The low peak of an ancient mountain lay between the Women's School for Behavior Corrections and the little town of Stonecrest. The brothel in Stonecrest belonged to Master Thomas. The distance from the school to his brothel was 19 miles by the road that ran around the base of the mountain. But the distance was much shorter by way of a tunnel that ran under the mountain. The six mile tunnel connected the foundation of Master Thomas's mansion to his brothel. A third way to town ran over the top of the mountain. Master Thomas used this trail often on horseback. It was also his favorite place to hunt.
The chestnut gelding moved with a steady smooth trot under Master Thomas, as they rounded the crest of the mountain. From this vantage point he could see his entire school, spread out in the valley before him. On a normal day the sight would fill his heart with joy, but not today. It was Thursday afternoon. He had just finalized the contract with Fred Lockload. His heart felt heavy. He guided the horse around the familiar bends in the trail, jumping logs and other obstacles. He remembered the intense pleasure he had enjoyed with his slave. He wanted more. His cock was still a little soar from the exquisite tightness of her fine ass.
He allowed the gelding to canter on the lower part of the trail, then forced him down to a walk as they neared the stable. The master admired his gray stallion, thundering through the paddock to great them. The powerful horse slid to a stop on the other side of the fence. He snorted fiercely, prancing along beside them until they reached the barn. Vaulting to the ground, Master Thomas handed the reins to a groom. He walked to his mansion. He remained heavily in thought for the rest of the day.
Cheryl followed nurse Lankford through the halls of the mansion. Her exercise session had been shorter than usual. This was good because she was feeling unusually weak. She knew that she was to begin being prepared for her trip to the brothel. Her emotions were incredibly confused about the upcoming event. It was difficult overcome her deep desire to have her virginity taken by Master Thomas. She struggled hard to quell her fear of the strange man who had paid to be the first inside her. She wondered how big his penis would be, and if he would hurt her.
Nurse Lankford directed Cheryl into her cell. She obediently stood under the bar that hung from the ceiling. Soon her arms were suspended above her. The nurse left momentarily, returning with the cart loaded with bathing supplies. She also carried a small chair. She approached Cheryl with a pair of tweezers. Placing her hand on the the slave's forehead, she began the tedious chore of plucking her eyebrows. Cheryl whimpered from the excruciating stings as the tears streamed down her cheeks. The nurse remained indifferent and swiftly shaped the eyebrows into two beautiful arches above the girl's glistening eyes.
The nurse sat in the chair and carefully shaved the slave's legs and the front of her pussy. A thorough bathing came next. Nurse Lankford's gentle hands expertly maneuvered the soapy washcloth over her skin. Cheryl always enjoyed her daily baths and enemas. Her thoughts turned to her memories of the previous evening with her master. She had never realized how wonderful it could feel to have a large object shoved into her ass. Her master had unleashed an incredible measurable of pleasure within her and she helplessly yearned for more.
She remembered the last command he had given her. She was to obey and serve the strange man in every way. Her only hope was to earn her master's favor by following his command. With great determination Cheryl began to focus her mind on that goal.
It was not unusual for Nurse Lankford to indulge in Cheryl's body after the bath, But there would not be time for that today. The nurse moved the cart next to the bed. "Turn this way." She pulled on Cheryl's hips until she was perched on the edge of the bed. "Lie back. Now spread your legs wide. Grab your ankles." The nurse carefully spread a layer of foamy soup onto the tender labia, then systematically removed every speck of pubic hair. "All done. Get into bed now."
The nurse collected her equipment, extinguished the light, and locked the door behind her. Cheryl was again exhausted and soon fell sound asleep.
****** Master Thomas cursed the dreams he had had during the two previous nights. His little sex slave, trapped under his body, screaming as he drove his hardened cock into her tight little body. He had to command every ounce of discipline within him as he forced his fingers to type out the orders for her to go to the brothel, and be prepared for her appointment with Fred Lockload. Nurse Lankford appeared promptly at 8:00, but remained silent as she placed the coffee cup on his desk. He handed her the sheet of paper. Immediately she left the room.
Cheryl followed Nurse Lankford through the endless tunnel. The nurse set a brisk pace as she chatted words of advice and encouragement. Cheryl enjoyed the flickering light of the candles as they passed between each set. The candles were spaced every 500 feet along both tunnel walls. After they had passed them Cheryl focused on the dim light of the next set. They produced only enough light to guide them through the tunnel's darkness. Eventually the candles marked a turning point and they came to a door.
"We are finally here." Nurse Lankford opened the door.
****** Master Thomas looked at the notes scribbled on his appointment schedule. He would be meeting with a young woman and her parents at 9 am. They had written about how mean and cruel she was to her younger brothers and sisters. They had recently found her uncontrollable, and wanted to have her behavior corrected. He looked forward to the new business. His substitute nurse, Miss Strictel, and two guards were stationed outside the door, awaiting the arrival of the new student. He had consulted with them earlier. It was a rainy morning. He began to wonder if the appointment would be postponed.
He turned his attention to his financial records. He heard a disturbance in the hall outside his office. "Mother, Father, you can't bring me hear. This place is awful! Who would ever treat women that way."
Miss Strictel appeared in the doorway of his office. "The new student and her parents are here Master Thomas. Will you see them now? Her voice was cut off, the shrill little voice was ranting again.
Master Thomas met her eyes with a half grin on his face. "Yes Miss Strictel, But would you please have the guards gag her first? And get her some medicine that will calm her down." The nurse disappeared. He welcomed silence filled him with relief as his clients were escorted in. The parents were also apparently relieved. He invited them to sit in the comfortable chairs in front of his desk. The guards practically carried their daughter, forcing her to stand beside the master's desk. They had secured her wrists to her ankles with shackles, but still grasped her shoulders tightly as they stood on each side of her.
Nurse Strictel returned from the wash room. She slipped her finger between the girl's gag, and the edge of her lip. Pulling the lip aside, she inserted the medicine into the girl's mouth. She clamped her nose, forcing her to swallow.
Master Thomas immediately began to assess the prospective student. She was a little over five feet tall. Her angry face seemed somewhat attractive, although her mouth was covered by the gag. She had fire in her blue eyes and long blond hair. Her nice round bust line flowed into the curve of her waist above her well rounded hips. Her white blouse hung loosely around her waist because of her struggling.
"Take her back and get her ready for her entrance exam." The girl seemed a little less feisty as the guards forced her to fallow Nurse Strictel. The parents looked pleased as Master Thomas turned his attention to them. They were eager to hear about his training techniques. Master Thomas carefully explained the different plans he had available. They discussed the various price ranges and how they correlated with amount of time that the training would require. The couple decided on a six month program. Master Thomas listened as they gave him her information, as he drew up the contract. He was a little surprised to learn that she was nineteen years old. It was hard to believe that they had waited so long to have her behavior corrected. They seemed happy and relieved as they counted out the $200 payment.
The couple got up from their seats, voicing their concerns about traveling in the bad weather. Master Thomas understood. He politely escorted them to the door and out to their carriage. After brief goodbyes, they drove away and he swiftly returned to his office. He was almost to his desk when the guards returned, escorting the new student. Her naked body was rosy pink from the scrubbing she had received. Again, Master Thomas acknowledged her beauty to himself as he watched them secure her to the examination table.
With Nurse Strictel's assistance, he examined the girls body, assessing her level of health and fitness. He admired her dainty pink aureolas. Her nipples felt like pencil erasers between his fingers as he squeezed them. Her gag had been removed, but she lay quietly subdued under the effects of the drug she had been given. The procedure was routine. He poked and prodded her with his experienced fingers, noting that she was strong and healthy. He positioned the spreader carefully into the opening of the young woman's vagina and opened it slowly. He leaned over to look into her as he pushed his finger into her freshly cleaned rectum. The candles on the wall behind him perfectly illuminated her opening for him. He noted the the healthy pink tone of the flesh of her interior walls. Then he saw her hymen. He hadn't even considered the possibility of her being a virgin. His breath caught in his throat as his mind quickly began process the possibilities.
