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Written in 2 parts, both posted here. (Ff-teen, underage, reluc, voy, ws, beast) *** Part I - The School Missouri in the 1920's was depressing. Jobs were scarce and people, particularly the lower class masses, were desperate. That is how Lizzy came to live at the Joplin School for Girls. It was called a school, but it was really an orphanage. The girls there were wards of the schoolmaster, his three schoolmarms and the state of Missouri. Meaning no one cared about what went on there. When Lizzy was eight her mother, Lizzy's father having died four years earlier from a fever, found another man, a traveling gambler, who offered to take her away from Joplin. But he pointedly said he had no use for a snot-nosed kid. Telling Lizzy it was for her own good she left Lizzy at the School and left with her man. That was years ago and Lizzy no longer cared if she ever saw her mother again. There were eighteen girls at the school, ranging in age from seven to seventeen. When a girl turned eighteen the schoolmaster, Master Ahern, would give them twenty dollars and a ride into town. She was then on her own. The school accepted no girls younger than seven. They said they were not equipped for babies or toddlers. In reality they were no school at all. They taught no reading or writing or numbers. They kept the girls for the state, and received payment from the state for boarding them and that was all. Life for the girls was one of bizarre abuses. The girls were only allowed to wear a short dress, with a hem just above the knee, an apron for their chores, knee high socks and their shoes. Even after they started to develop they were not allowed to wear underwear or bras. These things were for ladies, they were told, and these girls would never be ladies. They were unwanted urchins, and that is all. They were allowed to bathe twice a week, but unless it was winter they were not allowed to do so in the house. The school had two bathrooms with plumbing and hot water, one for the Mr. Ahern and one for the three schoolmarms and only when it was at its coldest could the girls use the schoolmarms tub and toilet. The rest of the year they were forced to bath in a washtub filled from pump in the front yard and they were expected to pull up their skirts and squat in the back yard like the animals when they had to pee or take care of their other business. The girls were the farm hands, the maids and the servants of the four adults that ran the school. Though the government provided enough money they could have just bought all their supplies, the school kept cows for milking and chickens so they could pocket more of the money. The girls prepared the meals and served the adults before themselves. They kept all the rooms of the house perfectly clean at all times. Punishment for not doing a chore to the adult's satisfaction was always a spanking or a paddling and all of the girls usually had bruised backsides because Mr. Ahern always found cause to find a job unsatisfactory. Their bodies also often provided the entertainment. About once a month Mr. Ahern hosted a dinner party for a half dozen of the higher class, well-to-do couples in town. The older girls, that is, all the girls that had had their first monthly flow, would be the servants at these dinners. The adults would talk about business, or the news, scandals and rumors and such, and all the while they would have their hands on the girls. At Lizzy's first dinner as a servant, one lady pulled her to her during the meal, pulled her dress down off her shoulders, exposing her small breasts, then pulled up the front of her skirt and tucked it into her apron exposing her girl parts. Then, looking her in the eye, she grabbed Lizzy's nipples between her thumb and fore finger with a brutal pinch and twist. Lizzy had cried out, dropping to her knees and l dribbling a small amount of urine on the wooden floor as her eyes welled up with tears. The lady had giggled when she saw the small puddle and released one of Lizzy's nipples from her grip, grabbed a handful of her hair, jerked Lizzy's face up to look at her and told her to finish. Lizzy shook her head no, which made the lady smile evilly and she released Lizzy's other nipple, raised her hand and brought it down with a brutal slap on Lizzy's breast. Lizzy squealed and released her bladder, peeing a large puddle on the floor that spread enough to wet the knees of her socks. The lady pulled her up to her feet by her hair and looked at the small drops of pee still dripping from Lizzy's nether lips. The lady reached out a finger and ran it up Lizzy's small lips, gathering the small drops and then sucked her fingers dry. She pulled Lizzy on to her lap, then looked at one of the other girls and told her to 'clean that up' and the girl grabbed a towel and dropped to her knees to soak up Lizzy's puddle. Most of the dinner parties followed similar themes. The girls would have to stand there and try not to cry as the adult men and women pinched, spanked, slapped or paddled their breasts, pussies and backsides. Afterwards, in their rooms, the girls would hold each other, the older girls stroking the younger girls' hair and trying to help them find a way to sit or lay that did not pain their sore spots. The dinner parties were not the only abuses. Life at the school carried a daily risk of unwanted attention. Two of the schoolmarms, Sarah and Teresa, were in their thirties and they were lovers. They would regularly pick one or more of the girls to come to their room at night. They'd make the girls undress them, and bathe them, and then take turns making the girls do things to each other. The girls would be forced to kneel by the bed and service the ladies with their mouths as the ladies lay there side by side and kissed or talked to each other about how well each of the girls could 'eat pussy.' Sometimes the girls were made to perform these acts on each other while the two schoolmarms masturbated each other and watched them. Lizzy hated when she had to use her mouth on their hairy, old, girl parts, but found that when she was forced to perform on one of the other girls it was pleasant enough, and receiving such oral attention created nice feelings as well, as long as it wasn't one of the older women who did so without being at all gentle, even biting at her small lips and nibbling on the little button at the top which was so sensitive. The other schoolmarm, Mary, (the girls called her 'Bloody Mary') was older, probably in her sixties. She seemed to take no direct sexual interest in the girls, but was none-the-less perverse in her fancies. Each time one of the girls came into her maturity and had her first flow, Mary would wait until a couple weeks afterward and then summon the girl to her room. Mary had the largest room, next to the schoolmaster, and in addition to her own bed she had a doctor's wooden examination table. She would have the new 'young woman' disrobe and climb on the table. Extending cast iron attachments from the sides she would have the girl spread her legs open and rest her feet in the 'stirrups'. Mary would slowly undress herself while looking at the girl, sometimes gently stroking her own sex as she stood there. Then she would pull out a long, polished bone knitting needle. She'd seat herself between the girl's legs and then using a finger she would test the girl's vagina for wetness. If she found it already wet she would chastise the girl for what a slut she was. If it wasn't she would moisten a finger with her mouth and insert it in the girl's pussy, stroking gently until the girl became aroused despite herself, and then chastise her for being a little slut. Then she would take the knitting needle and slide it up inside the girl, seeking her maidenhead and rupturing it. She would pull out the needle, which now had the girl's blood on it and show it to the girl, saying "now no boy will ever believe you are a virgin." She would laugh at the poor girl and then turn and add the needle to her collection on a nearby table. There were dozens of blood-stained knitting needles there, a testimony to how many girls had undergone Bloody Mary's little procedure. Mary would return to her seat between the girl's legs, spread her own knees and begin to masturbate. The girl was not to move or make a sound. Mary would sit there, looking at the girl's sex and small amount of virgin blood that stained her lips and masturbate herself to orgasm. So it had been for Lizzy, just one of many. Surprisingly, Mr. Ahern's perversions were among the easiest to satisfy. During the day he would spend a large amount of time near his office window, which looked out on the backyard, or sitting on the back porch. He seemed to enjoy watching the girls pull up their skirts and relieve themselves on the ground. Sometimes when he was out and saw a girl start to squat he would call her over to pee right in front of the porch or he would pull his chair to the edge of the porch and have the girl sit on his lap. He would grab her legs behind her knees and spread her legs, her little pussy pointing out into the yard, and have her pee, often laughing and complimenting the girl on her distance. Sometimes as the girl finished and the stream lost its power some of her pee would dribble on his pants. He would stand and pull off his pants and hand him to the girl to take to the laundry and head back to his room. It was the only time they ever saw Mr. Ahern smile and one of the few times he spoke to them other than to scold them. About every other night, however, Mr. Ahern would have one of the schoolmarms collect one of the girls from their bedroom and bring her to his office. The lady would open the door, push the girl in and pull the door shut behind her. Lizzy no longer remembered the first time she had been summoned to his office, she had repeated the little performance so many times, and now she even looked forward to it. Often when the schoolmarm came to their room and asked for one of the younger girls Lizzy would volunteer to go in her place. Sometimes she was allowed to go instead, but sometimes the schoolmarm insisted on the one particular girl and there was nothing Lizzy could do. Mr. Ahern always wanted the same thing. He would place two chairs facing each other and he'd sit in one and have the girl sit in the other. He would instruct her to spread her legs, hooking one over each arm of the chair, exposing her sex to him. Then he would tell her to play with herself, spreading her lips for him, sliding one of her fingers inside herself, or rubbing her clitoris. Lizzy didn't know what it was called, of course, but she knew it felt good. She had started long ago putting on a good show for him. She would wet her fingers with her mouth and let her fingers explore her sex, ashamed that she found it more exciting when he watched. Sometimes he would lean forward, and stick one of his fingers in her mouth for her to moisten and then he would insert it inside her. Lizzy would move her hips and slide her pussy up and down on his finger and moan. Then he would sit back in his chair, pull out his little old man prick and give it a few tugs, quickly spilling his seed on the floor. Then he would say, "clean that up you little whore." He'd watch as she dropped to the floor and used her apron to clean up his cum and then he would tell her to get out. Lizzy had been exploring herself for a while. Since all the adults seemed to put so much attention on their girl parts, why shouldn't she? So often, in her bed at night, or in the washtub during her bath, she would touch those parts again. While it never happened with the adults, sometimes when she was alone she would get a small shiver that ran through her whole body, but it never seemed to be the same type of thing that Sarah or Teresa experienced, or even Bloody Mary, the onetime Lizzy had watched her play with herself after taking Lizzy's virginity with her knitting needle. Lizzy didn't know what was wrong, but it still felt good and she found herself touching her girl parts often, just to feel that pleasant sensation. Part II - Buck There was one resident of the school that loved the girls unconditionally and that was Buck. Buck was a yellow Labrador whose job was to protect the house from predators that would come seeking the chickens and to alert the presence of strangers. The adults of the house paid little attention to Buck, leaving it to the girls to feed him, and he loved their attention. He was aggressively protective of the girls, which is why he wasn't allowed in the house, because he was quick to interfere when the adults tried to abuse the girls, which was common. So Buck would wait outside until the next day to check on his charges. On this particular day it was Lizzy's turn to milk the cows in the barn and another girl, Susan, had the task of collecting eggs. The girls headed towards the barn, Lizzy with a milk pail and Susan with a basket. Lizzy entered the barn, followed by Buck, because Lizzy always shared some of the milk with him even though she had been caught doing so twice and the paddling had been severe. Susan headed around the barn to the hen house. There were three milk cows in the barn and Lizzy brought them each in turn over beside a small, rectangular hay bale she used to sit on, and putting the pail between her legs she milked the cow and then would lead the next one over and repeat the process. Buck laid beside the hay bale, wagging his tail and watching her, and Lizzy would periodically squirt some of the milk into her hand and let Buck slurp it up. After she finished with the last cow the animal wandered a few feet away and Lizzy lifted the pail, judging it to be a good morning's work. Setting the pail to the side she laid back on the hay bale, letting her arms rest from the milking and looking at the shadows that played along the roof of the barn. She drifted off into a brief reverie, thinking of nothing at all and relaxing. Suddenly, she felt a cold, wet nose gently touch her bare pussy! She looked down, where her feet were still planted on the floor, knees spread as they were when she was performing her chore, and saw Buck's back and wagging tale protruding from under her skirt! He had scented her and was now checking her out. It had been a couple days since she had her last bath and she was sweaty and wet down there. Buck intently and insistently snuffed and sniffed her sex. Then she felt his tongue begin to lap at her. She started to push him away but then, looking around and seeing she was alone, she decided to let him continue. After a few gentle, exploratory licks he began to really go at her, bathing her! He licked and lapped away the salty sweat and then just continued, obviously enjoying the taste of her. Lizzy pulled her skirt up so she could watch him, and lifted her feet off the ground slightly, spreading a little wider and Buck clearly picked up on her approval of his efforts. His tongue was long and muscular, there was a power to it as it ran the length of her over and over, from her little asshole, dipping deep inside her vagina, and then up past her clit, its rough wetness causing no shortage of fantastic sensation each time it passed over that little button! His attention was urgent, and forceful, and she found herself reaching around the backs of her thighs, raising her sex a little more and opening herself a little more so his wonderful tongue would reach even deeper inside her pussy. Neither her fingers or those of Mr. Ahern felt as wonderful and Buck's tongue when it was deep inside her, stroking the inner walls of her pussy. Lizzy found herself in the middle of one of those small, shuddering contractions! But, as was the case when she played with herself, as pleasurable as it was it only left her more aroused. She Looked down again and saw Buck's back end hunching slightly. She had seen animals 'do it'before of course and knew he was not just licking her for the salty taste but was feeling his arousal as well. Glancing again around the barn and gauging she had a little while before anyone came looking she suddenly made a decision that both terrified her and caused another small shudder through her body as she thought it. Pushing him gently back she got down from the hay bale, turned over on all fours and raised her hips up in the air, thrusting her aroused opening up like a bitch in heat. She felt Buck's tongue again, this time in reverse, running up from her now engorged button, between her swollen and aroused pussy lips to her little asshole. After a few licks she suddenly felt his weight upon her as he tried to mount her! His front paws wrapped around her hips in a fierce embrace and she felt the tip of his penis poking her in frustrated fashion as it probed for her hole. It poked her thighs, her labia, her button as it probed too low, and even her ass as it probed too high. The whole while she felt small jets of hot liquid striking her as he searched for her virgin pussy. Buck humped urgently, searching, and finally, suddenly, felt the tip of his cock surrounded on all sides by the warm, moist folds of her vagina. The speed of his thrusts tripled as he found his mark and in less than a second those next three thrusts pushed three inches, then five inches, then seven inches deep inside his girl! Buck thrust into her, finally being able to breed one of the females that he dearly loved, and that loved him in return. Lizzy collapsed, moaning out loud as she was filled and stretched as she had never been before, and she put her face to the floor but kept her ass high in the air for him. His front legs were wrapped around her waist and then down the front of her thighs, holding her in position as he thrust into her. Lizzy rose back up on her hands and looked beneath her, wishing she could see his cock penetrating her little slut opening. That's right, she thought, they said I am a slut and here I am letting a dog fuck me! I am not a slut, I am a bitch! Right now she was Buck's bitch and it felt wonderful! Of course, as much as she wanted to, she couldn't see where his large dog cock was actually entering her pussy. But as she looked beneath her should see Buck's testicles swinging wildly as they hung between her white thighs. And she could see a steady dribble of clear fluid that was being squeezed out of her pussy, around Buck's wonderful cock with each thrust, and dripping to the barn floor from her clit. He was lubricating her more and more, though she didn't know that was what was happening, to prepare her for his knot. She felt completely full, and what she thought was the base of his penis banging against her hole but suddenly that too slipped inside her well-fucked little cunt. Stretching her even more as it entered, and then continuing to grow once it was inside her, the pain was overwhelmed by the pleasure and suddenly she felt another of those shudders coming on. But this was no small release. This time waves of pleasure wracked her body. As her orgasm hit her, her vagina convulsed and contracted again and again on his cock and his knot and with each convulsion pleasure shot through her insides! Her vision blurred and she moaned and moaned, focused on nothing but the huge penis inside her. Buck's penis. It was hot, much warmer than her fingers and she could feel it jerking and spasming as it pumped her belly full of his cum. Her orgasm lasted forever. At some point she realized that Buck had quit thrusting, satisfied that he had tied with her well and letting his cum fill her up. Each spurt of his cock sprayed her insides and sent another electric jolt through her cunt as her orgasm continued. Finally opening her eyes, Lizzy first looked back over her shoulder at Buck's face as it rested on her back. Then she heard a small sound and snapped her head around. There stood Susan, holding her basket of eggs and looking on, fascinated and smiling. Lizzy was suddenly very embarrassed and as she looked at her friend sheepishly Buck suddenly swung a rear leg up and over Lizzy's hind end, turning around so they were standing there ass to ass, his tail rising up between their love connection and wagging. Susan laughed, and Lizzy did too, but as she did it made her vaginal muscle contract again and another small jolt shot through her and she moaned again, reaching beneath her to feel with her fingers what she could not see, Buck's cock stuck into her cunt, and then she let her fingers touch her clit, wet with his pre-cum, and she began to rub it fiercely, bringing on another body-wracking orgasm. As her friend began to masturbate again Susan walked up, stroked the panting Buck, then moved his tail so she could see this beautiful connection. Her own pussy was wet, and a small trickle of her moisture ran down the inside of her thigh. She absently collected it on her finger and stuck it in her mouth as she stared at Lizzy's swollen pussy lips wrapped around Buck as his cock disappeared inside her friend. Suddenly, Buck started to walk. Still far too engorged to pop free of Lizzy's cunt, his knot tugged at her and she was forced to scamper backwards with him! A few feet away there were two hay bales stacked on top one another and Buck made his way there, pulling his trapped young girl behind him. Susan was giggling at Lizzy's predicament, but stopped a moment later as Mary threw open the barn door and stepped inside just as Buck finished pulling Lizzy behind the hay. Buck had heard her coming and acted to protect his girl yet again! "What the hell is taking you two little sluts so long? Where is our milk and eggs?" She yelled. Then, seeing only Susan, she added, "Well, where is Lizzy?" Lizzy was a few feet away, behind the hay bale, with a Buck's cock still stuck in her swollen cunt! And she had never been more scared. What if Mary found her like this? "I think she went to pee, Ma'am." Susan covered. "She asked me to bring the milk." Grabbing the milk pail she headed towards Mary and out of Lizzy's view. Mary continued yelling, "I think she is shirking her chores and you are helping her you little slut! Put those down and come here!" Lizzy listened as Mary administered a brutal, bare- handed spanking to Susan that left the girl in tears, then heard them both leave the barn. Lizzy knew she owed her friend a huge debt for covering for her. At this point it had only been a few minutes since Buck finished fucking her and they tied. She was amazed that it took another twenty minutes before she felt that doggie knot recede enough to pull out of her. When he did, a fountain of warm, wet cum gushed from her pussy to the barn floor. How could he cum so much? Buck quickly turned around and licked her clean, and she spent several minutes enjoying that process. She knew she had found something wonderful, and knew she would be letting Buck breed her again, but now she realized she needed a fair amount of time to make it happen. It was something she would have to work on! END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 73