Grove Academy a story of the New Republic

Her name was Maria. She sat on the hard wooden bed of her cell. She was completely nude, except for the handcuffs. Like most girls that are involuntarily naked, she sat with her arms together in front her, as if to give herself a modicum of modesty. It was an unsuccessful effort.

It had been like a bad dream that had lasted for weeks, all the while getting progressively worse, day by day.

She was 19, blonde and stunningly beautiful. Against her parents will, she had dropped out of college to marry an extremely rich movie producer who had promised her that he would make her a famous actress. She didn’t care that he was 45. She wanted to be a rich celebrity.

Almost from the very beginning the marriage had been failing. The sex had been horrible. When he touched her body, she felt like he was performing some kind of medical experiment on her. He was more interested in ejaculating into her mouth, than he was in fucking her normally. Each time he came in her mouth, she would pull off of his cock after the first spurt of semen, and she would spit the foul tasting stuff out. He kept telling her that he expected her to swallow all of it, and she kept refusing. She had never done that for anybody, and she never would.

He wanted to spank her as foreplay- naked. She wanted to make him happy, so even though it seemed perverted to her, she had agreed. But her idea of a spanking was light slaps on her bottom, punctuated by loving kisses on her bottom. Instead of that he hit her really hard on the ass again and again. When she tried to stop him by putting her hands in front of her ass to block the blows; he pinned both her wrists behind her back with one hand. He spanked her even harder until she was crying, and sobbing, and screaming, until he released her from off of his lap. She ran from the bedroom into the bathroom, locking the door and staying there for an hour until she could calm down, and stop sobbing.

He demanded anal sex, and she had flatly refused. She was never, ever going to do that. She remembered that her Mother had warned her against marrying this man, but forgot that her Mother had also warned her to “Never say never.”

And so he had served her with divorce papers. The divorce was going badly. She had anticipated a very generous divorce agreement, with alimony of $10,000. per month, a lump sum payment for her share of the house, and the ability to keep her Mercedes free and clear. Her husband had agreed to none of it. Through her attorney, she had threatened to make some of her husband’s sexual demands public to the tabloid newspapers.

And then yesterday morning she had been pulled over by a policeman after leaving her house in her Mercedes. The officer asked her politely to open her trunk, and when she did so, she was shocked to see a rather large brick made of white powder, wrapped in clear plastic. The police officer arrested her immediately.

Her trial took place three hours later, in the afternoon. She was given just enough time to call her lawyer, who appeared just before the trial began. The police officer testified about what he had seen. She told the judge honestly that she had no idea how the powder that had turned out to be Heroin, had gotten into the trunk of her car. Her lawyer barely spoke.

The judge listened carefully, and smiled at her often.  Without further preamble her found her guilty, and sentenced her to death. Her lawyer at this point finally spoke up asking the judge for “the type of mercy that is typical in this type of case.” He chuckled as he said it, and the judge chuckled back as he put an indefinite stay on her execution, while she underwent rehabilitation as a new person, in the custody of the State at Grove Academy.

The judge smiled at her from the bench and told her that he was looking forward to seeing her soon, and would pay personal attention to her rehabilitation. Her lawyer smiled at her as well, and told her that he was also looking forward to seeing her soon. The arresting police officer said the same thing as well. She didn’t really understand what that meant, but something was definitely not right, and it frightened her.

That night she was delivered to Grove Academy. A Matron took custody of her, and brought to the basement of the main building on the campus. She was assigned to a cell and placed inside of it. The Matron told her that she was allowed to retain her clothes for a short time. She was very relieved, because she had briefly seen a number of girls in other cells and they were all completely nude with their hands cuffed in front of them. She could not see other cells from inside her cell. Periodically men would walk past her cell on the way to another cell. Most of them were dressed in long Terri-cloth robes with hoods and sandals, looking almost like monks. She could hear cell doors open and close.

The sounds of discipline almost always speak for themselves. When a man says, “Get over my knees” followed a minute later by multiple loud clapping sounds and whimpering in that environment; it can only mean one thing. It is very un-nerving when the clapping goes on and on and on. The sound of the paddle is like a gunshot that reverberates down the hallway. Everyone knows what it is, whether or not it’s followed by the sound of a girl shrieking.

The sounds of sex are also unmistakable. The gagging and swallowing sound, as well as the sound of a girl gasping for breath are very recognizable, especially when heard together with a man saying, “Take more of it”, or “Use your tongue more.” The pleasure sounds a girl makes when being entered vaginally are also easy to discern, especially when the girl is being otherwise encouraged to be enthusiastic. The whimpering sound of pain a girl can make while being introduced to the joy of anal sex is also easy to visualize, even if you can’t see it.

These were just some of the sounds she was hearing, knowing that at some point it would be her turn to contribute to the sound effects. She was also pretty sure that some of the girls were getting more than one turn. She was pretty sure that some of the girls were getting a lot of turns.

A Matron gave her a bowl of cereal to eat for her that night along with a video player and some videos. She was told by the Matron to watch them all carefully. The videos were all instructional videos about the things girls were required to do as sex slaves, though those weren’t the exact words used. The titles were simpler, like- “How to perform oral sex properly” and “How to receive anal sex properly”. The videos had voice over narratives by the girls that performed on the videos as well as live sounds of their performances.

The videos were very un-nerving to her. The girls did things that she would never have done, like swallow men’s sperm, and receive men’s cocks all the way up their asses. Worse, the girls talked about it, emphasizing that it was the only thing to do, unless otherwise instructed. In one video a very young girl was thoroughly fucked in the ass by a much older man, with an impossibly large penis. The man withdrew his penis from the girls gaping ass, and it looked slimy from being up the girl’s ass so deeply. The man took the girl’s head by her hair and forced his penis all the way down her throat, telling the girls to “suck it clean!” as she obediently slurped on it. In the voice-over by the girl, she talked about how important it was to do it properly, and how she quickly got used to the taste of her feces and men’s sperm, which she happily swallowed at the end of the video.

There were other video’s in which girls were punished. One was entitled “How to receive a spanking” in which the girl who was being spanked talked in the voice-over about how much she wanted to be spanked, and how she asked her Master for a hard spanking. It didn’t make complete sense, because while she was saying that in the voice-over, she was crying on the video and begging the Master to let her suck him off.

It didn’t really make sense until the next video, which was entitled “The price of disobedience”. There were 5 scenes in this video with different girls. All the girls were nude, and all were in some form of restraint, as they were beaten, flogged, or paddled. The girls all screamed hideously as they were given long beatings leaving them bruised and bloody, that each would never forget. Some of the beatings were punctuated by girls receiving “Rotation Rapes” in which 5 or 6 men would move around the girl taking turns around her in a circle, using every hole again and again.  Maria began to tremble violently, because this was something she did not want to experience.

That night, amid all of the sound effects of sex and punishment, Maria realized that she was going to do all of the things she had told her husband she would not do, because the penalty for not doing them was unbearable. She would be spanked hard, and would say “Thank you” through her tears. She would swallow sperm- probably a lot of sperm; and probably very often. She would take it up the ass, and again say “Thank you”. She would taste her own feces and not complain. The alternative was unbearable.

The following morning she was given another bowl of cereal at 6 AM. An hour later, 2 girls that couldn’t be older than 16 came to get her out of her cell, and brought her to the shower. They all disrobed and the girls gave Maria a very thorough shower, paying particularly close attention to washing her genitals. Maria did not resist. In the midst of the shower, they completely shaved her legs, armpits, and genitals. They dried her and had her kneel over a low stool still in the bathroom. They gave a 3 quart enema of soapy water, and evacuated her thoroughly. After another rinse in the shower, they blew her hair dry and perfumed her liberally. They cuffed her hands in front of her and returned her to her cell, fully nude. It was 10 o’clock in the morning.

She waited alone, nude in her cell for half an hour. Something was about to happen, and she was very nervous. At 10:30 her cell door opened, and a man came in wearing a terry cloth robe with a hood and sandals. His hood covered his head. He had a wooden paddle and a few other accessories with him, which he laid on the table that had been placed that morning in Maria’s cell. He sat down on the bed next to Maria. Casually he put his hand onto Maria’s back and caressed it as his hand move down to the small of her back. She tensed more as his hand caressed her.

He told not to be tense. He told her that she should think about him as if he were her priest or doctor, and that she should not be afraid to tell him anything-no matter how personal or intimate it might be. As he told her these things he had her put her hands down in front of her, so that she was no longer covering herself. He stroked her breasts with his other hand, and seemed to weigh each of them in his hand as he spoke to her. He told her his name was Master David, and that he would be helping her through her initiation period here in the school. He put his hand between her knees and had her open her legs, so that he had access to her most private parts, if he wanted it. He brought his hand to her face and turned it to him so that her lips were inches from his lips.

He told he to give him a kiss, and she did allowing his tongue immediate access into her mouth. His tongue was incredibly long, and he seemed to want to stick it down her throat as he kissed her. She allowed it, and continued to kiss him passionately. He ended the kiss and bade her stand up in front of him, so that her breasts were mere inches from his face. For the next 5 minutes he inspected her thoroughly from head to foot, taking note of every detail of her body. He told her that he was expecting her to be an extremely diligent student, and that anything other than the most enthusiastic effort by her to learn every detail to perfection, would be met by very stern discipline.

He drew her to him by her waist and inhaled deeply from her breasts as they were in his face. He let his robe open as she was standing between his legs. His cock was fully erect and her eyes went wide as she saw that it was 10 inches long and at least 2 inches thick. He told her that it was time for her to thank him for the lesson he was going to be giving her later that morning, and he eased her down onto her knees between his legs.

With his monstrous, throbbing cock inches from her face, she closed her eyes as at the same time, she opened her mouth. He brought her cuffed hands under his balls, and she showed her how to hold them cupping them gently. He brought her head forward with his hands, and slowly his cock invaded her waiting, open mouth and she began to suck him. As she knelt there with his balls in her hands and his cock in her mouth, her entire world compressed only to the cock in her mouth. She heard his voice as he told her to use her tongue, and immediately she did, swirling her tongue around it, and making slurping noises. If only she could serve this cock properly, perhaps she could avoid a terrible beating a little later on.

She lost her sense of time as she made love to the cock with her mouth, worshipping it and loving it with every thought and stroke. She felt his hands on the back of her head, as her mouth was already stretched and crammed full. She heard his voice say “Take more”, and there was pressure on the back of her head as he pressed her down. And then he was inside of her throat. She knew this was coming. It had been in all of the videos, and all of the girls had talked about overcoming the gag reflex as you swallowed the cock into your throat. And that was what she was committed to doing as the cock began to fuck her throat in earnest. It withdrew for a second allowing her to catch her breath, and then it was back inside, all the way down- relentless. She continued to worship it on her knees, praying to it for his seed as though it was some kind of sacrament that would save her from the lesson he had promised her was coming.

And then as the cock continued to fuck her mouth and throat, she felt the eruption begin, and her mouth began to fill with the slimy, glue-like, foul tasting sperm, that she had always avoided. The Master said simply, “Swallow it. This is not the last time you will do so”. And she did. It seemed like he kept cumming and cumming. She struggled to keep up with it, and lost count of exactly how many times she actually swallowed. Finally, she finished it. He had her keep his cock in her mouth afterward and told her to keep sucking it and massaging it with her tongue as it relaxed. He made her suck those last few drops out of his cock as it shrank and went limp, which she also swallowed. And then it was over. He took her head up and off his cock, and the rest her world popped back into her reality.

She had done the thing that she had always refused to do- at least one of the things. There were still many more things waiting for her, and many more men. First, she thanked him, and told him how delicious it was.  Master David told her to get over his knees. He wanted to relax for a few minutes, but while he did, he wanted to consider her ass, and how best to administer her first lesson at Grove Academy. She got over his knees just like she had gotten over her husband’s knees, but she knew that the very best she was going to do was a spanking many degrees harder and more protracted than the spanking her husband had given to her, which at the time, she had considered to be far too vicious. While she considered this, the Master casually considered her ass, stroking it almost as a form of meditation. The paddle was still on the table, in every sense of the word.