Lyceum Alpinum [MC, cg, l]

[collared_kitten75]

'Oh my god,' I think, 'this sicko bitch wants me to eat her out.' I frown, close my eyes tightly, and look away for a few seconds before I finally slump, defeated, but still held upright by my chains.

"Please Ma'am, would you release my chains, so I can get on my knees, kiss your feet, and," I almost choke as I say it, "eat your pussy." During my freshman year, I had a brief lesbian romance, no, not even that, an encounter. It was fun no doubt, but all I did was kiss the girl, a slim Japanese-American, and well, I made her eat me out, but I would never do it for her. Now, here I am, about to be forced into it.

Ma'am chuckles softly, and the shackles go slack, slowly lowering me to my knees. I crawl over toward Ma'am, still on my knees, and lower my head toward the ground, until my lips touch her high-heeled sandals. I kiss the strap of the sandals first, then tentatively, I kiss her big toe, awaiting some sort of sign of approval before I go on.

[lucy]

"Yes, that's ok for a start. But I want to see some more dedication and enthusiasm." I tell her to stop and walk over to a chair. Seated, with my pussy at the edge of the seat, I cross my legs and held out one of the heels to her. "Crawl over here and suck the heel like it's a dick. I take it you know how to suck dick? Thought so. Good girl."

[MissConfused]

“God my mouth is bleeding and sore! She shoved a brush into my mouth!”
Then I’m left hanging there like a piece of meat. I am freezing. My body and hair are wet
and I am just hanging here to dry.

What is she doing to that other woman? She’s crawling over to Ma’am and sucking her shoes! Is that what’s waiting for me I wonder.

“No” I am not that lucky. After Ma’am finishes with the other woman she walks back to me. “So you like to wet yourself? We can’t have that.” The giant hands her a cellophane packet and then spreads my legs.
“NO!” I recognize it once away. It is a catheter. The hospital put one in me the last time I partied too hard and ended up in the emergency room.
But they gave me a morphine injection first and I was laying on my back. How much is this going to hurt and how will she do it while I am hanging here?

I soon have the answer. The giant is holding my ankles far apart while Ma’am starts to shove the tube into me. It’s hard to describe the pain. It sears from the friction of the tube and it also has the large pushing feeling as if she were shoving her first into me.
No matter how you describe the pain, IT HURTS LIKE HELL!

Finally the tube is in place and the giant releases my ankles. I am lowered from the chains and Ma’am hands me the catheter bag. “Hold onto this, if you spill one more drop of pee you will be beaten until you can no longer pee! I will not have a dirty slut at my school!”

I grab the bag and lower my head. I pray she won’t hurt me anymore. The giant leads me back to my room where he locks one of my ankles to the bed. I forget about the embarrassment I have just been through and pray someone will bring me some food soon.
I am so hungry I will lick the scraps off the floor if necessary…

[lucy]

That Michelle is really getting on my nerves with her peeing everywhere. The catheter is just the right thing for her. But I think she needs something to eat and drink so I send one of the girls with bread and water. That should be good enough, I don't want to spoil the bitch.
"Ma'am, I'll be outside, cutting the hedges if you need me."
"Thanks, Peter. I don't think so. I should be fine for the moment. But I have a hunch that Michelle could do with some entertainment, and if I'm not mistaken she's exactly your type of girl. But no hurry, she shall eat and drink and rest a little."
He grins at me "yes Ma'am. Much more fun if they're rested and up for some fun."
Peter's definitely not one of the brightest, but loyal, hardworking and very intimidating with his 6 foot 4 and 220 pounds. And a cock which fits his body size. Yes, Michelle is definitely in for some big fun.

I go get Cantrelle. She did a rather good job on my pussy, but she has a lot to learn yet. She follows me obediently while I lead her to a cell.
"You'll be staying here until I'm sure you're not trying anything funny. But you'll get decent food and clothes. And if you behave, you wont be hurt too much anymore." I fetch a skirt, one of the transparent blouses and high heels.
"Put this on, that's the clothes you will wear as long as you're here." Hmmm, she looks gorgeous in the super short skirt which barely covers her buttocks, her dark nipples pressing against the thin fabric of the blouse, her face still blushed with embarassment. I grab her hair, pull her close and kiss her passionately. She tastes nice, I will kiss her many more times in the coming months until she's ready to be sold.
"See you later, sweetheart."

Ooops, I almost forgot we have a third newby. I check on her and for once I am not screamed at and she doesn't try something funny. She's lying on the cot when I enter the cell, apparently sleeping. But she awakes as soon as I sit beside her. With puffy eyes and tousled hair she asks what will happen to her, why she's kept here and when she will be released.
"You'll learn to be a good girl, you're here because you messed with the wrong people and you will be here as long as it takes to make sure that you know how to behave." Looking down at her I tenderly caress her hair. She's a beauty too and the desperate look on her face make her features so much more appealing. I kiss her neck, cupping her breast and gently squeezing it. She jerks back first, trying to get away from under me, but soon enough starts to relax. I push her on her back, spreading her legs with my knees and slowly kiss her further and further down her body until my lips reach her pussy. By then she's moaning and holding my head, whispering 'yes, oohh yes'. Fucking her with two fingers and sucking her clit it doesn't take me too long to bring her to orgasm.
"You're doing great, honey. Just relax, settle in and you will have an easy time here. You'll be out of that cell and with the other girls in no time if you behave." I get up and bring her the same clothing as Cantrelle got. She too looks gorgeous. But then again, beautiful girls in skimpy skirts always look gorgeous.

[calasiangirl]

I am taken and locked in a cell. I am some sort of prisoner, but what country locks someone up without a trial? A girl comes and talks to me about being a good girl and doing as I am told. I tell her "screw that I just want out of here. I want to speak to the American Ambassador." She simply ignores me and leaves. I get food and water later. Guess I am not going anywhere soon.