Meadowvale Academy Chapter 60
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, orgasm denial, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 60: Lessons Learned, Memories Renewed Part 1
As Mischa Koletova pushed another length of her pasty fudge down the throat below, she reflected on her recent string of good luck. "I've been in town less than 72 hours and I've fixed the family, found a place to stay, and scored a new gig." She had certainly not planned for any of it. "But what the hell, I'll take it," she grinned thinking back to the day before.
She had watched the jeweler's from across the road until her sister's kids Katya and Keesa had arrived after school. Her phone call with an old acquaintance from Ridgeway living in town the night before had helped her flesh out a scheme unhatched but an hour ago. As she waited she scoped out the others she could see through the shop window. There was a full figured statuesque blonde that seemed to run the place as well as an older silver haired woman who also seemed important somehow. Walking alongside the latter was a young girl that looked to be not quite of high school age she thought. Quite pretty, her long toffee brown hair was tied up in a topknot. She seemed have a bit of an imperious quality to her manner and was taller than one would be for that age. "Nearly as tall as Keesa," she compared as her two nieces entered the establishment. "This may prove to be far more interesting than I planned for," she grinned as she pulled herself away from the wall she had been leaning against and started across the street.
Natascha heard her before she saw her. If nothing else, Mischa Koletova was an expert at making an entrance. Now her sister was out in the front of the shop gladhanding with the very people she had to spend her weekdays with while she was in the middle of cutting emeralds for an external contract that needed to be done today. "Well, I am almost finished here, maybe another 10 minutes," the Russian calculated silently as she continued labouring. "Perhaps I can ask to go home early today, unexpected guest and all. I really wish she would phone ahead of time. She does this to me every time. I haven't even shopped for groceries yet."
"So you're the younger sister?" Annika greeted warmly gripping one hand in two. "I knew Natascha wasn't an only child but I didn't know her sibling was such a beauty. And you say you drove down from Stork's Nest on a motorcycle? That must have been quite a trip. Don't they have snow up there right now?"
"I just got out ahead of it actually," the wavy haired blonde admitted, "But it was a close thing."
"So where did you stay last night then if you are just meeting Natascha now?" the older woman asked, knowing full well the answer. After all, there was only one place she could have.
"I've got a room at The Ripplewood Arms. Alanna has really improved it a lot since I was last there."
"She has a new assistant as well," Marlena interjected.
"Yes, we met; nice woman." the biker affirmed with a smile. "They both had nice curves to them," she observed inwardly, "but the daughter was especially sumptuous."
"How do you like Stork's Nest?" the matriarch of the family then asked as she glanced to the woman's nieces. "There was a bit of hero worship going on there, more so with the youngest," she noted.
"It's a bit smaller than here, doesn't have as many things, but it does have its own charms," Mischa reflected. "It is isolated but taking the position has really allowed me to stretch my legs professionally."
"How long have you been at the power plant?" asked Marlena.
"At the plant itself nine years; as the assistant manager, this is my fourth," she explained. "I've learned more about the day to day of running a large organization in that time than I ever did at Ridgeway."
There was a twinkling mischievousness about her Annika decided, but she knew what she was about. She'd have to see more but perhaps the younger Koletova could come in useful. "Come now, I'm keeping you from your sister. A moment," she requested as she took the hand of the youngest girl and called towards the back. "Natascha, your sister is here from Stork's Nest. Come on out and say hello."
Moments later the older Koletova sister emerged into the main shop trying to hide a forced smile. "Trouble in paradise?" the silver haired woman speculated.
"How are things going back there Nat?" Marlena queried.
"I just finished the Hamilton order now. We should be good to start setting the stones in the morning," the honey blonde reported over her shoulder before embracing her sister. "The whole thing should be done before the weekend."
"Hey sis, happy to see me?" Mischa bubbled pulling her in with one hand while the second snuck in for a quick feel of her sibling's shaft. She kissed her ear and whispered "What a voluptuous ass Marlena has sis. Nice and big and round."
"Good to hear," the manager replied. "I'll let them know."
"Would it be OK if I left early today Marlena?" the gemcutter asked with a nod to her sibling as the two parted. "I need to stop and grab a couple things on the way home."
"I thought maybe I could maybe treat the three of you to dinner," the wavy haired biker broke in. "Say at Gemini's?"
Annika saw the flicker of apprehension flash across Natascha's face when the restaurant was mentioned. She saw that the recent arrival had picked it up too, but was pretending not to have noticed. "She's up to something," the executive speculated. "Ok, I'll play."
"Nonsense," Annika declared. "We'll all go; this one will be on the Schwartzsteins. Marlena, call the girls. Have them meet us there."
"Really, you don't have-"
"-I won't take no for an answer."
"Come on sis, it'll be fun," Mischa insisted herding her towards the door. "Keesa, grab her jacket."
"It's settled then, we'll close a few minutes early today," the older woman announced as she caught the eye of the engineer, whom seemed to have a satisfied, predatory look. "She's definitely up to something," she confirmed silently.
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Svetlana Stoichkova knocked on the open office door announcing her entry. "So we just received this from Maggie Roundtree," she reported as she held up her tablet. "She wants to expand her lab; she needs more capacity."
"Well, it's about time," Florence replied looking up from her screen. "I'm surprised it took this long."
"Apparently ever since word got out at Ridgeway about a couple of her concoctions, she been getting inquiries," the ash blonde with the Einsteinian bob explained as she walked around to the other side of the desk and took a seat on its edge.
"Why doesn't that surprise me?"
Futas will the futas I suppose," commented the town's enterprise manager. "How do you like the new chair?" she asked spotting Gail Bernier beneath the mayor.
"I'm quite comfortable," the dark skinned woman replied as she grunted another log into the mouth of the town planner. She had ordered one of the new leather feeder thrones from Broadview Woodworking. It had been a sound move. "Seems she is too; she hasn't stumbled at all. I had Beatrice add the new removable backrest as well. I think it helps a lot."
The older woman nodded. "It's like she is sitting in a chaise lounge. What's that, a milker unit?" she queried spying the nozzle extending downward from under the desk. "I thought I heard a humming."
"I had Marjorie McFadden install it on the weekend," she revealed, "makes it easier for the bottom; allows me to get more done as well. I donate the cum to the clinic. So let's take a closer look at this. What does she all want to do?"
"Well the property extends back some from the building itself. One of the suggestions is to extend it back 80 feet, but really it is all about increasing her manufacturing capabilities."
"Can she wait that long? I mean an addition like that is not going to construct itself overnight."
Svetlana shook her head in the negative. "Not if what my daughters say is anything to go by. Beanstalk has been a real hit since the La Salle girl brought it back with her after Christmas. I suspect Soft Serve will do the same, but that's just a guess on my part. I've got nothing factual to base that on."
"Is there a short term solution we can offer?" the mayor pondered, "maybe something along Jenkins Road; one of the warehouses?"
"I can look into it."
"Please do. It would be a shame to miss this opportunity because we couldn't make it work on our end."
"Oh, she wants additional personnel as well," the bureaucrat added, "one artisan, two apprentices. I'd imagine that number may need to go up if she has two locations though."
"Talk to Annalise. Have her liaise with Sally Ann at the academy."
"Will do," the older woman smiled watching the Bernier woman methodically push the other's filth down her gullet.
"Once she's done I'll have Gail go over the proposal as well." The ash blonde rose from her perch and made her way to the door.
"I'll let you get back to it," she remarked as she took her leave.
"Um, thanks?" Florence returned with a grin as she glanced down at the jettisoning cock below, then back to her screen once again. "Yes, this was so much more convenient."
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So far Esmeralda's day first day as an exchange teacher at Adderwood Middle School had gone quite well. The students seemed to take to her teaching style well and were quite intelligent for their age, the Bergheim girl especially so. Kirsten she thought her name was."She was a sharp cookie. I wonder if she will go out for the academics team next year?" the teacher considered as she glanced down at the planner at her last class of the day. `Health - Room 5' it read. Apparently she would be assisting Dr. Wanda Ellesmere. She walked through the door of her next class and saw an attractive blonde woman with glasses in a lab jacket speaking with three of the other teachers. They were standing in front of a pair of examination tables like the one's she had seen at the clinic during the Christmas Cum Drive.
"You must be Esme," she greeted cordially as she walked over and hugged the younger woman. "I was told you had already met Cassidy, Miranda, and Isabel?" she queried indicating the statuesque brunette, a shorter but spirited redhead, and the full bodied Latin beauty behind her, who topped everyone in height.
The 23 year old nodded dumbly as she became weak kneed. She had seen Lustrium in action first hand and realized immediately she had just walked into a cloud of it; not that there was anything she could do about it now. The substitute teacher felt the arm the taller doctor had wrap around her waist, holding her up. The other quickly reached into her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse revealing a pair of large nipples jutting from a silk cream open cup bra. She felt her head being pushed in and then she was calmly suckling the physician's left breast in front of a class of 13 year olds.
"Good, girl Esme, good girl. Let Dr. Wanda feed you her lovely milk now." She then spoke to the students over the shoulder of the bespectacled brunette. "Miss O'Conner, Miss Clairmont, and Miss Castillo will now help Miss Clifford here disrobe and then prepare for today's lesson by strapping her onto the table." One by one her garments were removed. Arms were lifted, legs parted. And when her stiffened shaft sprung forth when her panties were lowered, a hand soon found it as well. "You like drinking my milk don't you Esme? Yes, yes you do," she smiled down at her, answering her own question. "Come over here now," she suggested to the now naked 23 year old, "lie on the table for me." Reluctantly she gave up her pink prize but allowed herself to be lead. The teacher trio laid her on the examination table closest. Her legs were lifted over her head and her ankles bound there. A second set of restraints strapped her calves to her upper arms limiting her movement more. The position the youngest teacher was in now had spread like wildfire through the futa community after the Senior's Party at Gemini's New Year's Eve. Dr. Ellesmere had little choice but to add it to the curriculum.
"So, let us begin. Who would like to help me with today's lesson?" Suddenly the room was a forest of raised hands.
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Once they had found their way to the community club, Marlena and Mischa had quickly pushed together a pair of empty tables to seat the party of seven soon to be nine. The latter had then guided her older sister to the end chair and took the place to her left while Annika grabbed the one flanking her to the other side. Next to the executive was the recently arrived Lorelei and next to her the young brunette whose name she found out was Penelope. The engineer beckoned her nieces to sit with her, the first year between her and the sophomore. Finally Marlena and her middle daughter the shorter haired Lotti completed the circle at the far end.
Presently water and menus were left with the group. Shortly thereafter, beverages were ordered and the meal as well. While the establishment only featured a half dozen different main courses rotated weekly, what was unique about Gemini's was that they were not served individually but in a large pot or plate to be doled out at the table by the patrons themselves. It gave the dining experience a familial atmosphere without the cooking beforehand or the cleaning afterwards. Portions tended to be generous and there was always enough for seconds. They decided on the Pasta Primevera and all agreed that it didn't disappoint. By the time they were finished nary a noodle could be seen in the pot. Full, the futas leaned back in their chairs to relax after their repaste.
"She just keeps growing doesn't she?" Mischa pointed out conversationally nodded towards the well toned figure of Katya. "How tall is she now, 5'8", 5' 9"?"
"5'10"actually," the pigtailed girl blurted with a grin.
"Are you wrestling again this year?"
"Yup. So is she," the student replied nodding to Lotti who gave a small wave in acknowledgement. "The team is currently 5-4. We have a meet with Gilverket this weekend."
"Are they good?"
"4-4, but they have two more competitions after this one, we have only one. They need to beat us to have a chance at finishing ahead of us. We're decent this year, but next season we'll be even better. We have some good young talent."
"We also play soccer," Keesa cut in. "Katya starts at fullback!"
"As a sophomore?"
"I'm really tall," she admitted, playing down the prestige.
"She's really good," the younger insisted.
"And you, what is your position?" Annika queried.
"I'm only a first year so right now I usually sub in during the second half at wing," the curly haired student replied.
"She's very fast," Katya pointed out. "You should go out for track in the spring sis. They are graduating five seniors at the end of the year including their best sprinter, Pineapple Roundtree."
"Five?" Marlena repeated with a bit of alarm.
"It will be a surprise if we do not win the championship. No one in our area is as good as we are," the older Koletova girl predicted. "Volleyball is the same. We are 9-0 right now with 5 games left, but five or our starting six will be off to college next year.
"You seem to know a lot about the school sports teams," Mischa complimented.
"Its kinda what she does," Keesa offered with a grin that caused her older sister to colour slightly.
"Keesa is the heir apparent at point guard on the basketball team, once Maddie Miller graduates," the pigtailed sophomore volunteered. "She's really good."
"What about your girls Marlena?" the biker asked.
"I'm also on the robotics team," Lotti declared." We really only have one meet a year and that's coming up in late March. Perland Bay is hosting it this year. We work on projects all year long to prepare for it."
"What are you working on then?"
"First rule of robotics team..." started Lorelei
"...Don't talk about robotics team," the older Schwartzstein girl finished firmly paraphrasing an old movie as the others around the table chuckled.
"And you?" the engineer turned to the longer haired blonde.
"Right now I'm on the cheerleading squad and just joined the art club," Lorelei detailed. I might try out for some athletics next year. I haven't decided."
The conversation continued as the Schwartzstein matriarch observed the recently arrived blonde. She wasn't quite sure what she was up to yet, but she did notice that her gemcutter was conspicuously silent throughout. She spotted Keaton Forsythe approaching their group from Natascha's blind spot and saw her sibling catch her eye expectantly. "And so it begins," she concluded turning her chair slightly towards the pair.
"Keaton! I haven't seen you in a dog's age!" she greeted warmly in mock surprise. As she dragged her into their circle and embraced the hazel skinned bartender, the biker maneuvered her body so that her gorgeous cleft was nearly bumping into the face of her sister. Unseen by everyone but herself Annika saw Mischa run her finger up and down the crack of the larger woman through her mini several times as they hugged and chatted.
Natascha tried to move her chair back but the older woman leaned in and snaked a hand across her lap, slipping it beneath her dress. "Shhhhhhhh," she whispered in her ear under the cover of the bartender's ass as she began to stroke her suddenly erect member beneath the table. "What a beautiful crevice she must have under there. Beautiful." The two broke their grip as the Forsythe woman bent at the waist to discuss to speak with Mischa, thrusting her cheeks even closer to her distressed older sibling.
"Just put it on the Schwartzstein's monthly allotment Keaton, we'll take care of it," the oldest there offered.
The mocha skinned restaurateur nodded with a smile and took her time recording the change in billing as Annika continued jacking the gemcutter, seen by many but acknowledged by none.
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Alanna closed the window on her computer and pulled up the video chat. It had taken her a few days but the deep dive on Evan Marlow had been worth it. The reporter had listed himself as a stringer for a monthly magazine called `Lifewater'. According to their website the publication examined `the way we live today' and tended to write features on interesting facets of various communities with a sort of `you can do this in your town too' vibe. She had seen it on a couple of newsstands in town; it was what it purported to be. The writer who had booked into her establishment as their representative however was not.
It took a bit of digital finagling and the promise of a future favour but eventually the curtain lifted. Their Evan Marlow was actually a freelance investigative journalist (she wasn't sure if he rated the word to be honest) by the name of Phil Beasley. According to his homepage his exposes tended to appear in the publications at the socially conservative end of the spectrum with `The Cross and the Quill' being a favourite. Anti-abortionist and anti-same sex anything, their editor in chief, Hamilton Reynolds, had been on her radar for a while. Now it seemed that Meadowvale was on his as well.
Fortunately for her, Beasley was one of those who would go under for months at a time, cutting off all contact with his real life connections while on an assignment. It was something he never failed to mention at the outset of each of his articles, setting the stage as if he were big game hunting in deepest darkest Africa. That was fine with her; she could use that against him. Her screen buzzed as the mayor appeared on screen. A couple of moments later, so did Dr. Patricia Wellesley and then finally Iris Hardin.
"So," the investigator began, "I have news about our visitor..."
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The three teachers quickly shed their clothes as Dr. Ellesmere scanned the classroom. She wanted someone suitably pliable for this part of their education. "Bree Vickers; I see you back there. Why don't you come up here and help me out today." She watched the girl lower her half raised hand, beaming as she quickly moved to the physician. She was very different from her older sister. Bethany was very forthcoming, almost bossy as a 13 year old when she was at Adderwood, the doctor recalled. "She always liked to seize the moment," Wanda mused, "and she let you know what she thought about everything, whether you wanted to hear it or not." Her younger sibling was more reserved in manner. She didn't seem to have many friends, except for perhaps the new girl, Gerianne Mills. She always sat at the back and was never one of the first to volunteer. "Likely because she probably thought she wouldn't get chosen," the bespectacled medic figured. "Well, I've chosen her now. Maybe the other students will see this and it will raise her standing amongst them."
She smiled as the blonde student arrived. "Isabel perhaps the three of you can get her set up on the other table." The Castillo woman stepped forth and escorted the young futa to her two colleagues who proceeded to undress her and restrain her much like they had with Esmeralda Clifford. Like the tied down teacher, the trio let their hands wander the body of the Vickers girl as they worked, eliciting ragged breath and the odd mewl. Once she was strapped in the twinkly eyed Cassidy lubricated her hand with Beanstalk and began to stroke her hardened seven inches while Miranda made her own digits slippery and dipped them into each of Bree's moist tunnels. For her part, Wanda was jacking the exchange educator slowly teasing out her arousal as she surveyed the room once more.
"Kirsten Bergheim...and...Margot Tremblay, you both look eager today," the partially dressed doctor observed aloud. "Come to the front please; leave your clothes on at your desks. You should be naked for this." She smiled knowingly as the pair quickly disrobed and rushed to the front, their stiff members preceding their bodies. She reached down and gave each of their leaking tools a few cursory pumps. "Yes, yes, eager indeed," she murmured as the two students involuntarily flexed a little against her coaxing fingers. "Kirsten go to Miranda now. She will show you how to help Bree feel nice and warm inside." She turned to the carrot topped Tremblay girl. "And you," she continued beeping the end of her nose with a finger, "will be with Cassidy. She will teach you how to make Bree's cock tingle and throb." The two students hustled over to their instructors anxious to get involved as the physician looked for her next volunteer.
The one she selected would need to have a lot to offer, she would need to be a generous soul. The nurse took her time scanning around at the classroom at the seniors before settling on her choice. "Of course," she chided herself softly for not thinking of it before. "That makes perfect sense. It should be her." She smiled and waved a beckoning hand at the large wide hipped girl at the back. "Gerianne Mills, could you please remove your clothes and join us up here?" She nodded to Isabel who mounted the table to her right and straddled Esmeralda's stomach; her 40 inch cheeks spread just enough to reveal their crinkled heaven to the smaller teacher beneath her. Wanda always liked looking at the Brazilian woman's body, especially her girthy pole. "What a beauty that is," she appraised silently. "I can get my fingers around it but only just." The streaked blonde had occasion to lie with her Latin counterpart multiple times in the past to great effect. "If I wasn't teaching a class right now..."
The Ellesmere woman watched with friendly eyes as the girl with short mahogany brown hair approached the two examination tables. The sun through the windows caught the red highlights in her bangs, cut in a side part to cover the left half of her face. "She wasn't too far off of Isabel between the legs and her ass was every bit the match," the physician noted impressed. "The Mills family was apparently big in those ways," she figured remembering when her aunt had dropped her off for the first time a couple of weeks ago. She gave her a quick couple of pulls as well. "I'm going to need you to sit on top of Bree, just like Miss Castillo here, Ok?" she instructed giving the girl a gentle push towards her friend. She looked over to Miranda and Cassidy. The pair had gotten the two other students started on the Vickers girl's lower erogenous zones. Kirsten was into both of the blonde girl's holes with two fingers now while Margot was using two hands on her gradually lengthening tool. She nodded to their new colleague and both teachers moved over to the prone brunette to take up similar motions with practiced efficiency.
She grinned at her black haired daughter in the third row. She always knew she would arrive here; she had spent the time to teach her well. "Winona, you will be the last of our volunteers today." The girl removed her glasses and garments as her mother followed suit now that she had assembled the girls she would feature today. "The rest of you bring your chairs up around the examination tables so you can get a good view of today's lesson and we'll get started." Much scrapping ensued as the girls scrambled to drag their seats around the island of lust at the front of the room. The doctor peered down at the anxious faces of both. One had never been in such a position before and was likely frightened even though her body was betraying her at the moment. The other was experienced but seemed to be feeding off of the distress of the first. They would need to be made comfortable with their circumstance. She looked at her daughter, who returned her gaze. It was time to begin.
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"You look like you know each other," Annika stated as the manager of the restaurant left.
"Oh yes," Mischa smiled as she momentarily peered down into her sister's lap at the activity there. "All three of us were at Ridgeway at the same time. Keaton was two years ahead of Mischa here and I was two years behind my sister."
"Master's degree?" the older questioned counting the years.
"In Hospitality Management," the biker confirmed nodding. "The three of us actually lived together at the sorority, didn't we sis?" she asked rhetorically as she ran her hand through Natascha's hair making sure to give her sibling a good whiff on the scent of stink on her finger as she did so.
"Lived together?" she further prompted playing her part. The Schwatrzstein woman was well aware that the two were now having a conversation for the benefit of everyone else at the table. She continued jacking the woman out of sight of all others but Penelope who simply grinned and said nothing
"Yep. Keaton was my sister's mistress, and Nat here was mine," she explained. "We had so much fun together the three of us. She has a pretty good sized cock. Not as big as mine, but big enough. We used to take Natascha in both of her holes at the same time didn't we?" she continued moving her chair beside the oldest member of the Koletova clan. She hugged her close and lifted her leg over her own as the silver haired woman on the other side mimicked her movements. Now spread and slumping slightly, there was no more hiding the fact that the two flanking Natascha were having their way with her body. The others around the table looked on with interest as the conversation resumed. "Keaton was a very good teacher for both of us, but especially for my sister."
"Really," Annika replied in mock incredulity, "what did she teach her? She looked over to see the Forsythe woman leaning against the bar watching the entire exchange. "She's in on it. This one arranged it," she reasoned glancing back at her partner in crime. She was starting to like the younger Koletova more and more.
"What did she teach you sis? Can you tell us?" she pumped as her soiled finger glided along under the gemcutter's nose. She was humping softly now against the persistent hand of the other. "She taught us all about nutrition didn't she?" Mischa stated eliciting a nod. "All about nutrition," she repeated as she pushed her finger into her sister's mouth. "She put us both on strict diets."
"That sounds interesting, tell me more."
"Well, every morning Keaton would make sure Natascha and I had a big breakfast though after a while she would have me help her with Nat's diet." Mischa had surreptitiously slipped two fingers into her siblings rosebud, then pulled them out, coated in brown.
"This sounds pretty serious. What was all on this diet?" she further queried as her hand furiously slid up and down the length of the cock in her hand. The older sister was now arching in time with the masturbatory motions, her face flashing a mix of emotions: distress, embarrassment, arousal, desperation. All around their little island hands began shifting towards laps.
"Well, shit of course," she replied off handedly as her two fingers pushed through reluctantly surrendering lips.
"Shit? Your sister ate shit?" the silver haired executive exclaimed louder than she needed to.
"Oh, yes," she nodded watching her sibling slip into her carnal abyss. "Natascha here loves eating shit, don't you? Eating shit makes her cum, just like she is going to now." Mischa continued fucking her mouth with her dirty digits. "Cum now sis. Show everyone here what a shitslut you are."
Natascha's lust had trampled her modesty. She swirled her tongue around the savoury fingers of filth and humped wildly upwards. Her cream geysered up from her balls in a public admission to her children that her long forgotten fecal appetites had been renewed.
End of Chapter 60