The Rutherford Academy for young women felt more like a prison sometimes than a college to its student body. The campus stood in a remote part of the countryside, and there were strict rules forbidding the girls from venturing beyond its gates. The school specialized in dealing with problem children, managing their days with strict routine and discipline.
21 year old Breanna was in the cafeteria, grimacing at a tray of plain chicken and rice that looked absolutely revolting. She poked it skeptically with her fork. The meat jiggled sickeningly, and looking at it, she decided she wasn't very hungry.
A taller girl with spiked hair and thick mascara strode coolly over to her table and sat down next to her. Neither woman made any sign to acknowledge the other.
"Selling anything good today?" Bree asked without an upwards glance.
The taller woman, Bonnie, smirked and lifted her book bag onto the bench between them. She pulled it open revealing it's contents. "Check out this premium shit." she said with a cocky grin.
Bree peered discretely into the bag and saw a large, flesh colored dildo pointing up at her. She blushed, darting her eyes back to her tray in surprise. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed. "That's a fucking dick! Why does it come with a belt?" she asked, referring to the straps attached to the base of the toy.
"It's called a strap on, Sweet-pea. You can use it by yourself, but personally, I recommend you get a girl to put it on and give you a good pounding with it. Closest thing to a red blooded man you're gonna get in this hell hole." Bonnie replied, her eyes scanning the room as she spoke.
Bree's cheeks turned pink, and she started to sputter indignantly. "I'm not a fucking lesbian!" she hissed.
"It's not about being a lesbian, it's about getting some dick! Do you want it or not?"
Bree hesitated. It had been so long since she'd had something hard shoved up her cunt, and she could feel herself getting wet just thinking about it.
"How much?" she asked.
"Half a pack."
Bree grumbled, reaching into her sock and pulling out a hand full of cigarettes. She passed them to the taller girl and muttered: "Fine. But that's all I've got."
Bonnie smiled and got up, leaving her back pack behind. "Pleasure doing business, Gorgeous." she said as she walked away. Bree zipped the bag shut and got up a few minutes later, leaving the cafeteria.
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That night, Bree sat in her dorm room as the curfew announcement blasted over the PA. Students were required to be in their rooms by eleven o'clock each night. Guards roamed the halls after dark, ensuring no one was where they weren't supposed to be.
Bree sighed, laying back on her bed with a thud. She glanced sideways at the backpack she'd gotten from Bonnie as it sat on the floor next to her. She licked her lips, then reached for it, opening it up to get another look at her recent purchase.
Just then, the dorm room door swung open, and Bree's younger sister Paige rushed in, slamming it behind her again and giggling as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Woo! Just made it!" she laughed, leaning back against the closed door.
"You cut it a bit close, today, Sis. Keep this up and you'll be moved to the high security wing."
Paige scoffed and came into the room, flopping down at the foot of her sister's bed. The 19 year old eyed the bag Bree was holding curiously. "Whatcha got there?" she asked.
Bree grinned. "Something I got from Bonnie today." she said. "Wanna see?" She handed her sister the bag and sat back on her pillow.
Paige looked inside, and burst with laughter, pushing the bag closed again almost immediately. "No way! Is that a fucking dildo?" she asked, before taking another look.
"Yup. I've been thinking about it and I've decided to call him Melvin. Melvin, meet Paige. Paige, Melvin."
Paige cackled louder, falling back on the bed and kicking her legs out.
There was a loud thumping at the door and a gruff voice suddenly bellowed: "Keep it down in there, ladies!"
Paige fell silent and sat up again, looking thoughtfully at the backpack. "Hey, can I borrow him sometime?" she asked quietly.
Bree frowned at her sister and yanked the bag away from her. "Jesus, I haven't even had a chance to try him out yet." she said.
"Oh.. Right. Well, when are you gonna use him? There aren't exactly a lot of places in this dump where you can get some privacy."
"Well..." Bree answered, pulling the device out of the backpack. "It's actually more than just a dildo... See?" she showed her sister the straps. "It's kind of a... toy for two."
Paige gaped as she realized what she was looking at. "Shit, Bree... I know it's been a while for you, but I didn't realize you were going lez on me!" she exclaimed.
Bree furrowed her brow and whacked Paige's arm with the rubber phallus. "Hey, shut up! It's not being lez! It's just... getting cock the only way I can in this hell hole."
Paige shrugged her shoulders. "I suppose.. Well, who are you gonna use it with, then? You gonna sneak someone in here or something?"
Bree lowered her eyes and fiddled with the corner of her pillow. "Well... I was thinking... why sneak someone in? I mean... you're here, right?"
Paige's jaw dropped. "You can't be serious!" she said with a nervous laugh.