Besides, since they were the newest, inmates, the other girls had told them all about, it.
In the training of a young lady, many facets are utilized for her total rounding out. These experiences had not diminished or lessened since the first Avondale girls came to the ivy buildings, over a century ago. All of the things girls felt and did then were felt and done now. Some new ideas had been added. with time, but none of the old ones were eliminated. So much went into the training of a young lady into a sensual and remarkable female.
Like parts of an intricate machine, nothing could be left out and still expect it to run smoothly. So it was with the training of a girl.
It took punishment, pain, bondage, slavery, sub- mission, obedience, masochism, sadism, lesbian- ism, humiliation, degradation. All of these things were liberally mixed into the stew at Avondale.
And it took sexual submission to males as well.
Sex with boys had always been an integral part of Avondale's training, from the earliest days, for two reasons. It was not good that the girls should not bed with boys for the long term at the school.
While it was true that the girls at Avondale had found complete and total enthrallment with each other in a plethora of delicious lesbianism, most all of the girls would quickly turn to boys as well once leaving school The idea was not to turn a girl into a dedicated and strict lesbian, but to allow her to become that ultimate, unmatched, perfect female who would travel the road of ecstasy in life by virtue of bedding and loving and desiring both men and women equally. The unique creature who could sit on a bench and eye both a handsome male and a winsome female. So it was not the best for a girl to spend the best part of a year without boys, and forget them!
Secondly, the forced sexual submission to boys was intended to be, in the truest sense, a punishment. There were of course many forms of punishment besides physical pain and discomfort. There was the intense pain of degradation and humiliation as well, which a girl needed so badly to rid her of inhibitions, pride and self-respect until she finally realized that her purpose and design in life, being born female, was to provide pleasure, completely, in every way possible. Being subjected to boy-use was most valuable, especially if used by totally unknown boys. There she learned that she was not a person, or a girl, or a loved one. She was just a handy pussy. It did wonders to a girl's self- esteem to know that she could just as well have a pillowcase over her head. Only her pussy mattered.
Avondale girls seldom came back from Dunden College with any false pride remaining.
A century ago, the sex with boys was a significant punishment and training method. To be accurate, thousands of very young ladies lost their virginity at training schools, but it was expected and accepted as a necessary part of growing up fifty or a hundred years ago. Sex with boys, in fact, was a very sophisticated punishment in those days, for most of the trainees were but thirteen or fourteen at the time. Rape was used as the initial experience because of the emotional excitement of it, and the necessary humiliation involved therein. The moppets, still young enough to have little or no fur between their legs, were forced to play a game of even younger proportions, and were made to wear little-girl hair ribbons and dainty little dresses before being made to walk through the adjoining woods on a special day. Within the trees, groups of cooperative lads from a neighboring boys' school, loaned for the occasion by the discreet master of the school, awaited their prey. Appropriate and sincere squeals were emitted as clean little skirts and immature underclothes were torn away, and the youngsters found themselves plunged and lanced time and time again for the longest time.
Most found, in the woods, that a boy's tool would work well in the three places a girl had to offer.
Later in their training, the girls would be taken to London to a cooperative hotel, where for a weekend they were required to prostitute themselves for money. It was an era where moppet availability was still legal. The purpose was, of course, not for the money at all, but to teach the girls the ultimate degradation of selling themselves publicly. Indeed after such activity a girl would have no inhibitions
left, and no matter if such things never again happened, she would remember all her life that she had whored. It did make a woman out of a moppet!
In 1972, however, sex with boys had little value as a punishment. Rare was the girl who at seventeen was still a virgin, so the required submission produced little of the humiliation it once did. Rape games too were meaningless for today's modern girl for she would probably have her clothes off before the boy. Yet the experience was still valuable to the extent that the girls still were required to accept money for their bodies at the boys' college. If nothing else, prostitution did at least have some emotional impact even on the most experienced of modern girls, and thus, was worthwhile for training purposes. In addition, Ravan had added something new.
Pamela and Donna had been sent to the nurse's office in preparation for their coming weekend jaunt up to Dunden. On other weekends they had watched other girls go off in the car of their mistress, and were told all about it by the talkative adventurers the next day! They knew their turn would be soon, and got the tingly feeling again when thinking about actually selling themselves!
When they entered, Sabrina was at the filing cabinet, bent nicely to the lowest drawer.
'Seems kinda silly for you to wear that little skirt at all 'Brina,' laughed Donna. 'Pants show all the time anyway. Why don't you wear just pants and stockings and nothing else just like the rest of us. I wouldn't feel right wearing any more than that anymore!'
'Hi, kittens!' said Sabrina, turning around.
'Because I'm staff and you're slaves, if you must know. Slaves don't wear much, you know. Besides tomorrow you'll have to put blouses and skirts on for your trip to boyland. Can't afford to have anyone nicked on the way. And no rings, for sure.
Take 'em all out, and don't forget. The boys just wouldn't understand such things like we girls do.
Ready to fuck your heads off?'
'Sure, Sabrina,' said Pamela. 'But why did we get called in here? Not that I mind! You're scrumptious, y'know, even if you are an ancient twenty- seven. Gonna torture us again so soon? It was just last Monday that you made us howl By the way, thanks for doing us together, 'Brina. We sang a nice duet, didn't we? It's super to see each other hurt, 'n' after all, we are wife and wife. Do us again together?'
Sabrina laughed. 'You two are incorrigible!
Sorry, no torture today. Just the required nurse's speech before being ladies-of-the-night tomorrow.
Some things you should know, and as your friendly neighborhood nurse, I'm elected to lay it on you, so plop your pretty little bottoms down in the chairs and I'll get to it… that is, if you can sit. I see the cat has been at your rumps again today. Cor, you both got laced, didn't you?'
'Yep, we got laced. Jan can be heavy-handed sometimes,' said Donna.
'Being made to have sex with boys is supposed to be a punishment at Avondale,' said Sabrina.
'In the old days a moppet lost her cherry here, but today's girls are something else again. You two probably haven't kept your legs crossed for years, so your romp with the boys will be just fun and games. Ravan is well aware of the sex bit not being what it used to be to degrade a girl, so she came up with something a few years back. Here's how the game is played. I have supplies of the pill here for you to take, and you're welcome to them. You will have three sessions with the boys about a month apart. Only three times, but all night, of course.
Now, here's the fun of it. You can also choose not to go on the pill! It's entirely up to you. It's what we call, taking it 'natural.' It's the chance t,hat makes the whole thing exciting for you! If you don't wan't to play roulette you can take the pill, and none of the other girls, or Jan, or Ravan will know, and I would not tell anyone or think any- thing less of you. I realize it's a serious decision and would not be forced upon you. It would be too great of a punishment. On the other hand, if you feel that being made to have sex with boys should be part of your punishment training, including the chance of pregnancy, then you can choose to fuck 'natural.' '
Pamela and Donna looked at each other. It was the old tingly feeling again!
'If you do choose to get laid natural and you get pregnant, here's what would happen. You would be released from Avondale at once, and put on probation to your mothers. After the birth of your child, arrangements have been discreetly made with a society in London to accept your child for adoption purposes. Thus you will not be saddled with a child at your age. On the other hand, you may also keep the child. It's up to you. After the birth of the child, whether you keep if, or not, you do not have to come back to Avondale to complete your sentence. You do, however, have to report back to me, or whatever nurse might be here, to be whipped once each month for two years in lieu of your early release. Now. want, the pill, or want it 'natural'? Come hack in an hour and tell me.'
The discussion in their room was rather brief.
Pamela and Donna used most of the time for a good romp in bed together.
