Grove Academy a story of the New Republic

Chapter 2: The Birthday Girl

I stood on the front of the stage looking at the 20 new resident students, the Matrons, and of course- my fellow Masters.

“Welcome to Grove Academy. I am sure you all have many questions. I am pleased to be able to tell you that almost all of your questions will be answered tonight. I also fully realize that you are uncomfortable with your hands cuffed behind your backs, but for the time being, they will remain as they are. You may notice that each of you is standing in a sitting area with one other girl, and 2 Matrons from our school. In your sitting area, there is also a Master dressed as a waiter from tonight’s earlier party. I will ask you now to continue facing me, but please kneel in front of the Master sitting in your area. If any of you need assistance, the Matrons are happy to help you.”

The girls were all hesitant as they moved closer to their respective new Masters and awkwardly knelt in front him, with their backs to him. Any girl that was too slow at this, was yanked by 2 Matrons, and roughly placed down on her knees in front of her Master next to her new sister resident, also in the same position. Each girl was made a bit more uncomfortable by the Master petting their hair, shoulders, and backs from behind. The two girls, Meghan and Michelle, whom I had chosen were also placed on their knees to await my pleasure.

I continued. “For each of you, this will be a moment to remember. This is the first of thousands of times that you will be on your knees in front of your Master. There were many narcotics found at the party you were attending. You have all been tried and convicted in absentia for possession of narcotics. You have each been sentenced to death. Your families have all signed Documents of Renunciation, in which they have relinquished any claim or connection with you. For this, they are innocent of any guilt by association with you. You will never see them again.”

“The State, in wisdom and mercy has allowed you each to become a new person, who will be rehabilitated at this and other facilities. This is Grove Academy and you will be reformed into a new person here. You will never be a citizen again. You are the property of the State. The death sentence you are under is held in abeyance, but can be invoked at any time for any reason, by the Master who has custody of you. Never forget that. Over the next few months you will be trained intensively to become a productive member of our new society. You will be learning to submit in every possible way, to your Masters. You will be disciplined every day, and within a very short time you will undergo a very dramatic transformation.”

“I am the Head-Master here at Grove Academy, and I tell you to remember this. Your body and your soul no longer belong to you. You are our property. Your lips and mouth belong to us. We own your breasts, your belly, your loins, your ass, and thighs to do with whatever we will. We can beat you, whip you, brand you, and use you sexually in any way we choose. We can give you to other men to use, or groups of other men. We can allow them to ravish you to death, or beat you to death if we choose. We can have you surgically altered in any way we choose, and we will. Many of you are virgins. That condition will change in the next couple of days.”

“Some of you may not survive. The demands are extreme. Those of you that do survive will eventually be transferred to the custody of a wealthy man to become a part of his family. In addition to being a reform school, Grove Academy is also a very exclusive club for very wealthy men. Most of our members do not live here full time. Perhaps they are here for one or two visits each week. The Masters here that are dressed as waiters tonight, are all very wealthy men, that have chosen to become full time Masters and teachers here at Grove. You will address them as ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’. They all maintain full time apartments or houses here. Tonight they are going to help you begin your training. You are going to be given many opportunities to thank them.”

There was almost absolute silence on the part of the girls as I spoke. One or two whimpered at the beginning, but were snapped by a Matron into immediate silence. The Masters occasionally chuckled, usually after feeling a girl they were petting, stiffen.

I continued. “I think that it is appropriate tonight to begin with a very small and minor demonstration, in order to give you a sense of ……….discipline here at Grove. Where is Amanda, tonight’s Birthday Girl?” The Master sitting behind Amanda, stopped petting her for a moment, and raised his hand. She was a beautiful brunette- 5’3”- 105 lbs, perfect C-cup breasts. I asked the Matrons to help her stand and remove her hand cuffs, and they did. Her Master stood behind her, lightly touching her. She looked terrified.

I let the silence extend for perhaps 30 seconds and said, “Amanda, Happy Birthday. Because today is your 15th birthday, and because you had such a nice party, with so many beautiful friends, I have selected you to help us with this demonstration. You are in the custody of Master Tomas, who is a Master and a teacher here at the Academy. If you don’t mind Amanda, I would appreciate it very much, if you would please now quickly take all of your clothes off. Please don’t take too much of everybody’s time. If you’re not able to do it quickly, the Matrons will be happy to help you. Come, come, … all of your clothes off. Right now, please get fully nude right here in front of everybody.”

In terror, Amanda just stood there with her hands over her mouth, elbows in front her chest, shaking her head, trembling, and saying; “N… Noooo.. Please no.” She was wearing what almost looked like a very sexy, tight, knee length, low-cut Wedding dress. I nodded to the Matrons, who grabbed her by both arms, and in less than 30 seconds, ripped her dress off, pulled her shoes and panties off, and held her up by both arms, fully nude. Her trembling body was exquisite. I motioned them up to the stage, and the Matrons frog marched her up, followed by Master Tomas, who came and stood next to me. The Matrons held Amanda in front of us, and Tomas and I casually explored her body with our hands as I spoke to her for everybody to hear. I put my hand into the front of her crotch and began fingering her vagina, and was pleasantly surprised to feel a very tight hymen. She squirmed and squealed a little bit, as I felt the pressure of Tomas’ finger exploring her rectum simultaneously.

“Amanda, since it’s your birthday, there is a long tradition that goes along with it. You know what it is, the birthday spanking, right? Now today you’re 15 years old, so you automatically get 15 whacks, right? But also, I think you need another 5 to grow on. And then there is the problem of you not taking off your clothes on your own when I asked you to do so. Obedience is important here at Grove. I think that’s another 10 whacks, for a total of 30. Now I know you’re going to take them like a good girl, aren’t you?” Tears were already running down Amanda’s face as I spoke and fingered her. Through her vaginal wall I could feel two fingers from Tomas as he worked to slightly widen her rectum.

“With my finger here inside you Amanda, I can feel your hymen intact, and I know that you’ve been a good girl, and that you’re still a virgin.  Master Thomas is going to give you your whacks in front of everybody. In case you’re wondering, this time he’s not going to spank you over his knee, so you don’t have to worry about struggling. He’s going to paddle you, while you’re bent over this bench. The straps will go over the backs of your knees and the small of your back in order to hold you in place. Now this is important Amanda, so please listen closely. While Master Tomas is paddling you, I want you to beg him to fuck you and take your virginity. If you don’t beg him loudly, I’m going to ask him to give you another 50 whacks with the paddle instead. You don’t want that. After your first whack that will be very clear. Keep asking him to fuck you on the stage. I want everyone to be able to hear it.”

I took my fingers out of her, and Tomas did the same. I faced the sitting areas and spoke to the other girls. “You’re about to see what a paddling looks and sounds like. You will soon enough be able to feel one. You want to remember that there will always be some type of discipline you receive, not just at the Academy, but for the rest of your lives. Almost all of our Masters have similar tastes, which attracted us to Grove Academy in the first place. If you can help it, you will always want your Master to spank you. It’s much, much easier to get spanked, even if it’s 500 whacks that leave you black and blue and sobbing, than it is to get paddled, or whipped, or caned. A paddling of 15 whacks is very hard to take, if it’s properly administered. You will see how Amanda does with 30 and how eager it makes her to have Master Tomas tear through her hymen in front of everyone for her birthday”.

While I spoke, the Matrons were bending Amanda over the judicial bench, and attaching the straps to her arms, legs, and back. “Some of you won’t be seeing it all, because you may be occupied with something you are doing while it is happening. But you will all be able to hear it. I suggest you pay close attention. Now girls, I would like to ask you all, please stand up. Please let the Matrons know if you need any help.”

Nobody needed help this time. I nodded to Tomas, and asked the Matrons to un-cuff the other 19 girls. They did, and I said, “Now that your hands are free, I want all 19 of you to undress. You each have 30 seconds to be fully nude.” No-one hesitated. Shoes came off. Dresses unzipped and came down. Bras came off and panties came down. Within 25 seconds a very neat pile of clothes was in front of each fully nude girl. These were done at the instruction of, and immediately picked up by a Matron. They would not be needed again by the girls this week.  A few of the girls tried to cover their nudity with their arms, but were discouraged from doing this by their Masters, who were conducting a more thorough inspection of their properties. I walked down from the stage to do precisely the same thing with Meghan and Michelle.

Amanda was now securely fitted to the judicial bench. Her feet were still on the floor, and her knees were strapped 2 feet apart to the sides of the front of the bench. This automatically spread her legs nicely. The top of the bench was a couple of inches below her waist, and was approximately one foot deep. As she bent over it, a heavy strap went across the small of her back cinching her down. This had the effect of raising her bottom, and accentuating her ass. Anyone standing behind her had a perfect view of her shaved pussy lips and rectum. Both were completely accessible. Finally her arms were secured to the sides of the back of the bench (or the front- depending on your frame of reference) with straps just above the elbow. The straps were attached fairly high on the bench, which caused her to have to arch her back. Her breasts were visible and accessible to be fondled as desired. This position also left her face and mouth available for viewing and use. For obvious reasons, this position was very popular with the Masters.

Tomas had picked up a 24” long paddle that was 3” wide. It was perforated, which allowed it to leave marks in a pattern more readily. He laid a hand on Amanda’s back, and stroked her ass gently, opening it in order to look into her anus. Moving around her he weighed her breast in his hand, and subsequently had her open her mouth and suck clean the fingers he had been using in her rectum. You could not witness this and not be struck by Amanda’s dramatic reversal of fortune. Two hours earlier, she had been the guest of honor at her own party, dressed as a princess, and feted by her friends and family. Now she was on stage, bound, fully nude and exposed on a punishment bench. In front of many of the people that had just been honoring her, she was now sucking the fingers that had just been up her ass, publicly getting her first taste of her own feces. The man who had been her waiter, and was now her owner picked up the paddle and measured it against her ass, brought it back as far as possible and delivered the very first, very hard whack.

Amanda’s shriek rang out in the ballroom. It was pitiful, filled with terror because it hurt so much, and it was only the first. “NOOOOO, PLEASE DON’T HIT ME AGAIN..OH,..IT HURTS!!!!!” There was no other sound. Most of the other girls were kneeling, fully nude in front of their Masters, who wanted them to at least watch the beginning of Amanda’s birthday paddling. A couple of girls were sitting on their Master’s laps, being fingered in their pussies or asses, or otherwise being played with. All were watching the Birthday Girl, who now begged Tomas to stop beating her. Tomas reminded her after 3 whacks that she was supposed to beg for something in particular, and because she hadn’t, the first 3 whacks were not going to count. For a moment, I wasn’t sure she was going to make it, and was going to scream herself into a catatonic state, which I would have allowed to happen. Instead the breaking began, and she began to shout, “OWWWW, OWWWWW, PLEASE SIR, and PLEASE FUCK ME. PLEASE TAKE MY VIRGINITY. PLEASE FUCK ME!”

On it went. Tomas often hesitated for as much as half of a minute between whacks, as he fondled her ass and watched the bruises develop. All the while she begged him to fuck her, loudly so that everyone in the ballroom could hear her. For the first five minutes, everyone watched, and then the other Master’s grew impatient. They had all seen some iteration of this scene countless times, and they began to play with their respective girls. Three girls were again hand cuffed, this time with their hands in front of them. They went over their Master’s knees to be soundly spanked by hand. This added other sounds to Amanda’s whacks and screams. The sounds were in somewhat in harmony with Amanda, because they were also screams and whacks. The whacks were not as loud, and the screams usually included “Thank you, Sir!” somewhere. The thing everyone heard again and again, was Amanda begging Master Tomas to fuck her.

Finally, after more than 10 minutes, Tomas reached the magic number of 30, and nodded to me. I had Meghan sitting nude on my knee as I sat in a club chair. She had her legs apart allowing my thumb all the way into her vagina, with my middle finger up her ass. I held her like a bowling ball. I was rubbing my two fingers together inside of her, and she had a few tears running down from her eyes. There was no trace of the snotty and entitled girl of a few hours before. She was too busy moaning, while she watched the Birthday Girl receive her first lesson.

I nodded back to Tomas, who put the paddle down on the table next to the bench. He inspected Amanda’s ass for a moment. It was completely bruised, as were the backs of her thighs. She continued to sob and beg him loudly to fuck her. He walked around the bench until he was standing in front of her head, and opened his pants exposing his throbbing 10” long cock. Her took her by the hair and lifted her head, in order to give her a clear view of her Master 6 inches from her face. Her eyes widened, I believe at the size of it. He told her to lick her lips, which she did, and then he told her to open her mouth.

Slowly, he gave her the beginning of her first cock-sucking lesson. He told her to take it in slowly, and to use her tongue around it, massaging it inside of her mouth. As her mouth filled with it, he was not quite halfway in, and he told her to take a deep breath. He took a firmer grip on her head, and he told her to swallow it in as he pushed. She had little or no choice, especially with her ass already reminding her of what another 50 whacks from the paddle would feel like. Very quickly, like a sword swallower, the rest of his cock disappeared into her mouth. He held it there for a few seconds, and withdrew most of it. Amanda desperately took a breath.

He continued with this part of her lesson for perhaps 5 minutes. He started a rhythm of in and out of her mouth and throat, accompanied by gagging sounds from her throat. Half of the other girls did not get the benefit of seeing this lesson, because like Meghan- who was by then already crying, over my knees having her ass beaten by my hand- they were busy doing something else. The other half -were more like Michelle- who was nude and kneeling at my feet. These girls watched both the actions of their Masters and the performance of Amanda who was now being thoroughly fucked in her throat. It was a fairly safe assumption that these girls were all terrified with the knowledge that they would soon be doing what Amanda was doing. They were or course, quite correct in this.

Abruptly, Master Tomas pulled his massive cock out of Amanda’s open breathless mouth, and walked around her until he was standing behind her. His massive cock stood huge and erect, inches from the open lips of Amanda’s exposed pussy. He slapped her very hard on the ass, and told her to keep begging him to fuck her the whole time. He slapped her a second time on the ass and asked her if she heard him, and she squealed “Yes Sir! Please fuck me Sir! Please fuck me now!”

For people like Tomas and me, there are times when we feel truly alive. There are times when we feel our connection with the Universe, and with women. These times make the rest of day to day life seem hum-drum, like a slow motion, silent movie, in which we are just going through the motions. This is not really such a good thing. However, this was one of those times in which we were both feeling in contact with the energy of the Universe.

There are positions for girls that are conducive to having intercourse for the first time in your life. The traditional Missionary position is one of these. It puts the girl’s vagina at an angle that makes it easier for it to receive the man’s penis while he enters her. This position allows the hymen to be slightly penetrated and stretched before it is ultimately torn away. This again makes the initial penetration easier, and far less painful that it otherwise would be for the girl being “De-flowered”. Doctors often recommend this position to young girls contemplating first time sex.

No Doctors recommend that the girl be standing and bent over a punishment bench, in order to receive the invading penis from behind, secured by straps into that position, and therefore unable to move. The angle of entry means that the hymen will be completely torn before it is able to stretch and somewhat accommodate the invading penis. It is significantly more difficult and painful when the penis involved is 10” long and 2”thick. But this was the position Amanda was in as she begged Tomas to deflower her. Her only advantage was the lubrication on Tomas’ penis that she had provided thoughtfully and fully with her throat.

Tomas took her hips in his hands as he positioned his cock into the lips of her pussy. He had a beautiful view of her rectum and badly bruised ass cheeks, as he slowly and forcefully began to slide it into Amanda. Amanda moaned and whimpered as it pushed its way 3 inches in. Tomas gave her a nasty slap on the ass to remind her to repeat her invitation. “Please fuck me Sir!  Ohhh, it hurts! Thank you Sir” The initial invasion time was actually fairly short in duration, perhaps three minutes. She moaned and screamed, and repeated her thanks and invitation a number of times. He pushed, and moaned occasionally, and slapped her hard on the ass every 30 seconds or so. And then the repetitive fucking commenced, with his huge cock covered in a red film. Drops of blood periodically hit the floor at their feet. The whole time, Amanda moaned and thanked him.

Michelle was spellbound, watching the erotic and sadistic scene in its entirety, as she knelt, nude, slightly to one side, in front of me. She knew her time was going to be coming soon, and I suspect that she hoped that she would not be standing and bending over a bench in front of so many people when it happened in the next few hours or days. She hoped the cock that impaled her for the first time would not be quite so huge. It would not be. My cock was only 9” long, but it was just as thick. She would have to deal with it.

Meghan was not able to watch the Birthday Girl lose her cherry. She was busy kneeling between my legs. She was receiving her first lesson in Deep Throat 101.

She was missing Master Tomas driving his cock into Amanda like a pile driver, forcefully driving each stroke home. She missed Amanda squealing in pain, with just the slightest hint of pleasure that came out of her on every stroke. Tomas again slapped her on the ass hard, and told her to thank him, and further ordered her to tell him that she loved him. She obeyed, and he slapped her ass 5 more times, very hard, and told her to do it louder and mean it. As he reamed her with that pile driver over a period of about 10 more minutes, we all watched the Birthday Girl fall in love.

At first she just yelled that she loved him, and that it hurt but she wanted him to keep fucking her. He would again hit her and tell her to mean it. Then she began to sound like maybe she meant it, but realized she might still sound insincere. She didn’t want to be hurt any more, and realized that she had to mean it, for it to sound right. As he reamed her without mercy, she convinced herself that she really did love him, and she sobbed- crying and breaking inside as she told him so. She kept repeating that she really meant it… and she did. That was the whole point.

But Meghan didn’t really see too much of that. I had given her 100 whacks over my knees with my hand. I had given her hard whacks, and not spaced them apart very far. The whole thing had taken perhaps 3 minutes. Her ass was very red, and she was sobbing profusely, and promising me that she would be a good girl, and would always do anything I wanted. I immediately put her onto her knees between my legs. I told her to open my pants, and her eyes also opened wide when she did. I told her to take my balls in her hands, cupping them, and as she did, I said, “You know what to do”.

It was essentially the same lesson that Tomas had first given Amanda. First, how to use her tongue to massage the cock that was halfway buried in her mouth- encircling it repeatedly. Then, how to hold her breath and swallow the cock down her throat as it was pushed into her without mercy. Then continue to keep her gagging throat open and her tongue moving, and her mouth slurping as she had her throat thoroughly fucked for the first, but not the last time. She was very obedient and attentive. As Tomas screamed with pleasure at his orgasm and the sexual collision he was having with Amanda, I felt the cum beginning to gather in my balls. I motioned Michelle to come closer and to open her mouth for a kiss from Meghan. I told Meghan that I was about to cum in her mouth. I told her to keep sucking it the whole time, and that I wanted her to take every drop, but not to swallow any of it until I told her to. I told her to keep every drop in her mouth.

I could no longer hold it, and almost lost consciousness as I exploded into her mouth. Meghan did exactly as she had been told, and continued to suck every drop out me, while her tongue continued massaging my cock. But she held her breath, and swallowed nothing, obediently keeping my sperm in her mouth. I withdrew my cock from her mouth, and made her show me her mouthful of cum. I said, “Now I want the two of you to kiss each other long and deep. Deep French kissing, completely sharing and mixing the cum in your mouths. Don’t either of you lose a drop. I want you to keep doing it until you think you each have equal amounts.”

They were 2 naked girls, both 15 and beautiful, both on their knees together.  One had a very red ass, and was very afraid. The other was unmarked and was also very afraid. They had known each other for years, but never like this. They took each other in their arms, and as they did so they rubbed their naked breasts into each other. Both had their mouths open as they locked their mouths together, forming a seal as they hugged and rubbed and kissed. They had both French kissed with numerous boys, but never another girl, although they knew it was the same action. And that’s what they did as their tongues intertwined with each other. They shared their first taste of a man’s seed with each other, and at my instruction, neither swallowed. They rubbed against each other, showing the affection I demanded, moving my semen back and forth between them. After 2 minutes, I told them to show me the sperm in their mouths, and they did. On their knees- side by side, they closed their mouths when I told them to.

I stroked both of their faces with my hands as I told them to swallow it, which they of course did. It was a first time for both of them. I had them open their mouths again, to show me that they had obeyed, and then I told them to kiss again, deeply. They did, with enormous affection. They did not understand very much, but they knew that at least for now, they were going to have an intimate relationship of some kind.

By that time, Amanda had been released from the bench. Her ass and thigh backs were black and blue. She was crying and pressing herself against Tomas, telling him that she really meant it, and she really loved him. He kissed her and told her that he understood that, and that she would get many more opportunities to show him that. He walked her off the stage, and picked up his other charge, a girl who was also quite pretty, and quite naked. He walked them, both girls fully naked, one of them bruised and a little bloody, out of the Ballroom, and up to a suite in the hotel, which was also a Grove annex. They would be spending a couple of days at the annex in his suite. I would also be spending a couple of days at the annex, in my suite with Meghan and Michelle. The other Masters would be doing the same thing.

I was very much looking forward to deflowering Meghan and Michelle, as well as invading Michelle’s throat for the first time. I was looking forward to sodomizing each of them, and teaching them to kiss my arms in front of them, and having them to tell me how much it hurt, while they kissed my arms while I rode them from behind. I was looking forward to marking both of their asses with a paddle or a cane until they sobbed and begged for painful sex in which they could verbally express their love for me. They both had a fairly good idea of what was coming as I held hands with both of them, and we walked from the ballroom to our suite.

This was just the beginning. They both were fully nude, vulnerable and available. They knew it, and they held my hands with affection. They would soon break, and out of the broken shells of their egos, their love would flow.