School for Sex Slaves Part 3

Hi, guys! Here is part 3. Thank you all for your patience and suggestions. As a reward for being such good pets, I have attached a drawing of how I imagine the school uniform. I hope you enjoy it!

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PART 3:



She entered the office and let the front desk girl know that she was done with the medical exam and was awaiting the rest of her orientation. The girl, Becky, gave her a sympathetic look and asked ‘I gather you met Dr Shawn? He can be a bit tough on new slave students. He runs the stables so he portrays his disciplinary strategies to other departments. You will warm up to him. I will call Mr Bowman, he is the principal.’

Becky got up to reveal a very large ball dildo that she was sitting on. It was 4 balls, the lowest ball was the biggest, her guess about 2” diameter. It never really let her asshole to close up, keeping it gaping at the widest spot for as long as she was sitting on it. She came back, smiled, spread her ass cheeks and sat back down on the ball dildo. ‘He will be here in a minute. Have a seat.’

Lina turned around to see two chairs, with dildos of course. She took the dildo out of her ass and sat down on the new one. Becky saw her just awkwardly holding her dildo in her hands and said ‘Oh, it’s a school rule, you need to be sucking on the dildo or plug while you are waiting for someone and your asshole is full with something else. It’s more efficient.’ She did as she was told and thought she’d practice deep throat. She could taste her ass on it – best taste this early in the morning.

About five minutes later, a tall African man walked in. ‘Good morning, Miss Shephard. I am Principal Bowman. It’s nice to see you are using your time wisely and sucking on that dildo. Now put it back in and follow me to your quarters, please.’ Lina got up, cleaned the chair dildo, and put the other one back where it belongs, and followed Principal Bowman.

As she was walking behind him, she couldn’t help but notice his physique – he was in his 30’s, pretty tall and muscular, and she saw a pretty large ‘package’ in his pants when he walked in. She wondered if he would ever get to fuck her asshole with his big cock. Her clit tingled.

‘So how do you like the school so far? I see you’ve met Dr Shawn? I hope he wasn’t too hard on you?’ ‘The school seems very nice, sir. Dr Shawn just showed me what I need to improve on. I can’t wait to be taught how to be the best slave to my master.’ ‘Atta, girl. You will fit just right in here. So, following this corridor are the dorms for the first semester slave students.’ She looked in the distance and could see several of the so called ‘rooms’ which were basically glass walls from floor to ceiling, including the bathroom, for everyone to see. As Dr. Shawn mentioned, slaves do not get any privacy in the school, not when they sleep or when they use the bathrooms. This is to ensure that there are no i*****l activities between slave students. Everyone knows that those sluts are always horny and looking for a way to play with their holes. As they approached the dorms, she could see different types of toys displayed on the walls and one girl was on her knees, a dildo vacuum glued to the glass and she was sucking on it. ‘A lot of new girls need to practice sucking cock and the best time is usually in the mornings. We all get to witness their progress. Sometimes a teacher would walk in and mouth fuck them. All part of the education, of course.’

They continued walking down and witnessing some girls’ morning routine. Most of them were exercising with butt plugs that had weights dangling down between their legs or were sucking on a dildo. You could see girls in the shower doing their daily enemas and showering. As they turned around the corner, they saw that one girl was getting flogged by a really mean looking woman. She must have done something i*****l or really bad because she was hanging off her arms, her toes barely touching the floor while she was getting flogged on her tits, ass and pussy. Everything was nice and red and the girl’s cry of desperation and pleading for the blows to stop made something stir in Principal Patterson’s pants. They stopped in front of room labeled 347. ‘As a part of your education, teachers will typically not use your real name but call you by your dorm room. From now on you will be slave 347, until you change rooms as you move along in your courses.’ They walked in and he showed her around. There was a single mattress on the floor, the sheets, blanket and pillow folded neatly at the feet of the bed. There was a desk with a lamp and a chair with a basic dildo attached to it and a small closet with drawers by the wall. Sectioned off with a glass wall was a bathroom with a bath tub and shower, toilet and sink. The little belongings she had were waiting for her in her room. She had brought only what she would need. No clothes or underwear, because she will only wear her uniform in school.

‘Classes begin at 9 am sharp. This is your schedule. I assume Dr Shawn had prescribed you exercises for you to do?’ ‘Yes, Sir. He said I need to spend 20 minutes a day practicing deep throat on a large dildo that I need to buy still and to wear that huge dildo in my ass at least an hour a day until our next appointment.’ ‘That seems reasonable. Since it’s only 8:10 am, I can help you with one of the tasks.’ He said as he opened his pants to reveal an 8” thick cock. ‘Now be a good girl and get on your knees.’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ She did as she was told and started sucking on it and going up and down his cock with her hands. ‘I don’t think this is working. Hands behind your back, I will fuck your throat. Open your slutty mouth!’ She put her hands behind and clasped them together as he started jamming his huge cock down her throat. This was harder than the dildo she sucked earlier because his cock was really thick and was taking all of the space she had in her mouth. ‘Open your fucking throat slut or you will regret it!’ She tried pulling her tongue out but she was gagging too hard. Her tears were running down her face and she couldn’t breathe. ‘Useless whore. Turn around.’ She did, he bent her over the desk, took out her dildo and jammed his cock instead. ‘Clean this up slut and I better see you practicing deep throat. Clench your butthole, you useless whore! There is no such thing as a loose fuck, I don’t care if there was a watermelon in your ass the whole day! Use those ass muscles slut!’ This hurt so bad, his cock was so thick! He was tearing her asshole apart and he wanted her to clench her asshole! She tried to squeeze and to suck on the dildo at the same time but too much was happening and her ass released just for a second. ‘If I tell you to squeeze your ass one more time I will give you a day in detention, slut. Keep it tight!’ and she did as best as she could. He grabbed her ass cheeks and used them as leverage to fuck her harder and deeper. She saw people walking by and smiling at her as if she was getting a reward instead of being punished for not sucking his cock properly.

He came deep in her asshole and collapsed on top of her for a second until he caught his breath. ‘Give me that dildo slut. I think you should wear this for the rest of the day. And nothing else leave your uniform here. Lets put some nipple clamps with weights too. They’re in your closet, first drawer.’ She went to the closet and found the nipple clams then brought them to him. He attached the first one and put a small weight at the end, then the second one. It was about 8:30 am and she was worried that she will be late for class. She didn’t know where her class is. ‘Have a good class slut. Let me know if you need something.’ ‘Thank you, Sir.’

She took the schedule from the desk and read:

MONDAY, WEDNESDAY, FRIDAY:
9 am – 9:45 am – Visual Literacy
10 am – 10:45 am – Discipline and Punishment
11 am – 12:30 pm – Pony Training
12:30 pm – 1:30 pm – Lunch
1:30 pm – 2:15 pm – Anatomy and Oral
2:30 pm – 3:15 pm – Glory Hole Training
3:30 pm – 4:15 pm – Discipline and Punishment

TUESDAY AND THURSDAY:
9 am – 9:45 am – Anal Training
10 am – 10:45 am – Discipline and Punishment
11 am – 12:30 pm – Pony Training
12:30 pm – 1:30 pm – Lunch
1:30 pm – 2:15 pm – Orgasm Denial Training
2:30 pm – 3:15 pm – Gangbang Training
3:30 pm – 4:15 pm – Discipline and Punishment
4:30 pm – 5:15 pm – Cleaning School Grounds

She was happy to see that her choices for her specialization were honored and that she will do pony training every day. She was getting very excited, her pussy juices were leaking down her legs. She hurried to find her first period – Visual Literacy. As she was walking down the halls wearing nothing but a giant dildo and nipple clamps she was very aware that she was the only one naked. She has never been one to be ashamed of her body, after all she had great big D cup tits and a nice round ass. But somehow she felt ashamed and felt out of place – which is exactly what Principal Bowman was trying to achieve.

She finally found room 13A – the Visual Literacy with Prof. Lockwood. It was 10 to 9 and she sighed with relief that she wasn’t in more trouble. The classroom consisted of single desks with chairs, each had a basic 6” dildo attached to it, a desk for the Professor who wasn’t here yet, a white board, some storage space and a projector ready to go. There were a few girls already sitting in their spots and chitchatting. “Hello, girls. My name is Lina, it’s my first day here.’ ‘Hey Lina, pleasure to meet you. I am Sandra, or slave 255 and this is Chloe, she currently resides in the dungeon. I see you’ve met Dr Shawn? He is our discipline and punishment professor and he also runs the stables. He can be a bit tough sometimes but he will warm up to you. Have a seat.’ Sandra pointed at a desk next to hers. Lina took out her dildo and sat down slowly, still sore from her recent pounding. She looked around some more. If she didn’t know any better she would think that this was a regular high school classroom.

The room kept filling up as the bell rang signifying 9 am. A few seconds later a Caucasian male walked in. He had white hair and beard, but was otherwise well kept. He had a calm, academic vibe and appeared very smart. ‘Hello everyone. Let’s get started with today’s class. First thing first, we have a new addition to our class, Lina can you please stand up please.’ Lina got up from her chair. ‘Oh, I see you’ve had an adventurous morning, dear. Why don’t you come to the front?’ She did as she was told and walked towards the professor. ‘Bend over my desk, please. Hands flat on top, spread your legs.’ She felt so exposed, it was almost humiliating. ‘Since this is a visual literacy class, we like to look at things and analyze them.’ He said as he opened her juicy cheeks apart. ‘As you can see here, we have a gaping hole and some cum residue. Someone used this whore’s asshole this morning. Who was it?’ ‘Principal Bowman, Sir.’ ‘Ah. I see. He does have a big cock, it would do that to you. Was he fucking you because you did something?’ ‘I failed to take his whole cock in my mouth, Sir.’ ‘Well we can’t leave that unpunished. I will make sure to mention it to Dr Shawn for your punishment class. You’ he pointed at a blond sitting in the first row ‘come and start licking up that mess. And you’ pointing at Sarah ‘lick up her seat. As much as I appreciate the right punishment, I hate leaky assholes.’ “Yes, Sir’ the girls said in unison.

The blond started leaking Lina’s pussy and asshole. Fuck that felt so good, but orgasms were i*****l in the school and she could be severely punished. Still, the blond seemed experienced in licking. Her tongue went up and down Lina’s crack and she would suck lightly on her asshole as she got to the top, sometimes even insert her tongue. She was trying so hard not to cum, thankfully the professor told them to get back to their seat after a couple of minutes because he wanted to begin with the lesson. ‘Thank you, ladies. Alright, so today we are going to explore some historical photos of the 19th century when sex slaves first became a profession. In this photo…’ Lina let her mind drift off. Something thing Prof. Lockwood said earlier was stuck in her mind and worried her to death – he was going to tell Dr Shawn what a useless whore she was this morning. But wasn’t her ass fucking with Principal Bowman’s giant cock a punishment? And now she is standing in front of her whole class bent over the professor’s desk, naked. But she was still going to be punished by Dr Shawn today as well, and as she recalled, she had his class twice. What is going to happen to her… ‘Miss Shephard?’ Oh shit! She wasn’t paying attention and now she missed the question that Prof. Lockwood asked her. ‘Yes, Sir?’ ‘Care to venture a guess to my question?’ she started to sweat and her stomach sank. ‘I.. I didn’t understand it, do you mind reiterating it? Sir.’ He chuckled ‘I most certainly will not. Were you not paying attention to my class? On your first day of school? What was so important that it couldn’t wait, slut?’ ‘I’m so sorry, Sir, I.. I was just wo-worried about what you said earlier, about telling Dr Shawn, it won’t happen again, I am so sorry, Sir…’ ‘GET UP.’ He said with a stern voice. ‘Open the cabinet over there and choose your punishment tool.’ Lina got up and went to the cabinet. There were floggers, whips, canes, electric wands, electric butt plugs… ‘I thought this was Visual Literacy?’ She thought. ‘Get on with it, whore!’ She reached out and grabbed a flogger, then brought it to him. ‘Sit down on this chair at the edge, lift your legs in the air and present your worthless pussy to me.’ She did as she was told. ‘If you make a sound, or so much as move a muscle while your pussy is flogged, you will spend two days outside on the punishing board, do you understand me whore?’ ‘Y-yes, S-sir’. Lina started crying. She was trying so hard to be a good slut but it was only her first day in school and she already wanted to give up. ‘Sarah, come here and start flogging her pussy until I tell you to stop. I have a class to teach, and you two – better pay fucking attention. Got it? ‘Yes, Sir’ they said in unison. Sarah started flogging. One – Wham! Ouch that hurt! Two – Wham! ‘As I was saying earlier before I was rudely Interrupted *WHAM!*, this era is important because it laid the ground rules *WHAM!* of the society we get to enjoy today. *WHAM!* We are one of the few countries that enjoy a Master-slave lifestyle *WHAM!* and it took many years until we perfected it. Who here can tell me why we have rules?’ *WHAM!* Lina was sobbing quietly accepting her punishment but she didn’t know how much longer she could take it. *WHAM!* ‘Sarah you can get back to your seat. And you, whore, as well. And you better not repeat this again!’ ‘Th-thank you, Sir.’ Lina sat down on her dildo and tried to compose herself. ‘So, why do we have rules?’ A girl in the middle raised her hand. ‘Yes?’ ‘Thank you, Sir, for allowing me to speak. We have rules to keep us, slaves, humble, and to know why we need to learn or why we are punished. It also helps Masters to keep us safe and it guides them to give us the best education possible.’ ‘Thank you, Penny. Rules are made to create order from chaos, to help guide us, to protect us. When we break them’ he looked straight at Lina ‘we need to ensure that the parties responsible are punished. Alright, there are about two minutes left of class so let’s wrap it up. Your homework is to read chapter four from your textbook – “History on Slave Punishment” and to come up with a punishment that you would like to receive in Wednesday’s “Punishment and Discipline” classes. The punishment must be of a moderately severe nature and take the whole class period. Any questions? No? Then clean up your dildoes and you are dismissed.’ Lina got up. She was sore, humiliated, and terrified. She cleaned her dildo and put the mobile one in her ass, gathered her things and left the room.

Now, according to the map, the ‘Discipline and Punishment’ class is in the dungeon. She walked to the basement, and after her eyes adjusted to the gloomy and dark surroundings, she noticed there was no windows. The dungeon was enormous and cold. All the walls were brick or concrete and there was only concrete floor. Of course, it’s in a place where no one can hear you scream, or see you for that matter. She felt very cold, as she was completely naked. She proceeded to move inwards, along with the rest of the girls. Once the bell rang 10 am, the gates that were at the entrance closed, leaving them effectively trapped inside the dungeon. No way to escape.

Everyone aligned in a row facing the middle of the room, put their hands behind their backs and lowered their heads, looking at the floor, waiting. A few minutes later, Dr. Shawn walked in wearing his white doctor coat, a dress shirt, dress pants and black dress shoes, looking hot as ever. The top couple of buttons were undone, showing his muscular chest that had a little bit of hair on it. He was carrying a riding crop that looked painful, even from afar. ‘Good morning, slaves.’ ‘Good morning, Dr Shawn, Sir’ said everyone in unison. ‘Today, we will train you on endurance. More specifically, pain endurance. For the forty five minutes, you will ride the wooden horse. For those of you who do not know what that is, it is a wooden device used for centuries by our grandfathers to discipline young slaves. It looks like an inverted ‘V’ on which you will rest with your full body weight. Your hands and legs will be tied and you will be blind folded. Additionally, to make this game more interesting, I have a crop with me and will walk around and flog those who have improper posture, who make any noise, or who do anything else besides take their training with gratitude. Do I make myself clear?’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘Good. Follow me.’

The slaves followed Dr. Shawn, although reluctantly. Lina has never sat on such device and she has never felt the pain it might cause. She has, however, felt the pain of a riding crop. She felt more afraid of that than the wooden horse. That is, until she saw them. In the room next to the one they were in initially, there were about 20 devices spread apart equally. They were basically free standing structures, like an inverted triangle with legs bolted to the floor. But Dr. Shawn, with his sense of humor, had modified them. Instead of wood, on top was a metal plate with a significantly sharper edge than a wood one would have and there was a metal dildo which wasn’t very long, but it was about 2” diameter and had round bumps to make it even harder to insert. ‘Welcome to the disciplinary room for this class. Please, take out your butt plugs and put them aside, cleaning them up of course. Neatly, now.’ The girls scrambled to take out their plugs and clean them quickly, knowing that he hates waiting. ‘You are allowed to make the metal dildo wet, but only using your saliva and you have 20 seconds. After which you will sit down on it facing forward and spreading your whore pussy lips and cheeks apart. I want to see all of these dildos completely in your assholes! Should you fail, the crop will be waiting here for you. Once you’ve sat down on it, my assistants and I will tie your hands and legs together. I am expecting you to be silent and to have proper form. I want to see you being sexy, arch those backs, bulge your tits, present yourselves! Any questions? Good. Ready, set, go, 20 seconds to make the dildo wet!’ Everyone hurried and started licking the dildo. It tasted of ass, like it’s been used before, and it probably has. Lina was already used to this taste and she actually enjoyed it. She felt confident that she can take that in, given the fact that she was wearing a huge dildo all day and got fucked with a really big cock not too long ago. She spat and licked until the time ran out. ‘Okay, sluts, time is up, let’s get riding!’ Lina stepped on the little side ladder with her left foot and swung her right leg above the horse. Slowly, she spread her cheeks apart and sat down on the dildo. Boy, was that cold and thick! She felt her asshole expanding! She was about half way done when she felt the first crop on her back ‘Let’s go, I don’t have all day! Asses down, cheeks apart!’ and then there was another crop. She did her best not to make a sound because she knew that there will be more where that came from.

She finally reached the bottom and spread her cheeks and lips apart so her weight can rest on the horse. One of the assistants came by and grabbed her arms and feet and tied them together behind her back, naturally pressing more weight on her already hurting pussy and filled asshole. She had to endure this till the end of the class and present herself at the same time. She felt so exposed and vulnerable. Her ass was so sore already, but she made no noise, like a good slave would.

By her estimate, about 10 minutes have passed (even though she could not be sure because it felt like time wasn’t moving) when Dr. Shawn and his assistants started flogging everyone’s backs. Why was this happening, she didn’t do anything she was good. ‘You are receiving these flogs because I like pink skin. You, as slaves, must ALWAYS do what makes your master happy. I am just trying to help you out! I really think the appropriate response to this is a ‘Thank you, Master’, right slaves?’ ‘Yes, Sir, thank you, Master’ they all said in unison. The assistants kept flogging the slaves’ backs for quite a while. Lina was counting to take her mind off of the pain. She tried to concentrate on her posture and not making any noise, although it was getting very difficult. The position she was in required her to use a lot of her core muscles to present her tits and ass in a favorable position, and after about 25 minutes she was ready to give in. The saliva she had put on the metal dildo was drying up and her asshole was hurting more and more. To top that off, she had counted 53 floggings on her back and they just kept on coming. She thought she won’t be able to make it to the end of class and she feared what would happen to her if she gave in to the pain. Thankfully after a few more blows Dr. Shawn told the assistants to stop flogging their backs and step aside.

‘How are my slaves doing?’ ‘Very good, Sir’ ‘Thank you for teaching us, Sir’ ‘Thank you, Master’ was heard all over the room. ‘Good girls. Now that your back is nice and red the front looks out of place. Assistants, please proceed to flogging those tits and stomachs.’ ‘Oh, no’ Lina thought ‘not again. My nipples are so sore from those clamps… I can’t bear this anymore. But I have to otherwise will be worse.’ The assistants moved like a unison and stood on the right of each slave when they started to flog their fronts. Lina’s tits were very sensitive and it took very little stimulation before she would get aroused to the point that she is close to orgasm. Even though the flogging was painful, and her nipples were clamped, she couldn’t help but get her virgin pussy wet. She closed her eyes and gave in to the pleasure that the flogging gave her. She was a very well trained slave and she could control her orgasms but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the ride! She was counting the flogging again, to concentrate on something that passes the time. ‘… twenty three… twenty four GOD that feels good… mmm.. twenty five… twenty six…’ Instinctively she started moving her hips to the rhythm of the blows. Suddenly the class was over and the blows stopped. Just as she was starting to enjoy herself!

‘Alright, sluts, class is over! Please clean out your stations for the next class and proceed with your schedule. See you in the afternoon!’

The assistant untied Lina’s hands and feet. Slowly, she pushed herself up and got the dildo out of her ass. She could see her pussy juices running down the horse. She cleaned the dildo and body part with wipes. Everything hurt! Her back was as red as tomato and her boobs were worse. All her muscles have been strained to their max and this was only the second period! How can she survive the day, this was too much… Since she didn’t have a uniform, she just re-inserted her dildo in her already very sore ass and weakly proceeded to the stables for the pony training… with Dr. Shawn!


Coming soon.. Part 4 and more drawings!