time Jas had been treated like a sex object, like a possession, but she accepted it has part of her training. Besides, what submissive woman could resist such a procession of proud, erect cocks all begging to be licked and sucked and stroked?

That day Jas reckoned she serviced around twenty men, either swallowing or receiving their cum on her face. Even Master Stephen came past for another turn. This time Jas was permitted to swallow the semen of the awesome older man.

Of course, her treatment was intended by the staff of Hanson House as "fast track" training. Jas needed to be prepared, to be ready for anything.

One week later, Jas would leave Hanson House to become the personal possession of Mr Al-Assad.



Hanson House Ch. 16



That same Saturday, Lisbeth and Grace were excused from the standard sport activity. Rose had decided it was better to keep the two sophomores separate from their peers. They didn't need the pressure of expectation from the other students. Besides, they had to be prepared to serve at the party that evening.

In the afternoon, both the pupils were taken away to be fitted for their party clothes. This didn't take long as their outfits were so skimpy -- g-string, stockings, suspender belt, high heels. Everything was in black. Otherwise they would be totally exposed to the party guests.

As a special treat they were then taken to a salon for a full waxing of their pubic hair. Lis minded that the least. For her the pain of the procedure was a wicked pleasure. The staff at the salon also administered a douching of their arseholes. Lis and Grace felt totally humiliated at being douched by strangers. Having their buttholes cleaned by others was uncomfortable but doing under the watch of strangers watched was the worst part of all. 

Rose supervised the entire thing, explaining once more that the party guests had the right to demand service from the two young women and that they were not permitted to refuse.

The two novices listened carefully to everything Mistress Rose told them. They were incredibly excited at the thought of serving the party guests. That was the reason the two of them had so readily agreed to being selected. Like all the students at Hanson House they were desperately horny. A sex party held the promise of some new stimulation. Their cunts remained off limits in terms of the male appendage. Otherwise, it was understood, their holes would be fair game for the party guests. If they were lucky perhaps there would be an orgasm or two.

Near dusk, the two were placed in a big, luxury car and driven far across town. In the gloom they could see the long driveway running up to a very large two-storey house. It was obvious that the people who arranged these parties had a lot of money. It was no wonder Hanson House valued so highly the contributions made by these benefactors.

Amy met them at the front door. She was a tall Chinese woman, abut the same age with a cute face and a wide smile. Grace and Lis thought her absolutely stunning. They were a little surprised to see Amy wearing black silk trousers. The pupils had become accustomed to women "like them" wearing only skirts and tights. That wasn't the only reason they stared, however. Amy was topless and Lis and Grace both ogled her little B-cups, almost conical in shape and seemingly defying gravity.

With a giggle Amy took the students inside. She was used to being admired for her tits and her other talents. Amy had learned many things while at Hanson House before graduation only two years earlier. She explained her situation. "I finished my training at Hanson House but not my uni studies. I wasn't ready for my assignment but Mistress Rose felt I was ready to begin as a submissive. She spoke with the Carvers and they agreed I could be placed here with them."

"So the Carvers," enquired Grace. "They... he... is your Dominant now?"

"Just as a temporary thing," explained Amy. "Mistress Rose says I'll be chosen by someone all my own once I've done with my studies. But the Carvers are good friends of Hanson House and they all agreed I shouldn't have to wait to submit full-time. So while I am here I am getting some extra training as a service submissive."

"You mean like a housekeeper?" asked Grace with a sly grin.

Amy gave her a stony stare. "The Carvers already have a maid. Come on and see the house before we get ready."

It was a large house with plenty of space. An ideal venue for a party. The front room was full of big comfy lounges. The carpet was plush. On the floor were some giant pillows. At one end a large screen TV was mounted on the wall. It showed a fixed shot of an empty room with a large bed in the middle. Beyond that was an equally large dining area and a patio.

"Round here is the kitchen," Amy pointed out. "At the start, your job will be to fetch and serve drinks to everyone. We have someone come in especially to make the drinks so don't worry about that."

"So is that what you do as a service submissive?" asked Grace. "Helping at parties?"

"I do a lot of things," replied Amy patiently. "Some people have an aptitude for service, so I am told."

"No sex then?"

Amy smiled softly at that. "I help the Carvers get dressed in the mornings and undressed at night. I bathe Lady Carver when she wants. Things like that." She paused. "Sometimes Lady Carver has me serve them in bed. When she wants to, she makes me cum. Sometimes, after Lord Carver has shot in her, Lady Carver has me lick her cunt clean." Amy smiled a little wider. "She really enjoys me doing that."

"Oh," said Lis softly. "Sounds amazing."

Amy smiled again. "Also, part of the house rules is that Lord Carver can use my mouth when the Lady is away. Lady Carver travels on business a lot. When she is away, Lord Carver has me suck him off and drink his cum."

"But no sex?" asked Grace again. "I mean, you're still a virgin like us?"

Amy grinned. "No, no. You have the wrong idea. I submit fully to the Carvers. They agreed with Mistress Rose that it was too much to keep me a virgin for such a long time. So Lord Carver initiated me."

"Initiated? You mean he fucked you? You're not a virgin?"

'Well, yes," another grin. "I am sure I couldn't have survived much longer without a proper fucking in my cunt. Besides, when I was given to the Carvers, the Lady decided to use me as a gift for her son."

"I don't understand..." stammered Grace.

Amy paused again. The story was that Carver's son, Adam, had turned eighteen the previous year. Lady Carver had not wanted him to lose his virginity to, as she put it, "a drunken college slut". So she decided to arrange a "more suitable" slut for that purpose. Lady Carver had made Amy a gift to her son for him to use for sex. 

"The rule was he could only have me here at home, in his bedroom," explained Amy. "He was allowed to fuck me a total of ten times over the summer break. He had to mark it off on the fridge each time he fucked me. He got a reward each time," she laughed. "I was really happy to serve the Carvers any way they wanted but it was a little weird to be screwed by their son. He's not bad. He'll be starting at Hanson House eventually to learn properly about being a Dominant."

"So your first fuck was a teenager?"

Amy paused again, still grinning. "No, no. You don't understand. I was initiated by the Carvers first. They wanted someone with a little experience for Adam. Lord Carver fucked me a few times before they gave me to Adam. They made sure I was initiated properly and they taught me what to do."

The other two were suddenly in awe of Amy and it showed on their faces.

"Yes, it was amazing and wonderful. Being initiated by them really made it worth having to wait. It was so great to have them both teach me. They were slow and gentle. Plus it was such a great honour to be fucked by Lord Carver. He is such an important man and I am so grateful to the Carvers." That wasn't all, however.

"He is huge. The biggest," Amy informed them solemnly. "I mean like a horse. The first couple of times I really needed the Lady to help me. Even now I still can't take his whole cock inside me." She giggled at the other two. "You wait. For sure you'll see it at the party and then you'll understand."

They swept through the rest of the house. There was another bedroom with a massive bed and lots of cushions. Upstairs, Amy took a few minutes to show off the dungeon. It was very different from the classrooms at Hanson House and more intimidating. Lis noted not only the wooden frames but the collection of canes and whips that hung on the far wall.

There was still another bedroom upstairs, with a massive bed in it, and Lis thought it looked like the one shown on the downstairs TV. Across another open area were French doors leading to a wide balcony.

Finally they were taken to Amy's room and the en-suite. "Put your things down there," she told them. "You can get dressed in your outfits in a minute. First you need to clean-out your backdoor. I've laid out the douches for you in the bathroom."

Grace started to protest but Amy was having none of it. "I know Mistress Rose had you cleaned out this afternoon. But I am responsible for you being properly prepared for the party. You probably should do it on each other to make sure you're both really clean. Use the lube."

Amy kept watch from the door. It was the second time that day the young students had cleaned their arseholes in front of strangers. Lisbeth was sure that eventually she'd become used to it.

As the sophomores douched one another, Amy filled them in on the rest of the party-goers. They were of different ages, though mostly in their forties. All of them were into kinky group sex fun and none of them could be shocked at all. Amy herself had seen enough to be quite sure of that.

"Not all of them are BDSM people," she went on. "Lord and Lady Carver are heavily into BDSM, of course. You'll work it out," she said breezily. 

Some of the attendees had special preferences. One woman, Robyn, was a psychologist who reputedly lived with a woman but was obsessed with Lord Carver's "horse cock". Then there was Miss Kate, "straight" according to Amy, who had accepted the collar of a woman, her former housemaid, who loved to beat her savagely.

"It doesn't really matter because you have to obey any and every single thing the guests say to you. Make sure you remember that." Lisbeth and Grace, still cleaning their rectums, smiled at one another. It was a great honour to have been chosen to serve at the Carver's sex party. Both young women knew they'd give their all, no matter what was demanded of them.

"You can get dressed while I give myself an enema," she instructed. "Make sure you each wear one of those butt plugs." Amy had laid out three medium-sized, black butt plugs at the foot of her bed. Lis and Grace looked at one another but neither said a thing. It was clear that they should follow every order given by Amy as well. But the plugs were a good size and it took a little effort before both were firmly secured inside those young passages.

Grace and Lis thought their new outfits looked great. The sheer black stockings made their legs feel so sensual. The garter belts fit just right and the G-strings covered nothing at all.

Amy looked them over and decided they looked just right. The Carvers always wanted the "party helpers" to give a good impression.

She arranged herself on the bed, still nude and on her hands and knees. "Come on now," she said to Lisbeth. "Lick my arse so I can get myself off."

Lis was incredulous. After all, surely Amy was only barely above their own stations. 

"I get a few privileges on party nights," Amy explained, "and this is one of them. Lady Carver taught me this. Its so much better to have a little orgasm before the party. To take the edge off."

Amy pulled her arse open with one hand and repeated her order to Lis. "Take turns licking my hole. You can play with your cunts as well if you want to cum."

Lis did as she was commanded. It wasn't the submission that motivated Lis, rather it was the kinky "dirty" nature of what Amy wanted. Pulling the arse cheeks wider, Lis deftly used her tongue on Amy's backdoor. She alternated between long, flat strokes and using the tip of her tongue to probe Amy's anus. Having just been cleaned with a full enema, the anus lacked any taste or even smell which made Lisbeth want to thrust her tongue even deeper. 

Amy did as promised and strummed her clit as she was licked by young Lis. Her moans were genuine and her words of encouragement to Lis only made the dirty Dane want to try harder to pleasure her new friend. 

Finally Grace was given a turn and she, too, shoved her face into Amy's pert backside. To her relief, however, she was required to lap at the other women's backside for a few moments before Amy erupted with a long series of soft moans and some gentle shuddering.

Finally all was done and, dressed in their party finery, the trio headed downstairs to the kitchen to meet Helen, the bartender. Amy gave boxes to Lis and Grace and they were sent throughout the house, laying out supplies of lube, condoms and towels. 

The Carvers were home by then, however, and the students couldn't avoid them. Lord Carver was a tall handsome man. He was in his early fifties and greying a little, but he still looked trim and fit. 

Lord Carver paused to inspect his sophomore "party helpers". They looked sexy and tempting in their outfits, young tits standing proud and lovely thighs set-off by their black high-heels. Carver was a man accustomed to having his way and receiving compliance from submissives. With a twirl of his finger he signalled they should turn for him to inspect. As they spun slowly he grabbed both their butts, pleased by the benefits of compulsory sport at Hanson House.

"Rose has done well," he said to his wife with a grin. "Good to have some fresh novices to help us out." He made sure to tap the butt plugs sitting snugly inside each young rectum. A little humiliation was just the thing to remind the two sophomores that they were at the party for the pleasures of the guests. His quick touch did the trick.

Lord Carver also helped himself to a handful of Grace's huge tits. He smiled wide as he squeezed her double-D melons. "Real?" he enquired, although he already knew the answer. Grace still could be shocked at being touched so casually. She merely nodded in reply as Lord Carver hefted her tits and gently pulled at her nipples. It was impressive, indeed, to see such development on a young woman. He grunted and then, seemingly satisfied, the older man turned and headed off to the far end of the house. 

Lady Carver paused for a moment, catching Lis's eye. "Don't worry. Rose sent us a report on both of you. Your talents will be in demand tonight." Lis felt a little reassured although a little worried at the same time. What was it that Lady Carver expected?

It wasn't their treatment from Lord Carver that had shocked Lisbeth. The young Dane had realised at first sight that "Lord" Carver was actually Dean Carver, head of the university law school. He was an important and influential man. 

Perhaps for the first time Lisbeth really understood the nature of the contract they had all signed when entering Hanson House. It was a serious business run by serious people. They meant to keep their secrets, too. Lis knew well that she had to guard closely everything at the party and back at Hanson House. Lord Carver had the power to ruin the life of anyone who breached the code of secrecy.

The huge house soon filled with party guests. Lis and Grace were kept busy bringing out drinks from the bar. There was a small amount of fondling and both the students received a lot of compliments for their pretty looks and their revealing outfits. Grace wondered why the men, at least, were not mauling her tits. But the secret was that the guests all knew to wait for the usual signal to commence the play.

Miss Kate had arrived looking splendid as she trailed a gorgeous, statuesque African woman. The heavy leather collar around her neck was connected to the other woman's hand by a short chain leash. Her tight leather harness pushed her tits out and left her holes exposed. She had great legs and a tight backside, Lis could see that for herself. Lis and Grace noticed that Miss Kate did not leave the side of her owner. That was Meriem, a tall West African woman with a regal bearing and, if Amy was right, a cruel streak. 

Other guests had arrived in pairs mostly, although there were a few singles. One of those was Doctor Robyn, the psychologist. She was dressed as if she'd just left her office. It was a little surprise to see most of the guests wearing "regular" clothes although some of the women had left little to the imagination.

What got the party going was the response of Lord Carver to Robyn. "Alright Doctor," said Lord Carver loudly. As was the norm at the Carver's parties, Robyn had been begging Lord Carver to take out his cock so that she could have the first suck of the evening. The psychologist had never bothered to analyse her desire for the male appendage. The important thing was that she was fascinated by cocks, the bigger the better -- and Lord Carver had the biggest in the city.

She was a short and vivacious woman, with blonde spiky hair and a plump body. Lis and Grace saw all of that when they returned from the bar with trays of drinks and the good doctor was on her knees, naked. She had both her small hands wrapped around a massive cock and was struggling to fellate Lord Carver. It was so obviously true -- he did, indeed, have a "horse cock". Lis knew all the boasts about men who were "as thick as my wrist" but in the case of Lord Carver it was very nearly true. 

Doctor Robyn grinned and drooled as she struggled to fit the first couple of inches of him into her mouth. She was hungry and excited, moaning loudly as she worked. "How could I ever get tired of this monster?" she muttered to Lord Carver. Lis looked over at Amy, who gave her a knowing wink, and hoped she'd not be expected to service the party host.

With the doctor taking her liberties with the host, a general state of sucking and fucking broke out. Without a word, a man and woman grabbed Grace and proceeded, at last, to give her tits a mauling. They each seemed as excited as the other and Grace was just as turned-on by their sucking and biting of her big tits. 

Lis was directed to a corner of the room and told she was to "entertain the men in between". Several were already waiting with their cocks out. Even Lisbeth was taken aback by the ease with which everyone had started the party. In the far corner Amy was already on her knees, fellating two men in preparation for a spit-roast. She was experienced at these parties now and was always offered to the guests "no holes barred". Amy enjoyed being fucked at the Carvers' sex parties and she was ever prepared for the guests to have their way with her. 

With all that was happening Lis didn't question that she was being forced to suck the cocks of strangers. She remembered her orders and was happy to be able to serve. Men wanted their cocks sucked while they were waiting a turn with one of the women. \It hardly mattered that every man was already fully erect -- Lis was required to take one thick cock after another into her mouth and to pleasure them as the men went to and fro. 

She took to her task with gusto, naturally, smiling at each man before he shoved his straining cock to the back of her mouth. More than most students, Lis craved to be taken and used -- and even abused if that was how it turned out. She knew the taste of fear but for her it only added to the thrill of her submission. With so many new men and new cocks to serve, she knew she was helpless. It made her even hotter to know that the women might use her sexually, The evidence of female arousal was obvious in the cunt juice LIs was tasting on some of those swollen shafts. 

Doctor Robyn was still enjoying herself handling Lord Carver's huge cock. He was a freak of nature and Robyn, despite loving a woman, always looked forward to being able to touch and taste it. Most of the women at these parties took their turns with the huge phallus but some remained intimidated by his size. Robyn seemed to act as if she had possession of that might weapon -- she never let it out of her hands. It was all in fun and Lady Carver always enjoyed the fact her husband could have another woman worship his mighty phallus. 

As the action developed, Grace was passed around and it seemed like everyone had a turn at sucking on her tits or thrusting their cock through her ample cleavage. This was more like what Grace had expected from a sex party. She knew her big tits were irresistible to men and women. As "fresh meat" she was the hit of the evening.




Hanson House Ch. 16



Lady Carver, for her part, had taken up station on one of the lounges and had several men lined up to service her. Her darling husband always enjoyed watching her receive a good "train fuck". As a hostess it meant she could entertain both her husband and her guests. It was after two men had shot their loads into her, in quick succession, that Lis was given relief from her cocksucking duties.

His Lordship rarely paid much attention to the "party helpers". He always got plenty of attention from his female guests. The "helpers" were intended more for the benefit of his friends. Lady Carver, on the other hand, never missed a chance to mis-treat and degrade the two new pupils.

"You little slut," called out Lady Carver to Lis. "Get over here and clean my cunt out." The Lady had already been fucked by several of the male guests. Two of them were her "regulars" and knew that Lady Carver enjoyed "train fucks" and creampies. 

Lis hurried across the room and went back to her knees, where Lady Carver was pointing. Two healthy loads of semen were starting to ooze from the older woman's cunt. Lis could guess her task - to prepare Lady Carver for the next man to fuck her. Until now Lisbeth had thought her role in the party to be fairly tame. She'd wondered if she'd return home disappointed. All the staff at Hanson House knew Lis had the most potential of her peers for kinky and "filthy" sex. 

Lady Carver had read the report and that was why she was demanding the young student kick her cunt clean. It was a healthy creampie, the first for Lisbeth, but she did not hesitate. As Lady Carver spread her legs wider, Lis placed her mouth over the bare-shaven cunt and went to work. To her delight she found the taste of semen was actually improved in a mixture with cunt juice. She sucked cautiously until the Lady ordered her to "lick it out you stupid girl" and she used her tongue to gather more of the oozing, warm semen into her own mouth. Lady Carver cherished the sensation of creampies being eaten from her cunt, especially by a pretty young submissive. The thrusting of that young tongue made her host even more aroused and soon Lis was pushed aside as the Lady demanded two more men fuck her soaking cunt.

Across the room, Doctor Robyn had finally had her fill of Lord Carver's massive tool. She relinquished her place to another woman and turned to find Grace. The older woman was almost as impressed by Grace's bust as by Carver's weapon. Grace was highly aroused herself by that point and she cared little for who Robyn slept with. It was a delight to have the older women's skilled mouth on her tits and to be required to suck and bite Robin's tits in return.

In the middle of the room, Amy was being readied for a fuck from a second pair of men. As a Hanson House graduate, was quite confident at serving tall the males at the party. Lis could see Amy clearly, on her hands and knees, and was again impressed as she saw Amy take a cock in her cunt before the second man roughly pulled her mouth over his rampant cock. Lisbeth had never seen so much concentrated sexual passion. Amy was enjoying being used as much as the two men were thrilled by their chance. Lis could only hope she'd one day be the target of such desire and demands.

Amy did not mind at all that she was on display for all the partygoers. To her, sex at the Carvers' was a standard duty. The public nature of it was merely an additional form of service. She was pleased, however, that Lis was watching her being taken. These parties could be a shock for the new "helpers". Seeing one of their peers enjoy the proceedings would help to keep the newbies calm. Amy knew because that had been her first experience of the Carvers'. The Lady had taken an instant liking to the sexy young Amy and, for the benefit of her guests, she'd used a strap-on in both of Amy's holes -- cunt first and then her arse. Amy had been frightened and then she had been fucked raw by the wicked Lady Carver.

So "fresh meat", in the form of Lis and Grace, had been welcomed by the party goers. Everyone was well aware of the Hanson House rules and understood that there could be no cocks in those young cunts. That simply meant the "helpers" would be used in other ways.

Grace was even ordered by the doctor to finger the arse of an older woman as she rode one of the more well-endowed men. Grace wasn't fazed - she already had plenty of experience playing with women's anuses. 

Lis, too, was being passed around the guests. Several of the men were eager to sample the young woman and feined an "inspection" in order to play with her cunt. These were experienced, older men who appreciated fine things such as an obedient novice. Two of them worked on her at once, bringing Lis to a couple of very enjoyable orgasms as she shuddered in their arms. Lis murmured her thanks to them both before she was dispatched to fetch more drinks.

On her way to the bar she passed Lord Carver and two beautiful women positioned on large cushions on the floor. The host had taken advantage of his position, directing two of his guests to worship his cock and balls. It was obvious that these two women were excited by the opportunity, happy to give their thanks for the chance to attend one of the Carvers' parties. On her way back with the drinks tray in hand, Lis glanced at the two women trying to take his monster cock in their mouths. Lord Carver had grabbed handfuls of hair and was forcefully attempting to fuck their mouths. Their faces betrayed the challenge and their fear that Lord Carver could, so easily, hurt them with his massive prong. 

Lis also saw Grace being taken in hand by a man and woman. She was sure they were a couple, just from their body language. After just a few words, Grace followed them. It looked like they were heading for the upstairs bedroom, with the large bed and the camera. The party was hotting up. 

Already in the upstairs bedroom, Doctor Robyn had brought together two couples. Pete and Ophelia were regulars. The other couple were patients of hers, as it happened. At least, Jelena was a patient and Robyn had been providing some much needed sexual therapy to her husband, David, as well. Robyn had already arranged for them to share a foursome. That had been a first experience for Jelena and David and an amazing revelation. Neither of them had never played sexually in such a public setting as the Carvers' party. They were nervous but the doctor was certain Jelena would be highly aroused.

Robyn and the other two women were wearing only their underwear. Nipples were erect and cunts were wet. Ophelia was happy to provide more assistance to Robyn with this strange therapy. She went straight to her knees, David's cock deep in her mouth. In response, Robyn and Pete quickly had their hands down Jelena's underpants. The inexperienced wife responded brilliantly, moaning and pulling them close to kiss them each in turn. It looked as if the months of therapy with Doctor Robyn had been successful.

Robyn enjoyed Jelena's kisses very much and she liked it even better when it was her turn, Jelena and Pete suckling on her tits. Jelena's nerves were passing and Robyn could see she was becoming really "in heat". She had one hand wrapped around Pete's cock, keeping an eye on her husband as he had his tool sucked by the gorgeous Ophelia.

The couple had entered the room with the young novice, Grace, in tow. There were eight of them now and Robyn felt the usual exhilaration at the prospect of a mini-orgy. Other men would join them later, attracted by young Grace and the other newbie, Jelena. The Doctor would make sure that David was taken care of. The important thing was that Jelena was going to be fucked by a multitude of men.

Downstairs, Lis was still busy sucking cocks and fetching drinks. As she moved through the main playroom with another tray something caught her eye on the big TV screen. It was Grace, in the upstairs bedroom with the married couple forcing onto the bed on hands and knees. Lis wondered if her friend knew she was being watched on camera.

There was little time to wonder, though. Lis had only just disposed of her drinks when a tall, rangy man beckoned her over. "I want to see my cum on your pretty face," he said to her, almost nervously. Lis, well trained now and accustomed to silent obedience, went to her knees and watched the guest stroke his cock. Right then Lisbeth could not imagine anything better than being at the Carvers' party and serving their guests.

His cock was long and thin. Lis didn't even think, she just reached out and placed her hand over his. The man stopped his stroking, allowing the young submissive to take over his exertions. He'd already fucked two women that night. He wanted to ejaculate so as to last longer for he had more fucking in mind. An expert now in handling cocks, Lis stroked the throbbing shaft, pointing the tip directly at her face. In just minutes, she was rewarded with the muffled noises of the man's climax. She made sure to catch it all on her face, bolt after bolt of sticky hot cream splashing onto her face and her tongue. 

Without another word, the thin man turned and left her. He was already thinking of how quickly the viagra would allow him to fuck another woman. Lis was discarded, his thick semen dripping down her face. Her heart was filled with delight, however. After all, Lis had been the first of her peers at Hanson House to realise she craved "use and abuse". She looked around to see if anyone else had noticed the degradation she'd been objected to. Eager to show off her training, Lis used her fingers to scoop some of the thin man's cream into her mouth. She was just sucking her fingers clean when a new man chose to use the young pupil. The Carvers always stressed that consent was a crucial element to any play at their parties. Of course, that never applied to their "helpers" who owed it to Hanson House, and Mistress Rose especially, to allow themselves to be taken and used in almost every way.

The new cock had already cum at least once that evening. Lis could taste the mix of cunt juice and semen that covered it. She wondered how a graduating student could have herself assigned permanently to the Carvers.

Throughout the house now there was constant movement. A few couples were watching the action but mostly the partygoers were taking full advantage of the sexual opportunities. Small groups of men surrounded one or two women, cocks out or giving oral service. More threesomes and foursomes had formed up and were heading off to corners or other rooms for more dedicated sexual play. One woman was on her knees between another's thighs, eating cunt while her husband had his cock sucked. Lord Carver was still choking his two beautiful playmates. His cock was so big he rarely got to enjoy as much fucking as he'd have liked.

Behind Lis, there was a new stir of excitement as Meriem took the chain connected to Kate's collar. With a savage yank she dragged her hapless slave across the room. A number of the partygoers watched, understanding that one of the highlights of the party was about to unfold. They watched that shapely white bottom trailing after its beautiful black owner in the direction of the dungeon.



Hanson House Ch. 17



That same Saturday night, Rose was standing in the middle of her apartment, feeling her nerves and the anticipation of what she was about to do. Rose was naked except for a gorgeous silk robe which hung open at the front. She ran her hands down and over her body, feeling her own curves. Somehow that made her feel more comfortable, ready for what was to happen.

In her late thirties, Rose was in good shape. It was true she'd had a little "help" to keep looking her best. Rose justified that by telling herself that she could afford such luxuries. Besides, as the Principal of Hanson House it was important that she presented a certain image.

The reason for her nerves was Jack. He would arrive any moment. Having Jack in her house was forbidden, of course. The fact that this young man was enrolled at Hanson House made the encounter terribly risky. It wasn't the risk that was making her nervous. Rose rarely succumbed to the charms of such a young man. 

Jack was an outstanding student, a trainee Dominant. That posed its own special challenges. Rose very definitely was a "top" both at work and in bed. For tonight she'd need to curtail her natural urges. Jack was, after all, still learning how to be a successful Dominant and it was important not to confuse the young man. Jack liked older women and that made it easier. Rose had an urge, a need, to take Jack to her bed. 

He'd already shown his prowess with bored housewives who'd paid Hanson House to allow a young man to spank them and fuck them. Now it seemed he was destined to be assigned to Miss B. She was a good client, an older woman who'd been following Jack's progress towards graduation and his likely assignment as her live-in Master.

From his arrival at Hanson House, Rose had been very pleased with Jack. Later, she'd been impressed with his abilities and his natural charm. Finally, she'd found herself turned-on by this special young man. It was then that she had decided to have him for herself for just one night. And so her plans had been laid.

As the doorbell rang, Rose allowed the silk robe to part a little further. There was no sense in having to work too hard for the young man. Plus it was a good way to deal with her nerves, reminding herself that she was sexy and desirable. The size of Rose's tits ensured that her robe fell open enough to display some of her treasures.

Jack stepped in and instantly his eyes widened. Of course he'd had an inkling of the purpose of his being invited that night. The warnings of complete secrecy had fired his imagination. Seeing the Principal, Mistress Rose, almost naked was a pleasant shock all the same. First his eyes fell on her generous cleavage. Then he saw the jewel that hung from her navel. He cast his eyes further down to her bare cunt. 

There was no more doubt as to the reason he'd been summoned to her apartment. And her warm smile made it clear she was almost as happy to see him as he was her. 

"I'm glad you're here Jack," she said softly. He responded with the usual pleasantries, trying not to embarrass himself and not to stare at the gorgeous body in front of him. 

"I feel very honoured Mistress Rose. Its so great to see you in a more relaxed place."

She took his hand and drew him closer. She had to seal the deal now or send him home. He was only inches from her almost naked body. Not that Jack, such a star pupil, should need to be told.

"Jack, remember that you can never reveal any of this to anyone. Promise me that I can trust you." 

He nodded solemnly. "Mistress Rose, I will never tell another soul. I respect you and Hanson House too much."

She smiled again, pleased to hear the right words come from his mouth. "But call me Rose for tonight, OK?"

Jack nodded and slid his hands inside her robe, moving up to her C-cup breasts and gently squeezing them. That made Rose shudder - after watching Jack so many times she finally had the chance to feel him skin-on-skin. For his age, Jack showed surprising confidence. This was what Rose had counted on - Jack's training had made him ready to perform as her lover for the night.

Clearly he'd been aroused by the sight of her open robe. Jack was many things but above all he remained a horny young man. As a student, even a novice Dom, he never got as much sex as he felt he could handle. Rose had counted on that to help make the night a success. Vanilla sex it might be but he'd hardly complain. It was a kind of reward for the student after all his hard work. 

She pulled him to her and there was no mistake about the reaction in his pants. "You like older women, don't you?"

"I do, yes," he moaned as he finally got to touch the wonderful teacher. "I guess that's what I'm being trained for... Rose. But mature women, they are so much more sexy and adventurous than girls my own age." That was the sexual peak at work, of course. Rose herself was well aware of the power of the sexual urge in mature women. It caused them to want more sex and more adventurous sex. For generations, young men like Jack had marvelled at the capacities of older women.

He'd gotten to experience it first hand with those housewives, all hotted-up after reading "50 Shades of Grey", who'd paid well so each could take Jack to a nice hotel for an evening of illicit sex. They'd lived out their secret fantasies, screwing a younger man and allowing Jack to use them sexually. It had helped to prepare Jack for his likely future role as a Dominant. He had learned his way around a woman's body and the additional sexual experience would be a bonus for the future client. 

Now Rose had the chance to sample for herself what Jack had to offer as a lover. Taking his hand, she led him across the apartment to her bedroom, allowing her robe to slip to the floor as she went. Rose smiled to herself, confident that her backside still looked good and that Jack would be enjoying the view.

Jack was a beautiful young man. Thinner than Rose usually liked, but that merely underpinned his youthful looks. Many women found that attractive. Already such women had paid money to have Jack fuck them and abuse them.

Not wanting to wait any longer, she slipped his shirt off. Rose had looked on this young man many times but had never had the opportunity to touch. His limbs were slender, perhaps never to bulge and ripple like those of his more mature counterparts. It fit the needs of Miss B precisely. He touched her in response and Rose noted the sensations he gave her. Oh yes, this was one man who really did love women.

Feeling eager himself, Jack undid his fly and slipped his trousers down. Rose found herself reaching out to grasp the young cock. It was almost an automatic reaction - she was one of those women who truly loved cocks. She let out a groan - she couldn't help it. Right then she was no longer the Principal of Hanson House. She'd seen that cock before of course. Many times she'd wanted to reach out and touch it, feel it and maybe lick it a little. It had taken a huge effort to fight off the temptation. During classes of late Ross had needed real effort not to breach protocol and play with this student's cock. 

Tonight, at last, it wasn't her students who had the joy of handling his impressive equipment. Jack was a healthy size, over seven and a half inches - and it was rock hard. He felt so good in her hand. Hanson House didn't accept trainee Dominants who did not measure up. Against his boyish frame that beautiful cock looked even more impressive.

Rose had spent much of the day thinking about that young cock. Now she could stroke her fingertips along the shaft, feeling its heat and its bulk. It was obvious why Miss B liked the offer of Jack. Youth was a key criteria, certainly. Miss B wanted a Dominant who would not only debase her sexually but humiliate her in other ways. Submitting to a cruel, much younger man was crucial. With his thick cock Jack would be sure to satisfy her in every way.

As he finished undressing, the now naked Principal lay back on her bed. She took the opportunity once more to gaze at Jack. Yes, thinner and younger than she usually chose but virile and arousing all the same. She'd seen that hard, upright shaft many times and her cunt tingled at the thought that soon it would fill her. Rose spread her thighs as women do when they want to signal their readiness to their lover. She enjoyed the sensation of the air falling on her moist cunt lips. Jack's cock got that little bit harder.

She expected Jack to climb on and go straight for her tits. But the young man had been well-trained. Plus he was a natural pervert, an easy choice for admission to Hanson House.

Jack wanted to taste the cunt of the delectable Mistress Rose. He enjoyed women and their intimate places, their soft warmth and their wetness. Jack saw the way Rose's inner lips poked out, swollen with her lust, and he knew he wanted her. Gently prising Rose's legs further apart, he got on his elbows and proceeded to lap slowly at her sex. Yes, he had perfect manners and his experience in those hotel rooms had taught him a lot about how to make a woman more pliant in bed. Tonight was all vanilla sex but that was no reason not to make the most of his chance. And there was no question Rose tasted good. 

Rose happily lay back and let Jack do his thing. What reason was there to protest? She couldn't fault young Jack for wanting to see to her pleasure first. So often the younger ones replaced skill with enthusiasm. But his performances in those hotel rooms had been scored highly. As he gently thrust his tongue in her hole Rose understood the reason. She reached between down to caress the young man's head and, carefully, guided him to apply pressure to just the right spot. There was no need to dominate the young man but it wouldn't hurt to give him a little "tuition".

"Oh that is so good," she purred to Jack as the student swapped his attention to her clit and back to her hole again. There was no need to fake her pleasure. Rose had been turned-on for days waiting to feel that mouth on her cunt. Jack was every bit as good as she'd expected. Those housewife bitches had gotten their money's worth.

Rose reached above her head and grasped tight on the iron bedhead. She had a tendency to thrash about the place during her climaxes and she wanted to ensure her cunt stayed right in Jack's face. He made her cum so beautifully, having learned when to switch from a woman's throbbing clit to her pulsating hole. Jack could read a woman's body, causing repeated waves of climax to wash over her until finally he stopped before Rose needed to beg. 

When he moved up to her, Rose panting heavily from the exertions, his face glistened with her juices. As vanilla as she 'd planned it, Rose still could not resist the urge to kiss Jack deeply. Then she licked all her juices from his face.

He returned the favour by finally giving his attention to her luscious tits. They were full and firm, thanks to a little "augmentation". It mattered not to him why those tits were so remarkable, most males his age were guaranteed to enjoy a pair of pert C-cup breasts. Jack had caught himself staring at them many times. All the male pupils did. He had to contain himself now, careful not to maul Rose.

Rose smiled as Jack squeezed her tits, using his strong hands to massage her flesh. He made her nipples stand up in just the right way. She closed her eyes as Jack lowered his mouth to her and started to flick his tongue over one nipple. With her cunt still throbbing after his mouth. Rose delighted in the more casual pleasure of Jack suckling and nibbling on her tits.

It couldn't last, however, and after a few moments Rose needed something in her hole. "Please finger me Jack," she whispered to him, groping for his hand. Jack wasted no time, placing two slender fingers against the Principal's sopping hole. Slowly he pushed into her hole. Rose arched her hips and groaned loudly, pulling Jack harder onto her firm tits. He gently bit on her nipples as Rose exploded, coating his fingers with her cunt juice. 

Rose gasped as a further orgasm tore through her. Her own lust was incidental, she told herself once more. There was nothing wrong, not really, with the Principal of Hanson House doing some "quality testing". Ms B was a high-quality woman and it was important to be sure that Jack was up to the job. So far, Rose had to acknowledge, he'd proven just that.

With her own orgasms still fresh, Rose rolled on top of her pupil, taking hold of that wondrous young cock. She could wait no longer. Rose held him at the base, her eyes locked on his as she moved her mouth over the head of that swollen weapon. 

She wasn't a size queen but Rose could appreciate a cock as magnificent as Jack's. Many of the female students had already experienced him. So, too, those housewife bitches. Now it was Rose's turn and she took her time, savouring all of him. She worked slowly, feeling every vein and ridge as she swallowed him. She moaned at how good he felt in her mouth. Having seen this cock in action many times, it was almost a relief to finally have it for her own pleasure. And the big head was exactly the right size for him. It was so soft under her tongue and she loved the way his nice big balls moved and tightened as she treated him to an expert headjob.

Jack's soft moans were delightful but she wanted to ensure he didn't cum too quickly. His training should have been sufficient for that but there was no need to take risks - she wanted that pole up her cunt.

After several minutes of exquisite fellatio was Rose unable to resist temptation. Without a sound she moved over Jack and positioned her cunt for his rod. Jack groaned loudly in anticipation. "Jesus Rose." There was no doubt older women were far more erotic. Rose smiled as she tool him in her hand, ready to lower herself onto that impressive young shaft.

"Try not to cum my sweet," she whispered gently. "Its not a test ...but try for me."

Then she lowered herself onto Jack's cock, moving carefully to give her cunt walls time to adjust to his bulk. His eyes bulged in wonder as the Principal inched her way down his length, lowering herself on him in one movement. Her groan of pleasure was almost enough to make Jack cum on the spot.

Having seated herself fully, Rose rocked back and forth, making his cock hit all the right spots as Jack manfully held back his own climax. There was no need for instruction as Jack knew what to do. Wanting to hold his orgasm, he distracted himself by playing with Rose' tits, pinching her nipples and pulling them into his mouth for sucking and biting. Of course that served to drive Rose into more frenzy an soon she was really fucking that wonderful cock, her labia taut around his girth and the head mashing her cervix. It was only the force of gravity that allowed her to take all of him inside her cunt. It was well worth it, however, and soon she was cumming almost continuously, even more so when her cunt muscles relaxed enough for her to slam herself down onto Jack's fabulous cock. And to think she'd planned this simply as a form of extra tuition.

So excited was Rose by the virile young student that she did something she usually reserved for her submissive playmates. Even before the last of her orgasms was done, Rose climbed off Jack onto her hands and knees. "Lick me my sweet," she said to him softly but firmly. 

Jack saw that the Principal was asking for a rimming. He needed no further encouragement. Quickly he took up position behind the Principal and began softly to lick her tight little hole. He had no objection to doing so - all the novice Doms were taught this skill and it played to Jack's deviant streak. 

He was excited and his dominant tendency started to break through. "Open up," he ordered the older woman. Such confidence aroused Rose even further - her young lover was proving to be a satisfactory performer. She reached back with her hands, pulling her arse cheeks wider to allow Jack's tongue to probe her delicate little hole. He'd been a good student and she felt even more aroused as her anus softened under his strong tongue. Rose hadn't exactly planned this. But her decision was beyond doubt.

Rose turned to look at Jack, failing to catch his eye as he worked on her butthole. "You can have my bottom if you like."

Jack groaned softly when he heard that. He wanted her chute so badly. Before Hanson House, Jack had dreamed of fucking women in their bums - he'd watched anal porn so many times. Now here he was, trained in anal sex and with the delectable Mistress Rose asking that he screw her butt.

He knew she was ready and, with the benefit of his training, Jack moved into position behind the Principal. It was so hard to fuck a woman doggy-style and then to resist her little opening. In those hotel rooms he'd made sure to fuck both housewives in their suburban arseholes. They'd never experienced that before and the short brunette had confessed that she'd dreamed of her shit hole being used for sex. 

Rose was surprised when Jack's first move was to shove his cock into her cunt. The sudden intrusion drove her breath from her lungs. He was following his training, using her juices and his saliva as the best form of lubricant. 

In truth, Rose wasn't all that big on butt-sex, though once in a while she happily allowed her husband to fuck her back there. She'd gotten way too excited with young Jack, however, and there was no way to back out now. She'd wanted to feel that cock jammed tight inside her and, besides, an anal fuck with the Principal was a lovely treat for the star pupil.

Rose started to realise her mistake as soon as Jack forced the head of his thick cock into her anus. And yet the little bastard was damn good. He was bigger than was really comfortable for Rose and yet he seemed to know just how to take her arse. It was only her little hole that could stop Jack and he'd been taught well how to overcome that obstacle. In a frenzy, she'd decided to allow him plough her arse and Rose knew she had to accept his full seven and a half inches up her backdoor.

Moving slowly, withdrawing, adding more spit, Jack gradually forced his big cock into her bowels. It was a struggle for him because he had to fight the knowledge that the powerful Mistress Rose was making her backdoor available to him, a mere student. 

Rose understood and was prepared for her young fucker to take her with vigour. Of course her sphincters quickly began to relax and to stretch, just as the female novices were taught, and the pain began to morph into pleasure. As Jack started to thrust into her, Rose was able to relax and enjoy the intense sensations of being arse-fucked by the novice Dom. Anal still wasn't her favourite, and Jack was still too big for her, but that hardly mattered. She'd wanted the most intense sex with young Jack and that was what she was getting. That beautiful young cock was filling and stretching her arsehole and Rose no longer cared whether it was a reward for Jack or for her.

The intensity of the sensations, however, couldn't overcome the struggle for her delicate hole to accept something so large. After just a few minutes she needed relief. "You can cum for me sweetie if you want," she gasped. 

"I'm really fucking close," he groaned in reply.

"Do it Jack. Cum in my filthy bung hole."

Jack did not wait, pumping long and deep into Rose's butt, forgetting for that moment about her pleasure. Luckily she was well stretched because Jack could no longer control himself at the pleasure of fucking his Principal in her arsehole. For Rose, it felt so amazingly hot to have the young man so overcome with lust for her and to feel his lithe young body humping her with abandon. Rose was thrilled to hear the unmistakeable sound of Jack's orgasm and the sense that his ball juice was flooding into her bowels. She would be a little sore later on but that was not enough to dampen her excitement at taking Jack's fat cock up her arse. Momentarily she wondered how Miss B would fare.




Hanson House Ch. 17



Afterwards, Rose cleaned Jack's cock with a wet towel, taking special care of that wonderful specimen and giving extra attention to his shaven ballsack. He returned the favour as some of his semen slowly leaked from her dilated anus. He'd not treated the housewives so well but Mistress Rose deserved that much. 

Then they fucked and sucked some more. She fondled his balls and pulled his head once more to her tits. Of course, Jack had no trouble rising to the occasion a second time. Rose had a healthy sexual appetite and she was determined to make the most of this one night. Once Jack inserted his cock into the Principal's cunt she let him take her in different positions, each time marvelling at the feel of his big hard cock. He showed admirable stamina and to help him last Rose a couple of times diverted to licking his balls. She even rimmed her younger lover since it was only fair that he should receive some anal action as well. It was still somewhat tame sex but no less fulfilling to be fucked by one with so much energy.

In between bouts of sex they talked openly. Jack wanted to know if it was true that he was being prepared for an older woman.

"You have certain qualities my sweet," she explained to him. "You must know that Hanson House takes it job seriously. And we always try our best to match our clients with the right student. We have a reputation for quality after all."

"I like fucking older women. And dominating them," he confessed. "Like those women you sent me to, at the hotels. They were nervous but still they knew what they were doing."

"It can be a difficult choice sometimes," Rose said with a soft smile, "between youthful energy and more mature skill." She looked at Jack. "But I have seen your work and you have both. So please don't worry. No matter which client is selected for you, I think you will find she will provide you with everything you could wish for."

Happily, Jack was easily distracted by the Mistress' bountiful tits. She managed to end the questioning by feeding her flesh to him before directing him again between her legs. To her delight, Jack skilfully licked her clit while at the same time fingering her cunt. 

Then she had Jack fuck her one more time. She lay on her back playing with her nipples for Jack while he knelt between her legs and casually reamed her cunt. It occurred to the Principal that both her holes would be a little tender the next day. Not that that was any real concern.

Rose had cum so many times that even she could feel her energy levels were dropping. It was getting late and soon Jack would have to return to his room at the college. She wanted to give him a proper send-off. She signalled to Jack to bring his cock closer to her, cupping her tits so he knew what to do. Rose thrilled at being able to wrap that hard young cock between her tits. What better way could there be to assess Jack's ability at tit-fucking? How wonderful that hard young shaft looked between her flesh. 

She saw no need to wait any longer. Emile would arrive soon to drive the pupil back to Hanson House. Rose would have to think of a suitable reward for the attendant who would keep her secret safe. Perhaps one of the third year females could spend a weekend with him.

"Please remember Jack - you have to keep this a secret, always." Jack nodded and swore that he understood and would honour his promise.

Satisfied, smiling, Rose released his cock and rolled them both over to the other side of the bed. Once again, she felt her excitement rise as she took Jack's thick seven and half inches into her luscious mouth. He gasped, still amazed that the Principal would fellate him, a mere pupil. He went on moaning his delight as Rose worked her fingertips on his balls and used her lips and her tongue to deliver the most exquisite headjob in Jack's short sexual career. He ran his fingers through her hair and moaned her name as Rose proved once more how even the most dominant of men can be captured by a woman skilled in using her mouth.

She worked slowly but relentlessly until Jack could contain himself no longer. Rose felt his body tense and his cock throb as he prepared to unleash his ejaculation. She took the head of that young cock to the back of her mouth and felt her own reward as the first shot of semen splashed into her throat. The older woman focussed intently, timing her sucking with the throbbing of Jack's cum as he shot over and over into her mouth. Each wad of cum was swallowed greedily.

This was a superb moment - what woman could resist the thought of making a man so helpless, with her mouth wrapped around his cock? The fact it was that young, virile cock only made it more exciting for Rose. So many women at Hanson House had already tasted Jack's seed and Rose now drank the boy empty, noting the lovely taste of her star student. 

Jack couldn't believe the climax she gave him and somehow wished he could really thank the Principal. But Jack knew the night was over. He'd have to return to his classes and try to think forward to whatever the future held. An older woman would be just right for him. He knew that Rose was correct in what she'd said - whatever Hanson House had in store for him would be wondrous and satisfying.

The two had a few more minutes to lie together, glowing in their achievements of that night. Rose wondered if she'd really sated her desire. She wondered for a moment if she had corrupted her star pupil in that way. No that wasn't it - Jack wouldn't be turned aside so easily. Miss B would just have to wait her turn. 

Rose watched in contentment as the young man drew his clothes over his boyish body. Soon Emile arrived to collect Jack and the next time they saw each other it would be back to business.



Hanson House Ch. 18



As she was taken into the big bedroom upstairs, Grace saw that Doctor Robyn was already engaged with four other guests, all of them fingering cunts and stroking cocks. A man was receiving a slow headjob from one of the women. The third female, whose name was Jelena, was in fact a patient of Robyn's who was already feeling her up with some assistance from the other man. 

With the sex play already underway Grace knew she had to get down to business. She was forced to her knees and the man who'd brought her upstairs had his cock out. Grace could not have been happier - she was incredibly turned on from all the fucking throughout the house. Plus, like her classmates, she'd become desperate for some real sex action. Greedily she tool hard, pulsing shaft of meat into her mouth. They were a sexy looking couple and seemed highly aroused as well. The stranger was thrusting his hips, pumping his cock into Grace's mouth. As he did that he was kissing the woman, his wife, who seemed only too happy for him to fuck the mouth of the young novice. The man moaned his appreciation and Grace allowed herself a small, inner smile of pleasure. 

Beside her, Jelena was on her knees as well. The doctor and her friend were getting feverish, pulling Jelena back and forth as they shoved her face alternately into each of their shaved, wet cunts. It was clear that the two experienced women intended to take advantage of the patient. 

Robyn had carefully planned this night as therapy. Jelena had presented with concerns about her "dirty" thoughts and the doctor had been helping her to lose her sexual inhibitions. Jelena had proven an eager learner and clearly was enjoying herself as she was "forced", in public, to lick and suck on two cunts. Her face was slick with the juices of the other two and the good doctor had noted that Jelena was shamelessly strumming her own clit.

It dawned on Grace that this was a group that partied hard. She, however, had her own matters to focus on. Grace knew she had been brought to this room for a purpose. Men were gathering in the doorway now. She guessed they'd all want to fuck her ample tits in between using her mouth. This was not meant to be a party for her benefit. Grace could sense that she was not going to serve but instead be used and abused. That thought alone made her glow inside.

She was ready for a session of tit-fucking right till the moment when the couple who'd claimed her dragged her onto the bed. Something was wrong - Grace was being positioned face-down, on hands and knees. She only just had time to slip off her heels as they forced her into position. Actually, being an extroverted young woman, Grace quite liked this position. She knew her holes were fully displayed to the room - the tiny G-string was hiding nothing. Her labia were swollen and flared. If the others even glanced they'd surely see her shaven cunt glistening with her juices.

The husband climbed onto the bed, positioning himself underneath with his groin in front of her face. His larger than average cock was erect and straining, still wet with her drool.

"Put it back in your mouth young lady," was the command and Grace obediently lowered her mouth over the shaft. She had never been titfucked in this position. A thought entered her brain and a surge of fear swept through her.

Hers was not the only display of fear. Downstairs, in the main dungeon, the beautiful Kate was also betraying her thoughts as Meriem and Lady Carver prepared her. Lis had already proven herself that night, sucking multiple cocks and still wearing a load of drying semen on her face, She wondered if that was why the Lady herself had dragged her into the dungeon. "Stand there," came the order and Lis had stopped motionless in the corner as Meriem undressed the trembling Kate. The novice assumed she was there merely to watch, as a strange part of her training. She saw the various whips and canes hung on the wall near her and guessed, with a flutter of excitement, that Kate was about to be beaten.

The tall, stunning Meriem stood next to Lis as they watched the Lady Carver strap Kate firmly to the large wooden cross. Lady Carver had had some practice at this. It was obvious that Kate knew what was to happen next. Lis could not help but feel her mouth go dry and her cunt moisten. 

Meriem placed one long, thin arm around Lis and whispered in her ear. "She's a pathetic white bitch isn't she? I was taken in as her housemaid until she ditched her husband for me." That tallied with the story Amy had shared when Lis had arrived at the house. Meriem chuckled in Lis' ear. "She says she loves me, so I can do whatever I like with her."

At a signal from Lady Carver, Meriem swapped places. She casually selected a heavy leather flogger. Lis felt that old familiar sensation - wanting it to be her who was under the lash. She'd seen her mother and her sister beaten for sexual pleasure and Lis still hoped that she was destined for the same.

Thin, lithe, the black woman was possessed of considerable strength. She gave her poor slave no warm-up. She lashed Kate's back three times and then directed the next three at that pert, muscled butt. Kate made barely a sound but everyone enjoyed the way her firm flesh jiggled under the blows of the leather.

Lady Carver was standing next to Lisbeth now. She muttered into the student's ear. "Meriem is going to hurt her tonight. Really hurt her." Lis was a little shocked and she turned to question the Lady. But the older woman was gazing directly at the scene in front of them, a sly grin on her face. Lis could see that Lady Carver was pleased at the thought of watching poor Kate being punished and tortured. She watched in awe as Meriem delivered another half dozen blows of the flogger to her slave. 

"Kate has decided to devote herself to Meriem you see," Lady Carver was still explaining. "But there's no sex between them. So Meriem only lets her fuck men on special occasions." As the Lady spoke, the black woman exchanged the flogger for a long, whippy crop. There was a stifled sob of fear from Kate. "Meriem will make her earn her pleasures. Then she'll give Kate to a few men she's hand-picked for the job."

Lis could feel herself trembling with excitement at what she was hearing. The scene in front of her was everything she'd imagined for herself. Her own cunt was starting to drip at the sight of it. Lady Carver smiled wickedly at the reactions of the young Dane.

In the main room, most of the guests were taking a break. There'd already been much fucking and sucking. Now was the chance to sit back with fresh drinks and watch the big screen. It was showing the upstairs bedroom, every movement captured on the high-resolution camera for their viewing pleasure. And things were hotting up.

Jelena had been placed face-up on the bed next to Grace. Her face was almost as wet as her cunt. The patient was thrilled by the "treatment" prescribed by the good doctor but grateful to have her husband, David, close by. She was eager to have David fuck her in front of the other guests but tonight the doctor's therapy would involve more than one man. 

Her husband began to enter Jelena while the other, Peter, guided her hand to his swollen cock. There was no doubt she was super horny. Her therapist, the delightful Robyn, had assured the pretty wife that the best solution to her problem was to have as much sex as she could that night. The patient groaned aloud as her husband began to fuck her, moreso at the realisation that Pete was ready with his hard cock. Jelena was surprised at how easy she found it to have public sex.

On the same bed, Grace was still under the control of her couple. Like all the guests of the Carvers, this pair was into raunchy sex. This night they'd been asked by Lord Carver to ensure Grace was used fully by the other guests. The wife was a pretty redhead with perky tits. She watched for a moment as the younger woman resumed her duty of fellating her husband. The wife would take her pleasures later - now was the time to focus on the newbie. Standing behind Grace, not bothering to ask, she soon had two fingers working deep inside the young cunt. 

The student responded perfectly, of course. It was only natural that her cunt was aching to be touched and filled. But that was not the only place she was touched - the wife chose that moment to withdraw the plug so carefully nestled in the student's rectum. How thoughtful it had been for Amy to dilate the newbie like that. The toy slid out easily enough and the little hole stayed open for just a moment. It was long enough for the wife to insert a finger from her other hand. Grace felt herself explode with lust and with fear. These guests did not want her tits - they were after her bottom. 

Grace could not help herself - her little hole tightened around that strange finger. Anal sex was not her greatest skill. And it was obvious that more than one cock would require service from her. Grace knew now, without any doubt, that her backdoor was to be properly reamed. Not for a moment did she think of resisting - at that moment she was prepared to beg to have the men penetrate her, fuck her. But her body was no longer her own - it belonged to Hanson House and to Mistress Rose. The Principal had made clear that Grace had no choice tonight - she was to give her body completely to the partygoers. They would probably hurt her but Grace was sure she was ready for that, too. Shesucked the husband's cock even deeper as the wife probed and loosened her sphincters.

In the downstairs dungeon, Lis was getting a real lesson. Poor Kate now wore a dozen angry red stripes across her butt and her thighs. The assembled guests were muttering their approval as Meriem lashed her hapless slave. Each blow of the crop had forced a grunt of pain from Kate's throat. Lis knew that if it was her she'd not be able to hold-in her own cries. That didn't stop her wanting what Kate was getting.

Lady Carver was still explaining things to Lis, muttering in her ear. "Kate was a bored housewife you see. She had a housekeeper, which was why she was bored, and then she found herself falling in love with the housekeeper." The Lady paused while Meriem administered more fearsome lashes to Kate's quivering buttocks. The white slave cried out her pain, yet Lisbeth could see there was no-one interested in showing any mercy. "Kate got fixated on the black and white thing. She started feeling the white woman deserved punishment." Lis could hear the moans of torment from the fit, pert housewife strapped to the cross. "So Meriem had to adjust to her new role as a slave owner and learn how to make Kate happy. I think she is doing rather well."

The young Dane could do nothing more than nod mutely. She was staring intently at Kate as she absorbed the kind of punishment the pupil had often imagined for herself. She admired Kate for the angry welts she now wore. Lis barely noticed as Lady Carver moved to place leather cuffs on her wrists.

Upstairs, Jelena was cumming over and over as her cunt was stuffed full of cockmeat. It wasn't her husband - David was gone, having left her to the mercy of Doctor Robyn and the other men who gathered around. The patient had already been flipped onto hands and knees for Pete to ravage her doggy-style. One of the audience had introduced his cock to her mouth - not her first spit-roast but her first time being watched. Pete was humping her with force now, driving her mouth further along the strange shaft. Jelena didn't spare a thought for David - he would find his own fun. Instead she looked for the wonderful Doctor Robyn. How would Jelena ever thank the therapist for knowing, somehow, that the pretty wife simply needed more and dirtier fucking?

Behind Grace, the woman judged that the novice was ready. She withdrew her fingers from those young holes. With one move the flimsy G-string was torn from Grace - there was no further purpose for it anyway. Grace held her station, showing off her training, as the couple switched places. 

The wife wriggled into position, the place the husband had just left. Grace could feel that same cock, thick and wet with her saliva, pressing between her buttocks. Grace knew what was about to be done but she tried to ignore it. The other woman had a hairy bush but she spread her thighs wide to show a wet, swollen cunt. "I hope you got his cock nice and wet new girl," she said with a grin. Then she grabbed Grace's head and pulled her face into that wet, hairy sex. 

Fortunately, Grace was a diligent pupil and had learned not to demur when ordered to eat another woman. She thrust her tongue deep into the hot hole before her, rewarded with a soft moan from her tormenter. Grace was just about to start on the hard little clit when she felt the unmistakeable sensation of cockhead pressed against her anus. Once more she felt that unfortunate tightening.

Grace ached for a cock in her cunt - as did all her friends at Hanson House. It occurred to her that she was the only virgin in the room and there was humiliation in that. Yet, there was pride, even excitement, in the thought that her own anus would serve so many men this night. The fear came because she was still so inexperienced. Her "special tuition" had never included being taken anally by the instructors. They'd only ever focused on her huge tits. Now, on her hands and knees, she waited for them to sodomise her young body. 

The husband, his cock already piercing her opening, lacked patience or tolerance for Grace and her needs. He shoved an inch of his cock into her arse and the young novice felt the pain of the sudden stretching of her delicate place. As it happened, she didn't mind that so much - it was a glorious moment to have a superior male thrusting his powerful cock inside her. Grace focused on the thrill of her first proper bum fuck, accepting his cock while her hole stretched and the pain subsided. 

Beside her, Jelena was already being fucked by a third man. For her there was none of the thrill of submission. The experience of her first public sex was more than enough. She had trusted Robyn to take the lead for this night and the good doctor was making sure she was well and truly fucked. It was to be her first gangbang, but Jelena had no time to think on that as one cock after another took its place in her mouth and in her cunt. Before her therapy, she had never dreamed that she'd want this - and yet there was no denying it.

The sounds of Jelena being humped close by made it easier for Grace. Group sex had been her secret wish since before she'd entered Hanson House. There were a dozen men in the room now. Grace couldn't see them all to count but, with a rush, she guessed that as many men as were present would take their turn to plunder her bottom. This was what she'd dreamed of - being used and being given to many. It was her place to let them all fuck her if they wished. The wife left her station and a new man quickly forced her mouth down over his long, hard cock. The husband was buried fully in Grace's arse now. Her passage had that familiar burning. 

The husband was beginning to pump his length into her arse. She couldn't quite hear what the crowd was saying.

"She's pert," commented one anonymous voice. The verdict from another was "juicy". 

Grace was being graded, judged in a manner more crude and immediate than any assessment she'd ever received. She could only hope she'd satisfy the crowd of eager men.

"Tight," said another. That had to be the husband. Grace heard herself grunt in protest as he began to build the force of his fucking. It stung to have something so hard thrust so deep in her delicate little hole. Yet it was cocks like these that Grace had learned to worship. She would be proud to receive these wondrous objects, to be penetrated and filled. The shaft in her mouth was already leaking cum onto her tongue.

In the main room most of the guests were watching the big screen closely. Some were impressed by the pretty wife taking her first gangbang. Jelena, too, had been introduced as a newbie. A lot of the men were eager to sample her, to judge whether she was worthy of the offer of a fuck at the next party - or even later that night. Her husband, David, was back amongst them, having his cock sucked as his betrothed let three men take turns in her. From what could be seen on the screen, Jelena was a true slut with real stamina.

The real star, however, was Grace. The first man gave his place to another and the crowd watched with delight as the new shaft slid into the young orifice. The helpers from Hanson were so much fun, young and nubile and trained to satisfy almost every demand. The wife who'd escorted Grace to the upstairs room was helping too, holding Grace's butt cheeks wide so the men could more easily penetrate her backdoor. A third man was close by, stroking his cock as he waited a turn in that young, submissive hole. 

Grace was overcome by the numbers of people and the sensations coursing through her body. The second man was not so big. Her backdoor was loosening nicely now. Actually she was so aroused that the sensations in her arse were quite pleasant. How thrilling it was to feel a man's shaft inside her. The other woman gave some sharp slaps to that young arse. Grace squealed as someone yanked her hair, pulling her mouth down over yet another erect member. Despite the pain in her butt Grace could not believe how exciting it was to be at the centre of her first anal gangbang. Her cunt leaked as the dirty bastards plumbed her rectum.

The main dungeon had attracted a small crowd as well. Kate was being caned now. It was a long thin weapon and her cries of agony filled the room. Meriem was relentless, her blows spaced to allow Kate to scream her agony but not nearly enough to allow her to prepare for the next. She enjoyed her work, enjoyed delivering such anguish to her hapless slave. Mostly she aimed for that pert arse but several times she went lower, leaving neat "tram tracks" across the backs of those white thighs.

In the corner, three men shuffled their feet as they waited. They were not so interested in the whipping of poor Kate. They'd been chosen by Meriem who had made Kate wait three months without sex. Tonight these three would take the white slave in any and every way they desired.

Across the room Lisbeth was being bent forward by Lady Carver. In a daze, almost disbelieving, Lis was forced over a heavy wooden horse. 

"Now you can have a try," Lady Carver was saying. Someone was tying the cuffs on Lis' wrists to eye-bolts on the horse. Lady Carver was tearing away the thin material that covered her cunt and her legs. "I know you will be very good for me," the Lady Carver was saying as she bound Lis' ankles tight. "I know you will take it for me."

Lis was in no state to argue. Watching Kate being beaten so cruelly had fired her brain. She was over-aroused now and almost ready to beg to be beaten by the cruel Lady Carver. The beatings at Hanson House had never been enough, not for Lisbeth. She could only think of how amazing it was to be whipped by Lady Carver for the entertainment of her guests. That thought persisted as Lady Carver tested her arousal, shoving two fingers inside her. The older woman smiled at the heat in that young cunt as someone handed her a long, black crop.

Behind Lis, she could hear the sound of a leather whip lashing the white slave Kate. It sounded so loud in that small room. So did the cries of pain and fear. Lis was hot now, so hot - she was eager to feel the searing pain, desperate to receive the abuse promised by Lady Carver. She did not have to beg, however, as the host drew back her right arm.

In the large upstairs bedroom, Jelena was still humping against strange cocks, eager to extract every inch of pleasure from her party experience. Grace had a third man banging her arsehole. Her own filth had made her tunnel nice and slick now, only the size of their cocks gave her any discomfort. But Grace was determined to endure the burning. It only reinforced the knowledge that she was truly submitting to men and their powerful cocks. They all felt so different. To Grace, being taken and used made it feel like graduation.




Hanson House Ch. 18



The third man started to hump her harder, making her tits shake, as another man forced himself into her mouth. Several more were waiting their turn. One had his shaft nicely lubed from Jelena's cunt. These men didn't care how sore Grace would be the next day. 

In the main room, the sights on the large screen had aroused the rest of the partygoers to a fresh round of fucking. Amy had just drawn the door prize - a married woman had won the right to be fucked by Lord Carver and his enormous weapon. She was a smallish woman with mousey brown curly hair. Of course the draw had been rigged - the Carvers rarely left such matters to chance. Lord Carver had eyed-off this particular guest at a previous party. She would be a perfect size for his ten-inch-plus monster.

He was already headed to the main bedroom, the one he shared with his own wife, as Amy gathered up the "lucky" partygoer. This was one of the women intimidated by Lord Carver's size. She'd already thought to herself how lucky she was to have a man more "average". Yet, she could not say no - not when she'd been "chosen". Her only comfort was standing right next to her.

"Can my husband be there?" she asked. With a smile Amy agreed that was a good idea. Lord Carver did not object to an audience when he was violating another man's wife. "Don't worry," she said to the nervous woman. "We'll both be there holding your hand."

In the dungeon, Lisbeth already wore three angry red stripes on her butt cheeks. Lady Carver had foregone the usual warm-up. Instead she'd lashed the willing novice with her favourite riding crop. Mistress Rose had written a glowing report on this one and the Lady was looking forward to testing the pupil herself. She slipped two fingers into Lis' cunt and smiled wide. Oh yes, this one was wet - clearly aroused. The question was whether it was watching or receiving that pleased the young Dane so much.

Lady Carver delivered another three fierce blows to the flanks of the young woman. Lis was forced to swallow her cries. There were murmurs of approval from the audience - some were pleased by the cruelty and others were impressed by Lis' performance. 

"Rose was quite right about you," said Lady Carver as she ran a wet finger down Lis' spine. "I hope you can really take a beating for me." Lis wanted to respond but she was too overcome. Her flesh hurt and she was a little unnerved at being flogged like that. 

The Lady Carver knew exactly how to use a crop for maximum effect. Lis was grateful for the tight binds on her wrists and ankles. Each savage blow threatened to lift her right off the padded horse. The sound was beautiful and the searing pain precious. Each strike of the crop was a reward. Lis didn't want to move¬ and she didn't want the beating to stop. Lis had dreamed of this - being beaten for someone else's sexual pleasure. Yes it excited her as well but she'd seen her mother whipped during sex and she was desperate that this should be her fate also.

Another volley of blows was unleashed, working left and right and bruising her arse cheeks stretched tight over the horse. Several of them landed across the base of the plug buried in her arse and Lis felt the power of the flogging inside her body as well. Lady Carver paused briefly and someone else shoved two fingers into the dripping cunt. Lis could only hope they'd stay there long enough to allow her the ultimate relief. Behind her, the Lady was surveying her work with satisfaction. This young bitch had some talent, it was clear. Already those pale arse cheeks were coloured red, bright stripes running in all directions. It looked like she'd bruise nicely as well.

Lady Carver let swing some more, each harsh crack of the crop forcing Lis to strain against her bonds. Her face was twisted into a grimace and each blow of the crop drove a grunt of anguish from her throat. There was no question she was sexually aroused from the beating. It hurt so much and still Lisbeth hoped for more.

Across the room Kate was being taken down from the wooden frame. She was exhausted and her face stained with tears. The white slave still did not really understand why she endured such agony for her black mistress. For now she was simply relieved the beating was over for another night. Three fit looking men had hold of her and were leading her away. They'd use Amy's room upstairs and the men would show as little mercy as Kate had received during her terrible beating. They would fuck her aching body, using her in turn until each of them was sated and they'd shot their loads into her.

Grace was going through her own ordeal. Cock number four had been inserted into her backdoor and this one felt bigger and harder. Four dominant and powerful men had fucked her now - what a treat that was! She was thrilled at having their thick, hard rods invade her orifice, filling her with meat and male passion.

Sexual service was her most fervent dream but this man demanded a lot. He was used to taking liberties with submissive women and he was pounding hard and deep into her once virginal anus. The burning had subsided briefly but the constant abuse was more than Grace was used to.

Downstairs the party was back into full swing. A few guests kept their eye on the big screen, wondering if they might move upstairs for a turn in that young butt. David had had his attention taken by some renewed fucking in the corner. An older woman with huge tits was draped over one of the comfy lounges. A tall black man was slowly fucking her from behind, letting her feel every inch of his rock-hard cock. When he saw David, the black guy grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. Her mouth fell open in the most inviting way. 

"Don't wait my man," said the black guy to David. He pulled his cock out once more, still hard, and slipped it past the lips of the older woman. She seemed hardly to notice, apparently enraptured by the skill of the black man in her cunt. David started to thrust his hips - he'd held off cumming until now but had decided that, since she was being offered to him, he'd pour his load down the throat of the older, buxom slut.

On the giant bed Grace was losing count of which number cock was being inserted into her arsehole. Thrust after thrust had shoved their hard meat deep into her bowels and all she could do was take it. There was extra wetness on her thighs now and Grace rightly guessed one of the men had shot his load into her bowels. It was a degrading, filthy thought and the extra lubrication hardly seemed to help her poor young rectum. Despite all her training, she'd never taken abuse in her rear-end for so long or so hard. But others were waiting their turn and Grace just had to accept that she had no say in who fucked her bottom. 

In the dungeon, Lady Carver gave four more fearsome blows to Lisbeth's arse with her long, heavy riding crop. The novice cried out her pain at each blow. Someone reached between her legs and felt the hardened clitoris, rubbed it gently as if to torment her. Lis didn't care about cumming or about pain. She only wanted to give herself to the wonderful Lady Carver. Her arse seared with pain as the Lady administered another round of lashes. She cried out loudly and stretched against her tight binds. She knew she was pleasing Lady Carver with her stamina and now the fingers stroking in her cunt seemed more like a reward for an eager pupil.

The other newbie, Jelena, had finally taken enough cock for the time being. Watching closely over her patient, Doctor Robyn recognised the signs and stepped in before another man could thrust his shaft into the pretty patient. She stroked Jelena's hair as the newly-crowned slut panted and relaxed in the glow of so much sexual exertion. The therapy had progressed just as well as Robyn had expected. There'd be a de-brief in her office the next week - for now the doctor was satisfied to let Jelena feel the throbbing in her well-used cunt. 

That left two more men with their cocks to be taken care of. The perky redhead, no longer concerned for Grace, motioned them over as she got on the floor in a corner of the bedroom. She had done her duty by her hosts and now was focused on having some of her own filthy sex-play. On all fours, she offered herself for a spit-roast. The guys needed no further invitation, preparing to fill the horny wife with their rock-hard cocks.

For Grace, however, the ordeal was not over. The line of men behind her had not been exhausted and her poor little anus was still required. The student could hardly believe how many men wanted her, how many glorious cocks she was being permitted to serve. Her chute felt like it was on fire and her body ached. She knew about safewords - but Mistress Rose had instructed her to serve fully, so that offered no way out. Grace loved cocks and she would take them all deep into her arse. The fear they might damage her was pushed away for later.

In the dungeon downstairs, Lisbeth had just finished cumming from the fingering of her cunt. The last half-dozen lashes of the riding crop had helped propel her over the edge. She had never quite cum like that. Her arse cheeks were covered in red welts and she would bruise nicely the next day. Her face was a mask of pain. Yet she could not have been happier. How was it, she wondered, that the Lady Carver knew she could be pushed so far?

"Lets play a little more shall we?" the older woman whispered to her. "Rose told me you are exceptional. I am sure an 'honour' student like you can give me a little more." Lis didn't see the Lady reach for a long, thin cane and that was for the best. But the pupil was beyond being frightened. She had never felt so incredibly alive and so aroused. If only someone would touch her cunt some more she knew she'd cum again for the audience.

Lady Carver swung with cane with a wide arc of her arm. The length of the wooden weapon lashed straight across the abused butt cheeks of that night's party-helper. Lis screamed out as the evil cane cut into her flesh. "Please, please..." she muttered, not knowing why.

"I don't care if you want more or you want less," said the Lady. "You'll take what I give you just like Rose told you." The host swung again, another scream and another bright red welt appearing on Lisbeth's white arse. The student felt like the cane was going to split her skin. That was not why she'd cried out - Lis had long wanted to feel pain like this, stripped naked and abused for the sexual pleasure of others. Still, the savage beating did make her a little afraid. What if it was too much for her to endure? What if she failed Lady Carver?

There was another slash of the cane. Lady Carver was taking her time, admiring her work and the stamina of the young novice. She was smiling, no more so than when another of the guests slipped two fingers back into Lisbeth's melting cunt. More fingering would distract the novice and allow the Lady to administer a full measure. 

"She really it June," reported the owner of the fingers to the Lady. The student's cunt was gushing - a combination of depraved submission and the effect of the heavy punishment. 

Two more slashes followed. Lis could not believe how cruel Lady Carver could be. The host was determined to push the novice to her limits. How had her mother endured such beatings? Lis was desperate for another orgasm and eager to take still more from the Lady. After, all she'd been allowed to cum once already so long as she was taking the cane across her arse.

The two fingers in her cunt thrust hard and deep just as the Lady delivered three quick, savage blows to Lis' poor white thighs. The pain was fearful but the orgasm was pure ecstasy and Lis screamed all the harder.

"I'd stick my cock in that mouth," said a man nearby, "but I'm afraid she doesn't have good control of her jaw."

"She's still wearing someone's load," said another. Lisbeth's tears had not totally washed away the facial she'd received from the thin man. Of course she wore the crusty film proudly, as any Hanson House student would. But those comments had given Lady Carver another idea. She signalled to two of her female friends in the dungeon. With a wicked grin, one of them began to release the sobbing, aching student from the horse.

Upstairs, Amy had finally stepped in to rescue young Grace. Other men waited their turn but Amy, well-trained herself, knew when to call a halt. Grace had taken at least ten men in her once virgin arsehole. The face of the newbie wore the shocked looked so common to the "party helpers". There could be a fine line between service and rape - Grace had long ago given consent, as they all did when entering Hanson House, but the reality could still be tough for even the most willing student. It would not do to send the novice back to Hanson House with real damage done to her. Amy knew that Grace's tunnel would be burning because she'd had a similar experience herself. Not that Grace had complained. They'd hurt her, as she'd feared, and yet she took great satisfaction from having done her duty. 

Just as important, more than one man had shot his load into that tender hole. It was leaking now and Grace stunk of her own filth mixed with cum. The Carvers' were accustomed to cleanliness so the oozing mess from Grace's bottom was enough for Amy to show Grace some mercy.

Gingerly, she lifted Grace to her feet and guided her down the hall to her own bedroom. She would give the novice a chance to rest and to shower before the car came to take her back to the campus. It was likely Grace would find it difficult to sit for the next couple of days. Amy knew what to do about that - an ice dildo was in the freezer downstairs. Grace was raw and aching in her butthole. She would hate the new intrusion into her sphincters but Amy understood the relief her new friend would feel the next day if her tortured passage was cooled and moistened.

Throughout the house now, most of the sex play was coming to an end. Upstairs, the woman with the mousey brown hair had finished being screwed by Lord Carver. At first she'd been amazed at the close-up look she got of his huge cock. Licking and sucking him had made her hot and the urging of her husband convinced her to try him in her cunt. Then, when Lord Carver had started to fuck her, she'd realised her prize was not so easy to collect. 

"Oh my god, oh my god", was all she could say as her cunt was stretched beyond belief. Her host could not fit even half of his cock inside her, though Amy and her husband kept their promise and held her hands as she moaned and groaned through the assault from the horse cock.

After a long time of fucking the smaller woman, Lord Carver had decided to flip her over into doggy position, He wanted to get more grip, holding firmly at her hips to be able to force more of his length into that tiny cunt. The little wife looked at the husband, her body filled as never before, and had time only to gasp "oh honey, I'm glad you're not this big".

Finally Lord Carver decided he'd given enough punishment to this willing victim. He withdrew from her cunt and the little mousey woman moaned with relief, wondering if her cunt would return to its normal size so she'd feel her husband in there. Only one more thing was required of the prize-winner - for that was what she was. Amy knew what was coming and pushed her onto her knees by the bed. There, smiling broadly as any contest winner should, the little wife knelt in honour of Lord Carver's cock as he stroked his length, spewing a full load of ball juice over her pretty face and even her curly hair. The husband applauded then ¬- a Lord Carver facial for his wife seemed like the ultimate door prize.

Back downstairs, Lisbeth had been released but Lady Carver was not done with her. Roughly, Lis was dragged by the Lady outside by the pool. It was fenced and the night was too chilly for swimming. In her new position, most of the guests in the main room could see her as the Lady ordered that her cuffs be tied to the fence. It left Lis face-up and her body aching from the welts and bruises she'd suffered in her beating.

"Lets wash her off now," said Lady Carver with an evil tone in her voice. The Lady never wore underwear to her parties. She hiked her skirt up and positioned herself over Lis, one leg either side. Lis, still panting from her orgasms, could almost guess what was to be done to her but she didn't dare assume. The Lady Carver was holding her cunt open, aiming right at Lis' face now and the novice could do nothing but wait. It took only a few seconds.

The strong, hot flow of piss flew out of Lady Carver's cunt and splashed over Lis, her body and her face. There were screams of delight from the others as the Lady's piss splashed onto Lis's face and her tits and made her hair wet. The smelly stream was aimed at her face mostly and it did, indeed, have the effect of washing away the remainder of the crusted semen that had dried on Lis' face and hair. Not that Lady Carver was too interested - for her the idea was to degrade the young novice by leaving her in a pool of urine, which she managed to do. The Lady chuckled aloud as she allowed the last of the contents of her bladder to empty all over the novice. She was game, this one, and Lady Carver always enjoyed abusing a young, willing submissive. She was barely done pissing over Lisbeth when two other women begged for a chance to do the same.

It was humiliating and degrading for Lis, who'd not yet had her special "piss play" classes. Though she was not bothered one little bit - Hanson House had made sure the young Dane was ready and willing to serve in any way required. As the second woman unleashed her piss stream over Lis, the novice smiled up at Lady Carver, catching her eye and seeing the same excitement and satisfaction that she was feeling herself.

The heat of their golden streams was noticeable in the cool air of the evening. It felt good for Lis, soothing and warming. The third woman took longer, perhaps struck by stage fright. But she, too, held her flaps wide open as she let her hot piss gush out over the prone novice. The third woman shrieked her amazement as she pissed on another person for the first time. How wonderful it was to have these "Hanson helpers" at the Carvers' parties. Then they left Lis there, soaked and stinking, wrists tied to the pool fence, as they returned inside to boast about their filthy play. 

While Lis lay out there, beginning to shiver, the party slowly began to wind up. The night of debauched sex had been as wild as ever but eventually had to come to an end. Some of the guests were leaving already, well satisfied and properly fucked. Others chose to shower before heading into the night. Two men opted to use the small shack next to the pool. That meant they had to walk past Lis and both of them stopped to pull out their cocks. Lis thought both cocks looked rather nice. She thought that even as they each took the opportunity to relieve themselves on her. To her surprise, even after the thrill of the sex play had receded, Lisbeth enjoyed the golden warmth of their piss. Being pissed on by two men was, for Lis, almost as big a highlight as the beating she'd received. 

Soon after Amy arrived to untie Lis and take her upstairs to her bedroom. She was relieved to be re-united with Grace, although her friend still looked a little shocked at the events of the evening. The arse-fucking had been more intense and brutal than the beating it seemed. 

Amy allowed the two pupils to shower and gave them robes to wear home. A car from Hanson House would arrive a little later to return them both to the campus. There was no question of them wearing home the items they'd worn to the party. Their stockings and suspenders were ruined - torn and covered in semen and piss. 

The Carvers seemed to have disappeared which was disappointing for the "Hanson helpers". They'd both given their absolute best to their hosts and the other partygoers. Amy knew better - seeing off the "helpers" was part of her role. The Carvers would be in their own bedroom relieving some of their fun from the evening's play. 




Hanson House Ch. 18



Finally, in the small hours, Amy put both the pupils into the same car that had delivered them and the driver set course for Hanson Hose. Amy's final task would be to write a report for the Carvers which would then be passed to Mistress Rose. The Board was always eager for formal feedback in order to be convinced that sending students to these parties was a useful part of their training. The pupils would have their own de-brief with the Principal. Happily for them, both had performed at a high standard and had, indeed, given the guests everything demanded of them. Grace would struggle to sit down for a few days but all the same she went home thrilled and proud to be a submissive who could give such sexual service.