Tales by Jennie

Lisa carried her bag up the main staircase, and tried to remember the way to the dormitory. Previously, she had come up the back stairs from the kitchen.

She entered the room and dropped her bag by the door. She stood in the middle and took a deeper look at the room. A small refrigerator sat in one corner against the hall, and a liquor cabinet in the opposite.

She eyed the liquor cabinet. Later.

She turned to the doors. She opened the interior door. It was just a small empty closet. The hanging rail was divided into four sections, a white tag hung in each section. She saw her name, and one each for Maggie, Julie, and the last girl, Danielle.

She left the closet and opened the balcony door. Fresh lilac filled the air. She stepped out and took a deep breath, then looked around. The balcony was about right feet wide and ran the length of the house. There were rattan chairs and chaises and along with small end tables.

She had not yet seen the back. She looked out over the yard. A concrete apron surrounded a pool and sunken hot tub. A large white gazebo stood towards the back. The rest of the yard was green space, well cared for, but clearly used.

But most striking was the 30-foot tall firs on all sides completely isolating the yard from the world outside. 

She stood out there for several minutes, leaning on the rail and just breathing in the sweet, floral scent coming from the flowers below.

She came back to reality when she heard a car door close. That must be another guest. Should I go greet her? No. I was told to take a shower, so that's what I'll do.

She walked to the dresser to gather her clothes for the shower. She noticed four envelopes on the top. She opened the one addressed to her.

Lovely Lisa,

Welcome to l'Ecole des Femmes. We are looking forward to your stay. We strive to make your stay as pleasurable as possible, while giving you experiences and new opportunities.

Enclosed you will find your daily schedule for week one. Please review it, and if you have any questions feel free to ask myself, Anne, Maren, or any of the other staff.

When you leave, we hope you leave with delightful memories and new ideas that you can hold on to for a lifetime, and share with Patrick.

Sincerely,

Jennie

She turned the page and scanned the schedules. 

Dear Lisa, 

Here is your personalized schedule.

Sunday

6 pm - Orientation (Lounge)

7 pm - Dinner

9 pm - Movie (Commons Room)

M-Th

Until 10 am - Breakfast (Lounge)

10 am - New to Sappho (Lounge, daily locations TBA)

11 am - Anal Experience (Basement Lounge)

12 pm - Watersports (Basic Bathroom)

1 pm - Lunch (Outside, weather permitting)

2 pm - Partner time

4 pm - One on One with staff. (See rooms schedule)

5 pm - Free Time

7 pm - Dinner

Friday

Until 10 am - Breakfast (Lounge)

10 am - Group Discussion (Lounge)

12 pm - New to Sappho (Hot Tub)

1 pm - Lunch (Outside, weather permitting)

2 pm - Partner time.

4 pm - Primping

6 pm - Field Trip (meet in Lounge, destination TBA)

2 am - Expected return.

Saturday

Until 12 pm - Brunch

12 pm - Partner time (with staff)

2 pm - Free Time

6 pm - Dinner

8 pm - All-Girl Orgy

You will receive a new schedule for week two.

Anne

Lisa found her drawer. She opened it, and found only a black bra and matching thong with 'L'Ecole des Femmes' embroidered repeatedly on the waistband. With it was another note:

This is your outfit for tonight’s dinner. All visitors will be dressed with the same. Also, while we embrace natural bodies and personal preferences, we do ask that you completely shave your pubic area during your stay.

            ~ Grace

Well, I’ve at least got that taken care of. And who is this Grace?

Lisa took the lingerie and headed to the bathroom. Each shower stall was divided, with a dry section and a cedar bench, and a wet section. Vinyl curtains divided them. It seemed very much like a locker-room shower. She put the bra and panties on the bench in the first stall, then went in search of the promised toiletries. She opened a wooden cabinet to find several plastic baskets, each with a name. She took hers out and examined it. Body wash, puff sponge, facial brush, facewash, shampoo and conditioner, lotion, deodorant, a variety of hair brushes and combs, a grooming kit, scented shower bombs -- who knew those existed --  shaving cream, and a pack of razors. 

Turning to the towel rack, she took a bath towel and a washcloth, and headed to the stall. 

Thirty minutes later, she emerged and toweled off. She applied the lotion, and slipped on the bra and panties. She returned her toiletries to the cabinet, and dropped the wet towel and washcloth into the laundry bin. 

As she walked to the vanity to brush her hair, she noticed her body in the mirror. She looked really good in the bra and panties. The cut and fit was perfect. She was used to truly basic basics, these ‘basics’ were very luxurious. She took the wall-mounted blow dryer from its rack and teased her hair, giving it volume, but without mousse nor hairspray, pins nor ties, she couldn’t do much more. She brushed it back so it wasn’t in her face, and left it at that. At that point she also realized there was no makeup. They must want us all-natural.

Satisfied with as much as she could do, she noticed the clock by the door. It was only four o’clock, and orientation wasn’t until six. She remembered Maren had told her: ... you may explore the grounds more. You may use the pool or hottub in the back, the library, the commons room, whatever…

The pool sounds nice. The hot tub sounds better. But I don’t have a swimsuit. Oh God! Are we expected to go outside and swim nude!? What about ‘The Library’? It can’t hurt to check it out.

Lisa took her dirty clothes back to the damask room, then searched for the stairs leading to the third floor. With so many identical doors, some of which were not identified in the tour, it was easy to get lost. She eventually found the stairs, and The Library, and started exploring. Dildos of every shape and variety she could imagine were laid out on its shelves. Another set of shelves held vibrators. Eggs and beads, strapons, a few rubber hands. Handcuffs, gags, and ropes were on another. A box of batteries -- button batteries up to D cells. What the hell uses a D cell? An entire cabinet full of butt plugs, from small jeweled plugs to giant black rubber plugs that she could not imagine ever fitting in anyone. Another cabinet was filled with boxes of small bottles of lube. 

She was overwhelmed. She didn’t know where to start. Then she noticed  a small basket in the corner labeled ‘dirty’. She wondered what that could possibly be, given everything else. 

In it was a single realistic dildo, wet and covered in lint. ‘Dirty’ just meant dirty.

That calmed her a bit -- the excitement, then the realization, left her in a manageable state.  She grabbed a vibrator -- a basic hard one, similar to one she owned, and checked the batteries. 

It buzzed.

Okay, at least I know how to use this one.

She exited the room and turned towards the stairs, but stopped. What if another girl comes in? She turned around, and headed towards one of the “fun rooms”.

She came to the first room, and checked the posted schedule. The room was free. She turned the knob, opened the door, and boldly walked in.

This was the room with Theresa and Siobhán. They were still in there.

“Oh my… I… I’m sorry. I didn’t…” Lisa stammered. She began to back out.

“Come in,” the woman on the couch said. “And close the door.”

“I… I… I shouldn’t.”

“Yes, you should. I’m Theresa. And this fine woman is Siobhán. You’re new?”

Lisa nodded.

“You should always peek through the glass before barging in,” Theresa said smiling, “Unless you actually want to interrupt.

“I’m sorry. I’ll be going.” 

“No. Come here.” Theresa tapped Siobhán. Siobhán’s dedication to eating out Theresa was impressive. She only stopped when Theresa tapped her.

“Hi,” Siobhán said.

Theresa stood up; Siobhán sat up on the floor. Theresa walked to Lisa and took her hands, and led her to the couch. “Sit.”

Lisa sat.

Siobhán began massaging Lisa’s feet.  Theresa walked behind the couch and began rubbing Lisa’s shoulders. She pushed her deeper into the couch.

“Relax, darling. We’re all friends here. Tell me your name,” Theresa said.

“Li... Lisa.”

“Welcome Lisa. Which programs are you signed up for?” Theresa continued massaging Lisa as she talked.

“Um… New to Sappho, Anal Experience, and Watersports. And… um… you?”

“We’re both here for the Advanced Bondage for Lesbians, Stretching, and Sapphic Massage. Don’t worry though, we’re not going to tie you up.”

Siobhán brought Lisa’s toes to her mouth, and kissed them as she started to massage her calves. A shiver went through Lisa.

“Have you been with a woman before?” Theresa asked. Theresa’s hands moved to Lisa’s neck and began pressing hard into her tense muscles.

“A couple of times. Fooling around. Ah-Ahhh! … Ooo there. I mean, nothing serious. You? … Well, I guess clearly you have, obviously. Stupid question. Sorry.”

Theresa laughed. “It’s fine darling.”  Lisa started to relax as Theresa worked the tension out of Lisa. “We’re getting to know one another.  Me and Siobhán have been here twice before, and I’ve been with every woman who passed through on those occasions.”

“Aye, me too,” Siobhán added. She rested one of Lisa’s legs on her shoulder, and began massaging her thigh. “We live on opposite sides of the country, but we fell in love when we first met here.”

“Why don’t you live together?” Lisa asked.

“Our husbands,” Theresa said.

“The bloody bastards,” Siobhán added with a laugh.

“We love them, but sometimes us girls just need to get away,” Theresa said.

Siobhán looked at Lisa. "Don't take us wrong, we do be seeing each other many times throughout the year. But here, we can be very free."

“Uninhibited,” Therera added. 

“And naked, too.” Siobhán and Theresa laughed.

Lisa sat there in silence for several minutes while the women massaged her. She was relaxing, and she was enjoying this.

Her legs involuntarily spread further away as Siobhán massaged further up. Siobhán noticed. “I think she’s startin’ to  like this.” Siobhán began to kiss her thighs.

“Don’t tease her too much, at least not before orientation,” Theresa said. She dropped her hands from Lisa’s neck onto her chest, and slid her fingers under Lisa’s bra.

Lisa jumped.

“Darling, relax. This is just touching. Before your two weeks are over, every girl here will have fingered and eaten your pussy, and you’ll have done the same to them.”

"Aye, don't tease her much yourself," Siobhan said. She switched legs and began kissing and massaging the other.

“What do you have there?” Theresa asked.

“Huh?”

“In your hand. What do you have?”

“Oh, just a vibrator I got from the Library.”

“Let me see it.” Theresa took it from Lisa, and turned it on. “Small, but it’s got a bit of kick. Lisa heard the volume drop behind her, and Theresa’s breathing get heavier for several breaths. She shut it off, then said “Good choice.”

Theresa slid Lisa's bra straps from her shoulders and pushed it down a little. She pulled Lisa's breasts from the cups. Theresa turned the vibrator on again and put it to her nipples.

Siobhán sat up and pushed Lisa's apart. She began rubbing Lisa through her panties.

Lisa, for her part, sank into the seat with her eyes now closed and pushed her hips forward into Siobhán's waiting fingers. She let out a soft moan.

"I'm thinkin' she likes this," Siobhán said.

"Mmm hmm," Lisa mumbled as her head fell to the side.

Theresa stepped back from Lisa, and walked around to the front of the couch. At the same time, Siobhán locked her fingers into the waistband of Lisa's panties. She tugged gently. Lisa did not resist; she lifted herself up, and Siobhán pulled them down her legs and off.

Theresa put one knee on the couch. She touched the vibrator to Lisa's far nipple. She leaned into her and kissed The closer one. Light at first, just lips. Then she circled her areola with her tongue. Then opened her mouth wide and pressed it to her.

Siobhán ran her fingers up and down Lisa's pussy. She slipped in two fingers. Lisa bucked, her legs lifting off the floor in an involuntary convulsion.

Theresa sucked Lisa's nipple. Her tongue circled it before she closed her mouth and finished the kiss. Then she did it again.

Siobhán started moving her fingers in and out, pushing a little deeper each time. She began rubbing against the front of Lisa's vagina, and at the same time pissed her thumb against Lisa's clit.

"Fuck!" Lisa shouted, then bit her lip. She twitched under the expert work of the l'Ecole des Femmes veterans. "Fuck fuck fuck!" Her toes curled, her fingers dug into the couch. "Oh God I'm gonna cum!" She let out a high pitched squeal as she tried to hold back.

She couldn't hold back.

Theresa's hand braced Lisa's head, and Theresa laid a big kiss on her mouth, even as Lisa was out of breath and struggling to breathe. Siobhán stood up and kissed her as well. 

Once Lisa opened her eyes, she saw Theresa take Siobhán's hand and lick the fingers that had just been in her. Siobhán and Theresa then kissed, standing over Lisa.

"That's one, darling. You'll have 50 more before the week's over," Theresa said.

Lisa sat up. She let out a soft "wow." Wow wow wow! Catching her breath, she adjusted her bra and her boobs. "Has anyone seen my panties?" she asked, trying to reorient herself.

"These?" Siobhán held them up, then shot them at Lisa like a rubber band, and giggled.

Lisa put them on and stood up. For a moment, she completely let her guard down. "Okay, wow! That was amazing!"

"That's just the start," Theresa said.

And she came back to the reality of her situation. "I… I should go now."

"Bye."

"Slán."

"She's gonna be a star student."

"Aye."