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tender. Be careful not to let your teeth cause pain.’ Beatrice reluctantly let Eric pull his penis from her mouth. It flopped, shrunken and wet between his legs.
    ‘Young men take a few minutes to recover before they can embark on further lovemaking so this provides us with a break in the proceedings. I was pleased, girls, to see that you were watching intently. I noticed also that one or two of you were driven to pleasure yourselves by the excitement of what you saw. I hope you are able to remain dispassionate and observe the skills that Beatrice displayed. Over the next two years you too will learn these techniques. That is our objective here at the Venus School for Young Ladies.’
    Now that I realised that my new school was named after the goddess of love and not a watery city I wondered how my darling father could have gotten so confused. Did he have any idea of the curriculum I was to study? Reflecting on the emotions I had felt as I had watched Beatrice give and receive pleasure, I was excited by the prospects that lay ahead. I thought of what I could offer Bill or any other eligible young man once I had completed my education.
    ‘Now as Beatrice has had a chance to draw breath we will continue with the proceedings. As Eric has been temporarily incapacitated we will have a substitute.’ Beatrice had relaxed onto the couch and Eric gathered up his clothes and left. As he departed the other young man that I had met entered. He made his entry naked with his cock already pointing the way forward. He moved towards the couch. I sat up straighter and peered avidly at the pair. My fingers slipped inside my knickers and felt the slick wetness between my pussy lips. I looked forward with gleeful anticipation to what scenes of lovemaking would unfold before my eyes.

Chapter 2
Victoria Learns the Arts of Pleasure
    I sat on the bed unfastening my silk stockings and thinking about the evening’s events. I wondered what was in store for me at the Venus School for Young Ladies. It looked unlikely to be the demure training for married life that my father had imagined when he sent me away from my beloved Bill.
    The door opened and my room-mate Beatrice swept in. Her lace gown was undone and I saw at a glance that she hadn’t replaced her knickers after her exhibition of lovemaking.
    ‘I don’t know about you, Victoria, but I’m exhausted,’ she said. She did indeed look tired. Her hair was wet and straggly, but there was a rosy glow to her face.
    ‘I am quite tired,’ I admitted. Beatrice jumped on to the bed and knelt beside me.
    ‘Did you enjoy the demonstration?’ she asked. I really did not know how to answer. I had watched her pleasure two young Austrian men in turn while our headmistress explained their actions. I blushed as I recalled how excited I had become watching them perform extraordinary acts upon each other.
    ‘Y-yes,’ I stammered, ‘it was, uh, exciting.’
    ‘That’s good. I really wanted to be the one that Madame selected.’
    ‘Didn’t you mind being watched while you, um, uh ...’
    ‘While I fornicated do you mean, Victoria?’
    ‘Uh, yes, I suppose so.’
    ‘Well why not. If you’ve been trained to do something well, why not show off your skills?’
    ‘Do the other girls think the same?’
    ‘Oh yes, I think so. There was quite a competition for tonight’s show, but Madame says I’m the best at fellatio, and I do adore having a man lick me really deeply.’ I blushed again at the memory of Eric kneeling between Bea’s legs and lapping at her sex.
    ‘Do you love Eric or Hermann?’ I asked innocently.
    ‘Eric’s a dear and Hermann has the most wonderful cock. It is so broad that it really stretches you. But you mean love in the sense, am I going to marry them, don’t you?’
    ‘Well, yes.’
    ‘Of course not, you silly. They’re just for training, like the other boys. I’m going to marry a rich man and keep him happy for as long as he lives.’
    ‘Who is he?’
    ‘I don’t