Return to Avondale

Pamela and Donna had been sent to the nurse's office in preparation for their coming weekend jaunt up to Dunden. On other weekends they had watched other girls go off in the car of their mistress, and were told all about it by the talkative adventurers the next day! They knew their turn would be soon, and got the tingly feeling again when thinking about actually selling themselves!

When they entered, Sabrina was at the filing cabinet, bent nicely to the lowest drawer.

"Seems kinda silly for you to wear that little skirt at all 'Brina," laughed Donna. "Pants show all the time anyway. Why don't you wear just pants and stockings and nothing else just like the rest of us. I wouldn't feel right wearing any more than that anymore!"

"Hi, kittens!" said Sabrina, turning around.

"Because I'm staff and you're slaves, if you must know. Slaves don't wear much, you know. Besides tomorrow you'll have to put blouses and skirts on for your trip to boyland. Can't afford to have anyone nicked on the way. And no rings, for sure.

Take 'em all out, and don't forget. The boys just wouldn't understand such things like we girls do.

Ready to fuck your heads off?"

"Sure, Sabrina," said Pamela. "But why did we get called in here? Not that I mind! You're scrump- tious, y'know, even if you are an ancient twenty- seven. Gonna torture us again so soon? It was just last Monday that you made us howl By the way, thanks for doing us together, 'Brina. We sang a nice duet, didn't we? It's super to see each other hurt, 'n' after all, we are wife and wife. Do us again together?"

Sabrina laughed. "You two are incorrigible!

Sorry, no torture today. Just the required nurse's speech before being ladies-of-the-night tomorrow.

Some things you should know, and as your friendly neighborhood nurse, I'm elected to lay it on you, so plop your pretty little bottoms down in the chairs and I'll get to it… that is, if you can sit. I see the cat has been at your rumps again today. Cor, you both got laced, didn't you?"

"Yep, we got laced. Jan can be heavy-handed sometimes," said Donna.

"Being made to have sex with boys is supposed to be a punishment at Avondale," said Sabrina.

"In the old days a moppet lost her cherry here, but today's girls are something else again. You two probably haven't kept your legs crossed for years, so your romp with the boys will be just fun and games. Ravan is well aware of the sex bit not being what it used to be to degrade a girl, so she came up with something a few years back. Here's how the game is played. I have supplies of the pill here for you to take, and you're welcome to them. You will have three sessions with the boys about a month apart. Only three times, but all night, of course.

Now, here's the fun of it. You can also choose not to go on the pill! It's entirely up to you. It's what we call, taking it 'natural.' It's the chance t,hat makes the whole thing exciting for you! If you don't wan't to play roulette you can take the pill, and none of the other girls, or Jan, or Ravan will know, and I would not tell anyone or think any- thing less of you. I realize it's a serious decision and would not be forced upon you. It would be too great of a punishment. On the other hand, if you feel that being made to have sex with boys should be part of your punishment training, including the chance of pregnancy, then you can choose to fuck 'natural.' "

Pamela and Donna looked at each other. It was the old tingly feeling again!

"If you do choose to get laid natural and you get pregnant, here's what would happen. You would be released from Avondale at once, and put on probation to your mothers. After the birth of your child, arrangements have been discreetly made with a society in London to accept your child for adoption purposes. Thus you will not be sad- dled with a child at your age. On the other hand, you may also keep the child. It's up to you. After the birth of the child, whether you keep if, or not, you do not have to come back to Avondale to com- plete your sentence. You do, however, have to report back to me, or whatever nurse might be here, to be whipped once each month for two years in lieu of your early release. Now. want, the pill, or want it 'natural'? Come hack in an hour and tell me."

The discussion in their room was rather brief.

Pamela and Donna used most of the time for a good romp in bed together.

"Abby and Tricia left a note," said Donna.

"Want to know if we'd like to swap bedmates with them tonight. Abby with me, Trish with you. What say?"

"Sure!" said Pamela. "We haven't made it with others since Sunday. 'Sides, Trish has some tongue. Hey, we better get back to Sabrina, it's almost four."

The two skipped back to the nurse's room.

"We'll take it 'natural,' Sabrina! Puts a lot of excitement into it!"

"Thought you'd say that, kittens. Good slaves.

Makes me think a lot of you."