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Good Wife University (GWU)
bi bobbi jo greene-wood

    Chapter Ten - A Girl Toy, a Boy Toy, and a Three Day Pass

On Friday of the first week of course work, Clarice started the
day by explaining the weekend's activities. Darlene would get to
visit her family from Saturday afteroon through Sunday afternoon.
Kim, Laura, and Kaitlyn would be allowed overnight visits from
their husbands. Dan was gone all summer for Air Force Reserve
training exercises so Debbie was still stuck with the single
women.

"We sometimes get young men to volunteer to be, well,
experimental subjects. I'm afraid our students have dubbed them
'boy toys.' There's nothing quite like experience with the real
thing but we have to be extremely careful about diseases and
such. These young men are supposed to be sexual virgins but you
know how men lie," Clarice told them. "But it'll give you a
chance to try the real thing."

"Just remember safe sex and your morals," Clarice reminded them.
"Maria and Wendy, you're both virgins and I, for one, still like
the idea of walking down the aisle a virgin. I know it's old
fashioned but I think the world was a better place back then. But
you can experience oral sex and lots of touching and kissing and
such without sacraficing your virginity. So, would any of you
like for me to try to get some young men?"

"I would," Wendy chimed in. Jennifer, Debbie, and Maria
declined.

"So how did your homework go?" Clarice asked as she began the
day's lessons.

"It was fun once I got into it," Maria laughed.

"Yeah, she's into kinky sex is what she's into," Jennifer kidded.
"Tickling turns her on."

"And that vibrator, the round one that plugs in the wall."

"I'm glad you had fun. Anybody still afraid of becoming
lesbian?"

"I am," Kaitlyn chuckled. "Unless Ben's learned a lot."

"Later on we'll talk about teaching men to please you even if you
decide you are a lesbian. Lesbians can be excellent wives and,
for centuries, they were. It was..."

...a long discussion of the days before gay liberation when both
male and female homosexuals remained 'in the closet', trying to
fit into homophobic, religious society. At the end of the
discussion, everyone agreed that neither the old way nor the
current state of affairs was ideal.

The physical workouts were tough on Friday since they'd have the
weekend off with no forced exercise. They also spent extra time
working on PC muscle development in preparation for the weekend.
It was too early for any noticable improvement. The exercises
just exhausted their muscles.

As dinner time approached, husbands and boy friends arrived to
pick up the seniors and a few privileged juniors who had earned a
weekend pass. But lots more was happening. The sophomore class
worked on preparations for a 'prom' for the juniors and seniors
the following weekend while the freshmen got extra cleaning
chores.

-*-

"Want to escape early?" Tina asked Darlene in a whisper.

"What do you mean?"

"Guess what the penalty is for running off early? I've seen how
much you miss your kids and husband. If you take off tonight,
you'll get some extra time with them."

"And earn punishment for the rest of my time here."

"Being shackled in high heels might be worth it. My husband's
coming up here for a mini-vacation so I won't need my car. If
you took it after lights out, you could be home by midnight."

"You're suggesting that I bug out?"

"But you've got to be back by midnight on Sunday or the car will
turn into a pumpkin and you'll lose your glass slipper. Think
about it. My keys are hanging on hook two in the office. It's
the little red Festiva."

"I couldn't," Darlene gasped out.

"OK," Tina shrugged.

-*-

Wendy, Maria, Kaitlyn, Jennifer, and Debbie were surprised to be
called back to their rooms at supper time. They were even more
surprised to find a man there with Clarice, Lucy, and Chris.

"Ladies," Clarice began when they were seated, "This is Jerome,
Jerry for short, Tina's husband. He has a proposition for you."

"And I don't know where to start," he sighed, wearing a worried
smile. "Couldn't you guys put on something?"

"Freshmen stay nude for their first week," Clarice told him
matter of factly.

"I know, but it's distracting. Very."

"Thanks," Jennifer giggled, pleased by the compliment.

"You're definitely welcome," he acknowledged, trying not to stare
at all the naked flesh. The girls, especially Jennifer and
Wendy, enjoyed embarrassing him since it seemed to lessen their
own embarrasssment. "Anyway, well. I don't know any other way to
say this than to just come out and say it so, well, ah, Tina and
I are kind of kinky."

"I'll say," Maria snapped out. "She's sadistic, dominant, you
name it."

"Yes, usually. How do I put this? She gets turned on dominating
women... and men, for that matter. It gets her turned on up to a
certain point where she levels off. But she can't really get off
being dominant. When she comes home, she's my sex slave. She
likes it like that. She's more submissive than you'd believe.
Actually, she's masochistic and likes for me to spank her and
even whip her. She usually wants me to whip her more than I'm
willing to but that's part of our whole scene because I call the
shots."

"So, anyway, here's the deal. She's had this fantasy of being a
slave to you guys, to women who are younger and weaker than she
is. We've talked about it. You know, some fantasies are better
left just fantasies but some you'd like to act out. Well, I
think that this one's one she'd like to act out especially since
she won't be here for a few weeks while she does her Army
reserve duty so, well, would you, you know, dominate her?"

"Why not some of the seniors? Some of them are still younger
than Tina and they've already been through their BDSM classes."

"No, her fantasy's freshmen. Being their slave. By the time
they've been here a month, Tina's, you know, chummy with them.
You wouldn't believe the amount of pain she can take and then beg
for more when she's in the mood and, well, geez. There's more to
this. She doesn't want to be able to cum or pee or do anything
without, well. Geez."

"Lucy can probably help them out," somebody suggested.

"Tina doesn't like Lucy very much."

"All the better," Clarice snickered. "If what she wants is to be
knocked down a few knotches. Are you guys willing to take part
in this?"

"I guess," they agreed. Wendy asked, "So how do we start?"

"At dinner. Right now," Jerry said. "I'm going to order her to
submit. If she doen't, it's off and that's that. But once we
start, if she goes along at the start, she's slave for the
weekend. To you, me, and everybody, but the big turn-on that
she's talked about is being humiliated and dominated by naked
freshmen."

"Well let's get some dinner before it gets cold," Clarice
suggested. "And Lucy, can you stay the weekend?"

"I've got a show to do Saturday night, but I'm here the rest of
the time. It sounds like fun."

"Here goes," Jerry sighed, walking out ahead of the rest. Tina
wasn't in the dining room when they arrived. He sat at one of
the empty tables in the far corner of the dining room. The
freshmen women paired off and took seats near the kitchen door.
Clarice and Lucy sat with Kaitlyn. The sophomore women served
them with the usual efficiency. Chef's salad with grilled chicken
strips was the entre, served with broth and the ever-present
fresh baked yeast rolls.

They were almost done with their light supper when they heard
Tina's booming voice ask, "Has anyone seen my husband?"

"I am here, slave," Jerry boomed back, now sounding very formal
and in charge even though the freshmen knew that he was nervous.

Tina's face showed surprise, then shock, then a realization that
something was up. As the freshmen watched, she changed totally.
She bowed her head and looked at the floor. In seconds, she
seemed a foot shorter than when they met her on Monday.

"Strip, slave. Since when does a slave appear in the presence of
her master wearing clothing without his permission?" Jerry asked
firmly.

Without hesitation, Tina unbuttoned her khaki blouse, pulled the
tails from her waistband, and let it fall to the floor. She
peeled off her exercise bra to show nicely shaped but rather
small breasts with small dark brown nipples that stood at rigid
attention to display the gold rings that pierced them. Before
the bra hit the ground, she was unbuckling her belt. Her khaki
shorts were unzipped and on the floor around her ankles a second
later. Finally she stuck her thumbs under the elastic of her
white thong panties and pushed down. When she stood back up and
stepped out of the puddle of clothes, everyone saw that her pubis
was shaved clean.

"Are those proper shoes for a slave?" Jerry asked.

"No, master. I'm sorry, Master."

"You knew I was coming to spend the weekend. Why aren't you
properly prepared to please your master?"

"Please forgive your slave, master. It was her pride."

"Pride goeth before a fall," Jerry intoned. "And before suitable
punishment. Where is this punishment rack that I've heard
about?"

"Behind the curtain, master," Tina whimpered, knowing now what
was happening and dreading it at the same time that it aroused
her beyond belief. Being humiliated by Jerry in front of all of
the students, even the freshmen, had her body vibrating with
intensity.

"Bring it out. I want to see if it's suitable for your
punishment."

"Yes, master," Tina replied. She looked only at the ground as
she made her way to the curtains and pulled the rope that drew
them back. She rolled the rack out to the middle of the floor in
front of her husband and master, then stood still with her feet
sixteen inches apart and her hands at the small of her back in
the 'parade rest' position.

"But that shaft is much too small. You'd enjoy it too much. One
at least half again larger would be more suitable for punishment,
don't you think?"

"Yes, if it pleases my master," Tina replied.

"I'm sure there's a vaginal insert big enough to be suitable for
a slave's punishment somewhere. Fetch it."

"Yes, master."

"And suitable shoes for a slave."

"Yes, master."

She remained motionless for a moment to see if Jerry had any more
orders, then she quickly ran out of the room in her riding boots
with the two inch heels.

"I don't think I've ever seen her this turned on," Jerry gasped
when she was out of sight. "Did you see her nipples?"

"OK, so it's on," Lucy said in a stage whisper. "Don't let her
off easy. Don't let her off at all. When she comes back, stand
in her way and make her go back and get a butt plug, a big one. 
Oh, and some Ben-Gay."

"Ben-Gay? For what?" Jennifer asked.

"Pussy torture," Lucy snickered. "Give her hell. And make her
get a penis gag, too. Get ready. She'll be in a hurry."

The buzz of conversation in the dining room was gone as everyone
waited for Tina's return. They only had to wait a minute before
the clicking heels of her red, five-inch, spike-heeled, 'fuck-me'
pumps announced her arrival. One of the larger dildos in the GWU
collection was held in her hand.

Jennifer and Wendy jumped into her path. Because of her downcast
eyes, she almost ran into them. "Please," she begged. "Let me
pass."

"You're just a slave," Wendy told her. "Why should we let you
pass by us?"

"I think she needs to be taught a lesson. Since you've been a
total asshole all week, you ought to be reminded of what we think
of you. So why don't you go get a big butt plug and put it in
your asshole to remind yourself of what a big asshole you are?"
Jennifer snarled.

"Please let me pass," Tina begged. "My master is waiting for
me."

"Master," Jennifer called out. "Your slave doesn't seem to want
to obey us."

"Then I guess you will have to punish her as well," Jerry called
back, never moving from his seat.

"You'd better hurry, slave," Jennifer snarled. "Or your
punishment will be that much worse."

"You're pretty good at this," Lucy chuckled to Jennifer when Tina
was once again out of earshot.

"I'm getting off on it," Jennifer snickered. "What can we make
her do? Anything?"

"And everything," Jerry told them. "Just no injury. Safe, sane,
and consensual." Lucy reminded Jerry that the freshmen hadn't
been through any of the classes on BDSM and that he or a staff
member would have to closely monitor the activity. He nodded his
agreement. "I'd kind of like to watch, anyway. I really love it
when Tina gets really into a scene."

When Tina returned, Maria and Debbie blocked her path again and
told her she would have to go back for a penis gag. Jennifer and
Wendy berated her for carrying the butt plug rather than
returning with it in place. "I think you ought to put it in
now," Wendy told her sweetly. "Lubricated with whatever
lubricant you're carrying."

And that was a tube of Ben-Gay ointment. Tears formed in Tina's
eyes. "Please, Mistress Wendy, no. Please?" Tina begged.

Wendy caught a glimpse of Lucy mouthing 'yes' from the side of
the room. "Are you questioning me? Surely that won't please your
master."

Tears flowed down Tina's cheeks as she stood there, completely
humiliated and dominated, unscrewing the top from the tube of
mentholated ointment, knowing what it would feel like in a few
moments. She squeezed a generous amount out onto the rubber cone
and spread it around. She glanced around the room and blushed.
Having dominated every student in the room, now she was their
slave. Even though it was her fantasy and she was immensely
aroused, she still burned with shame. Especially when she had to
squat and try to force the the big plug up her bottom. "It's too
big," she whimpered, the ointment already inflaming her puckered
little hole.

"You selected it, asshole bitch," Wendy snarled. "Sit on it if
you have to but get it in that asshole _NOW_!"

Even Tina wasn't sure how she got the thing past her anal
sphincter, but once the wide part passed the muscular ring, the
base slapped into her butt crack and she let out a loud cry of
pain mixed with... well, not pleasure but definite arousal.

"Now go get a cock gag and make sure it's in place when you come
back," Maria told Tina sweetly. "We don't want to make this any
worse, now do we? Oh, and I think you should have cuffs locked
place, too, so you're ready for your punishment. Don't you
agree?"

"Yes, Mistress Maria, if it pleases you," Tina croaked out, her
whole body tensed to cope with the burning sensation in her
bottom. She had difficulty even walking with the big plug up her
butt but she dutifully waddled out, grimacing with each step,
tears flowing freely now.

"Perfect!" Lucy sang out. "It'll take her forever! That'll give
me time to show you how to adjust this thing." Lucy gave them a
quick class in operating the rack.

Then Jerry gave a lesson on the cane. "It's the most painful
thing you can imagine. Actually, they can be dangerous. Remember
the kid who got caned in Singapore? No, I guess you're too
young. Anyway, I don't want her bottom scarred, OK? So don't
follow through. Stop your swing before the cane hits her butt
cheeks and let the whippiness get her. Show her the big one and
then use the small one. Even if you mess up, it shouldn't do any
real damage."

"You're scaring me," Jennifer said nervously.

"Me, too," Jerry told them. "She's really into it tonight. And
I've got to get off soon. My nuts are aching like crazy. But
don't worry. She can take it. She wants it. She'll probably want
more than any of us will be willing to give."

"Shhh, here she comes," Lucy whispered, taking her seat. They
all heard the clicking heels moving carefully down the long
hallway toward the dining room.


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