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Chapter 11. In which Sarah begins her cock training
It took the Trinity class less than a minute to form up outside Miss Watson's classroom. The moment the girls settled in formation, they were called inside. Each girl scanned her tag and stood beside her seat, Sarah again marvelling at the transparent desks Miss Watson's room contained.
"Well, well Mitchell you are an eager beaver. Couldn't wait to show those udders off it seems. Come out the front if you are so keen and let's have a nice look. Sit," Miss Watson commanded, waving expansively at the class.
The schoolgirls sat as Mitchell made her way onto the platform. Sarah watched the miserable teen turn to face the class and stand at attention, noticing the poor girl’s jaw clenching as she anxiously waited for the degradation that was sure to come.
“Bounce up and down, show everyone what those udders can do. Yes, aren’t they lovely. Do you like stripes Mitchell?”
“Uh yes Ma’am,” replied the bouncing girl, the flesh of her breasts bobbing sensuously in her bra.
“Maybe I should put a few across those udders, wouldn’t they look even prettier? What do you think Mitchell?” asked Miss Watson as she swished her cane through the air.
“Please no Ma’am,” begged the distressed girl. Mitchell thought back to the pain from the cane strokes on her ass. Her udders were sure to hurt a hundred times more.
“Hmm, are you proud of those udders Mitchell?”
“Yes Ma’am,” she responded truthfully. She had indeed always been happy with their size, they definitely got her noticed by the boys.
“Take care Mitchell. A slut should take pride in her appearance but your first concern should be how others perceive you and your priority should be how others wish to see you. An important component of service is ensuring that you are pleasing to those around you. It is your duty to anticipate the needs and desires of others. Think about that always and let it influence everything you do and say. Understand Mitchell?”
“Yes Ma’am.”
“Well then would you like a few stripes to make those nice udders even prettier?”
Mitchell closed her eyes as she continued to bounce in front of the class. Sarah could almost hear the cogs and gears whirling in the busty girl’s brain, desperately trying to come up with the correct response. Whatever answer she gave, thought Sarah, would bring her pain. Of that she was sure.
“Yes please Ma’am,” Mitchell replied dejectedly.
“You do not seem too happy about it Mitchell. Do you want me to stripe those udders or not?”
“Yes please Ma’am,” Mitchell replied, mustering as much spark as she could.
“Then ask me nicely Mitchell, politeness costs nothing you know, “ said Miss Watson with a smile.
“Please stripe my udders Ma’am,” Mitchell replied, a smile on her face and sweetness in her voice.
“See Mitchell, how much more pleasing that is. Enthusiasm is important for a slut. Just going through the motions is not enough, it implies disrespect and that your focus is not correctly placed. Sometimes in service you will be faced with tasks that are unpleasant or painful but it is a slut’s duty to treat them like any other, to show enthusiasm for all tasks, as performing any activity set by a superior is a chance for the slut to show her training, to show her obedience and servitude. All a slut can ask is that she is given the chance to serve, that in itself will provide all the pleasure that she should expect. The enthusiasm need not be for the task but for the chance to serve.
“Lean forward, bend at the waist. Chin up, head back.”
Three time, in quick succession, Miss Watson brought the cane down on Mitchell’s tender breast meat. The result was a whimpering girl with three neat red stripes across her chest. The strokes had been mild when compared to the corrections doled out during form class but it was enough to mark the more delicate flesh of the two large mounds contained by Mitchell’s half-cup bra.
“Sit,” Miss Watson snapped. She watched the sniffling girl take her seat, pleased with Mitchell’s grasp of the situation, though she had a sneaking suspicion it was more luck than any real understanding. She was going to have to really embrace her training and develop some exceptional instincts if she was going to make her patron happy.
“This lesson we will be focusing on cock training. Being familiar with, and pleasuring, a cock is an integral part of a slut’s repertoire. You will all come to crave the very sight of cock, the feel of it in your mouth or cunt or asshole. The natural state of a slut’s holes is to be filled and there is nothing more satisfying than a cock providing that filling. Dildo’s and other instruments do a good job but there is no substitute for cock.
“For you, right now, a dildo will suffice, we can’t let untrained whores loose on real cock. I can just imagine the disaster that would be. Retrieve your dildo from your school kit, there will be three in there but for now you will be needing the one with the suction cup at the base.
“Ness once you have yours, collect the stand from the back room and bring it to the platform.”
Olsen stood up to begin the class’ retrieval of their dildo’s. Sarah’s mind was in a whirl. This was moving ever so quickly now. Before they had not really talked about sex, she knew it was inevitable but as long as it was in the future she was happy enough to ignore it. Now she was being confronted by it, her life was going to become a whirlwind of sexual activity. She was going to be expected to perform acts she had never even dreamed about, with people she did not know and whom she did not love. She had always had a very romantic view of sex that would now, never be realised.
It was soon Sarah’s turn and she rose to collect the instrument of her coming degradation. Under the next partition in her kit box lay three dildos. She had seen them before in pictures but never in reality. She quickly spotted the one she needed now: a large 8 inch long, thick, flexible cock. There were a pair of balls at the bottom and a large suction cup at the base of the shaft. Were cocks really like this? This big, this thick?
Next to it lay a smaller one made of clear glass, with strange undulations along its length and next to that was her final dildo that was strangely curved and which looked more like some alien torture device than a sexual toy designed to give pleasure.
Sarah reached out hesitantly and picked up the large dildo and returned to her seat. She held it above the desk in front of her as she had noticed the three girls before her had done. She stared at it while the rest of the class collected their own. She noticed a small row of numbers curving around the base of the suction cup. They were her school ID barcode, the same that was embossed on the tag that hung from her ear. There was no denying it, this was her dildo.
What an ugly word she thought. Sarah vowed to herself to refer to it as her cock. No one would know, her thoughts were still her own. They were the last bastion she had, no matter what happened they could not get inside there. She could never be held accountable for her thoughts. She gently squeezed the rubber cock to feel it’s consistency. It felt quite rubbery, stiff but with a little give. It was a creamy colour and had raised ridges along its length. They look like veins, Sarah mused to herself as she continued to study what was apparently going to be the focus of this class, and no doubt of many to come, she added a little fearfully.
Ness soon appeared at the front of the class struggling to carry a weird metal contraption. It was a thick metal frame consisting of a triangular base that supported a tall metal pole. What caught Sarah’s attention was the item protruding from the pole about halfway up its length. A large black dildo, much longer, though no thicker than the one she held, was fixed to the metal pole. It stuck out horizontally but drooped under its own weight. There were thin bands of yellow around the entire length of the black cock, from base to tip, that looked to be around an inch apart, giving the dildo the appearance of the rear-end of huge black wasp.
“Set it down, facing to the side then take your seat. Girls you may place your dildo’s on your desks, be sure to press the cup hard to ensure it creates suction. Have the balls facing you.”
Sarah did as she was told, gripping the fake cock in both hands and pushed it into the desk. She felt the suction cup grip the smooth surface beneath and gingerly let go. The 8 inch cock flopped towards her but the cup held it to the table. It looks so strange, Sarah thought, as she watched the cock bob towards her as it settled in its new position. There is even a small dent in the end of it, which was where the pee would come from, Sarah marvelled.
“These dildo’s are as important to you as your uniform or your collar. Each one is imprinted with your ID number and it is your responsibility to take care of them. They are to be kept clean and blemish-free. A well cared for dildo can be like a best friend. Each of these dildos is made from a high-grade silicon compound that imparts durability as well as a non-porous bacteria free surface that will ensure a long life when cared for. They look very lifelike don’t they girls? They have been moulded from a cock that you will have more to do with later in your training. Before we start let’s get a little feel for the experience levels of the class.
“Who has given a handjob? Raise your right hand. Thirteen, not bad. Who has sucked a cock? Only six, very disappointing. Who has fucked a cock? Eleven! That is very disappointing, more of you sluts have fucked than sucked. Casta, why have you fucked and not sucked?”
“Um… I, Ma’am,” stammered the flustered French teen. “I have not sucked because, um it just didn’t come up Ma’am.”
“Didn’t come up? Are you trying to take the piss, Casta?” Miss Watson asked, pointing the cane menacingly at the now trembling teen.
“No Ma’am. Sorry Ma’am, I just meant that it just didn’t happen.”
“I am not happy about that at all. Who has fucked two cocks at once. No one. Porter you did not raise your hand at all. Of all the girls I am most disappointed in you. I hope you will work hard to prove to me that your situation is simply an unfortunate accident of circumstance.”
“Yes Ma’am, I will work hard,” Sarah replied eagerly.
She had felt strangely anxious as these personal questions had been asked. Knowing the other girls were raising their hands and knowing that she never could, no matter what questions were asked. She honestly didn’t want to disappoint anyone but she could not change anything now.
“Let’s not dwell on the past though,” said Miss Watson in a show of synergy with Sarah’s thoughts that made the surprised girl’s eyes widen in amazement. “You are here to be trained and your past indiscretions are not important. First thing we are doing today is taking a reading of your deepthroat index. Olsen scan your tag and kneel in front of Rex,” Miss Watson directed, a wide smile brightening her stern face. “You will find that you may come to name your dildos as we have done with Rex here.”
Olsen knelt on the platform in front of the stand. Her eyes were fastened to the long black cock suspended from the pole. It hung a few inches over the nervous girl’s head, the inert object ominously still as the class waited to see what would happen next.
“Right Olsen, get that cock as far down your mouth as you can and hold it. You have three attempts and your final effort will be recorded. Lick and spit on it first, lubrication is always important, whether dealing with dildos or cocks. No matter what hole a slut is expecting to have filled, lubrication is always important. Often you will only be using your natural juices, be they saliva or cunt juice to help lubricate. Learn to make the most of what you have. Begin.”
Olsen swallowed and raised herself slowly off her knees. She leaned in to the long black cock and licked the thick knobbed end. She gingerly took the head in her mouth, but immediately spat it out and went back to licking the shaft. Sarah could see almost no moisture on the black dildo. She was worried that her classmate’s mouth was dry due to nervousness and she would not be able to lubricate it at all.
Olsen was having similar concerns. She was trying to suck her tongue to produce some saliva but she was not very successful. She continued to lick the end gently not sure what else to do.
“Olsen, get that cock IN your mouth. Move it in and out, fuck it with your mouth. This will produce the saliva that you need. Deeper, that is just the tip. The tip of a cock is the most sensitive part but you must not neglect any part. The entire cock is the object of this task and will become the object of your desire as your training progresses. Deeper. Right, now continue fucking at that depth.”
Olsen now had an inch or two of the cock in her mouth, moving her head back and forwards along the cock. Her ponytail swished behind her as she fucked the black dildo with her mouth. The motion helped produce the moisture she would need to go deeper and deeper on the dildo. She was relieved when she felt her mouth moisten around the rubber invader.
“You have three attempts. Take as much of the cock into your mouth as possible. When you are ready to make your attempt hold the position for a count of three. On your third attempt I will measure your progress.”
Olsen took a deep breath and forced the cock down her throat as far as it would go. She held it for a count of three, the quickest count of three she had ever done and came off the dildo gasping. She had nothing on which to judge her performance. Did she do well? Was she hopeless? The uncertainty gnawed at her insides.
Sarah watched her classmate force the cock deep in her mouth again. Olsen’s face had gone bright red with her efforts. The poor girl’s hands clenched tightly behind her back each time she forced herself on the long dildo. Sarah worried how she would do. It seemed Olsen was only getting about four inches of the cock in her mouth before she was gagging. Sarah was not sure if Olsen was one of the girls who had sucked cock or not but the dildo looked extremely long and the amount Olsen was sucking seemed almost insignificant.
For a second time Olsen forced herself on the black dildo, with no great improvement. A third time she tried, this time forcing a little more into her mouth. This time Miss Watson, who was hovering over the young girl, took the measurement. Olsen gagged and thrust herself off the plastic cock, falling to her hands and knees and gagging. Sarah was scared that she would bring up her lunch but Olsen managed to compose herself, leaving behind only a puddle of frothy saliva.
"Clean up your mess and sit down," commanded Miss Watson.
Olsen licked the loops of saliva off the large dildo, sucking the sticky strings when her tongue was not sufficient. She leaned over to the floor of the platform and pursed her lips. Sarah heard wet squelching sucking sounds as the pretty curly-haired teen sucked up the pool of saliva she had left behind. Once cleaned, Olsen took her seat and quietly sat at attention, her eyes lowered in shame, only to find her personal dildo rising from the desk before her. She swallowed a little roughly and fought back the tears.
"Cox. I am confident you shall do better, what with your pedigree."
The cute blonde rose and immediately kneeled before the measuring dildo. She stared at it with trepidation. She had been one of the girls who raised her hand in answer to the question about giving head. That boys cock had been nothing like this and she had only sucked the head really. She was even more worried after the pedigree remark Miss Watson had made. Her mother had come to Harkwood and even been in Trinity house, but she knew very little else about her. Just because of that, was she expected to be some kind of expert?
She was scared now that she would not only have to be as good as the other girls but better. She had always had to deal with jokes and humiliation because of her name but she would give anything to go back to that. The degradation she had suffered at Harkwood had made her school life until now seem like nirvana. Having larger breasts and being prettier than most of the other girls had not saved her, in fact it had made the attentions of the boys that much more intense. She had only had sex once and only with that boy because he had been nice to her, until after he had come.
"Begin."
Cox immediately took the dildo in her mouth and began fucking it. Within moments she had produced enough saliva to spit along its length. A long string of spittle hit the dildo just behind the head. Cox quickly went back to fucking it with her mouth, trying each time to go just a little deeper. She had already managed to reach the level Olsen had set as her benchmark.
Sarah watched the young girl fuck the dildo with her mouth, fascinated by the act. Trying to learn as much as she could. She was only one girl away from doing it herself and she had promised Miss Watson that she would not only do her best to learn from others but to practice herself. Not only that but Sarah had vowed she would do the best of all the girls, of course that was before she knew the subjects were going to be sucking cock and being a slut.
As Sarah gazed on, Cox paused on the shaft for the second of her three counts. The third came soon after. The gasping teen had managed to pass the sixth ring. She had taken two inches more than Olsen. The blonde girl immediately started licking the dildo clean removing any trace of her ropey saliva and leaving only the merest sheen of moisture on the black shaft.
"Murphy."
Sarah shifted in her seat as she watched her friend move to the front of the class. She scanned her tag and knelt obediently in front of the imposing dildo-stand. Sarah could see her pretty alabaster skin mottled pink with humiliation and anxiety. Sarah hoped that the Irish girl would do well. Murphy had not sucked a cock, Sarah knew. How would she cope with her first time being with a huge plastic cock?
"Begin."
Murphy took a deep breath and plunged onto the cock. She gagged almost immediately, before three inches had even entered her mouth, and sat back on her heels and watching the dildo bob before her eyes. Sarah cringed, hoping this did not bode ill for her friend’s attempts. Murphy quickly got over her nerves and began moving slowly back and forth along the length of the dildo. Sarah smiled for her friend, glad that she had managed to settle down and recover from her disastrous start.
Before long Murphy had used all three of her timers and her measurement was taken. She had managed five inches. Sarah cheered inside as her friend gagged and retched after her last effort. Murphy was now safe from being the lowest in the class.
"Well Murphy your performance seems to have pleased at least someone," observed Miss Watson as the beautiful flame-haired teen cleaned the dildo of her spit.
Murphy glanced straight at Sarah, managing to catch her exultant smile before it was wiped from her face at the realisation that Miss Watson had noticed her, and had probably misinterpreted it badly. Sarah saw her friend frown and return her attention to cleaning the dildo. Her heart sank, now Murphy also seemed to have taken her happiness the wrong way.
"Porter."
Sarah passed Murphy silently as she scanned her eartag before kneeling in front of the dildo stand. Well Rex, Sarah thought as she contemplated the long rubber shaft that hung above her, let's work together please. I so need to do well. Sarah almost laughed at herself, talking to an inanimate object she was about to degrade herself upon. What had happened to her? She had to think about it correctly though. This was a lesson. This was an important activity she had to learn. So many people talked about blowjobs, she knew all guys expected it, and if normal guys expected it then the people she would be meeting in her life would not only expect it but it expect it to be done brilliantly.
"Begin."
Sarah felt her cheeks colour as she rose up on her knees and touched her lips to the dildo. It had no real taste and no real smell, which surprised the young girl. The feeling of it on her lips and as it entered her mouth was strange. She had really expected it to be hard like a plastic bat but it was flexible and with a little give though not unlike a nerf cock. Sarah almost choked herself on the long dildo as she laughed at her own joke. What is wrong with me she thought, joking at a time like this. She composed herself and began to slowly move her mouth down the shaft in slow smooth movements.
The way the dildo had been attached meant she was actually supporting its weight with her mouth. The base of the dildo was set at the height of her nose but the weight of the long shaft caused the slightly thicker head to hang a good three inches lower. Sarah felt the weight of the plastic cock on her tongue as it entered her mouth a little deeper with each push.
As she progressed along its length, the young girl was producing more and more saliva. The inside of her mouth was soon filmed with long ropey strands and she leant back off the cock and spat along its length as she had seen Cox do. Much of it dripped off and left bubbly strands of spit hanging from the shaft, eventually breaking and falling on the platform beneath. She had never really spat before and she would obviously need a lot more practice. Half her saliva had simply dribbled out of her mouth and now hung from her lower lip and chin.
Sarah's blush deepened, what a sight she must have made, spitting on herself, it seemed she couldn’t even manage to do that right. She tried to push this fresh humiliation to the back of her mind and focus on sucking the dildo. It was time to try and go deeper. The next time down, she told herself, but the next time came and went and she had progressed no farther. Why was she being a chicken? The other girls had done it, Murphy had done it. Cox had managed six inches. She hardened her resolve, next time down.
Sarah pulled her head right back, keeping just the tip in her mouth. She took a deep breath and pushed her mouth slowly down the shaft of the dildo, working her tongue on the underside of the slick shaft and opened her mouth as wide as it would go. She gagged and pulled back off the cock as the tip touched the back of her throat. She spat a large wad of spit on the floor, still managing to end up with a large strand of bubbly saliva hanging from her chin.
That was pathetic she told herself. Tears had started to form in her eyes but they were more a reaction of the gagging than from the emotions that threatened to overwhelm her. She was determined to do better. She was determined not to disappoint her teacher or herself. She thought of Miss Rice and how she would look when told of Sarah's hopeless performance.
The determined teen rose on her knees and gathered the bobbing, spit covered dildo in her mouth. She had to duck her head to capture the tip, as without support it hung at the level of her chin. Sarah straightened up and pushed her mouth along the shaft in one smooth movement. She forced her way along the shaft until the tip touched the back of her throat . She felt the gag begin but fought it as best she could. Real tears pooled in her eyes as she gently pushed the shaft a little further into her throat and held it for a count of three.
The kneeling schoolgirl slowly pulled back along the plastic cock, until only the slightly more bulbous tip remained inside. Her mouth was well lubricated and she tried to swallow some of her spit but the thick ropey strands refused to go down. Sarah let go of the tip and spat as much of the saliva on the dildo as she could. Most of the large blob slipped off the shaft and she tried not to think about what she would have to clean up later.
Again the pretty schoolgirl rose on her knees, enveloping the plastic cock as her head moved past the pendant black dildo. Second attempt Rex, Sarah thought. Deeper this time for sure.
This time Sarah tried not opening her mouth as wide, instead keeping her lips close around the thick shaft. She pushed her tongue into the bottom of her mouth and gently and smoothly pushed the dildo further back. She felt it touch the back of her throat, closed her eyes and pushed her head forward slowly, trying to swallow at the same time to see if that helped.
She felt the head of the dildo slide in a little further and counted to three, pulling back and breathing hard through her nose once the action was complete. She did not want to let go of the plastic cock this time. She felt her last attempt was good and she wanted to follow it straight away. After two deep breaths she pushed forward again. She didn't really know what she was doing but she tried to open her throat as she pushed down.
Sarah felt the tip pass the top of her throat and kept pushing. Her eyes were watering and she was on the verge of gagging. She held the cock in her throat and counted to three, glancing cross-eyed at the shaft as she did so. She tried to mark the place of her lips and slowly pulled off the shaft as she counted three. One, two, three, four, five, six rings, Sarah counted. The seventh yellow ring appeared as the head of the plastic cock dropped from her mouth, long strings of ropey saliva tethering the young girl’s open mouth to the thick head of the glistening, black dildo.
Seven! She had done it. She now had the highest score in the class. Sarah's jubilance surprised and also disturbed her. As she licked the shaft clean, taking back into her mouth all the saliva she had produced in response to its invasion, she tried to reconcile her happiness at this accomplishment. Could it really simply be her nerdish need to succeed at schoolwork, no matter how demeaning or degrading the subject. Even when what she was being forced to do was wrong. So very wrong, on so many levels.
Sarah left Rex clean and glistening, her mouth and tongue having collected every slimy thread and pool and spit. Thanks for cooperating she thought, as she mentally saluted the big dildo. She bent down and began licking her spit from the platform beneath the stand. All she succeeded in doing was pushing the small piles of frothy saliva around with her tongue. She pursed her lips and noisily slurped up every trace of her fluids, knowing how degrading her current position was, on hands and knees, ass in the air, but having no choice. She had trouble swallowing the thick mixture. It was almost like having a cold she thought, as the long strings of frothy slime refused to slide neatly down her throat.
She finally swallowed the viscous liquid and moved from the platform surface to the stand that held the dildo. Sarah licked and slurped her spit from the flat legs of the stand, the tangy metallic taste making her pull her teeth back and flick her tongue rapidly in and out of her mouth. Just an instinctive reaction to the taste she thought, she had always hated the taste of metal. Sarah checked the floor and the stand and took one last look at the dildo before rising to her feet.
Before she stepped down from the platform she looked at Miss Watson. Her imposing form teacher was still standing at the front of the class, her eyes never having left the young girl, observing and critiquing her every move, storing the information for the report on each student she would write at the end of the lesson.
"Thank you Ma'am," Sarah said as she turned to Miss Watson and curtsied before stepping off the platform and moving to her seat. She had no idea why she did that. It was just the sight of her teacher, standing there, watching her, her face expressionless, had moved something in her. Sarah did not know if she was pleased or disappointed and she had done it without even thinking. Seventeen pairs of eyes flew to the face of Miss Watson, eagerly awaiting the judgement of the addition Porter had added to her assessment. Seventeen girls were disappointed however, as Miss Watson's face remained impassive. It was as if nothing had occurred.
"Clark."
Sarah took her seat as the next girl approached the platform and the dildo she was expected to suck. The slimy saliva that coated Sarah's chin was a minor annoyance as it dried, but what worried her was that her nipples had again hardened, causing two small visible bumps that felt like they were almost bursting through the stiff white material of her blouse. It had to have been the movement as she sucked the dildo she assured herself, though with little conviction.
Sarah watched the remaining girls fuck the fake cock with their mouths, attempting to force it as far down their throats as possible, focusing all her attention on the girl's performances. She needed to forget about her hard nipples, they posed too many uncomfortable questions. Most girls managed around the five inch mark. Ozawa made six, but it was not until Mitchell that Sarah's mark was surpassed. She watched intently as Mitchell took her place on the platform. The stripes that Miss Watson had placed along Mitchell's udders had matured into raised red welts that Sarah knew must be agony.
Sarah had quickly become fascinated by the large-breasted girl. Ever since Mitchell had been denied her blouse as part of her uniform she had been a near constant thought in Sarah's head. She watched Mitchell much more intensely than the other girls, taking stock of the busty teen as she knelt down before the drooping black shaft.
Her hair was a wavy brown that Mitchell tended to wear down, letting fall in a dishevelled style about her shoulders. Now it was bunched behind her head in a thick ponytail. Her large, dazzling brown eyes were surrounded by lusciously long eyelashes that almost seemed too perfect to be real and made her seem so innocent and pure. Sarah was sure all she had to do was bat her eyes a few times and people would have done anything for this girl. Her udders protruded from her chest, the two magnificent mounds tipped by large dark nipples with small light, pink tips in the middle of the darker pink areolas. Sarah wondered what they would look like when they were hard but this thought was a little too close to home and she quickly moved on.
The rest of Mitchell's body was curvy and smooth which suited her persona perfectly. She was in no danger of showing off any of her ribs as she breathed, unlike the slim, boyish Taylor, but she still had a flat belly and well-shaped thighs. Sarah could not see them now but she knew the two small dimples in the small of Mitchell’s back were there. They were always something Sarah had thought was supercute on other girls. After Murphy, Sarah thought, Mitchell was probably the most beautiful girl in Trinity house.
Mitchell wasted no time once Miss Watson gave the command to begin. Her mouth immediately enveloped the large plastic cock and sunk four inches of its length into her mouth. Unlike Murphy, who had unwisely begun this way earlier, Mitchell did not gag but continued fucking the black dildo with her mouth without a rest. She facefucked it for a minute, forcing the flexible shaft hard into her throat. Soon the first of her three counts came and she was already at the seven inch mark. On the second attempt Mitchell passed it but did not quite make the eight.
On her third and final attempt Mitchell plunged the dildo swiftly down her throat, her lips passed the eight inch mark and made it halfway to the nine. She held the thick cock deep in her throat for much longer than a three count before slowly, almost languidly, leaning back, letting the cock drop from her mouth, a thin thread of saliva connecting her lips to the dildo even once she had rested back on her heels.
Mitchell leaned forward, sticking out her tongue to collect the saliva string and promptly cleaned the black dildo. As the stepped down from the platform her udders bounced within the confines of her half-cup bra, the stripes that decorated each mound undulating in turn. Sarah was captivated. Mitchell had only been at the front of the class for maybe two minutes and she had produced the best result of the class so far, beating Sarah's by a mile. Well by an inch Sarah thought, but when you are talking cock in your throat an inch is like a mile, she mused.
The remaining girls took their turn at the dildo stand, Miss Watson watching closely, recording their benchmark deepthroat scores. As Carew returned to her seat, tears streaming down her cheeks after her humiliation at being forced to suck a piece of plastic and only managing four inches, Miss Watson addressed the class.
"All girls who recorded a score under six inches receive an infraction. Six inches is the minimum acceptable score for a slut. These scores are a benchmark for one important aspect of cock sucking - deepthroating. You will learn many different techniques that, when combined, will ensure that no cock will be able to resist the slut's attentions and will yield that beautiful cum which every slut craves. These benchmarks will be used to judge your progress as your training continues. An improvement of one inch every two weeks is expected until a pass grade is reached. Rex is available for extra-curricular study for any slut wishing to avail herself of it.
"There were quite a number of pathetic performances today," said Miss Watson sternly, glancing around the room, making eye contact with the girls in question. "There were two sluts who stood out however. Porter and Mitchell, front."
The named girls moved to the platform and stood at attention towards the class.
"Mitchell and Porter exhibited a very important behaviour during their assessment. Each slut showed self-discipline. Deepthroating is all about self-discipline, repressing the gag reflex and making your body work for you. Self-discipline is the most important kind of discipline for a slut, it is her stock and trade. It is when a slut embraces her nature and exhibits self-discipline in the performance of her duties that she truly pleases her betters and will engender feelings of pride in her superiors. It is only when a slut's owner feels pride in their possession that a slut will be truly happy.
"As a reward you girls may kiss."
Both girls' eyes widened in surprise. As her teacher spoke Sarah had become deeply happy with herself. She had shown self-discipline, the most important kind of discipline, and she had pleased her teacher. She had humiliated and degraded herself with a piece of rubber shaped like a man’s member but the memory of that had melted away at her teacher’s praise. A reward was surprising in itself, she was definitely not expecting it, but for it to be kissing one of her classmates was just a little bewildering to the schoolgirl.
"Face each other and begin," directed Miss Watson.
The two girls faced each other hesitantly. Sarah had to force herself to raise her eyes from Mitchell's striped udders and look her in the face. She blushed and was ashamed of herself for doing it, she was sure Mitchell had enough boys treat her that way. Both girls simply stood and looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Mitchell finally took the initiative and leaned down and kissed Sarah on the mouth, their lips barely touching.
"Ah girls, I suppose you have not really had a chance to read your house rules, but kissing between Trinity students is forbidden outside of class work, for which special permission must be sought. I would suggest you sluts take this opportunity to enjoy this gift that I have so graciously offered to you."
There was an unspoken menace in Miss Watson's voice that made Sarah shiver. After their good work on the dildo they were now disappointing their teacher. Sarah tilted her head back and parted her lips in invitation to the taller girl. Mitchell leaned in and their lips met. Sarah had never kissed a boy, let alone another girl and she had no real idea what to do. Mitchell had experience, this was instantly clear to Sarah, as the busty teen’s tongue darted into her mouth as their kiss deepened.
"Continue while I record all the results," Miss Watson remarked as she moved to her comfortable leather chair and laptop.
Now it was not only Mitchell leaning into the kiss. Sarah opened her mouth to the busty American teen, twisting her own tongue to meet Mitchell’s as it quested inside her mouth. Sarah felt Mitchell’s hands wrap around the back of her head and she raised her own and placed them on the topless schoolgirl’s hips, resting them on the warm naked flesh available to her due to the absence of Mitchell's blouse.
What had begun as a stuttering hesitant kiss had now evolved into a passionate embrace. Sarah could feel Mitchell's udders press against her own breasts, her hard nipples trapped between two soft expanses of tender young flesh. Her breathing became heavy and she knew that moisture had started to form in her pussy. By now she had already produced a nice dollop of cream she thought distractedly to herself as she continued to kiss her classmate with newfound passion.
Mitchell broke contact for a second, returning with a flurry of softer kisses that Sarah returned with enthusiasm. A quiet thrill made Sarah shiver as Mitchel licked her lips before the smaller teen caught the tongue and sucked it inside her mouth, again beginning a long, deep passionate embrace.
"Sit."
The two girls broke apart, panting. Their desire, while initially hesitant, had been stoked into a wildfire of unbridled lust. The soft intimate contact of another girl, another girl suffering the same fate as her, has been a panacea for Sarah's troubles. She had felt a great solace sweep over her even as the flames of her passion had risen.
Both girls stepped off the platform at the same time and performed a hesitant shuffling dance as they got in each other's way as they returned to their seats. As Sarah sat on her hard plastic stool she could feel the juices in her pussy moisten the tiny triangle of material that covered her sex, material that already carried the marks of her previous arousal.
So she was a lesbian then? She had just made out with another girl and her pussy had become wet, very wet. She hadn't liked the taste of Taylor's pussy though. Then she thought about the effect that Miss Rice had upon her. She could not hide from herself the fact that kissing Mitchell had been exciting, satisfying and... well, right. Her confusion was etched clearly on her face, a war of emotions and conflicting assumptions like a hurricane inside her head. The confused teenager was given no time for soul-searching as the lesson continued.
"We have touched on deepthroating so far in today’s lesson, though technique has not been discussed. We will start first by familiarising you with the cock. Everyone look at your dildo in front of you. Each cock is different: different size, thickness, length. Some can have curves and some are straight, some can get amazingly hard while others will stay malleable throughout arousal, some are circumsized, others are not. You should always study each cock that is presented to you as best you can. It is a slut's duty to bring pleasure and first you must identify the object of that pleasure. But more than that you need to be able to identify individual cocks, just as you should with individual cunts.
"Despite all these possible differences and idiosyncrasies, each cock is basically the same. You will study this more in depth in Miss Rice's classes but we will touch on the basics here to make my lessons a little easier. At the tip of the cock we have the head. This is the most sensitive part of the cock and as such should receive the lion's share of the attention. Below the head is the shaft. The shaft, while less sensitive, is just as important as the head. A slut has to show her owner or user that every part of their body is a source of pleasure.
"At the base of the shaft are the balls. These are not particularly sexually sensitive for most men but attention in this area is highly desired. This is the source of cum and as such is an area revered by a slut."
Sarah looked over her dildo, identifying each part as Miss Watson spoke. The balls on her dildo were not fully formed, being just the top half above where the mould ended. The head of her dildo was much more fully formed than that of Rex. This one had a clearly defined neck, well that was the way Sarah identified it. A neck was always under the head right, she thought to herself, sure there was some other more correct term she would learn in Miss Rice's class.
Thinking of Miss Rice made Sarah think of Mitchell and the passionate session of kissing they had shared moments before. Even as she stared at the plastic cock stuck to her desk she was thinking of the soft, smooth lips of Mitchell, her hot, moist tongue and the way her udders felt pressing into her own. She had to focus! Sarah realised she had become a little rattled by the sensations kissing another girl had stirred within her. She needed to pay attention to her schoolwork.
"For our first lesson we will begin with a number of basic cock-sucking techniques. Girls, take the head of the dildo inside your mouths and commence sucking. Just the head, I don't want to see anyone further down than that. One very important lesson when sucking a cock is that the eyes of a slut are always open. The eyes are very much the windows to the soul and while a slut has no need for philosophy it is very important for a slut to be open in all things. When you close your eyes, you are closing yourself to the gentlemen whose cock you are sucking.
"Cock-sucking by its very name, implies the use of the mouth. That is something very obvious but very important. A slut has three holes to provide pleasure. When sucking a cock you use your mouth. Inexperienced sluts often use their hands but the only time a slut will use her hands is when she is presented with multiple cocks that need to be serviced or when her mouth is working the balls.
"One of the most common mistakes made by inexperienced sluts is to use their hands on the shaft and simply focus on the head with their mouth. Laziness," Miss Watson almost shouted the word. "A slut's mouth should work the entire cock. If a slut's mouth is empty her hands have no place being on a cock.
"Girls, probably the most important rule a slut must remember is that your teeth must never come in contact with the cock. A specific gentleman may rescind this rule but it is very uncommon. This is an extremely important rule that I suggest you follow implicitly if you want to keep your teeth."
Sarah continued sucking on the thick head of her dildo as she listened to Miss Watson lecture. It was such a strange sensation having something so big in her mouth. The only experience she had really had were lollipops or iceblocks, which were laughable objects of comparison. Her mouth was kept wide as she sucked, her lips clamped tightly around the shaft, just below the head. She had not been told to, and was not sure what the other girls were doing, but her tongue had started to caress the underside of the head with almost wavelike undulations.
"All sluts move down the shaft, three inches in and out. It is important that when a slut is sucking a cock that she remains aware of the reactions of the gentlemen and also her surroundings. Cock-sucking is one of the activities where focus is key. What is happening to you is irrelevant, your only goal is to bring pleasure to the gentlemen and hope that he will deem you worthy to receive his cum."
Miss Watson was walking around the room, inspecting each girl bob their bent heads down the shafts of their dildos attached to the desks in front of them. She stopped behind Sarah, the anxious schoolgirl immediately aware of her presence. Sarah continued to move up and down her dildo but her belly tightened and her eyes flicked sideways, though without a chance of seeing anything.
She felt her skirt being lifted and Miss Watson's hand slide underneath the front of her skirt. Sarah jumped a little, her belly quivering at the warmth of her teacher’s intimate touch. Sarah felt the hand slide across her panty covered pussy, two fingers pushing the tight material into her slit. The trembling schoolgirl heard her teacher make a small noise near her left ear before removing her hand and moving on.
What was that about Sarah thought, as she continued to fuck the dildo with her mouth. The wetness of Sarah's panties would be obvious to the touch. Was Miss Watson checking to see if kissing Mitchell had aroused her? It was obvious it had and now her teacher knew. She was beginning to come to terms with the fact that she would not be able to hide anything. Her body was no longer her own, she had no rights to prevent access by anyone to do anything.
It was a realisation that hit her hard. She did not miss a beat as her mouth worked on autopilot as she continued to contemplate this epiphany. More than anything that had happened, more than having a collar affixed around her neck, that casual check of her pussy as she sucked on a fake cock had reinforced Sarah's predicament. This was what her life would be like for the next 18 months as she was trained to be a slut.
After that? Life after school was not something Sarah could think about right now. She had to take it one day at a time, one class at a time, one activity at a time. Her focus needed to be in the here and now. She needed to learn. She had always been good at learning. She had been the best student as far back as she could remember. It would be no different now that her life had changed so dramatically, only here her success and her determination to succeed had potentially bigger benefits and failure definitely had bigger repercussions. Failure was not an option though, Sarah told herself as she slid her mouth up and down the shaft of her dildo.
"Ness, one infraction. A slut does not stop sucking a cock until told otherwise, nothing that is done to you is important enough for this rule to be broken. I think we are warmed up enough to begin learning a few basic techniques.” Sarah wondered what the teacher had done to the poor schoolgirl to make her stop sucking.
"Sluts, lick the head. Flick your tongue back and forth across the tip. Quickly move it from side to side, this is tongue technique 1, which we abbreviate to T1. Now swirl your tongue around the head of the cock, run it around the entire circumference, this is T2. Next take the head into your mouth and lick the underside of the head hard, moving your tongue up so the tips meet. As the tip of your tongue passes the eye of the cock, push it inside and then continue up past the head with a flick. This is T3.
"Show me just the tongue flick this time, mouths off cocks. The movement must be quicker, don't run it past the tip, flick it quickly. Ozawa you have it, Mitchell good. Taylor you are not licking an icicle. Quick sharp movement. Better."
Sarah practiced the quick flick of her tongue across the tip, watching the dildo bob on the table-top as she did so. She had not been told she was allowed to break position and use her hands so she caught the dildo in her mouth to stabilise it before flicking again.
"Ok everyone has that. Cocks back in your mouths. Flatten the length of your tongue against the underside of the dildo, find the area at the base of the head where there is a little ridge of skin. This is the remnant of the foreskin in circumsized gentlemen and is highly sensitive. It is also a place of interest in uncircumsized men as this is where the foreskin will bunch. Move your tongue gently back and forth across this ridge. This is T4.
"Back to sucking. As I call out techniques, switch to them. The key to a slut being a truly great cocksucker is not just technique but the way in which she uses them. Variety is the spice of life after all. First though we will just make sure that everyone remembers what they are doing.
"Cox, what is T2?"
"T2 is..." began Cox before Miss Watson stopped her.
"A slut does not abbreviate unless specifically given permission. At Harkwood this will not be the case. Abbreviating for a slut is a sign of laziness. Again."
"Tongue technique two is licking the head of the cock, then flicking the tongue into the eye and then past the tip Ma'am."
"Correct Cox but no one told you to stop sucking.
The pretty blonde teen's head immediately lowered to her dildo, her mouth sinking deeply on it as she resumed her sucking rhythm. Her short, straight blonde hair fell down along her face and she looked up at Miss Watson hoping she would be spared any punishment.
"Porter, T1."
"Ma'am, tongue technique one is when a slut flicks her tongue quickly back and forth across the tip of the cock Ma'am," Sarah replied, letting the cock fall from her mouth only as long as she spoke, quickly catching the captive dildo as she finished her last word.
"Right then, sluts T1."
Eighteen schoolgirls immediately switched their tongues to flicking the tips of their dildos. It was hard for Miss Watson to check every girl was mastering the techniques but she would soon do some spot checks. Besides it was in these sluts' best interest to get it right. When it was time for assessment there would be no hiding. Miss Watson continued to call techniques forcing the girls to switch between them, making sure they had plenty of practice transitioning from one to another.
"Resume sucking," Miss Watson commanded.
It was such a pleasing sight to watch a classroom full of young girls sucking cock, their heads bobbing obediently up and down, hair bouncing prettily. Mitchell was a particular sight, her naked tits, sporting the stripes she had been given, jiggled so enticingly.
"Those are the four basic tongue techniques a slut must know. Of course each slut will no doubt come up with some form of modification of her own and your owners may have a special predilection for you to fulfil. We will now move on to some sucking techniques. What you are doing now is not a technique, it is simply the standard sucking that a slut performs when she is not working a specific technique. It is sometimes referred to as warming up.
"Sucking technique one is moving down the shaft normally but creating suction as your mouth comes off. Try that now, I want to hear the pops as your mouths come off the dildo."
Miss Watson walked around the class as the girls practiced this first technique. The classroom began to fill with tiny muted popping sounds as the schoolgirls attempted this new manoeuvre. The short sharp sounds, provided a strange counterpoint to the soft, wet slurping noises that had, until then, dominated the room.
Sarah managed to create a pop on her first attempt. Her forceful sucking had caused her dildo to swirl erratically around her desk and she chased the bobbing plastic cock with her open mouth, eager to keep practicing. She eventually trapped the dildo and moved her mouth four inches down the shaft and slowly came back up sucking hard. She was rewarded with another pop as the tip left her mouth and she smiled to herself, proud that she had managed to master this so easily.
"For S2 a slut sets up a rhythm of three. Three times up and down the shaft. The first two are fast and deep, the third is slow and deeper. S2 synergises well with S3 which is deepthroating. For now let's see S2."
Sarah joined the rest of the class in practicing the rhythm of three. She stuffed up her first attempt, doing all three fast. She was a little disappointed with herself. The next time she was ready and managed to set up the rhythm and kept it going until Miss Watson called out for S3.
On her next deep stroke Sarah went as far down the dildo as she could. There were no measuring rings on her shaft but she felt like she managed a decent amount. The young girl pulled back off her dildo and plunged deeply again. As she fought back her gag reflex and relaxed her throat she felt like she took a little more but she wasn't sure. She hoped so though.
"Resume sucking. Technique four is licking the entire length of the shaft. Lick from balls to tip. Don't just lick underneath, lick that cock all over. Long, strong strokes. Make sure that tongue stays in contact with the cock at all times."
Miss Watson observed the class attempt this last technique. It was hilarious to watch the eighteen schoolgirls attempt to keep their tongue in contact with the dildo. The suction cup kept the dildo anchored to the desktop, but it did nothing to keep it still. The teacher even chuckled to herself as she saw Clark's dildo bounce back to hit her in the face. This technique was not entirely fair without the use of a hand for stabilisation but life wasn't fair.
"Girls the last technique we will learn today is just sucking the head. S5 is a perfect time for the use of all tongue techniques. So while you are practicing S5, practice T1 to T4 as well. It is important for a slut to take any and all opportunities to improve their skills. Knowing a thing does not make one good at it, it is only doing a thing which will help a slut improve. We have five minutes left in this class. I want to see you practicing all the techniques you have learnt today. I want to see some nice variety and some nice transitions and combinations."
Sarah joined the rest of the class in practicing her cock-sucking techniques. She tried her best to switch between techniques, trying to think which ones went together and which ones would feel the best. It was harder for her, she had no idea what a real cock felt like. She had to trust Miss Watson's teaching and hope her instinct served her well. She had been praised for it a number of times and had not been sure it was something that she wanted to be praised for but she was beginning to accept that if something was beyond her control then she needed to just accept it.
Miss Watson had begun to walk around the class and observe the techniques of the schoolgirls, correcting where she found fault and praising where a girl was doing particularly well.
"Remember girls, it is not about what the slut wants it is about what the gentleman wants. Just because you like a particular technique does not mean you are to favour it over others. That means you Taylor, S5 seems to be your favourite or maybe it is the tongue techniques that you are favouring," said Miss Watson as she towered over the slim teen.
Taylor immediately plunged the cock deeper down her throat and started to work a different technique. This was definitely something that she doubted she would ever be able to enjoy. It was fine for some teacher to tell her she would crave cum and look forward to sucking cocks but she liked girls, she knew she did and she had accepted that long ago. She had been in heaven when her guardian had told her about Harkwood. And now she was trapped here, being turned into a slut. Well they could try, she could be a slut with other girls but she was going to have to be clever and fake her interest in cock.
Sarah suddenly felt Miss Watson standing beside her. She was currently working on sucking technique two. The conscientious teenager was using it to transition to deepthroating and then back to technique one, creating a little pop each time. She tried not to use technique one too much because it meant the cock was out of her mouth. She felt that she should be trying to keep the dildo in her mouth as much as she could. She had tried to feel what the essence of cock-sucking was but she hoped she wasn't over thinking things.
Miss Watson stepped behind Sarah and placed her hand across the young girl’s throat. Sarah’s eyes darted to the left as she felt the warm palm of her teacher rest across the delicate skin at the front of her throat, just above her collar. Sarah did not stop her rhythm, her teacher’s hand moving back and forth with her as she continued to draw her dildo into her mouth. She felt the slight pressure of Miss Watson’s hand as she moved down on her third stroke, sending the fake cock deep inside her.
As her head came up off the dildo, Miss Watson removed her hand and patted schoolgirl on the head. Just as she was preparing to force herself upon the dildo once more, her head was pulled up and off the plastic cock. Miss Watson had a hold of Sarah’s ponytail and was using this to direct the young girl. As soon as her mouth was emptied her teacher thrust her thumb into Sarah’s mouth.
“T1,” Miss Watson commanded.
Sarah began flicking her tongue across the tip of Miss Watson’s digit. It was an odd sensation, to be sucking the thumb of her teacher. Her large innocent eyes looked up at Miss Watson who returned the gaze impassively.
“T3.”
Sarah moved her tongue to the tip of her teacher’s thumb and proceeded to practice flicking her tongue up and off the tip as quickly as she could. It was not the most perfect of displays as Miss Watson’s thumb was substantially smaller and did not contain the eye she should have paid attention to but she did her best.
After a number of successful attempts Miss Watson removed her thumb from the schoolgirl’s mouth and patted her on the head again. Sarah’s empty mouth sprang back on her waiting dildo before she had a chance to smile. She did not want anyone, not even her teacher, to know that the tiny token of approval had left her feeling happy and content. She was afraid that her teacher would think it pride. Sarah would never have thought that the small gesture of a pat on the head would have such a marked effect on her.
The class continued to suck and practice their techniques for the remaining few minutes of the class. When the bell rang not one girl let her dildo go, but eighteen pairs of wide eyes sought out their teacher, waiting for permission to stop and move to their next class.
“Clean up your dildos and move off to your next class. You have another period of biology with Miss Rice.”
Each girl began to feverishly clean her dildo with her tongue, removing any remnants of saliva that may have slid down the shaft to collect around the suction cup at the base. As they finished each girl sat back at attention and awaited their turn to rise and leave.
Olsen left first, curtsying and thanking Miss Watson for the lesson as she did so. As it came to Sarah’s turn to leave she tentatively glanced back at her seat. She had suspected as much and now it was confirmed, there was a small moist patch on her seat created by the constant leaking from her pussy. This time she could not risk doing nothing. Miss Watson was bound to check.
Sarah turned back to her stool, bent over at the waist and licked her pussy juices from the seat. As her tongue licked the black plastic surface she was acutely aware that her pussy and ass were pointing directly at her seated teacher. She tasted her sharp tang of her sex as she licked the seepage from her seat. It was over in three licks but the looks the remainder of the class were giving her caused a deep flush of crimson to colour her face. The humiliated girl turned to Miss Watson and curtsied sweetly.
“Thank you for the lesson Ma’am,’ Sarah said hurriedly, dying to get out of the classroom.
“You enjoyed the lesson Porter?”
“Yes Ma’am,” Sarah replied anxiously, wondering why she was always being singled out for these extra questions.
“I can see from the state of your pussy that you did. I am also happy to note that your general enthusiasm and attention to school rules does not go unnoticed. Dismissed.”
Great, Sarah thought. Now she was going to be seen as some kind of teacher’s pet. This trepidation was in direct opposition to the joy she felt at making a good impression on her teachers. Everything has a price she thought as she scanned her tag and left the classroom, nothing is ever just that easy.
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