School for Whores

Chapter 5
A Whole New Life Opens Up

It was an hour or so later that Tammy woke me and whispered. Tony dear now we have broken the ice just make love to me properly please. I did and we did not sleep for very long that night. The next day dawned and Christine brought us breakfast in bed. She scrutinized Tammy very careful and then she relaxed and kissed me.
“Thank you darling, now you have made my daughter into a proper woman.”
After we had showered and adjourned to the lounge Christine and I sat in comparative silence reading the Sunday Newspapers. Then putting the paper down she said.
“Can we talk?”
I looked up and I could see that she was quite serious. I put my paper down, and waited for her to speak.

“This week I am signing the contract to buy the majority shareholding in a private boarding college. It is not large college but it is designed for girls who feel they have a career in some part of the entertainment industry. The college concentrates on providing a good basic education in the three “R’s, but also provides for training in drama and all the associated subjects. It aims to train young ladies to be able to cope with all aspects of show business, that includes all matters relating to personal hygiene and let’s put it bluntly, all matters relating to sex. Show business inevitably tends to lean that way.
Some critics have already called it the “School for Whores.” The description is very unfair because sex is a large industry, and beneath the shoddy surface is very highly organised. I want you to be part of the team that teaches young girls about responsible sex, and how to look after themselves properly. I want Tammy to go there. I hope you will be interested in applying for a post there Tony as I will be spending most of my time there?

After a little more discussion I agreed that I would at least attend an interview with the Principal.
Normally interviews were held at the school or college advertising the post, with a panel of governors so I was quite surprised to find that I was to meet the Principal at the Strand Palace Hotel in London the next morning..

I arrived at the designated time and when I entered the room. I discovered that not only was I the only candidate, but the Principal was the only interviewer. She was a very glamorous slim woman of about thirty years of age and she smiled and said. “Call me Stella please.” I thought she was very young for such a position, and she seemed rather amused at the negative implications in the wording of my references from the Dean at my training college, and so she asked me for a greater explanation of the reason. I told her the whole truth thinking it would all come out at some time, so I might as well hang myself now. I confessed that I had indeed slept several times with the mother (Christine) but not at that time with the daughter, who had instigated the whole affair by her lack of discretion when she had picked me up from my lodgings.

“I gather that you are co-habiting with both Christine and her daughter Tammy at present? She asked.
“I am engaged as a private tutor to both her and her daughter.” I explained.
“Christine has implied that you are sleeping together, isn’t that the case?”
I was a bit annoyed at this line of questioning, so I stood up intending to end the interview.
“With respect Stella, I do not think that this is a relevant topic in this interview.”
“That’s very noble of you Tony. But sit down please Christine has told me personally about your relations and your background?”
I was a bit surprised with the comment and I took a few seconds to consider my answer.

“I do not regret any of my actions and I did not go out to seduce her or coerce either her or Tammy in any way. Our affair was something which we wanted to do and we did it.”
She looked at me closely then she smiled,” So Tony if I said I wanted you to climb on that bed and fuck me now – would you do it?” Once again I was taken by surprise and I replied
“ No Stella – you are a really beautiful lady, but I do not know you, but ask me again when we have known each other for a couple of weeks and the answer would almost certainly be very different:”

She smiled at my reply and said “I withdraw the offer for now then Tony.”
We talked for quite a bit asking me general questions on my background and schooling and seemed particularly pleased that I was not married or engaged and then she said.

“I am particularly interested that you teach English and also have past experience and training with drama. I like what I see, so I am pleased to be able to offer you the post. I am not bothered about your sexual behaviour with young girls. In fact it is a plus factor. I will be quite blunt you will be expected to have sex with young girls as part of their education. “It used to be a mixed college but there were too many problems with boys and girls studying drama in the same building, as in studying drama there are many occasions where bodily contact is necessary, and this led to several problems, so the Department of Education insisted that we form two new colleges. I was Deputy Principal in the old college and so I got the promotion when we split. But now I also have a desperate need for a male figure in the drama teaching. You are good looking and fit, and you are not much older than most of our students and about the same age as most of the staff. We are a school for young women and girls, who believe they have a talent in acting dancing or singing or in some other part of the entertainment industry. Some have talent, some do not, but as most of the parents have a background in the theatrical world and are prepared to pay our exorbitant fees for their darling offspring we take them. However we do not pay exorbitant salaries as we are a profit making institution and the only money we have is what we earn.”

She named a figure which was certainly significantly lower than the union rate and for a moment I must have shown my disappointment. I was tempted to turn the offer down flat, but then she said.
“You will almost certainly be able to earn substantial extra money and overtime as some parents may wish to hire you for ‘private tuition’, or private projects, your past racy record may even prove an advantage, and it may even provide an entry into some part of show business for you personally at some stage. We are quite broad minded about staff activities in their own time, providing they act with discretion and do not bring the college into disrepute.”
I noted that she said this with a twinkle in her eye and I was left with the feeling that the college was indeed a very broad minded institution.

I was offered the job to start straight away which in effect meant the next day and after we had an informal lunch, she gave me a greater insight into the college, and my duties. I telephoned Christine and she agreed to pack my belongings and forward them and I agreed to stay at the hotel that evening so we could make an early start the next day.

That evening we went out for a meal and a few drinks. We ended up visiting a few raunchy bars in the Soho area and got back to the hotel about midnight after having a very pleasant evening. I very soon realised that for Stella the night was still young, plus the added complication that she had not booked a room for me, and that meant we would have to share. It was obvious that Stella had planned this from the very beginning.

As soon as we got to the room she turned and we were kissing within seconds my cock was hard. Within seconds we were undressed and lying on the bed. Stella massaged my cock with an expertise born of long practice. She wasted no time and moving down the bed engulfed my cock in her hot
mouth. I watched her beautiful blonde head bob up and down as she attempted, in vain, to fit my entire length into her mouth.

Stella then stood up on the bed she straddled my body and squatting down held my cock in her hand as she reached down and inserted my length into her already wet love tunnel. She let her whole weight drop on to me as I slid into her warm wetness with no problem. Stella began moving up and down and breathing heavily.
"You are a bit bigger than my husband" she muttered between breaths. Stella leaned down and pushed her right nipple in my mouth, while I sucked and nibbled for all I was worth as Stella squirmed with delight. She put her hands on my shoulders and began to moan lightly. After about two minutes she let out a scream of passion. "Oooooohhhh, god that was good." She exclaimed. Afterward we both collapsed, but it was a night where neither of us got much sleep .It was not an early start but over breakfast Stella made it abundantly clear that while we had enjoyed some good sex it was not the beginning of anything.

“It was all part of the job interview.” She said. “I can now definitely confirm your appointment.”
“What would have happened had I not passed?” I asked.
“We would have parted company and I would be continuing my search for another English Teacher.”
I rang Christine and told her the result of my interview, and she said she would take my clothes down to the college for me. She would herself be living on the premises for the time being at least.

We reached Wycombe Park Drama College at about midday. The college was in a secluded part of East Anglia and about an hour and a half trip to London by train. The college was an old house lying well back from the main road in its own grounds I was surprised to find the gates locked during school hours, and we were soon faced with an austere uniformed lady security guard, who let us in through a wicket gate. Where Stella took me into a reception area in the main gate building. “No one passes this point without my permission that is an inviolate rule. I vet all visitors personally. Do you understand that? I told her I did, but wondered quietly at the need for all this security

We had the use of an electric car like a golf cart to take us the half mile to the College buildings.
After dropping my case in her office we went for a lunch in the staff refectory where I was introduced to the half a dozen or so teaching staff. As the only male on the teaching staff I got a lot of attention, the female staff was all fairly young and glamorous in their own right. Stella told me that most of the staff were trained teachers, but had also spent some time in the entertainment business at some point in their career.

“Some are between productions and are waiting for work, so we tend to have a fairly good rotating staff. Later that day I commented to Stella on the fact that both teachers and students were dressed rather fashionably and had impeccable make-up and hair styling.

“Yes the girls must demonstrate their make up abilities, dress sense, and hygiene skills which must be maintained at all times during school hours. They learn about personal sexual hygiene, dietary control and figure control. They also have dancing classes, massage training, fitness training and all the other associated skills. The English language forms an important part of their curriculum as they will have to read scripts and in many cases be encouraged to write scripts. They also have to practice voice control and have to learn to mimic various dialects. If they have good singing voices they are given singing lessons, as well as practical drama classes, and so you will see that there is a lot more to the curriculum in addition.”

She took me to my classroom and showed me the cupboards with all the books and teaching aids. I was impressed with all the equipment which was available to me. It was fairly new and up to date.
“Tony you must always present yourself well groomed and dressed for every class although you will of course be excused make-up” She gave a little giggle as she said that. “Well most of the time.” She added with a smirk

“You will live on the premises as do all the staff. Our students are boarders so we always have one female member of staff on duty in the college at nights in the dormitory block plus security. However, as you are a male you will be excused that duties as it may cause some type of scandal were you to do duty overnight, with all these girls around. In fact officially we should not even have a male member of staff, but life has been so awkward without one. I am entering you on the books as Miss Toni Nash to satisfy the inspectorate.

I was a little confused about many things at this school and I indicated my feelings to Stella, she gave me a sort of enigmatic smile and taking hold of my hand she said.
“I think its time we had a longer talk about the school and what we expect of you.”
We sat comfortably in her study and looking straight at me she said
”Tony I hired you because your record and your actions last night tells me that you are no prude where sex is concerned, and now from what you have implied you are a little bit uneasy about how this school is run.”
I went to ask a question and she shut me up “Let me finish.” Then ask questions.
“This school is for girls whose parents feel they have some sort of future in some branch of the entertainment industry. We concentrate on training them for that industry in any way possible including their need for a good basic education. At the same time we have to recognise that we girls are very often required to as it were be aware of the “casting couch” problems, in other words they may have to sleep around a bit to get parts in a production, or jobs, we are not prudes so we also train them to meet the challenges of that sort they may face. So we teach them to be very aware of all the risk factors. It’s true some of them may just end up as highly paid escorts or even call girls, but it’s also true that we have a high rate of success in films and West End productions. Many girls go out on hire for pantomime parts, and musical dance shows accompanied by a teacher or parent...”

“Where do I fit in all this”?

“There is a crying need for a youngish man to help in drama training – in other words to act out the part of a man, when another girl can not do it realistically, and we want a man who is broad minded enough to do it. I know that, no I hope that you are that man. We also need a good English teacher and a person who does not go talking to outsiders. I suspect that you will have certain extra mural offers come your way, you can either accept or refuse, you can if wish earn a little extra money as I told you, but I also hope whatever happens you can keep your mouth shut.

“So why all the security?”

“We do not want stray visitors wandering into the school coming whenever they please. It could be awkward. If we have visitors, then they are escorted around the school. There are still a lot of prudes who do not like to see young girls wearing too much make up, or racy types of clothes in a school environment so we discourage unwanted guests. When we get school inspectors we get the girls to tone it down a bit while they are here.”

I laughed and felt a lot easier after Stella had explained things. I said now I understand. “In other words you sail very close to the wind in many respects.”
Stella laughed “It often feels that we sail in the eye of the storm at times.”

She escorted me to my apartment and explained that all meals will be provided in the refectory and she pointed out the meal times on a board by the door. My husband and I are in the next apartment so don’t make too much noise when you have wild parties. Unless of course you invite us. She commented with a giggle as she left me to unpack my case which was already waiting for me.

As I was unpacking there was a knock at the door and I opened it to find Sally and Misty standing there. I found myself being mobbed by the pair of them, as they welcomed me to the college. Sally told me that she was now the head make-up technician, and that Misty had been enrolled as a student. I told her that Tammy was coming to the college and she said that she was already here, and that Christine had moved into an apartment near mine in the college as well.

Sally said that she had a meeting and with a broad grin said I will leave Misty here to help you unpack.
Misty immediately put the bolt on the door.
“Tony dear I’ve been waiting impatiently for you”.
I needed no second invitation as we stripped throwing my clothes on the floor
My cock stood straight up and oozed drops of cum. Misty came over to me, knelt down, and took my cock into her mouth. It did not take long before her young eager mouth had done the job and I thrust my hips forward and; spurt, spurt, spurt; the first jets of cum jetted right down her throat.

Misty kept sucking her blonde head bobbing up and down with unrelenting enthusiasm the remaining juices seeped out of my cock and Misty lapped it up eagerly. She massaged my cock gently with her tongue. As soon as it got soft, it started to harden up again. It wasn't long before I was ready for whatever Misty wanted.

"Now fuck me Tony. You'll last longer this time. I'm as horny as you were. I'm ready to be fucked." Misty got on the bed and lay on her back, and pulled me on top. I kissed her hard. Her tongue rubbed my lips. I sucked her tongue into my mouth, and then pushed my tongue into hers.

Misty squirmed under me I knew that she was as hot as I had been. I was pretty hot myself again. I raised myself on my elbows and knees and Misty positioned the head of my cock between her cunt lips. I slowly lowered my hips and buried my cock as deep into her cunt as it would go. I stopped to let it soak. Something strange was happening, it felt as if my cock was being massaged. It felt like some one was holding my cock and squeezing their fingers, one at a time, around it.

"What are you doing? That feels good! Ohhh! Wow!"

"A girl can train her cunt muscles to massage a cock, Tony. Enough of that now. I'm horny and it doesn't do very much for me. Fuck me!"

I lifted my hips. My cock, wet with her cunt juice pulled out till only the head was buried. I slowly lowered my hips again. I rode my cock in and out of her cunt as slowly as I could. Her slick warm wet cunt walls pressed against my cock and it felt wonderful. Misty pushed her hips up to meet mine. My crotch mashed itself against hers. When I was as deep as I could go Misty massaged my cock with her cunt muscles. Then I lifted my hips, watched my cock come out of that tight sheath, and pushed back down.

I could only contain myself so long. Gradually the tempo increased . We were going so fast that I could hardly see my cock come out of her cunt before it was buried again.

"I'm coming, Tony! I'm coming! Shoot your cum into me. Shoot it right now! Ahhh! Ohhh!"
At that point there was no way I could refuse that request. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; my cock bathed her cunt with a load of young boy cum. Our motions slowed down as my cock
got soft.

Then I noticed that someone was knocking the door.

I called out I have just come out of the shower and I’ve got no clothes. “That’s alright darling its Christine.” Misty grabbed her clothes and hid under the bed.

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