Chapter 4: It's All on Camera
The dinning hall was nearly full by the time we arrived. Amy led directly to our table and we took the last empty seats. Almost as if planned, Alice was seated directly across from me. "Why was she always trying to get close to me, trying to touch me, trying to arouse me?" I wondered.
I saw her lips moving but didn't hear her words. There was a low din humming throughout the room. I concentrated on her mouth. Was she forming two words? Was it 'Maybe soon?" I couldn't tell, but I figured she was trying to put the make on me. She was honing my appetite, but not for food.
A chime sounded once. I expected the silence to ensue, but the only change I noticed was everyone started to lade their plates with food and pass the serving bowls around the table. My buddies were still whispering, with occasional giggles and glances towards me.
Mistress Tammy must have noticed my questioning looks. She said, "Lunch time is much more relaxed, Jenny. The staff does not dine with us so we can chat and relax as long as we maintain a level of decorum. Although they may pass through monitoring, you only need to give them your attention if they approach our table and speak to you."
"That's a relief," I thought just as a serving bowl of warm zucchini soup was passed to me. I took a small ladle full. Next was an Apple, Walnut and Beet salad. Then entrees: asparagus, yams and slices of Monkfish. It was a large offering for lunch but I took only small helpings of each.
Leaning toward Amy, I whispered, "Is there always so much food served at lunch?"
"Yes, but if you noticed, the whole table only has a small total amount. It's one of the ways that we are trained to share between buddies. You did very well by taking small helpings, yet trying all of the diversity offered."
I added sauce to my asparagus, split my yam and put in a dollop of whipped butter before tasting my soup. It was delicious with a sprinkling of nutmeg, as was my salad that followed. The table had hushed some and I looked up to see everyone watching me eat. Just as they had voyeuristically enjoyed my night with Tammy and Amy, they were pleased and smiling again. My other appetite was now being whetted.
Even more so when I saw Alice, she had picked up a spear and was sucking it into her mouth, pulling back out, then in again. Each time, some of the creamy white sauce disappeared. She was sucking tips. "So much for decorum in the dinning room," I thought. "I'm going to be more delicate."
I cut a small bite of asparagus and put in my mouth without breaking eye contact. The sauce tasted of honey and pepper. Alice pulled the long, full spear out of her mouth. No sauce could be seen. I took another small bite. Alice took another spear. It disappeared like the last and came back out cleaned of all its creamy white sauce. I was boiling now.
We continued the competition. She cleaned her long, thin, green dicks. I swallowed mine in small bites. When the last clean spear hit her plate, she leaned her head back, slightly, opened her mouth and showed me her tongue swirling through a lake of white. A small orgasm hit me, then and there. Did she know about this morning? Had she seen me sucking Master Christian? Had the whole scene been taped and shown to everyone?
Amy's hand on my leg startled me. She whispered, "Very good. Don't let her teasing get to you. Just go with it but don't give in. You'll annoy the hell out of her and when she becomes desperate, you'll control the situation."
"But I'm so horny," I whispered back. "I came with Master Christian this morning and was still horny when we came into the dining room. I just came from watching Alice and I'm still horny. I could suck a pair of cocks right now I'm so horny."
"I'll explain it all this afternoon. Remember, I promised to see that my sister would get her satisfaction," Amy said. "Now it's time to finish lunch."
Our buddies were no longer watching. They had returned to eating, with knives and forks. "Like cultured young ladies should," I thought. I cut a bite from the fish strip and began eating my own lunch. The fish and yam were very good. The yam had that now familiar honey-pepper taste. The fish had a slightly sour, citric taste; a very nice contrast, yet complimenting the whole meal.
As I put my last bite of asparagus in my mouth, I saw Alice was still fingering her food. "Humph, how inelegant. No lady there," entered my mind. I tried to ignore her as Amy advised, but I was still drawn to her actions. My appetite still had a keen edge. She wanted to tease me some more. She was rubbing the spear tip along the open slit in the yam, which was spread open, much as I imagined a woman would flower.
A few strokes along the lips, dipping the tip into the butter, a few more strokes and back to almost penetrating before she moved the spear to her mouth for a bite. She repeated the cycle with the shorter but firmer spear. Again and again, she cycled the green dicks through pleasuring her pussy-yam until with the last one when she sank a full-length green dick into her mouth and swallowed. I came hard, barely containing my moan.
Amy shouted out, "STOP IT ALICE. That's enough."
"That's enough from all of you," said Mistress Tammy. "No more game playing Alice. And you Amy, I surprised that you would shout in here. Everyone busy your selves with eating now. There's not much time left." Between the two of them, they startled everybody and drew attention away from me. I was relieved for that.
Mistress Steph's watchful eyes had not miss the scene. She was approaching our table. "What was that kerfuffle all about Miss Amy?" she asked.
Amy stuttered before saying, "I was sickened at seeing Miss Alice eating with her fingers. I just lost control." "I'm sorry Alice. I shouldn't have shouted at you," Amy apologized.
Mistress Steph merely replied, "Amy, you and Jenny have one hour to complete Jenny's electives' selection and review her class schedules. Then report to me in the admin office."
Turning toward the head of the table, Mistress Steph said, "Immediately after lunch, I want to see you in my office Miss Tammy."
About twenty minutes after Mistress Steph walked away, the final chime sounded. Everyone rose and began filing out of the dining hall. Most of the faces from our table were somber. All were quiet. I saw Mistress Anna at the door; she gave me a quick smile and a wink, but didn't say anything.
Amy took my hand and literally dragged me up the stairs, still not saying anything. When the door to our dorm room closed, I asked, "Why the outburst? You drew everybody's attention and probably got us in trouble with Mistress Steph."
"It was the only thing I could think of at the time," Amy said. "I couldn't let you fall into her trap. I didn't have time to explain at lunch, but now I had better. But we don't have much time before reporting to the admin office. I'll tell you while we take a shower."
She stripped off her skirt first. I saw it was soppy wet and cream was running down her legs. "Oh sis," I said. "You came, too? It must have been as good for you as it was for me." I pulled off my skirt and checked myself. "Maybe she came even harder than I did?"
We finished stripping. Stepped into our bath slippers and headed to the showers, detouring only long enough to drop our soiled uniforms in the pickup hamper. We walked hand-in hand, with her talking all the way. She began by telling me about Alice.
"I should have warned you sooner. While the school tries to train us to give and share all of our pleasures, but Alice plays by her own agenda. She has nearly been expelled twice and is only being allowed to finish school because her mother is an alumnus of the school.
"Her mother owns the largest escort service in London and a chain of brothels across the country. Alice was a full-blown lesbian dominatrix even before she matriculated. She tries to seduce every girl that enters school and turn them into submissive lesbians. If she succeeds, the girls then spend most of their time on their knees servicing her or servicing others at Alice's directions."
We had stepped into the shower and were soaping each other as she continued; "She often takes one or two of her conquests home with her on break. You should hear the tales they tell when they get back. She coaxes them into gangbangs, dungeon orgies, even street whoring.
"Most of them turn after they come back and have nothing to do with her afterwards, but not all. Just last year, two didn't return. That's why she was nearly expelled. She's recruiting our young ladies to work in her mother's brothels. You can bet those two are even now working at one of her mother's businesses."
We were out of the shower and drying ourselves, now. We hadn't fondle or excited each other and the straight forward way that Amy explained everything had not stimulated me anymore, but I could still feel a fire smoldering between my legs. She took my hand, still talking as we headed back to our bed area.
"You can see how dangerous it will be if you fall for her wiles. The best thing you can do is to ignore her direct teasing and on every approach put her off. She'll finally cave. When she does; she'll drop to her knees and beg you to let her pleasure you. That's when you have the upper hand and control her.
