Chapter Thirteen -- Toyz
"The toys are here," Toni, one of the seniors, told Wendy as she was eating
breakfast. "Come on out and get yours."
Feeling a strange mixture of excitement and fear, Wendy jumped up to join the
other women headed for the driveway. Some of them had played with boy toys every
weekend for nearly a dozen weeks and knew what to expect. Wendy had only heard
some stories.
At the blue van, they found eight young men wearing hoods that covered their
eyes, bicycle shorts, and web belts to which their wrist cuffs were secured.
"Subs move right," Lucy told them. Five of the men sidestepped to the right to
be claimed by juniors and seniors armed with straps, switches, and riding crops.
One of the remaining guys was gorgeous, a body builder. He was quickly claimed
by the sophomore Cindi. The hairy gorilla was chosen by another sophomore. That
left the little skinny guy.
"I guess you're mine," Wendy said, smiling. She actually felt lucky. Even though
she knew he had to be at least 18, the man looked sixteen. He had a light
complexion and very little body hair, most of it light blond. He was about as
unthreatening as could be imagined. "I'm Gwendolyn but I hate that name so call
me Wendy and yes, that's my real name."
"I'm Michael," he answered, adding, "And that is my real name, too."
"Well, Michael, you belong to me for the weekend."
"You sound gorgeous," he grinned.
"I am," she laughed. "And I'm a virgin and I'm scared shitless."
"Me, too."
"So how'd you end up as a boy toy?" Wendy asked nervously, just to make
conversation.
"I just let it be known that I was available and showed up early this morning."
"Have you ever done this before?"
"No," he answered truthfully. "But I wanted to. I wasn't old enough. I just
turned eighteen on Tuesday."
"You're cute," Wendy giggled, still standing in the driveway even after everyone
else was gone.
"Thanks, I guess," he smiled. "Cute's better than ugly. Nobody's ever called me
handsome or a hunk. I guess I'm the class nerd," he sighed then. "I don't date
much. That's a lie. I don't date. I haven't had a date ever. And, well, I don't
know how to talk to girls."
"You're doing fine with me. Want me to take off your blindfold?"
"I won't be able to see anyway," he told Wendy. "I'm totally blind without my
glasses. I can't even make out the big E on the eye charts. But it'll probably
make it easier to keep my balance. It's really weird being blind like this."
"And bound."
"That's not too bad."
"Gawd, I'm nervous."
"You already said that," he chuckled. "Ah, I hate to, well.. I have to pee."
"OK," Wendy laughed, relieved to have some excuse to do something. She unbuckled
the blindfold from his eyes and he blinked, trying to get used to the hazy
light. "I'm pretty blind, too. I wonder if my glasses would help you."
"Who knows?" he shrugged, pulling up on the cuffs. She unfastened the snap links
that secured his wrists to his belt. "Thanks," he told her.
"Are you into submission?"
"I have no idea," he laughed. "Like I said, I have no experience with women."
"Why? You're cute."
"Yeah. They tried to say I needed to stay back in school for proper social
development but I preferred to move on. I.. Did you know we're not supposed to
talk about our personal lives?"
"Yeah, but, well, you know," Wendy stuttered. "I don't want to, you know, get
physical, sexual, you know, with, well, you know, somebody I don't know at all."
"I thought that's what this was all about, just physical, nothing else," Michael
said. "But I know what you mean." After an uncomfortable silence, he said, "And
I really have to pee bad."
"I'm sorry. Come on." She led him into the building to the bathroom and stood
back, looking away as he pulled down his shorts and released a stream of urine
into the toilet.
"So, now what?" he asked.
"Well, I have a whole sheet of assignments," she told him nervously. "And, well,
you know, I guess we ought to get started." She led him to her room and her bed.
"I take it you've never been naked with a woman."
"No," he grinned. "I'm kinda looking forward to it."
"You don't mind having the blindfold off? Some guys want to remain anonymous."
"I don't mind. At least not now. But I get terrible headaches without my
glasses."
"Here. Try mine." She slid them out of the case and handed them to him. The
frames fit pretty well, but the feminine design made him look even younger and
more vulnerable.
"Not bad," he said, looking around. "I have some double vision because of my
astigmatism. But don't you need them?"
"Contacts," she smiled, pointing to her eyes. "Oh. OK." He nervously tried
looking around again, unsettled by the bare breasts in front of him and his
growing erection.
"Do you like how I look?" she asked, noticing that he wasn't looking at her.
"You're beautiful."
"And you're bashful," she laughed. "Even more than me and that's saying a lot.
You know we have to do a lot of stuff, touching and kissing and, well, you
know."
"I know," he blushed. "I just hope I do all right."
"We were warned that once in a while a guy can't get it up because he's so
embarrassed," Wendy told him. "I'm glad to see you're not having that problem."
She laughed again. "And you are _SO_ cute when you blush. OK, now, well. Geez,
I'm blushing, too. Well, we need to get you naked and I'm supposed to strip you,
so." Before she lost her nerve, she grabbed his shorts and peeled them down with
Michael rolling back onto her bed to help her. "And now we have to kiss. Tongue
kiss."
Lots of laughing and licking and wiping later, they were finally getting it
right. Not too wet, not to dry, no slobbering. He admitted to her that she was
the first girl he had ever Frenched. That pleased her, being much more
experienced. Kissing was the one somewhat sexual activity that her strict
upbringing had allowed for a teenager or unmarried woman. They were sharing spit
again when Jennifer and Debbie walked in, calling, "Hi, Wendy. Hi, boy toy."
They jumped apart, embarrassed, and then Wendy burst out laughing. "Hi, guys.
I'd like to introduce Michael, my boy toy. This is Jennifer and that's Debbie."
"Hi," he smiled nervously, feeling a strange tingle all over his body that
concentrated in his groin, somehow pumping even more blood into his rigid
erection.
Jennifer froze, feeling an aura, an electric charge in the room that almost
sizzled. Whatever it was, it was unlike anything she had ever experienced
before. It was strange. Erotic. Her nipples hardened on their own but not from a
chill. Her body felt hot even in the air-conditioned room.
"There are more beds to be made over here," Maria snapped, swatting Tina's
exposed and reddened buttocks with a leather paddle to hurry her into the single
women's dorm' room. Tina shuffled in, perched on the incredibly high heels,
still in full bondage. "And when you're done, we're going to put your tongue to
work."
"I'm glad we have her for the weekend," Jennifer grinned. "Otherwise we'd have
to lick each other's pussy's for our cunnilingus homework."
"But I've got my boy toy," Wendy giggled with glee. "No queer sex for me."
"But you have to use a plastic barrier," Debbie reminded her.
"I'll survive," she grinned. "You knew you'd have to lick me, right?"
"I can't wait," Michael grinned.
"Oh, wait!" Wendy suddenly yelled. "He's a virgin. Do you want to stay that way?
I mean, well, you know."
"Not particularly," Michael shrugged. "But I was told that there would be no
intercourse."
"Not with us. With our girl toy slave. Go get Jerry and ask him if it's all
right." Maria ran out and was back less than a minute later.
"Anything we want," Maria announced. "Just make sure he's got a rubber on."
"Well, Michael, this is your lucky day. Come here, slave," Wendy yelled. "Kneel
before my toy. You are the lowest scum on the planet so I'm going to give you to
my toy."
Giggling, Jennifer and Maria made a production out of removing the plugs from
Tina's pussy and butt hole, and the gag from her mouth. They released the chain
that connected the shackles to her wrists to get it out of the way. Then they
ordered her onto the bed with her legs in the air and spread wide.
"Here," Wendy giggled, tearing open a Trojan and rolling it onto Michael's cock,
realizing suddenly that it was the first time that she had actually touched him
or any adult male's member on her own. But it just seemed natural, right, and
exciting. "Fuck her."
"You're serious?"
"It's a long story," Jennifer said, still feeling a crackling in the air. "But
yes, we're serious."
It took some more urging but Michael allowed Debbie to help insert his cock into
Tina's sopping love tunnel. They playfully slapped his bare butt to encourage
him to slam into Tina as hard as he could. Before he popped, Maria demanded that
they stop so he could do Tina 'doggie style'. Tina obediently turned over to
present her backside.
Jennifer stood behind him as he slammed against Tina's butt cheeks with every
thrust, still feeling weird. As she reached toward him, the feeling got
stronger, and when her hands finally reached around him, it was almost as if
sparks flew between her hands and his chest. Even more intense was the feeling
of her nipples touching his back, sending signals to her pussy.
Michael was trying to hold off, trying to make his first and only fuck last, to
make it as exciting and memorable as possible. He was doing well until he felt
an energy field encompass his body that forced blood to gush into his cock. A
second later, hands touched his body and then a glorious feeling of being
enfolded in heaven and...
Boom! A gusher exploded from his cock, filling the reservoir in the tip of the
condom buried deep inside Tina's sopping cunt. He kept slamming into her,
wanting it to never end, the heavenly feeling of...
But it wasn't the cunt. It was the hands. And boobs. He knew it was breasts
pressed against his back even though he had never before felt... What? He closed
his eyes and sighed, the feeling of long gentle fingers brushing over his small
but sensitive nipples sending electric jolts to his cock even as it slid out of
Tina's puss'.
"Wow!" he and Jennifer said together as he turned in her arms to look up into
her eyes. She was gorgeous, he decided. He's cute, she noted again. Energy
poured back and fourth between them.
"Can I... taste you?" Jennifer panted, realizing with a start that she was out
of breath. Without waiting for an answer, she slid the condom off his cock and
dropped it on the floor.
"Hey, you have to use a rubber," Wendy told her. "And he's my toy," she added
weakly, realizing that something out of the ordinary was happening at the foot
of the bed. "He's a virgin. It's probably OK," she said softly as she watched
Jennifer pump his cock in and out of her mouth. Jennifer's eyes were open,
looking up at Wendy's boy toy with lust and hunger.
Suddenly, Jennifer's expression changed. She jumped up and ran, calling, "I'm
sorry" in her wake.
"Wow," the other women gasped.
"Did you see? Feel that?" Wendy asked.
"Yeah, like they were a furnace or something," Maria whispered.
"Incredible," Debbie added, still looking at the door where Jennifer had gone.
They all stood there for several minutes. Then Wendy noticed that Michael, too,
was staring at the doorway, his cock looking red and ready, throbbing and
bouncing up and down.
"Fuck the bitch's ass," she told him. "Tina's. Fuck her butt. Hard. Make it
hurt. She likes to be hurt." Lucy had recommended that they use dildos to
humiliate Tina but Michael was convenient and they devilishly wanted to watch.
Seeming to still be in a trance, Michael let himself be sheathed in a fresh
condom and guided into Tina' rectum. In a minute, he was in a pounding cadence
that had Tina gasping and grunting. Ten minutes later, he was still at it and
Wendy ordered him to stop and Debbie ordered Tina to clean his cock with her
tongue right after it popped from her asshole.
It was lunchtime so they went to eat. Most of the other boy toys were in
bondage, being ordered around by their mistresses for the weekend. Two young
men, wearing frilly aprons and high heels along with cuffs, gags, and butt
plugs, served the freshmen women and their toys. Debbie put Tina's plate on the
floor and made her eat 'like a bitch dog', as she put it.
Something happened that first Saturday morning that destroyed all of the women's
inhibitions. After lunch, Wendy, Debbie, and Maria lounged on the leather sofas
and had Tina lick their assholes while Michael feasted on their pussies. They
had all decided that Michael was safe. At least they prayed that he was truthful
when he said he was a virgin.
They gagged Tina again and sent her out for refreshments, and made her change
their sheets and make beds and lick pussy juice off of the leather sofas and
generally humiliated her as much as possible, while treating Michael as a
treasure, kissing and cuddling and loving every minute of his attention. And he
enjoyed their caresses, the hand jobs and blow jobs that ended in his
frustration as he was passed to the next woman before he came. Wendy finally
stroked him off just before supper as all of them watched the white cream spurt
out of his pecker.
When suppertime came around, Tina was placed under a row of tables pushed
together. She had to service everyone with her mouth and beg for the scraps that
were placed between freshman labia, usually right on top of a clitoris. The
other students and the staff marveled that the young women who, just three days
before, couldn't touch themselves were now so uninhibited. All except for
Jennifer, who hadn't returned.
"I want my own toy next weekend," Maria told everyone as she again experienced
pussy licking from Michael.
"Too bad our girl toy has to leave," Debbie laughed as Tina tongued her anal
orifice. "This feels good. Now, bitch. Lick my clit."
"According to our schedule, we start anal eroticism classes this coming week,"
Wendy noted, having removed her contacts and reclaimed her glasses from Michael.
"I guess we're a little ahead in class. I wonder if this will get us promoted to
a more advanced class."
"Don't," Michael told them, coming up for air. "It'll retard your social
development."
"Like you should know," Maria laughed, putting her hand behind his head to pull
him back into her crotch. "Is his-ums tongue getting tired?"
"A little," he said, dragging a moist lip between Debbie's labia.
"Then you may take a break and massage my pussy with your hands," Maria told
him, smiling as he reached for baby oil. "But start with these," she grinned,
cupping her breasts.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Damn, you're wonderful," Maria sighed, melting back into the cushions. "I could
get to like this."
"It's just homework," Wendy told them, looking very studious with her glasses on
and a pen stuck behind her ear as she studied her homework handout. "We've done
everything on the list. Now we just have to write about it."
"I'd like this between my legs when I write," Debbie said, tapping their weekend
slave on the top of her head. "It might inspire me."
-=*=-
Debbie had become the leader of the room full of single women and Wendy became
the major dominatrix over Tina. She called a halt to the sex play and ordered
everyone to the shower. Still strapped in the nylon belt that held rubber
appliances in her cunt and butt, Tina was forced to wash all of them and tongue
their private parts.
After their shower, Wendy went to bed with Michael. Debbie and Maria chained
Tina to the foot of Maria's bed and enjoyed a massage and more cunnilingus to
help them sleep.
It was late when Jennifer crept back into the room. Michael felt her presence
and rolled over, waking Wendy. "Come on over here, Jenn," Wendy called softly.
"I can't," Jennifer said in a choked voice.
"Yes, you can. Michael wants you. I can tell."
"That's the problem," Jennifer whispered. "I want to fuck him and have him fuck
me and I can't because I promised myself and my mother and God and even Clarice
that I would be a virgin when I got married and I can't control myself with..."
She was still talking nervously when Wendy got up and took her hand to lead her
to her bed and push her down, ordering Michael to her pussy, to lick her to
orgasm. And again. And again, except that his tongue was no longer tired but
inspired.
-=*=-
Wendy saw that the only way to separate Jennifer from her boy toy was to plant
herself between them. That only blocked some of the energy waves that so
obviously passed between the pair, creating a heat that everyone in the vicinity
could feel.
When she awakened, Wendy was on her side sandwiched between them with her
breasts pressed into Michael's back and Jennifer snuggled against her back.
"Wake up, you guys," Wendy laughed, bouncing the bed under them.
Michael and Jennifer both seemed bashful and embarrassed as they woke up so
close to each other. Wendy grabbed Michael first, planting a kiss on his lips
and then deepening it with her tongue until he was panting and his cock was
hard. Then she rolled over and repeated the process with Jennifer, not
embarrassed at all to be French kissing another woman. "Now kiss each other,"
Wendy insisted, standing up on the bed to walk to the foot.
Jennifer lay paralyzed, but Michael smiled broadly and slid over to the much
taller woman. He hovered over her for a long time just looking into her eyes,
then slowly lowered his face to hers until their lips met.
At the first touch of their lips, they slammed into each other as if they were
drawn magnetically. He frantically humped against her belly as he drove his
tongue into Jennifer's mouth to explore and arouse. "You two are really
somethin'," Wendy commented from the foot of the bed. "Now get up and... Oh,
well. Eat each other again, just so long as I'm next."
Michael gleefully whirled around on the bed and planted his mouth on Jennifer's
pussy, pressing his hard cock against her chest between her small breasts. He
enthusiastically attacked her slit with his lips and tongue, making her
instantly start bucking her pelvis against his face.
"Come over here and watch this," Wendy called to the three women in the next bed
who were now stirring. Maria and Debbie drug Tina over by Wendy to watch.
"On your knees, bitch," Debbie snapped, forcing Tina down and pulling the
woman's face into her crotch. "I gotta pee something fierce."
It was Lucy who told them about that ultimate humiliation of Tina who both
loathed and craved the idea of being used as a toilet by freshmen. Debbie found
it hard to release her pee but figured she had all morning. When she was finally
able to relax her sphincter enough, Tina swallowed every drop except for a
couple that bubbled out through her nose.
"I bet Maria needs to piss, too," Debbie told Tina who dutifully walked on her
knees over to open her mouth against Maria's crotch. Maria barely managed to
wait until Tina was in place before releasing the contents of her bladder into
the slave's mouth, remembering to do it in short squirts. Tina didn't need to be
ordered to Debbie's crotch, crawling over on her own. Her own bladder was about
to burst but she couldn't pee until the big dildo that filled her pussy was
removed. It was so big that it pressed her urethra closed.
Debbie unlocked the crotch belt and allowed Tina to crawl across the hall with
orders to replace the rubber devices and lock the crotch belt tightly before
returning. When she got back, Michael was still going after Jennifer, who
complained, "I can't come. I've got to pee too bad."
"Tina will take care of that," Debbie told her. "Move over for a second,
Michael. Hey, do you have to pee, too?"
"Yes, ma'am," he answered.
"Ladies first, Tina," Debbie ordered. Tina swallowed two more full bladders and
then reported to Debbie for more forced pussy licking duty as they watched the
couple on the bed bring each other to violent orgasms.
They were all surprised to be ordered to a nondenominational church service
right after breakfast to hear a sermon based on Paul's epistles accompanied by
modern inspirational music. To a person, they were impressed.
They got to play for a few more hours before they had to kiss Michael good by,
buckling the blindfold back over his eyes as he climbed into the van for the
trip back to the campus. Then it was Tina's turn.
"I hope it wasn't too much," they told Tina as Debbie removed the crotch strap
and let the big dildo slide out of the poor woman's pussy.
"It was great," Tina smiled, grunting as she tried to expel the butt plug,
finally needing to pull it out after contorting her body into a fetal position
to reach it. "Now I just need for Jerry to whip me and fuck me to oblivion."
"I might be able to handle that," he said, appearing at the door with a
cat-o-nine-tails.
"Oh, gawd, I love you," she cried, bending to expose her bottom rather than
hugging her husband. He swung the cat hard, making her shriek for a second
before she regained control just before the next blow fell. "Harder!" she
demanded as the other women watched, wincing every time the leather thongs met
Tina's butt cheeks.
While Tina was still begging for more, Jerry snatched her up and literally threw
her onto Debbie's bed. She rolled to her back and spread her legs just in time
for Jerry to slam his cock intoh er sopping hole, sliding all the way to the
hilt instantly.
Debbie motioned to the others and they all walked out together.
