School Daze! By Pepperpuppy
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I tried not to cry out as one of the sixth formers held me face down on the ground sitting on the ground infront of me while pulling my arms towards him while both of his feet were planted firmly on my shoulders to stop me moving forwards. While he did that the other boy lay down on top of me thrusting excitedly in and out of my once tight little anus with his very thick hard cock.
Worse still the only lubricant he was using was spit which he'd used on himself missing most of his cock and instead having it land on the ground when he tried to spit on himself so really it was like there was almost no lubricant at all. He said he was going to be the first to fuck me while he was excitedly trying to spit on his cock and that I'd pull the train for him and his other five friends before he'd let me back up again.
As two of his friends had quickly held me by the arms when they raced out from behind the changing rooms and the guy who had said he was going first had quickly yanked my shorts down around me knees and cried out in ecstasy that they'd struck the jackpot saying I was really a girlie boy as my red satin panties I was wearing openly declared.
I'd been warned before about the younger boarders at our school often ending up serving as sex dolls for the seniors staying there as well as some of the teaching staff and had ignored the warning of walking anywhere near the sporting ground toilet block on weekends without several friends to accompany me.
The only reason I'd even been walking around down there was because I was so miserable at the new school and hadn't yet made any new friends so was aimlessly walking round nowhere in particular not even realising where I'd been walking. If only I hadn't been so miserable I mightn't be lying on the ground right now being fucked hard and rough.
When he had cum in me he quickly pulled out and I quickly found myself being entered again although this time it was easier because of the slimy cum inside of me leaking out of my anus. My initial violator was now loudly telling the other three guys standing round and watching how tight I was and said my panties would make a great trophy on his dorm wall.
By the time they had all had their turns at me I was simply a lifeless body of skin and bones having quickly realised the futility of trying to struggle, which the last two boys that use me didn't like in the slightest.
When I was allowed to go they actually hauled me up onto my feet and after considerable humour over whether they'd give me back my shorts, grudgingly relented and one of the boys actually help me back into them although my red satin panties were now a trophy the first boy.
They had all ensured they took plenty of photos of the action on their mobiles and those not actually using me at the moment quickly culled out the blurred photos or those that didn't look interesting till everyone had their own private montage to look at later on when they up-loaded them to their laptops.
I felt sore, wet and sticky and violated as limped back towards my dorm where I walked into my twin room to find my roomie (Mark someone or other) remark "welcome to the club" as soon as he saw me. He'd said probably a dozen words to me since we'd first met in the room and generally he was too quiet and moody to want to know. Now however he was actually concerned for what had happened to me and actually wanted to help me. He showed a gentle-ness I wouldn't have thought he had as he slowly walked me to the shower room for all the under 16's boarders staying at the school and watched over me incase I collapsed.
I also found out that he'd already gone through what I'd just endured so he actually could know how I felt at the moment. He told me that I should expect to have someone to come and claim me before the end of the weekend as his girlfriend saying he was Dan Blake's girl having been caught on only his second day at school walking between buildings to get to a class by a group which we decided included some of the same boys who'd fucked both of us.
He explained that whenever this boy Dan Blake signalled him, he always met him in one of three spare rooms where he'd then take care of Blake's needs and it wasn't unusual to see three or four other boys doing the same thing in the room with none of their owners (Mark's terminology) being bothered at fucking their pets (more new terminology) in front of the others owners at the same time.
Mark just warned me that I should hope I get someone reasonably kind otherwise my next four or five years could be the worst of my life. I didn't say what I'd been wearing when they caught me but I didn't need to as Mark hurried up to me after evening tea and asked me if I'd been wearing panties and after nodding my head, he simply said "you poor thing, quickly ring you parents up and have them get you into another school otherwise you'll end up one of the `chicks' and he explained to me what I was likely headed for.
The chicks were those boys that no one claimed and therefore were available to any student in the college boy or girl to use as they wished to. Yes, we had a girl's boarding school over on the far ends of the grounds and who attended to separate classes and slept separately to us although both schools used some common facilities such as the sporting fields and the two halls and a few of the music rooms and science labs.
The difference between a pet' and a chick' was that `pet owners' took complete responsibility for their pets and were generally better treated because of it although some owners didn't seem to care and would rent their pets out for extra pocket money.
The chicks on the other hand were anybody's to use (including the teaching faculty) and it wasn't unusual to see one with black eyes or split lips wearing dirty uniforms or soiled trousers who never spoke to anyone while walking around with haunted or vacant eyes nervously looking from side to side resigned to their fate.
I'd seen a few already in my first two weeks so understood what mark was telling me and phoned up my parents that evening using Mark's mobile only to hear my father angrily tell me he'd gone to my school and it had done wonders for him growing up so I was staying there whether I liked it or not and hung up on me.
Around two o'clock the next afternoon while Mark and I were reading in our dorm room the door was flung open and several boys and some of the girls from the other side of the grounds walked in and quickly found out it was me they wanted to see. Mark's owner was one of them which I quickly discovered when Mark asked one of the boys "do you need anything master" kneeling infront of a boy with short styled ginger hair and pale complexion.
Meanwhile I was now seated between the two girls who were fussing over me and asking all sorts of questions while showing me photographs of the six boys who'd had sex with me. Neither of the two girls was particularly pretty to look at although they both appeared to have large breasts and gutter mouths to match. Just then one of the masters walked into the room and everyone stopped what they were doing except Mark who had been made to stay kneeling so he could service his owner.
The master (Mr Horan) simply said carry on with your pet Blake I'm not here officially before looking at me and saying "so you're the one are you" and then asked me "do you own these" holding up my satin panties and I needed my head scared stiff at the tall foreboding figure infront of me. "Are you wearing panties at the moment" and I nodded my head silently before he asked me "what colour little pet" and I nervously told him blue before he ordered the two other boys standing to one side "strip him" and I was suddenly being held down while my shorts were being dragged down showing the light blue panties I was wearing before they were told to let me go and thus allowing me to try and restore my small dignity pulling my shorts back up.
"Show me the rest of them" he commanded and I quickly moved over to my cupboard and removed a large cotton bag and opened it up and emptied all the panties inside of it onto my bed. One of the girls remarked that I had more pairs of knickers than she did and her friend joked that that wouldn't have been too difficult to do as they sorted through my panty stash holding the occasional pair up in front of them offering opinions, generally favourable, before replacing them all back into the bag and moving over to stand next to the other two boys.
Mr Horan then said "From now on for as long as your enrolled here you're my new pet" and turning to the boys which now included Blake ordered them to tell the rest of the seniors about his new property ownership and if anything happened to me, he'd make sure he found out who the offenders were and he'd ensure they were castrated or worse before turning to me and telling me that as soon as he could rearrange the dorm rosters I'd be being moved over to his school house where I'd be under the protection of his own prefects but until then I was to continue to wear clean panties every day and he'd check up unexpectedly to make sure I was obeying him then said "goodbye for now pet" and walked out.
Blake said he see Mark later on before following the rest of them leaving Mark and I alone in our dorm room. Mark looked at me and grinned before saying "Craig, you lucky so and so. You're now going to be safe from everyone now that Wrong-Way's your owner he told me enthusiastically.
He then told me that any teacher who claimed a pet made sure that from that moment on their pet was untouchable from any and every one inside the school and short of the principal and his deputy so I wouldn't have to worry about being raped anymore which was very good news for me.
I quickly hid my panty stash away again although mark asked me if I'd loan him a pair so I simply said he should take his pick and he took out a pair of skin tone half briefs which had some lacy trimming around the leg openings and he hugged me before letting go and kissing me on the cheek in gratitude.
By lunch time the next day (Monday) word had filtered out and I was receiving a lot of stares directed at me as well as a lot of whispering. That evening after prep I had four young boys in my year come in and talk to me about them and me and who was their owner and so forth. Mr Horan had already checked on me today to ensure I was wearing panties and on Mark's advice I'd made sure that the pair I was wearing and every day after that until I moved were my nicest and prettiest ones I had.
Of course they asked to see my panty stash and we took turns trying them on with me handing them each a pair of my least preferred panties to wear which had experiencing my first oral sex where I was the recipient instead of the victim till I acted like all the other boys had done to me and grabbed my partners head and held it tightly while I ejaculated into his mouth and forced him to swallow. He actually liked it and said I was much gentler than his present owner and he wished he was my pet.
The following weekend saw Mr Horan take me and another `pet' and his owner who was also my Maths teacher to a town almost an hour's drive away where I was to quickly discover that being a teacher's property was a serious matter as first me and my new friend (Jimmy) were tattooed with our owners name prominently shown on the cheeks of our bottoms and then pierced in both nipples and ears with silver sleepers in our ears and heavier rings in our nipples. It stung a little bit but not as bad as a bit later on when after lunch we returned to the same shop where upon we both had permanent restraint cages fastened to out penises and testicles with small pad locks meaning we were eunuchs for all intents and purposes although our owners held a small key on a chain which they both put around their necks. We were both also given delicate piercings in the tiny amount of ball sack still available to be used and a pair of heavy disks were attached to our sacks giving the name of our owner on one and ca contact number on the other along with our blood types.
Jimmy was told by his owner that for the moment that would be enough but Mr Horan then instructed the man to do one more piercing for me and I was placed in a chair which my head was then placed into a vice and told to open my mouth and after some gagging the guy managed to pierce my tongue and insert a sort of short post with a ball on the end of it which when it was pushed through my tongue and clamped underneath felt than my mouth was full of a round metal ball.
I also quickly found I was talking with a lisp which seemed to please Mr Horan immensely as he then took me to a lingerie shop and purchased a lot of panties and bras as well as several corsets all of which had locks at the top of them as well as some baby doll outfits and nighties.
He said that from tomorrow onwards I'd be in his house dormitory with my own private room just like the prefects and until I had healed from my piercings in two weeks I was free to do whatever I wanted within school rules.
My tongue piercing really please him and he made me answer as often as he could which clearly demonstrated it would be impossible for me to speak without lisping my "S" sounding words which he said made me even cuter.
The following Monday I was wearing my school uniform with panties and a camisole underneath. Apparently all my teachers were made aware of my new speech impediment and ensured I had to answer as few as questions as possible in class where as I was almost always called out to write answers on the black or whiteboard.
For the first two weeks in my new school house I spent every night in Mr Horan's bed sleeping with him but he never tried to have sex with me although he did teach me how to masturbate him. I also had to wash out my lingerie and hang it up in his bathroom while he watched me wearing my new nighties or baby doll pyjamas.
I also had to act as his serving maid for selected teacher who visited him while wearing a black baby doll with a white apron and cap, which he seemed to especially like when I showed him how I'd been learning secretly how to curtsey on the evening after I'd been medically cleared. He ended up buying me a proper thought extremely short maid's uniform and I always wore when I served his visitors
That evening he ravished me almost for the entire night and I was actually limping the following morning in classes. After prep back in his private rooms the following evening he began learning about my piercings and quickly discovered that I had very sensitive nipples which made him smile but best of all was my mouth which always had him cuming quickly in it, curtesy of the large silver ball on my tongue.
All of my subject teachers grew to know my mouth very intimately as well over the following months although only Mr Horan was allowed to fuck my arse and he sure did, too many times to remember. A couple of months later Jimmy was also sporting a tongue piercing after we were both taken to the same store again where I was needed to hold his hand because he was frightened and had asked for me to accompany him when it was done.
By the end of September I was a firm favourite of the entire teaching faculty and administration staff including even the ladies who taught me that my mouth could be just as enjoyable for them as it was for their male colleagues. I was also wearing the girl's schools blouses and slacks around as uniform without any concern for how it would appear to anyone visiting the school and as my hair grew longer a lot of the parents mistook me for a girl student.
By the end of the year several other owners' had had their pets' made to look like me including all the piercings and tattoos.
The following year saw Mr Horan decide to train my anus better so as to take more than just his cock and my `blossoming'(and not so little) rosebud was subjected to insertions with some very large objects with some being held in place by straps for hours on end. When I was wearing skirts instead of slacks (another of my dispensations) my various teachers would often place a hand under my skirt to see how thick the object was inside of me.
The training worked because Mr Horan started fucking me without needing lubrication which he and I agreed we actually preferred. By the end of my second year I was the complete sex toy for my owner and remained that until I graduated where I became a private escort and a millionaire before I was twenty one.
Dad seemed quite proud of that and although he know how I made my money he didn't care as long as I was successful which he put down to the high school I had attended. The same one as he had.