Shelley tried to peer into the darkness from her desk on the south side of the dormitory. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a flash, but could not be sure. The breeze picked up a little, and she could hear a little drizzle hitting the ground outside. With the light at her desk she could see nothing outside. The moist, cool breeze gently wafted across her bare chest, causing her nipples to become slightly erect. Shelley shifted on the hard seat. The plug was uncomfortable.

She looked down at the small book. It was hard bound book with an orange cloth cover. Printed on the front was "The Training Institute of The Maya Foothills, Handbook for the Female Bottom Trainee." It was not very thick. "Thank goodness," Shelley thought.

The Table of Contents read as follows:

Introduction to "The Institute" Discipline and You Does and Don'ts Your Schedule Your Position, Manners and Respect to Doms Your ID card Courses The Central Court Obligations and Duties

> Shelly began to read. The entire thing was written by Mistress Tabatha. The introduction talked about how the Institute came into being, and its mission. Of course, the mission was to train young women and men to be sex slaves who would ultimately be paired with a Master or Mistress once trained. Apparently, there were many very wealthy people willing to pay for a slave, or slaves.

In the discipline section she learned she there were several standard levels of correction based on a demerit system. Each level with its different possible punishments, corresponding to the degree of offense, which varied from public paddlings to confinement, servitude, to being put in a device whose description made her shudder. She hoped she would never be made to submit to it yet was curious to see someone else in it. (It was called the "monster.") There were the whippings that Lisa had alluded to, and Shelley had seen on the video while being shipped to her new home. Demerits could come from hesitating to do something ordered by a Master or Mistress, speaking out of place, being late, or not completing the duties she had assigned to her. Reading this made her a little apprehensive but she felt she could be a "good girl."

In the "does and don'ts" section she learned she was not allowed to speak to a Master or Mistress (referred to often as a "Dom") unless spoken to first. She could speak to fellow bottoms, however. She was not allowed to wear any clothing at first, only a collar was to be worn, and that at all times. The only cloth allowed to cover her would be a sheet and blanket at night, and a towel and only when drying. (A punishment could include being denied her towel. Of course someone would have to dry her off with a tongue.) Later, once she earned it, she would be allowed very light weight skirts, halter tops, and eventually nice leather and silk items made to show off her charms.

She would not be allowed to masturbate, except while in public or at least with other bottoms watching and helping, and that only with explicit permission of her Mistress. Her orgasm was also subject to the whim of the Dom present at the time. During free time, the sub was allowed as many climaxes as she would muster, unless there was some restriction placed on it by a Dom.

Shelley's schedule, like all the other girls, would begin at 6:30 AM. They would be allowed to shower if needed. No sex between them was allowed first thing. Breakfast was at 7:30, and classes started at 8:00 AM. Lunch was at 12:00 noon. Classes started again at 1:00 PM and went to 3:00 PM. They had 3:00 PM until 5:30 PM to do chores that would be assigned by the Head Mistress. Then 5:30 PM was dinner. At 6:30 PM they would be dismissed to study and "play." They were to reassemble at 9:30 PM in the dorm to prepare for sleep. Lights out would always be at 10 PM, and no sex allowed in the dark. (The philosophy of the Institute, for the subs at least, was that sex should be experienced in the open for all to enjoy.) Shelley's particular schedule was on a crisp piece of paper, folder in the back of the little book. It gave course, and at what time, but no location or directions on how to get there!

"Your Position, etc." described who she was in the skeem of things at the Institute and as a sub to her future Master or Mistress. It also detailed what positions she was to take while being inspected, addressed by a Dom, and so forth. At any time she was the attention of a Dom, unless otherwise told, she was to have her legs spread, about a foot a part for easy access, and her chest thrust out a little, emphasizing her breasts. Obviously, if she was bent over getting fucked, she would not need to thrust out her chest, but her legs would be spread! At no time was a sub to walk around with her shoulders slumped over, but always proudly, with her breasts leading the way.

She learned not to look into the eyes of a Dom unless told to. She was the property of the Institute, there to please the Doms, there to serve and be used. This she knew, but reading it made Shelley sweat and shake a little. Was it anticipation or fear? She could not tell.

The courses varied from cooking, arts, literature (with an emphasis on the erotic) and of course sex. There were a total of six one-hour long classes a day, usually. Some classes would last a week, others the entire four months. All classes had tests, and no one was allowed to fail. Those who did not do well were encouraged to do better with public paddling whippings and usage. (Some of the Doms had speculated that much of the failing was intentional. "Those subs, you know, enjoyed the humiliation. Nonetheless, we Doms have a job to do!" they'd say)

"Obligations and duties" In this chapter of the book Shelley found a plastic and metal card, like a credit card, but much smaller. A little strap that would attach it to the wrist was found in Shelley's chest at the foot of her bed. The book indicated there were a number of terminals throughout the school (and even a few in the woods) that were connected to a central computer. Shelley noted there were two terminals in the dorm room. Much of the sexual activity was to be accounted for, and some acts had to be verified. Any deviation from the required sexual duties would result in painful punishment and the act itself, performed in public to correct the lapse. Sex experienced in class could not be counted toward requirements with a few exceptions. The sub had to seek out her own sexual experiences.

The sub had to have both her ass and pussy fucked by another sub or Dom, daily. She was required to lick a Dom's cunt and ass to her satisfaction several times a week, and give several blow jobs a week. (Of course, practice is the key to learning anything well. These requirements were only there to enforce her leasons in class and provide an avenue for excellence.) She was required to receive a male's ejaculate in her asshole at least once a week. (This was one requirement that could be achieved in class. With a ratio of four females to each male, it was a necessary compromise. Shelley blushed at the thought of having other people there, while she was being used sexually.) After each of these required acts, the fact would have to be entered into the computer at one of the terminals, and attested either by a Dom or two subs. (It was not uncommon for the Dom or subs to have participated in the "practice session.") Having verified sex was permitted during "play" time, but it could in no way be counted toward the required and verified diet of sex. Mistress Tabatha did mention even the Doms were required to fulfill certain levels of sexual activity, but the particulars were not the concern of the subs, and policed by the Head Master of the Institute.

Shelley would be required to go to classes about six hours a day on subjects varying from sexual topics, to arts, literature, etc. as mentioned before. Several hours each day would be used for performing some community chore. The Head Mistresses would post a duty roster weekly. There were four Masters, and seven Mistresses. The subs were required to be available to be used at night by any Master or Mistress or combination who might desire them. (Little did Shelley know, she had already generated a fair amount of interest. Several of the Doms had seen the video of her in Houston.)

She would have to wear a collar, and she would be chained to her bed at night. Under each bed was a stainless steel bowl. If she needed to pee at night, she would have to do it in the bowl. If she needed to shit at night, she would have to wake the head sub (it is beneath a Dom to be bothered with such things at night). A night shit would cost the sub at least two demerits, maybe more depending on how the senior sub felt about it.

Finally, the text indicated on the first full day she would be expected to be at her introduction class immediately after breakfast and take a test on the rulebook. It indicated failure to receive a suitable mark on the test would result in public chastisement that would help encourage the sub to do better the next time. She would have to retake the same test until she received a suitable mark. (Little did Shelley know the "suitable mark" was perfection, and the test would have questions unrelated to the rule book, and almost super specific questions about the text.) Shelley was sure she would do well. She had always been a good student. *****

Shelley took the little card out of the book. The book indicated that in the chest at the foot of her bed would be the strap to keep the card with her, her collar, and other toys, books, and items she would need for her stay at the Institute.

As Shelley finished reading the book, she could hear rain outside, and the flashes were closer. A thunderstorm was moving in, cooling the air more, and causing the breeze to pick up. As she put on the strap to hold on the card along with the collar, several other young women ran in, squealing, trying to get out of the cold rain. As with some thunderstorms, the rain was quite cold, and there was some small hail as well. The hail stung the delicate exposed flesh it pelted.

Several girls right away noticed Shelley and stopped their laughing and giggling. One spoke up, "Oh! Hi. I am Mary, and this is Lucy. Who are you? Did you get here this evening?"

"My name is Shelley." She blushed a little. Mary was wearing a light yellow sun dress. It was wet, and Shelley could see Mary's nipples. The dress was short enough that it barely covered Mary's ass. Lucy was totally naked. Both wore a collar. Mary's seemed to have a bunch of trinkets on hers.

Mary had short brunette hair, with smaller breasts, was really skinny with brown eyes and only about five foot tall. Lucy had almost black hair, very light skin, ice blue eyes, nice handful sized breasts, and an ass with nice rounded half globes. She also had a tattoo of a sun-like figure on her back above the crack of her ass.

After the introduction, about fourty other young women came running in. The hail had stopped, but it was raining hard, and the flashes of lightning and claps of thunder were very near by. There was lots of chatter, giggling and laughter of over fourty beautiful, happy and healthy young women.

"OK my little sluts! It is now almost 9:30. I want you all to get your showers. If you need to play some, you may. I will remind you, however, lights out at 10 PM, or asses will be reddened. Understood?"

Except for Mistress Dina's voice it was quiet. "Yes, ma'am." said a chorus of feminine voices. She then walked into what turned out to be her room.

The women all went to their beds and got towel hanging on a rung on their chests. Shelley's was folded neatly in the chest. She went with them, noting that many of the ladies had dildos and other probes with them. Mary, now nude, except for the collar, walked up to Shelley with a towel in one hand, and a probe of sorts in the other.

"Want to take a shower with me? There are several showers big enough for two or three and then there is the big group shower."

Shelley gulped hard, and blushed. She was still not used to lesbian sex, and she new Mary was not taking the probe just the the hell of it. Obviously, she intended to use it, or have it used on her. Most likely, both.

"OK." Shelley said tentatively. She was going to have lesbian sex, something a day ago she would not have dared try, with another woman whose name was all she knew about her.

"Come on. We'll have fun. Besides, I bet you are all sweaty from your trip. You came from which, Miami or Houston?"

"Houston, where I am from."

"I came through there, too. I am from Missouri. Joplin."

"Oh, I've been there..." they talked as they walked toward one of the smaller shower stalls. Mary seemed to want Shelley all to herself. Mary turned on the water, and invited Shelley in. Mary picked up a bar of soap there and pulled Shelley to her. Shelley had stopped talking as Mary began to firmly soap the taller woman down. Mary paid special attention to Shelley's tits. Then Mary firmly pulled the plug out of Shelley's ass with a loud "pop."

"Face the wall. Spread your legs, and lean against the it. That's it. Time to get your nighttime fucking." Mary commanded, with a smile. The probe had a knob about two inches in diameter, and the shaft, a full foot long, an inch thick. At the other end there was a handle. It was made of flesh colored rubber. Mary sucked the knob and part of the shaft, getting it slick, and then spread open Shelley's labia, and pushed the probe into her tight cunt. Shelley was a little nervous, so she was not very wet.

"Relax, honey. I am just trying to fuck you a little. Besides, I am trying to keep you from getting spanked too much tomorrow. If you don't get fucked in that pretty cunt and anus of yours tonight, you'll be spanked at lunch tomorrow. Now, relax and let Mary massage your tight little cunt hole."

Shelley, bit her lip and submitted to the probing. She began to lube up as Mary rubbed her clit. Shelley felt so exposed, and so open. Lucy was standing at the shower door, watching. For a few minutes Mary pumped the probe in and out rapidly, faster as Shelley became more aroused. Just as Shelley was getting close to an orgasm, Mary pulled the probe out while continuing to rub Shelley's sensitive lips and clit. Shelley gasped and groaned at the sudden vacancy she felt in her tunnel.

Then Mary pushed the probe against Shelley stretched open anus. She was still somewhat loose from the plug she had warn all day. Shelley's rosebud easily gave way to the rubber violator. She moaned and bit her lip.

"Its okay, sweety. Let it out when you come. If you listen, you'll hear the other girls enjoying their fun." The room did have the sound of cries from women in the throes of pleasure.

Mary was methodically fucking Shelley's ass. Again on this day, Shelley was going to cum. Lucy was masturbating herself as she watched. Neither Mary nor Shelley were aware that Lucy was watching. Shelley came pretty hard, with the rubber shaft stroking her asshole and Mary's fingers rubbing her clit and very wet cunt. Shelley added her sounds to the song of other women singing in ecstasy. Lucy came with Shelley.

Leaving the probe in her ass, Mary told Shelley, "lay down. I am going to ride your face. I hope you are good at eating pussy, because I need your tongue in me."

Shelley, one whose legs generally got pretty shaky after cumming, got on her back on the hard tile floor. Mary mounted Shelley's face.

"Lick it good, honey. Mmmmm. Yes, I need to cum. Oh yeah...." Shelley licked out the wet walls of Mary's slick hole enthusiastically. She spread open Mary's ass cheeks and tongued her asshole. "Oh yeah, you nasty little girl. Lick my asshole. That's it. Fill my shit hole with your tongue. Get it all out of there. You are such a slut! Oh baby, fuck me with your tongue. Mmmmmmmm, make me cum honey. Let me give you my juices. That's it honey." Mary shouted, and continued shouting at Shelley as she licked deeply her ass, and then her cunt and ass. After several minutes of the merciless assault of Shelley's tongue, Mary succumbed to climax. She shrieked, and then shook as her body surrendered to its pleasure. Had there not been warm water washing over Mary's body, she would have been wet from her own sweat.

She almost fell over on to the floor. "God, woman! That was incredible. Where did you learn to do THAT?" Mary implored, not really expecting an answer. She relaxed on the tile floor. Lucy then walked into the shower, mildly startling both women, and stated, "My turn!" and took Mary's place.

Lucy had a slightly different tangy taste than Mary or the other women she had been made to eat out today. Shelley was turned on again with the probe still deeply logged in her ass. Warm water was gently running down her mons, trickling over her labia, and clit. It was almost maddening, because it was enough to be felt, but not enough to make her cum.

Lucy simply opened her vulva and planted it on Shelley's mouth. Shelley licked again, like she was trying to eat honey out of a jar. Lucy ground her bare mons and open pussy on Shelley's mouth, while Shelley licked the slick hole. It only took a few minutes, and Lucy as moaning, and groaning in her pleasure. "Ahhhh! YESSSS!!!!!" Lucy flooded Shelley's face with juice.

"Come on girls, you got a little over ten minutes! Light's out in eleven minutes, and don't think I wouldn't love to redden all your asses at once." Barked out Mistress Dina from the door to her room. "Lucy! I want your ass in here in five minutes. If you're late its three demerits." Shelley remembered from the book three demerits could mean a very painful session in front of the entire dinner crowd, including being publicly used. Lucy looked a little worried. "Yes, ma'am!" Lucy answered.

Mary said to Shelley, "Come on girl. I got to put this back in you now that I am done with you." Shelley presented her ass again to Mary, who removed her probe and slipped the plug back in its tight little home. Shelley said, "Thanks" and then wondered why she said that.

"Darla. Be sure all the girls are secure before lights out. Understand. I am hoping I get to paddle you tonight, so go ahead and take your time, after all." Mistress Dina called out. "Yes, ma'am." could be heard from the dorm room.

"What's that about Luce?" Mary asked, as they each soberly and hurriedly dried themselves.

"Oh, I don't know. I was supposed to help with some of the gardening today, but Master Jack used me at that time. I think I am in trouble for not doing my duties in the court yard. Sometimes I think they want me to get into trouble." Lucy answered under her voice.

Mary smiled knowingly. "You been here a month and you still don't know that. Of course they want you to get in trouble silly little slut."

"Oh." Lucy actually sounded innocent and surprised. Shelley could see that from what Lucy said it was a set up. They did enjoy forcing the women to submit to the Dom's whims. That was a part of the game. Lucy went straight into the Mistress's room, while the Mistress watched her, taping her boot on the wooden floor. Everyone was quiet.

Mary was in row 3, bed number 2, catti-corner from Shelley. Lucy was usually in row 3, bed 1, next to Shelley. She had disappeared into the Mistress's room, however.

Shelley and Mary turned down their beds, and got in. Shelley noted that the clock read "9:58 PM."

"OK. Let me get you attached to your bed. Shelley, right?"

The woman talking to her Shelley assumed must be Darla. She was a waffish blonde, about 5 foot 3 or so, with small breasts, and long hair, almost to her ass. She had a pretty smile, but a kind of distant sadness in her face and slightly red eyes.

"Yes, and you are Darla?"

"Uh huh. I am the senior sub this month. There you go. I got to hurry."

Shelley noticed that Darla's ass was very red, apparently from a very recent spanking. She would later learn she had been spanked at dinner for being late to her assignment with one other Mistresses in cleaning the classrooms.

Shelley had a six foot chain attaching her to the head of the bed. She figured it would be just enough to get out of bed and pee. She might be able to get out and play with Mary if she got out too. Why that thought crossed her mind, she was not sure, but it turned her on. Was she becoming gay? The thought bothered her a little.

Darla had just gotten in bed, when Mistress Dina yelled out, "OK, sluts, lights out. Sleep well! Tomorrow is another day for you to learn how to properly please a Dom. Now, go to sleep."

It was absolutely dark in the dorm, except for a little sliver of light coming from under the Mistress's door, and the occasional, now distant, flash of lightning. A gentle breeze moved through the room. Within minutes, most of the women were breathing softly as they slipped into slumber. Shelley was awake, however. She could hear the Mistress speaking very sternly and the soft answers that sounded like "Yes, ma'am" and "No, ma'am." It was all muffled, however.

Then it was quiet for a bit. As Shelley began to relax a little and dose off, she was started awake by the sharp sound of a strap whooshing through the air and striking soft flesh, and a cry. It was all muffled by a heavy door and sound proofing in the walls, but Shelley could tell Lucy was receiving a serious strapping. For some reason she began to get wet again between her legs as she remembered the strapping she had received earlier in the day. After a while, it was quiet again, and then she heard the Mistress shouting curses. A little while later, the door opened and flooded the room with light. Lucy was still whimpering, naked and a little sweaty. The Mistress led her to her bed, and Lucy got in. She too was rather sweaty. Then the Mistress locked Lucy to the bed. Shelley watched as this transpired.

Then she startled as she realized the Mistress was looking at her. She shut her eyes hoping to credibly feign sleep.

"You must be the new arrival, Shelley. Right?"

"Umm, yes Mistress." Shelley trembled a little.

"You should be asleep, you know."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, I am too tired to play anymore tonight. Otherwise, I'd be tempted to take you into to my room. Maybe tomorrow night. Hmm? Don't worry, we WILL play. I saw some of the video of you today, by the way. You are pretty hot! I am looking forward having you. Soon, very soon."

"Yes, ma'am." Shelley was frightened by Mistress Dina, but she was so beautiful. Shelley found something flaring up in her as she looked at the Mistress, with her long red locks that cascaded over her heaving breasts. The Mistress was totally nude. Mistress Dina wore no collar, only a pendant Shelley could not make out in the darkness. There was the very evident smell of pussy in the air, coming both from the Mistress and Lucy. It was mostly the Mistress's scent on Lucy's face.

"Don't wipe any of that from your face, Lucy. I want you to smell me all night, tonight."

"Yes, Mistress." Lucy whimpered.

"Nice to meet you, Shelley. Now get some rest. You have a long day ahead of you."

"Yes, ma'am."

The Mistress almost silently walked into the light of her room, with the floor creaking lightly as she crossed the floorboards. She closed her door, and then her light went out. Now it was dark, and silent. After about half an hour thinking about the day, Shelley fell asleep.

Next: Part 6: Shelley starts her training.