Alternative Schooling

Alternative Schooling

Chapter Four

I sent Eve to clean herself up and join the others in the common-room, instructing her to return that night shortly after ten o'clock for her appointment with the Box.  Although it was unusual for me to be alone, without one of the students to attend and serve me, I wanted all of them to have the chance to interact with Sarah for the day. 

I spent the rest of the day catching up on mail and paperwork, checking the security feed occasionally to see how things were progressing in the common-room.  After some initial shyness, Sarah seemed to have adapted well to being surrounded by nine, barely-clothed teenagers.  Soon she was smiling and laughing openly as the group chatted and played games throughout the afternoon and evening.

One thing I noticed was that, while the group spending time with Sarah changed throughout the day, with some students going off to do other things like read or talk privately and then returning, Rebecca was a constant companion.  As the evening drew on, the group Sarah was in had been reduced to four.  Sarah and Rebecca were joined by Julia, a striking Hispanic girl of sixteen with long, raven hair, and Heather, a fifteen-year old who's body still carried some extra weight that the school's exercise regimen hadn't burned off yet.

The four girls had taken over the huge pile of pillows that covered the floor in front of the couch and lounged about as they chatted and giggled.  Sarah sat cross-legged, a pillow on her lap and looking out of place as the only girl dressed in jeans.  Beside her, Rebecca lay on her stomach, propped up on her elbows with her feet kicking idly in the air, close enough to the younger girl that her shoulders occasionally brushed against Sarah's thigh.

As I watched them on the monitor, Julia said something to Heather, who laughed as the dark-skinned Latin girl lay herself face-down across the pillows in front of her.  Heather casually straddled the other girl's lower-back and began massaging her shoulders -- subtly rubbing her crotch back and forth across Julia's back and buttocks as she did so, I noticed.

The three students, Rebecca, Julia and Heather, kept up their friendly chatter through this, but I saw Sarah grow silent and glance down at Rebecca beside her.  Her fingers plucked idly at the pillow in her lap, one hand twitching, as though she'd like to reach over and touch the older girl, but she stopped herself and returned to the conversation.

At ten o'clock, the students began leaving the common-room, heading back to the dorm to get ready for bed and sleep.  The school kept early hours, with everyone awakening at 6:00 AM and those whose turn it was to make breakfast arising even earlier.  Sarah seemed surprised at the early "bedtime", but Rebecca explained and the younger girl followed the others back to the dorm.  Once there, the students said good night to Sarah, some giving her a warm hug, before they headed for the communal bathroom to ready for bed and Sarah went to her private guest room alone.

Shortly thereafter, Eve arrived at my door, ready for her session with the Box.  Since I was busy watching Sarah prepare for bed, I didn't acknowledge the young, black girl, so she simply stripped out of the school uniform, then knelt in front of my chair and bent over, placing her forehead on my right foot to await my pleasure. 

I triggered the intercom to the dorm and instructed Rebecca to come to my room -- I wanted to hear her opinion of the afternoon and evening with Sarah.  I looked down at the girl prostrate before me and smiled.  “Go lay down on the bed, Eve,” I instructed her.

Eve rose and went to the bed, laying face-up in the middle and spreading her arms and legs toward the four corners.  I joined her there and began buckling heavy leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles, then I attached them to adjustable straps connected to the four corners of the bed and pulled them tight, stretching the tiny, fourteen-year old’s limbs tightly.  Once she was bound, I retrieved a tray from the dresser where I’d laid out what I’d need for Eve’s session with the Box.

The Box, as I called it, was an electrical stimulation device.  One could attach a variety of toys to it and use those toys to deliver electrical current to different parts of the body.  The settings on the Box allowed myriad effects to be achieved, ranging from incredible pleasure to unbearable pain, depending on the type of stimulation, intensity and location.  For Eve’s session with the Box, I intended to simply attach her and let it run, so I’d selected a full range of attachments in order to ensure she didn’t get bored.

From the tray, I picked up the smallest butt-plug.  Since I’d already abused Eve’s ass so thoroughly that day, it would still be sore and I wanted her experience to be with the electricity, not pain from what delivered it.  Unlike a typical plug, this one  had two wires running from its base and two strips of shiny, silver along its sides.  The wires and the silver strips would deliver the electrical current to the inside of Eve’s ass.  A thorough coating of conductive gel on the plug would both ease its insertion and help the electricity transfer to Eve’s body.

Eve made tiny sounds of discomfort as I pressed the tip of the plug to her sore asshole.  “Don’t worry, Eve,” I told her.  “It’s a small one … you’ll hardly know it’s there.”  She made a mournful sound, knowing from past experience that the size of the plug was the least of her worries once I turned on the Box.  With firm pressure, I pushed the plug into her ass, seating it firmly.

I coated a second plug with gel, this one made for her pussy, and quickly slid it into place.  Eve made another whine of discomfort, with two devices inserted, even small ones, her tiny holes were stuffed full and stretched.

The final attachment to Eve’s body was with a small, adhesive pad normally used with a TENs unit.  I peeled the pad off its backing and reached between Eve’s legs to pull the hood of her clitoris back from the tiny nub of nerve endings.  I placed the pad directly on the black girl’s clit and pressed it firmly into place.

Normally, only two devices could be used with the Box.  It transmitted electricity on two separate channels, each of which supplied power to two electrodes.  So under normal operation it would power the two plugs, treating each independently.  The sensations would be isolated as electricity coursed between the two electrodes on each plug.

In a special mode, though, the Box could combine the two channels, cycling current between any two of four electrodes.  What this meant for Eve was that the current could course between any two of the three parts of her body I’d wired up: ass, pussy or clit. 

In addition, the range of settings on the Box allowed me to control the type of sensation and its intensity.  Electricity stimulated the muscles and nerves, so the sensation could range anywhere from a gentle vibration to a stinging slap.  It could play on the nerves themselves, delivering sensation directly, or through the muscles, causing them to contract and relax involuntarily.

I set the Box to the “Torment” setting, which would randomly alternate between electrodes and sensations over time.  Eve could find herself cycling quickly toward orgasm as the Box applied delightful vibrations to her clit and pussy, then the Box could change to a harsher sensation, making her feel like someone was violently slapping her clitoris – or worse for her tonight, pounding on the interior of her already sore and abused ass.

I turned the Box on and dialed it up to a good starting level.  Over time, it would automatically increase the current, and therefore the intensity of the sensation, the longer Eve remained on the Box.  Eve’s body jerked in surprise as the current reached a level that she could feel and I turned the dial down a bit.  I wanted her to start with the current just barely there and then build over the time I planned to have her attached.

Movement from the doorway caught my attention and I saw that Rebecca had arrived while I was attaching Eve to the Box and was waiting patiently for me to notice her. 

“Come here, Rebecca,” I said, patting the bed next to me.  She sat down facing me, stealing a glance at Eve’s bound form.  “Tell me how things went with Sarah this afternoon.”

Rebecca recounted the details of the afternoon and evening, including her impression of the new girl.  She observed that Sarah had responded eagerly, almost hungrily, to the hugs and other gestures of affection from the other students.  “It’s as though she hasn’t had many hugs in her life, Sir,” she explained.  Something which didn’t surprise me, since many of the students I took in were neglected and lacking a sense of family and acceptance.

While Rebecca continued, I idly ran my fingers over Eve’s body.  The girl occasionally made sounds or jerked under my hands as the Box changed settings to some new torment.  At one point she let out a yelp of pain and began keening in distress.  I glanced at the Box and saw that it had changed to a setting that would feel like a series of static shocks, like small needles jabbing against the girl’s clit and inside her pussy. 

“You’re right, Eve,” I said sympathetically.  “That looks painful.  Here, let me change it for you.”  I adjusted the Box quickly to transfer the current to the butt-plug and increased the power slightly, sending the jabbing sparks of electricity deep into the girl’s sore and aching ass.  Eve howled in distress and thrashed in her bonds before the Box randomly changed to a new setting and she settled down.

“Don’t interrupt my conversation again,” I warned her.

Rebecca continued her recital, detailing Sarah’s interactions with each of the other students and her evaluations were remarkably similar to my own observations.  While she spoke, I brought up the security camera feeds from the guest bedroom and bathroom on the monitors.  Sarah had changed for bed, wearing only a t-shirt and panties that looked very like the school uniform she’d been surrounded by all evening.  Now she sat before the vanity mirror in the guest room, brushing her hair.  I noticed Rebecca look hungrily at the scene before turning her attention back to me.

“You took a bit of chance stripping in front of her,” I observed.  “That sort of thing so early could easily backfire and drive her away.”

“I know, Sir,” she said, lowering her eyes.  “But I had a feeling she’d accept it and …”  Her voice trailed off into silence.

“And what?” I demanded.

“And I wanted to, Sir,” she said quietly.  “I wanted her.”

I smiled tolerantly.  “She is a cute little thing,” I allowed.  “You’ll taste her pussy soon enough.”

“That’s not it, Sir,” Rebecca whispered, turning to look longingly at the image of Sarah on the monitor.  “I want her.  I want her like you have me.  I want to have her under me, completely at my mercy, Sir.”

Her face turned hungry as she continued.  “After I was naked in front of her, I was looking into her eyes and I knew, I knew, Sir, that she’d have done anything right then.  I wanted to straddle her and bury her face in my cunt.”  She turned to me with hungry, desperate eyes.  “Please, Sir.”

I considered for a moment.  Rebecca had always been one of the more aggressive and dominant of the students.  Whenever she was put in a position of control over them her enjoyment was obvious, but I hadn't seen this depth of desire to dominate someone in her before.  “What is it about this one that does that to you, Rebecca?  Why her?”

“I don’t know, Sir,” she whined.  She put a hand to her crotch, pressing the cotton of her shorts against her pussy and showing me how much wetness soaked into them.  “But, Sir, just thinking about it makes me ache for her.”

“I’ll consider it, Rebecca, you have been a very good girl lately,” I allowed.   

“Thank you, Sir.”

“In the meantime, you did well today, would you like a reward?”

“If it pleases you, Sir,” she answered, eyes downcast and properly demure again.

I gestured to Eve whose eyes were tightly closed and whose body was trembling under whatever sensation the Box was currently applying.  “Eve’s mouth isn’t busy right now,” I noted.  “Feel free to use it to satisfy yourself.”

“Thank you, Sir.”  Rebecca’s eyes brightened and she quickly stripped off shorts and shirt; she climbed naked onto the bed to straddle Eve’s head from the top, facing down the young black girl’s body.  Eve had heard me as well and her eyes were open now, staring up between Rebecca’s thighs at the seventeen-year old’s dripping pussy.

Rebecca lowered herself to Eve’s face and the younger girl eagerly opened her mouth to receive her.  Eve’s tongue darted out, licking and probing.  Rebecca went to all fours, her hands braced on Eve’s open thighs and began sliding her pussy back and forth along Eve’s face from nose to chin.  The girl’s black skin was soon shiny with juices, thickly covered by Rebecca’s wetness.

Rebecca’s position still let her see the security monitors and I noted that her attention was still fixated there.  On the screen, Sarah had finished brushing her hair and was wandering idly about the room, apparently not tired enough to sleep.  She raised her arms over her head, stretching; the act pressed her t-shirt tight against her small breasts and lifted the hem to expose her panties and the skin of her belly.

Rebecca let out a deep sound, almost a growl, and stared hungrily at the image.  She lowered her pelvis further, covering Eve’s face, and began grinding her pussy hard against the other girl.  Eve tried to use her tongue, but Rebecca didn't appear to notice.  She began grinding and sliding her pussy harder and faster against Eve, fucking the bound girl's face.  Taking pity on Eve, I adjusted the controls on the Box to be only pleasurable, setting them to feel like vibrations, gentle in her sore ass, but more forceful and insistent for her pussy and clit. 

Eve made a small sound of distress when, at one point, Rebecca's pussy covered both her nose and mouth for a time.  The sound seemed to spur Rebecca to new heights of arousal.  She clenched her fingers, digging them cruelly into Eve's thighs, then lifted her pelvis, freeing Eve's face so she could breath for just an instant before closing her thighs around the smaller girl's head, trapping it tightly.  She then renewed grinding her pussy into Eve's face, throwing her hips from side to side, back and forth, jerking the trapped girl's head with her.

Through all this, Rebecca's eyes never left the monitor, never wavered from the image of Sarah, fifteen, innocent and virginal.  I was convinced that, in Rebecca's mind, it was Sarah underneath her.  It was Sarah's head she imagined covering with her pussy juices, Sarah's thighs she was so cruelly marking with her grip and Sarah's face she viciously ground her pussy into over and over again.

Rebecca's breathing grew short and raspy as she clearly neared climax and I began to wonder if she was so lost in the fantasy of having Sarah under her that she might forget herself and come without permission.  But Rebecca's training had been strict and thorough, she didn't disappoint me.  Through clenched teeth, eyes still locked on the monitor image of Sarah, now pulling the bedcovers back to crawl underneath, Rebecca grated out, "Please, Sir, may I come?"

“Not yet,” I ordered firmly, standing and grabbing Rebecca’s hair at the back of her head.  I roughly pulled her upright, tilting her head far back, extending her neck.  Her fingers, locked in the flesh of Eve’s thighs, dug deep furrows in the black girl’s skin as I dragged her up.  I forced Rebecca up, lifting her so she had to rise on her knees, freeing Eve’s face from her pussy.

Both girl’s gasped, Eve from relief, now able to breathe, Rebecca from the pain in her scalp and in an effort not to come without permission.  With my other hand, I reached between Rebecca’s legs and grasped her clit between thumb and forefinger, pinching it gently.  I put my mouth close to Rebecca’s ear and whispered to her. 

“Do you really want that little girl?”

“Oh, god, yes, Sir,” she breathed.

I began slowly squeezing Rebecca’s clit harder, steadily increasing the pressure as I whispered to her.  She ran her hands desperately up and down her body as though confused at what to do with them.

“Do you want her head between your legs and feel her tongue on your pussy?”

“Yes! Please, Sir, please, I’m going to come!”  She dropped her hands to her thighs, clutching at the tender insides, digging her nails into her flesh.

Eve, staring wide-eyed from below, was lost in the combination of sensation, sight and sound.  The power of the current from the Box had increased to the point that it was like she had one powerful vibrator in her pussy and another against her clit.  Directly above her face, she was staring at Rebecca’s pussy, gaping and dripping with the older girl’s arousal.  Through all this, she could hear us as Rebecca voiced her desires toward Sarah. 

“Do you want to hurt her?” I whispered.

“Yeeesss,” she hissed through clenched teeth.  “Oh, god, Sir, please!”

I’d increased the pressure on Rebecca’s clit to the point where I was sure it must be painful, but there was no sign of pain in her manner, only desire on the verge of frenzy.  Rebecca’s eyes were clenched shut and she was gnashing her teeth.  Seeing this, and having heard the raw desire in her voice, I made a quick guess.

“Do you want to sink your teeth into her tender flesh until she screams for mercy?”

“YEESSSS!” Rebecca howled.

“I’ll let you,” I whispered to her.  “Come now.”

Rebecca screamed, full-throated and primal, her mouth opened as wide as it would go.  Her body convulsed in my hands, bucking and writhing.  Her knees buckled and I lowered her, letting her sink toward Eve’s face again.  As soon as she felt the girl’s breath on her pussy, it was as though Rebecca realized there was something there she could fuck and she went wild. 

She dropped her pelvis hard onto Eve’s face and again began grinding and rubbing against the girl in a crazed frenzy.  Now, it seemed as though she was actually trying to get the girl’s head inside of her as she grunted with effort.  Where before Eve’s mouth and chin had been wet with her juices, now Rebecca covered the girl’s entire head.  As she pushed her pussy far back, over Eve's forehead to her hairline, Eve's coarse, curly hair rubbed against her clit.

Rebecca became even wilder, the scraping sensation on her clit sent her over the edge again and another wave of orgasm engulfed her.  She wrapped her legs and arms around Eve's head and torso and squeezed tightly, continuing to grind her pussy into the girl beneath her.

For Eve, Rebecca's frenzy and loss of control must have been the final push necessary to send her over the edge as well.  I heard muffled sounds from beneath Rebecca and then Eve's limbs strained against the bonds holding her to the bed.  Her hips bucked and writhed as she struggled beneath the larger girl and I could see the muscles in her abdomen rippling as the waves of an orgasm took her.

I let this continue for a moment, then shut of the power to the Box.  Eve began to calm first, then Rebecca.  I pulled gently at Rebecca, rolling her off of Eve to lie on her back.  Next I began releasing Eve from the bonds, unclipping the cuffs and freeing the girl.  The two girl's gradually came back to themselves and reached instinctively for each other.  Wrapping legs and arms around each other, they cuddled and rocked, each laying gentle kisses on whatever body part was nearest.

Eve made a few small sounds as I gently pulled the plugs from her pussy and ass, especially from her ass, which was now even more sore and sensitive.  Rebecca stroked and soothed her until she quieted.

I crawled onto the bed myself and gently stroked both girls.  At my touch, they responded by reaching for me, squirming across the bed to wrap themselves around me, cuddling close and rubbing their faces against me.  I kissed both of them gently on the cheek.

"I hate to spoil the moment," I whispered to them, "but, Eve, I don't recall giving you permission to come."