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Irontown 1: Maids in Training
(Author Unknown)

Master Stapler took them for Sexual Techniques in a classroom fitted out with racks of hooks from which hung a greater variety of sex toys than Mel had ever seen before, ceiling chains, wall bars, chairs of peculiar design and padded trestles.  A ring of six rubber mats had been laid out end to end on the floor.   After kissing his cock when they entered the room as they had been taught they knelt in a row before him together with Bobbin, Pin and Axel once more.

    'As gynatons your primary purpose is of course to please men sexually,' Stapler told them earnestly.  'You will learn how to satisfy the needs of male organs soon enough, but first you must become thoroughly familiar with every aspect of your own bodies and those of your chainsisters, with whom you are totally interchangeable.  Girlcogs are permitted to have no inhibitions with contact and intimacy of any nature with their own kind whatsoever.  If you have never coupled with another female this is where you will learn how, lesbian sex is only one of the permutations you will have to learn.  Think of yourselves as multi-purpose flesh tools that can be assembled and cross-linked in a huge variety of different ways.  Your bodies have different nubs and orifices that can be used both for coupling with machines, men and each other.  You must have no hesitation about using them for any of these purposes.  Before giving pleasure every nipple, mouth, vulva and bottom hole of your sister cogs must be as familiar to you as your own.'

    He pointed to Mel.  'Lie on you back on the mat with your legs spread,' he commanded.

    Heart thudding, Mel obeyed.  The other girls were lined up behind her head.  The first one was Cam.   

    'You will crawl over every girl in the line ahead of you, kissing her lips, nipples and pubes, taking their rings into your mouths as you do so.  The girl underneath will do the same to you.  When you reach the end, lay down at the foot of the last girl in the line.  When the last girl passes over you get up and work your way along the line again.  Begin?'

    Biting her lip, Cam knelt down with her head upside down over Mel's.  Giving a despairing smile she bent and kissed her.  Then she shuffled forward and gingerly kissed and sucked Mel's left nipple, taking the ring into her mouth.  As she did so Mel caught the ring dangling from the brown nipple of Cam's right breast that hung under her like a ripe fruit and sucked and tongued it.   She shivered, feeling her loins tingle.     

    With her hands cuffed behind her back, Cam had to slither across Mel's body to work her way along.  Her flesh was warm and soft.  Mel felt her tongue toy with her labial rings and then slide tentatively into her slot even as she reciprocated, burying her nose in Cam's warm, sex-scented wetness.  It was bad, shameful and exciting at the same time.  

    'Taste each other properly,' Stapler said.  'Become familiar with her natural oil so that you will recognise it on any mechanical device you may both take inside you.  That way you will work together more efficiently, knowing you are both parts of a greater whole.'

    A flick of the cane made Cam move on, leaving Mel with her nose and mouth wet from her juices.  Bolt took her place.

    She scowled down at Mel as though daring to respond, bent down and gave her a brief peck on the lips, shuffled forward and licked her tongue quickly over her nipples. 

    Stapler's cane cracked across Bolt's bottom.  'Try harder!' he warned her.  The cane swiped Mel's inner thigh.  'Encourage her.'   

    Mel sucked desperately on Bolt's big terracotta-tinted nipples, rolling the rings about with her tongue and feeling them swelling into her mouth.  The girl was not unresponsive, she was just plain stubborn.  Couldn't she see they had no choice?   

    In return Bolt nipped Mel's nipples angrily which made Mel wince, but she did not stop sucking at Bolt's heavy teats.   Bolt spat out Mel's nipples and slithered downwards.  She had a lovely body and Mel found it impossible not to respond to it.  Bolt's deep, smooth, pierced cleft appeared over her face, and she pulled it down onto her by its rings even as Bolt nuzzled roughly into her cleft, going through the motions of kissing and sucking.   It still felt good, and her cleft began to fill with warm wetness.  

    'Move on,' Stapler said. 

    Bobbin, Pin and Axle followed, rubbing, kissing and sucking their way across her body with varying degrees of enthusiasm and skill.   Each one was distinctly different in body scent and taste, but they were all parcels of warm, fresh female flesh and a thrill to touch. 

    Mel felt her natural inhibitions crumbling away in the face of her apparently equally natural desire.  She had no choice, of course, but maybe she did not want one.   Perhaps she had always had lesbian tendencies? who was she fooling, of course she must have!   It was tough on girls like Bolt who had problems with that, but again she had no choice.  It was not her responsibility.  She could lose herself in such distractions and briefly forget her own troubles.  Was she being bad or pragmatic?

    When Axle passed over her Mel got up and looked entranced but impatiently into her dusky bottom cleft as she worked her way down Cam's body. 

    'Move on,' said Stapler and Mel crawled across Cam's prone body to take her place.  By now her nipples and pussy were already wet from the attentions of all the girls that had gone before, and her eyes were large with helpless wonder as they gazed up at Mel.  Was she also being bad or pragmatic?   

    In a few minutes they had become a rolling, flipping, self-consuming caterpillar loop of three ever-changing girl pairs going around and around the ring of mats.  Sweaty flesh slid more easily over sweaty flesh.  After a few more warning flicks of the cane even Bolt appeared to be joining in, spreading their intimate traces between them over and over.   They were dribbling freely on the matting in between and the scent of female arousal filled the air.  Soon Mel was kissing lips that had already kissed every other girl's lips, nipples and pubes, including her own.  They were becoming a single sex machine.  She forgot about Stapler and who she was.  Only the hot yielding flesh above or below her mattered. 

    Then the caterpillar was bucking and shuddering as orgasms spread like a contagion in rapid succession and the girls spent in each other's faces.  With groans they collapsed onto each other and lay still.

    'Well done,' said Stapler. 

    After a minute or two their euphoria faded and slowly shame and guilt returned as they realised what they had been made to do.

    'Positions,' Stapler said.  

    They untangled themselves and formed up into a kneeling line.  Their faces were wet with a cocktail of juices, and they exchanged shy, embarrassed glances, except for Bolt whose lips pinched tight once more as a scowl returned to her brow. 

    Stapler noticed Bolt's expression and flicked his cane sharply across her breasts, making her flinch.  'I see one of you resents the pleasure you have been permitted to share.  As Gryndstone girls you must learn to show joy and gratitude for whatever service you have performed, not disapproval.'  Bolt still looked sullen.  'Very well, you've brought this upon yourself?'   

    Dragging Bolt forward by the hair Stapler positioned her kneeling on a mat with her face down and bottom up.  Then he cuffed her wrists to the sides of her ankle cuffs.  He swiped his cane across her thighs.  'Spread them wider, cog, I should not have to tell you that.'  Miserably Bolt shuffled her knees wider, exposing the smooth cleft pout of her coffee-tinted vulva and the dark pit of her anus.

    'Now this is the basic posture of sexual display and submission, offering up your orifices to whatever usage a master might plan for them.  Today that is a lesson in pain and pleasure?'  

    He unhooked a pair of black rubber dildos from the wall and plugged them into Mel and Cam.  The shafts jutted out at right angles to the double plug ends that fitted into their vaginas and anuses, made easier by the natural oil that still coated the first orifice and the grease that filled the second.  A disk of rubber surrounded the base of the dildo shafts, pressing against their shaven pubic mounds.  On the inside soft rubber fingers teased their clitorises, while its outer face glittered with stubby pointed metal studs.  Their labial rings passed through horizontal slots in the disk and were held in place amongst the studs on the outside by small rubber pegs, securing the dildo in place. 

    Stapler pointed at Mel.  'Enter her!'

    Mel shuffled forward on her knees and slid the head of the dildo into Bolt's cleft, watching her ringed lips spread wide in helpless fascination.  She was actually penetrating another girl like a man.  The resistance of her passage pushed the rubber prongs deeper into her own slot and she felt her clitoris stiffen.  She stopped when the tips of the studs brushed the soft swell of Bolt's bottom cheeks and Bolt shuddered.  Cam and the other girls were watching wide-eyed.

    'As her cage sisters you must encourage her to give herself freely and wholeheartedly to her training without making sour faces.   You both need that lesson driven home.  I'm going to cane you until you orgasm.  The harder you ram into her the sooner that will be.  I want to see those studs digging into her behind.  Any marks you leave are her fault.  Begin!'

    Mel bit her lip.  Despite her annoying attitude she did not want to hurt Bolt, but she had no choice.   Yet she had only orgasmed herself five minutes ago.  This could take a painfully long time for both of them.  Taking a deep breath she pulled back her hips and thrust the full length of the dildo into Bolt.  

    Bolt whimpered as her vagina was filled and the studs jabbed into her bottom, indenting her flesh.  Mel gasped as the rubber fingers toyed with her clitoris.  Stapler's cane swished across Mel's buttocks, making her yelp and ram the dildo harder against Bolt's rear, who then yelped in turn.

    'Harder!' Stapler said.

    Sobbing, Mel began to pump vigorously into Bolt's pussy, setting her breasts bobbing.  She could not be gentle so she must get this over with as quickly as possible for both their sakes.  But how long would it take her to work her way back to an orgasm?       

    Not long, it seemed.  She could already feel the space between her vulva and the dildo disk getting hot and slippery with her juices.  Her clit was swollen and hard, pressing against the kneading, stroking fingers.   Stapler's cane slashed across the tops of her heaving breasts, leaving a red stripe behind.  Mel gasped, but oddly the pain was not a distraction but a spur, heightening her senses.  She could see Bolt's bottom getting redder.  At least it was not cut but it must hurt.  And she was causing that hurt and her own breasts and bottom were tingling.  It was all so sick and perverted.  How could she be doing this?   

    The pressure was mounting in her loins.  Surely she could not cum again so soon!  The Headmaster had said Rowland had investigated making women have multiple orgasms even when they were not feeling aroused.  Was this one of those times?   

    The answer came in a rush that tore through her body and burst in her brain.  Oh? yes!

    Stapler pulled Mel aside, her shiny dildo sliding out of Bolt's clinging vagina, and she lay sprawled on the floor as Cam was put in her place before Bolt's blushing mottled bottom and gaping dripping pubes.  Swipes of the cane across Cam's acorn-brown buttocks made her shuffle forward and ram her dildo into its unwilling socket.  

    Then the cane cracked across Cam's big nipples, making her breasts bounce.  Sobbing, she began to pump away?