The Initiation of Gwen MarkhamChapter 1 Arrival
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Gwen awoke the next morning to the sound of the maid Patricia entering the bedroom with breakfast. Sunlight streamed in through windows as the maid opened them.
Fresh milk and oven-fresh muffins tasted good. Gwen felt her vigor returning. The fresh day awakened her senses, and the memory of her first day at Gracely House filled her mind. The acts Mrs. Gracely had led them to perform were incredible as the girl remembered them. It was like a dream.
But she remembered Patricia and the fear while walking down the stairs virtually naked to greet her fellow pupils for the first time. It was real. It wasn't a dream.
This morning, Patricia brought her a bowl of water to wash her face. A soft towel dried it, and the maid applied lotion and makeup.
Patricia departed, and Gwen sat in a chair to watch birds in a tree outside her window. Mrs. Gracely entered quietly. Gwen started as the woman applied a slender hand to Gwen's breast.
"I'm sorry to surprise you, my dear. You look radiant this morning. How do you feel?"
"Oh, yes, ma'am. It's so lovely here."
"It will be lovelier today than it was yesterday," the teacher promised. "Why don't you come over to the bed with me and talk about your feelings."
Mrs. Gracely tugged gently on the girl's hand and led her to the bed. They sat on the edge.
Mrs. Gracely caressed her student's breast, just as she had massaged the breast of the girl's mother 22 years earlier. It was customary among the well-to-do in the region to indoctrinate their children at Gracely House at the first opportunity after the 16th birthday. Gwen was following in a long tradition.
The graduates of Gracely House formed something of a social circle. Their teacher kept them in touch with each other, and they often gathered in small groups to practice her teachings. In many married couples, both husband and wife had been Mrs. Gracely's students, assuring that the tradition of lessons at Gracely House would be preserved among their offspring.
"You have only begun to learn of the many ways that we can pleasure ourselves in tribute to Venus. Last night you watched other girls mounted by studs, and you took a tribute in your mouth. You spent in Malcolm's mouth, too.
"But there are ways that women can pleasure each other without the intervention of a man. Come, let me show you."
Mrs. Gracely pulled the wide-eyed girl back on the bed and stroked her hands up and down a white thigh. "Close your eyes and feel the sensations," Mrs. Gracely coaxed.
"Malcolm pleasured you with his mouth last night, and women have mouths, too. Moreover, you've pleasured yourself with your fingers, and women have fingers, too."
With that, Mrs. Gracely rolled Gwen onto her back and pushed her thighs apart. Her finger slipped between the lips and massaged the bud.
"It's time for you to come again, my love. Open your legs widely so that I can send the spasms through your groin."
Gwen spread her legs for Mrs. Gracely as if they were wings. The teacher reached down and let her fingers dance in the wet valley.
"Tonight you will give your virginity to Lawrence. He will take you while the others watch," Mrs. Gracely whispered as the passions built in Gwen's womb and the fingers continued their assault. "It will hurt briefly, but endure the pain for soon Lawrence's staff will awaken new sensations deep inside you.
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