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Trudy Finds Herself.
My parents were unhappy, saying that Vanessa had not taken care of me
and that my identity was now known to the world. I defended Vanessa,
explained the whole thing and what had happened with Simon. I had had an
innocent summer, and was a little hurt that they did not trust me or my
friends.
I was soon back at school and after the press had made a fortune out of
me with their scandal, I was then back to being whispered about and
followed by giggles. I maintained a haughty air, ignored it and got on
with my studies. Mr Stubbs the headmaster called me in to discuss my
well being, wanting to make sure that I was OK. I reassured him.
It was when I was watching the first fifteen rugger match, standing
apart from the rest of the school, that I became aware of Mr James the
tennis coach standing close to me. When I looked at him, he smiled and
came closer.
"Hello Trudy," he said, "so how are things? You had a good summer by all
accounts, lovely photos of you in the press, that was some gown. So I
haven't seen you in the indoor court playing tennis. It's a shame
because I thought you really had talent, and you know, tennis can be
such a social asset for a boy or a girl."
"I didn't think I was much good sir."
"Oh but you are. Look, why don't I give you some one to one coaching, no
extra charge to your parents."
"That would be good. I would like to play well but I have this terrible
serve and I feel so ashamed of it that I gave up."
"Well, it is a bit feeble and girlie. It's Saturday. You can't be doing
anything special tonight. Let's give it a try. We will be the only one's
there, so you will not feel inhibited. What do you think?"
"I'd like to. What time shall I come."
"Directly after tea, then we have two and a half hours before supper."
It was just 6.00pm when I entered the indoor court. Mr James was already
there, measuring the net. He looked up as I entered and let the door
slam behind me.
"Lock the door Trudy, we don't want people watching and inhibiting you,
which I think is most of your problem. That is a lovely tennis dress,
just what I would expect you to wear, you have such good taste. Right,
come this end and show me your swing."
I took a couple of practice swings. "OK, right let's go through it stage
by stage. Throw the ball higher, then you have more time to swing your
racket. It is all about timing." He took a ball and demonstrated, then
another and another. Then it was my turn, throwing the ball up until he
was satisfied, then I spent half an hour just serving. At last he said I
had made progress. He came behind me. "I know about your framing
Stuart," he said. "No don't worry, I am not going to tell anyone. I am
sure we can come to an arrangement. Let's have a talk about it somewhere
more comfortable. It may take a little while to sort this mess out. The
last thing I want is for you to be expelled. With all your other
troubles, this would be the end." He took my arm and moved me towards
the medical room.
"Let me make you a cup of tea." He switched on the kettle and was soon
passing me a cup. "Drink that down, it is good for shock." I did as he
said, shocked and full of anxiety that this secret was known. I felt
sick and woozy. The room was spinning. I passed out. When I came to, I
was lying on the bed in the sick room.
"Here, drink this." He passed me a glass that tasted like Barley Water.
I started to feel better.
"So what is going to happen to me?"
"Nothing. Your secret is safe with me, but we have to come to an
understanding between us. I like you a lot Trudy and you can do
something for me, like now, if you would."
"What can I do?"
"Well," he said, "I have this problem. I want a blow job, just love it.
My girl friend once did it but never again. It would be good if you
would do that for me. You will won't you!" He was letting his shorts
drop and I found he was wearing white silk boxers underneath. They were
already starting to bulge as his penis filled with blood in anticipation
of how I was going to pleasure him. "Take my boxers down, girlie."
I knelt and lowered his boxers. His shaft broke surface, the head almost
purple. "Kiss it, "he said. I did as he asked kissing the head, tasting
the sweetness of his pre cum on my lips. Memories stirred of Stuart and
Tom. I could do this, I knew I could, if only I could preserve my
reputation in the school. I stroked his knob, and nipped it with my
teeth, I felt him shudder. His stick throbbed with his heart beat and I
gradually worked it with my hand until I felt him stiffen as though he
was about to come. I stopped.
"Please, finish me off he said."
"You want your money's worth don't you," I said. "There is no rush, we
have an hour yet." I licked his cock and he gasped. I took his balls
into my mouth, pretended that I was going to bite them off, then rolled
them around in my mouth as though they were a couple of plums.
"Ah.......ah ..... ooh you are good you little bitch. Please more, more.
Don't stop please."
I didn't. I sucked his penis. I realised that my last year had been
pretty sexless, probably due to the cocktail of hormones and
testosterone blockers I had been having pumped into me.
"I am going to half kill you with passion, just enjoy," I said. I
grasped his throbbing knob, sank my forefinger nail into it and ran it
all the way down to his pubic hair. He gasped again. I took him in my
mouth, sucked and pulled at him and he soon started pumping his prick
into my mouth. I had not done this for a year, but I remembered how to
swallow him all the way, not choking on it, breathing through my nose
and controlling my gag reaction. He moaned and took my hair in his
hands. He came quickly, pumping his spunk into my mouth and I swallowed
it hungrily, sucking every last drip and even then not stopping. At last
he begged me to stop.
"Now sir," I said, "You can do something for me. Keep it up, you can
come again." I opened the medical cupboard and found the only lubricant
there was, some Vaseline. I scooped a good finger full and pushed it up
my arse. Now my famine of sex had at last ended, apart from Elie's
attempts, I wanted it all. I coated him with Vaseline and leant over the
sink. "Come on sir, give it to me, fill me up." I reached behind and
grasped his dick, now fully erect again, and guided him to my rear. He
did not need more urging. He entered, slowly but painfully as my
unaccustomed sphincter struggled to accept his throbbing staff. At last
the pain eased and he thrust deeper into me until it was I gasping. "Oh
sir," I said, "I wish you had your gown on. Give little Trudy all your
meat. Stick it to me. Pump me full." He did as he was bid. Slowly
according to my instructions, then as my hole became used to the
invasion, faster and faster. I was in ecstasy, almost out of myself as
if I were watching a porn movie. A school master was fucking Trudy,
fucking little wanton Trudy and she was enjoying it, She could not wait
to be filled with his warm cum. "Give me all your stick, you fucking
bastard," I told him, "you useless sexless shit, show Trudy that you are
a real man." Even my little prick had sprung into life, the first time
for six months that I had had an erection. Surprisingly, it was I came
first. I caught the cum in a paper cup, and a short time later he came
in me, pumped my arse full of his juice, gasping moaning with the
pleasure, his hands up under my tennis dress and feeling my breasts
through my brassiere.
"Oh Jesus," he shuddered, "you are good Trudy darling. I never imagined
you would be this good. My God, you certainly are all woman." He
withdrew his staff from my hole, and I wished we could stay joined, but
time was moving on. I turned towards him face to face, picked up the cup
and offered it to him. He started to decline, but I insisted. "If we are
to have this understanding, then it has to be a two way thing. Come
drink for little Trudy."
Grimacing he tentatively tasted it, then I gently tipped the cup and
watched him swallow my cum. "How was it?" I asked, "nicer than you
thought, Trudy's juice."
"Sweet," he said, "lovely, I wish there had been more Trudy juice."
"You are a little whore, aren't you sir?" I said laughing. "You know I
had a really good time, thank you." I stood on tip toe and brought my
lips to his, inserting my tongue and playing with his. He moaned afresh.
He broke from my mouth.
"I thought I had you in my power, but you have me in yours."
"So, the Stuart thing is safe sir?"
"Can we do this again Trudy?"
"It works for me. You are a lovely handsome man with a good physique. I
need a lover, I have been celibate too long, so yes, of course, but it
may cost you."
"How much?"
"Not too much. Say ?20 a time, just pocket money, after all, I am
getting my pleasure too. I really like you David. You don't mind if I
call you dirty David, cum eating David do you?"
"I like it when you talk dirty to me. I need disciplining darling Trudy.
I am sorry I blackmailed you, truly I am."
"Perhaps dirty David needs the cane?"
"I should, for being so horrible to you."
"Bend over the sink," I ordered. "I have no cane so I will have to use
my hand. Now Dirty David how many do you think I should give you?"
"I think six of the best, Mistress Trudy."
"I think that is being greedy. For being so greedy I am going to give
you ten. Now hold still, no flinching and no shouting out." I
administered his punishment which left my hand tingling by the end. His
buttocks had turned almost purple. I grabbed his balls and drew him to
me. I kissed him on the lips. "There now, all better. I have really
enjoyed being coached. I hope I have been a good girl?"
"You are a lovely girl. When can we have another session?"
"I have a lot of study for my A level, but a girl needs her recreation
too. Perhaps next week, or if I have a free period, then you could give
me extra coaching?"
"I will find the time for you."
"I am just going to wash myself before I go home to the Henderson's." I
went to one of the shower cubicles, took of my shoes, socks and tucked
my tennis dress uo and washed myself down so Mrs Henderson would not be
able to smell a man on me. I dressed and sprayed a little perfume.
I kissed David tenderly. "Phone me," I said, giving him my number. I
unlocked the door and went, leaving him switching off the lights.
I entered the house and went to my room without seeing the Hendersons. I
did not bother with supper. It had all worked out I thought but it had
been a worrying time. I just hoped my hold over him was enough. I had to
find a way of making sure that he would not give me away.
After the first week, the others in the upper sixth left me alone in
fact they were rather protective of me. I was after all famous,
photographed in Paris on the catwalk in a fabulous dress looking
beautiful. The girls were jealous and told me so, the boys intrigued and
as Wally, now Head boy told me, a bit in awe.
I was again summoned to see the Headmaster. I feared the worst, thinking
that either David had spilled the beans or someone else new about Stuart
and the planted cannabis. I knocked and entered on his command. I knew
at once that it was not bad news. "Ah Trudy, thank you for coming," he
said. "We now have 60 girls in the school and as you have been here the
longest and have a good record academically and have managed so well in
your new persona, I am creating for the first time, a head girl to work
alongside the Head Boy. I would like you to be our first Head Girl. What
do you say?"
"Thank you sir. I think that is wonderful and thank you for all you have
done for me."
"Not at all, Trudy. The staff have much admiration for the way you have
handled all this. As far as we are concerned, it is as though you were
born to be a young lady." He turned and picked up a parcel. "I am
pleased to give you your Head Girl blazer, tie and tie clip. Wally Brown
show you the ropes." He rose again and shook my hand.
I went out to the outer Office. Mrs Adkins the Heads secretary smiled.
Why don't you put it on now, dear, make sure it fits. Here, I'll help
you."
She was already stripping off my old blazer. I unknotted my tie and tied
the new one. I fastened it with the badge which read Head Girl. Then
slipped my arms into the blazer with the silver piping. I felt a real
swell. "Beautiful." Said Mrs Adkins.
I walked back to the Prefects room and found Wally there with a couple
of Prefects.
"Here you are, first Head Girl. Deserved too. Lets have a walk around
the school, let the kids see you and the news will soon spread before
Stubbs makes his announcement tomorrow. I'll fill you in as we go." We
strolled around in the lunch hour. There were some curious looks and a
few had the bravery to ask if I was now Head Girl. There was a clap on
the back from some, and a hearty hug from Peter. If they could only have
seen me in the sports centre last night.
Although Wally and Peter had arranged the framing of Stuart, I decided
not to say anything about Dirty David and his blackmail. I did not want
them to know how I had dealt with the threat, I was after all, pure in
their eyes, and I was having real kicks out of it. I had not been able
to get David out of my mind and could not wait for the next time.
Suddenly my libido had sprung into life. I had a thirst for more, for
being both the receiver and the giver of sexual satisfaction. David had
thrust into me and I was still a little sore, but as I walked and felt
this slight pain it was a constant reminder of how good it had been to
have his throbbing knob in my but and in my mouth. I smiled as I thought
of him drinking my cum. That had really put him in my power.
I ran into David in the afternoon as I was crossing to the Hendersons.
As there was no one within in earshot, we were able to talk to each
other. He said he could not see me again until Saturday evening. I asked
if he had a girl friend now. No he said, she had not been able to cope
with his sexual demands and it was over. I said I would meet him as last
time in the tennis court, ready for my special coaching.
In my room, I looked up sex toys on my computer. I found a circlet for
his balls, in stainless steel with a lock and ordered it. I also ordered
a length of toughened stainless steel chain for which I had a plan to
use on him. He would by the time I had finished, be my slave, rather
than my being his.
The parcels arrived on Friday and were waiting for me in my room when I
returned after school. I eagerly opened the packages. The chain came
with a little lock and the ball circlet had facets on it which made it
all the more attractive. I tried it on myself. Perfect. I hid these
items away with my tennis gear.
Time after that seemed to drag by, but at last it was Saturday tea time.
I was first in the refectory for tea and first out, then changed into my
tennis dress and panties and was away for my special coaching. David was
pleased to see me, locking the door and planting a kiss on my lips. I
practised my service for half an hour, then some net practice, volleying
and drop shots.
He took my hand and led me to the medical room and dropped his trousers.
He was already aroused, his throbbing staff making a tent of his boxers.
I gave it a playful slap and then kissed him. His tongue was soon inside
my mouth, and this time I felt weak with desire and anticipation. How
much I had missed over the last year. I pushed him away and sank to my
knees. I kissed the red rosy head and licked his sweet pre cum, sucked
it out and savoured it. Again my small penis started to expand in my
panties. I worked his shaft with my tongue, shocked him by nipping it
and then started teasing him again. He moaned with the pain of my
playfulness, begging me to do him. After ten or so minutes I really got
down to business, pumping his prick with my hand, then finally taking
him in my mouth, he jerked in ecstasy, sending his throbbing stick deep
into my throat so that I nearly gagged. He moaned as I continued to
suck. It only took a minute and he shot load after load into my
welcoming mouth. I gulped down the first shot then savoured the second
and third, holding it in my mouth until he was empty, then stood and
kissed him, and as he opened his mouth, transferred his own cum into his
mouth. He nearly went berserk, realising what I had done. "Oh God, what
are you doing to me."
"You love it, Dirty David, you little male whore, swallowing your own
cum. Now sir, you have to suck me off and taste my cum." I forced his
head down on to my sweet penis and he took me in his mouth. He was
clumsy at first, then with my tuition gradually improved his technique.
I soon came shooting my load into his grateful mouth and he sucked and
sucked, it was just the most gorgeous feeling.
"I have something for you." I told him, and produced the chain locks and
the circlet. I placed the chain around his waist and fastened it with a
lock to form a belt. The ends of the chain I took down over his belly
and connected them to the ball circlet, which I locked around his balls.
What are you doing to me he said.
"You are now mine. Every time you move, you will be conscious of the
chain and know that you are my sex slave, David. You are now my whore,
mine to order. It is time for you to put your loving meat in me. I
unzipped the little tennis dress and took it off. Then I took my bra off
and the rest of his clothes. We were both now completely nude. I pulled
him to his feet by the chain tugging on his balls and headed for the
shower. I used the KY on his dick and in my rear and this time he
entered me much more easily. I turned on the shower, running it until
it was delightfully warm then we both plunged in. He worked away at my
butt, his hands working my breasts, his balls swinging against my upper
thigh, slapping against me. It did not take him long to come. He gasped
in the delightful pain of it.
I want you to do it on top of me he said, and leaving the water running,
we dropped to the floor half in and half out of the cubicle. I sat down
on his staff which this time entered me easily, and bounced up and down
on him, the water splashing over us until he came again. I looked at his
watch. It was time to get going. I extracted his cock from my arse, and
taking the soap washed him and me. I dressed as he did, Before he put
his trousers on he asked me to remove the chain and circlet.
"I don't have the keys with me David. You have to wear that until I see
you again, so you better be a good boy and not go with anyone else. You
are mine, my little male whore, my cum drinking slavering slave. What
are you?"
"I am your slave, your whore Trudy."
"I have one last present for you Davey boy. I took a cheap pair of red
French knickers in nylon satin from my bag and put them on him. "I want
you to always wear these when we meet, or I will punish sweet little
whore David. Time to go. I really enjoyed myself, I hope you did." I
picked up my stuff and left him looking confused, somewhere between fear
and pleasure.
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