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Good Wife University 5-7
The eight nude women followed Tina down the hallway to a classroom that looked like it could serve any middle school.
There were eight desks with separate chairs facing a chalk board.
To one side sat eight computer terminals and on the other were textbooks and supplies on the shelves by the windows that extended to the ceiling in the fashion of older schools where the primary lighting was natural.
Clarice passed out tests and pencils, her only instruction, "Be honest in all of your answers." The women opened the test booklets and began immediately, fearing whatever punishment Miz Tina might inflict if they daudled.
All of them started answering the questions in test I.
Rate the following questions on a scale of 1 to 5. One being that you totally disagree and five that you totally agree with the statement. Answer quickly, giving your first impression without analyzing the question. Be honest.
I like my body. 1 2 3 4 5 I am too fat.
My buttocks are too large.
My lips are sensuous.
I become aroused easily.
I am in good physical condition.
I love sex.
I love anal sex.
I love cunnilingus.
I love fellatio.
My body is perfect.
My nipples are sensitive.
Tattoos are sexy.
I want to try anal sex.
I want to try sex with a dog or other animal.
Kim's teaching degree put her at both an advantage and a disadvantage. She recognized the technique from college courses on testing. The answers would show attitudes and provide a psychological profile of the testee. She thought about how she might slant her answers to her advantage, then decided that honesty was the best policy. A good test would catch her if she tried to manipulate the results and she had little doubt that this test was expertly prepared.
The next test was fill-in-the-blanks style. It began with innocent questions, them moved on to ask many of the same questions that were asked in their introductions at breakfast.
My favorite color is _____________________.
If I could change one thing about my body, it would be my __________________.
The last four books I read were ____________ by ________, _______________ by ____ ...
My last orgasm was on ___(date)___ at __(approx time)___
while I __________________________________.
My favorite bra is ___(color)___ ___(fabric)___
Clarice declared a break, telling them that they were permitted to use the toilet rather than standing in the shower to pee "so long as you abide by the rules of our beloved GWU. So go on. You have fifteen minutes. You can grab a cup of coffee or a soda from the pantry if you want. You can even talk among yourselves or to anyone, for that matter, as long as you're courteous."
The sophomores were still cleaning up, having eaten after everyone else had finished. They showed Laura where to find cups and the coffee machine. The younger women chose colas on ice from the ice maker in the corner of the kitchen. They were all back in the classroom with time to spare, fearing punishment if they went beyond the fifteen minutes and lacking watches or clocks to tell how much time they had left. The next test was a true-false test.
I like sex.
I like oral sex.
I like giving head.
I swallow cum.
I fantasize often.
I like anal sex.
I like a finger in my anus when receiving oral sex.
The last test was essay. 'Typical,' Kim thought to herself as she read through the assignments.
Describe your favorite sexual fantasy in complete detail.
Include the setting, the clothing, music (if applicable), etc. Scan _My Secret Garden_ by Nancy Friday for examples of the detail required. If your favorite fantasy does not fill all three pages, single spaced, then add details of more sexual fantasies that you enjoy.
Describe in detail all of the reasons why you married your husband. Include your feelings at the time that you married and contrast them with your feelings now. If not yet married, describe...
After reading all of the questions, Kim thought for a moment before she began to describe her fantasy, a romantic story straight out of a pulp novel.
The testing continued all morning with breaks when more than a couple of the women showed restlessness. Kim looked around and noted that she was the only one already working on the essay questions even though she was exhausted from no sleep.
"Time's up, future good wives," Clarice announced. "Time for lunch. Finishing the tests is your homework for tonight. You can drop your test folders off in your rooms before you go to the dining room."
"And you may go independently as long as you walk in proper position for freshmen during hell week," Tina told them sternly.
"I noted quite a few violations of the rules and I'm keeping track of the demerits."
Kim wanted to laugh out loud. How could they possibly carry drinks back to the classroom with their hands behind their necks?
But it didn't matter. This was hell week. So she picked up her cup and carried it back to the kitchen before assuming the position, holding the folder under her thumbs at the back of her neck until she reached her room.
"Figured it out, did you?" Tina asked from the sofa when Kim dropped off the folder in the room where she was first placed.
"Yes, Miz Tina," she answered.
"Think you can hack it?"
"Yes, Miz Tina."
"Put that in the infirmary," she ordered, sticking the folder back under Kim's thumbs.
"Yes, Miz Tina."
Although Clarice used the term lunch, the noon meal was the big meal of the day, starting with a fresh garden salad and followed by delicious braised chicken breasts with wild rice and peas fresh from a local garden, delectable home baked yeast rolls fresh from the oven, and ending with strawberry shortcake with whipped cream. The morning cooks did the serving while the morning servers cooked.
Once again, they were free to talk during their meal and they were given an hour and a half so that they could enjoy it. They did enjoy it, both the freedom to talk and the delicious meal.
After the satisfying dinner and conversation, Tina again commanded them to silence and the humiliating position that no longer bothered them. She led them to the stairway and told them to go to room 214, staying back to catch Kim when she stumbled on the stairs.
Room 214 was bare except for eight wide tables covered with white sheets. A young girl who couldn't be over twenty was standing in the front of the room behind an old wooden desk. The girl wore only white pumps, a white choker, and a broad smile. She had high-set perkie tits topped with erect little nipples. Her completely bare pubes made her look much younger than her actual age of 22. Tina pointed with the riding crop to where each of the women should stand and then ordered, "At ease."
All eight women dropped their arms. Each of them did something to loosen up, some shrugging their shoulders, others stretching.
"Ladies, I'm Miz Lucy, your sex tester. This afternoon, we're going to learn something about your sexual abilities. Go ahead and remove the covers from your tables."
They each lifted the sheet from their table. Most gasped when they saw the table covered with rubber dildos varying in size from pencil thin to the size of a man's forearm. Most were roughly shaped like an erect human penis but a few were smooth.
One was a good replica of a finger with a nail bed molded into the top and the biggest one had a balled up fist at the end. The second largest, a fifteen inch long thing the diameter of a baseball bat, had replicated extended fingers formed into a cone at its end.
"Now I want everyone to select from your collection the biggest cock you are reasonable sure you can insert into your vagina without discomfort. Good. Hold it up where I can see."
Lucy looked around, smiling at all the blushes. It was obvious that everyone had chosen a much smaller dildo than would fit comfortably. "I see. Well, I'll be your instructor for your Penile Penetration class and I say you all picked too small. Let me demonstrate."
Lucy stepped around her desk, pulling her chair behind her and leaving in front. Then she picked up the second largest rubber prick from Wendy's table, saying, "I don't think you need this one," and used the tube of lubricant there to generously coat the object before stepping onto the chair and then her desk top.
Then she bent forward to display her bottom to the assembly and spoke. "The female body is wonderfully adaptable and we have twelve weeks to help you adapt yours," she announced. Then she made most in the room gasp when she placed the giant dildo not at her pussy but her anus and pressed forward. She pumped the thing in short strokes for about a minute, then called, "Sarge, can you help me? My hands are too greasy."
"Anything for you, Miz Lucy," Tina sang out in her usual voice, a loud, commanding yell. Tina put her hand on the base of the thing and pressed forward. Lucy goaned out a "Yes!" as the thing slid in eight or nine inches. "Ta da!" Lucy smiled, turning around with the thing embedded in her butt. Then she sat down on it as if it were a stool glued to her bottom.
"I'll need a little help for the next one," Lucy informed Sarge.
"I'm a little tight today."
"You, you, and you," Tina snapped out, pointing the riding crop at Maria, Jennifer, and Wendy. "Ok, you two. Don't get any grease on your fingers now. You," she barked at Katy. "Grease up that big one real good. If you hurt my girl Lucy, I'l stripe your ass. More. Get it really dripping, especially the head."
"Now, pinkies up to be polite, put your fingers together and put them into that lovely vaginal opening," Tina ordered. "Fingers side by side. Go slow. Easy, put them together to go in and then spread 'em. That's it."
The three youngest women in the room blushed crimson at what they were doing. This was the first female they had touched sexually unless they counted the shower that morning. That was completely forgotten as twelve fingers easily spread open the girl's body.
"Now Moby Dick," Tina grinned. "Fuck her, my little virgin dyke.
Put that whale of a dildo in and fuck, fuck, fuck."
Although none of them noticed, it was the first time that Tina had used profanity since they were awakened that morning. Her drill instructor training taught that profanity was inappropriate and should be reserved for when it was needed such as in the heat of combat.
Wendy was terrified just holding the monster rubber thing and needed more prodding from Tina before she was willing to place the fist-shaped rubber at Lucy's entrance and press it forward.
"Let go, _NOW_," Tina ordered, and Jennifer and Maria gladly released the stretchy flesh to hug against the giant rubber shaft. "Now fuck your professor, virgin dyke," Tina ordered Wendy. "Fuck her good."
"Yeah," Lucy panted out, leaning back on the desk until she was supine with her legs high in the air and rocking herself onto the thing. "I want to get off," she confirmed, using her still oily fingers to circle her clit. "Fuck me, dyke. Fuck me!"
Wendy was sure that the thing was going to kill Lucy. She could see the bulge from the thing push out Lucy's trim belly as she stroked more and more of the monster into the woman until almost a foot and a half were inside. "That's enough," Lucy panted, "Now in and out. Yeah. Oh, yes!" A few more strokes with her fingers and the rubber monster Wendy manipulated and Lucy exploded. Then she sighed and relaxed totally.
Wendy didn't need to be told to remove the thing. When she was no longer holding it, it slid right out on its own with some help from Lucy's muscles. "And that has absolutely nothing to do with what you're going to learn here," Lucy laughed, contentedly laying on her side facing the group. "Well, actually, it does.
You're going to learn control. Let me show you a few more things."
Lucy pulled a two foot long double-ended dildo from her desk drawer while still sitting on top of the desk. The rubber was molded to realistically mimmic two unsually large cocks back-to-
back. "I can do this, too," she smiled, tilting her head back and instantly swallowing eighteen inches of the shaft. Then she spread her hands and everyone watched the six inches of dildo sticking out of her mouth pump up and down as if there were a man inside her body fucking outward. Then she used the muscles in her throat to expel the thing completely, catching just the end between her teeth as she sat up to face the group.
"In case you haven't guessed, I'm a bit of an exhibitionist,"
Lucy laughed. She hopped back to her feet and circulated the room to collect a dildo from each desk. Then she returned to her desk and laid back, still facing her students. "Does anyone think I'm ruined by the monster cocks? That I'm so stretched that I could never please a man?"
No one answered although several had exactly that thought. "Well, I'll prove I have the muscles to do it." With that, she plunged a dildo into her well lubricated puss, leaned back on her elbows, and, using her well developed muscle control and strength, she launched to dildo into the air, almost landing it on the closest desk.
"Your elevation and windage are a bit off," Tina snickered.
"Loading," Tina announced, plugging Lucy's pussy once more. "Fire two." The pair launched the remaining seven dildos, nearly hitting Kaitlyn and Wendy caught one before it hit her desk.
"Enough fun for now," Lucy laughed, noting that her class was having difficulty keeping straight faces. "Let's go to the gym."
Everyone followed her down the hall to the gymnasium. Actually, they went to a low-ceilinged exercise area to the side of the main gym. There was a four-on-four basketball game between two groups of seniors in progress on the main floor.
"Now for my final demonstrations and your first test," Lucy said, turning to face the freshmen who were lined up by Tina. Lucy picked up a molded metal object about a foot long with a large ball an inch and a half in diameter on one end. It tapered slightly to the next ball, barely over an inch around, and then down to a ball a bit less than an inch in diameter. The end was a rounded ball no bigger than a finger tip with a ring welded to it.
"This is one type of Kegel exerciser," Lucy told them. "Does anybody know what it's for?" When she was met with silence, she informed the group, "You can erase demerits with merits for exemplary class participation."
"It's to exercise internal muscles, Miz Lucy," Darlene offered.
"Right. Have you ever used one like this?"
"No, mam. Miz Lucy."
"So what kind of Kegel exercises did you do?"
Darlene was blushing crimson, embarrassed to answer but afraid not to. "I used my fingers," she said so softly that few could hear because of the noisy basketball game going on so close to them.
"That's an excellent exercise," Lucy said loudly. "And it doesn't require any special equipment. Just put your finger or fingers inside your pussy and squeeze down on them. So how do you suppose this is used?" she asked then.
"You put it in your puss', big end first, and then let it out one knob at a time," Darlene replied, both proud that she knew the answer and embarrassed for the same reason.
"Very good," Lucy smiled. "So everybody get one and let's see how you do. We keep them in the steam room because they're not very comfortable when they're cold. I prefer the plain polished metal ones but a lot of people like the latex coated ones. You can try both over the next few days. Now, the steam room is..."
Chery blushes spread through the group as they realized what they were going to do as they each picked a device off of a rack on the wall of the steam room. Back in the exercise area on the rubber mats, Lucy had them all insert the bar up to the second largest ball.
Wendy felt surprised at the feeling of an object penetrating her for the very first time. She was a true virgin. She had visited her gynecologist a few weeks before coming to GWU to have her hymen surgically removed. Not very traditional, she knew, but less painful than having it torn during her first intercourse.
She had been warned that penetration would be required during the course so she wanted to be prepared.
But she wasn't prepared for the feelings. It felt, well, good, she decided. Full. Right. She felt no physical discomfort, just acute embarrassment at doing anything with her private parts which, for twenty one years, she had touched only with toilet paper or a wash cloth. But it was nice, feeling a little stretching like an internal massage. Unfortunately, as soon as she took her hand off the object, it slid out and thudded onto the rubber mat. So did most of them, especially when Lucy ordered them to squat. She wanted it back inside her and Lucy instructed them all to try again.
Darlene was proud of herself and her control. Her OB doctor taught her Kegel exercises to help her prepare for and recover from childbirth. Although she didn't exercise her PC muscles daily like she knew she should, she did them often enough to have are more strength and much better control than any of the other women in her group.
"That's great, Darlene," Lucy congratulated her. "I can see that you'll be getting some special privileges and might be excused from some of my classes. Now let's see how you do with this."