Matches11 - Epilogue Part 1




Hi, this is an entirely unofficial epilogue to Hardie's brilliant Matches
sequence of stories, set in a school where the girls learned to dominate the
boys. It's in two parts (this is the first; the second will be submitted over
the next couple of days). I'm not entirely happy with it as I don't think I
have captured Hardie's style. But there are some good things in it.
Comments/complaints to tantalus1970@yahoo.co.uk

The school had changed a lot since the final and climactic victory of girl
power. Word of the school's unusual success in producing confident,
success-minded teenage girls had spread (although only a few of the mothers
knew the real reasons why). It hadn't taken much ball- squeezing of various
Dads for the Mums to have their only little darlings enrolled. The school now
had twice the number of pupils it had had only a year ago. And it was
notoriously successful in taming tearaway boys as well!

New girls were admitted to the main school immediately on arrival, but new
boys were kept in a separate building (which any girl could visit at any time)
until they had been ‘re-educated'. Quite a few fathers had found themselves
spending some time there as well (not all of them unwilling...eventually!)

In the main building, boys were no longer referred to as such, but as toys,
even on the signage and documents. And ‘him' and ‘he' became ‘it'. If anyone
asked too many questions...well, the school now has some of the country's most
skilful ‘nut-crackers' working there, with a lot of eager pupils...

The school uniform had changed somewhat since last year. For toys, the only
real difference is that tops and shirts could not reach below the waist, so
that if for some reason, a toy's pants were pulled down, there would be
nothing to cover his...embarrassment! The same rule applied to male teachers.
Adult males wore tight trousers with no belt; toys wore very tight shorts.

For the girls, and most of their female teachers, clothes had become tighter,
shorter, smaller and more revealing. Mini-skirts were as close to compulsory
for the girls as was possible. There were in reality hardly any rules for the
girls; almost all the disciplinary code applied only to toys.

Most of the girls' stomachs and midriffs were uncovered; shirts were white but
underwear was normally of a different colour to show clearly through the thin
fabric; shirts were often tied in a knot across teen cleavage by those girls
who didn't bother with bras. Most of the female teachers wore stockings and
suspenders. The girls often favoured black knee- or thigh-length pop socks.
Most footwear was high-heeled, from shoes to thigh-length boots and usually
black, although some girls and teachers favoured red, blue or sometimes even
white. Toys wore sandals or slippers. Adult males were allowed to wear
trainers in case there were visitors.

Toys arrived half an hour before the girls were expected to arrive and were
required to line up along the corridor from the main entrance. All toys were
expected to have erections bulging from their tight pants. This was very
rarely a problem. By now, all the toys were completely broken (many still with
the bruises to show it). As they stood in lines facing each other across the
corridor, some silently prayed that today there would just be some humiliation
to keep them in their place, no real pain or degradation. Although others
prayed for exactly that. Most kept their eyes down to avoid meeting the gaze
of the toy opposite. The toys had, over the last few months, been forced by
laughing and jeering girls and women to learn a LOT more about each other's
cocks than they ever wanted to!

As the girls starting to arrive for school, laughing and joking and chatting
and giggling, many of them would idly tug down the pants of one or more of the
waiting toys to expose their saluting and now exposed hard-ons. One or two of
the nastier girls would take a punch or a kick at a crotch or a pair of
hanging jewels, or perhaps a quick vice-tight squeeze to hear the toy squeal.
The girls never really put any effort into this, as it was too early in the
morning and there would be PLENTY of opportunities for putting toys in their
place throughout the rest of the day.

Female teachers and other staff members would walk up and down the two lines
of toys checking that each and every cock was hard. Any that were not at full
strength, and the staff knew the full erection capability of every toy in the
school, was pulled by the ear to one side for a trip to the ‘re- education'
centre, nick-named the House of Pain. Occasionally, if they were in a good
mood, they would send one or two of the toys who were known to enjoy pain and
humiliation. The rest of the toys, their pants still down around their knees
or ankles, were packed off to the main hall for assembly.

As the toys shuffled into the hall, they each took their place beside a
smirking girl, she sitting in a chair, it standing by her side for her to play
with it, while listening to today's speeches from the senior staff.

Toys were required to keep absolute silence during the half-hour assembly,
despite the best efforts of all the innocent-looking young girls to make them
emit a noise...usually a cry of pain! Balls were squeezed, groped, slapped,
punched and tugged downwards. Arses were slapped and spanked. The room quickly
filled with the sounds of vibrating devices, slipped over swollen cock heads,
rubbed up and down bulging shafts, rubbed against the underside of ball sacs,
and often slid into tight male arseholes. All this while the girls pretended
to listen to every word the teachers and senior staff were saying (a
typescript of which would be sent out earlier to every girl just in case they
were too busy at the time to hear). One sound, one peep from a toy, and it
would be held into detention until it could be left alone in the ‘gentle'
hands of the older women on the staff.

Throughout the rest of the day, the toys had to observe the strict rules on
stripping for the girls. If the girls outnumbered the toys or if the numbers
were about even, the toys undressed themselves when ordered to. But if the
toys outnumbered the girls, it was up to the girl to strip the toys herself as
a symbol of her dominance over them. Woe betide any toy who resisted. By now,
of course, not only were all the toys completely broken, but their almost
constant raging hard-ons betrayed their secret desire to be submissive before
any display of girl power, even when humiliated in front of their friends (a
daily occurrence). If one tiny young girl found herself in a room with half a
dozen 17 or 18 year old toys, she could, if she wanted, tug down whichever
pants she chose to admire the goods. One particular treat for the girls was
getting the toys with the smaller cocks to compliment the ‘bigger' toys on the
size and girth of their equipment!

After assembly, the girls would get on with their lessons while the toys spent
an hour in the gym and then the showers, keeping themselves in shape, one hour
in the morning, one hour before lunch and one hour at the end of the day,
under the watchful eye of the numerous female sports teachers and their eager
assistants (the girls were on a rota so that every girl in the school spent
one hour every couple of days in the gym watching over their toys) the women
and girls in skimpy, skin-tight lycra, the toys either in shorts or stripped
naked depending on the watchers mood. The rest of the morning would be spent
in class, which would always seem to end with a number of toys, sometimes all
the ones in the class, receiving corporal punishment; caning, whipping,
spanking, while the girls giggled at their screams of pain, their pleading for
mercy and their ROCK- SOLID ERECTIONS.

The toys only respite in the mornings was in the privacy of the toys rooms.
Those toys desperate for release from all the teasing and female domination
could reach that release in the toilets with often only a few rubs on their
aching cocks. Many of the smaller toys found themselves being forced to give
the bigger toys a ‘helping hand' as it were (sometimes more than just a hand,
if the larger toy was especially aroused or just plain nasty). Gallons of hot
white seed would spurt in those rooms every morning, complete with sobbing
moans of joy (and fear). Although these would not be the only orgasms the toys
would experience in a normal day, they would be the only ones they would be
allowed to fully enjoy.

During lunch break, sports games of girls versus toys were arranged (after two
hours in the gym, the toys were already feeling tired. These games would often
consist of the most blatant cheating by the girls which would always be
overlooked by the female referees in their tight shorts and clinging tops.
This was on the rare occasions when the girls weren't using the game just as
an excuse to physically assault whichever toy happened to be nearest. In
football and rugby, the school gave a whole new meaning to the term ‘free
kick'. In tennis, only the girls used rackets and tennis balls, forehand and
backhand were words to terrify any toy, mixed doubles was just asking for
trouble and as for scoring an ace...you'd be amazed how hard a toy can scream.

And you don't even want to know about hockey. It's amazing how many uses a
hockey stick can be put to by an aggressive teen with a glint in her eye and a
defenceless victim before her.

At the end of the games, the winning teams (always the girls) would tug the
toys pants down and forcibly jack them off in full view of the crowd of
schoolgirls (including many of their younger sisters) and teachers. No matter
how much pain and humiliation the toys had suffered, every single one would be
hard as rock. Many times the girls in the crowd would strip and wank the toys
besides them. Female teachers would assert their control over the male staff
‘members' by jerking their members in full view of the girls they were
supposed to teach! Young girls would giggle as they savoured the sight of
grown men humiliated and milked only a few feet away. Every day, pints and
pints of hot spunk would spurt into the air in great arches of thick white
cream, splashing uselessly onto the grass. The girls stroking would be so
hard, rough and fast that it was often impossible for the toys to enjoy their
orgasms, which was just as well as it was a standing rule in the school that
toys should not have too much pleasure. The normal sounds of ecstasy
associated with the male climax could get you a good hard whack in the nuts at
that school (and that's if you were lucky!). On some days the mothers of the
children would be invited to watch the lunchtime sports in order to see the
school motto in action: Discipline through Pain, Humiliation and
Embarrassment. Unofficially, the school was now nicknamed Nutcracker High.

On particularly hot days, the girls would lounge around on the grass, each
with an obedient and frightened toy to wait upon her and serve her in any way
she saw fit. Many of the toys had quickly become very skilled at pleasuring a
young female body (though naturally without any penetration as that would be
too pleasurable for it; pleasure was for her; it deserved only pain and
humiliation, which every girl knew her toy secretly wanted).

After lunch time the schools would break up into their normal classes, only
with a twist. The younger girls would take control of the older, bigger toys,
who in size often towered over them, while the older 15-18year old girls took
charge of the toys under 15.

The younger toys would be taken to their normal classrooms by sexily-clad
teachers, usually in stockings and suspenders and leather or PVC skirts that
were little more than belts. Once in their rooms each toy would be shackled
and handcuffed to his chair. This would always take the teachers quite a long
time as it always involved constantly bending over in front of the toys, hot
female arses only inches from the toys faces. The toys shirts (if they still
had them) would be removed but their tight, thick pants would be kept on. Not
to protect their dignity but as an extra tease; remember that their shorts
were VERY tight.

Once the toys were securely locked in their seats, the teachers would leave
for the staff common room, where the male teachers would be waiting, ready to
serve between their knees with their mouths and tongues for the rest of the
afternoon, in the hope of being allowed to jack off if they satisfied enough
of the horny women. Although the women more often than not seemed to be able
to deny them release until the next day...

After a tense few minutes awaiting their fate, the young toys would witness
the most amazing sight. The older girls would walk slowly and sexily into the
rooms in groups of twos, threes or fours, often dressed in knee-length
stockings, miniskirts, and tied-up shirts, sometimes in lingerie or nightwear,
sometimes in their swimwear, occasionally in uniforms (or stripper versions of
uniforms) and once or twice in pvc or leather dominatrix gear.

They would spend a few minutes strolling around the room, looking down at the
young toys with amusement and contempt, before getting down to the main event.
The toys would usually be arranged in small groups in front of desks placed
together. Each group of teen girls would stand in front of the shackled toys
and start to make out with each other, slowly teasing the youngsters forced to
watch their hot bodies entwined in kissing and girlish fondling. The girls
were skilled enough to stretch the stripping out so that often it would be a
whole hour before they were all fully naked. Imagine the strain those toys
would be under. Sweating, bodies shaking and trembling, often crying, their
small but hard cocks trapped in their tight shorts, the bulges betraying them,
the heads sometimes peeking out while the older girls laughed at them for
being so small and so easily controlled by their dicks. Girls' feet would
often be gently rubbed against the bulges or against toys slobbering mouths to
heighten the tension.

Then, once naked, the girls would really go to town on each other. Just about
every aspect of lesbian sex would be acted out only inches from the toys
faces, while they were handcuffed to their chairs, unable to touch their
aching cocks and heavy balls. If girls were using dildos, vibrators or
strap-ons on each other, the toys would often find themselves being made to
kiss and lick the juice-stained sex devices. Officially the girls were
forbidden to touch the young toys, but because the teachers were on their
backs in the staff room having their pussies licked to heaven again and again
by weeping would-be studs, the girls took great delight in kissing and licking
the sweaty bodies of their prisoners.

For the next two hours the naked teen babes would mercilessly tease the young
toys until one by one each toy would blow his hot load in his pants.
Unfortunately for the toys, most of their pants were so thick and so tight
that their orgasms were frustrated and they would often not feel a thing
except a release of tension and a wet stain in their shorts. The girls prided
themselves on their ability to ruin the young toys orgasms. They were also
skilled enough to time the toys' orgasms as close to the end of the day as
possible so that they would not have time to change before they had to go
home. So many young toys would have to leave school at the end of the day in
semen- soaked shorts, some walking home in them, some having to sit on a bus,
a coach or in a car. Well, their sisters and mothers always needed a good
laugh at the end of a busy day, before putting them to work on all the
household chores.

It didn't take long for new toys at the school to be completely broken,
humiliated and submissive!

But they were the lucky ones. What the older toys had to go through was
something else entirely!