3 comments/ 78787 views/ 4 favorites Apprenticeship Program By: MsVixen416 Alise stared at the empty glass as she set it back down on the table. She really needed a break to get this job. She had reached a place of desperation. One more drink before she had the courage to do what she had to do. She stopped at a sex shop on the way and purchased thigh high hose, and one of those stereotypical secretary outfits, with the ultra short, tight skirt and the tight white blouse. She put it on the dressing room and looked, well, the store owner said she looked amazing. She wore no bra or panties, and the tops of the hose were just below the hemline of the skirt. She looked like a slut, for sure, which is pretty much what she felt like. The skirt fit her like a stretch glove, as did the tight white blouse which opened all the way to her navel in a deep V-neck, accentuating her full breasts. She drove to the home of Dr. Chad Jenkins, a noted Psychologist and author, slid a breath mint into her mouth, and determined to go through with her plan. It would mean not only more money, but as personal assistant to the noted reasearch psychologist, her benefits would be incredible. She pushed the doorbell, and Dr. Jenkins answered. "Well, hello Alise. Thank you for meeting me here. I know it probably seems a bit unusual, but, well, I want to discuss a vital promotion for you that will require additional skills, education, and above all discretion." Alise entered and strutted by Dr. Jenkins, who did not try to hide his appreciation of her body, her scent, and her feminine grace. She could feel his eyes on her and was surprised at how it made her feel. "You look exceptionally nice this evening, Alise. Is this a new outfit? I don't recall seeing it at the office." "Ah, yes, Sir. It is new. I'm glad you like it. I confess I bought it with you in mind." "Me? Really? Well that's very interesting, dear. Very interesting indeed. That brings me to this new position. As you know, I have been interviewing for a personal assistant without much success." Dr. Jenkins stood directly in front of Alise, paused in his speech, and examined her with his eyes head to toe. He walked to the kitchen table and sat in one of the chairs. "Now, please fetch us both a cup of coffee. I take one sugar only. You may fix yours as you please." She did as requested. She felt quite awkward walking around in her boss' home dressed this way, but was more and more determined to see it through. Shortly, she set the cups of coffee on the table and took a seat opposite him. "Yes, thank you, dear." She took a few sips. She found it terribly difficult to concentrate on his words, because she was distracted by her own body. Alise was middle-aged, and she was of average height with lovely hair and face, heavy, plump breasts, and a soft belly, muscular legs and strong arms. "I understand your need, Alise, perhaps better than you know. I believe that I can help you and develop your natural talents, but first, I must assess your abilities and training. Tell me, please, is your vagina wet?" "Um, yes, Sir, I believe it is," she said, "quite. Why do you ask, Sir?" She smiled as she sought to regain control of the conversation. She leaned seductively over the table, her breasts all but popping free of the thin, white fabric that tried in vain to hide her aroused nipples. "Alise, with all the new fangled political correctness and so on, it has been exceptionally hard to find a personal assistant to meet all of my personal needs. Your application caught my attention and the initial interview, I thought, went fairly well as far as it went." He continued his speech, and Alise stirred in her seat. She knew what she had to do, what she wanted to do, what she needed to do, but how could she? Did she dare just get up while he was talking? Her face flushed deeper and deeper and her heartbeat increased. She could see his mouth moving but her mind was no longer on his words. "Sir," she interrupted, "Please go ahead and talk." She stood and gracefully knelt between his legs, turning his hips toward her. "You look so tense, Sir. Please, allow me to relieve a bit of our stress." Skillfully, she undid his slacks and before he knew what was happening, her mouth surrounded his flaccid dick. Surprised, he patted her head, and leaned back to enjoy her intentions. "You see, Alise! You anticipated my request. Mmmmm and that is quite a grip you have! Yes, wonderful!" Alise's heat fired hotter and hotter as she sucked Dr. Jenkin's cock deep into her throat. He filled her wonderfully as he thickened. His hips adjusted, lifting so she could caress his balls as her mouth served him. It wasn't too long before she sensed his final approach. "How would you care to release, Sir?" She asked, and quickly sucked him down her throat again. Without further conversation, he shot his hot milk into her throat with several groans of satisfaction and she eagerly drank, making delicious sounding purrs as she finished her service. She licked him clean, recovered his boxers, but left him to re-zip as she slid back into her seat. She absently licked her lips and waited for him to continue. He rambled on about the many applicants he had interviewed and their short-comings. Alise tried to listen. She tried very hard, but his voice was so monotone. She was pretty sure he enjoyed her initial service, but alas, it left her wanting more. Dr. Jenkins, though somewhat nerdy, was a powerfully built man of well over 6 ft. He had been a football and wrestling star in college and had maintained his body well to his current mid-40's. Married and divorced long ago, he was not particularly known as a ladies' man, but Alise, sitting across from him like this, found him terribly exciting. It occurred to her there was music playing softly, and her body began to respond to it. "Sir,that's all very interesting," she interrupted, "but as interested in what you're saying as I am, any chance we can just get better acquainted before any final decisions are made? Turn up the music and let's dance." He laughed out loud as she stood, took his hand, and pulled him up to her. He looked into her face, into her lovely green eyes, and his hands cupped her scented breasts. "Yes, Sir! That's the way! Would you like to see my breasts, Sir? Why don't you unbutton my blouse, Sir?" "Well, if there was any doubt, my dear, I think yo'll be perfect for the position." He laughed as he slowly unbuttoned and removed her blouse to reveal her perfect set of D-sized breasts complete with hard raspberry red nipples. One hand grabbed a breast, hard, while the other sought something further south, between her parted, firm thighs. "You're right, dear, you're quite wet indeed. Mmmm and what a lovely ripe cherry you have down here." He pressed her clitoris and then pinched it hard. She jumped. "Ah, you like that, hmm?" Suddenly, he stopped and took a step back from her. He looked her up and down a few times, turned her once, and then disappeared into his office. He returned with a contract in hand for her to sign. She did, and he returned to his office. She heard him talking in the other room and walked to the door. He was on the phone. She stood there her luscious breasts exposed, and felt naked even though her tight, stretch skirt covered her bum, sort of. She felt a moment of panic. "What had she signed? Who was he talking to?" Her mind wondered after those harassing fears. He hung up the phone, walked to the front of his desk and motioned for her to approach. "Alise, one thing you must learn, my dear. Never, ever sign a legal document without reading it. Do you know what you signed, my dear?" "A contract for my new position, Sir, ... yes?" She queried. "Well, yes, Alise, it is, but I'm not sure we have the same "position" in mind." He laughed and cupped her beautiful breasts as if weighing them. "Remove your skirt, please." He commanded after a few moments. One of his hands was back between her legs, parting her luscious nether lips and making her squirm as her natural fire clashed with intellectual messages. After again pinching her swollen clitoris, he removed his hand. She hesitantly slid her skirt down over her full, round hips and let it drop to the floor. His hand was quickly plying her as he studied the war of expressions on her face. The doorbell rang, and Alise started. "Be still, girl," he said and walked to the door. She heard men's voices before she saw their eager faces. It was Dr. Fred Ackerman and Dr. Richard Sams, research associates of Dr. Jenkins. They walked in, shook hands, and then approached their unwitting hire who stood naked but for her thigh high hose and heels. "Yes, yes! She'll do nicely. What spectacular nipples she has, Fred, did you notice?" "Yes, of course! Does she know what she has agreed to yet, Chad?" Laughing, "not exactly, but she's an eager one." "I can see that!" Dr. Sams replied. "It's just not accurate information when they aren't into it. Mustering a moment of courage, Alise stepped back. "Eager for what? Hold on. Sucking a bit o cock for a raise is nothing new." "Yes, but darling, you are naked, and, I'm delighted to say, here for much more than a 'bit o cock'." Suddenly she felt caged. She looked for her clothes and remembered they were right by the door. She doubted that she could bolt, though, and get past all three of them, so she made a command decision. She turned, leaned forward teasingly and started to dance seductively. "You see, she is quite eager!" Chad said. The men laughed and made no move to her but rather chatted quietly as she continued. "OK, well, I'm out of here," she said and started for the door. Dr. Jenkins grabbed her arm, "I'm sorry, dear, but I can't let you do that." As he spoke, the other two men gathered around her. Her hands were held behind her and she felt cuffs slipped onto her wrists. "You see, dear, you have consented to "in depth sexual experimentation and research for a period of one year." I won't bore you with the legal details, but suffice it to say, you are now our guinea pig for which you will, naturally, be reasonably compensated." With that, she did try to bolt, but the men grabbed her roughly. "Now then, let's get her into the examination room," Dr. Jenkins said to the other men. Dr. Jenkins stuffed some gauze into her mouth to silence her complaints. Together they carried their struggling specimen into the traditional exam room, complete with examination table and stirrups. They placed her on the table and taped her feet securely into the stirrups. They released her hands from the handcuffs briefly, only to secure them over her head, stretching her out horizontally on the table. "Oh yes! Richard, get the video tape started and we can begin. She is perfect, isn't she?" Richard fumbled with the tripods in the opposing corners and started the cameras. "You're going to be famous, Alise, although perhaps we should give her a "stage name, hmm?" "Well, I think "slut" is fitting. Any other ideas?" Chad said. They laughed and talked over her bound, naked body, noting it's responses, fragrances, wetness in spite of her stifled vocal protests. They pulled her body down so that her bottom was flush with the edge of the table, opening her lovely feminine box fully. Dr. Ackerman introduced as "spreader bar" that measured 24" and placed it just above her knees by strapping it around her thighs. This forced her knees apart and kept them open in spite of her most valient efforts. "OK, did you call that Brazilian Waxman, Richard?" Fred asked. "We really should have had this better organized, but then, who would have supposed we'd find a specimen so suitable so quickly?" "Oh yes, he was quite happy to cooperate with our study in any way requested, and He should be her before 5. That's 15 minutes! Excellent. It will be worth his while!" Richard said. Alise struggled actively, the gag pushed well into her mouth, her lovely naked body glistening helplessly on the exam table. "Let's get her attention." Dr. Jenkins said as he turned to the dresser. He returned with a nice little multi-speed vibrator which he deftly inserted between her pink, lips. He flipped the speed to high. Should we blindfold her?" He asked as he tweaked her nipples. "No, let her see what is happening," Fred replied. "Later, we can try it with her blindfolded and compare the results. So many variables to test. So this first test is how quickly she will climax in an unfavorable situation. Clock is ticking." "Come on, girl. Show us exactly how hot you are!" Dr. Sams cheered. Dr. Jenkins held up a stop watch as the men joked and cheered. "See, her hips are already bucking." He pinched her nipples. "There, there, slut. Come for us. Come on. You can do it. We have confidence in your abilities! Quickly, before the "Groomer" arrives." "Yes! There she goes. How beautiful! Look at her buck! Look at the muscles in her thighs!" Chad gently squeezed her thigh. "Mmmm, you guys mind if I taste her?" Chad asked playfully. "Help yourself. She's technically your property." Richard answered. "Indeed!" He dipped two fingers into her thick cream as it oozed past the vibrator. "Mmmm delicious! Go ahead, guys. It's very nice! Taste and see!" Of course, being scientists, they each had to make their own test and record their own results. Each had his own method, his own practice and each was more than satisfied that her cream was pleasant. Chad continued. "By the way, slut, you came in 2 minutes and 13 seconds ... and that was against your will. That's not too bad. I'm sure we will run this test several times over the course of the year and figure an average for this an several other issues. Oh, and you might as well resign yourself to what awaits you this year. There is no escape, and there is no recourse. We will feed and water you, have you examined medically on a monthly basis - We certainly don't want to harm you. We will at some point, take you out of doors and will often bring in others to run various tests and experiments on you as well." Fred began, "We believe women are natural sluts, and it is only cultural attitudes that restrain, and therefore frustrate, the natural inclination of women. Again, at some point, we will ask for your opinion, but not yet. Very rarely will you dress, and very often any number of men, only men, will observe and have the freedom to do as they wish with you under our supervision. I believe, my dear, that you may even come to enjoy your time here." Fred absently stirred her vaginal juices with the vibrator and turned it to low as he spoke to her. A knock on the door, and Richard answered it. He showed Mr. Brazilian-Waxman into the exam room. The men all introduced themselves and shook hands and finally introduced Alise, the apprentice slut. He nodded and smiled at her. He stroked her bottom knowingly. "Already so hot," he commented in his broken English. "Mmmm yes, very nice. I will make it nicer!" He commented and proceeded to make preparations. As soon as the wax was hot, he slathered it liberally between her legs. The men visited while the wax did it's job. Skillfully, strip by strip, the wax was ripped from her as she writhed in erotic pain. The thick fur disappeared and left her as smooth as a baby, her swollen clitoris begging for attention in spite of the pain. The researchers paid Mr. Brazilian Waxman handsomely, they chatted for some time before he made his exit. "You see, pain and pleasure, though not precisely synonymous, are indeed related." Chad went on talking about the relationship of pain and pleasure as he removed the spreader bar and vibrator and replaced it with his own massive cock. Without any further discussion, he pushed it into her ripe opening, and she arched against his invasion. Within seconds, however, her body was moving in rhythm with his thrusts as best she could while bound. Her knees held him tightly as he fucked her well, fired his manly milk into her, then disappeared into the attached bathroom. "Anyone else?" He chuckled. "Sure," Fred said, "Why not? Might as well break her in right, hmmm?" He promptly unzipped and followed the example of his peer. His dick was quite thick, and she groaned as he pushed into her. "Oh yes, excellent muscle tone. She squeezes really tight!" He thrust powerfully into her opening, making note of the drippings that belied her hidden pleasure. He, too, filled her with his hot seed within minutes, and retreated to the bathroom. "Oh, I might as well do her too. Kind of an initiation," Richard said as he revealed his manly hardness. "How's this one, slut?" He teased her playfully, pressing first against her anus, then he speared her roughly, her hips rising to meet his joust. "You see, she just gets hotter with each man, each penis, in spite of the pain and the raw skin. Good thing the camera is on. Let's see how many times she can take us. Who will give out first, her or us?" They laughed, but concluded that exercise should be saved for another time. "Chad, let's order pizza." "Good thinking, Richard. Go ahead. If the delivery guy has time, he can have some too. She ought to get accustomed to being used by strangers." Fred suggested, pointing to Alise. The researchers ran a few simple tests on the size of her nipples and how quickly they responded to various stimuli and documented their findings. "Well, then. I think she has been sufficiently indoctrinated to our research for day 1. Are you in agreement?" They all agreed. "It will be fun having our very own sex toy for a whole year, but we must take very good care of her so she reaps some sense of fulfilment from it also. The men stood around her as she lay stretched out between them on the examination table. Chad re-inserted the vibrator and turned it to medium. Her eyes initially plead for mercy, but soon, again, her body squirmed and wiggled, tensed and relaxed against the mock penis. "Oh yes, well done, slut! Well done, indeed! I think this may well become a sort of end of evening ritual since it seems to please you." "Very well. You may sleep now. We will return at random times to continue the tests. Would you like a blindfold?" She shook her head and renewed her struggle against her bounds to no avail. "Good night, slut!" Dr. Jenkins said. The three researchers left the examination room and retired to the livingroom. Alise recovered slowly on the table feeling somewhat raw from the waxing and use. She couldn't quite assess her feelings and assumed it would take some time to figure it out. The men sipped brandy and talked of the psychological aspects of sexual stimulation and satisfaction. So, let's doublecheck our timeline and finalize the experiments we will begin in a couple hours. Again, they chuckled knowing she thought she might be permitted to sleep. "Yes, at 2 am, we'll insert the remote eggs into both her vagina and anus. Make sure to set the timer to jump to high every 30 minutes for 3 minutes, then resume a medium speed. By morning, she should be on fire!" They laughed. "That's exactly what we want, though. Remember, she will be teased all night and all day tomorrow. We want to see how long ber fore she begs for use. Shall we make bets?" "I think we should open it up to others, but which group first?" "Well," Chad said, "When we bring in groups, we will have to cover her face. It's the humane thing to do." "So, prisoners or students?" "Oh my, too soon for prisoners, I think," Chad said, "But the male students that we auditioned will be a good start. Send for a dozen or so or them to be here at 8 am the following morning. She will be teased and tormented for 36 hours before these students arrive. This should guarantee a good time for them and positive input for us." "Perfect, Chad!" Fred said. Apprenticeship Program Ch. 02 "You know, Chad, we should really start a pay website here and allow subscribers and so forth. This could be a money maker as well as a research project." "That's not a bad idea. Go ahead. Do you know someone we can trust to do the leg work?" "Sure, Tom. You know the guy in the computer tech dept at CSAC?" "OK, yeah, He should be OK with this. Give him a call and I'll get the attorney to draw up a contract." Dr. Chad Jenkins and Dr Fred Acherman sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee and waited for their third partner, Dr. Richard Sams. This part of the research center was built onto the back of Dr. Jenkin's home, although they also had a psychological research wing at one of the local universities. Each fo these men had done extensive research on other projects, but this was their first joint adventure. Loosely, it was a study on human sexuality, but more specifically, it concerned unwilling sexual response. Chad had lured an unsuspecting participant who was now restrained in the medical examination room. "Have you checked on our guest?" Laughing, "No, not yet. I thought I'd let her sleep a little, if she can with that vibrator buzzing inside of her. Did you send out the emails for male volunteers to report this morning?" "Yes! I said 9 am," he said as he looked at his watch. "Perfect! They should be here shortly then. Let's go wake her up! Rich can jump in when he arrives." They got up and walked around the corner and down the hall to the examination room, walked in and turned on the bright exam light above the table. Alise was bound with her arms stretched out over her head and her feet were taped into the stirrups of the exam table. The base of the vibrator was just visible as it continued to buzz inside of her. "Good morning girl. I hope you slept well. We have some fun things in store for Day 1 of our research, but I'm going to keep that all a surprise. What we're going to do right now is feed you an apple and some water." He turned the vibrator to high, and began to feed her an apple. She licked her lips between bites. "You know, you look even more delicious than this apple, my little slut. Fred, why don't you sponge her down when I finish feeding her so she's ready for her guests. Make sure she enjoys it." Dr Sams appeared at the door of the exam room. "There's a crowd starting to gather out there. Probably 8 - 10 guys out there already. How many did you invite?" "I sent out a dozen emails. It is by invite only, this time," Fred replied. "This activity will be more or less an initiation for the day's activities." Chad smiled as he fed her the last bit of apple. Don't forget her backside, Fred." Chad removed the vibrator and placed a bedpan under her bottom and told her to go. She obeyed, and he allowed Fred to clean her as he disposed of the pan's contents. She attempted to remain very still as Fred sponged her clean, and he paid close attention to her clitoris, even using several fingers to check her vagina before he finished. They released her arms and feet momentarily, and allowed Alise to stand and stretch her legs a little. She felt stiff and angry, and started punching Chad before Richard and Fred grabbed her arms and restrained her. "Ah now girl, what did you have to do that for?" He smacked her face with the back of his hand. "You guys are going to jail for this, ya know?" she cried. "Not today! Darling, you have got to get this through your head. You are here until we release you. No one misses you. No one will come looking here, even if they do miss you. No one can hear your screams. And, the doors are all coded. You cannot escape. You can, however, be sweet and play along and perhaps win our favor!" Chad laughed. Alise now stood with her hands and elbows taped tightly behind her lifting her lovely breasts perfectly. They also slid a blindfold over her face before leading her to another room in Dr. Jenkins home. It was a small room of bright colors on the lower walls. One way glass also covered all four walls from waist high to ceiling. There was nothing in the room but a height adjustable, leather cushioned stool. It measured 2 ft by 2 ft, and was currently set at just over 3 ft high. It was upon this stool they placed the bound Alise. They tied her ankles and wrists to the legs of the stool, her head and shoulders hanging over the side, exposing her lusciously bare pubic lips. Chad stroked her, and she attempted to spit at him. Cameras were positioned overhead as well as every corner. Outside the room, a group of young, male volunteers, were given their instructions. "Inside this room is a naked, bound, and blindfolded, shapely female who wishes to be thoroughly taken advantage of. She may struggle some, but she wants your cock inside of her as roughly or as gently as you prefer. One at a time or two ... however you guys want to use her. In other words, guys, just fuck her! Each of you! No spectators in here! Condoms are available, if you wish and so is medical treatment, if necessary. That is in the contract. Any questions?" "Yeah, what about our cum? Any problems?" "Oh no. Inside of her or on her body someplace. Even her face is OK." "Now, one last question." Rich interrupted. "Do you guys want to go in as a group or one by one?" They looked at each other, and nodded in agreement. "Together! We can encourage each other that way!" One 19 yr old male shouted. The others laughed. "OK, group it is!" Chad wrote names down on his clipboard as they entered the playroom for liability purposes. The three researchers watched as the males entered the room and positioned themselves around the stool with its helpless prey already captured and displayed in the center of the room. Alise heard the male voices and tried to cover herself with her legs to no avail. She squirmed restlessly which only inspired a few of the guys to chuckle. She responded to the shuffling around the room. Finally, a brave young stud touched her tit and stroked her soft, pink skin. Another petted her bare pussy. She squealed and spat vile names. The same male, pulled her legs apart and commented on how pretty her naked pussy was. "Mmmmm! Just look at that! Since I'm first, I'm going to eat some of this." He leaned forward and dove in tongue first. Her back naturally arched and her legs pressed against his head. She took it, wiggling helplessly, and groaned against her will. His tongue flicked her clitoris, she tensed and shuddered, and he drank the liquid that came. By this time, his cock was obviously hard. He unzipped and quickly slid it into her wet opening while she cried. A second guy told her to shut up, and stuffed his cock into her mouth. "That ought to keep her quiet!" The others watched intently and a few egged them on. Another guy grabbed her nipples and pulled them. A few additional males had gathered outside the room and watched through the glass, quietly stoking their own cocks. The researchers also watched attentively. They watched their subject, but they also watched the males and the various responses they demonstrated as they lined up to enjoy this treat. One by one, the 12 young men used her two available holes, groped her body, bit her nipples, fingered and teased her ass and generally used her body well. Alise was angry and struggled as best she could, but her body responded not only as expected, but even hotter. She climaxed over and over, sometimes crying out and writhing in her instinctive pleasure. She squirmed vigorously, but all the men, including those who were either rough or quite large, still got off and she climaxed more and more wildly as the morning wore on. When they finished, they were led to a wash area, debriefed, and permitted to leave. Alise was allowed to lie still for an hour. She was not cleaned. Finally, Dr. Jenkins entered the room. "Did you enjoy your morning activity, girl? This was our first live feed, darling! How does that sound?" He walked around her as he spoke. She was still laid out over the stool with her head dangling over the side. He adjusted her hips so they were squared. He walked around to her head, unzipped his slacks, and shoved his thick penis into her mouth. Without hesitation, she took it deeply into her mouth and began to suck it. He fed her mouth for several minutes watching her body heat up again. He shot his seed over her breasts, and walked away. Thirty minutes later, he returned with another apple, cut in slices. He fed her as she laid still bound across the stool, her wrists and ankles still strapped to the legs. "This afternoon, we're going to take some photos of you, dear. We have to have some pics to build up the website. I will tell you that we are also raffling off a chance for one lucky subscriber to have an evening with you under our supervision, of course. You see? You had no idea how famous you were going to be," he laughed, "or how well used, hm? We're going to let you sleep for an hour, then we'll awaken you and go for a ride." He caressed her breasts, then massaged down to her thighs, rubbing skillfully. "Now, sleep. Be back in an hour." He stuffed a gag into her mouth. She slept, but her dreams were bizarre. Out of surrounding darkness, hands ... hundreds of hands grabbing at her, touching her naked body, prodding her, poking her, invading her. She slept restlessly. She awoke to find the three researchers standing around her once again. The researchers entered silently, and the vibrator was re-introduced on high speed. Almost immediately, her body shuddered in climax even before her mind understood what was going on. "Did you get that, Fred?" "Yeah, that was beautiful! So natural!" "Yes," Chad agreed. "And so she will be returned to nature for an afternoon." The men chuckled. They released her from the table, removed her blindfold, gag, and vibrator. They helped her to stand. They even allowed her to brush her hair, use the toilet (although she had to stand to do so), wash her face and hands, and brush her teeth. Film caught every moment. "Great! This clip will be online in an hour. It's enough to wet some appetites, I should think." "We have a nice little research type gown for you to wear on our excursion out of doors this afternoon." Rich held up the sheer white garment. Chad helped it slide over her head. She struggled some, but in vain. It was small, and completely open on both sides. It hung with a deep V-neck to her navel in the front and fell to just above her her knees. "You see? Reminiscent of a Greek slave, yes? Ah beautiful!" Chad confirmed. "It is rather appealing. Makes one want to rip it off and do her right. Can you imagine a street filled with similarly clad lovelies or better yet, nude ones? That's my idea of heaven." Fred laughed. Alise kicked Rich who stood just in front of her. "That wasn't nice, slut!" Rich yelled as he smacked her breasts. "Do you like it rough, darlin?" He smacked her breasts again. "OK, that's enough." Dr. Jenkins said. "Let's get going." They took her out to the fenced back courtyard. There were a few well placed full silver maples around a large concrete patio. This is where they intended to shoot most of her posed pictures for the website. It really was quite lovely. Dr. Acherman wheeled a clothing rack out behind them with a whole array of traditional slutty costumes. "Rich, you want to pick the first outfit?" They laughed. "Sure! I like the idea of her as a pet, so how about just a collar and leash and these nice comfortable shoes!" He held up 6 inch stilettos and they continued their playful mockery. "Ah, but that requires some "discipline" to complete the picture." Fred picked up the collar and leash and hung it over her shoulders and told her to put it on. She refused. Dr. Ackerman asked once more. "Please put your collar on, girl." She stood still. Dr Ackerman reached for a switch from one of the trees and swung at her thighs. She kicked at him. He swung again. "I think she likes that switch, Fred." Chad observed. "Let me try. Hold her for me." He ran the tip of the switch up one arm lightly. He circled one breast then smacked the other one with it. He continued to lightly trace her body's curves downward. He smacked her well-used pussy, then traced down one leg and slowly back up the other leg. He moved in closer. "You know, girl, you cannot convince me you aren't enjoying your vacation here. Your mind may say one thing, but this female body of yours tells me otherwise." He pushed the switch between her legs. "There's a slave fire burning inside of you, slut. It's nothing to be ashamed of. It's pure femininity! If things were as they should be, you would be encouraged to run free and naked all the time, to be taken and used by any and all who could capture you because this is who you are. You know it, and we know it. At some point, you will decide to cooperate with us. Might as well be sooner than later, eh?" He swatted her ass hard, making her jump beautifully. "Yes, I know, girl." He walked around behind her and continued to trace her feminine curves with the switch, but every few seconds he swatted her buttocks, breasts or thighs causing her to buck and cry out into her gag. He pushed the switch against her anus lightly and noted how her body instinctively pushed back. "You see, she wants more. It is an automatic response. Sex for her is not a cognitive process. It is a natural function under specific circumstances, but those circumstances do not have to be favorable." He swatted her breasts leaving blisters on the soft flesh. "Find me something to stuff inside of her ... a nice big dildo!" Rich looked inside and returned with the "king kong" dildo. "There now. Is that better?" Again, he switched her pubic lips. "OK, that's enough for now. Live feed up?" "Oh yeah! It doesn't take long for them to find a new site. Already have a couple thousand subscribers waiting for more pics." "Wonderful! How bout that, slut! Already, just to see the emergence of your natural self. Think of all those men watching you, wishing they could touch you, stroking their cocks. All that wasted cum! How's that dildo feel, girl? Good, hmm?" He wiggled it around some and she groaned. "Now, don't let that "cock" fall out, girl!" Rich fastened the collar around her neck and arranged the leash to hang elegantly between her full breasts. He playfully switched her ass, guiding her around the patio. She was still blindfolded and gagged, but they allowed her feet and arms to be unbound. "That dress looks too fresh, Chad, and covers too much!" "Fine." He grabbed a shoulder of the dress and pulled. "That better?" They laughed as it fell to the ground. "Oh yeah! But she's been a bad girl. I think she needs a real spanking." "How about that, slut? You need a spank?" Chad asked. "Go ahead, Fred. It's you she wants!" "Is that the truth, girl? You want this?" He patted his swollen crotch, then spanked her ass with his hand, slowly and deliberately 5 times. His hand stung, but her ass was a lovely shade of pink. "Now, bend over, slave, and receive your reward." Dr Sams and Dr. Jenkins held her as Dr. Ackerman forced himself into her ass as requested by an online subscriber. She wiggled and struggled against his invasion initially, but soon began to respond to his rhythm, voluntarily bending over more willingly as she felt his delicious penis cum inside of her. "What do you say, girl?" He smacked her ass. "Tell Fred how much you appreciate his cock, dear, after all, you are our little sex slave, aren't you?" He smacked her ass again. She grunted. "Well ... you do have a few things to learn, don't you!" "OK, we have a request for a school teacher. Rich, can you find a nice school teacher outfit?" Chad asked. "No problem. How's this?" He held up a nice red dress. It buttoned up the front. They put it on their captive, using only one button to fasten it shut. She kept the high heels on, and they threw her hair up on her head. They made her put a pencil behind her ear and a notepad in her hand. Chad pumped the dildo in her drenched pussy. "Now, dear, look into the camera and invite your student to a private counseling session. Make sure we see those tits of yours, slut. Put your hand on that dildo and pump it till you cum. Yes! Hot teacher! Teach em! Mmmm ... excellent. Teacher gets an A!" The men applauded. Chad removed the 'king kong' from her pussy. "Shall we try being a student now?" Chad suggested. "A cute little buxom school girl, dressed in the traditional tiny white blouse and plaid mini-skirt, who forgot her panties and needs the principal to explain to the gym teacher why she can't take gym. Of course, they're both horney men with huge cocks, right? Gym teacher pushes you back against Mr Principal's luscious cock which pushes right into your sweet, ripe ass, while his own muscle pumps into your unclad pussy. Now there's a school picture to be proud of! Go out front and ask for two volunteers for the male roles. Shoot, we should let them pay for the chance!" Dr. Sams returns with the needed men. He also has Tom, the website builder, with him. "I thought I'd come out to see the action first hand," Tom said. "I want to get a feel for the uniqueness of this situation." They shook hands and chuckled. "So, Tom, you want to play the Principal, or the Gym teacher?" "Why, the Principal, of course!" He paused. "That's it! Our angle will be ... for a set price, anyone can live out a fantasy with her. The more elaborate or rough the fantasy, the higher the price. Some will want to be active participants, but others may just want to watch or direct a scene. We'll make them submit to a complete physical, first, of course, but ... " To Alise, "Won't that be fun, girl?" She was now dressed in the school girl outfit with her arms cuffed behind her for being disruptive. One of the volunteers from the observation room played the gym teacher, his nicely swollen cock erect as he pushed her back onto Tom's long, thin penis. She squiggles and squirms beautifully as she is pierced in both holes simultaneously. Her shirt was undone so that her breasts hung and bounced as her body was ravaged. Her feet were no longer on the ground, but she was suspended on the cocks of these two men. Her body tensed and rocked with orgasm so perfectly, so elegantly ... beautiful, yet so raw. "Look at her face, Chad!" "Yeah, I see. It's almost time to remove the gag. She's almost begging now." They let the scene play out another 10 minutes. "One more scene tonight. We have slave, teacher and student ... How about nurse for the last one tonight? Remove the gag! Let her scream! No blindfold, let her see who's using her." "Perfect, but we'll need two patients, right?" Fred asked. "At least!" They laughed. "Well, for this time, just two. Rich, go find em, man!" "Got it!" Rich agreed. He left and returned quickly with two willing candidates. Chad explained the upcoming scene to them as Fred and Rich prepared Alise. She wore a tight, white leather dress that zipped in the front, from navel downward about 4 inches. The dress didn't quite cover her ass in length. "Each of you are in an emergency room in side by side beds. Your nurse will be in between you, willing to do anything to alleviate your distress. As it happens, you both have a similar condition ... or at least the same primary symptom - an enlarged penis. So as she bends over to tend one of you more closely, with lots of licking and sucking noises, the other will make efficient use of her hole from behind her. She will be surprised, and perhaps even struggle some, but as she sees the pleasure on your faces, she'll know she has done her job well. You will both cover her with your cum. Got it?" "OK ... make it so!" Chad directed. For 3 hours they dressed and undressed her, created traditional sex scenes on comera with volunteer partners, and spanked, teased and played with her. They dressed her up like their own Barbie doll. They took dozens of pronographic digital pics for their website and the response was beyond their wildest dreams. Apprenticeship Program Ch. 02 "Let's do a bit for the kinky crowd." Chad suggested. "A little bit of bondage and pain, just to confirm that she is here against her will." "Rich, let's bind her spread eagle on the round table in the playroom and test her pain/pleasure threshhold. Put the blindfold back on her, but no gag." They stripped her, took her indoors, and tossed the "king kong" in a pan of sterilizer. The table was on the other side of the large playroom. A large round table that could be maneuvered to various angles. It could also be spun at three speeds. She was bound spread open on this table, her wrists and ankles secured in place, but not so tightly that she couldn't struggle. With the table flat, Chad approached with a burning candle. Skillfully, he dripped the hot wax up one arm, then the other. Slowly he dripped the hot wax directly on one nipple and watched its reaction. He repeated on the other nipple. "Beautiful nipples, slut!" He dripped the hot wax around each breasts and down her belly then held it over her already swollen and sore clitoris. He dripped the hot wax for several minutes directly onto her open pubic box. She squirmed and writhed violently against her bonds, but in vain. He stopped and let the wax cool for a few minutes then peeled it off, first one nipple, then the other, and finally her clit. "Check out her wetness, Fred! See, I told you she'd like it! Now we'll try the clips and maybe she'll get a taste of subspace." He opened another drawer in the cabinet and produced some decorative clips. They were jeweled and beautiful. He applied one to each nipple, and she bucked as the teeth closed around her tender flesh. Then he applied one to her clitoris, and she screamed at the shock of it. Chad tilted the table and slowly began to spin it, the weights on the clips tugged painfully on her nipples and clit. "All dressed up for our online guests! Rich, get me the dildo she had in earlier. It's in the sterilizer pan." The table stopped and Rich retrieved the dildo and inserted it into her ass. Her hips spontaneously lifted. He pumped it a few times, and she ground herself against it apparently oblivious to the pain of her nipples and clit. "I'm going to finish this. Make sure you get her face when I remove the clips." Without any further explanation, he unzipped and produced his own massive penis. The table was now in a full upright position, so he slid his penis into her wet and hungry hole and began to pump. After a few minutes, he released one nipple clip and she bucked against him. "Did you see that, Fred?" "Yes ... beautiful!" Chad continued to enjoy his victim. He released the other clip and again, she bucked hungrily against him. He pumped several more times, pulling all the way out then ramming his hard cock deeply into her. He ripped the clip from her clit just before he shot his cum into her. She trembled and shuddered all over as her body spasmed in mind-bending orgasm. She shot her cum for the first time ever. "Woohoo! Look at that! She shot it!" "Yeah, I got it!" Fred replied. The three researchers sat for some time in front of a wall of computers. "She did alright today, don't you think," Fred asked. "Not bad. She'll have to get more cooperative, though, or we'll have to get rougher. One way or another, for our information to be remotely valid, we'll need her to fight us more convincingly. She's having too much fun." "Well, it's only the first day. She's bound to be sore, so if we continue to build on today, that should do it." Fred said. "Or, we could stimulate her and forbid her to climax?" Rich suggested. "That's an investigation of its own ... one we will get to, I'm sure, at some point. Right now, I'm more interested in how often she can orgasm and how deeply even against her will. That's the major hypothesis we're trying to support. 'Women thrive in the role of natural sex slave.' Now, obviously, we just have one woman here right now, so eventually, we'll need more women, but I want to get some patterns noted. We can then use the website income to buy a larger facility to house 100 women next year. Can you imagine? A hundred naked, beautiful sex slaves walking around all the time, competing for our favor. And compete they will!" He sighed deeply. "But for tonight, she has been a good little slut." The three agreed. They directed the girl to the large tub where they hosed her down, and scrubbed her thoroughly. She was douched and given an enema to clean out her backside. She was then allowed 30 minutes in the hottub to just soak and relax. It was obvious how good that felt. She was lifted out of the hottub, her hands cuffed behind her. She spit at Chad, and he slapped her across her face and across her breasts. "We're pretty much done for tonight, I think, except for recording the data. How would you like her?" Rich asked. They secured her back in the exam room, once again with her arms pulled overhead and her feet taped into the stirrups. "It was a good day, hmm?" Chad ask the other men. "Absolutely. A wonderful start, except that we now have to record our findings for today." Fred stroked her smooth pussy and she squirmed. "In spite of herself!" Chad added, and they chuckled. They started out the door. "Oh, I almost forgot. Can't leave you alone all night." Chad inserted her familiar vibrator, turned it to medium, turned out the light and closed the door. Apprenticeship Program "Agreed!" Richard added. They stood, shook hands and said their good nights.