Chapter 8 "Sharon enjoys her hormones"

John walked noisily along the stone corridor. The Hackmoore's school was generally quiet by day. Most of the teachers were teaching the theory to their female students. Every so often John would hear the crack of a whip and normally the screech of the girl on the receiving end. He really did like his job. John's title was porter which meant he moved items, usually girls, from one area to another. He worked out every day to keep his muscles strong and well toned. Most of the time the girls are very easy to transport but occasionally he got one who thought she could make it to the outside.

Mr Boggis was a very good headmaster John thought. He felt the old one spent more time reading books than normal. Mr Boggis actually took a very active interest in the school and his students. But John especially liked it when Mr Boggis allowed him to carry out some of the punishments.

John smiled as he neared the room where Sharon was hung upside down. He unlocked the door and walked in. Sharon looked over to the Porter.

"How are we doing Sharon?"

"Good Sir, but the cramps are very very painful now Sir."

"Okay Sharon, the doctor said all you needed was another 15 minutes. Not long now."

Sharon nodded her head and wined as a number painful cramp shocked through her body.

A few minutes later Sharon was straddling the toilet and rubbing her ankles. She released the water and felt the pleasure as the pressure subsided. She cleaned herself up and without even instructions from John went and lay on the table. John walked over and was about to attach the cuffs. But he figured, it's just a waste of time.

The door opened and the Nurse walked in. She carried a metal tray with 14 syringes on it. She noticed that Sharon didn't have restraints and looked to John.

"Do you think she's ready?" asked the nurse

"Actually no, I don't think so. Sorry Sharon." John busied himself by putting the cuffs on.

"That's okay Sir." Sharon said glumly.

Dr Every was a small man. He specialized in hormones from an early age but felt there wasn't much of a market for his special research. The school had found him and hired him on the spot. In less than four months research Dr Every had perfected the female orgasms hormone. Once injected into a female rat it had orgasms each time it moved. From then on he had researched many other hormones, 13 in all. He had just developed a 14th one two weeks back and was itching to try it on a student. Sharon had been chosen only this morning.

The Nurse took Sharon's blood pressure and took a sample of blood also. Dr Every stood beside the table and dabbed some muscle relaxant onto Sharon's stomach. He reached over and took the first needle. He positioned it just above her belly button and pushed the needle in. Sharon felt the rush of liquid enter her body. She closed her eyes. She knew the 13th was the worse.

Sharon felt her body tingling. Her muscles were relaxing. She knew she had to have the 13th injection to stop her from getting pregnant. That wasn't so bad in itself, it was just that she had to have it every six months.

The Dr finished the 12th syringe. He picked up the 13th and looked at Sharon. "You know this one girl, I don't want to hear a peep. Do you understand?"

Sharon nodded. She wondered if she could keep quiet. The needle went in and Sharon could feel the burning sensation already. A minute past and everything seemed to be okay. Then it hit.

Sharon arched her back off the table. John leaned forward and took her hand. Sharon moaned and thrusted her belly to the ceiling. A minute later it was all over. The nurse dried Sharon's forehead with a damp cloth.

Dr Every took the 14th syringe. "Well, that wasn't too bad was it Sharon. And today I've got a special treat for you. This little baby slows down your adrenaline gland thereby allowing you to experience pain much much more. Isn't that wonderful?"

The Doctor didn't expect a reply. He quickly jabbed the needle in and emptied it of it's contents. He dropped it back onto the tray and walked off without a backwards glance.

John took Sharon back to her room to rest. Dinner came a little later and Sharon ate heartily. She wondered how Melissa was doing with her Cock- sucking course. She'd find out tomorrow. She then went to sleep.

Rodney looked around the strip club. He knew if his wife every caught him or his son in here she'd have his guts for garters.

Paul noticed Rodney's agitation. "Relax Rod, she ain't going to find you in here. She knows that you wouldn't come in here." He continued to watch as a dancer a few week away shook her breasts towards Matt.

Matt was dieing. His erection was so huge now he was going burst. He needed some relief. "Dad, I need to screw one of these bitches . help me out, please?"

Rodney followed his son's stare towards the red head on the pole. "Hhhmmm . I don't know son. She's a bit of an animal."

Matt spun his head around. "Dad! . come on!"

Rodney smiled, "Okay okay, go and get her." handing him a 50 note.

Matt was off. He went over to the red head and after a few seconds conversation she lead him to a small area out the back.

Rodney leaned over to Paul, "That kid is going to be dangerous if I can't get him to blow his load once a week."

Paul smiled, "I know the feeling. So how is your wife Rod?"

Rod sighed, "Mate, she's driving me nuts. All she does is complain and now the girls are doing it too. Matt doesn't even get a chance at the bathrooms in the mornings now. He's resorted to washing himself in the basement washing tub. Thing is, I don't know what to do about it all. You said you might have something in mind?"

"Well, I do buddy . and it's quite simple, but it'll cost you five times as much because you've got five females in the house."

"Don't worry about that old buddy, my wife's Fathers just died leaving all the money to us. There is a nice package there. But why would I need a lot of money, and for the girls too?"

Paul explained, and the more he explained about Dave and his daughters and also about how he sent Cindy away to the school . Rodney's prick was getting bigger and nastier by the second.

Before Matt had gotten back the deal was made. Sure it would be quiet for a couple of months while the girls were trained but Rodney felt he deserved a holiday.

All three of them were grinning like Cheshire Cats on the way home. But Rodney and Paul were grinning for different reasons.

That night Paul was woken up at 2am.

"Mr Winslow, it's Mr Boggis here from Hackmoores. It's your daughter Sir, She has tried to escaped. We'll punish her accordingly of course but are there any instructions you'd like us to follow?"

Paul lay back in his pillow, Damn he thought. "Mr Boggis, make her wish the football team had busted her cherry."

"Yes Sir, as always we'll document and videotape the whole process. Sorry for disturbing you Sir."

"That's quite alright Mr Boggis, Good night."

Paul hung up the phone and rolled over. "Have a good night, my daughter."

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