. Starting Out After Pecks little pep talk, I just about busted my ass trying to make Ferd the Nerd happy. I smiled my sweetest, and moaned enthusiastically at the right times, and screamed when he pinched my tits and cunt lips I didnt have to fake that part, and went through all the proper gyrations. So that Ferdy -- and anyone who happened to watch the tape that Old Peck was making of my ordeal -- must have been sure that I was fucking for the pure love of it.

. In the Trade One funny thing. Although lots of the teachers -- men and women alike -- were "enjoying my favors", as the old stories used to put it, the kids at school left me alone. Oh, not quite alone. They knew the score, of course. Even if the word hadnt gotten around, they would have been able to guess from the way I dressed. And I knew that Pecks pictures of me were circulating around the school -- he used to make a point of telling me whenever he sold a set

"Hi, Teach!" she said brightly. "Youre looking chipper this morning. I guess that you must have done something fun last night. h "By the way," she went on, "weve told some of the kids about it. And showed them the pictures, of course -- they didnt believe us at first. We wont tell you which kids we told -- we sort of think it would entertain you to guess about it.

. The Examination Peck felt my tits again as soon as he got me into his office -- both hands, this time -- and then he told me to sit down. His voice really oozed as he pointed out that he didnt want to ruin my life by turning me in to the police -- a stigma like that could follow me to my grave, and he didnt want to bear the responsibility of destroying a She had suffered a severe heart attack last year when Dad was killed in that traffic accident, and a blow like this might finish her off for good. But, he went on, he couldnt let me off without any punishment at all -- that would be bad for my character -- and disastrous for his business if word got around.

On the nights that Jim was going to be out of town and somehow, Angie seemed to know what nights they would be, even before Susie did herself Angie would come over to spend the night in the delights of Lesbian torture, sometimes having "the boys" over for a gang bang first. Their abuses were more varied now, since Angie had given them the word that Susies asshole was in service, too. And the training that Susie had received in the use of her "working parts" made the rapes a lot more fun for the boys.

. Caught! "Hold on a minute," the cop interrupted. "You say that you werent a virgin when you entered college?" Ellen nodded, a bit embarrassed at being cross-examined on so intimate a subject. "So tell me how you got started into sex", he went on. Ellen actually blushed -- something that she hadnt done for a long time. "Its a long story, and not exactly a pretty one. I dont think that it really needs telling now.

. The Fraternity Party It all started she began that night in the fraternity house. I was going with Jeff then, and things were pretty close between us. All right, so I was living with him. What the Hell, all the girls in college were doing it. Id lost it in high school, anyway. Jeff was pretty demanding. He said that he wasnt going to let me ride on his coattails around the college social circles unless I put out for him regularly.

Angie smiled her malevolent smirk once more. "OK, Susie darling," she grinned. "Its your turn now." Susie cringed. What on earth was left? Was there any other humiliation that she had not already suffered? And then Angie was kneeling beside her, caressing Susies nipples with her fingers and tongue, once more rousing in Susie the swelling of unbidden passion that had been so frustratingly cut short each time. But this time, Angie was more generous. She kept the gentle manipulations going far longer than she had before, until Susie knew that she would go crazy if she didnt come soon.

. Getting Ready When that damned thing was secure in my asshole, Rosie marched me back to the office, where Peck took the other Persuader out of my cunt. Apparently, there was some trick to it, because he got it out without having it shock me even the least bit. And then, of course, he had to "test my response" to the shocker in my ass. He couldnt pass up an opportunity like that. Believe me, it hurt just as much as the other one had.

She knew the meaning of the word -- her life hadnt been that sheltered. After all, she had lived in a college dormitory for four years. Her anger flared up again. "Ill do no such thing!" she protested. "You can take your dirty ideas, and your dirty sheets, and . . ." She broke off in a yelp of pain as one of the boys hit her with a leather strap, the lash curling around her calves, just below her skirt.