Thread: Leaving Home (Tyr & loneiysong)

Olivia was going through changes she didn't quite understand. She was one of the last few girls in school. One of the few that still had to go. She recieved letters from a few of her friends who she thought were husbands were allowed to write. The girls referred to them as their husband. But her daddy screened her mail and she would sometimes come home to an already opened letter saying how perfect life was. What was going on? Why weren't they at school. And what was more, what was this feeling she got in the pit of her stomach every time a guy would push her up against the locker and begin to dry hump her. She could feel his erection against her soft white panties. She would blush and fight with these emotions until the teacher came and pulled them apart. Girls at the school had a uniform. White panties, white shirt that didn't button all the way to the top showing whatever color of bra they chose, and a mini skirt that was almost too small in teh school colors. If they chose to wear a sweater, all teh better. Her long dark hair was braided. Olivia was a beautiful girl standing 5'7 and her skin was slightly tanned. The boys all drooled over her and leered. Olivia loved this attention. The way that the boys would pin her and whisper that they envied whoever got her. Whatever that meant. The fathers chose the classes their daughters took. There was one Post War Reclamation class that was taught by the only woman teacher. And that was because her husband was a big benefactor of the school and for some reason a lot of the boys fell over themselves to take the class. Because it was rumored that her husband would sometimes strap her to a St. Andrews Cross and pick the boy who had the highest score in class to come up and do whatever he wanted to his wife. Not that Olivia knew that. Olivia sighed as she walked home. It was a code of honor amongst men of this day and age. If a man broke the cherry of a girl that did not belong to them, they were immediately sent to neighboring work camps or breeeding villages, where as far as Olivia knew was a farm for raising cows. Olivia frowned as she walked home. Something was different. Something was off. Pulling her bag tighter, she walked up to the door and knocked and walked in. Her mother, EasyPussy, was smiling as she walkd over to her. Her mother was always naked in the house. Her mother held her daughter close and rubbed her back softly and kissed her temple whispering how she was so very happy for her, that this was the best thing that could happen. Olivia was confused. Unbeknownst to Olivia, when her daughter came of age, EasyPussy begged her master to teach her daughter in the ways of pleasure so that when she was given to a suitable man, she would know how to pleasure him. She was worried for her daughter. She was older than most girls and had never seen a man naked. Had never masterbated. EasyPussy was incredibly worried that her daughter would be sent to a good man who would quickly grow bored of her and sent her where all undesirables went, to a breeding farm intent on just having girl babies. EasyPussy smiled adn escorted her daughter to the kitchen where she made her a meal. Talking about how she remembered when she was baught by her father. Olivia frowned adn canted her head. What was going on in the world. Bought? Wait mom, what do you mean bought? Someone bought me?! Olivia said as her mother set down a drink before her. She blushed and looked down. Not because she was ashamed but because she had been ordered not to tell. But surely her master wouldn't be upset since she was already sod to a man. Right?