I had made a big effort to convince myself I was not a slut. This really hurt. I protested, "No I'm not! I dressed like this to be like the other girls so they would like me."

She grabbed me from behind and pulled up my shirt with one hand and my skirt with the other saying, "I suppose none of the other girls wear underwear."

Tom joined in saying sarcastically, "Yeah sure! None of them wear underwear and they shave their pussies to make sure nothing is hidden. Right Mona?"

"Rod told me I couldn't wear underwear, and the boys pulled out my hair for souvenirs."

"I see, but it was nothing you felt like complaining about to me or any of the teachers was it?"

I began to sob, "I was afraid if I made a fuss I would be punished like Myrna."

Jan joined in, "Good example. Myrna took the worst kind of punishment rather than bare herself. On the other hand you made it very easy for the boys to see your charms. Don't you think we know you stood quietly while the boys felt you up during the breaks? Several girls have told us about you including Myrna."

I really began to cry. It was true. I knew at the time I might get another spanking but the boys would have let me alone if I made a big fuss since they had left Myrna alone after her fuss and spanking. I also knew being felt up in the hall had excited me and that I had to be a slut to enjoy having them all fuck me.

I began to wail, "It's true. I am a slut! I loved having them look at me and fuck me and even whip me. It made me crazy with excitement. What is going to happen to me? I would like to run away but I have no money."

Jan held me and patted my head. "There. There. It is alright. It is a gift to be so sensual. It can make you rich in the oldest and most enjoyable profession."

I suddenly realized what she meant. "You think I should be a whore?"

"No of course not. That is much too harsh a word. You should be a play girl and we can help you with a little more training. You are pretty enough to be a model in the men's magazines."

I had seen the girls in Dad's magazines and was flattered she thought I was that pretty and said "You mean they are all whores?"

Jan said. "Damnit. Forget that word. Whores work the streets and will do anything. They are playgirls and only make love to nice rich men."

It seemed to make sense. They said they would protect me from the boys at school and teach me how to become rich. They said they would keep my money for me until I had graduated then tell my folks I had a job that paid enough for me to have my own apartment.

From then on I was told to tell my folks I had a job tutoring after school that would pay ten dollars and I would be home at six.

My folks were happy to have the extra money coming in.

Every day after school they took me to the principal's home so I could learn everything about making men or women excited. I was rewarded by fantastic orgasms which seemed to be easier to get. I also learned not to hide the excitement I received from spankings or whippings.

In a few weeks they decided I was ready. I was given a note saying I was going on a field trip to the capital and would be brought home by nine.

It turned out to be a great experience. The man they sent me to was nice looking for an older man and just wanted to take nude photos of me.

He kept telling me how pretty I was and fondling me as he moved me from pose to pose until I admitted he was making me very excited and asked him to fuck me. It was great. He put me on his lap facing him so I could move to create the most excitement to my clit and I found older men could last more than twice as long as boys to let me have satisfying orgasms.

The next day Jan asked me how long I was at his place and what I had done and wrote it in a little notebook. She explained the man would be billed for my work and asked if he had made any other demands. I told her that he was satisfied by the pictures and that I had convinced him to fuck me.

She said he may have wanted more if I had cuddled up to him after the fuck and that I was being paid by the hour for modeling plus anything else I did.

Naturally I began to have more "Field trips," and other extra- curricular work. My folks were delighted by the extra money I was bringing home and the fact I had become more interested in my school.

They had quite a list of clients. I ended up with another wardrobe at school since most of the clients wanted me dressed and made up to look as young as possible or other special costumes. I was having a ball! All the men complimented me on my looks and some of them even went down on me to guarantee my orgasm.

My modeling work changed from just cameras to cam-corders so they could capture my movements. At first there was little pain involved since they mostly liked me to dance naked for them or just be tied in positions to show off my body.

Eventually I found I was not the only girl in the school doing this. One afternoon when I went to the principal's office Gloria was there.

We were told that we were going to something special. They had us dress in light blouses and skirts that would be easy to rip off and said we were to act like we were mad at each other and wrestle around till we had ripped off each other's clothes then I was to pull Gloria onto my lap and spank her for awhile then she would get away and hit me with a belt till I agreed to lick her pussy.

It was really exciting! We were all sweaty by the time I got her on my lap and spanked her butt till it was real red. She jumped up and began hitting me all over with a little leather belt while I ran around in small circles to stay in camera range. I let her whip me till I was covered with little welts to get me near orgasm then yelled, "Don't hit me anymore. I'll eat your pussy. I ate her till my face was covered with her juices and she was yelping with pleasure. It must have got really exciting for the photographer too because he left his camera to fuck me doggy style while I ate her to let me have fabulous orgasms.

The next day Jan said the man was really happy with us and had given us a hundred dollar bonus. I had enjoyed the session so much I would have done it for nothing.

The next two appointments were almost boring since it was just modeling with straight sex.

The next appointment more than made up for it.

When I went to the principal's office Gloria, Rod, and Buck, one of the football players were there. We were told we had a major assignment the next night and were given notes to take to our folks saying we had agreed to help the decorating committee get the gym ready for a dance and that the principal would bring us home. Gloria and I were to be wearing sexy clothes and be in a set that looked like a girl's bedroom. Myrna would be there and we were to try to convince her how great sex was. We were to tell Myrna we had some boys coming up and she could find out how it felt to suck cocks and get butt-fucked. Jan said, "Myrna hates both sucking cock and sodomy so would refuse. You will act like you are mad at her for being so uncooperative and hang her up to a fixture in the ceiling and whip her till she begs you to let her suck cock. When she does, tie her to a table so Rod can put his dick in her mouth while Buck butt-fucks her."

I said, "I am really surprised. I thought Myrna hated both sex and whipping."

"She does, that is the whole idea. You girls get off on spanking and whipping. The client wants a girl that really hates it so it will look more real. Myrna has a drug habit and will do anything for money to support it. She knows she will be whipped but doesn't know about the sex. This will be new for her since her other assignments have just been spankings by her "Grandfather or a policeman."

It was great! Gloria and I were getting to be good actresses. We were dressed in micro-skirts and half-shirts while Myrna was in what looked like a school uniform with a white blouse buttoned to the neck and a long blue skirt with bobby-sox and sandals.