It was raining as her mother stopped the car in front of The Richmond House, a rehabilitation center for girls. Setting in the office of Claire Jackson, the director. Annie just listened with a totally disinterested look as the woman explained the program offered at Richmond House. "We accept girls with all sorts of what the courts want to call social disorders." Claire said.
When Annie's mother started to discuss all of Annie's failings like running away and lying and stealing money, Claire just waved her off. "That simply is not what's important to us." Claire said. She looked at Annie. "I assure you that I will deliver back to you a respectful, conscientious daughter who is ready to function well in this world of ours."
"Well, I guess that's all I can ask." Annie's mother stood and thanked Claire, ran a hand over her daughter's head and left. Claire stood and said. "Follow me."
Claire walked Annie up a flight of stairs and down a long hall to what would be her room for the next three months. The meager allotment of clothing and personal items she had been allowed to bring along, a single suitcase, had already been removed from the trunk of her mom's car and placed on her bed.
Claire said. "Set down." And pointed to a chair against the far wall next to a window. As Annie moved to the chair, Claire unzipped the suitcase and dumped it on the bed.
Annie objected. "Hey, that's my stuff."
Claire walked around the bed and up close to Annie. She placed a single finger on the girl's lips. "Shush." She instructed.
"Shush?" Annie said. "What the fuck does that mean?"
Claire knelt in front of Annie and took her face in both hands and looked at her. "Now listen to me." Claire said. "I never like disciplining, but I promise you I will. When I do, you won't like it either." She stood up but was still looking at Annie. "Do you understand me?"
Annie set still for a few seconds but when Claire's stare failed to end, she just nodded. Claire went back to her objective on the bed.
As she sorted through Annie's clothes, she made no comment until she picked up a bra. She walked it over to a trashcan and held it. She looked at Annie and put a finger to her lips indicating that she should be quiet. She dropped the bra into the can. She returned to the bed. "Black lacy bras do not belong here." She said.
As Claire continued to sort Annie's clothes, she began picking out underwear. When she had gathered up all five pair she had brought, she looked at Claire as she held out the tiny bikini panties. "Disgusting." She said and proceeded to toss them into the can as well.
"What am I supposed to wear?" Annie said. Claire immediately stopped what she was doing and walked back to in front of Annie. Annie reflectively covered her face.
Claire set down on the edge of the bed near Annie. "Is that what you're wearing now?"
Annie nodded.
"Give them to me." Claire demanded.
"But." Annie started. Claire leaned over and put the fingers of her left hand under Annie's chin, then she raised her right hand and Annie flinched.
"It would be so easy." Claire said. "It would be so much easier if you just did what you were told. Give them to me."
Annie slowly stood and unbuttoned her jeans, pulling down the zipper. Her hands were trembling as she lowered her jeans and stepped out of them. With her thumbs now in the waistband of her panties, she eased them over her hips and down her thighs. She stepped out of them. Claire looked at the girl. She was tall and slim and tan and gorgeous. 'I do love my job' she thought.
Clair held out her hand and Annie placed the pair of panties in it. Claire then bent down and pulled out a drawer in a nightstand beside Annie. She removed a package of six white cotton boy's briefs. She ripped the package open and handed a pair to Annie.
Annie looked at them and started to object again. Claire unfolded the briefs and held them by the top. "In." She ordered. Annie lifted a foot and stepped into them and then the other. Slowly Claire worked the briefs up her legs and over her butt. When they were in place, Claire ran her hands over the girl's hips and bottom. "Good fit." She said. "Now the bra."
Annie pulled her tee shirt over her head and unsnapped the front clasp of her bra. She pealed it off and handed it to Claire.
Claire dropped the items in the can and went back to the bed to sort the rest of Annie's clothes. Everything else she had brought was apparently acceptable except for one top that was cropped at mid stomach. That was also tossed. "Put your things away. Your dinner will be at six." Claire looked at her watch. "Thirty minutes." She picked up the trashcan and left the room closing the door.
Annie heard the door click so she immediately went to try the knob. The room locked from the hallway. Claire stood on the other side of the door and watched as the knob tried to turn. She smiled.
Shortly after six, a girl about her own age, arrived to lead her to the cafeteria. At six forty five, the same girl returned and looked at the barely touched food and led her back to her room.
Annie had read a long list of house rules framed on the wall. So when the lights blinked at ten P.M. she knew it was bedtime. She removed her jeans and crawled into bed in her tee and new little boy pants that she hated.
Thirty minutes later she was still awake when she heard a key slide into the lock on the door. When it opened Claire was standing there. She closed the door and walked over to the bed. "I knew you would still be awake. It's so hard to adjust the first few nights." Claire stood beside Annie's bed and unbuckled the belt of her skirt. She stepped out of it letting it lay on the floor. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and it fell from her shoulders to join the skirt. Claire unsnapped her bra and dropped it. She ran her fingers over her breasts as she always did when they were first freed. Claire watched the girl as she watched Claire.
"How about I help you relax so you can get to sleep?" Claire whispered.
"I'm fine." Annie protested.
"OK, then how about you help me relax?" Claire's thumbs found the top of her panties and she pushed them down and stepped out of them. She raised a knee and eased herself up onto the bed. When Annie started to roll away, Claire grabbed her arm and pushed her onto her back. She lowered her mouth next to Annie's ear. "Easy, hard, I really don't care but we are going to do this." She placed a kiss on Annie's cheek. "But truly. I much prefer easy."
Claire straddled the girl and worked her way up so her sex was directly over Annie's mouth. Claire patted Annie's cheek. "This is how I get to know each of my new girls." Claire lowered herself to Annie's lips and held herself there. Finally she felt the glorious touch of a young girl's tongue. "Oh yes," She whispered. "Right there."
Claire was working her hips as Annie ran her tongue along her labia. "In side me." Claire said. Annie eased her tongue into Claire's vagina and worked it around. Claire was breathing hard and humping Annie's face. She had been grunting for a few minutes and her juices were dripping on Annie's chin. When her orgasm hit, Claire wrapped her fingers in Annie's hair and held her tight as she came in waves.
A few minutes later, Claire was leaning her head against the wall as Annie began to squirm, still trapped beneath her. Claire's breathing was calming and she let out a soft laugh as she imagined the young girl struggling between her legs. Slowly she lifted her right leg and rolled over. She slid down onto her back next to Annie.
When she looked over at the girl, Annie was looking back at her. "Again." Claire said and pulled the girl over on top of her and then, with her hands on Annie's shoulders, she pushed the girl down between her legs. Claire drew her knees up high and took Annie's head in her hands, guiding her lips back to her sex.
Without protest, Annie pushed her tongue deep into Claire. "Let's take our time sweetie. We have plenty." Claire whispered.
Annie began to make long licks along her labia and flicking her tongue over Claire's clit. Claire began a slow rocking of her hips in time with Annie's tongue. When she finally had her second orgasm, she locked her legs around Annie's head and fucked herself onto her mouth until all trace of passion had passed. She eventually let her legs fall to the bed and in a few more minutes she rolled the girl over and got up. She went into the bathroom. When she returned, she had a warm wet cloth and she washed Annie's face.
Claire leaned down and placed a soft but very passionate kiss onto Annie's lips. "You were wonderful." She said. Annie didn't move. "I have you for the next three months" Claire kissed her again. "I'm going to make a very responsible and reliable and loving girl out of you."
She saw Annie nod her head. Claire leaned in with her lips close to Annie's ear. "I will be asking a lot of you." Annie nodded again. Claire wrapped the fingers of her left hand into Annie's hair. She twisted hard so she knew it hurt. "I never want to hear you use the word NO again." Annie nodded. Claire kissed her again and let her tongue slide into her mouth. She then released Annie and stood. She gathered up her clothes and slowly dressed as Annie watched. She left, closing the door. Annie heard the lock click
It had been three days since her arrival and her late night visit from Claire. She was settled into a daily schedule of chores and counseling sessions and a small amount of free time with the other girls. That's where she was now, reading a magazine in the large common area, when Patty Ferguson, another resident and the girl who led her to daily meals, stopped in front of her. "Claire wants to see you on her office."
