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story_codes: MM/g, cons, drugged

story_intro: Five year-old Gretchen is taken to see the school's headmaster, who wants to show off his first conquest to a former headmaster who has come to visit. And being such a bright little girl, she knows that one cock plus one cock equals lots of fun. 

story_language: English






Claridge Academy, part 29

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 Part 7) Part 29 takes place on Thursday, the day after Part 28.

	Little Gretchen Larsen walked alongside her dorm mother, Dottie, on her way to the headmaster's office. The kindergartner had been administered the drug the headmaster used so that his students wouldn't remember their encounters with him in his office. The draught also acted as a muscle relaxant and aphrodisiac which made sex with the little ones even easier, like in the case of five year-old Gretchen.

	Having been shown some videos taken in the headmaster's office (with the headmaster digitally edited to hide his identity), the kindergartener had learned about her experiences. Then she and her roommate, Meagan (who had also co-starred in a porn movie with Gretchen while they were both drugged), had taken part in a four-way orgy with two members of a group known as The Five. These men secretly controlled much of the school's affairs - both legitimate and otherwise - and continued a tradition of using some of the boarding school's students for sexual pleasure. The tradition had begun more than a century ago with the school's founder.

	After the sex was over that night, both girls had been left with large wads of jism in their cute little asses. Their hairless pussies were soaking wet from each other's juices and their own orgasms as well. As a joke, The Five had told the girls that, while they should behave themselves in public, they should strive to be hot little sluts. But it was something the children took quite seriously, although they had fun 'practicing' with each other.

	Although Gretchen was now aware of sex, Dottie had drugged her to protect Headmaster Eddings' identity and that of his guest. The school's dorm mothers, who looked after the children, were all in on The Five's hi-jinks, although none of them had met the men face to face or knew their identity. 

	Dottie knocked on the headmaster's door and opened it a crack to let him know that Gretchen was here. Then she left the office, scheduled to return in an hour and a half to retrieve her charge. As she walked back to the dorm where her other five girls were, the young woman's cunt grew moist as she imagined what was in store for the little girl she had just left behind.

	Stewart LaGrange, retired headmaster of the Claridge Academy, thoughtfully eyed his brandy as the current headmaster, Marshall Eddings, explained how they were treating certain students. Eddings had been with a school for a short while as a teacher when LaGrange retired nearly twenty years ago. 

	Since his retirement, LaGrange had moved to a small county in Southeast Asia where he lived like a king on his retirement. He regaled the current headmaster with stories of the little honey-skinned girls that were readily his for the taking. Eddings was impressed that LaGrange, who was now in his mid-eighties, was still staying quite active. He had come back here for a week by special request from The Five. Eddings was updating his predecessor on how some things had changed.

	"Tonight's student has been made aware that she's been having sex, but she doesn't know it's been with me," Eddings explained. "Since she learned of her situation, she was drugged and told she was attending a special class tonight. Now she won't even remember coming to this office."

	"Very efficient," LaGrange agreed. "We did that to a few of the older students when I was here - ones who may not remember what happened in this office beyond what we suggested to them afterward, but ones who might be able to put the facts together when their cunts and asses were feeling a bit...open later on. But what the hell, why take a chance with a younger one?"

	"I understand there were some students who figured it out in later years."

	"Yes, but they were dealt with," LaGrange breezily explained.

	Eddings raised an eyebrow, making LaGrange laugh.

	"No, no, not in any 'Godfather' way," the old man wheezed. "They were granted certain opportunities and such. Some of it may sound grand, but The Five and their associates could afford it without breaking a sweat."

	"Did you ever learn the identities of The Five?"

	"No, and I have no interest in knowing. Oh, I was curious at first, but after a while, I was content to let some secrets remain secret."

	"There's something I've to cover my own tracks in a way. I've met with my young sex-pots and other students one-on-one in a perfectly innocent setting, so they have some recollection of coming here on perfectly mundane school business for some Q&A with the nice headmaster. Did any of your students ever learn you were involved with them sexually?"

	"One," LaGrange replied. "An extremely bright young thing named Julia. She now works for The Five, running a large and very exclusive estate for them that isn't too far from here."

	"Ah, that may be where some of my students have been taken on occasion."

	"Yes, I..." LaGrange stopped as there was a knock at the door. A young woman poked her head inside and nodded Eddings before withdrawing. Eddings set his glass on a book case and rose from his chair. His opened the door and let Gretchen in.

	LaGrange looked over the child with undisguised lust. She had pretty blue eyes and her blonde hair was done in a single thick braid in the back. While he loved the dark-eyed and dark-haired little beauties in his adopted home country, he did look forward to some variety tonight.

	"Gretchen, this is Mr. LaGrange. He was the headmaster here a long time ago. Why don't you take of your clothes so he can get to know you better?"

	"Okay!" she said brightly as she began to undress.

	LaGrange was impressed. Despite being drugged, Gretchen seemed to be quite alert. Back in his day, the girls were a little more sluggish in response. But that was the price of ensuring they wouldn't recall who had done what to them.

	When Gretchen was naked, LaGrange squeezed a firm young buttock while he caressed her chest and stomach. The little girl didn't resist when he pulled her close and greedily sucked on her miniature nipples. LaGrange felt his own cock growing stiffer as the little girl's nipples hardened under his busy mouth. Releasing her chest, he pulled he back a few inches with the hand still on her ass. 

	Gretchen's thighs were nice and firm, the result plenty of running and playing outdoors. But there was just enough soft, childish flesh encasing the muscles to make her curves so sweet an innocent. LaGrange decided her legs reminded him of Shirley Temple, who spent a lot of time dancing and had those sweet limbs barely covered by the baby-doll dresses those Hollywood pedos made her wear.

	But what Shirley didn't show on the screen was no open for viewing on Gretchen. The soft little quim between her legs was just as hairless as the surrounding flesh, crowned by a modest slit that gave no hint of all the fucking the little girl had taken so far. LaGrange fingered that little slit and was delighted to find it already damp inside; the result of the drugs and his nipple sucking.

	"You itty bitty whore," LaGrange said delightedly. "You're all ready for nice old man's cock in your pretty little quim, aren't you?"

	"Yes."

	"Does she remind you of anyone?" Eddings inquired.

	LaGrange looked at the girl closely. The eyes did remind him of...someone long ago. And there was something about the mouth, too. Perhaps having it wrapped around his prick might jog his memory, but he wanted some of that cute little snatch first. 

	"There's something about her that is familiar. Would I be wrong to guess that she is the daughter of a former student I had?"

	"That's correct. I've read your journals and listened to your tape-recorded sessions. You had her mother as well."

	LaGrange felt his pulse quicken at the thought of using the daughter of one of his little girls in the same manner as he had taken the mother.

	"Gretchen was my first," Eddings announced. She lost her cherry on the same desk as her mother. Both of them at age five."

	"Hmm. We'll see if her mother's name comes to me. Right now, I'd like to cum in her."

	Eddings helped Gretchen onto his desk, where she lid on her back by one corner with her head hanging off one side and her legs from another. LaGrange stepped in and spread her legs, bending them at the knees and pushing them against her body. Now the tiny pussy, so soft and defenseless, was exposed to the old man's desires.

	"I do love the baldies," LaGrange sighed and he thrust his cock into the fat little mound of girl-meat. 

	"Aaahhhh!" Gretchen blurted as three inches of dick plunged into her small, slick hole.

	LaGrange wasted no time fucking the child, watching her smooth lower belly twitch with each inward thrust she received. The five year-old's little pussy wetly gripped the churning cock eighty years its senior and Gretchen made high-pitched grunts with each stroke. LaGrange watched as his prick speared through the bulging opening of the tot, comparing the mottled, veined skin of his meat against the smooth unblemished flesh of the child's cuntlet. 

	"Damn!" he exclaimed. "Leslie Tanner! Her mother was Leslie Tanner - she used to make the same damn noises when I split her pussy."

	"That's right," Eddings replied. I thought her noises would stir your memory. I played her mother's grunting for her one time while I fucked her. I can show you the video later, if you'd like."

	"I'd love to see that. In the mean time, it looks like Gretchen's just repeating the same thing over and over, so please feel free to give her mouth something else to do."

	As LaGrange waved his hand expansively over Gretchen's face, Eddings took his cock out and held Gretchen's head. He shifted the little blonde's head downward to give him a straight line from her mouth to her throat. Gretchen opened her mouth to take him and soon had some man meat buried past her tonsils. Aside from Eddings occasionally pausing to allow Gretchen to take a breath, the two distinguished educators busily pleasured themselves with the well-stuffed little girl.

	Eddings felt the vibrations in Gretchen's throat as she continued to moan and grunt in time with LaGrange's hunching into her. The older man squeezed Gretchen's smooth thighs as he panted. As LaGrange poured his scalding semen into the child's small womb, Gretchen gurgled around Eddings' prick. It was quite a surprise as her throat vibrated against him and Eddings quickly added his seed to the kindergartner's body. 

	While Gretchen had dutifully swallowed all of Eddings jism (not that she had choice with him cumming in her throat), LaGrange's contribution trickled out of the glistening slit between the little girl's spread legs.

	"I'm taking a supplement that will let me be ready to go very soon," LaGrange told Eddings. "I can wait for you, if you'd like."

	"Thank you, but I've found that these little ones induce me to readiness quite rapidly," Eddings replied. "Would you care for some more brandy while we pause?"

	While the men sipped their drinks, LaGrange walked over to Gretchen and caressed the girl's face and spoke to her. 

	"Little girl, your mommy was a wonderful sperm socket when she was your age. But I'll bet you'll get even more cock when she ever did by the time you your titties start to grow."

	LaGrange looked at her face, especially her mouth, and felt his dick responding. He told Gretchen to roll over and fed her his prick. Her cunny juices had already dried, but the flavor remained on the man's meat.

	"Doesn't your cunt taste yummy, Gretchen?"

	"Mm hmm," she replied through her cock-filled mouth. 

	Eddings had come behind her and was rubbing a gel on his erect shaft. LaGrange was about to ask him if there wasn't enough wetness left in Gretchen's pussy to ease the way until he realized that Eddings was contemplating the little tot's ass. Surely enough, Eddings spread Gretchen's rump apart and gleefully sank his prick into her backside. Gretchen murmured against LaGrange's cock as her anus was driven open.

	Although Gretchen's pussy was quite divine, Eddings loved that he could get his entire length into the five year-old's ass. The hot tightness of it, lubricated by the gel, practically sucked at his manhood as he buggered the child. He moved his hands up to her waist and made his strokes long and hard. Both men loved how Gretchen's snow white little buttocks jiggled each time her ass was filled with man meat. 

	This session lasted nearly twenty minutes, with Gretchen lying tummy down on the headmaster's desk while her tender body was manipulated for the men's pleasure. It ended as Eddings and LaGrange came practically at the same time. The little blonde squirmed as her throat and rectum were simultaneously buttered with more hot sperm.

	Later that night, it was completely dark in the dorm room that Gretchen shared with her best friend, Meagan. Her memory was rather hazy from the time she had left the dorm earlier in the evening until after she was back. Although she had been washed, she felt like she had been well rubbed deep inside certain parts of her body. And she remembered the masked men telling her about the medicine they sometimes used when they played with her.

	"Meagan?" Gretchen whispered.

	"Yes?"

	"Do you know where I was tonight?"

	"No. Don't you?"

	"Nope. But I feel funny inside. I think I was being a hot little slut."

	"Oh. Maybe next time I can come with you."

	"I hope so. We should be hot little sluts together."



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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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