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story_codes: MMM+/gggg Men/young girls (10,10,10,9), g/g, light bondage, rape

story_intro: Four young honor students slip into school on a day off so they can work on their science project. But they are discovered by a group of men who had other plans for using the empty building that day. The men's plans get altered and the girls learn some decidedly different lessons at the cost of their innocence.


story_language: English




Carnal Lessons

Written by madvlad


	Jane Fenwick hid the mental shake of her head behind a bemused smile. As usual, these four students were being a challenge. Of course, these were the types of challenges many teachers wished for and hoped they'd have one these types for the school year. Although Jane's weekly five-dollar habit in scratch-off lottery tickets had yielded few results and none of them the big one, she had certainly cashed in when she got four learning-happy pupils this year.

	At the start of the school year, she was concerned that they might be obsessed about getting high grades. While that wasn't entirely bad, she had seen and heard of high schoolers who had burned themselves out by sweating over their grade point average. And this quartet was only in the fifth grade. Fortunately, they took genuine joy in learning for discovery's sake.

	Now Jane had to deal with constant questions about everything. By the time these girls were done with middle school, they'd likely be classified as geeks by their classmates. But at least they'd have each other and would probably be comfortable in whatever careers they chose while some of their classmates were making the french-fries at a fast-food place they might visit. Then again, at least one classmate, Damon Hillenbrand, might not even be French fry material.

	In this current case, the girls had quick-growing grasses in a series of plastic, self-watering terrariums. For the school science fair, they wanted to do a study as to what liquids besides water might either help or harm the plants. Along with the control grass using rain water, they had tap water, high-end bottled water, iced tea and a variety of detergents and oils that they were using to see which of those would be most detrimental.

	Jane thought it was a pretty good idea but the girls had just read that at least full four weeks were usually done in this type of experiment. That meant they'd have to prepare their test solutions and add them to the terrariums tomorrow. That was a Friday and was a day off across the district as the teachers were attending a conference. But of course the girls wanted to come in.

	"Mrs. Fenwick," asked Julia, her eyes anxious beneath her dark bangs, "Will there be anyone here at the school to let us in? Please?"

	Jane sighed. Pete, the school custodian would be in doing his usual maintenance.

	"Yes," she said. "Try to find Mr. Leonard - you may see him through the windows. And when you're done, scoot. It's supposed to be a beautiful day and we don't have many of them left as it's already mid-October."

	"Thank you, Mrs. Fenwick," the four girls chorused sincerely.

	"All right then," Jane replied. "Now, be sure to...oh my God! Damon!"

	The girls turned to look where their teacher was looking. Like Jane, they couldn't figure out what exactly had happened.

	"Damon!" Jane called again. "How did you...never mind. Just stay there. No! Don't move. And please put that bottle of glue down."

	Greta, a slightly chubby blonde, let an impish grin spread across her round face.

	"Maybe we should do a science experiment with Damon. Make him try to outsmart a mouse or something."

	Scarlett knew it wasn't nice to laugh at other people but couldn't help joining her friends in a giggle along with the rest of the class except for Damon and Mrs. Fenwick.

	"Shelby! Greta's here!"

	Shelby put her book down and smiled at her little sister. Their family had moved here over the summer and she had been nervous about starting the new school, especially since she had been skipped a grade after the new district's administrators saw her standardized testing scores. She was also very petite for her age so being a shy, undersized nine year-old in the fifth grade was going to be rough.

	Fortunately, she fell in with Julia, Scarlett, and Greta on the first day. After secretly hoping she'd find one friend, she had three inseparable ones.

	Before getting her school backpack, she stopped and checked herself in the mirror. Mom and Dad said that neatness always counted and that suited Shelby's pleasure in orderliness anyway. She brushed at her shoulder length light blonde hair with her fingers, making it sure it wasn't tousled on the top where she had it parted on the side. From behind the lenses of her oval, wire-framed glasses, her light blue eyes held a look of satisfaction.

	"I'm ready," Olivia announced.

	Shelby turned to see that the four year-old did indeed have her bag with stuffed animals at the ready. Like her big sister, Olivia was small for her age and also very bright. After the evaluator at the school district office had decided to start Shelby in the fifth grade, she had Olivia take a series of kindergarten tests out of curiosity.

	Olivia thought they were fun and finished well before the time was up and the evaluator recommended that she start kindergarten a year early. Her parents agreed and on the first day of school, a happy Olivia accompanied Shelby to the school bus stop.

	With Olivia tagging along, Shelby walked her bike to the bottom of the driveway where Greta was waiting. It would only be a fifteen minute bike ride to the school but first they would walk Shelby to a neighbor's house where she would stay for the day with one of her playmates from school.

	Once Olivia was safely deposited, the pair rode their bikes about halfway to school, passing a well-wooded park before they saw two figures waiting with bicycles at a street corner. One of them had long dark hair and the other had light brown hair that was just a little shorter. They were Julia and Scarlett.

	Once they arrived at the school, they tried finding the custodian. His truck was there along with two vans they didn't recognize. In two of the classrooms, they saw plastic-wrapped white bricks stacked on desks along with boxes of plastic bags, scales, and cases of baby powder. They wondered if someone else was doing an experiment but then re-focused on their own.

	Having no luck locating the custodian, they tried the doors at the end of the wing where their classroom was located. It was unlocked and they cautiously entered. After calling out for the custodian and getting no answer, they decided to go straight to their classroom. Since they were just doing school work, it would be no problem if Mr. Leonard found them.

	As they had promised their teacher, they went straight to work and had everything done within an hour. There were two extra terrariums left with the grass seeds already planted but they were content. And they still had most of the day left.

	It had been a genius of an idea. Lou's brother, Pete, was the janitor at an elementary school and told him that the building would be deserted on Friday - no principal, no teachers, no brats. This meant it would make a perfect location to cut their shipment of pure cocaine before distributing it. And if there was a bit of a mess left, Pete would have it cleaned up before Monday.

	Pete looked up to his older brother which suited Lou just fine. But Lou also envied Pete for all of that young pussy he got to ogle. Of course, Pete had to be careful and not to obvious. Of late, they had talked about installing some hidden cameras in various locations within the building so they could at least get some footage of all of those young darlings in their skirts and shorts and leggings. Yummy.

	Along with Pete, Lou had six other members of his crew here. They had taken over a pair of fourth grade classrooms for their makeshift workshops. Naturally, a couple of the guys had goofed around and sniffed some of the smaller-scale chairs to see if they could smell any young pussy.

	Lou had to admit, that would have been sweet.

	"Hey!" Randy, one of the van drivers, whispered. "Hear that?"

	Lou and the others fell silent. Faintly, they could hear several voices. The pitches of them told Lou they were just kids. Cautiously, the eight men crept out and went down the hall as the voices grew stronger with proximity. Finally, they knew the owners of the voices had to be in the next room.

	Walking quickly and with purpose, they entered and fanned out, drawing startled yelps from the four girls they found.

	Lou liked what he saw. Glancing at the sign by the door as they came in, he knew they were in fifth grade. Two of the girls were the slim types - one with dark brunette hair that went straight down her back and the other with light brown with a bit of curl to it. On the far left was a more solidly built girl - not fat but her belly pushed slightly at her t-shirt and her thighs were a bit on the thick side.

	But it was the girl standing next to her that made Lou's dick stand up and take notice. The little blonde with the glasses - she must have been a kid sister to one of the others until Pete whispered a few details about her. Like Lou, Pete liked his young girls very young.

	"Mr. Leonard," the brown-haired girl piped up. "We tried to find you. Mrs. Fenwick said we could start our terrariums and-."

	"You're trespassing," Pete growled.

	"No," the brunette protested. "Scarlett's right. Mrs. Fenwick said we could. And someone else must be doing theirs, too. There was a bunch of baby powder and scales and some white blocks of something."

	"Aw shit. They saw it," muttered Miles, a tattooed henchman who could do wonders with a knife.

	"That's none of your business," Lou barked at the girl, making her flinch. "Today's lesson, kiddies, is why snooping around is a bad thing. Pete, get some tape."

	The girls were now truly frightened as the men closed in around them. When Pete returned with a couple of rolls of duct tape, Lou ordered the girls to hold their arms out with their wrists together.

	Two men worked from left to right, taping Greta's wrists and then Shelby's. All four girls were sobbing by then. Just as Scarlett's wrists were taped, Julia panicked and tried to bolt. But Randy caught her and threw her stomach-down over a student's desk where he held her while another man taped her hands behind her.

	"Pete says you kids are really smart," Lou remarked to Julia. "So you - what's your name?"

	"Julia," the girl wheezed, still smarting from getting slammed on the desk.

	"So Julia, how are babies made?"

	It was an odd question, but maybe if she got it right they'd let her and her friends go.

	"A man fertilizes a woman's egg with sperm and if it works, a baby grows in the mother," she recited.

	"Yeah, but how does the guy get it in there?"

	Julia had no idea. And as Lou looked at the other three, they were equally clueless. How convenient.

	"So then," Lou announced with a clap of his hands. "It's time for sex education. Professor Randy over there will begin with our failed escape artist."

	Grinning, Randy flipped Julia's skirt up over her back, exposing the white panties that were stretched over her shapely young bottom. He rolled them down over her rump until they were below her crotch. Embarrassed, Julia tried to squirm while her friends turned their heads to spare themselves the sight of her shame.

	"Heads front. Eyes front," Lou growled his warning.

	Chastened and weeping, they did so only to cringe when Randy spat on his fingers and then rubbed it all over the twin rolls of smooth flesh peeking out from between Julia's thighs. Then the girls gasped as they saw a hard penis for the first time in their lives as it pushed against the defenseless mound of their friend.

	Having had her privates bared and smeared with spit, Julia was already miserable. Now there was something else that was pushing against her there. Her mind spinning, she told herself it couldn't get worse than this.

	Randy was no mind reader; only doing what came naturally. He lurched against the bound girl, rupturing her cherry. Julia shrieked at the horrible tearing and felt something liquid and hot in her vagina that she feared might be blood. She was correct in this, not knowing how it helped the man hammer his way into her narrow passage.

	"Of course, you have to hammer at the bitch to get your cum up," Lou lectured as Randy started working his prick out of the preteen tightness with the gooey noises of hardness sliding against tender flesh.

	The three other girls were horrified at the sight of the weapon-like length of maleness plunging in and out of the bulging mound that under more ordinary circumstances looked like the modest slits they each had. Scarlett feared she might vomit when she saw the blood on Julia's cunny that matched the streaks on the man's member. More of the stuff tracked rivulets of red against the whiteness of Julia's inner thighs.

	Julia tried to thrash in order to break the coupling but she was no match for the man. Sliding his hands up her body, he pushed her t-shirt up and his fingers slid effortlessly over the smooth contours of her chest.

	"Flat as a board, boss," he called to Lou.

	After giving the girl a few pinches where one day she would bloom, Randy raped the ten year-old with no holding back, pounding her sultry little twat until his body reacted. Julia's head jerked up, her eyes wide with fright as something new flowed inside of her. Was she bleeding somewhere else?

	"And that's how a man gets the sperm in there, you stupid cunt," Randy grunted as he slapped her on the side of the head.

	He pulled out and gobs of blood-stained semen plopped from the girl's violated cunt. Most of it landed on the stretched crotch where her panties had been slid. Randy shook his head.

	"Now you're making a mess of your panties," he scolded before pulling them completely off. "Oh, how cute."

	He waved them. Except for the now rape-soiled crotch, they were white with a tiny red bow on the front of the waistband. Randy shoved him in his pocket as a souvenir while Scarlett and Greta were placed lying face up on two more desks.

	With their hands bound, their shirts could not be removed without being torn off. Greta's was pushed up as hard hands pawed at the doughy little mounds her extra weight had produced on her chest.

	"I like a girl with some meat on her bones," the man molesting her said.

	Another man removed the girl's shorts and undies, making Greta weep as her young cunny was exposed to her rapist. Nearby, Scarlett's lower body was already nude and Miles unbuttoned her blouse. Her chest was nearly flat with only a hint of puffiness as the fifth grader's slight breast pads pushed at her nipples.

	"Hey, she's trying to grow some tits," Miles laughed as he twisted the miniature buds with his fingers. And what's this?"

	His thumb brushed over the small gold cross on a chain that lay between the girl's barely blooming breasts. For a moment, Scarlett lost her dread over her body and feared the man would take the cross her grandmother had given her on her First Communion.

	"Are you a church-going girl?" Miles asked mildly. "You know, every Sunday?"

	Scarlett nodded vehemently, hoping he'd understand and take pity on her. Randy shrugged instead.

	"I don't have much use for it, myself," he replied. "Never saw the attraction."

	His cock plunged into the girl and Scarlett screamed as her virginity was harshly taken. Another man's prick ripped into Greta's untouched quim, putting her in miserable company with Julia and Scarlett. And Julia soon learned that once was never going to be enough as another man cruelly rammed into her from behind.

	As Lou and Pete watched, the six men raped the ten year-olds on top of the school desks, bludgeoning those precious little twats and transforming them from virgin slits to full-fledged slut holes. Scarlett took her first insemination hard, choking wetly as she felt the deeper intrusion into her baby-making parts.

	Shelby cried helplessly as she watched the assaults. For the first time in her life, she was glad she was so little because the men were leaving her alone. But then Lou called for everyone's attention as Pete lifted her up.

	"I've always wanted a nine year-old with the body of a second grader," he joked while Pete laid her on a desk.

	After he unbuttoned her blouse, Pete pulled it open and looked at the perfect flatness.

	"No tits on this one, either, he said. "Wait, let me check closer."

	He leaned down and sucked and nibbled on one of the girl's undeveloped breasts. Shelby squirmed and cried harder. Then she had more urgent concerns as Lou pushed her skirt up and removed the pale purple panties from her private area.

	"Shit," he breathed as he regarded the little hairless cunt. "Get that one over here."

	Greta was pulled from the desk and made to stand next to Lou.

	"If you look away," he told her. "I won't punish you. But I'll sure as hell make it rougher on little Shelby here. Now, I need your help to get into that itty bitty girl pie."

	Greta grunted painfully as Lou stuck his finger into her snatch. Drawing out the bloody semen from the weeping hole, he smeared it all over Shelby's pudgy vulva. Taking a second load of fuck slime, he pushed the gunk into Shelby's dainty cleft.

	"Thanks," Lou said politely to Greta. "I couldn't have done this without you."

	Greta paled as she helplessly watched her friend. The purple head of Lou's prick mashed Shelby's bald cunny flat before the labia popped around it to let the head against her portal. With a vicious shove, Lou deflowered the little girl, bloodily obliterating her maidenhead. 
Trying to work his engorged member into the screaming nine year-old, Lou shouted at her.

	"Give it up! Give me your cunt!"

	Shelby had no control over this as her small size was making it difficult for him. With a series of brutal thrusts, he made the child's innocent snatch stretch and surrender until he was at the gate to her uterus. Wrenching his cock in and out of the tight, steamy hole, he savagely made Shelby a woman long before the first touch of adolescence could bloom on her slight body.

	Despite their own rapes, the other girls had to watch, horrified, as the man's meat, dripping with the nine year-old's virgin blood, sluiced in and out of the little twat with a lustful vengeance. Shelby's slender legs were forced wide apart as the man ravaged her hairless cunt until fouling her young organs with his seed.

	When Lou was done, Pete approached. He was grinning as he held his prick and locked his eyes onto her crotch. Terrified, Shelby rolled over in an attempt to keep him from hurting her in that place again. Knowing his brother's fondness for back door work, Lou chuckled.

	"I guess she want you to do her there," he remarked.

	Pete leaned over and whispered in Shelby's ear.

	"I'm going to fuck you in the ass and you're going to let me."

	Shelby couldn't fathom such an act. She was too young to make a baby and the first man had done that deed to her anyway. Now doing it back there?'

	"I've watched your ass since school started," Pete's oily voice slithered into Shelby's ear. It's high and tight and in need of being opened. Just like your little sister's. I like hers, too. Should I go get Olivia and bring her here?"

	Wild-eyed, Shelby shook her head.

	"I've seen Olivia showing of her hot little ass in her leggings when her shirt lifts up. I even saw her panties when she was wearing a skirt on the playground. I know she's only four but she's so little even for that age. I wasn't sure they made panties that small and figured she had to wear diapers until she could grow into a pair of panties. I can't believe a kid that tiny has such a perfect ass.

	So here's the deal. I won't fuck Olivia's ass if you want me to do it to you really badly. So tell me - and make it loud so everyone can hear - to shove my big cock up your sweet little virgin ass. Go ahead."

	Shelby couldn't comprehend what was going to happen but she was desperate to save poor, sweet Olivia from this man. She tried to speak but it took a couple of tries before she could work her voice above a whisper.

	"P-please sh-shove you cock up m-my sweet v-virgin ass," she begged.

	Lou looked at his brother.

	"Come on, man," he said to Pete. "She said 'please'."

	Pete pulled the girl's pert ass cheeks wide and regarded where his brother's blood-laced semen had seeped into the crevice.

	"And she comes pre-lubed."

	Grabbing Greta by the crotch, Pete took more fluids from there and slathered it on his dick.

	"Don't worry, baby," he crooned to Shelby. "Greta's loaned you more of her cunt's cherry cream."

	Greta wept as Pete's prick slid between Shelby's firm little buns. The man grabbed the girl by the hips and yanked her forward him while he slammed his hips forward. Shelby's scream was shrill as her tiny anus was forced open, the skin nearly tearing as the man's rape-soaked cock entered her. The girl's vocal chords seized, temporarily muting her as only wheezing huffs could be heard from her as her anal virginity came to an end.

	Shelby's arms flailed but her efforts weakened and she only stared dully ahead as the rapist happily stroked inside the damp velvet of her snug rectal channel. Anally copulating with the defeated nine year-old, he bruised her hips as he drove her against the desk while drilling his way as deeply into her as her anatomy would allow. With the white heat of agony as the man's cock dug deeply into her tender bowels, Shelby conjured an image of a happy Olivia as a life preserver for her teetering sanity. Only vaguely was she aware of the swelling of that hardness as something pulsed through it.

	"Uh," Shelby rasped as her innards were scalded by the man's ropes of jism.

	Then it was open season on the others. Scarlett howled as she was the next to have her ass violated but Greta and Juliet were not far behind. The day became an orgy of hard cocks raping into the tender little holes of the men's prepubescent victims. Lou's crew found that they liked the moaning and whimpering issuing from the girls' mouths and left those orifices alone while they pleasured themselves inside the clasping, fuck-lubed tunnels of nine and ten year-old cunts and asses.

	Lou was buggering Scarlett as she was bent over her own desk and was holding her by her now-bruised mini-puffs on her chest. Along with the delicious friction of her anal tubing wrapped around his cock, he could feel her cross bouncing against his hands and couldn't resist degrading her a little more.

	"For being such a good little church girl, how come you're cherry's popped and you've got a man's prick in your ass?"

	Scarlett could only weep in reply.

	Despite the enticement of those smooth little bodies, the men couldn't keep it up indefinitely and began to slow. Deciding that a bit of lesbian action would be fun; they later put Julia on top of Scarlett so that the girls were facing each other. Then one man would fuck one of them in the pussy, pressing down on Julia's ass so that one girl could feel the other's twat getting plumbed. After they stared at each other for a while, Julia's head was lowered so that their mouths were touching. They recoiled when they were ordered lick each other's tongues but they soon found comfort in that odd new act and tried to concentrate on their oral contact while their rapes continued.

	Shelby also had to use her mouth, but after Miles pushed her head between Greta's fleshy thighs.

	"Lick her clean and then make her cum," he ordered.

	Shelby slowly understood that she had to clean her friend's crotch, even licking in between the rubbery lips of Greta's bald cunny. When the semen was gone, there was a new taste. Greta moaned and closed her eyes, blocking everyone else out as she tenderly cradled the back of Shelby's head and kept that wonderful little mouth on her aching snatch.

	"Damn, she's really getting into it," Lou whispered to Randy who watched transfixed.

	Greta shuddered, surprised by the reaction in her loins after that slow, coiling build-up. By now, Julia and Scarlett were being made to watch.

	Shelby, with her face smeared with Greta's love fluids, was laid on a desk with her legs wide apart. The nine year-old's oozing, hairless pussy beckoned and Greta, overcome with a strange new lust, eagerly mouthed the tiny mound and began to suck and probe with her tongue. Greta wanted to give her friend this special surprise she had just received while wondering about her ravenous need to taste everything about Shelby. Had all the things these men had done somehow affected her?

	"Okay, that's enough," Lou said as he pulled Greta away. "We're behind schedule and have work to do. You can finish this up on the playground at recess next week if you want. Now, you're all bright girls and can figure out what we mean when we say we know where you live, right?"

	Ashen faced, they all nodded.

	Pete tossed a couple of packages of paper towels on a desk and told them to wipe themselves off.

	When they were done, Greta and Scarlett put their shorts back on and all of them put their sneakers on as they had all come off during the day's activities. None of them had their panties returned to them and Julia and Shelby in particular felt naked with nothing under their skirts.

	Lou had read the girls' science experiment proposal and hit on an idea. Collecting a mixture of man cum and girl juices, he added them to one of the spare terrariums and had Scarlett write 
"special organic mix" on the plastic container's label.

	None of them could ride easily (and Julia and Shelby didn't want their bare cunnies touching the bicycle seats, anyway). So they walked together in silence until they reached the corner where Scarlett and Julia would go toward their homes.

	Each of them wanted to say something aloud but they couldn't. But as their tearful eyes locked on each other's, they took some relief in that their bond was still there - even stronger after their ordeal.

	Julia and Scarlett walked on together. Each girl was rubbing her tongue in her mouth, remembering what the other's had felt like.

	"Uck," Shelby murmured as they passed the woods.

	"What?" Greta asked.

	"More of their stuff...their sperm is coming out of my kitty. I think it was way up in there."

	"Come with me," Greta said.

	Shelby was confused by walked her bike into the trees with her friend. Once they were shielded from the road, Greta dropped her bike on the ground and had Shelby do the same. Pushing the smaller girl against a tree, Greta dropped to her knees and lifted Shelby's skirt. A thick, pearly liquid was starting to leak between the girl's bald cunny lips.

	"Greta!" Shelby whispered in shock. "You don't have to..."

	But Greta began gnawing on the nine year-old's sex. She lapped the jism out from her friend's abused little pussy and sucked at the little passage between nips at the fleshy petals of Shelby's mons. She could hear Shelby panting as her nectar flowed and grabbed Shelby's rump when she sensed her legs were weakening.

	Now it was Shelby whose hands were wrapped around the other girl's head as Greta discovered her tiny clit. With a siren-like whine, Shelby came into her friend's loving mouth, squirting extra little girl juice as her body's gift to her preteen lover.

	When Greta released her, Shelby's knees buckled and she fell to them. Greta stood and pushed her shorts down.

	"Oh," Shelby said quietly as she regarded Greta's very moist twat glistening before her.

	As Greta's hands came to her head and pulled her in, Shelby opened her mouth and pushed out with her tongue.

	"Well, some of these are coming along nicely," Jane Fenwick remarked as she inspected the collection of terrariums. "And even the bad stuff like dish detergent and motor oil demonstrate the adverse effects. But what really amazes was how well this one did. I don't know what secret concoction you made for your 'special organic mix' but you ought to market it."

	Jane looked up and smiled at her star pupils, amused that they would blush at this simple compliment.


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