The Hospitality Student
Sabrina Hunt’s parents sat nervously in the principal’s opulent study at the Bradley Hardacre Community College near Stalybridge West Yorkshire. A College in a magnificent county mansion in the rolling Yorkshire countryside. “I am afraid this is the most serious case we have ever had at this College” Miss Price the senior Hospitality course tutor explained to the Hunt’s and the Principal.
“Oh dear,” Mrs Hunt replied awkwardly, for this was the first time there had ever been any suggestion that Sabrina was anything less than a perfect student. Never before had they been called in to see the Principal. “She’s always been such a good girl.”
“Well what do you have to say for yourself, Sabrina?” Miss Price demanded.
“Sorry Miss Price,” Sabrina said quietly.
“Sorry Miss Price, Sorry,” Miss Price retorted, “This College has a reputation to maintain, what on earth am I to tell Mr and Mrs Hogarth – Ransomes,” she paused to let the message sink in, “Their son may be scarred for life.”
“Look I don’t know what has been going on,” Mr Hunt said awkwardly, “But it can’t be that bad surely?”
“Insulting young Hugo Hogarth – Ransomes, destroying College property, it is unprecedented, absolutely unprecedented, I am sorry Mr Hunt but unless you have a very persuasive counter argument I shall have to cancel Sabrina’s scholarship and demand that you repay the entire three years course fees.”
The colour drained from poor Mr Hunt’s face, “But I can’t possibly afford,” he blustered, “Are you sure she destroyed College property?”
“She admitted it,” Miss Price insisted, “Look,” and she produced a pair of white reinforced sports knickers with strange orange patches.
“Uh, what are those Sabrina?” Mr Hunt asked awkwardly.
“Those were genuine American Porn-Ho double dildo pants Mr Hunt,” Miss Price insisted, “One hundred dollars plus taxes and so what does your imbecilic daughter do, Mr Hunt, she took a hacksaw and cut off both the Dildo and the Buttplug, she just sawed them off.”
“But whose are they?” Mr Hunt asked as Mrs Hunt buried her head in her hands in shame.
“Why her own Mr Hunt,” Miss Price insisted.
“Sabrina? Why?” Mr Hunt asked uncomprehendingly.
“Because she is a very naughty disobedient young lady,” Miss Price insisted, “All Hospitality students are required to wear double dildo pants at all times.”
“Required?” Mr Hunt demanded.
“It’s all right,” Mrs Hunt said, “I ought to have said years ago but we never thought she would do aught in her A levels.”
“Said what?” Mr Hunt asked.
“That if she did Hospitality at College she would be expected to fuck the Gentlemen at the gents College as part of the course,” Mrs Hunt said.
“Exactly,” Miss Price exclaimed, “That’s why we can afford to offer the scholarships and accommodation instead of charging nine thousand pounds thats $13 000, a year Mr Hunt.”
“What?” Mr Hunt retorted, “What did you say?”
“The girls have to be nice to the boys at the boys College,” Mrs Hunt explained.
“Our Hospitality Students are expected to have to let the boys at the nearby boys College to have sex with them Mrs Hunt.” Miss Price insisted.
“Oh dear, what can we do?” Mrs Hunt asked, “We simply can’t afford the fees, she will never get a decent job without a degree, that scholarship was a lifeline.”
“Well there is an alternative, Mr Hunt, simply sign this,” Miss Price suggested and she pushed a form at the Hunts.
“A restraint order?” Mr Hunt asked.
“Exactly, a strait jacket,” Miss Price insisted, “That will stop her taking a hacksaw to her dildo.”
“And if we don’t sign?” Mr Hunt asked.
“Can you repay the last two years fees?” Miss Price enquired?”
“No,” Mrs Hunt admitted, “Sabrina you stupid girl!” she scolded why must you be so awkward?”
Sabrina turned on them, “I don’t like men, I don’t want sex, I want to be a Nun!” she snapped.
“Oh you stupid stupid girl,” Miss Price scolded, “Every girl has misgivings at first Sabrina, but they get used to it, it’s a big thing to have sex with someone you have only just met, that’s why we have you wear the double dildo pants, so you’re stretched already, all hot and wet when the moment comes.”
“You’re warped,” Sabrina replied.
“But we have educated an awful lot of girls to a very high standard free of charge,” Miss Price insisted, “Is that not worth such a tiny sacrifice.”
“Sabrina?” Her father asked, “Miss Price asked you a question?”
“It’s my body, I choose what I do with it!” she insisted.
“Actually,” Miss Price explained, “The yellow forms are are power of attorney forms because although she is over age she is under twenty one, and you can have power of attorney if counter signed by a doctor, as you see Doctor Williams has counter signed them already.
“Don’t you dare,” Sabrina snapped.
“Look, we don’t really have a choice,” Mr Hunt explained, “Sorry Sabrina, we are very disappointed you know.”
“What?” Sabrina gasped but both parents had already signed the forms.
“Good, right we’ll get the straitjacket on then,” Miss Price suggested, and she stood up to fetch one.
Mr Hunt watched as Miss Price stood up, she moved surprisingly lithely for someone in their fifties possibly, her slim waist accentuated by a wide silver belt around her black dress, her C cup tits straining rather than sagging at the, “Henry!” Mrs Hunt snapped as she saw him leering.
“If you would hold Sabrina a second,” Miss Price suggested.
Sabrina went to leave the room, she stopped bewildered unable to find a handle as Miss Price held the door knob in her hands.
“It’s all right Sabrina,” Mr Hunt cautioned, “Its for the best,” so she lashed out and caught him in the right eye socket with an upper cut, he staggered back as Miss Price grabbed Sabrina from behind.
“Mr Jarvis!” Miss Price shouted.
The door opened, the Janitor walked in, six feet four tall, twenty stones of jet black rippling negro muscle, “Yes Ma’am.”
“Hold the little bitch would you please?” Miss Price asked.
“Awwwww,” Mr Hunt protested as he held a hankerchief to his eye.
“Ok,” Mr Jarvis agreed and he held Sabrina firmly by her upper arms as she tried to kick him.
It was no good, Miss Price simply undid Sabrina’s blouse and let it slide down her arms before Jarvis changed his grip and allowed it to fall to the floor.
Next she simply threaded the Strait jacket round between Sabrina and Jarvis and slid the arms of the jacket over Sabrina’s hands and working together Miss Price and Jarvis forced her arms ever further into the jacket sleeves.
“Look, stop, I’ll do it,” Sabrina lied but it was too late, as Miss Price unhooked the shoulder straps of Sabrina’s College issue bra and popped her breasts from the security if its cups and slid it to her waist.
Quite suddenly Mr Hunt saw there were holes cut in the front of the strait jacket and as Miss Price tightened the straps so Sabrina’s breasts were forced obscenely through the constricting hole, finally Sabrinas arms were secured behind her back and the tapes tied off around in front of her.
“Oh for God’s sake!” Sabrina stormed “If you think,” and she suddenly almost choked as Miss Price expertly forced a black ball gag between Sabrina’s teeth and fastened the strap behind her head.
“Good peace at last,” Miss Price said with evident relief, as Sabrina tried to spit out the ball gag and kick out as Jarvis held her.
“Good, just the final touches,” Miss Price sighed as she wrote ‘’Slut’ across Sabrina’s forehead in black marker pen, and ‘Fuck Me Now’ across the front of her Strait Jacket.
“That’s better, hopefully Hugo Hogarth – Ransomes will withdraw his complaint now,” Miss Price suggested.
“What now?” Mr Hunt asked.
“Well, usually I would ask you to deflower her or Mr Jarvis,” MissPrice said, “But I did rather suggest that perhaps Mr Hogathe Ramsomes might like to pop Sabrina’s cherry.”
“That’s appalling,” Mrs Hunt suddenly exclaimed, “No, this isn’t right!”
“Excuse me, might I have a word in private?” Miss Price said to Mr Hunt, “If you wouldn’t mind?”
“Yes,” he agreed awkwardly as his cock stiffened at the sight of his daughters bulging tits.
“In Miss Englethorpe’s office next door?” Miss Price suggested and she opened the connecting door.
Mr Hunt followed, “It’s very disturbing to get a hard on when ones offspring are concerned,” Miss Price observed, “Or was it my tits you were ogling?” she asked.
“Or were you looking up my skirt?” she asked, “I do have a dildo inside me you know, keeping it nice and hot and ready, just like your cock.”
Mr Hunt gasped in surprise, “Uh?” he said but Miss Price had her arms around him, her hand trailed to his fly and she pulled the zipper down and undid his belt allowing his trousers to fall and his cock to spring free.
“Just a moment,” Miss Price, suggested she took a condom from her pocket and expertly rolled it on Mr Hunts cock before she lifted her skirt and clipped the hem to her lapel with a hidden clip. Raising the skirt revealed her stockings, suspenders and her aged though hairless cunt, from which a bright orange dildo protruded just a fraction, and which she pulled from herself with an audible plop.
“You do see how much simpler this makes things, no silly foreplay?” Miss Price said and she raised herself balletically on one leg and aimed Mr Hunt’s rampant cock at her sopping cunt.
“Ooohh, tha’s good!” she exclaimed as she sank down forcing Mr Hunt’s cock deep inside her, “How close your eyes and imagine you are fucking Sabrina,” she advised.
“OOohhh daddy you cock is so big, its tearing me in half!” she simpered revelling in Mr Hunt’s cock swelling to even greater size.
Mr Hunt was shocked, the last thing he expected to be doing was fucking a fify something College teacher against a College office door frame while his daughter was outside with her breasts exposed and ‘Fuckslut,’ written across her forehead. He hoped Mrs Hunt didn’t realise what he was doing.
Mrs Hunt was not even slightly interested in what Mr Hunt was doing, she had thought of nothing but Jarvis ever since he walked in the room, and now seeing his cock straining his coveralls as he lusted after Sabrina she felt positively jealous, jealous enough for her crotch to become moist and clammy.
“Kind a frustrating,” Jarvis said conversationally, “You mind if I goof off?”
“No, not at all,” Mrs Hunt agreed.
Jarvis opened his fly, “You like what you see?” he asked curiously.
“Ugh,” Mrs Hunt said awkwardly.
“Nnnnngghhhh!” Sabrina tried to shout.
“You want to touch?” Jarvis asked as he walked towards Mrs Hunt.
“Ugh,” she replied.
“You can too, if you want.” he added.
“No, I better not.” she said.
“Come on, don’t be shy!” he laughed, “Hey maybe we could, you know?”
“No, I don’t think so,” Mrs Hunt said.
“Sure you do,” Jarvis said and as Sabrina looked on helplessly Jarvis placed his hands under Mrs Hunt’s armpits and easily lifted her from her chair, he swept her skirt up and pants down with a smooth motion then lifted her again.
“Noo,” she said but she still kicked her pants right off before she grabbed Jarvis’s thick heavily veined ebony cock and eagerly aimed it at her now red hot wet and willing hairy cunt.
Jarvis gently lowered Mrs Hunt onto the head teacher’s desk and with his cock well engaged in Mrs Hunts cunt he began to hump, her easing her dress open so he could knead her ample breasts.
“How’s that?” Jarvis asked, “You used to this size of cock?”
“Oh gosh, No,” Mrs Hunt admitted, “Henry’s much smaller, much much smaller,” she simpered as eyes tight shut as he imagined he was fucking Sabrina Jarvis pounded Mrs Hunt’s cunt.
Jarvis soon let fly, sending great gouts of cum deep inside Mrs Hunt, she immediately regretted not using a condom, but instead of worrying she desperately tried to clean herself as Jarvis pulled out, “Why thank you,” he said.
She was still mopping her cunt when Henry sheepishly walked back in, “Better?” Miss Price asked, “I do enjoy my afternoon break,” she admitted, “And so should you Sabrina, and if I have to find someone to fuck you every afternoon until the end of term so be it.”
Sabrina just sat and sulked, it was so unfair she thought, being made to watch her mother have sex while Miss Price’s computer screen showed a web cam feed of her Father fucking Miss Price in the next room .
“So, I will give you a ring next week and report any progress?” Miss Price suggested, “So unless you have any more questions?” she looked as Mr and Mrs Hunt looked at each other guiltily, “Then I’ll wish you good day.”
Sabrina watched her parents leave, “Now Double Dildo pants, yes or no?” Miss Price asked.
Sabrina shook her head.
“Oh, all right, go naked,” Miss Price retorted and she dragged Sabrina’s skirt and panties down and off.
Sabrina stared wide eyed in shock, she simply couldn’t believe it.
And then there was a knock on the door, “Ah Mr Hogarth – Ransomes,” Miss Price called, “Come in.”
Part 2
Sabrina gasped as the door opened, she felt helpless as she inn the head teacher’s office ball gagged and naked but for her shoes and socks and the strait jacket with holes to let her breasts through. She rushed to the corner and tried to make herself as insignificant as possible.
“Sabrina,” Miss Price called, “This is Hugo’s father, he want’s to check if you’re still a virgin.”
“Just a formality my dear,” the gentleman said, “Poor Hugo was most upset do you know,” he said, “Poor chap, bent as a nine bob note,” he said, “Spent a fortune on a psyco to get him straightened out then you go and dis him.”
Sabrina remained in her corner, “Look,” he said awkwardly, “It is hardly ideal, but this is where we are.”
“Sabrina, show the gentleman your cunt,” Miss Price asked politely.
“You’ll have to excuse her Mr Hogarth – Ransomes,” Miss Price apologised, “She is a very naughty young ladyl.”
“Needs whipping into shape eh what?” he asked, “Got a whip?”
“Why of course,” Miss Price agreed.
Sabrina cowered in the corner until a crack and an agonising stripe slashed across the side of her strait jacket.
“Nnnnnggg!” she gasped into her ball gag and she turned to face Miss Price.
“Not bad, not bad at all, good bone structure, not too heavy up top,” Mr Hogarth – Ramsomes said appreciatively as he looked Sabrina over as if she was a new horse, “Well come here, lie down, lets see if the little blighter’s gone or not.”
“Your Hymen Sabrina, surely you had a good wank at some stage?” Miss Price asked.
Sabrina shook her head, her whole body swung as she did so making her breasts sway obscenely.
“Frigid,” Mr Hogarth – Ransomes observed as he tweaked Sabrina’s left nipple, it swelled immediately, “Though hang on a tick?” he said, “I think she just needs running in a bit, hop up on the desk my dear.”
Sabrina reluctantly sat on the desk and leaned back until she was on her back and slowly opened her legs.
“Oh, look, there she is, virgo intacto,” he exclaimed, “My god a nineteen year old virgin in this day and age! I think we should let Hugo do the deed.”
“Sabrina!” Miss Price exclaimed, “Didn’t you use anything, not the vibro or rampant Rabbit even?”
Sabrina shook her head.
“You stupid stupid disobedient girl,” Miss Price continued.
“I’ll get Hugo, he’s in the car,” Mr Hogarth – Ransomes said firmly, “Do you have a room?”
“Oh, yes, of course.,” Miss Price agreed, “Room three just along the corridor.”
Sabrina refused to move until Miss Price slashed her across the buttocks with the whip and she reluctantly left the room feeling horribly naked as she went along the corridor to the other room.
Sabrina reluctantly sat on the hospital style metal framed bed in the small bed room. She allowed Miss Price to lash her ankles to the side rails spreading her legs obscenely wide, “Do you want to apologise to Hugo before he fucks you?” she asked.
Sabrina shook her head, but Miss Price still unfastened the ball gag, “Now for heavens sake give him a good time,” she advised.
“Hello,” Hugo said diffidently, as he stepped into the room, “Father said I am to fuck you he explained and he sat down.”
“Then I’ll see you in a few moments,” Miss Price suggested, “Good luck,” and she slipped away.
“This is rather awkward,” Hugo said awkwardly.
“Really?” said Sabrina, “How so, I can hardly fight you off can I?”
“Yes, no, but.” Hugo blustered.
“You really are a wimp, aren’t you?” Sabrina sniped.
“I suppose I am,” he confessed, “I suppose we could just pretend?”
“Really,” Sabrina replied, “I’m a virgin you idiot, it’s not exactly rocket science for them to tell.”
“Are you really, so am I!” said Hugo.
“Except you don’t actually have a hymen or anything,” Sabrina suggested.
“No, I suppose not,” Hugo said, “Can I see it?”
“From the other side of the room probably my legs are so far apart,” Sabrina explained, “Why don’t you just fuck me and have done with it.”
“I don’t love you, its not right.” Hugo said firmly.
“Then use your fingers,” Sabrina suggested, “Oh hell I don’t believe I said that.”
“No, I suppose not.” Hugo admitted and then said, “Father said to kiss your breasts, may I?”
“Hugo, I can’t stop you, I am tied up.” Sabrina pointed out resignedly.
Hugo gently rubbed Sabrina’s left nipple, a warm glow spread through her breast, a surge of unexpected excitement and her nipple began to harden.
“Oh,” Hugo exclaimed, “Oh gosh,” and he began to rub her other nipple at the same time.
Sabrina gasped, she couldn’t quite believe it herself but suddenly she started to feel quite warm between her legs, a pleasant warm glow as nice as it was unexpected.
“Can I kiss you?” Hugo asked politely.
“If you must,” she replied and he kissed her cheek very gently indeed.
“I meant my breast,” she muttered, but Hugo kissed her neck.
“Mmm, you smell wonderful,” Hugo muttered, “Your hair is like golden.”
“Hugo, shut up and take your trousers off,” Sabrina said I don’t think I can stand any more of this.”
Poor Hugo didn’t dare disobey, an he quickly took of his trousers and pants and folded them neatly, “Yes?” he said.
“Oh for heavens sake just do it you imbecile,” Sabrina insisted, “Fuck me before I change my mind!”
“Are you sure?” Hugo queried.
“No, and I’ll probably regret this for the rest of my life but just do it,” Sabrina insisted.
Hugo gently climbed onto the bed, his rampant penis waving ominously, “Just stick it in me,” Sabrina suggested, “It must be fairly obvious where.”
She braced herself for the onslaught but instead found a lovely warm sausage slowly easing into her, she hadn’t even realised she had become so damp and her hymen split so gently that she barely felt anything but a lovely warm fullness as Hugo claimed her.
“Is that it?” she asked.
“Afraid so,” Hugo said, “Don’t you like it?”
“It feels strangely ordinary,” Sabrina admitted.
“Yes doesn’t it” Hugo agreed, “Really nice though.”
“I suppose,” Sabrina agreed.
“Daddy’s going to bust your ass when I finish,” Hugo explained, “What ever that means?”
“I can guess,” Sabrina admitted, “Don’t hurry, nice and slow.” she suggested.
“Its really nice, thank you,” Hugo said, “Oops.”
“Oh gosh,” Sabrina gasped and she realised Hugo was cumming, “Oh Hugo that’s so nice!”
Hugo gasped and gurgled as he shot his load, “Really?” he said, “Gosh, it was rather wasn’t it? can we do it again do you think, some time, you know, like a date or something?”
“Hugo,” Sabrina explained, “Miss Price has made it very clear that I have to let any man do what ever they want to me when ever they want, think of me as a cunt to fuck rather than a person.”
“Actually, I wondered if we could be friends, on Facebook?” Hugo asked diffidently.
“Oh my god, surely not?” Sabrina sighed, “Hugo your father will be fucking my backside as soon as you leave, then Jarvis will spread me with his giant black cock and they will force plugs up my bum and up,” Sabrina protested, “Hugo, are you listening?”
Hugo looked up sheepishly, “I’m afraid when you talked dirty,” he said, “It got hard again,” and he showed Sabrina his rock hard cock still coated with her juices, “Perhaps I could, you know, instead of Father?”
The door opened, “No Hugo,” Miss Price cautioned, “Just pop it back in Sabrina’s vagina for a moment, your father is looking forward to enjoying Sabrina’s anal delights.
“I can’t” Hugo protested.
“Ignore her,” Sabrina suggested, “Why don’t you kiss me and see what happens?”
“Sabrina, don’t be impertinent!” Miss Price insisted but when Hugo ignored her and climbed over Sabrina to kiss her lips Miss Price was easily able to grab Hugo’s cock and aim it at Sabrina’s vagina.
“Yes!” Sabrina mouthed as Hugo slid inside her again.
“Gosh,” Hugo mouthed as he found himself sheathed again, “Oh gosh.”
Images of home flashed through Hugo’s mind, Sabrina saw purple crocodiles and giant sunflowers and the the dam broke once again and Hugo flooded her parts with cum once again.
“My turn Hugo, go and sit in the car with mother,” his father insisted, and as Hugo walked away seemingly in a daze he added, “Put you trousers on lad, you’ll frighten the horses!”
Hugo grabbed his pants and with a look of pure contempt and hatred towards his parent he walked angrily away.
Sabrina stared at Hugo’s father, “He loves me,” she said boldly.
“He loves fucking Sabrina,” MissPrice corrected, “And your cunt just happened to be available, don’t get too excited about it, but hold still we have to move you.”
Miss Price undid the straps and Hugo’s father helped her down from the bed, but as soon as her feet were on the floor they bent her over the bed end and Miss Price quickly tied Sabrina’s ankles to the bed legs spreading her legs and making her bend her knees so as to take her weight on her tummy.
Suddenly she felt the bed begin to lift up, the one end was rising under her tummy and she saw Hugo’s father standing behind her in his pin stripe waistcoat, his jacket and trousers removed and his modest cock clad in an orange condom straining incongruously through the gap at the front of his shirt.
“Oh god no!” Sabrina gasped but Miss Price was caressing her buttocks, she dipped a finger into Sabrina’s sopping cunt and transferred some of the spunk and girl juice to Hugos father;’s cock and long before she was ready he rammed his meat viciously at her anus, “Nooooo,” she cried but inch by inch her anus stretched to allow the intruder to fill her most private part.
“Oh god.” Sabrina gasped as she felt Hugo’s Father’s balls against her crotch, “Too much.”
“Dashed tight,” Hugo’s father advised, “Like a chap’s really, not bad though, do you know if Elspeth agrees we could have this one for weekends.”
“She has very good manners, perhaps she could be Hugo’s escort?” Miss Price enquired.
“Lets sort out the fucking before we marry the poor chap off,” Hugo’s father suggested as he settled down to pound Sabrina’s ass into submission.
Time raced and stood still at the same time for Sabrina, her anus was on fire but her pussy throbbed with contentment, she barely noticed Hugo’s father cum and pull out but she certainly noticed when Miss Price produced a long fat tapered butt plug.
“Now just brace a moment Sabrina dear,” Miss Price suggested as she began to ease the end of the tapered plug inside Sabrina’s anus.
“Aggghhh,” she wailed, as the plug slid ever further into her dark cavern, further and further propelled by Miss Price’s knee as it encountered ever more resistance until finally the plug sat almost flush with her anus.
Before Sabrina could recover her equilibrium Miss Price had reached out for a long tapered orange vibrator, a special radio control vibrator Miss Price kept especially for special girls, and to shock horror and unexpected pleasure she found Miss Price had thrust it firmly up her vagina.
“Oh no please,” Sabrina protested as Miss Price first fixed a stout leather belt around Sabrina’s waist and then looped a crotch strap through it and down and around her crotch to hold the vibro and butt plug in.
“There,” Miss Price said, “That’s better isn’t it.”
Sabrina shook her head sullenly, suddenly the vibrator buzzed and Sabrina winced as if shocked by an electric shock, “Nnnnngg,” she gurgled, “No, you can’t!”
“Actually I can,” Miss Price said engagingly, “Now be a good girl.”
To be continued