To Obey
by Fire-Bird.
Chapter 8 "Sharon enjoys her hormones"
John walked noisily along the stone corridor. The Hackmoore's school was
generally quiet by day. Most of the teachers were teaching the theory to
their female students. Every so often John would hear the crack of a
whip and normally the screech of the girl on the receiving end. He really
did like his job. John's title was porter which meant he moved items,
usually girls, from one area to another. He worked out every day to keep
his muscles strong and well toned. Most of the time the girls are very
easy to transport but occasionally he got one who thought she could make
it to the outside.
Mr Boggis was a very good headmaster John thought. He felt the old one
spent more time reading books than normal. Mr Boggis actually took a
very active interest in the school and his students. But John especially
liked it when Mr Boggis allowed him to carry out some of the punishments.
John smiled as he neared the room where Sharon was hung upside down. He
unlocked the door and walked in. Sharon looked over to the Porter.
"How are we doing Sharon?"
"Good Sir, but the cramps are very very painful now Sir."
"Okay Sharon, the doctor said all you needed was another 15 minutes.
Not long now."
Sharon nodded her head and wined as a number painful cramp shocked through
her body.
A few minutes later Sharon was straddling the toilet and rubbing her
ankles. She released the water and felt the pleasure as the pressure
subsided. She cleaned herself up and without even instructions from John
went and lay on the table. John walked over and was about to attach the
cuffs. But he figured, it's just a waste of time.
The door opened and the Nurse walked in. She carried a metal tray with
14 syringes on it. She noticed that Sharon didn't have restraints and
looked to John.
"Do you think she's ready?" asked the nurse
"Actually no, I don't think so. Sorry Sharon." John busied himself by
putting the cuffs on.
"That's okay Sir." Sharon said glumly.
Dr Every was a small man. He specialized in hormones from an early age
but felt there wasn't much of a market for his special research. The
school had found him and hired him on the spot. In less than four months
research Dr Every had perfected the female orgasms hormone. Once
injected into a female rat it had orgasms each time it moved. From
then on he had researched many other hormones, 13 in all. He had just
developed a 14th one two weeks back and was itching to try it on a
student. Sharon had been chosen only this morning.
The Nurse took Sharon's blood pressure and took a sample of blood
also. Dr Every stood beside the table and dabbed some muscle relaxant
onto Sharon's stomach. He reached over and took the first needle.
He positioned it just above her belly button and pushed the needle
in. Sharon felt the rush of liquid enter her body. She closed her eyes.
She knew the 13th was the worse.
Sharon felt her body tingling. Her muscles were relaxing. She knew she
had to have the 13th injection to stop her from getting pregnant. That
wasn't so bad in itself, it was just that she had to have it every
six months.
The Dr finished the 12th syringe. He picked up the 13th and looked at
Sharon. "You know this one girl, I don't want to hear a peep. Do you
understand?"
Sharon nodded. She wondered if she could keep quiet. The needle went
in and Sharon could feel the burning sensation already. A minute past
and everything seemed to be okay. Then it hit.
Sharon arched her back off the table. John leaned forward and took her
hand. Sharon moaned and thrusted her belly to the ceiling. A minute
later it was all over. The nurse dried Sharon's forehead with a damp
cloth.
Dr Every took the 14th syringe. "Well, that wasn't too bad was it
Sharon. And today I've got a special treat for you. This little baby
slows down your adrenaline gland thereby allowing you to experience
pain much much more. Isn't that wonderful?"
The Doctor didn't expect a reply. He quickly jabbed the needle in
and emptied it of it's contents. He dropped it back onto the tray
and walked off without a backwards glance.
John took Sharon back to her room to rest. Dinner came a little later and
Sharon ate heartily. She wondered how Melissa was doing with her Cock-
sucking course. She'd find out tomorrow. She then went to sleep.
Rodney looked around the strip club. He knew if his wife every caught
him or his son in here she'd have his guts for garters.
Paul noticed Rodney's agitation. "Relax Rod, she ain't going to find
you in here. She knows that you wouldn't come in here." He continued
to watch as a dancer a few week away shook her breasts towards Matt.
Matt was dieing. His erection was so huge now he was going burst. He
needed some relief. "Dad, I need to screw one of these bitches ...
help me out, please?"
Rodney followed his son's stare towards the red head on the pole.
"Hhhmmm ... I don't know son. She's a bit of an animal."
Matt spun his head around. "Dad! ... come on!!"
Rodney smiled, "Okay okay, go and get her." handing him a $50 note.
Matt was off. He went over to the red head and after a few seconds
conversation she lead him to a small area out the back.
Rodney leaned over to Paul, "That kid is going to be dangerous if
I can't get him to blow his load once a week."
Paul smiled, "I know the feeling. So how is your wife Rod?"
Rod sighed, "Mate, she's driving me nuts. All she does is complain
and now the girls are doing it too. Matt doesn't even get a chance
at the bathrooms in the mornings now. He's resorted to washing himself
in the basement washing tub. Thing is, I don't know what to do about
it all. You said you might have something in mind?"
"Well, I do buddy .. and it's quite simple, but it'll cost you five
times as much because you've got five females in the house."
"Don't worry about that old buddy, my wife's Fathers just died leaving
all the money to us. There is a nice package there. But why would I
need a lot of money, and for the girls too?"
Paul explained, and the more he explained about Dave and his daughters
and also about how he sent Cindy away to the school ... Rodney's prick
was getting bigger and nastier by the second.
Before Matt had gotten back the deal was made. Sure it would be quiet
for a couple of months while the girls were trained but Rodney felt he
deserved a holiday.
All three of them were grinning like Cheshire Cats on the way home.
But Rodney and Paul were grinning for different reasons.
That night Paul was woken up at 2am.
"Mr Winslow, it's Mr Boggis here from Hackmoores. It's your daughter Sir,
She has tried to escaped. We'll punish her accordingly of course but are
there any instructions you'd like us to follow?"
Paul lay back in his pillow, Damn he thought. "Mr Boggis, make her wish
the football team had busted her cherry."
"Yes Sir, as always we'll document and videotape the whole process. Sorry
for disturbing you Sir."
"That's quite alright Mr Boggis, Good night."
Paul hung up the phone and rolled over. "Have a good night, my daughter."
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