Grove Academy a story of the New Republic

Grove Academy   Chapter 5:

The School itself at any given time has approximately 400 girls in residence. Most are between the age of 14 and 24. Some are a little younger, and a few are in their early 30’s. Almost all of the girls have been selected for their physical beauty. We both maintain and enhance this beauty.

Most of our girls reside in dormitories attached to, or in the vicinity of the main building. Every student has a private room on her respective floor with a private bathroom. The rooms are well appointed. This privacy and comfort level is not to accommodate the students, but rather the visitors of the students- the members of the Grove Men’s Club. There are two types of membership: Associate Membership and Primary Membership.

Associate members pay a $10,000 annual membership fee and $1000 for each overnight visit to the club. There are 500 Associate members, who on the average visit the club twice a month. These members produce $17ml in annual revenue.

Primary members pay a one-time membership fee of $250,000 for which they receive one night per week at the club at no charge, for life. Additional visits are $1000 per night. There are 200 Primary members. Their initial membership fee yielded $50 ml in revenue. Additional visits yielded another $2ml in revenue per year.

Non member visits can be reserved at $2500 per night, if the guest is recommended by a member. There are approximately 4000 visits like this per year. All guests have the right to administer a very sound spanking to any girl they are visiting. A spanking can be as many as 500 whacks. The whacks can be very hard, but have to be given with a bare hand- usually applied to the girl’s bare bottom and thighs.

The paddle, the cane, the whip, or the belt, are generally only administered by resident Masters. Unless otherwise stipulated, Masters only have the freedom to apply these instruments of punishment to the girls that reside in their particular dormitory wing- or their 10 girls. The reason for this should be self-explanatory. A good sound spanking will make any girl cry pitifully, and leave her ass and thighs very red, also perhaps leaving finger-marks and bruises. The redness and bruises will be gone after a day, leaving the girls ass milky white and fresh, for her next visitor, and her next round of punishment. Marks, welts, and scars, from a whipping or a cane can easily last for weeks, and is “bad for business”. It is generally discouraged, unless there is an example to be made. That example would be made by a Master.

Additionally, certain judges, politicians, and police officers have visitation privileges at no charge, for which they unfailingly provide full value. When it is completely totaled, we average 1000 visits per week at the club, or 3 all night visits per week, per student. Annual revenue approaches $30 ml. This does not include revenue from one time memberships or the sale of at least 200 girls per year, at $100,000 each, on average. The arrival at least 20 new girls each month keeps everyone’s ongoing interest at a high level. It is a very profitable school.

There are also 40 full time Masters in residence at the school. Each Master has over-site of a dormitory floor containing 10 student’s rooms. The Master of course has a fully equipped, luxury apartment on the floor. Resident Masters pay $1ml each for these apartments. They of course have unlimited access to the resident students.

Only Members are able to visit the girls in their rooms, along with the resident Masters. Other guests are accommodated at the Grove Hotel, which adjoins to the school, and provides for many forms of entertainment. The Hotel has a couple of hundred suites, a restaurant, a ballroom, a health and fitness club with a very large pool, and a nightclub. All were open to the public.

Any visitor or Resident Master has completely full access to any girl they are visiting. Every girl comes to understand very quickly that her ass, her cunt, her mouth, are all completely available in any sequence.  Almost every visitor uses their spanking privileges to the fullest. Every girl expects to be fully used sexually, all night long, and is trained to need to give the maximum amount of pleasure in the most submissive possible way.

On this particular morning I was having breakfast in the hotel restaurant with Michelle after very thoroughly de-flowering her the night before. I was dressed casually in a pair of slacks and a sport shirt, Michelle was dressed only in a white toga and sandals which I had ordered the night before from the central wardrobe of the school. Unless otherwise stipulated, togas are the daily dress for girls at the school. Underwear is not permitted to them. The logic of this rule is clear. Togas are tasteful but easily movable or removable to make a girl completely and easily accessible. A toga can be raised and tucked into a rope belt at the waist, or the belt can be easily undone, allowing one to very quickly render the girl fully nude.

At my instruction, in order for her to more fully understand her complete availability, Michelle had lifted the back hem of her toga when she sat down, so that her naked, bruised ass was in direct contact with the chair. There were perhaps 30 people in the restaurant that morning, mostly men my age and girls Michelle’s age. We were shortly joined at our table by Jay and Meghan. Meghan was also dressed in a toga. She had a hand print on the side of her face. Obviously Jay had slapped her rather brutally the night before. She did not make eye contact with me, but answered “Good morning Sir.” when I spoke to her. Michelle sat next to Jay, and Meghan sat next to me.

By this point a few interesting things in the restaurant were also beginning to develop. There were a number of groups of four sitting together, and in a couple of cases the girls had already had their togas removed and were fully nude. I could see a couple of girls kneeling under their tables with their heads bobbing up and down in the laps of the Master they were kneeling before. No further explanation was necessary. Both Master and slave were enjoying their respective breakfasts.

Jay was positively gleeful as he told me about the fun he and Meghan had shared the night before. He told me that he had only given Meghan 75 strokes with the cane, but that they had been very hard strokes. He asked me to look at the front of her thighs, and so I lifted the front of her toga as I sat next to her. There were 15 bloody lines. Gently, I touched them as she winced. They were deep welts and would last for at least a week, even with regular treatments. I opened her legs more with my hand, and noticed immediately that Jay had also caned the inside of her thighs very thoroughly. Meghan was trying valiantly not to cry, as my inspection seemed to make her re-live what had been inflicted upon her the night before. She would never be a snotty little girl again.

I asked Jay how she had been sexually, and he told me that once he had given her the necessary inspiration with the cane, she had been wonderful. He had used her repeatedly in all three of her holes. He told me that he had spent two hours alternating his penetrations every few minutes from her ass to her mouth, and back again. She had initially thrown up twice, and after the second time he had slapped her very hard in her face. “But now she is completely comfortable with the taste of her turds. Isn’t that right, Meghan?”

“Yes Sir”, Meghan answered- barely above a whisper.

Michelle was growing noticeably uncomfortable during this conversation. Obviously part of that discomfort was the subject matter, and part was due to the fact that Jay had put his hand into Michelle’s lap as she sat next to him. I was quite sure that he already had the front of her toga fully raised and was fingering her somewhat sensitive vagina, as she tried not to squirm. As if to confirm this, Jay said- “I see that Michelle’s maidenhead is no longer with us! Perhaps you would now not mind if took her back to my suite for the rest of the morning to put her through her new paces?”

Michelle was visibly frightened as he said this, and was subsequently relieved when I told him that I was not yet prepared to release her to him- at least not just yet, and that in point of fact, I wanted to bring both girls back to my suite with me for the rest of the morning. I assume that he was expecting this response, because he immediately asked if a blowjob was out of the question before we left. I smiled and got up. I went to where Michelle was sitting next to Jay and asked her to get up out her chair. Jay had to stop fingering her as she stood up.

I sat down in her chair while she stood in front of me. I untied the belt of her toga, and quickly removed it, so that she stood fully nude in front of me. She looked at me and then at floor, as other people began to look in our direction, sensing from her nudity that perhaps something interesting was about to happen. I put my hand behind her and stroked her bruised bare bottom gently as I said, “Please walk around the table to where I was sitting, and get on your knees under the table. Open Jay’s pants, and blow him thoroughly. Let him have complete access to your mouth and your throat, like I taught you last night. I want him to come in your mouth, and I want you to swallow every drop of his seed. When he’s completely finished and you’ve swallowed everything, I want you to thank him and tell him that it was delicious. Do you understand?” I was still stroking her bare ass as I spoke to her.

She answered simply “Yes Master. I do.” And that was exactly what she did. As Michelle performed, Jay periodically moaned. Michelle made slurping noises as she sucked his cock while it was buried in her throat. She appeared to focus completely on her task. I looked at Meghan, who was still utterly miserable. I don’t think Jay had wanted her to fall in love with him as he inflicted one torture upon another on her. And she didn’t. I asked Meghan if there was anything she wanted to say to me. To my surprise there was.

“I’d like to apologize to you for my behavior at the party last night Sir. I said very rude things to you, and I was nasty. I don’t know why. I wish I hadn’t. I did not know who you were. But I see it was wrong.  Master Jay punished me severely last night, like you asked him to, and I kept apologizing to him. But I realized that I also needed to apologize to you Sir. I know that you can do anything to me that you want, including kill me. I wanted you to know that I’m very sorry Sir, and I want to be a good girl, and that I hope you’ll forgive me.”

This apology was punctuated by slurping and gagging noises as Jay sat next to me and enthusiastically fucked Michelle’s throat. The noises were mostly made by Michelle. Jay occasionally said, “That’s right, there you go- all the way down. That’s it. Use your tongue more. That’s right.” Followed by, “Here we go. Here it comes. Oh yes. That’s it. Keep swallowing. That’s it.” I could also hear Michelle’s gagging and swallowing noises as Jay’s semen began to cascade down her throat.

As this was happening, I responded to Meghan’s apology by asking her, “Do you think more punishment is appropriate for your bad behavior last night?” Still looking miserable and a bit forlorn, she nodded her head that in her opinion, more punishment was appropriate. I closed the topic by saying, “I think I will want to hear your apology repeatedly, before I believe you and forgive you.”

Jay meanwhile, had finished with Michelle’s mouth. He withdrew his cock from her mouth, and Michelle looked up at him from his lap, and finally spoke. “Thank you Sir. It was delicious.” In response Jay promised her many, many more- “gourmet opportunities” in the very near future. He was something of a bad man.

I had Michelle get dressed, which took no time at all. I said goodbye to Jay, who then got up, and helped Meghan up- taking her head in his hands as he kissed her good-bye, saying; “Thank you for all of the pleasure you gave me last night. I very much enjoyed being the man that gave you your first caning. I loved opening your ass, and teaching you to taste it deeply without throwing up. I happen to have one room available on my floor. Perhaps if the Headmaster agrees, I will take you as one of my full time resident students there. I might like to take charge of your continuing education.” Meghan may not have loved Jay, but it appeared to me that Jay may have liked Meghan, who was trembling uncontrollably by the time he kissed her goodbye. Of course, the decision was going to be mine, as to whether Meghan continued her training under Jay.

Before deciding that particular issue, I wanted her to spend a little bit of time training under me, and toward that end I brought both girls back to my suite at the hotel. As soon as we had closed the door and were inside the entrance hallway of the suite, I ordered them both to undress. They stepped out of their shoes and took off their togas, folding them and laying them on a side table in the hall. Side by side they stood in front of me fully nude with their arms at their sides. I had Michelle go brush her teeth. I began to inspect Meghan. From her breasts to three inches above her knees, she was very thoroughly striped. As I turned her around I saw that this was true on her front and backside. On each side she had 25 stripes of fairly deep welts. Jay had given her the other 25 strokes on different places on her body, like the inside of her thighs and the bottoms of her feet. He just loved torture. Far be it from me to judge him.

Michelle returned from brushing her teeth as I put my arms around Meghan, cupping her ass cheeks in my hands, and as I squeezed them I kissed her deeply. She responded passionately- kissing me as though her life depended on it. I expected no less. Fear works wonders. After a couple of minutes I stopped kissing her and spoke to both girls. “The way I just kissed Meghan, is the way I want you to kiss each other now. I’m going to change into a robe. But I want you to kiss each other the whole time that I am gone. I expect you both to be in each other’s arms, kissing and hugging and groping each other like your lives depend on it. They do. Start now”.

I nodded to both of them to confirm that they understood, and they immediately stepped into each other’s arms, and began French kissing deeply. Their hands were on each other’s asses, and I noticed Meghan had opened Michelle’s ass cheeks, and had begun to put one of her fingers into her rectum. I undressed and put on a robe, and returned to find them in essentially the same position, except that Meghan’s finger was further up Michelle’s ass. I put my arms around both of them as they were continuing to kiss, and I had them both drop to their knees. My swollen cock was demanding a bit of attention as I opened my robe. I plunged into Michelle’s open mouth and down her throat for 10 slow, deep strokes; and then withdrew only to repeat exactly the same process with Meghan.

I withdrew from Meghan, and instructed her to begin kissing my ass while Michelle continued to suck me. I told her that I wanted her to understand what it meant to become a Brown-Nose. This meant she was to push her tongue as far into my asshole as she possibly could, and getting it thoroughly wet. When she thought it was wet enough, she was to drop her tongue   down my ass crack, and lick the back of my balls. This would leave her nose up against my asshole while she licked my balls from behind. I made it clear that I expected her to push her nose into my asshole while she was licking my balls, and while Michelle was sucking my cock at the same time. I told her that when I came, they would again completely share my sperm and swallow it, but I expected Meghan’s nose to be covered in brown, from having been completely up my asshole. I told her that if it wasn’t, I would either give her an additional beating or simply send her back to Jay.

I took my time as I began to invade Michelle’s throat, and had her repetitively encircle my cock with her tongue as she knelt in front of me. Immediately behind me, I felt Meghan’s knees touch my heels as she began to press her face into my ass cheeks, which she opened with her hands in order to give her mouth and tongue better access to my rectum. I felt her lick my rectum thoroughly for perhaps 20 seconds, and then she began to push with her tongue into my rectum. It was incredibly erotic! A girl in front of me sucking desperately as she continued to gag my cock down her throat, and a girl behind me trying desperately not to gag, as she French kissed with my rectum.

Meghan kept her tongue up my ass for perhaps five minutes. All the while I plowed in and out of Michelle’s mouth and throat, giving her no respite. Meghan then sensed that it was time to lower her tongue from my asshole to my balls- also from behind. Her chin began to make contact with Michelle’s neck, as she knelt in front of me deep-throating my cock. While they made contact, Meghan kept the flat of her tongue on my balls, warming them with her breath while she forced her nose into my rectum which she had so thoroughly lubricated with her tongue. She forced it in and out, and in the process, her nose began its transformation from milky white to completely brown. I was able to contain myself for perhaps a few more minutes.

I had established something of a rhythm as my cock sawed in and out of Michelle’s throat. And she accepted it fully, trying faithfully to massage the invading cock with her tongue, with each thrust. As I began to cum I pulled it out of her throat, but left the front half of my cock in her mouth. Had I cum in her throat, she would have had no alternative other than to immediately swallow it. Instead she sucked it out of me and held every drop of it in her mouth.  I came voluminously. It was her second load of the day. I withdrew from her mouth and took her by the hair, telling her to open her mouth and show it me. This action also caused me to withdraw my ass from Meghan’s face, which had furiously been “brown-nosing” me.

Michelle showed me her mouthful of cum, about a foot away from Meghan and her nose. I looked at them both and said, “You both know what to do. Do it.”

And they did, stepping into each other’s arms they began to kiss passionately, sharing my seed, back and forth between them. They had been in our custody for less than 24 hours. They had been beaten repeatedly. One had been deflowered. Both had been sodomized for the first time. Both had swallowed the sperm of more than one man. Both of them had tasted and swallowed some measure of feces. They had been made to perform with each other as wanton lesbians. They had gone out of their way, albeit motivated by fear, to profess their enthusiasm for the whole thing; and more to profess their love for me and my associates. All in less than 24 hours.

Together, at the same moment, they swallowed another load. They thanked me for it, and told me that it was delicious. Their education and indoctrination was only beginning.