Boarding School Sex Training-Chapter 1

This story is collaboration between Lady Dreamer and Powerone. Copyrighted 2002. It is a story of the coercion of a young lady, Rachel, to fulfill the sexual desires of her older Guardian. In order to gain the inheritance that is rightfully hers, she must consent to be trained by the Headmaster to service her Guardian. She will be taught to experience pleasure against her own will and to give pleasure against her will. She will be trained in all the perversions of the flesh. Powerone can be reached at controlher@hotmail.com

Her Guardians Wishes-Chapter One

Michael has been the Headmaster of a very exclusive all girls boarding school for over ten years. Michael is very much a lover of the female figure; he appreciates shape and form of women and above all, likes to take pleasure from them whether they wish it or not. He likes to force them to feel pleasure that they might not wish to feel or experience. Michael’s philosophy is absolute obedience to his word and his school is very strict. Students are brought up to respect adults and not to question them. Any disobedience is quickly punished. All of the instructors at the school are male.

The tuition at the school costs more than $150,000 per year and the student’s guardians enroll them at the school. The guardians are all very wealthy older gentlemen. They became guardians over the students when their parents had died.

The students are sexually naïve and when they became eighteen the real purpose of the school becomes evident. This is the story of one of these students, Rachel.

Rachel has a slender figure, medium height, peaches and cream complexion, long wavy brown hair and unusual gray/blue eyes. She turned eighteen years old today and has been at the boarding school since she was ten. Her parents were killed in an automobile accident. Stephen, her Guardian was a good friend of her mother and as Rachel had no other relatives, he petitioned the court for custody of Rachel. Stephen is a very rich and powerful man. He had no trouble convincing the court that he could care for Rachel. While Stephen does maintain contact with Rachel, her real guardian is Michael. She adores him (hero worship), thinks the world of him and would do whatever he wants. She would not even think of questioning his authority. The one time she did, when she was twelve, Michael had taken her over his lap and spanked her ass. That was the last time she ever questioned him.

As Rachel entered the classroom, Mr. Johnson called her over. Rachel is wearing the standard dress for the school. This consists of a white, button down blouse, plaid skirt, saddle shoes and socks. Although Rachel thought the blouses were a little too transparent (you could see the outline of her bra underneath) and the skirts a little too short (they were three inches above the knees) she does not complain. The only males she ever saw were the instructors and although she felt sometime that they were looking at her strange lately, she ignored the feeling.

“Yes, Sir,” said Rachel.

“Headmaster Michael would like to see you in his office immediately. Here is a hall pass,” remarked Mr. Johnson, with a smirk on his face.

All of the students called him Headmaster Michael. While the other teachers were respectfully called by their last name, the Headmaster used his first name. But he required you also used the term Headmaster with his first name. Either that or you called him Sir. Anything else would bring about his displeasure.

Rachel knocked on the door and waited for a response. It was a large oak door, befitting the owner’s power and prestige.

“Enter,” came the booming voice of the Headmaster.

Rachel entered and as usual was amazed by the grandeur of the office. One does not get called to the Headmasters office very often and when they did, they did not speak of it. The furniture in the office was all wood and very ornate. The chairs all were cushioned, with wooden arms and scrolled legs. They were very heavy and did not move very easily. The Headmasters desk was huge, as was the conference table. Little did Rachel realize that they were designed to hold a female figure securely to them.

“Have a seat, Rachel, and Happy Birthday. Stephen also sends his Happy Birthday wishes. He could not be here today, but he promises to be here tomorrow.”

Michael had a very striking and handsome silhouette. Although he was in his forties, he still was a heartthrob to most of the adolescent girls at the school. While they feared disobeying him, most also had adolescent fantasies about him. Rachel was no exception. Lately she thought about Michael spanking her as he did when she was twelve. This excited her, the power that he would have over her.