School for Girls 9 | bdsm stories

Epilogue-Five Years Later

The Hollister School continued, changing times in the world having no effect on the policies and attitudes of the school regarding the girls entrusted to their care. Headmaster Michael flourished in his new found freedom, a bevy of new girls each year keeping his cock satisfied, newer and harsher punishment used to force the girls into acts of perversions.

Mary Bridgett had graduated from Hollister and the university, attaining a BA degree, though she still remained very timid. She took a job as an Administrative Assistant at, Hollister School for Girls, working for Headmaster Michael. Besides the administrative duties involved in handling the multitude of affairs of the Headmaster, she often found herself submitting to his perversions. She often was forced to strip naked for him and his friends, Headmaster Michael enjoying humiliating her every chance he had, Mary Bridgett learned how to perform for his friends, a cane or a rod often used to encourage her, eventually forced to cum for their enjoyment. She enjoyed her job and all of the fringe benefits Justine went on to a large university, but not before she suffered under Headmaster Michael on numerous occasions, the schools large selection of bondage equipment and tools of torture used on her young flesh. While she did scream in pain, in the end she was never denied the orgasm that shook her body, a fine line between pain and pleasure hard to distinguish. She excelled in school, graduating with honors in English Literature, a degree that hardly guaranteed her a good paying position in the tough job markets of today. But Headmaster Michael had kept in touch with her, introducing her to some of his wealthy rich friends, friends that had a particular liking for punishing young girls, Justine subjected herself to their perversions. One in particular, Mr.

Robinson, a successful “geek” in computers that had many patents on chip-making equipment took a special interest in Justine. With his new found wealth, he built a large dungeon in his mansion, equipping it with the finest antiques that money could buy, bondage equipment and instruments of torture dating back to the days of the inquisition. Here is where he found his love and lust for Justine, her body often bound tightly in some piece of equipment as he played painfully with her body. They were married a month after graduation, now the mother of a beautiful baby girl, having to refrain from any harsh treatment until the baby was born. She now found herself back in the dungeon, her body craving what she had missed for over nine months, her husband helping to fulfill hers and his fantasies.

Carleigh suffered under her stepfather for six months, finding herself naked in her bed at night while she heard the footsteps approaching, knowing that her mother was now asleep. She always cried after he left her, a pool of cum under her body. He used all of her, her mouth, pussy and especially her asshole, loving her to be naked on the bed, face down, legs spread wide, her fingers forced to pull open her cheeks, showing him her asshole. With no preliminaries, he would force his large cock up her backside, delighting in her muffled screams of pain as he lay on top of her, smothering her with his heavy body, his hips driving his cock in and out of her asshole, not caring about her pleasure or pain. She finally talked her mother into throwing him out of the house, her mother finally realizing that he was only after their money. She dated many boys her own age, engaging in normal sex, but she never really enjoyed it as much as her other girlfriends did. When she finally gained control of her inheritance, she also gained control of her sex life, dropping boys her own age, preferring to date older men. Not much older, men in their forties, successful, confidant men that did not need to chase her to get into her panties. While confidant and dominant in her normal life, she had learned that she began to enjoy submission in her sexual life, the older men willing to show her the way. She never did return to Hollister, but the men she met were equally versed in the ways as Headmaster Michael was Carleigh learned to orgasm while bound in many positions, a whip often used on her body to arouse her, ropes and chains spreading her body open to a hard cock finally drawing the orgasms from her body. She found many men that delighted in using her body in the manner she enjoyed, still not finding the man that would satisfy her intellectually as well as sexually.

Elizabeth still never learned to restrain her temper, though she does enjoy the punishment. Her upbringing in the military stayed with her, finally marrying a full-bird colonel, a man twenty years her senior. Her father would not had approved, but his death of a heart attack left a void in her life, a void that could only be filled with a strict disciplinarian, the military having a wide selection to pick from. Her husband's strict disciplinarian attitude continued to the bedroom, Elizabeth enjoying the freedom she felt when she only had to submit to his punishment, unable to stop him from doing anything he wanted to her body, free to orgasm while being punished and humiliated.

And finally, Brandy and Ashley, the all American girls, cheerleaders, the most popular girls with the boys. They are still together, as a couple. They continued their relationship after the board members took them, enjoying girl sex. Occasionally they would invite men to join them, but it usually involved taking them as they made love with each other, their mouths or assholes forced to take the hard cocks as their pussies rubbed together or a strap-on was used to fuck each other.

Headmaster Michael would occasionally call them to the school, the girls responding, knowing that they would have to perform girl sex in front of others. The men enjoyed fucking them afterward, their egos hoping that their cock would cure them of their love for the same sex, hoping their prowess in bed would forever change them girl's outlook on sex, a new love of cock instead of pussy changing their life forever. It never worked, though they often encouraged the men to try. And Chancellor Meredith often joined them, a menage a trios of delicious pussy.

Headmaster Michael sat behind his desk, young Natalie under his desk, her mouth wrapped tightly around his cock, her head bobbing up and down as she hoped to coax a load of cum from his balls, her hands gently squeezing his balls, a finger gliding gently in and out his asshole, massaging his prostrate. An eighteen year old scholarship student, she had just completed two hours of painful bondage and whipping in the other room, her eagerness to please him with her mouth more of an eagerness to avoid any more time in the punishment room. It would do no good, Michael pleased at her body, pleased the way she took the punishment, the semester just beginning. Natalie would spend many hours with the board members and him until she learned to enjoy the punishment. They always did.

THE END

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