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P. Phoenix:

He laughed as he lifted one foot and then the other and the two of you see that his trousers won't come off. His shoes need to be removed and then the pants legs pulled off each foot.

"Can you keep sucking and take them off Missy. Let's see how talented you are.
"Go ahead and take them off for me as you continue to lick and suck my cock."
 
Missy

Seeing Phoenix's obvious dilemma, Missy fought an urge to laugh, and broke off her sucking, looking up at her bemused teacher.

"I can't keep a straight face, with your cock in my mouth while I try to get your shoes and pants off," she said frankly, smiling to herself. "Now, be a good boy and help me out here......sit down, you'll be ever so much more comfortable than standing like that."

Phoenix, to her surprise, did not argue but sat down and let her untie his shoes. She decided to make it interesting, and took her time, slowly pulling each shoe and sock off and then each pant leg, running her free hand along his ankle, calf and up each thigh.
He remained silent, a look of some astonishment on his face, and let her continue. She worked her way up his legs, fondling and squeezing and massageing....then arriving at his cock, which was still quite erect, she bent and took it back into her mouth.

I could maybe get to like this, she thought to herself, as she resumed sucking her teacher's shaft as he sat with his hands supporting his body and his legs raised and apart to accomodate her head between them.
 
P. Phoenix:

He watched and enjoyed thinking she was opening up very well and his very enjoyable task teaching her to be a wanton, slacious slut might be easier than he first thought.

When Missy's mouth neared his cock again he leaned back with his ass on the edge of his seat and hooked an leg over each armrest to give her free access to him from ass to cock and waited to see how far she'd go.

In his current position he had to be physically passive as he couldn't reach her, other than stroking her face and hair which he did, but he could verbally encourage her.

"Ohhhh damn yesss. You have a wonderful natural talent for cocksucking sweet Missy. Your mouth feels as good on my cock as I'll bet you're cunt will when you fuck me.
"Keep it up lovely, sexy slut. Lick and suck me all to cock. Don't stop it feels toooo goood."

However, he had no intention of cumming in her mouth. Her cunt would get his first load of cum as she straddled him and watched herself fucking him in the mirror.
 
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Missy

As Missy bent her head to service her instructor's penis, he pushed her head closer to him, twisting her hair in his fingers and moaning under her ministrations. His string of filty language had begun to be more of an amusement to her than anything else. It occured to her that he actually felt in charge of their situation, and she smiled secretly as she continued sucking and licking at him.

Watching herself in the mirror with her head so close to a man's ass, his penis moving in and out of her mouth, she realized something was missing......her pussy throbbed and ached with arousal, yet Phoenix seemed to think this act was all about him.
Missy broke away from him, and cleared her throat quite loudly, and he turned from his reflection in the mirror to look at her in surprise.

"I cam here to learn how to let myself enjoy sex, Mr. Phoenix whatever your name is, " she said with some aggravation evident in her voise, "and as I am the paying customer for your services, I think you'd better slide your ass off that chair and onto the floor so I can get a piece of what I came for!"

With that she sat back on her haunches, waiting for his reaction.
Phoenix seemed dumbstruck, speechless at first.
 
P. Phoenix:

He chuckled as he complied. He slid to the floor and pushed his legs between hers as she squatted in front of him as he leaned back against the chair.

"Fine Missy. Come and ride my cock, but as you do look down, look in the mirrors and watch yourself. Watch as your spread open, stretched and as you lower yourself watch as you feel yourself filled and as you fuck me and then we fuck each other, for I will be fucking you too."
 
Penelope

Penelope hesitated. She had never masturbated in front of another person in her life. In fact, she rarely masturbated at all. She only did it when the heat and excitement in her were too much to bear. Just to relieve the sexual tension.

Dr. Mabeuse spoke sharply, "Masturbate! Now!"

Penelope flinched, but her hands obeyed the doctor's command. One gently squeezed her full, lush breasts. The other slid between her legs.

She was surprised to find that her pussy was very wet. This entier ordeal had her quite excited sexually. Her clit was hard. She flicked a finger-tip across it and shuddered from the pleasure.

Her other hand began flicking and tweaking her hardened nipples. Her breathing was ragged. She couldn't remember ever being so excited. Knowing Dr. Mabeuse was watching just added to the excitement. And to the pleasure.

"MMMmmm!!!" Penelope moaned loudly as she slid a finger deeply inside her hot, wet pussy. She raised her hips slighty from the seat of the chair and joined in the rhythm of her hand, fucking herself in front of the Doctor.

Penelope pinched her nipples as she added a second finger inside her cunt. She felt wanton, wild. This was sexuality as she had never known it in her young life.

"OOOooohhh, Yesss!!!" Penelope practically shouted as her heat spread throughout her body. He fingers were furiously fucking here fevered young pussy. Jusices were flowing out of her, down the crack to her ass, and puddling on the chair. She knew she was close to orgasm. She hoped Dr. Mabuse was watching, enjoying her depraved exhibition.

"AAAaaahhh, Fuck, I'mmm gonnnnaaa..." Penelope was breathless as her entire body tightened. Her cunt muscles clutched her frigging fingers.

"II'MM CUUMMMIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!" Penelope screamed as she creamed. She was cumming harder than she ever had before. She loved this feeling. Being the object of attention and desire. She hoped Dr. Mabeuse was pleased. She hoped Dr. Mabeuse was horny. She hoped she had gotten him that way.

Even after cumming, Penelope sat with her legs spread over the arms of the chair, awaiting her next instructions.
 
He watched her closeley as she masturbated. Part of him was coldly analytical and he watched her technique, but only part of him. It was impossible for anyone not to be moved by this young girls's obvious enjoyment of her beautiful body, her greedy excitement, the lewd way her hips humped at her own fingers, the way she mauled and abused her breasts, looking for that subtle edge of pain that would send her over the edge.

Obviously she was orgasmic, and obviously being forced to display her wanton sexuality in front of a man had excited her terrifically. Both were very good signs.

He watched her as she came, seeing her stomach muscles clench as her oprgasm took her, watching her thighs tremble and her face tighten into that gorgeous expression of climax. She sat now in the afterglow and he tried to gauge what she was feeling now: pride? shame? desire?

He walked up to her as she sat in the chair and looked down at her. The bulge in his pants was obvious and he did nothing to try and conceal it. He saw her eyes flick down to it with a certain amount of pride and excitement. "Very nice, Ms. Penn." he said, "Do you see what you've done to me? Give me your hand."

He took her hand and put it on his throbbing cock. She squeezed it and he felt a certain hunger in the way she did it.

He stripped off his short, and she was surprised to see how hard his body was beneath it, tight and defined. He reached his hand down to her pussy and slid his finger along her slit, then he raised his finger to her mouth and offered it to her.

She kept her eyes locked on his as she opened her mouth and sucked her juices from his finger. He smiled at her, a wicked smile. "I thought you'd come to us for help with feeling repressed." he said, "I see now that you might have exaggerated just how repessed you feel.
"Stand up for a moment, Ms. Penn, if you please."

He waited as she got up, then he turned the chair ninety dgrees, so that it was sideways to the mirror.

"Now get on the chair facing away from me, on your knees, please." he said.

She did as he said, resting her forearms against the back. He ran his hands over the smooth globes of her buttocks, then reached beneath her to caress her hanging breasts, dragging his fingertips lightly over her skin.

"Do you like being touched, my dear?" he asked her.

"Mmmm, yes." she siad. She had just come, but that had been by her own hand. She had missed the satisfaction of something being inside her, and she was horny for more.

He continued to caress her ass and breasts, stopping occasionally to plant kisses on her back or buttocks, or drag his tongue up over her ass. As he didnthis he unbuckled his belt and opend his pants and let them slip to the floor.

His cock bulged through his shorts, and Penelope was gratified to see a spot of wetness at the head of his cock. Then he skinned his shorts down and his big cock was visible, thick and heavy and fully erect, a spot of precum oozing at the tip.

He continued to caress her ass, then bent over her and spread her buttocks. He ran his tongue slowly down the crack of her ass till he found her asshole, which he tickled with his tongue. His hands came forward and began to toy with her nipples.

Penelope watched what he was doing in the mirror, watching his face disappear betwen her asscheeks as weird anal pleasures went through her body and joined the thrills from his skillful stroking of her nipples, and she felt the two pleasures meet and merge. She began to rock her hips unconsciously, wanting more.

His hands left her tits and came down to her pussy, where one hand began to massage her clit very lightly,m while the other rimmed her opening. He finally slipped a finger into her tight wetness and began to finger her as he stroked her clit.

'"Giving yourself to a man when you want to is one thing." he said softly as she began to pant with arousal. "What you have to learn is to give yourself totally, whether you want to or not, and to give everything you have. Some women can do this, some like to be 'persuaded'; spanked, tied, even whipped. We're here to find out which kind of woman you are, Penelope."

"Mmmm" she murmured, barely hearing a word he said. She could see herself in the mirror on her knees, rolling her ass and pussy against his hands, and she looked depraved, like a real slut.

"Telle me now, Penelope," he said, "Do you like that? Would you like to get fucked now? Or would you rather be spanked for the nasty slut that you are?"
 
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Pleasantly surprised by Phoenix's willingness to play along with her pushy attitude, Missy laughed a little. He slipped his body down and positioned his legs so that she could easily mount him.
She raised her hips and aligned the mouth of her pussy with his penis, and then slowly lowered herself onto him, taking her time so his hard shaft would spread her inner walls without discomfort.
She dixcovered that she was wetter than she had even known she could be, asnd that her pussy sheathed him to the hilt quite easily.

Following his instructions, she watched them in the mirror, noting how her hips moved and how he also arched his hips to accomodate her more deeply. Sex with her ex - the only sex she'd ever known - had been so quick and perfunctory....no foreplay beyond a rough tit squeeze and an impatient finger poking up her without any sensitivity at all. But now, she realized she was very aroused and ready to receive his penis....eager, as a matter of fact.

She began to move her hips in a slow grind, while both she and Phoenix gazed at themselves. She was turned on even more intensely by the look on his face, by the sight of her sexy body moving on top of him, her ample breasts swaying above his face.
 
P. Phoenix:

They watch as his hands move. One to a breast the other around to her ass.

Her breasts are moulded and then pressed to her chest and rolled, palm on one nipple and then the other.

Her ass cheek is squeezed and kneaded. As she rides him her juices are pumped from her depths and wet his fingertips. A finger moves and spread juices over her tight and puckered anus as it's massaged and rubbed while her cheek is squeezed.
 
Penelope

"OOOooohhh, Doctor Mabeuse, I don't know. Anything! I'll do anything!! Just don't stop!!!" Penelope heard her voice pleading for pleasure, but somehow it didn't seem to be her. She had never been this sexually excited before in her life. Something about the lewdness of this "school" realeased a wantonness inside her.

Never had anyone touched her asshole in the manner Dr. Mabeuse was doing. Even she had never explored that sexual hot spot. And it was a definitely a HOT SPOT! She loved feeling his tongue licking her asshole. It was so dirty and depraved, she felt embarrassed. But the flush on her checks didn't come from embarrassment. It came from sexual heat.

She felt like a slut. And she relished the feeling.

"MMMmmm, Doctor!!! I LUV IT!! Spank me! Fuck me! Eat me! ANYTHING!!!"
 
Penelope's fervent pleas were music to his ears. She was a natural born slut, there was no doubt in his mind, and young and beautiful as wellm which was somewhat unusual, for he'd found that a woman usually didn't bloom into her full flower of sluttiness until she was well into her thirties and had been around a bit. But Penelope was just eighteen and ready to do anything he wanted. In addition, she had that rich-bitch air about her that gave him all sorts of nasty ideas of things to do to her.

He looked at her now as she kneeled on the chair, her forearms resting against the leather back, her perfect ass in the air and waving slowly from side to side in invitation. He put his hands on her ass and spread her cheeks so he could see her asshole, wet with his own saliva, and he was sorely tempted to fuck her ass. But that would require stretching her out first and getting her ready, and this was her first day at school; her first session. It was a little too early for that.

There was still much to learn about her too: how much humiliation she liked, how much pain, how well she followed orders, how much guilt she felt about her own sluttiness. From the shameless way she begged and shoved her ass in his face, it seemed like she didn't feel very guilty about it at all, but he knew that almost all real sluts were beset by guilt.

Maybe that's what he would check out first: just how guilty she felt.

"Come here, Penelope." he said, taking her wrist. He led her over to the crude bed, sat down on it and pulled her over. She must habve thought he was going to lick her pussy or something, because she started to spread her legs, but instead her pulled her down over his lap, grabbed her wrists and held them behind her.

"You're a very naughty girl, Penelope." he said as she struggled to get up. "Getting so hot when a man touches you. Are you always like that?"

Before she could answer, the Doctor raised his hand and brought it down sharply on her ass with a loud SMACKK!!! Penelope was too shocked to scream, instead she gasped sharply and jerked upwards. "Owww!"

"Now don't complain," he said, "I'll bet you deserve this and you know it!"

WHAPPP!! SWACKK!! His hand came down twice more on her tender ass, leaving red handprints.

"A rich little prick tease like you! You just love to drive the boys crazy, don't you Penelope?"

SLAPP!! SMACKK!! WHAPP!! he began to spank her steadily now as she twisted and turned to avoid the blows. It hurt, it really did, but at the same time she felt the heat in her ass start to merge with the ache in her pussy to make her even hornier than ever. And she knew that she did deserve it. She was a little prick tease, and she loved to get boys all hot and horny and then tell them no, she wasn't that kind of girl, and leave them there with their silly little dicks hanging out while she stalked off swishing her little ass and smiling to herself.

But the Doctor wasn't buying into that. he wasn't going to let her play any of her little games, and she began to get seriously aroused when she realized this, especially when she felt his big, hard cock poking her in her belly as she twisted around on his lap.
Each blow on her ass now felt like the thrust of a cock into her needy cunt, sending a spear of sharp pleasure-pain through her body and filling her pussy with juice.

"Now, let's see if our little slut likes being spanked." the Doctor said. He squeezed her cuttocks, one at a time, then she felt his fingers slide down her crack, over her asshole, and down to her pussy. She could feel his fingers squooshing around in her own excited wetness; she was soaked.

"Oooh!" he teased her, "She does like it, doesn't she? Your little pussy is sopping wet you little whore! Isn't it, Penelope? You're dying for a hot cock inside you, aren't you, slut?"

Peneleope was hot and humiliated. That's exactly what she wanted, but she wasn't going to tell him that. She'd die first.

Suddenly he stood up, dropping her on the ground.

"Get up, my little whore." he said to her. "On your hands and knees on the bed."

She was burning up with desire, but she was proud too, and for a moment she hesitated, torn between her dessire for cock and her unwillingness to beg, but the Doctor grabbed her wrist and pulled her over and threw her on the bed as if she weighed nothing at all.

Before she could recover he was behind her, pressing her down with his hand in the small of her back. He grabbed her hands agains and twisted them behind her back and held them easily in one of his. With his other hand he took his massive cock and fit the head to her sopping, hungry pussy.

"Are you ready, my little slut?"

Penelope mewled in dismay, but it changed to a deep moan of pleasure as his hard cock sunk into her swollen pussy, using his strength to stretch her open. He shoved his hips forward till he could go no further, and Penelope found that she could see hboth of them in the big mirror. She looked so small on her hands and knees before him, and she could see his big cock where is disappeared into her. As she watched she saw him flex his hips and drive even deeper into her, making her groan again.

"Welcome to the School for Slutes, Penelope," he said. "You're going to like it here."
 
Enters Joe the Advertising Man

Missy is writhing atop Doctor's stiff cock when a sudden noise at the door startles her. But she is too caught up in the joy of fucking to pay any attention to the intruder. Her cunt is alive, and her hips move in a tight circle against Doctor's groin as she bounces up and down on his dick. She leans forward to press her firm breasts against his muscular chest, bottom jutting skyward.

Suddenly, a hand on her bare buttocks, stroking, teasing. Missy moans; she does not want ANY interruption. She hears a man's strong voice, low pitched, well modulated, with hints of a Southwestern accident. "Doc," he is saying, "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by and show you the story boards for the new advertising campaign. I'm sorry to interrupt, and in fact just keep on doing what you are doing. Quite obviously you have a very satisfied customer right now."

Missy is aghast! Not only is she fucking a man she met less than an hour ago -- a train sex professional, to be sure, but nonetheless a stranger -- now another man is standing behind her and watching her enjoy a most intimate moment. Being fucked more or less in public? And even worse, she realizes that her contortions have spread wide her buttocks, so that the intruder is getting an eyes-on view of her ass hole! A flush of embarrassment reddens her chest and boobs, but she is so far along in her quest for orgasmic pleasure with the Doctor that her body is beyond control.

"Joe," the Doctor says, "Little Missy here is still far away from being certified as a slut. But she is certainly off to an enthusiastic start. I had not intended to introduce the aspiring slut to moresome sex until a bit further along in the course. However, you are here, and I know that you are always horny. Get out of your clothes and come on, help me train the soon-to-be slut Missy.

Missy murmurs a mild protest as she sees clothes dropping to the floor. "I am not ready for two men at once," she protests. "Please, can't we go slower? I am frightened!"

Doctor responds by reaching around and smacking Missy smartly on her bare ass. "OUCH!" she exclaims. "That hurt, Doctor." But she notices, as does the Doctor, that the pain caused her to slam her body down so hard that his cock seemed to push a hole in the bottom of her cunt.

Now Missy feels a further indignity: the intruding Joe's fingers are fondling the cleft between her buttocks, gliding down to touch the tight little brown button of her ass hole. Oh, god, she thinks, anal sex -- he is actually going to stick his cock into my bottom? No, no, I can't take that....

"Doc," Joe's voice says, "she looks pretty tight back here. Her ass is going to require a lot of preparation before she is fucked there. What say we just double penetrate her? You have obviously got her pussy pretty loosened up, and I know that your sluts must take two cocks there at once before they are certified. We can deal with her ass later. What say I join you in fucking her snatch?"

Even as Joe speaks he is kneeling behind Missy, and she feels the tip of his cock rubbing against the labia that protrude from between her legs. Again, a rush of doubt: Doctor's penis is SO large. However can her pussy take another organ of near or equal size? Missy muffles a sob. And now she feels the hardness of another penis pushing against her crevice, demanding entrance. And despite her fears she finds her body writhing back as if demanding that the new cock surge into her body.

JarringJoe@eudoramail.com
 
Penelope

Penelope was being fucked, roughly, almost cruelly. Yet, she enjoyed it.

She had even enjoyed the spanking. But she could never tell Dr. Mabuse that. He'd think she was depraved. Maybe she was. She loved everything he was doing to her. The pleasure and the pain. The mixture of pleasure and pain Dr. Mabeuse delivered so well.

"MMMmmm, OOOooohhh, Dr. Mabeuse. Fuck me!" Penelope cried. She pushed back to meet his hard, deep thrusts. She could see herself in the mirror, but it was as if she was looking at someone else. This wasn't really her feeling so slutty, being so slutty. She wasn't the sort of girl to let a complete stranger fuck her. But this new her, this slutty her, was enjoying every deliciosu minute.

"Hard! Deep! Fast! Rough! Screw me!!"

Penelope knew she was appraoching another fabulous orgasm. She wanted nothing more than to cum. And Cum. And CUM!
 
He fucked her roughly, slamming his hips against her upturned ass as he held her hips in his hands. Penelipe kneeled lbefore him like a slave in a pagan sacrifice, taking his cock with shuddering gasps and moans. He could tell from the look of lewd rapture on her young face and the way her long manicured nails dug into the cheap mattress that this rough, almost violent fucking was just what she wanted, hard and deep, and that's what he gave her.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" he grunted as he slapped against her, and each of his grunts was echoed in a little sob of encouragement from her parted lips. Her chest was pressed against the bed making her big tits bulge out to the side, and every time he slapped against her her ass quivered like jello on a plate.

She was just the kind of slut he loved: a spoiled little brat who was aching for a man to conquer her with his cock and make her submit to his every whim; a little bitch who was dying to act out her every filthy desire, but who needed a man to force her into it. In a few days--maybe a week--she'd belong to him, and he'd have her doing things she hadn't even dreamed of.

"Ooooh! Yes! Yes!" she screamed asa a little orgasm took her. She was a rich girl, and the only boys she'd known had been nice, rich boys who'd treated her like a perfect lady. But this is what she really wanted, to be fucked and treated like the slut she longed to be.

The Doctor let go of her hips and reached below her to her pussy, wet and dripping with her hot juice, and he slid his fingers around her slippery clit, pinching it between them and frigging her roughly as his cock plundered her pussy.

"Come, you little cunt!" he hissed down at her, "Let me see you come on my big dick! Come on, my little bitch! Show me how hot you are!"

His words made her burn with shame, which just made her hotter. She knew she was acting just like a whore, but she couldn't help it; she loved the feeling of his big meat inside her, reaming her out, stretching her little pussy and making it his own. He was so rough and demanding, so hot, and his raw male strength excited her.

His hand on her clit was driving her crazy, and she clawed at the dirty mattress as spots of bright color began to appear before her eyes. Looking beneath her, she could see the muscles in his powerful legs flex as he drove his prick into her again and again, ansd his big balls swaying bacxk and forth. She knew that they were full of come, come that he would soon unload in her thirty cunt, and she moaned at the lewdness of her thoughts.

"Oh! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted as she felt him get even harder inside her, evcen bigger. He groaned and swore, then grabbed her hips and pulled her back on his cock, thrusting forwarad at the same time. Shed felt him throb inside her, then he slapped her ass hard as the first splash of come spit into her cunt in a hard, wet stream.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" she screamed, her eyes rolling up into her head. Her mouth fell open as she concentrated on the feeling of his spurting dick inside her, and her orgams just picked her up and blew her away, her cunt spasmsing and grabbing onto his cock, milking him of everything he had.

Again and again he jetted into her until the thick come leaked out of her pussy and dripped down her thighs and her shaking legs would no longer hold her up. She fell on her stomach, and he fell on top of her, crushing her with his weight, his cock still jerking inside her.

Slowly they both drifted back down to earth, gasping and panting for breath.

Finally the Doctor stood up. "Not bad for a first time." he said. He looked at his watch. "Dinner's in two hours. There should be some clothes in your room. I'd suggest you get yourself cleaned up and lie down for a while. I'll see you in the dining room at 5:00. Your lessons will continue there, so dress appropriately."

He started to walk out, then stopped and walked back to her. He gave her a broad smile and kissed her sweetly on her lips. "A plus." he said, and then he walked out.
 
To Jarring Joe OOC:

I understand that you're new to the SPR so I suggest that you read Hecate's Guide up at the top of the list of stories for general guidelines.

However, in this instance, please edit your post.

First you have confused the two pairs of characters in the story.
Second it's "bad forum" to just jump into a story. It's much better to make up a character as you've done and post it as an OOC (out of character) asking if you may join in the story. As Doc originated it he's the one you should ask in this case.
And third, as Missy is brand new to the school and being introduced to being a 'slut' my character would never consent to yours just coming right in and sticking your cock into her like that.

Sooo, that said, why not edit, removing all the sex just keeping the character bio etc, that you've written and address it to Doc as an OOC asking to join in the story line.

PP01
 
Penelope

Penelope sank onto the dirty matress as Dr. Mabeuse left the room. She felt ashamed of her lewd and crude behavior. Yet she shuddered in pleasure as their combined juices flowed out of her stretched and opne cunt.

She slowly stood on shaky legs and walked to the door. She wasn't exactly sure of how to get to her room, but she would find it. She felt embarassed to be walking the hallways naked, with the good Doctor's cum runing down her legs. But, after all, this was a school for sluts.

She was certainly learning how to be a slut. Dr. Mabeuse had said she earned an A+ in this morning's session. She was off to a good start.

Penelope had always been an excellent student. But this was a very new and different course of study. She longed to be a sexualy free, desirable and desired woman. She wanted to be a woman capable of giving and receiving every sort of sexual satisfaction.

She shivered as she thought of being just such a woman. Just the thought made her hot and horny. Penelope wanted to be a classy, first-class slut.

She found the staircase easily and climbed to the second floor. Her name was on the door of her room.

Penelope walked in and found an outfit of clothes on her bed. An extremely short black leather micro-mini skirt, a red pull-over top that was 2 sizes too small, a black garter belt, red fish-net stockings, and black stilleto heels. She would certainly look slutty wearing that.

She placed the new clothing in her closet. Then she fell onto the bed and almost immediately fell to sleep. The powerful orgasms from the morning had drained her of energy.

Penelope's dreams were of sex. Being fucked by Dr. Mabeuse on a stage with hundreds of people in the audience cheering. Being passed into the audience to be groped by the men and women there.
Penelope awoke with her hands between her legs. At first she felt disgusted. A lady doesn't dream such dreams. A lady doesn't touch her vagina like that. But a slut dreams such dreams. And a slut plays with her pussy whenever and wherever the need arises.

Penelope smiled. She was overcoming her pretentious, "lady-like" upbringing. Penelope was determined to be a slut. The wildest slut Dr. Mabeuse had ever produced.
 
When the Doctor knocked on Penelope's door, he found her bathed, dressed, and ready for dinner. He took a moment to inspect her in her school clothes, walking thoughtfully around her. The lether micro-mini fit her perfectly, and accented the eager thrust of her ass and stopped just above the tops of her stockings, showing an inviting band of naked flesh, and the top was so tight it looked painted on. In the heels her legs looked even longer than they were. The fish-nets gave them a deliciously wicked and sleazxy aspect taht was just irresistable.

And yet the Doctor hesitated. He had a good eye for women, and he realized that Penel;ope had a natural elegance and beauty that should be exploited. Not that she looked too cheap--was there such a thing as a slut looking "too cheap"?--but that she had the potential for becoming one of his favorite types: the elegant slut, a woman whose essential erotic nature showed even when she was expensively and tastefully dressed. With Penelope's sense of style and the mastery of sexual techniques he would teach her, she would become an extremely powerful woman, the kind no man could resist. The thought of a girl so beautiful turned into a cum-guzzling fuck toy by her own passions was terribly exciting to him, and he made a mental note to explore this further.

But for now he just walked around her, checking her out. He casually ran his hand under her tiny skirt and dragged as finger along her slit.

"Lose the panties." he said. "If you're going to wear a garter belt, make sure you wear your panties outside of it or don't wear them at all."

She shrugged and took off her panties and theywalked down to the dining room.

The dining room at the school was an elegant affair, wood panelling, white tablecloths, potted palms. Its purpose was not only to provide a place to eat, but a place where some of the cruder students could leanr table manners and the art of flirting in a public setting. There were several other parties already there: several students sitting together, some instructors with their students, and some of the instructors who had no students who hung around just incase some male help was needed or to watch the show. Occasionally people who had no notion of the school's existence also showed up, thinking they'd found a great place to meet easy women.

The Doctor quickly saw the Penelope needed no training in table manners; her behavior was impeccable, so he engaged her in small talk as they ate, drawing her out in order to learn something about her and who she was.

Most of the sluts in his experience had been women who were very sexual but who basically feared revealing that side of themselves for fear of appearing whorish or loose. Their training generally consisted in being forced to engage in all sorts of sexual behavior until they felt comfortable with it.

But Penelope was another case. She seemed to have no qualms about acting out her desires; rather, she just needed more experience. As he talked to her he learned that she had fantasies of all sorts, but eas especially turned on by being observed during sex and by the idea of being the center of a group.

Throughout dinner he kept his hand on her leg, sometimes sliding up to her pussy where he would play with her idly as he drank his wine or toyed with his dessert. By the time the after-dinmner brandy came, Penelope was slumped in her seat, her legs spread wide beneath the table cloth as the Doctor's fingers slid slowly and easily in and out of her oily cunt. She was clearly hot and ready to be fucked. Her nipples were stiff and tenting the tight fabric of her top, her eyes lidded and hazy with lust.

The Doctor put one arm around the back of her chair and leaned over her. "You know, Penelope," he said in a low voice, "everyone is looking at you, thinking what a slut you are. They can all see that I'm fucking you under the table. Doesn't that bother you?"

Penelope opened her eyes and glanced around. She licked her lips at the thought of being observed. "No," she said, "let them watch. They all wish they could be doing what you're doing, playing with my hot little cunt. Harder, Doctor, please!"

He smiled and rammed his hand into her harder, extending his thumb to brush against his clit. She slid her hand under the table, took his wrist in her hand, and began quite obviously fucking herself with it. Her moans and sighs became so loud that the other diners looked their way. Some of the newer studnets blushed and quickly looked away, the more experienced girls smiled; the mean stared openly at the girl writhing in her chair, her tits thrust into the air.

"Are you going to come, bitch?" the Doctor asked her. "Everyone's eyes are on you now. They can all see what a cunt you are. Those girls over there are quite shocked, and those men are staring."

"Oh Fuck!" Penelope breathed, "I don't care. Let them watch! I'm goig to come, Doctor! Oh fuck! that feels so good!"

The Doctor started pumping his hand into her harder, making her body rock in her chair, and the squishy sounds of his hand in her pussy were quite aufible. Penelope's hand went to her breasts and she started pinching and twisting her nipples as her face grew redder and redder.

"I'm going to have those men come over here." the Doctor said to her. "I want to see you fuck them right here on this table with all these people watching. How would you like that, whore?" he asked.

"Oh Fuck yes!" she groaned. She opened her mouth to say something else, but suddenly she was coming. To her own credit she did try and stifle her scream of release, but it came out anyhow, a choked scream of female wantoness as her pussy clamped down on his fingers and her body jerked in the chair. Her leg shot out and kicked the table, knocking over the wine gllasses and at the same time moving her chair away from the table enough sjo that everyone could nee the Doctor's fingers in her sodden cunt, pumping away, and her hand on his wrist as she twisted in the throes of her come.

The knowledge that she was exposed to everyone just made her hotter and increased her intense orgasm, and she groaned loudly and shamelessly.

The Doctor smiled wickedly and gentured to a man sitting nearby who was watching this exhibition with shock and lust on his face.

"Care to join me for some dessert?" he asked him.
 
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PhoenixPrime01 said:
He chuckled as he complied. He slid to the floor and pushed his legs between hers as she squatted in front of him as he leaned back against the chair.

"Fine Missy. Come and ride my cock, but as you do look down, look in the mirrors and watch yourself. Watch as your spread open, stretched and as you lower yourself watch as you feel yourself filled and as you fuck me and then we fuck each other, for I will be fucking you too."

As she and her instructor ground their pelvises tofether, there on the floor, Missy found herself totally fascinated by the sight of their naked bodies working in such harmony. She noticed how flushed her skin was, hoe her breasts bounced as she rode Phoenix's cock, how sexy his body looked, his sinewy thighs beneath her writhing under her pussy.
For the first time in her life, Missy found herself thinking the word, "Fuck"....in fact, she found herself saying the word:

"Fuck me hard, Phoenix! This feel great!"
And she increased the speed and force of her pelvic thrusts, excited at the sights, sounds, and sensations........panting and gasping and moaning as she rode him.
 
Aware of Rules Now

My apologies to all of you. I have exchanged e-mails with Dr. Mabeuse, who has invited me to rejoin the discussion in the role of one of the men in the dining room. As both of you guys suggested, I tried to delete my earlier "advertising man" cameo, to no avail. The message comes back, "denied access," when I hit the delete button. So, if you please, everyone just ignore the posting and let me reappear in the dining room, per Dr. Mabeuse's invitation (and apparently the consent of Penelope as well).

Throughout my meal I could not keep my eyes off the tableau being carried out a few tables away between the school's director, Dr. Mabeuse, and a shapely young woman. I mentally went through the application blanks from young women that I had studied in recent days and quickly identified her as Penelope, a haughty rich girl who was all too used to getting her way in the world.

Dr. M seemed to be making fine progress in transforming Penelope into an archtypical slut. She was seemingly oblivious to all of us in the dining room as he played with her bare cunt and then finger fucked her to a panting orgasm. The table cloth was hiked up so that her well-haired pussy was clearly on display as he worked on it, and it was so wet that it glistened. What fine progress, I thought, for a "dignified young lady" to let her most private of parts be on more or less public display for a room of essentially strangers.

As a male staff member, I was more less "on call" to deal with any situations that arise at the School for Sluts, with my assignments being directed by Dr. M. I had joined the S for S two months earlier after retiring from the U. S. Army with 24 years of service, lastly with a Special Operations unit attached to the 82d Airborne Division. Although I drew a comfortable pension as a former lieutenant colonel, at age 44 I was ready to pursue a new career. One of my longtime swing partners, Brenda, had met Dr. M at an orgy a year or so earlier, and it was at her recommendation that he hired me. As he explained to me, "Many of these would-be sluts who come to the school are relatively young, in their late teens or early to mid 20s, and they are used to using their pussies to get what they want from boys their own age. Many of them also have a secret crush on their fathers or professors or another older man. So I think it is important that some of their training be at the hands of a man who...well, a man who is not going to be led around by his dick. And who is also old enough to assume a somewhat dominant role in their training."

Dr. M's "job interview" was one of the more unusual experiences of my life. He began by reviewing my educational background and military career, and then obtaining highlights of my sexual history.
"Brenda speaks highly of you as a love and a devotee of group sex," he said, "and I have fucked her enough times to respect her opinion. Nonetheless, I am thorough, and I take nothing for granted." He paused and pushed a button on his desk. In walked the 30ish woman I had seen at the receptionist desk. "Colonel Joe," he said, "this is Liz. Both of you get out of your clothes -- you know the drill, Liz -- and Joe, you are to fuck her right here on the desk." My cock sprang to instant erection as a quickly naked Liz hopped onto the desk and laid back and spread her legs, offering her pussy to me. Without a word to either her or Dr. M, I gave her a brisk fucking that ended with us climaxing together.

"Good," Dr. M said. "In your job, you must be ready to perform sexually on short notice, sometimes without the luxury of foreplay. I've had many men come in here who can't get hard on command, regardless of how good they might be once they are aroused. You are hired. And, by the way, you can fuck Liz and other staff members as you wish -- and they wish, of course -- but your primary duty is going to be fucking the trainee sluts."

"Yes, sir," I said, and gave Dr. M a smart salute. He grinned and we shook hands. "Now that you've gotten Liz all worked up, I think I'll take a piece of her pussy as well." Which he proceeded to do.

The usual on-demand interview flitted through my mind as I watched Dr. M finger fucking Penelope. God, what a beauty, and what a well-haired pussy she boasted. And how aroused she seemed, labia puffed up in response to Dr. M's fondling, pinkish clittie peeking thorugh her pubic thatch.

Based on my work thus far I had the feeling that sometime befoe Penelope finished her training, I would have my way with her, but I was pleasantly surprised when Dr. M called over to me, "How about joining us for desert, Joe? Come meet Penelope."

False modesty is frowned upon at the School for Sluts, so I made no attempt to conceal my swollen erection as I walked over to their table. Penelope's eyes reflexively went to the bulge in my trousers; she knew she was seeing the outline of a cock that perhaps would be in her body soon. Suich blatant sexual exposure by a male was foreign to her sheltered experience, but her impulse to stare at me overcame the restraints she had been taught since girl hood.

"Hi, Penny, I am Lieutenant Colonel Joseph Baseball, but if you wish you can simply call me Joe," I said. Penelope nodded wordlessly as I slipped into a chair beside her. Her tense fight displayed her nervousness.

"The waiter tells me that the desert menu tonight features a special vanila ice cream with a strawberry sauce. Shall I order three?" Dr. M asked. Penelope and I nodded, and I turned my attention to the aspiring slut.

"You know, my dear, you have a very lovely pussy...." I began. Penelope blushed. She surely realized, if she did not consciously admit, that I had been able to see her cunt as Dr. M played with it, even though his hands were under the table. "But I'd really
like to see the rest of your body as well. Undo the buttons of your blouse so that it falls open, I want to see your breasts, Penelope."

Penelope looked at Dr. M. Did this intruder have the authority to give her orders? Was the colonel part of her training program, or simply some man who was trying to take advantage of her sexually? She examined Joe more closely. He was an inch or so beyond six feet, and through his shirt she could see the outlines of a strong torso. His grayish hair was closely cropped -- not quite a military cut, but only slightly longer. His voice carried the slow inflections of the Southwest. His eyes seemed to shift from green to grey and back again as they focused on her. She found herself liking the directness of the way he looked at her -- a man, she sensed, who truly likes women, and knows how to bring them pleasure.

Penelope decided not not to await orders from Dr. M. Her fingers went to her flimsy blouse, and one by one she undid the buttons. (She had to smile to herself: thise blouse is as whispy as a cloud of smoke, she thought, and with my nipples as hard as they are, it's as if I am already naked from the waist up.) Her blouse now open, she smiled at Joe and looked at him directly in his eyes and put her hands behind her head and locked her fingers together. As planned, her blouse parted entirely as her breasts rose proudly onto naked display, reddish hued nipples jutting out and pointing at her new table mate. She smiled and mentally asked, "OK, Colonel Joe, what do you think of these babies?"

A strong hand went to either breast, cupping, gently squeezing. "Very good, Penelope, very attractive. They match in beauty your incredible pussy. Oh, waiter, there you are, just put the ice cream on the other side of the table, in front of the doctor.
Thank you, sir.

"Now, Penelope, one principle of military strategy is thorough knowledge of the terrain on which you are to operate. Stand up, my dear, and let me help you up on the table. Oh, get rid of the blouse, we don't need that any longer, do we? And the garter belt -- just put it on the table, pehaps we can find a use for it.

"Here we go, my dear, onto the table, and onto your hands and knees. That's right, have your bottom facing out towards the rest of the room, because other people are going to want to see what I intend to see."

The stark-naked Penelope obeys, knowing that everyone inthe room has an eyes-on view of her bared ass, and of her cunnie, which is visible through the V of her slightly spread legs. Joe has chosen the position for maximum exposure, and there are murmurs of admiration throughout the dining room.

The colonel's fingers now are on Penelope's buttocks, gently parting them, making her exposure even more wanton. A strong finger traces the crease from top to bottom, coming to gentle rest against her swollen cunt. Joe's voice: "Dr. M, hand me that pitcher of strawberry sauce, if you please."

Slowly, and deliberately, I pour the red sauce onto Penelope's stark white bottom and watch as it flows down the crack of her bottom and onto her pubic thatch. Penelope hears a chair slide under the table behind her, and Dr. M reaches out and pushes her head down, until her face is resting flat on the table. And now a sensation at her bottom: that of a strong tongue lapping at the sauce and the naked flesh beneath it, and Penelope thinks, "Oh, god, I know exactly where Joe is going -- he is going to do something to me that only true sluts enjoy."
 
BS* Welcome indeed JJ and no biggie on that first post, wait a second. Post? Did you post before? *chuckling*
 
Penelope

OOC: WELL CUM to the party, Joe!!!

IC: Penelope knew everyone in the dining room could see her nude, flushed, hrony body. And, though her upbringing said she should be ashamed, instead she was proud. Proud to be the object of attention and desire of every man in the room. And even of some of the ladies. She had seem them stare as Dr. Mabeuse had finger-fucked her to such a nice orgasm.

Penelope was a true exhibitionist. It was only now, at the school, that she was beginning to realize the fact. She loved being watched. She was certain Dr. Mabeuse had already realized that fact.

Never in her young life had she had two men at once. Not even two men in the same day. Actually, not even two men in the same week. But now Joe and Dr. M were having there way with her. With a whole room watching. And she was letting it happen. No, not letting it, wanting it to happen. Needing it to happen.

The Strawberry Sauce felt so strange. She had never done anything this dirty in her life. She'd never even dreamed of anything so depraved. Yet it felt good.

And feeling a tongue lick the sauce from her naked body was exquisite. Joe's tongue was driving her wild. It licked between her ass cheeks, down the crack of her ass to her rosy, cherry asshole. Then down to her pussy, and her hot, hard clit.

"MMMmmm!!! Joe, eat me!! Please!" Penelope heard herself plead. It was so unlike her to beg for anything. Or to ever have to beg for anything. But she was begging now.
 
Penelope's wiggling was so violent that I had trouble keeping my tongue pressed against her body, even when I put a hand on either hip to keep her steady. As if demanding that my probing tongue service her most private of parts, she pushed her bottom back against my face. My fingers again spread her white buttocks, letting my nose and tongue burrow down towards the tight button of her ass hole, now coated with the flowing strawberry sauce.

I knew that Dr. M customarily gave his asping sluts periodic showers during their training so I was confident of Penelope's cleanliness as my tongue flickered to her dainty little star of an anus. Her exclamation of joy told me that she liked what in all likelihood had been a man's first touch of her ass hole. Indeed, at one point I simply kept my tongue firm on her ass and let her motions "do the walking" as I licked away the sauce. The sauce added a pleasing sweetness to the tartness of her natural aroma.

For the first time my finger crept around to touch Penelope's cunt, which remained sopping wet. Good. I rubbed it around in her pussy hair until it was slick with her pussy juices and then slowly brought it up to her ass for a teasing touch. Just how tight was this slut-trainee's ass hole? I wagered to myself that she had yet to lose her anal virginity, given her sheltered background, and I confirmed my suspicions by probing her gently. I met total resistance, and although Penelope's excited reaction tempted me to press on, I thought to myself, "No, let's save that pleasure for another day."

It was time to visit Penelope's pussy, time for my tongue and lips to follow the flow of strawberry sauce to her swollen labia and clittie. I turned so that my face was up directly against her mons, so I could lick and kiss her cleft -- and her clittie -- at my pleasure. I whispered up to Penelope, "You know, my dear, every eye in the place is fixed on you right now, and everyone is enjoying the sluttish spectacle you are making of yourself."

Now Penelope was begging for my cock: despite the shame of being taken in public, before persons she did not even know, her wantoness had slipped its bonds. Should I give it to her, as she was demanding?

Yes, but on my own terms, which is the way an aspiring slut should be fucked. I let my trousers slip to the floor along with my shorts, and for the first time the watching diners got a view of the cock that had created such a bulge when concealed, seven inches of hard man-flesh, and thick, with a crown the size of a small lemon.

I grasped my shaft with one hand and steered it to the moist V of Penelope's groin and rubbed it to and fro, without penetrating. Her hand clutched my penis and she tried to steer it into her cleft. "No, my dear, hold on, Colonel Joe is in charge here, and he is going to fuck you the way an aspiring slut should be fucked." "Yes, Joe," Penelope murmured -- but without turning loose of my cock.

I now put the full length of my shaft against the slit of Penelope's pussy, again without penetrating, and hunched to and fro, as if dry-fucking her from the outside. Remnants of the sauce formed an additional lubricant for our motions. I heard low moans from the slut-trainee.

The time had come. "Here it comes, Penelope, Colonel Joe is going to fuck you now. Into your pussy it goes, my darling, hold on and give me a ride."
 
P. Phoenix:

"Quickly slut. On your hands and knees and keep watching. Watch as I drive into your sopping cunt from behind and fuck you even harder and faster.
"Now lil slut. Hurry."
 
Joe certainly seemed to have the situation in hand, as well as other places, and the Doctor watched with professional interest as the Colonel slurped up the strawberry sauce that ran down Penelope's crease. Aside from lending a hand to press Penny's chest down on the table, the only move he made was to grab his brandy and cigar and move back from the table when the sauce started flying.

The Doctor cared too much about both food and sex to really enjoy mixing the two, but he certainly didn't begrudge anyone their own particular tastes. He smoked his cigar and watched Penelope with a clinical eye as she ethrust her ass back against Joe's extended toungue and rubbed her breasts against the table top, moaning loudly and biting her lip in pleasure.

Part of it was an act, he suspected, but a large part of it was real. Colonel Joe had a truly obscene tongue and could have easily taken her in the ass with it had he so desired. As it was, the combination of being licked like a split melon and being watched by every eye in the dining room had Peneleope writhing like a bitch in heat on the table, her fingers clawing at the table cloth as she whimpered and moaned.

Joe pulled her back to the edge of the table and began to slide the top of his monster cock against her swollen and dripping pussy now, making her clit bump along the ridges and veins like a tire on a torture track. All Penny could do was bite her knuckles and wail, beg Joe to take her, but the big man was enjoying the sight of the teenager making a spectacle of herself. savoring the moment.

The Doictor got up and walked around behind them as Joe fit the head of his big tool against Penelope's tiny slit. There was quite a crowd around them now. Most of the diners had simply left their tables and were standing around, mouths agape, and some had already taken their hard cocks out of their pants and were beginning to pump away.

"Owwww! Yes! Fuck yes!" Peneleope screamed as sthe big head of Joe's piece popped inside her. Her mouth hung open and she panted like a woman in labor as the huge head sunk into her, stretching her open as Joe shoved his hips forward. Joe had one hand on her hip and the other on the heel of her shoe as he sunk into her. Penny was so hot that the Doctor could see her lube starting to seep from her cunt, hanging from her pussy lips in long, viscous strings.

Mabeuse walked over to Penelope's face and swept her long blonde hair back from her red, strained face. Joe was starting to fuck her now, pulling his big cock out of her and then driving it forward, making her grunt and whine in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He watched her face as it changed from one emotion to the other as she was fucked, then he siad to her, "You hot little bitch. You love this, don't you? All these people watching you get fucked like a cheap whore. You just love it!"

Penelope was unable to answer. Her pussy had stretched enough now that Joe felt good inside her, and she had her eyes closed as she concentrated on him reaming her out.

"Turn her over." the Doctor said, and without missing a stroke he and Joe flipped her over on her back. Now it was easier to see how Joe's prick had her pussy stretched like a mouth around its shaft, her clit bobbing up and down as he sawed into her.

"Open your mouth, Penelope." Mabeuse said.

She opened her mouth wide and the Doctor ran his finger around her lips. He put two fingers in her mouth.

"Suck it." he said, and Penelope started to suck on his fingers.

Colonel Joe was picking up the pace now, fucking into her so hard that her body rocked on the table with each thrust. Mabeuse put another finger in her mouth and Penny opened wide to accomodate them all.

"Open, bitch. Wider." Penelope's eyes had almost vanmished up into her head from the royal fucking Joe was giving her, but she opened her mouth as wide as she could. Her tits jounced on her chest as Joe fucked her.

The Doctor pushed his hand down into her mouth, over her tongue, down into her throat, deeper and deeper until she had him in her to the knuckles, her pretty young face all distorted by his hand and sweat glistening on her head. Finally she gagged and coughed and he remopved his hand.

Quickly he opened his pants and pulled out his cock. he slapped it against her lips and as if she'd been trained she sucked it into her face as he watched with rapt attention. Yes, she looked very good with a cock in her mouth, almosty radiantly beautiful.

The Doctor looked up at several of the men who were now openly masturbating as they watched him and Joe violate her young body. "Any of you fuckers want to come, come shoot it on Penelope here. I think the bitch needs a come bath."
 
Missy

Phoenix got me up on my hands and knees so he could enter me from behind, which was certainly a novelty for me. Still watching us in the mirror, I was fascinated by the size of his penis as he prepared to thrust it into me. He used his head to tease my lips, rubbing it back and forth across my clit.......then he positioned himself and pushed in, and I gasped out loud at the strange new sensation. From behind me, his penis seemed to fill me much, much more, as if he had grown or I had become much tighter. I found myself intuitively puching my pelvis up and back, butting against his groin as he pushed forward. We slipped into a steady rhythm and he continued to spur me on with his ribald comments.
I still found his filthy language a bit comical, but since it seemed to be the only vocabulary for lovemaking he possessed, I decided to play along.
"Fuck me harder!" I cried loudly, "fill my cunt with your big hard cock!"
He seemed to like this, as his grinding picked up speed and he began to grunt and concentrate on his own pleasure.
 
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