Vlad was doing his rounds at the St. Bathory Home for Wayward Girls. Parents sent their girls here when they threw up their hands and said; you deal with this slut. The Headmistress of St. Bathory's promised these parents that she would return only obedient, respectable girls that the parents could be proud of. There was much unsaid in that promise. Much unsaid indeed.
Vlad walked his hourly round in the incorrigibles ward. This is where the girls who refused to play by the Headmistresses rules were locked down for "special treatments." The ward was in the cellar of the medical building. The rooms were small, windowless cells, most with a single bed and a sink. Vlad peeked in on Hillary. This one was a willful bitch. She sassed back to Mrs. Pennington in history class about Suffragettes not being terrorists. Vlad chuckled looking in a Hilary now, shivering naked on the cold concrete floor. Another week and she'll behave, he thought.
Next, he looked in on Courtney. The little slut was sprawled naked on the bed. With one hand she fondled he nipples while her other hand rubbed her clit. Vlad threw open the door and bellowed, "THIS IS UNNACEPTABLE!" for all on the ward to hear.
Courtney jolted upright. She snatched for something to cover herself with, but she had no blanket or sheets on the moldy bed. For that matter, she had no clothes. She was in the ward for telling dirty jokes during gym class. Now, she was being the dirty slut St. Bathory's was supposed to cure her of. "Please Sir," she stammered, "I was only⦠I was⦠Please don't hurt me!"
Vlad slapped her down. "You're a filthy bitch," he growled. "You can't stop touching yourself. You want to get fuck so bad, don't you slut?'
Courtney cowered in the corner as the huge, orderly methodically took off his uniform and placed it over the towel rack. She shivered at the menace of the scars covering his body. "You wanna be a slut?" he hissed. "You gonna be a slut. You can scream all you want. Ain't no one to hear you but the other sick bitches. Ain't no one going to believe a word your kind says."
Vlad grabbed Courtney by the hair and pulled her forward. She tried to resist, but he easily slapped her arms away and shoved her face into his crotch. "You think about cock all the time, bitch. Now suck a real one!"
Courtney opened her mouth to protest, but Vlad stuck his fingers in to pry her mouth open. As Courtney flailed, he shoved his huge, knobby dick down her throat. Courtney gagged and gasped for air and the cock slammed the back of the mouth. She gagged and coughed and made retching noises. "Don't you dare barf on me," Vlad warned her.
Droll coated her chin and dripped down on her 38 C titties as Vlad continued to skull fuck her. His hand knotted in her hair drove her down and the throbbing dick over and over. Despite the warning, Courtney couldn't suppress the gagging as the cock forced its way down her throat. A thin gusher of partially digested soup sprayed out her nose. "Filthy cunt!" Vlad roared. He pulled his cock out and slapped Courtney back on the bed. He slapped her titties as he reviled her for being such a pig and getting him dirty. "I was gonna be nice to you. You hadda go and be a filthy pig. Your nothing but a filthy pig, so that's what you gonna be."