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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Thursday, April 28, 2011

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story_codes: MMMM/gg, g/g, cons, semi-cons

story_intro: Kindergarteners Samantha and Whitney get interviewed by members of The Five about all of their intimate little secrets. But The Five are also men of action, not just talk, as both girls soon find out. While all this is a bit too much for sweet little Whitney, Samantha is thrilled and begins her path to slutdom.

story_language: English





Claridge Academy, part 22

Written by madvlad


Note: Any story in this series can be enjoyed as a stand-alone piece. See previous parts for the description and background of the characters and plotlines (particularly Parts 5, 6, 9, 15, and 17) Part 22 takes place on Thursday, the day after Part 21.


	"There's certainly something to be said for dj vu," a member of The Five remarked.

	"Indeed," agreed another as they looked at the television monitor at the two naked little girls strapped into chairs in the adjoining room. 

	It was just two day after they had their previous pair of five year-olds in that very room. The men who comprised The Five were the power brokers who, among other things, controlled many unofficial activities involving the prestigious girls' boarding school, Claridge Academy. 

	Things had been progressing rapidly with six kindergartners at the school, all of whom shared the same dorm unit consisting of three bedrooms with two girls each, a common room, and a suite for the dorm mother who watched after the girls outside of the class. 
Two days prior, two of the girls, Gretchen and Meagan, had been taken to this room in a building away from the campus where each girl learned about the other's sexual activities. In the case of Gretchen, she also learned about her own since she had been drugged during her previous encounters.

	Then both children saw themselves performing in a porn movie while both had been drugged. The night ended with two very tired and well-climaxed little girls with cum dripping from their precious behinds. They had been encouraged to pleasure themselves and each other as often as possible. To the continuing amusement of The Five and some of their extended group, the pair innocently thought that the phrase "hot little sluts" meant they were supposed to be very grown up and due grown-up things with their bodies. Although this was quite true, their sincerity in using the exact phrase to describe themselves was very endearing.

	Yesterday, another set of roommates were taken to the group's estate where they were subjected to more sex with some of the other residents there. One of the girls, Maggie, had responded very well. The other, Lauren, had been more timid and clearing didn't like some of the harder aspects of it. The Five also had some doubts about the predilections of the current two girls and were going to determine their paths tonight. 

	Last night, the five men had taken their pleasure with and eleven year-old from the school who lost her cherry that night while gaining a great deal of knowledge about her body. Tonight, it was back to the younger set. 

	Samantha had long dark curly hair and light blue eyes. Normally, she was quite shy. But a little surveillance by the girls' dorm mother, Dottie, had shown that she was the aggressor when it came to the little girls playing the Rubbing Game. This was a decades-old game at the school in which two girls laid naked together, humping their pussies against each other until they came. There was another time where she had been drugged and taken the school's headmaster's cock in her mouth and up her ass. The normally shy child had practically been a hellion, cumming hard and furiously.

	Whitney was very fair skinned, with dark blue eyes and light blonde hair that was nearly white and worn in a ponytail. She had turned five just before the school year began, making her the youngest in her kindergarten class. And she was also very small for her age while also made her the smallest in her class and a little timid at times. She and Meagan had been taken to the estate on two occasions and were well-versed in using their mouths for sex as well as having mouths used on them. During their last visit, they had also learned that their asses were made for taking the cocks of young adolescent boys.

	When the group's leader decided that Samantha and Whitney had been squirming long enough, he clicked on his microphone and spoke.

	"Good evening. We are so honored to be visited by two of our favorite naughty little girls."

	The children gasped in surprise at the voice. Whitney tearfully mumbled something.

	"What was that, Miss Bell?"

	She mumbled again.

	"Louder, please."

	"We're not naughty," she finally said in a voice loud enough to be heard. 

	"Really? And what would everyone at the estate have to say about that? The men and the women, and even Roscoe?"

	The last reference was to a Great Dane at the estate who had taken a keen interest in the tiny blonde girl. Whitney blushed furiously and looked down at the floor.

	"Who's Roscoe?" Samantha asked, innocently.

	"You've never told her?" the voice asked. "Oh, please do, Miss Bell. Please do."

	"Roscoe is a very big doggy at this place I had to go to," Whitney explained quietly. "He licked my private part and made me feel all wiggly. Then he rubbed his pee pee on my private part and squirted stuff on me while I felt wiggly again."

	"Oh," was all Samantha managed to say. More and more, she had to cajole the smaller girl into playing the Rubbing Game, so this other activity on Whitney's part was quite a surprise.

	"And you've been busy, too, Miss Lawrence," the voice continued. "Even if you don't remember it."

	A video began to play, projected onto a wall in front of the captive children. Samantha was naked in a room with a man and an older preteen girl whose breasts were beginning to blossom. The man and the older girl's faces were digitally blurred to conceal their identities. And the background in the room was similarly digitally altered. 

	What neither girl knew was that the room was the school headmaster's office and the man was the headmaster himself. The other girl was Naomi Chandler, an eleven year-old student who had been drugged just as Samantha had been. Naomi was on her back on top of the desk and Samantha was placed face down on top of her. Both girls were completely naked with their crotches touching. The man in the video spoke in a digitally altered voice.

	"Tell me, Samantha," the man said as he smeared his cock with some sort of whitish substance. "Have you ever played the Rubbing Game?"

	"Yes."

	"Who showed you how to play?"

	"Wendy. She's my sister."

	"And how old is Wendy?"

	"Eight."

	"Do you play with anyone else?"

	"Uh huh. Whitney."

	"Why do you play with her?"

	"She's my roommate. And she's smaller than I am, so I get to be on top and she has to do everything I say."

	"She is quite small for her age. Even her pussy is smaller than yours?"

	"Uh huh."

	"Is it fun to make Whitney be your little sex toy?"

	"Yes."

	Whitney sniffled as Samantha stared at herself on the screen. The little girl was entranced as man put his pee pee way up inside her butt and pounded her against the other girl. Samantha's lips moved mindlessly in concert with those of her video self as she sucked at the older girl's small breast. The man must have made her feel very good as she cried out on the video, doing what her big sister had called cumming - just like she did when she played the Rubbing Game with Whitney. As she came a second time (wow!), something else happed and the man pulled his pee pee out of her butt when she was done. Some white stuff was dribbling out of her stretched hole that the camera zoomed in on. Samantha couldn't help but to giggle.

	The action progressed as the man pushed his pee pee in and out of the older girl's pee pee. When he pulled out, his pee pee was very wet all over from where the other girl had cum. Then he had Samantha lick him clean and then he squirted more white stuff in her mouth and on the other girl's chest. Samantha's eyes widened as she saw herself licking to goo from the other girl's breasts. She just wished she had remembered all of this.

	When the video was done, Whitney hung her head and quietly wept for her friend who she though would be painfully embarrassed by what they had just seen. Instead, Samantha asked if she could see the video again. After watching it again, Samantha repeated the request, clearly captivated by the images of herself being used so graphically.

	During the third showing, one of the men in the other room looked closely at Samantha squirming in her chair. Had he legs not been spread apart by her bonds, the little minx would have undoubtedly been rubbing her thighs together. 

	"Zoom in on her crotch," he requested and the video monitor quickly displayed a closer view. 

	The child's bald cuntlet was slightly spread apart by the position of her legs. The camera picked up the shine on the pink interior and on the edges of her chubby outer lips. Without the aid of any injected aphrodisiac or the aid of any fingers, the five year-old's pussy was drooling from just the sight and sounds of Samantha's first porn video.

	"Excellent," the leader said. "A natural born slut." 

	He turned to the others. "Gentlemen, are we ready to proceed?"

	The others nodded and donned their full head coverings and entered the girls' room just as the video ended.

	The girls looked up at the five hooded strangers who came into the room. They were applauding Samantha's performance. 

	"I see you were very excited by your video," one of the men said as he pointed to Samantha's damp crotch.

	The little girl looked down at her moistness and giggled. Another man reached between Whitney's legs and caressed the hairless flesh of the youngster's dainty little pussy. As she was intimately felt up, Whitney squirmed at the touch but knew there was little she could do. 

	"And poor Whitney here is as dry as a bone. I don't think she liked your movie."

	Another man snapped his fingers.

	"I know! Samantha can show us how the two of them play the Rubbing Game!"

	"I can do that!" Samantha eagerly agreed.

	The two girls were untied and led to a small, upholstered platform. Whitney reluctantly lay on her back and waited for Samantha to lie on top of her. As Samantha was about to climb aboard her little friend, the men told her to stop for a moment while they spread Whitney's legs as far apart as they could go without causing the tyke any harm. A spotlight was focused between her legs. Whitney shut her eyes and turned her head to the side as she felt the heat of the lamp between her legs.

	Then she felt the smooth touch of Samantha's little pussy against her own babyish mound. She looked up to see Samantha smiling down at her with her eyes alight with excitement.

	"This is going to be fun!" Samantha crowed as she began to slide herself up and down between the smaller child's legs. 

	Whitney swallowed hard as she felt Samantha's pussy juices smearing all over her own cunny. Helplessly, the diminutive blonde girl felt her own immature sex react in a manner that belied her few, tender years; her clit stiffened and poked out from beneath its hood and the hot wetness grew deep within her slit. 

	Samantha was grunting furiously as she mashed her pussy against her smaller, weaker partner. She wished Whitney was enjoying this more, but there was little she could do about it until she could make her friend cum. That would certainly make her feel better. But in the meantime, Samantha found that being watched by all these grown-ups as she played the Rubbing Game made her feel even more hot. 

	The men shifted positions around the girls, enjoying the different angles as they watched one five year-old rut against the other - two small, smooth forms pressed together as Samantha undulated on top. Her pert little buttocks bounced as she jerked her hips up before thrusting down and forward between Whitney's outstretched legs. 

	The two bald little quims were completely lubricated by each other, eliminating any skin-on-skin friction except where the tiny clits made contact with each other. Samantha gave a short yelp as she came, depositing more cunny juice from her petite cleft onto her and Whitney's round and pouting little pussies.

	After pausing to recover from her cum, Samantha resumed her rubbing, forcing Whitney closer to her own orgasm. Already very sensitive from her first climax, Samantha quickly found herself approaching another climax. Her heavy breathing and grunting nearly masked the tiny mewling sounds that Whitney was making. With a small gasp, the little blonde came. This drove Samantha to press even harder and she got her second cum just as Whitney's climax petered out. Her arms gave out and she collapsed on top of Whitney as her body shuddered in mindless pleasure.

	"Very nice, very nice," the leader crooned. 

	One of the men lifted Samantha's heaving form off of Whitney and set her so that she was on her hands and knees. Another man rolled Whitney over into the same position. Samantha watched as the man pulled his rock-hard cock from his pants and held it before Whitney. The tot knew what was expected of her and obediently opened her mouth. 

	Cooing in wonder, Samantha watched as her little friend took several inches of cock into her mouth. Whitney's throat bulged as she shifted her head slightly to allow a straight line of passage for the shaft of meat to further penetrate her mouth. 

	"Can I do that?" Samantha asked plaintively. She hated to be missing out on something that Whitney could do.

	"You sure can," said another man as he fed Samantha his cock. He coached her on how to breathe and when hold her breath. When she got used to the meat in her mouth and throat, she was schooled in the finer arts of pulling suction and using her tongue. 

	Whitney was massing her man's prick with her tongue as his shaft slid along her spit-slick lips. As was her habit, she turned her wide blue eyes up to look into the hooded face of her partner. Seeing that innocent face stuffed so deeply with cock matched the warm wet clasp of the little girl's mouth and throat and the man shot his load. With the cock embedded well into her throat, Whitney didn't taste anything as the thick ropes of semen went straight to her stomach. She could feel the warmth spreading in her little tummy as the man pulled himself from her oral hold.

	After a few deep breaths, Whitney saw another cock placed in front of her. She opened her mouth and let the cycle begin again. This man ran his fingers through her fine, silky hair after he breached the space between her tonsils and kept plumbing even deeper. 

	"You've always been such a good little cocksucker, Whitney. Even those men who first showed you and the others how to eat cock always said you were the best."

	A soft, non-committal grunt was all Whitney could manage with her mouth full. Samantha heard this and began to suck harder on the cock she was feeding on. This could be a fun race! 

	"Do you want to taste some of it when I cum?" the man asked his little curly-haired whore. 

	"Mm hmm."

	Samantha felt a hot splash deep in her throat and then the man jerked his cock back to send the second spurt into her mouth. The salty, musky taste was nothing like the little girl could remember (with the headmaster's cum erased from her memory by the drugs).
She gagged and sputtered as her mouth filled, but she managed to swallow most of the load. The remainder dribbled down to her chin.

	Samantha was breathing hard as she analyzed the taste. It wasn't exactly yummy, but it was okay and the grown-ups seemed to like that she swallowed it. As another man took his place in front of her, he bopped the little girl's nose with his cock head to get her attention. Samantha giggled and readily took her second course of the evening.

	Neither child had kept count of the number of pricks each had taken. In truth, it was Whitney who was in the lead, thanks to her very skilled mouth. But Samantha was a quick learner and very enthusiastic and did her part. Through whispers and nods, the men knew they were nearly spent after an hour of feeding the five year-olds their heavy loads of sperm. While the girls were sucking on their finals cocks of the night, the two men who felt they had another shot in them rubbed their pricks against the smooth firm asses of the two kindergartners.

	Whitney's anus clenched tightly as she felt herself being probed. The man behind her snickered. Since these two little ones hadn't been given any drugs or placed onto butt plugs when they arrived (unlike Meagan and Gretchen earlier in the week), they were in no danger of being anally sodomized as the men didn't want to cause them any damage. But Whitney didn't know that, so all she could do was to whimper around the prick in her mouth and try to keep her rear entry closed.

	When Samantha felt the prodding at her back door, she wiggled her butt in response. She wondered what it would feel like for something to go inside of her there. It might hurt, but she hadn't seemed to mind very much when that video was taken. As she tried to press against the dick, her asshole dilated slightly, allowing the tip of the head to slightly dip into the orifice. Samantha squealed in delight, which set of a final burst of cum in her mouth. 

	"Jesus! I think this kid could take it now if she had a little lube back there," the man behind her announced. He gripped her little ass cheeks and rubbed himself against her as hard as he could. Samantha let him have his way as a slow thread of semen trickled form one corner of her slack mouth.

	Whitney felt the small globes of her posterior being mauled in the other man's hands as he used the modest valley between her buttocks to pleasure himself. She stiffened as the man in front of her dumped his sperm into her belly. After her mouth was free of his cock, she joined Samantha in gasping heavily as both children were subjected to a different version of the Rubbing Game. 

	When both men were close to climax, they nodded to each other and suddenly changed their angles of attack. Each little girl felt the prick head press against her anus and push it open just enough to give a path to the semen that erupted. 

	"Oooooh! Mmmmm!" Samantha cried as she felt her rectum get hosed down.

	"Uh!" was all that Whitney got out as she felt the heated blast invade her body from behind. All of the rubbing against her sphincter had loosened it just enough that she could not clasp it shut in time before the prick head ever so slightly penetrated her. 

	When they were done, the men let the girls go. Samantha stood up on slightly wobbly legs, completely nude and unashamed in front of these strange, hooded men as she felt the sticky mess between her buttocks. Whitney sat on the platform and drew her knees up to her body and hugged herself into a ball.

	"That's all, girls," said the leader. "You used us up."

	"Can we come back and play again?" Samantha asked to the delight of the group. 

	"Absolutely! Although I don't think Whitney had as much fun, did you, Whitney?"

	The little girl shook her head. 

	"Well, we're sorry about that. We'll just have to find something you like a little more - and I think I know what that is. And so next time, Samantha can bring a different playmate."

	
After the girls returned to their dorm, Whitney made a bee line for the shower. Lauren, another girl in her dorm unit, was showering in one corner. Whitney chose the opposite corner and buried herself under warm jets of water. The little girl vigorously scrubbed a washcloth through the cleft between her buttocks to erase any vestiges of the cum that had been left there.

	"Are you okay?"

	Whitney turned to see Lauren next to her, eyeing her with concern.

	"Um, I...uh huh," Whitney mumbled. She was afraid of what Lauren would think if she knew what had happened.

	"Good night," Lauren replied and left. 

	Whitney sighed and resumed her cleansing. She wanted to be home, but there was no one there since her mommy and daddy were working in a place call Thailand, which Whitney knew was very far away. They spoke regularly by webcam, but it wasn't the same. That nice lady at the estate, Miss Sandra, had kept her safe from all of those other strange grown-ups during her last night there, but she had no idea where the woman was now.

	"So did you have a good time?" Dottie asked Samantha.

	The little girl, normally quite shy, was quite exuberant when she answered her dorm mother. 

	"Yes, I was in a movie before and I didn't even know it! And then we played some special games. The men there had masks on and they said I could tell you all about it."

	Dottie smiled at the little girl as she mentally made some arrangements to switch some room assignments within her unit of six girls. She patted her lap and invited Samantha to have a seat.

	"I'd love to hear all about it."



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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