by Alan Horn
I was getting aroused again. I was helpless at the hands of a girl my age. That we were locked together didn't matter. What mattered was that her hands were free and she had a whip. I had to obey her. She wasn't a master, but she controlled me. This was neat.
We all said, “Yes, Madam,” and shuffled to the corner. The girl with freed hands picked up a pad and we found spots to drop them.
“Now, the girl without prior experience lay on the pad, face up. Pull your feet up to your ass and spread your knees wide. The girl with the whip will instruct the third girl in eating out the inexperienced girl. Use the whip to enforce your orders. Your goal is to bring the girl laying on the map to orgasm as soon as possible. You may use your hands and body to speed the process. Go.”
I was the experienced girl with locked hands in my team. The inexperienced girl on the mat was Nikki and the girl with the whip was Tasha.
Tasha said, “Kneel between her legs and start licking her cunt.”
In my dreams, I had things done to me. Here I had to do things under the orders of a girl with a whip. This was even better than my dreams. In my dreams, I was under the control of a brute that was much stronger than I and there was no resistance possible. Here, the one in charge was no stronger than me. I was helpless but if the chains were removed I could be in charge. But she had a whip and could give me lots of pain if I resisted. Why did the threat of pain make me more aroused? I never had pain in my dreams, but now I was dripping wet even before starting on Nikki.
I knelt and put my lips on her pussy. I started licking. Nikki had a thick bush. After a few licks I turned my head and spat out a few bit of foliage. I felt the crop bite my ass, hard. I jumped and heard Tasha say, “Ignore those. Lick faster. I did and tasted Nikki's love juices. Just a little. She was sweet but a little salty. She smelled of sex. I saw Tasha kneel beside us and put her hands on Nikki's breasts. I heard Nikki moan and felt her pussy lips tighten.
Tasha said, “stick your tongue between her pussy lips. Lick fast and hard. I did it. It was familiar to me. I heard Nikki moan louder. I could hear similar sound from the other teams. I was getting aroused too. Not from any physical sensation. I was feeling something inside me. I could feel my own pulse quickening and my breathing was getting faster. It was from my stinging ass. I was getting aroused by Tasha's whip. I felt so helpless and maybe that was it. I have always had fantasies of being helpless and forced into sex. I licked hard and gasped. I located her hard nub of a clit and licked it. Nikki's moans became screeches. I took her clit into my mouth, sucking hard and licking it. Nikki came with a scream of pure pleasure and spasmed so hard I was thrown back on my ass.
Tasha said, “Wow. Good job, Alex.”
Sadie said, “We have a winner, girls. Keep going.”
I saw both the other teams come with lots of noise. None was so explosive as Nikki and I felt quiet pride that I had made her come as quickly. Nikki rolled onto her knees and scrunched up to me She leaned forward and gave me a deep, lingering kiss. We exchanged saliva for a long time. When she broke off she said, “Alex, thank you so much. That was the best thing ever. I love you so much.”
Sadie said, “You all did well. Go in the bathroom. Use the toilet if you want. The one with the free hands will clean the others. Come back and go to your pads then.”
We knelt beside our pads when we came back.
Sadie said. "Now, experienced girls whose hands are locked lay on your back. Inexperienced girls make her come. The girl with the whip will instruct the inexperienced girl as before. Your goal is still the same. Go.”
I lay back on the pad, pulled my feet up to my ass, and spread my knees wide. I closed my eyes. I was so ready to come. I wish it was a man. I wanted him inside me. I said, “eat me, Nikki. Quick.” I heard Tasha barking orders, but didn't understand any words. I felt Nikki's hot breath and tongue on my pussy. I felt her tongue stroking my nether lips and my heat was rising. She was making me hot, hot, hot. I felt Tasha's hot mouth close around my nipple. She sucked and used her tongue to tweak my ring. God, I hadn't realized how sensitive it was.
My aroused nipple got rock hard. It ached. The difference in my two nipples was dramatic. One was just feeling the weight of the ring swaying with my motion. The one in Tasha's mouth was screaming at me. It was hot and tingling. It itched. It burned. It was hungry for more. I tried to speak, but only a low, growly moan issued. I didn't have any words that fit. I didn't know speech. I only had lust and need. Then Nikki touched my clit with her teeth. Just a little passionate nip and I exploded. I screamed, I pulsed. My pussy spasmed so hard. I felt gallons of love juices spray from my cunt. Fuck needing a man. I was floating so high now. I tried to use my hands to hold Nikki, but they wouldn't obey me. Then I remembered they were locked under me. Fuck. I lay there in bliss. I was satisfied. I could stay here forever. I opened my eyes and saw Nikki and Tasha beaming down at me. They both looked like the cat that ate the canary. “That was the best fuck I ever had. Really. Can I just lay here a while.?”
Sadie's voice came to me, “Same drill as before. Everyone go clean up then come back here. Bring a towel to clean your pad.”
I got up, this time Tasha helped me. We went into the bath and cleaned up. When we were kneeling by our pads again, Miss Johansen went to each coffle. She gave the girl with hands free a leather leash. She said. This time the girl with her hands free will choose one of the girls on her coffle to make her come. She will put the leash on the nose ring of the chosen girl and will force her to give the orgasm. Go.
Tasha looked at Nikki and I and put the leash on my nose ring. Tasha lay back and pulled my nose to her loins. She said, “Do just like you did with Nikki. Follow my orders. Say 'Yes, Mistress'.”
She yanked my nose ring and I obeyed her. “Yes, Mistress.” I started licking her nether lips. She was holding my nose ring tight to her pussy and rubbing my ass with her crop.
“Harder and faster, slut.”
My loins grew hot. Her rough language and my total helplessness were turning me on. I licked hard and fast.
Tasha moaned and gasped, “stick it in farther. Lick hard.”
I thrust my tongue in as far as I could. I felt her inner lips part. They squeezed my tongue like it was a penis. Her love juices were copious. I sucked them down. So good, so hot. I licked her clit and sucked on it.
Tasha screamed and came hard. She spasmed mightily and her love juices spurted all over my face. I licked up all I could reach. They were like ambrosia of the gods. Tasha held tight to my leash. I couldn't move at all so I just kept licking. After a while she relaxed her grip and I was able to rise. I knelt and smiled at her. I was still aroused and close to coming myself.
She opened her eyes and grinned at me. She said, “I know that wasn't as good for you as it was for me. Sorry.”
I said, I've already had mine. Thanks.”
Sadie said, “OK, girls go clean up again and come back as soon as you're done.”
Tasha cleaned my face and breasts. Then her loins. We went back and knelt by our pads one more time.
Sadie said, “Now you have all had an orgasm from a woman. Just you first timers. Was this orgasm better than the ones you had from the last male?
All three of the first timers said, “Yes, Madam.”
“When you gave an orgasm did it arouse you?”
Again, all three said, “Yes, Madam.”
"OK. Now, just you three experienced girls with your hands locked up. Was this orgasm better than the last one you had from the last male?"
All three said, “Yes, Madam.”
“Was this orgasm better than you had from the last woman?”
Again, all three said, “Yes, Madam.”
“When you gave an orgasm, did it arouse you?”
Three more, “Yes Madam.”
“Now you three with your hands free. Was this orgasm better than the last one you had from a man?”
All three said, “Yes, Madam.”
“Was this orgasm better
than the last one you had from a woman?”
All three said, “Yes, Madam.”
“You have all just had the best orgasms of your lives. Can anyone tell me why? OK, I see several of you have ideas. Nikki?”
Nikki said, “Madam, I was helpless and felt submissive.”
"Good. That is important. Tasha?”
Tasha responded, ”Madam, mine was great. I think it was because I felt two conflicting feelings I had never had before. I was in complete control of my partner. I was also quite helpless myself. Anyone besides my partner was in control of me. I felt both submissive and dominant. It was unusual, but arousing.”
“Good. I want you all to think about this topic. We will address it much more in the future. For now think about this. You are here because your parents are concerned. Your current paths will lead you to unhappy futures. Also, many of your actions have brought embarrassment to them and harmed their lives. You are here to correct some behavior faults. You are completely helpless and controlled. You will be kept like this indefinitely. The main reason you all had a superior sexual experience is because you are chained and helpless. You are submissive and this arouses you. Tomorrow we will discuss submission. Get a good night's sleep.”
Miss Roberts freed all our hands and removed the coffle chains. We were told lights would be turned off in 30 minutes and we should be on their pads and quiet.
Sadie said, “Your collars will stun you if you leave the building.”
Miss Roberts locked the door when they left. Both she and Sadie went to the control room. They sat down and watched the feeds from the cameras in the girls rooms.
I was still aroused and wanted more sex when Sadie left. I got a pad and made sure it was clean and dry. We still had time until lights out so I talked to a few of the girls. I noticed that all were good looking. They all looked like cheerleaders, well except for being nude and wearing chains. What I mean is that all were trim and had slim waists and a good rack. No one stood out as being gorgeous, but I would be glad to hang with any of them. I didn't know anything about anyone's personality except for Tasha's lesson with Miss Johansen. I saw number six, Chris, sitting on a pad. She was looking kind of wistful, but not sad. I could identify with that. I went to her . “Hi, I'm Alex, can I sit with you?”
She looked surprised but then smiled. “Sure,” she said.
I sat on her pad and tried to cross my legs. Whoops, snagged. I half stood and lowered myself with my legs crossed. That worked. “I don't know if I'll ever get used to these things. They don't stop much, but they make most things harder.”
Chris said, “Do you think we'll have to wear them long enough to get used to them?”
“I think my folks had to be both upset with me and glad to get me put away. I think I'll be here until I'm twenty one, at least. That's almost four years. Yeah, I'll get used to them.”
Chris looked half sad and said, “ You don't seem upset at a four year sentence.”
“Well, I figure there's nothing I can do about it, so I'm going to sit back and enjoy the ride. I had more fun tonight than I ever expected when I was loaded with these chains. How about you?”
Chris said, “ About like you. Yeah, tonight was great. I hope we get to do it again. But I don't want to spend years here.”
“Unless you know a way out of her I don't, why not enjoy it. I'm not going to fret about something I can't affect. It looks like we'll finish high school here and have some good times.”
Chris whined softly, “I want a man. Tonight was great, but I like men a lot. I don't think that's on the menu here.”
“I do too, but we haven't been here long. I have hope.” I scooted over to her and put my arms around her. “Don't fret. You can't change anything. We girls all have each other. Let's be friends.”
Chris put her arms around me. She looked into my eyes and said, “Yes, let's be friends and she kissed me. I was surprised and pleased. Things were getting a lot friendlier than I had hoped. We clung to each other like lovers. Soon I was on my back and she was laying on me. We rubbed breasts and cunts enthusiastically. I was getting aroused and from the size of her eyes, so was she.
She lifted her lips off mine and said, “I love your rings. How do they feel?”
"Like your, I guess. Still tender but they arouse me when they move. And they move all the time."
They look great on you. They're perfect for your coloring and hair. Would you like to make love?
Chris said, “Thought you'd never ask. Of course. You're not a guy, but you've got a great mouth.” She opened her mouth and waved her tongue at me.
“Yours looks good too.” The lights went out then.
Chris slid off me and said, Don't move. I felt her moving around then her mouth closed on my nipple. Her hand touched my other nipple and she started rubbing my cunt with her other hand.
The instructors watched the screens showing the girls room. All the cameras were low light cameras and they saw everything going on in there. Miss Roberts observed, “I wondered what would happen with an odd number of girls.”
Jason said, “I'm not surprised. Four pairs and one threesome. I didn't think anyone would get left out. Boys and girls that age are full of hormones.”
Chapter 16 - Limits
I awoke when the lights came on. Miss Johansen was standing in the room and ordered us to get ready for the day. Dressing wasn't a problem since we were all still naked. We hurried through a shower and some attempts to fix our hair. Brushing is all most of us managed. We went back into the main room.
Miss Johansen said, “Line up for coffle.
We lined up and she and Miss Roberts locked the coffle chains on us. None of us dared object for fear of her collar controller. We all had seen what it did to Tasha. They locked our hands behind us too. I'm sure girls in coffle never give them any trouble! We marched to breakfast. We had scrambled eggs with bacon crumbled in our bowls this morning. Simple fare but good.
We were led back to our room and found two more girls waiting for us. Numbers ten (Amanda) and eleven (Sandra), of course. Miss Roberts locked them onto the tail of the coffle and off we went. We were led outside onto a lawn. We could see across green pastures. There were several low structures nearby. A tall chain link fence apparently surrounding the school. The building we came from blocked our view to the rear. We were led onto a paved path past the buildings and toward the fence. As we approached a pair of posts on either side of the path, we were stopped. Miss Johansen said, “See these posts, Girls. Painted white with red tops. These are your warning boundary. If you go past these you will get a mild shock. It won't do more than alert you."
She led us on past the posts, and , sure enough, as we passed them, each girl said, “Ouch,” or similar. We walked on and soon came to a pair of red posts. We were halted.
“These red posts are your boundary. If you pass beyond them you will get a painful shock and alarms will sound to the security force. Does anyone want to test it? I'll let you off the coffle so you can show your classmates how brave you are.”
No one volunteered.
"OK. That's wise. If you ignore the painful shock and climb the fence, your collar will give you a stun shot. It will knock you out and send a homing signal to the guards. The punishment for trying to escape is lots of pain for a long time and a reduction in your freedom. Now, it’s time for exercise, so let's take a walk.”
She led us off at a fast walk for us with chained ankles. We walked around the school. There was a paved path just inside the fence. I took us a long time to learn to walk without jerking our collars. We learned to walk closer together so there was more slack in the chain. At first we would jerk each other at every turn. After a half hour or so we didn't jerk unless there was something startling or one of us stepped on a rock. By the end of the walk I was able to look at our surroundings while we walked. At first, I walked stiffly. I had never been so restrained. Hands locked behind my back, leg irons, coffle chain on my neck. My neck was being yanked by the girls
next to me.
As we walked along, I missed swinging my arms for balance and to get in a rhythm. Miss Roberts walked alongside us and offered suggestions. She told me to try and exaggerate my hips to compensate for not having hands. I tried it and it helped. By the end of the walk, I was comfortable.
We were taken into a classroom. There were short tables we knelt at. Our coffle chains were removed and our hands freed. We had three hours of high school classes – math, world history, English. There were short breaks between classes for us to stretch our legs. A short lunch and back to class. In the afternoon we had science, biology, Spanish, and ended with P.E.
Our P.E class was unusual. We played volleyball. With ankle chains we weren't very mobile, but we all shared the same handicap. But that wasn't all. After 30 minutes of that, we practiced the slave positions. Kneeling, Standing display, punishment, doggy, kneel up, and a dozen more. There were standards for each position. We changed into each position dozens of times. Our positions and our grace in movement was criticized and corrected. Miss Johansen and Miss Roberts were our instructors all day. In P.E. They used a crop to correct us. I got twenty whacks. All hurt a little and they were quite effective. I learned quickly. I never got as graceful as they wanted, but I'll improve with practice.
We were taken back to our room and told to shower and refresh ourselves. I was hoping we would get to practice our love techniques again. I've got to admit, that was the best time I have ever had at a school. When we got back in the main room we found a new girl and Miss Johansen waiting for us.. Her name was Nylla, number twelve. She was small with black hair almost to her waist. Nice tits. And a slim waist like the rest of us. She wore chains like ours and had identical rings. She looked glad to see us.
We were put back into coffle, now there were twelve of us. Sadie led us down the hall to what she called the games room. It was a large room filled with things to make us hurt. We were put along one wall, the coffle fastened at both ends. Sadie said, "girls, one of you will be whipped every day, except Saturday and Sunday. We have found that a regular whipping makes a girl obedient. You will receive twenty strokes. We will go in order. one through twelve. Miss Roberts released Janette and took her to the center of the room. A metal bar on a chain was lowered to the right height. Janette's hands were unlocked from her back and her cuffs clipped to each end of the bar. The bar was raised so that her toes just touched the floor. She hung there beautifully.
