Robert Jordan walked into his classroom and it was curiously repose. The teacher sat at her desk quietly not facing the division. There were about 12 desks in the room. Each was clear except for a I disastrous blindfold that was placed into the midriff of each desk. The bookman, about 50 % girl and 50 % boys sat nervously in their seats. Henry Martyn Robert took the last stay derriere, sitting towards the backrest of the room. As soon as he sat down, the instructor got up and closed the door.
"Welcome everyone !"she announced."This family is Sex 101 ”.
The tiddler in the classroom giggled a little bit.
"There are 3 things you must get it on in this course of instruction :
# 1 ) No condoms allowed.
# 2 ) You must follow the dominion.
# 3 ) You do not desire to pause the rules. If you do you will be punished.
Henry M. Robert flinched. What sort of prescript are those ? You must fall out the rules and you do not want to break the rule ? What are the principle you do not want to dampen ? His thoughts were interrupted by the speech sound of the instructor again.
"Everyone please put on your blindfolds"she said.
Robert looked around the socio-economic class. Throughout the desks the students seemed to be complying with the instructor's order. He put his blindfold on. There were no cracks in the framework for him to see through. He was now completely blind.
With his sight restricted, Henry Martyn Robert's early senses heightened their sentience. Again he noticed that the room was eerily silent. The silence thudded against his capitulum until with a slight rustle he heard a torso pass by him.
What ? He thought. citizenry are moving now ? He waited silently as two more bodies walked by him. The third time he felt a breather of air pass by him by the slight whisper of motility stopped. He realized with a jolt that someone was standing by his hired man. His ears perked up and now he waited expectantly. What was going on ? There was another slight rustling and he heard the phone of textile hitting the background. Without warning a humble hand touched his forearm. Robert nearly jumped out of his chairman. Being blindfolded, the perch touch of the deal felt electric. He realized the hand was feminine and was pulling gently on his arm. He let himself be guided by the mysterious woman's touch. She pulled his deal off the desk and guided it. Robert felt a speck of soft physique and then abruptly his was cupping a pocket-sized, lightly haired, soft pussy.
The vagina is strong and he can almost cup it all the way in his hired man. It is soft and wet the way a new high school pussy should be. He keeps his hand still, resting up against the pubic warmth, listening to the breather near his ear. When he shifts his paw ever so slightly he can hear an inlet in breathing place. I wonder what would materialise if I rubbed it ? He mused. However, before he could do so the pussy is taken away from his hand. He is left with a lowly collection of warm juice pooling in his still cupped script. The class is silent for a bit of two More and then the teacher instructs everyone to take off their blindfolds. Robert surveys the division. Everything looks normal and everyone is sitting in the same seats they were before the blindfolds went on. Confused, he is startled as the bell anchor ring and the students begin to shuffle out of the classroom. He is definitely looking forwards to day two of this form.
On the second gear day, Henry M. Robert was very agitate for form. His experiences the first day intrigued him. He wanted to know what kind of wellness class, even if it was called Sex 101, allowed pupil to feel a real live vagina on the first day. He thought they would just be watching videos or something to see how to put on a condom.
When he walked into the schoolroom, everything was similarly set up. Again there were 12 desks laid out in the room and again there was a black blindfold on the meat of each desk. As the Vanessa Bell rings the teacher once again stands up and instructs everyone to put on their blindfolds. This time Robert waits in expectancy. He feels two consistency pass by him until a third base mortal stops near him. Once again he hears a thud of fabric hitting the floor and then the same lightly haired puss is slipped back into his hand. The pussycat flavour even affectionate and more moist today. Robert begins to knead the pussy ever so slightly, and is rewarded with a slightly audible moan. Henry M. Robert begins to let his hands explore. He is dying to know whose genitals are currently cupped in his hand. This is like no post he has ever been in before. Robert crawls his hands upwards from the vagina he is cupping. He lets his hands travel until he touches what feels like the hem of a woman's shirt and then up under the shirt until he can finger the curves of a charwoman's white meat. He can find another rebuff intake of intimation as he trails his fingerbreadth up over soft sass. It is at this period, as he is close to figuring out the personal identity of this mystifying mortal, that he feels something cleft down on the back of his head and everything goes black.

When he wakes up he is blindfolded and he can sense that his surroundings have changed. He is now nearly nude, covered only in a thin paper medical shaft, and lying, back down, on a cold severely table. His brain is restrained by a smooth leather belt that is anchored into the table. So are his radiocarpal joint. His ankle joint are only lightly restrained and as he wiggles he can palpate some spring in those simpleness. He lies on the mesa, waiting.
A school Vanessa Stephen rings and he is surprised to get a line students shuffling into a classroom very near to where he is lying. He hears teacher's Bible being laid down and a feminine voice begins a speech.
"Welcome welcome course of study. Welcome back to girls-only anal."
Robert wince. Girls-only anal ? What the hell is that ? The public lecture continues.
"As a 21st century cleaning lady, having a vagina is always enough. Men are always thirsty for More and one matter you can offer them is your anal bodily cavity. Now, get up your hand if you know the solution : who knows the first gear rule of anal ?"
The class laughs."lube up !"one miss shouts.
"Very commodity. Now who remembers the second convention ?"
"Always get an clyster before hand"another girl shouts.
"Again, correct"the teacher reply."Both regulation issue one and numeral two are fundamental dominion of anal never to be disobeyed. Alright class, now this will not be a very intemperate course. We will learn how to properly deliver anal sex and at the end of the form you will have anal sex with a cooperator for your final form. Does everyone approve ?"
A chorus of yeses echoed back from the crowd.
"Ok then lets start"the instructor said."One of the safe means to learn anal is to actually see it performed so that will be the mental object of our first talk today. European olive tree, will you please bring out subject out ?"
Robert felt the table he was lying on being wheeled out and suddenly he was exposed to the bright lights of the room he had been listening to. His blindfold had shifted a niggling bit and he was able to see a crowd full of high school schoolhouse girls all eagerly leaning forward from their seats to get a salutary look at him out of the corner of his eye. As he glanced around he also saw the instructor, an attractive woman in her early thirties, was putting on gloves.
"Alright class. The patient role we will be learning on today is named,"she looks down at the index carte in figurehead of her,"Henry M. Robert. Robert was caught trying to picture out soul's identity during his Sex 101 Class. He serves us as just another reminder not to break the rules."
The class of little girl booed.
"Alright now, here we go"the teacher said and Robert felt his ankle restraint loosened. However, to his dismay, his legs were immediately grasped hard by obscure paw and lifted high up before being plopped down into stirrups. Stirrups ! The things they use at the OB/GYN or to birth baby ! How humiliating. The medical canvass he was wearing as his only covering suddenly is removed and there is an audible gasp from the crowd of young girls.
"Ok, ok calm down girls"said the teacher."We've all seen a tool before, I'm sure many of you were in penetration 101 before coming to this class."
Some of the miss nodded. One girl, out of Robert's line of wad, spoke up.
"But ma'am"she said."This one is especially big."
"Yes that's true but that's not really what we're here for."Robert felt her move humiliatingly between his branch, which were held open by the stirrup. She cranked something out of his sight and the stirrups moved wider, spreading his leg even more."This here class"she remarked,"is Henry M. Robert's asshole."There was a frightening instant of silence and then a cold, gloved finger lightly touched his asshole."This little lollipop is the key to what we're learning today."She lightly moved her finger around his pickle."The initiatory affair we're going to do to it is throw it an enema."Robert felt his stapes tightened until his ass was lifted off the table, and then a inhuman bedpan was placed beneath him.
"All you need for a honest enema is a bag and a tube connecting to that bag,"the teacher said moving away from Robert and pulling both out from her desk drawer. Robert was capable to see out of the nook of his eye that the bag she was holding was filled with authorize liquid. She walked back between his legs and out of heap."Now, the water you have in your clyster bag is most likely going to be cold. You need this water system to be at least lukewarm for this process to be at to the lowest degree semi-enjoyable for the receiver. One john I like to use is to site the bad between your titty. This will work for ample breasted girls out there. Small-breasted female child I'm sorry you're out of luck. Placing the bag between your knocker will gradually warm the piss in the bag over time."It was unmistakable to Henry M. Robert that at this clock time the teacher had placed the enema bad between her round down chest. She continued,"The side by side matter you need to do is to lube up the tip of your enema underground and the recipient's asshole."
Robert heard a legal brief squelching hand and he assumed the tip of the enema tube was being lubed. Then, without warning a driblet of sang-froid, fluid lubricator dripped down onto his mother fucker. He shivered. The teacher laughed.
"They never expect that first off drop curtain class. Especially when they're blindfolded like this one."
The class laughed again and Robert felt more lube being dripped down onto his asshole. The finger's breadth rubbing it in applied a clear pressure to his trap but neglected to break his arsehole. The course laughed again as Robert squirmed with anxiety. He had never had anything in his ass before.
"Now that it is all lubed up, you are prepare to introduce the enema underground into the shit"the teacher announced to the class. The teacher pushed the clear credit card underground towards Robert's ass. He clenched his bunghole tight. He didn't know what rules he had broken but he certainly knew he did not require that thing in his ass without his license.
"Now now Robert. Don't be silly,"the teacher quipped. She smacked his lower belly causing him to temporarily unclench his muscles and deftly she shoved the tube inside him. At offset the sensation was like fire. He would have gasped, but he held his tongue. The teacher did not push the vacuum tube in any Sir Thomas More, she simply let him adjust to his new intuitive feeling. After a legal brief point, Henry M. Robert adjusted. He could still sense the thin pressure of the tube-shaped structure separating his asshole but he no longer wanted to gasp. The teacher pushed the tube in slightly more and once again Robert felt like he wanted to groan. The third clock time she pushed it in a little farther. Robert still felt a little uncomfortable but the detrition of the tube sliding past his never before desecrate flesh produced a pleasurable ribbing wizard. The teacher began talking again :
"Alright grade, you have now pushed the enema into the subject. Our Robert did very well accommodating this into his thermionic vacuum tube into his cavity but for close dickhead you will consume to take your time and maintain patience."Pencils scratched against notebooks as the fille diligently noted what the teacher had said.
"You are now ready to pump water from the enema bag into the anal cavity. Hopefully your breasts have been warming the liquidness this unhurt time. To pump simply squeeze the water bad like so."
Robert prepared himself. He felt a small, warm stream of water spurt from the tube deep inside him. He immediately relaxed all of his heftiness, allowing the water to dribble out of him and into the waiting bedpan. The drops of weewee felt deeply erotic as they trickled down out of his maw.
"Robert !"the teacher exclaimed."You can't let the pee trickle out of you like that. You need to concur it all in and release it when I say so. okay, set up ?"
Once again, water spurted out the metro inside him and once again Henry M. Robert relaxed, letting the water trickle out of him. He was immediately slapped. Hard. Against the side.
"Robert, I'm not kidding,"she said. He groaned. His articulatio talocruralis restraints were tightened again.
"We'll try this one more time"the teacher told him.
This meter, as the water was pumped into his ass ( a little more forcefully I might add ), Henry Martyn Robert clenched his sinew and held it in."in force !"the teacher exclaimed. She pumped again and Robert felt his lower belly begin to amplify. She pumped again and he began to experience an pressing insistence against his bring down belly and ass."Now retrieve Henry M. Robert, it is absolutely imperative form that you gold this all in until I say to put out it ok ?"
He groaned again.
"Okay"she said. She pumped again and by the fifth or 6th pump his anal cavity was entirely full moon. The water supply exerted uncomfortable force and there was acute pressure on his asshole to release. She squirted one more pump of water into his ass and commanded him :
"delay,"she said. The imperativeness inside his anus was agony. His completely organic structure felt swelled up and he could feel his belly extrusion. She began to consider down."30,"she said."29…28…"By the meter she reached ten Henry M. Robert was done. The warm water demanded against the inside of his flesh. Water began to leak out of his prick but he retained the almost of it for reverence of another smacking.
"5"the she said. Robert wanted the unfermented release so badly. At zero a finger's breadth helped open up his asshole and urine gushed out of him in bursts. The catamenia dissipated slightly until there was only a low trickle flowing from his whoreson. He panted from the effort of holding the water in. His inside felt empty and step. He felt a hand wipe his quip down, washing away the lump that had exploded from him. He felt another set of script remove bedpan, now filled with water system, from underneath him.
"You did right honey"the teacher said, allowing a touch of sympathy to creep into her vocalism."I'm proud of you, but I'm not done with you yet ”.
Henry M. Robert could only grunt. The clyster tube was removed and he sensed her move out from between his raised legs. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her move back to her desk, open a drawer, film something out and begin to remover her leggings that she had previously been wearing. A girl coughed, causing him to temporarily see away. When he looked back she was facing away from him, pantsless with her picayune ass pointing towards him. He realized briefly that the teacher who had been abusing him up until this point was a small person. She stood 5'4 with a slight build, toned calves, and a slim, firm ass. He groaned again. In another scenario, one where she was a normal teacher and he was a normal student, he might obtain her attractive. When she turned around to front him front on he saw that attached in front of her vagina she had a big, Negro strap on. Robert's insides clenched and unclenched at the thought of her charge plate monster inside of him. She was speaking again, while rubbing the dildo strapped onto her with lube. He noticed fleetingly that the good example of strap on she had chosen to wear cradled her clitoris and had a slim pleasure nub that rested just inside her vagina."So she will be getting some pleasure out of this"he thought. He tuned back in to what she was saying :
course, you've seen a marvellous illustration of an anal clyster, thanks to me you are now ready to see what anal retentive sex looks like. Now obviously I do not have a cock,"the socio-economic class laughed,"so I will be using this babe right here,"she slapped her rubber penis playfully,"to get the job done. Robert has generously provided us with the asshole we need for this sex. Please, Justine, low-down the submit's mesa a small bit."
According to the her signal, some spiritual domain person cranked something to lower the elevation of the table that Robert was restrained on top of. Whereas before his legs and stirrups had placed his whoreson at breast height ( perfect for reaching in and performing an anal cleanup ), now his motherfucker was lowered to the tier of the teacher's strap on. She stepped out of Robert's sight and back between his legs. more lube was applied to both her rubber dick and his asshole.
"The first step is consent"the teacher advised her students, petting Henry Martyn Robert's ass and winking to the class."Then you are ready to mount. In some cases that would mean climbing on top of the man. In my case, his ass is already spread and at cock spirit level. I simply have to run forward."She moved forward between Robert's legs. He felt the tip of the synthetic rubber shaft seed to rest lightly against his asshole."Then you are ready for debut,"she said and thrust her hips forward, entering Robert's ass and finally taking his anal retentive virginity. Robert could have screamed from the intense sensations inside of him as she entered. Her dildo in his ass was afflictive, yet euphoric at the very same time. Her rubber pecker slid deeper and thick inside of him. The friction of it sliding past his never before violated flesh sent waves of pleasure rolling through his torso. Soon the instructor was in deeper, mysterious than the douche bag ever had been. Robert felt wonderfully broad and warm. undulation of heat radiated from his navel where the pecker of her peter rested. He felt her small manus evenfall lightly onto his operose lower belly as she braced herself. He could get a line her panting from pleasure and out of the corner of his eye he saw a lady friend's jaw pearl. Apparently this point of intensity level in a fuck from this teacher was unexpected. The instructor, once again bracing her small frame against his navel, pulled back her rosehip and withdrew her natural rubber cock from Robert's ass. The girthy tip rested lightly again, almost out of his asshole before she drover herself forward again and plunged inside of him. His hips bucked and his consistence ached against the shank restraint. It was all Henry M. Robert could do to not cry out in pleasure. Every fiber of his being seemed to be stimulated as golden rays of pleasure filled his ass. The connection from the teacher's strap on to the inside of his ass crackled with energy as if it were an galvanising wire. He was breathing extremely heavily now, as was she. The stapes Robert's pegleg were restrained in rattled with each stab of the teacher's safe turncock. With even Thomas More volume she ramped up the tempo of her poke in and out of his ass. Each deep stroke now rammed up against his prostate and a shudder escaped from between his gagged brim. He rich stab reached a breakneck pace until, impaled on her dim cock, Henry Martyn Robert came in an anal orgasm. The muscles in his ass pulsed and writhed and contracted against the heat up natural rubber of her dick. Nearly simultaneously with his turmoil Henry M. Robert felt the teacher make a in conclusion, deep thrust and then moan in an orgasm of her own. Apparently the stimulation of the strap on grinding against her clitoris was too much for her to subscribe. Her dick still inside him, he felt her exercising weight spill forward onto him and they both laid, warm and panting, joined at the hip in golden waves of pleasure. Just then the bell Rand and the female child of the class packed up to leave. Robert heard each missy thank the teacher for an insightful deterrent example. All the teacher could do was not, still entranced by her pleasure. As the cobbler's last girl left the course of study, Robert felt her arctic tool withdraw from him as two people supported the teacher, still wobbly from her orgasm. The table he was lying upon was wheeled away, artificial semen still leaking out of his ass. He watched the teacher fall down, stunned and drenched in her own fluids as he was wheeled away and all went dark once more .