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"Yes! Yes!” she cried out in agony. “I deny it!"

"Poor little slut,” he said, almost too kindly. His right hand moved down her body to cup her mons. Louise gasped and tensed even more as it dawned on her what was to follow. His hand crushed the soil-twig mixture onto her soft bud of clitoris. She screamed loudly, urgently for anyone that might help to end her suffering.

"Don't lie to me bitch."

His fingers began forcing the handful of soil and twigs up into the soft folds of her pussy. A long howling scream echoed around the silent woods, pitiful and pleading.

His left hand now freed his cock from his trousers and with a little difficulty the head was poised at the entrance to her tight little anus.

"Oh God no please,” Louise sobbed, unable to move or to resist.

"Lying bitch,” he spat at her and forced his cock inside, stretching the soft skin of her anus around the thick shaft of his cock. The rubbing on her clitoris never stopped for a moment. Up and up he pushed, thrilling as her loud sobbing screams reverberated around the silent woodland. Her insides were on fire, her tender inner folds burning as he forced into her. The grinding of her clitoris was painful and sore, and the inner lips of her soft pussy were having burning sensations forced through them.

"Okay I lied,” she cried out at last.

"Too late bitch. You will learn to take me at my word."

His fingers began forcing more of the rough mixture into her soft pussy. She looked straight up the tree to the canopy above, a hopeless and resigned look, soft gurgling noises came from her throat as she felt herself being so roughly invaded.

Blessed relief came to her when his warm sperm jetted inside her, jerking and bucking, his hips forced into her soft buttocks, crushing her pussy even harder onto the hand that rubbed her. He groaned for many minutes afterwards, savouring his orgasm and then withdrew from her. She cried softly into the rough bark of the tree.

He sat on the grass watching her as she sobbed into the wooden prison that crushed against her sore, beaten body.

"You want to tease men and to work them up with your sexuality is that it?"

"Yes,” she said quietly after a moment's pause.

"And if I offer you the opportunity to do so regularly, would that take any defiance out of you?"

"Yes,” she sobbed hopefully.

"But little Louise, silly little Louise, this was always planned for you."

"What?” she asked in surprise, trying to turn her head a little to look at him. “Are you serious?"

"A beauty such as you is made to please men. And that is what you are destined for. Firstly though you must, and I repeat must, learn obedience."

"When?” Her voice lifted full of hope.

"Soon, very soon. When I am convinced of your total obedience. Then you shall use your body in the way you desire. Remember these conflicting thought trains when you sit your exams Louise. Remember the sweetness of pain, the titillating feelings of anticipation. The uncertainly and the disappointment, the sexual power that can come from pain, our minds are like large gardens—to allow them to grow and to flourish, we must first understand them, tend them and manipulate them. Learn these experiences, know them, welcome them and your studies will go well."

He untied the ropes and she slumped to the ground. A few moments passed before he spoke again.

"See those stable buildings over there?” Louise looked up and saw a series of low sheds about two hundred yards away across the grassed area.

"You will crawl to them, bitch. On your hands and knees. When we arrive there we can wash you off and think about getting back."

With a heavy heart, tinged with a glimmer of hope, Louise started her journey to the stables. It was painful on her knees and rough on her hands, and by the time she was half way there her knees felt as though they could take no more. The professor talked constantly as he walked slowly by her side, guiding her in her studies, she realised that now, he was helping her to understand, to assist her in gaining her degree. It spurred her forwards to the muddy area that lay in front of the stables.

"Next week you will be able fulfil your fantasies, Louise, and flaunt you gorgeous body for the delight of men. I hope now that when I ask for unwavering obedience from you that I get exactly that. Much rests on your learning with me and I will accept nothing less than total commitment from you."

He turned on the hose and directed the freezing cold water onto her shivering body as she knelt in the mud. The freezing liquid was directed at each and every part of her. She felt miserable and dejected, but at the same time the hope he had now given in the form of the promise seemed to make up for that.

Onto her breasts and stomach, mons and buttocks, the water covered her, stinging in places where she was so very sore. Louise stood and moved onto the grass, she stood thinking as he hosed her. It was her way of coping with it, she thought of the delights to come and the horny feelings and experiences she could have doing what she loved; teasing and tantalising. The water didn't seem quite so cold to her now, lost as she was in her thoughts of pleasures to come.

"And! And he drove me home naked! Only a car rug to cover me, good job it was dark by the time we got back here,” Louise said, finishing relating the day's events to Paula.

Once again Paula took the role of nurse and tended to the many scratches and scrapes on Louise's body.

"Those stripes on your arse look painful” Paula said in sympathy, rubbing the antiseptic cream into various scratches.

"Bloody well were I can tell you!"

"You know he's postponed our sessions until after the exams are over don't you?” Paula tried to break it kindly to Louise as the professor had asked her to.

"Guessed he might actually. Good sense if you think about it. Bit of a shame in one way, I was looking forward to a bit of the other. But it will give me time to heal, I don't want to tease anyone looking like a scraped potato."

"Yeah, we could both do with a little free time to just concentrate on the exams."

"What happens after, Paula? I mean where do we go from there?"

Paula was silent for a moment, it hadn't really occurred to her that their life as they knew it now might come to an end with the exams.

"Don't really know. I'll ask him.” She sounded distant and unsure.

"It can't end can it?” Louise probed, seeking reassurance.

The loud knock on the door broke her thoughts; Paula opened the door to the professor who stood smiling as he waited.

"The Principal is here to claim his rights,” he said, taking Paula's arm gently and guiding her towards his bedroom.

"What happens after the exams professor? Do we have to leave?"

The professor stopped, gripped her firmly by the shoulders and looked directly into her eyes.

"Paula! Both you and Louise will be well looked after now and in the future. You need not fear. I can't tell you much now, but after the exams I will explain all and you will not be disappointed, trust me."

He smiled kindly at her, planted a loving kiss on her forehead and guided her to the bedroom door.

"Please the Principal now. Cement the relationship we have with him and the society. Both our futures are assured and all will be well."

The professor opened the door and stood back to allow her to pass into the room. She trusted him and was happy to do as he bid. Reassured as she was, her nipples began to harden as she saw the naked man waiting for her.

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Both girls sat a little nervously in the reception room of the great house. Louise had seen only the grounds on her visit here previously; the house was something else again. She and Paula had marvelled at the Victorian mansion as the car had stopped on the gravel driveway that swung in a huge circle round to the main entrance at the front.

The inside of the house was surprisingly modern, not dull or old in any sense, but the furnishings and furniture were co-ordinated to create a light and airy atmosphere that they both felt comfortable in.

"How long do you think he will be?” Paula asked in a half whisper as she looked around the lavishly furnished room.

"Don't know,” Louise replied without turning around, her interest firmly held by the ornaments that decorated the huge room.

"Something else this place isn't it?” Paula sighed longingly.

"Sure is. A different world to..."

She was stopped in her flow as the door opened and the professor called them to follow. His dinner suit looked formal and totally in keeping with the lavish surroundings. The girls followed him into the great room opposite the door they had just left and stood side by side at the head of a long dining table where the men were seated.

Seven of them, the Principal both girls recognised, the others they didn't know other than to recall two familiar faces from the guest nights. All were dressed impeccably in dinner jackets and bow ties. All eyes roamed the girls’ bodies hungrily, exploring and searching each and every contour of the slim fresh girls before them.

Short pleated skirts, black hold-up stockings and tight fitting blouses, just as the professor had asked. Black knee-length boots and their collars completed their required dress for the evening. As usual, bright red lipstick and nail varnish added to their overall look of beauty and sexuality. Both girls, but Louise more so, bathed in the attention the men were giving them.

It had been a month since they last had any sexual encounters. The exams were finished and the celibate period had continued afterwards at the professor's insistence. And he had insisted even to the point of keeping the girls away from one another so as to ensure that now they would be rested and willing.

Louise felt her clitoris throb, she guessed that Paula felt the same.

The Principal rose to his feet at the other end of the table, and Paula looked at him, recalling how he had enjoyed her body on the professor's bed. She also recalled how much she had enjoyed his body and the delights that he had subjected her to. She liked him very much. There was something about older men that attracted her.

"Young ladies,” he announced, “as you now may realise, the society is not unconnected with the university. Whilst I assure you that every effort was made to take no part in influencing your results, we are, via those connections in a position to be able to tell you your exam results should you wish to know them."

"Yes please!” Paula answered instantly. Louise nodded her agreement, swallowing hard and feeling a nervous flutter in her stomach.

The Principal referred to the sheet of paper held in his hand and paused.

"You both have gained first class honours degrees in—"

Both girls looked at one another and squealed in delight, hugging each other then jumping up and down as the full realisation hit them. For a few moments it was pointless for the Principal to continue. The loud clapping that the men in the room produced, combined with the excited chatter from the girls, made his voice go unheard. He instead waited patiently for the excitement to die down.

"Further to your excellent news today,” he announced bringing their attention back to him and the room to silence,” the senate, seated here unmasked as a sign of the trust we place in you, have met and arrived at a decision."

Paula gripped Louise's hand as they stood there smiling. She squeezed tightly on Louise's slim fingers and received a firm squeeze in response. They were delighted.

"The senate has the power and has decided the following on behalf of the society. You will both become honorary members, all fees waived, naturally. Further to this, you will be given this house and grounds as your own, for as long as your membership is valid. You may live here as though it were your own, uninterrupted and choosing who may visit and when."

The girls looked at one another in amazement. Paula's eyes widened and Louise let her mouth drop as she smiled back at her friend.

"All reasonable expenses will be paid for you for the upkeep of the house etc and in addition you will both be supplied with a car, again at the society's expense,” the Principal continued, as though he were at a business meeting. The girls trembled, wanting to scream their delight, but containing it and saving it for later.

"You are free of course and are positively encouraged to pursue your own careers and incomes separate from the society's activities."

He fell silent, awaiting a response.

"Does that mean,” Louise asked, a little unsure of what she had heard, “that we, me and Paula, can live here together, with a car each and all bills paid?"

The Principal couldn't contain a smile.

"It certainly does, Louise, mean just that."

"Oh God!” Louise replied, rolling her eyes and trying to take in the possibilities of what he had told them.

"And what do we have to do for all this?” Paula asked, slightly suspiciously.

"You would be required to attend two society meetings a month at the barn."

"For you to use us,” Paula replied and received a sharp kick from Louise.

"For you also to use us, Paula, for we are all bound by the same desires and tastes—our enjoyment would be mutual."

"If we want out at any time?” Paula persisted.

"As always you are free to cancel the arrangement at any time, a tenancy agreement will be drawn up by our solicitors so that you are legally protected as regards your living arrangements. We, the senate and the society, hope, however, that our relationships would be long and enjoyable. We certainly look forward to your agreement."

"May we talk about it for a moment?” Paula asked, turning towards the door.

"By all means,” the Principal answered kindly, and sat down to wait.

The girls waited until they were back in the reception room and alone before they again broke into a flurry of excited chatter and amazement, expressing both in a series of tight hugs that showed the extent of their pleasure.

"Cracked it or what!” Louise squealed. “All those questions, you dork!"

"Just checking.” Paula smiled broadly. “Living here, free to do as we wish—” she raised an eyebrow as she said the words.