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story_codes: F/gg, cons, light bondage

story_intro: Fresh from their stage show where Meagan gave up her cherry and Gretchen took yet another cock, the two little girls retire to a private room. They are manacled and blindfolded when they receive a special visitor who has been anxious to be alone with these two hot little sluts.

story_language: English





Claridge Academy, part 35

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 17 & 18) Part 35 takes place on Saturday night, immediately following Part 34.


	Meagan and Gretchen had finished their ice cream and Ilsa was impatient do get the girls into bed.

	"Come on, now. I've got places to be and people to beat," said the dominatrix. 

	Her play on words was lost on the five year-olds, who scrambled onto the bed. There were two pairs of chains and cuffs mounted to the headboard and another similar pair attached to the foot of the bed. Gretchen looked at these apprehensively, but Meagan had been chained here before and was more interested in exploring her pussy. She stared as she watched her finger easily slip all the way into her hairless mound. 

	"Look what I can do now, Miss Ilsa," the child proudly said.

	"Very good, Meagan," the woman replied. 

	Up until a short while ago, Meagan had been a virgin. That changed when a Japanese businessman took her cherry while on stage before an audience in the dinner theater at the estate. Now the two girls were in one of Ilsa's private chambers. Ilsa efficiently shackled the girls in place by the wrists and ankles so that they were lying face-up with their hands secured above their heads and their legs spread.

	Kneeling on the bed between them, Ilsa began fingering their cunts until they were wet - which didn't take long. Then Ilsa inserted a finger into each little pussy and vigorously finger-fucked the kindergarteners in their tight little holes. Before long, she had her little charges squirming in their bonds. She noted with perverse glee how each child humped their hips up against her hands to get the most out of their molestation. 

	Gretchen came first, arching her back as her body quivered. Meagan followed shortly thereafter. Ilsa grinned as she saw how the little girl's toes wriggled during her orgasm. It was something to file away for the foot fetish members. Pulling her dripping fingers out of the steaming little twats, she fed the one from Gretchen to Meagan and vice-versa, letting the girls suck each other's juices.

	After her fingers were clean, Ilsa brought out two blindfolds and put them on the girls. Then she hummed a tune while she went through the drawers in a dresser to look for something suitable to use for her next appointment in another room. She knew the member was a bit choosy, so she took her time. The member was a successful businessman and a deacon in a large, prominent church and only expected the best.

	"Miss Ilsa?" Gretchen asked. "Are we being hot little sluts now?"

	Ilsa pulled out a foot-long, studded strap-on dildo and nodded with satisfaction before answering. She turned to where the two naked little girls lay bound and blindfolded.

	"Yes you ar.?"

	"Why did you put these things over our eyes?" Meagan asked. 

	"Because you're going to get a surprise," Ilsa said, applying some lubricant to the cock. The deacon was not going to be walking quite normally on Sunday morning. "You're going to get visited by a mystery lover."

	The girls giggled at that as Ilsa left the room with the dildo.

	Neither child knew how long they had lain there. With the loss of their sense of time and sight, they began to feel vulnerable. Some time later, they heard the door open and close softly.

	"Who's there?" Meagan called out in a quavering voice. 

	There was no answer but they heard the rustle of clothing coming off, the padding of moving feet and then the mattress creak as someone sat next to Meagan.

	Meagan felt a hand slide up and down one side of her and was about to speak again when someone's mouth met hers. She felt the tongue slide in and she met it with hers. As their tongues caressed each other, Meagan knew by the size that she was being kissed by a grown-up. And judging by the feel of the hand now rubbing her chest, it was a lady.

	With Meagan's mouth now thoroughly tasted, the woman licked and nibbled on one intricately shaped ear before burrowing her tongue in it. Next it was the little girl's neck getting kissed and sucked. The woman continued to the child's smooth chest and Meagan cooed as her nipples stiffened under the wet lips pulling on them.

	Meagan lay still as this mysterious woman licked and nipped at the soft flesh of her tummy, moving inexorably to the pleasure spot below. But the woman teased her, working her mouth over the smooth patch of skin just above the little girl's mons and then on to her delicious young thighs. Meagan mewled and tried to thrust her pussy up at her unseen lover, clearly wanting her pussy to be used. 

	Then the woman pulled away. Meagan shifted her head back and forth, blindly trying to find this lady with the very nice mouth. Meagan gasped aloud as the mouth suddenly clamped over her cuntlet, sucking hard and lashing the hairless quim with her tongue. Gradually, the woman refocused on specific parts of Meagan's tender little sex, nipping and sucking at each chubby outer lip, and then the clit, and finally deeper into the tight, dew-lined passage.

	Meagan sighed as she felt a tongue in parts of her that had been jealously blocked by her hymen. It was like having her pussy taken again for the first time as she was licked deep inside. Between her probing, the woman greedily sucked all of the juices the child could produce, making the little girl moan and squirm as her pussy was eaten for the first time since its defloration.

	Meagan was breathing hard as she experienced her first deep oral sex. Now her little hips were churning as she instinctively tried to fuck the woman's face. Her pussy walls clamped on the woman's tongue as she shook with an orgasm and the five year-old cried out in her release.

	Equally blind, Gretchen had turned her head toward Meagan. She knew by the wet sounds and her friend's groaning that something wonderful was being done to her. Now the shackled little blonde if something nice was going to happen to her as well. 

	Dottie licked Meagan's juices from her lips, savoring the taste of five year-old cunt. As the dorm mother of these two girls as well as four other little kindergarten cuties, she had been burning for a chance at any of her girls. Like the other dorm mothers who looked after the children at Claridge, she secretly reported via a contact to The Five, a group of men who controlled the school behind the scenes and apparently had much to do with the estate as well.

	Every year, she had a new group of six kindergarteners. During her first few years, her girls had been left alone. But with barely over a month into the new school year, all six of her little ones had gotten involved in some way or another. The temptation for the young women with a pedo lesbian tilt had been great, but she had abstained from doing anything with her girls, per The Five's directives. Now, she had finally gotten her wish when she was granted access to not one but two of the little sweeties.

	Looking at the captive blonde, Dottie thought back to a morning a couple of weeks ago while she was braiding Gretchen's hair. The little girl had innocently discussed how fun it was to make her pussy feel good with her fingers. While Dottie sat behind the girl doing her braid, Gretchen slid her hand down the front of her panties and went to work on her bald cuntlet and discovered what a clitoris was. It was all that Dottie could do then not to rip the five year-old's panties off and give her pussy the tongue lashing of her young life.

	And now Gretchen was hers for the taking. She planted a kiss on Gretchen's mouth and slid her tongue inside. Her pussy twitched at the knowledge that Gretchen was tasting some of Meagan's cunny juice there. Judging by the small humming sound the little girl made, she knew it too.

	Gretchen sighed and murmured as Dottie feasted on her small body. Now it was Meagan's turn to turn her head in Gretchen's direction as she heard the sounds of oral lovemaking. Gretchen's tiny pussy was drooling by the time Dottie reached it. The woman chomped and slurped on the beautifully bald cuntlet before fucking the five year-old with her tongue. Gretchen's chains rattled as the little girl struggled; desperately craving the orgasm that was slowly coiling inside of her. With a soft "Ah!" she came, spilling her juices into her dorm mother's mouth.

	Releasing the child's twat from her mouth, Dottie went back to Meagan. Kneeling with her knees on either side of Meagan's small figure, she grabbed the little girl's head and pressed her face against her dripping crotch. Meagan had been trained on how to eat pussy and the five year-old was soon licking and sucking the mature woman's cunt. Holding fast to the back of Meagan's head, Dottie humped her crotch against the girl's face until she came. 

	Dottie removed her hands and Meagan's head fell limply against the pillows. Despite having just cum, Dottie felt something in her cunt lurch when she saw her juices glistening on Meagan's plump red lips. Damn, she needed more. 

	While Meagan rested, young Gretchen got her first taste of a woman's pussy. While she hadn't been trained, Dottie had a suspicion that the little girl had gotten some practice on Meagan's sugary little snatch. The tot's lips and tongue received more experience as they found their way blindly around a fully grown cunt. Before long, Dottie was thrusting her hips up and down, working her sopping pussy against Gretchen's busy little mouth while her clit rubbed over the tip of the child's nose. 

	Gretchen tried to say something, but her words were a gurgle against the woman's cunt. Dottie came, making the little girl drink more secretions before letting her go. Reluctantly, she got off the bed and looked at the two exhausted children. She would have loved to have done more, but it was clear that they were through. But Dottie had one perverse idea left.

	One thing that Dottie had always envied in men was their ability to ejaculate and leave something of themselves inside their partner. Thrusting a finger inside her pussy, she got it good and wet and then reached for Meagan's vagina. Spreading the outer labia apart with her other hand, she carefully inserted her finger inside, leaving some of her nectar inside of the child's immature cunny. Meagan made an "O" sound and then was silent.

	She did the same thing with Gretchen, who murmured something as she was penetrated, but did not understand what exactly was happening. Satisfied that she had done her version of inseminating the little girls, the young woman got dressed and left the room to let the children rest.

	Gretchen blinked in the light as Ilsa removed her blindfold the next morning. Meagan was already sitting up, having been freed of her shackles. Ilsa released Gretchen and the little girl sat up.

	"Did you have a fun night?" Ilsa asked.

	"Yes," said Meagan. "And we were hot little sluts again after you left."

	"That's my girls!"

	"What's that thing?" Gretchen asked, pointing the foot-long dildo that Ilsa had used the night before. Unlike when she had left the girls, the thing was now bent at a forty-five degree angle.

	"Well, it was a discipline tool," Ilsa explained. "But now it needs to be replaced. You could say we had one hell of a prayer meeting last night. I didn't think these things could bend like this..."

	Both girls regarded the thing with wide eyes, wondering what something like that would do inside one of their little holes. 

	"Will we have to get one of those?" Meagan asked nervously.

	Ilsa laughed in perfectly good humor - something she rarely did.

	"Maybe one day, but you'll have to work your way up to it. I'll start you out with something more age appropriate. Perhaps they even make Sesame Street vibrators."

	

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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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