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Chapter Thirteen -- Toyz


"The toys are here," Toni, one of the seniors, told Wendy as
she was eating breakfast.  "Come on out and get yours."

Feeling a strange mixture of excitement and fear, Wendy jumped
up to join the other women headed for the driveway.  Some of
them had played with boy toys every weekend for nearly a dozen
weeks and knew what to expect.  Wendy had only heard some
stories.

At the blue van, they found eight young men wearing hoods
that covered their eyes, bicycle shorts, and web belts to which
their wrist cuffs were secured.  "Subs move right," Lucy told
them.  Five of the men sidestepped to the right to be claimed by
juniors and seniors armed with straps, switches, and riding
crops.

One of the remaining guys was gorgeous, a body builder.  He
was quickly claimed by the sophomore Cindi.  The hairy gorilla
was chosen by another sophomore.  That left the little skinny
guy.

"I guess you're mine," Wendy said, smiling.  She actually
felt lucky.  Even though she knew he had to be at least 18, the
man looked sixteen.  He had a light complexion and very little
body hair, most of it light blond.  He was about as unthreatening
as could be imagined.  "I'm Gwendolyn but I hate that name so
call me Wendy and yes, that's my real name."

"I'm Michael," he answered, adding, "And that is my real
name, too."

"Well, Michael, you belong to me for the weekend."

"You sound gorgeous," he grinned.

"I am," she laughed.  "And I'm a virgin and I'm scared shitless."

"Me, too."

"So how'd you end up as a boy toy?" Wendy asked nervously, just
to make conversation.

"I just let it be known that I was available and showed up
early this morning."

"Have you ever done this before?"

"No," he answered truthfully.  "But I wanted to.  I wasn't
old enough.  I just turned eighteen on Tuesday."

"You're cute," Wendy giggled, still standing in the driveway
even after everyone else was gone.

"Thanks, I guess," he smiled.  "Cute's better than ugly. 
Nobody's ever called me handsome or a hunk.  I guess I'm the
class nerd," he sighed then.  "I don't date much.  That's a lie.
I don't date.  I haven't had a date ever.  And, well, I don't
know how to talk to girls."

"You're doing fine with me.  Want me to take off your blindfold?"

"I won't be able to see anyway," he told Wendy.  "I'm totally
blind without my glasses.  I can't even make out the big E on the
eye charts.  But it'll probably make it easier to keep my
balance.  It's really weird being blind like this."

"And bound."

"That's not too bad."

"Gawd, I'm nervous."

"You already said that," he chuckled.  "Ah, I hate to, well..
I have to pee."

"OK," Wendy laughed, relieved to have some excuse to do
something.  She unbuckled the blindfold from his eyes and
he blinked, trying to get used to the hazy light.  "I'm
pretty blind, too.  I wonder if my glasses would help you."

"Who knows?" he shrugged, pulling up on the cuffs.  She
unfastened the snap links that secured his wrists to his belt.
"Thanks," he told her.

"Are you into submission?"

"I have no idea," he laughed.  "Like I said, I have no
experience with women."

"Why?  You're cute."

"Yeah.  They tried to say I needed to stay back in school
for proper social development but I preferred to move on.  I.. 
Did you know we're not supposed to talk about our personal
lives?"

"Yeah, but, well, you know," Wendy stuttered.  "I don't want
to, you know, get physical, sexual, you know, with, well, you
know, somebody I don't know at all."

"I thought that's what this was all about, just physical,
nothing else," Michael said.  "But I know what you mean."  After
an uncomfortable silence, he said, "And I really have to pee
bad."

"I'm sorry.  Come on."  She led him into the building to
the bathroom and stood back, looking away as he pulled down
his shorts and released a stream of urine into the toilet.

"So, now what?" he asked.

"Well, I have a whole sheet of assignments," she told
him nervously.  "And, well, you know, I guess we ought to
get started."  She led him to her room and her bed.  "I take
it you've never been naked with a woman."

"No," he grinned.  "I'm kinda looking forward to it."

"You don't mind having the blindfold off?  Some guys want
to remain anonymous."

"I don't mind.  At least not now.  But I get terrible
headaches without my glasses."

"Here.  Try mine."  She slid them out of the case and handed
them to him.  The frames fit pretty well, but the feminine design
made him look even younger and more vulnerable.

"Not bad," he said, looking around.  "I have some double
vision because of my astigmatism.  But don't you need them?"

"Contacts," she smiled, pointing to her eyes.

"Oh.  OK."  He nervously tried looking around again, unsettled
by the bare breasts in front of him and his growing erection.

"Do you like how I look?" she asked, noticing that he
wasn't looking at her.

"You're beautiful."

"And you're bashful," she laughed.  "Even more than me and
that's saying a lot.  You know we have to do a lot of stuff,
touching and kissing and, well, you know."

"I know," he blushed.  "I just hope I do all right."

"We were warned that once in a while a guy can't get it up
because he's so embarrassed," Wendy told him.  "I'm glad to
see you're not having that problem."  She laughed again.  "And
you are _SO_ cute when you blush.  OK, now, well.  Geez,
I'm blushing, too.  Well, we need to get you naked and I'm
supposed to strip you, so."  Before she lost her nerve, she
grabbed his shorts and peeled them down with Michael rolling back
onto her bed to help her.  "And now we have to kiss.  Tongue
kiss."

Lots of laughing and licking and wiping later, they were
finally getting it right.  Not too wet, not to dry, no
slobbering.  He admitted to her that she was the first girl he
had ever Frenched.  That pleased her, being much more
experienced.  Kissing was the one somewhat sexual activity that
her strict upbringing had allowed for a teenager or unmarried
woman.  They were sharing spit again when Jennifer and Debbie
walked in, calling, "Hi, Wendy.  Hi, boy toy."

They jumped apart, embarrassed, and then Wendy burst out
laughing.  "Hi, guys.  I'd like to introduce Michael, my boy toy.
This is Jennifer and that's Debbie."

"Hi," he smiled nervously, feeling a strange tingle all over
his body that concentrated in his groin, somehow pumping even
more blood into his rigid erection.

Jennifer froze, feeling an aura, an electric charge in the
room that almost sizzled.  Whatever it was, it was unlike
anything she had ever experienced before.  It was strange. 
Erotic.  Her nipples hardened on their own but not from a chill. 
Her body felt hot even in the air-conditioned room.

"There are more beds to be made over here," Maria
snapped, swatting Tina's exposed and reddened buttocks with a
leather paddle to hurry her into the single women's dorm' room. 
Tina shuffled in, perched on the incredibly high heels, still in
full bondage.  "And when you're done, we're going to put your
tongue to work."

"I'm glad we have her for the weekend," Jennifer grinned.
"Otherwise we'd have to lick each other's pussy's for
our cunnilingus homework."

"But I've got my boy toy," Wendy giggled with glee.  "No queer
sex for me."

"But you have to use a plastic barrier," Debbie reminded her.

"I'll survive," she grinned.  "You knew you'd have to lick
me, right?"

"I can't wait," Michael grinned.

"Oh, wait!" Wendy suddenly yelled.  "He's a virgin.  Do you
want to stay that way?  I mean, well, you know."

"Not particularly," Michael shrugged.  "But I was told that
there would be no intercourse."

"Not with us.  With our girl toy slave.  Go get Jerry and ask
him if it's all right."  Maria ran out and was back less than
a minute later.

"Anything we want," Maria announced.  "Just make sure he's got
a rubber on."

"Well, Michael, this is your lucky day.  Come here, slave,"
Wendy yelled.  "Kneel before my toy.  You are the lowest scum on
the planet so I'm going to give you to my toy."

Giggling, Jennifer and Maria made a production out of removing
the plugs from Tina's pussy and butt hole, and the gag from
her mouth.  They released the chain that connected the shackles
to her wrists to get it out of the way.  Then they ordered her
onto the bed with her legs in the air and spread wide.

"Here," Wendy giggled, tearing open a Trojan and rolling it
onto Michael's cock, realizing suddenly that it was the first
time that she had actually touched him or any adult male's member
on her own.  But it just seemed natural, right, and exciting. 
"Fuck her."

"You're serious?"

"It's a long story," Jennifer said, still feeling a crackling
in the air.  "But yes, we're serious."

It took some more urging but Michael allowed Debbie to help
insert his cock into Tina's sopping love tunnel.  They
playfully slapped his bare butt to encourage him to slam into
Tina as hard as he could.  Before he popped, Maria demanded that
they stop so he could do Tina 'doggie style'.  Tina obediently
turned over to present her backside.

Jennifer stood behind him as he slammed against Tina's butt
cheeks with every thrust, still feeling weird.  As she
reached toward him, the feeling got stronger, and when her hands
finally reached around him, it was almost as if sparks flew
between her hands and his chest.  Even more intense was the
feeling of her nipples touching his back, sending signals to her
pussy.

Michael was trying to hold off, trying to make his first and
only fuck last, to make it as exciting and memorable as possible. 
He was doing well until he felt an energy field encompass his
body that forced blood to gush into his cock.  A second later,
hands touched his body and then a glorious feeling of being
enfolded in heaven and...

Boom!  A gusher exploded from his cock, filling the reservoir
in the tip of the condom buried deep inside Tina's sopping cunt. 
He kept slamming into her, wanting it to never end, the
heavenly feeling of...

But it wasn't the cunt.  It was the hands.  And boobs.  He knew
it was breasts pressed against his back even though he had
never before felt...  What?  He closed his eyes and sighed, the
feeling of long gentle fingers brushing over his small but
sensitive nipples sending electric jolts to his cock even as it
slid out of Tina's puss'.

"Wow!" he and Jennifer said together as he turned in her arms
to look up into her eyes.  She was gorgeous, he decided.  He's
cute, she noted again.  Energy poured back and fourth between
them.

"Can I... taste you?" Jennifer panted, realizing with a start
that she was out of breath.  Without waiting for an answer, she
slid the condom off his cock and dropped it on the floor.

"Hey, you have to use a rubber," Wendy told her.  "And he's
my toy," she added weakly, realizing that something out of
the ordinary was happening at the foot of the bed.  "He's a
virgin.  It's probably OK," she said softly as she watched
Jennifer pump his cock in and out of her mouth.  Jennifer's eyes
were open, looking up at Wendy's boy toy with lust and hunger.

Suddenly, Jennifer's expression changed.  She jumped up and
ran, calling, "I'm sorry" in her wake.

"Wow," the other women gasped.  

"Did you see?  Feel that?" Wendy asked.  

"Yeah, like they were a furnace or something," Maria whispered.  

"Incredible," Debbie added, still looking at the door
where Jennifer had gone.  

They all stood there for several minutes.  Then Wendy
noticed that Michael, too, was staring at the doorway, his cock
looking red and ready, throbbing and bouncing up and down.

"Fuck the bitch's ass," she told him.  "Tina's.  Fuck her butt.
Hard.  Make it hurt.  She likes to be hurt."  Lucy had
recommended that they use dildos to humiliate Tina but Michael
was convenient and they devilishly wanted to watch.

Seeming to still be in a trance, Michael let himself be
sheathed in a fresh condom and guided into Tina' rectum.  In a
minute, he was in a pounding cadence that had Tina gasping and
grunting.  Ten minutes later, he was still at it and Wendy
ordered him to stop and Debbie ordered Tina to clean his cock
with her tongue right after it popped from her asshole.

It was lunchtime so they went to eat.  Most of the other boy
toys were in bondage, being ordered around by their mistresses
for the weekend.  Two young men, wearing frilly aprons and high
heels along with cuffs, gags, and butt plugs, served the freshmen
women and their toys.  Debbie put Tina's plate on the floor and
made her eat 'like a bitch dog', as she put it.

Something happened that first Saturday morning that destroyed
all of the women's inhibitions.  After lunch, Wendy, Debbie,
and Maria lounged on the leather sofas and had Tina lick
their assholes while Michael feasted on their pussies.  They had
all decided that Michael was safe.  At least they prayed that he
was truthful when he said he was a virgin.

They gagged Tina again and sent her out for refreshments, and
made her change their sheets and make beds and lick pussy
juice off of the leather sofas and generally humiliated her as
much as possible, while treating Michael as a treasure, kissing
and cuddling and loving every minute of his attention.  And
he enjoyed their caresses, the hand jobs and blow jobs that ended
in his frustration as he was passed to the next woman before
he came.  Wendy finally stroked him off just before supper as all
of them watched the white cream spurt out of his pecker.

When suppertime came around, Tina was placed under a row of
tables pushed together.  She had to service everyone with
her mouth and beg for the scraps that were placed between
freshman labia, usually right on top of a clitoris.  The other
students and the staff marveled that the young women who, just
three days before, couldn't touch themselves were now so
uninhibited.  All except for Jennifer, who hadn't returned.

"I want my own toy next weekend," Maria told everyone as she
again experienced pussy licking from Michael.

"Too bad our girl toy has to leave," Debbie laughed as
Tina tongued her anal orifice.  "This feels good.  Now, bitch. 
Lick my clit."

"According to our schedule, we start anal eroticism classes
this coming week," Wendy noted, having removed her contacts
and reclaimed her glasses from Michael.  "I guess we're a
little ahead in class.  I wonder if this will get us promoted to
a more advanced class."

"Don't," Michael told them, coming up for air.  "It'll retard
your social development."

"Like you should know," Maria laughed, putting her hand behind
his head to pull him back into her crotch.  "Is his-ums
tongue getting tired?"

"A little," he said, dragging a moist lip between Debbie's labia.

"Then you may take a break and massage my pussy with your
hands," Maria told him, smiling as he reached for baby oil.  "But
start with these," she grinned, cupping her breasts.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Damn, you're wonderful," Maria sighed, melting back into
the cushions.  "I could get to like this."

"It's just homework," Wendy told them, looking very studious
with her glasses on and a pen stuck behind her ear as she studied
her homework handout.  "We've done everything on the list.  Now
we just have to write about it."

"I'd like this between my legs when I write," Debbie said,
tapping their weekend slave on the top of her head.  "It
might inspire me."

-=*=-

Debbie had become the leader of the room full of single women and
Wendy became the major dominatrix over Tina.  She called a halt
to the sex play and ordered everyone to the shower.  Still
strapped in the nylon belt that held rubber appliances in her
cunt and butt, Tina was forced to wash all of them and tongue
their private parts.

After their shower, Wendy went to bed with Michael.  Debbie
and Maria chained Tina to the foot of Maria's bed and enjoyed
a massage and more cunnilingus to help them sleep.

It was late when Jennifer crept back into the room.  Michael
felt her presence and rolled over, waking Wendy.  "Come on over
here, Jenn," Wendy called softly.

"I can't," Jennifer said in a choked voice.

"Yes, you can.  Michael wants you.  I can tell."

"That's the problem," Jennifer whispered.  "I want to fuck
him and have him fuck me and I can't because I promised myself
and my mother and God and even Clarice that I would be a virgin
when I got married and I can't control myself with..."

She was still talking nervously when Wendy got up and took
her hand to lead her to her bed and push her down, ordering
Michael to her pussy, to lick her to orgasm.  And again.  And
again, except that his tongue was no longer tired but inspired.

-=*=-

Wendy saw that the only way to separate Jennifer from her boy toy
was to plant herself between them.  That only blocked some of the
energy waves that so obviously passed between the pair, creating
a heat that everyone in the vicinity could feel.

When she awakened, Wendy was on her side sandwiched between
them with her breasts pressed into Michael's back and
Jennifer snuggled against her back.  "Wake up, you guys," Wendy
laughed, bouncing the bed under them.

Michael and Jennifer both seemed bashful and embarrassed as
they woke up so close to each other.  Wendy grabbed Michael
first, planting a kiss on his lips and then deepening it with her
tongue until he was panting and his cock was hard.  Then she
rolled over and repeated the process with Jennifer, not
embarrassed at all to be French kissing another woman.  "Now kiss
each other," Wendy insisted, standing up on the bed to walk to
the foot.

Jennifer lay paralyzed, but Michael smiled broadly and slid
over to the much taller woman.  He hovered over her for a long
time just looking into her eyes, then slowly lowered his face to
hers until their lips met.

At the first touch of their lips, they slammed into each other
as if they were drawn magnetically.  He frantically humped
against her belly as he drove his tongue into Jennifer's mouth to
explore and arouse.  "You two are really somethin'," Wendy
commented from the foot of the bed.  "Now get up and...  Oh,
well.  Eat each other again, just so long as I'm next."

Michael gleefully whirled around on the bed and planted his
mouth on Jennifer's pussy, pressing his hard cock against her
chest between her small breasts.  He enthusiastically attacked
her slit with his lips and tongue, making her instantly start
bucking her pelvis against his face.

"Come over here and watch this," Wendy called to the three
women in the next bed who were now stirring.  Maria and Debbie
drug Tina over by Wendy to watch.

"On your knees, bitch," Debbie snapped, forcing Tina down
and pulling the woman's face into her crotch.  "I gotta pee
something fierce." 

It was Lucy who told them about that ultimate humiliation of
Tina who both loathed and craved the idea of being used as a
toilet by freshmen.  Debbie found it hard to release her pee but
figured she had all morning.  When she was finally able to relax
her sphincter enough, Tina swallowed every drop except for a
couple that bubbled out through her nose.

"I bet Maria needs to piss, too," Debbie told Tina who
dutifully walked on her knees over to open her mouth against
Maria's crotch.  Maria barely managed to wait until Tina was in
place before releasing the contents of her bladder into the
slave's mouth, remembering to do it in short squirts.  Tina
didn't need to be ordered to Debbie's crotch, crawling over on
her own.  Her own bladder was about to burst but she couldn't pee
until the big dildo that filled her pussy was removed.  It was so
big that it pressed her urethra closed.

Debbie unlocked the crotch belt and allowed Tina to crawl
across the hall with orders to replace the rubber devices and
lock the crotch belt tightly before returning.  When she got
back, Michael was still going after Jennifer, who complained, "I
can't come.  I've got to pee too bad."

"Tina will take care of that," Debbie told her.  "Move over for
a second, Michael.  Hey, do you have to pee, too?"

"Yes, ma'am," he answered.

"Ladies first, Tina," Debbie ordered.  Tina swallowed two
more full bladders and then reported to Debbie for more forced
pussy licking duty as they watched the couple on the bed bring
each other to violent orgasms.

They were all surprised to be ordered to a nondenominational
church service right after breakfast to hear a sermon based
on Paul's epistles accompanied by modern inspirational music.  To
a person, they were impressed.

They got to play for a few more hours before they had to
kiss Michael good by, buckling the blindfold back over his eyes
as he climbed into the van for the trip back to the campus.  Then
it was Tina's turn.

"I hope it wasn't too much," they told Tina as Debbie removed
the crotch strap and let the big dildo slide out of the poor
woman's pussy.

"It was great," Tina smiled, grunting as she tried to expel
the butt plug, finally needing to pull it out after contorting
her body into a fetal position to reach it.  "Now I just need
for Jerry to whip me and fuck me to oblivion."

"I might be able to handle that," he said, appearing at the
door with a cat-o-nine-tails.

"Oh, gawd, I love you," she cried, bending to expose her
bottom rather than hugging her husband.  He swung the cat hard,
making her shriek for a second before she regained control just
before the next blow fell.  "Harder!" she demanded as the other
women watched, wincing every time the leather thongs met Tina's
butt cheeks.

While Tina was still begging for more, Jerry snatched her up
and literally threw her onto Debbie's bed.  She rolled to her
back and spread her legs just in time for Jerry to slam his cock
intoh er sopping hole, sliding all the way to the hilt instantly.

Debbie motioned to the others and they all walked out together.