– Me, the Abelard and Dolcett Academy, and the Bottom of each class.
I am, Annabelle Jones, 42 years old and a teacher of world history and culture to all of the classes in the Abelard and Dolcett Academy. Last year I also provided sex education to girls in the last semester of their senior year. As will be told, I still have that role although it is a bit different from my first year with that position.
I was born in England but could not find a good teaching job there and found a position overseas. In general, I like my job although, as you will learn from my description of my last year at the school, the job has special challenges. The last six months has been particularly challenging. Below is a recent picture of me with a student who was part of last year’s senior class but did not graduate.
The school is unusual and has some very unusual practices particularly given that the school is run by the fascist elite of the country. It is an expensive upper-class boarding school in an obscure part of South America. It is strictly divided into a building for female student, a building for male students and an administration building. Classrooms and housing are provided for male and female students in strictly separated buildings and intermingling is completely avoided with a tall fence between the girls building and the two buildings that are the administrative building and the boys building.
God forbid that male students, we generally call them “cadets” to remind them that they aren’t children anymore, have sex before the last semester of their senior year when they must be at least 18 under the school rules. Female students, who also are not allowed to begin the second semester of their senior year until they are 18, are strictly controlled as to their sexual activities even longer, until after graduation.
Only boys are allowed in the administrative building before the last semester of their senior year. Female students are given a tour of the administration building at the beginning of the last semester of their senior but true intermingling of students of different sexes is not allowed until the students graduate.
As I wrote, the school is very conservative. Only 40 students are admitted to each class of boys and girls, but despite the conservative nature of the school, there is a reason why the male cadets and not the female students are allowed into the administration building before their last semester. In the hall leading from the foyer of the administrative building to the male teachers’ offices and the school administrative offices is a bizarre display of 17 pictures of nude former female students with their hands tied behind their back and a van behind them waiting for them.
Much more bizarre, are the 17 silicon-filled, mounted sexual organs of former cadets. The penises and scrotum have been carefully prepared by skilled taxidermists to show them at full erection and size.
Below both the pictures of the handcuffed females and the mounted cocks and testicles are small signs giving the name of the former student and the date that she or he departed from the school or from this earth.
The display is thoroughly shocking but the practices and decisions that led to the display are even more so.
I can’t pretend that I accepted the job at the school not knowing what would happen. I was told of the school practices and traditions when I took the job and part of the reason that I was hired was that, before getting my teaching certificate, I worked as a London call girl.
The Immundica region, where the school is located, has one of the most unequal distributions of wealth in the world. The 100 families that own anything in the region own approximately 100% of the property. 96% of the region’s population is made up of peasants who own nothing and work at subsistence wages for the wealthy.
Abelard and Dolcett Academy, named after the medieval philosopher and the local meatpacker who has provided much of the resources for the school over the years, caters to those children of the wealthy who aspire to go to college in one of the big cities. The teachers in the school are the best available and brought in from around the world. Graduates of Abelard and Dolcett are generally admitted to the best colleges of the country even if their grades are sub-par.
It was found 18 years ago, however, that many of the children of the wealthy do not want to be serious about their education and simply want to graduate from a prestigious school and get out of Immundica. For this reason, the founders of the school adopted practices, suggested by Senor Dolcett, that it was thought would stop non-serious students from applying and make sure that those who went to the school worked hard. Further, the students about to graduate were taught about sex and given another important lesson before they might venture out of Immundica.
For three years, the students at A&D have classes much like other schools in the country but they are also introduced to calculus, French, computer science and other subjects that those in the other schools in Immundica never learn. (few children of the peasants go to school at all)
In the middle of the first term of their senior year, students at A&D are given tests on everything they have learned since entering A&D which determines 35% of their final grade. At the end of the first semester of their senior year, they take other tests that determine 65% of their grade and their class rank.
The testing scheme may seem mechanical and harsh, but it is not unlike testing in many other schools that rely on objective testing. What is novel is that the student who is scores at the bottom of the class, they call him and her for each side of the school “the Bottom,” (in Spanish of course) does not study further but is instead used to educate and to inspire future students to work hard.
After class rank is determined, the female Bottom is sent through the iron gate of the fence to serve as an educational tool for the male students for their last semester. She is kept in a special cage in the school and used to demonstrate every form of sexual activity and most every form of sexual perversity.
After receiving detailed instruction and demonstrations from my equivalent in the male part of the school (now Mr. Danton), the female is used for sex by every member of the senior class repeatedly. She is not, however, physically damaged at this time. Instead, at the end of the term she is sold to brothel owners who buy her with the reservation that if she ever stops being used as a whore, she is to be shipped to Dolcett Meats.
It was thought that the fact that the female Bottom would be used as a whore for years or decades before being butchered would cause the female students to work hard to avoid being the Bottom of their class.
The male student Bottom suffers a slightly different fate. Whether it is better or worse than what happens to the females is a matter of taste. But we will get to that.
Like the female Bottom, the male Bottom is sent across the fence to be used for sexual education and is kept in a large cage for four months. Of course, unlike the female Bottom, the male Bottom does not have vaginal intercourse with any of the students, only the teacher. The precious young women must save their virginity until marriage.
It was my job as the female teacher of the senior female class to teach my class everything that could be taught about sex, but with me alone engaging in any sexual act that involved penetration of the vagina or arse. All sex acts that are practiced by any sizable number of people are to be shown in order that the young women will not be shocked or misled when they leave the school.
In this conservative region, male students cannot be sent off as sex slaves to be used as male prostitutes. They can be hung by the neck until dead. That is what is done with the male class Bottom. He is slowly hung and, while still swinging, castrated completely with his penis, testicles and scrotum taken to the taxidermist. The rest of his body is sent to Dolcett Meats to be turned into profits, some of which go to support the school.
One would certainly think that the threat of what would happen if they were the Bottom would cause every student to do his or her best. Perhaps, the first few years it worked that way and faces in the pictures of the first two 18-year-old women and the sex organs of the first two young men on the wall may have belonged to cadets who tried hard but just couldn’t keep up.
It is, however, a sort of questionable strategy to use something that could be thought of as sexy to scare teenagers even if it is attached to awful punishments. Some of the faces of young women about to be taken off to a life of unforgiving sex slavery were morbid or insane young things that wanted a way out of life despite their privileges and good health. Ennui can be so fashionable. If A&D had offered a quick noose to some of the students I had, I am sure they would have taken it just to spite their conservative parents.
I can’t say as much about the young men whose erect young cocks and balls decorate the administration building hall, but I think many of the young men had a devil may care attitude and somehow believed that they would get through even if they did not study.
Even sadder, I think many of the pictures of women and mounted cocks and balls came from peasants. Things being what they are in the Immundica region, after the first few years, some wealthy students of the 100 families at the end of their junior year dropped out of A&D rather than risk being the Bottom. You can’t blame them for that. However, the other students in the class now saw their chances of a terrible fate had gone up. At the behest of the wealthy parents, vacant spots in the senior classes were filled by peasants who had a full scholarship and whose parents had been paid large amounts to send their daughter or and son to A&D. Although they had not received most of the training that they needed to do well on the tests, some of the peasant cadets managed to avoid becoming the Bottom of their class. This happened most often because more than one peasant had been admitted as a replacement to the class and those without a proper background were competing against each other.
– What happened last year
The class of last year was a class of the unexpected. The first semester of the final year, Antigone Castille, the daughter of one of the wealthier men in Immundica, failed to answer a single question correctly on her mid-term. I thought I would likely have hell to pay if Antigone became the Bottom and was subjected to months of sex and degradation before being shipped off to be a sex slave.
Fortunately, there was a young peasant woman in the class, Maria, who seemed sweet but that was uneducated, not terribly bright, and had only gotten a few questions correct. Antigone only had to try a bit to make up the difference in the final and send Maria to the fate that everyone expected.
As the teacher who was home room teacher for the senior class and who would teach the sex education class the final semester, it was thought to be my job to do something about Antigone’s scholastic suicide. Naturally, I confronted Antigone and asked her what she was trying to prove. I told her that she might think now that it was cool to get the low score on the tests, but she would not feel that way while being brought to Dolcett Meats after a decade of servicing whatever smelly ugly man wanted to plant his semen in her.
Antigone got all progressive, justice and equity on me and said that she was no better than Maria even if her father had more money. I said that Maria undoubtedly knew the score and had decided to make a sacrifice for her family and that Antigone throwing away her life was not reasonable. I asked her whether she even knew if Maria’s family would get paid and avoid starvation if Maria was not the female Bottom.
Antigone said she knew full well that Maria’s family was to be paid as soon as the female Bottom was led across the fence whoever the Bottom was.
I told her that she might be right, but she still should reconsider what she was doing. I told her that while we don’t know exactly what has happened to the female Bottoms, that we knew that at least two had been killed by brothel customers or owners, one had committed suicide and two had landed on someone’s dinner table. Further, we knew that about five of the female Bottoms had been turned into breeding livestock and were being kept in breeding cages like sows some of the time and were barefoot and pregnant the rest of the time.
Antigone’s smile in response to my last speech was all I had to see to know that it wasn’t worth talking to her anymore.
Pierre Danton, the homeroom teacher in of the male senior class who would be giving the male seniors their sex education had an even more bizarre situation. In the teacher’s lounge one day, he explained that the lowest score on the midterm exam was for one of the two peasants admitted to the senior class. That was expected. What wasn’t expected was that a son of the prominent Cortez family, a cadet who everyone called “Skutto,” had a score only one point higher than the low scoring peasant. Skutto had never been a serious student but coming in barely above the peasant who had not had many of the classes needed to do well was not expected.
Even more surprising, a student who had been outstanding up until then, Max, had a score only one point higher than Skutto’s. Five other students who had been expected to do well on the midterm also scored poorly.
Mr. Danton asked Max what was up. Max said he’d had a bad day. Danton was pretty sure that that was a lie.
When Mr. Danton told Skutto that he had better not risk being the Bottom on the final and asked how he done quite so poorly, Skutto initially said he just had not studied very much. Danton told Skutto that if he needed to be reminded what happened to male students who did not study, he could look up carefully as he walked out of Danton’s office through the hall in the administration building. It then came out that seven of the cadets had decided to spice up their senior year by each putting the equivalent of 1000 pounds sterling into a pot which would be won by whatever student came in second to last. Skutto said he was right on target to win the money.
Come the beginning of January, the final scores for each class were announced. In part for show but probably in part also to avoid problems, the announcement of the Bottom of each class was announced by having all of the students line up facing each other through the fence and handcuffs being placed on the loser of each class.
It came as no surprise to me but as a shock to some that Antigone got the handcuffs for the female Bottom. Antigone had successfully given the wrong answer to every question on the tests. She had a stupid smirk on her face as all of her clothing was removed and she was walked to the gate. Maria was beeming.
Skutto being the male Bottom was even more of a shock. While less clear cut than the female results, Skutto’s 48 was way below the 57 of the peasant who had been behind him after the midterm. It was said that Skutto looked a lot more like the family gardener than like Mr. Cortez but still it was hard to see how he had come in behind a fairly ignorant peasant who had not had most of the necessary training.
Max’s score of 55 raised many eyebrows except among the teachers who had heard what Mr. Danton had learned after the midterms. It was Max who was smirking as Skutto was led nude to the gate with a full erection. I couldn’t help myself from being happy about this turn of events. Skutto was a big hunk who would be fun to play with in the coming months. Also, he had a big, beautiful cock that would be a stunning addition to the administration building hallway.
Mr. Danton related later to the faculty that he got a straight answer out of Max by threatening to try to retroactively change the rules to make the bottom two male students be hung, castrated and go to Dolcett Meats. Max cooly told Danton that there was no way he could get away with that and that if he tried, his family would make sure Danton became a sex slave and some family’s dinner. But just to satisfy Danton’s curiosity, Max told the teacher that he had tutored the two peasant students the last two months and his main problem had been coming in second without scoring too low and being the Bottom himself. Fortunately, Skutto was such an idiot that there was a lot of space in which to maneuver.
Most of the faculty thought Max had acted brilliantly. There was nothing illegal about giving tutoring lessons for free or any reason why it was better for one of the peasants to die that Skutto. Others thought that Max had been a bit too clever and what goes around comes around.
– The Second Semester of Senior year
Their last semester at A&D Academy both the female and male students continued to take mainly courses on normal subjects like math, history and Spanish, but they also got classes in sex and sexuality.
I don’t know exactly what the males were taught. I’m sure that it had less about maintaining one’s virginity until marriage and proper conduct than what I was required to teach the female students, but I saw the syllabus for the males and it looked a lot like our syllabus.
Both classes started with kissing and simple petting but soon everything under the sun was introduced. The students were taught about gay sex as something terrible and forbidden. What wasn’t forbidden and that fully utilized the resource we had of a Bottom who had no choice but to put up was about everything else under the sun. I showed the students how to perform fellatio and Skutto was blown by me or some student at least once a day. Skutto was pegged repeatedly by me and by students that I showed how to do it. Skutto was forced to perform cunnilingus repeatedly, first on me and then on any student who requested. I showed the class both vaginal and straight sex. Skutto participated in much BDSM, always as the Bottom of course.
During the straight sex, one of the young women asked if I shouldn’t be using a condom on Skutto. I told her that they were forbidden in Immundica, but that she was quite right to ask the question. While forcing myself to say that all of the students should stay virgins until marriage, never have sex with anyone but their husbands, and never have sex with their husbands using any form of contraceptive other than the rhythm method, I said that being 42, there was only a small chance of me becoming pregnant.
The week on sadism was not easy. I whipped all of the girls once lightly to show what that was about and subjected all of them to nipple clamps.
As to Skutto and BDSM, I just had to make sure he was tied up properly (there were always several male faculty members with me to make sure Skutto did not turn ugly). The whole class took turns whipping him and pinching his nipples. A couple times I subjected him to serious cbt, squeezing his balls until he had a very painful ejaculation. He was sounded and forced to eat his own semen.
The four months passed quickly for me and I think for Skutto.
– The execution and exile with extreme prejudice.
I think mainly to make sure that the cadet to hang is horny for his execution, the rule is that he is not to be allowed to have any sexual release the last two days before his execution. The last day that Skutto could have sex, I let him have me as many times as he wished. I know he came in me at least 12 times.
I must admit that I had numerous orgasms with Skutto’s cock in my pussy although the knowledge that the penis in my vagina would soon be on display in the administration building did bother me during moments between the sex.
Two days later, the big day arrived when Skutto would be hung, castrated and become meat and Antigone would be used for the final time by the senior class before being sent off to a cheap brothel.
Skutto’s execution was full of ceremony and some would say unnecessary pain and humiliation. The directors of the school, however, said that every element of the treatment of the Bottom student was necessary to provide an incentive for future students to work hard. One might well believe, though, that some of the directors took much sadistic pleasure in humiliating and torturing the male Bottom before he was killed.
At the 11:00 sharp, I and the female seniors walked over to the gym along with Skutto who was nude, handcuffed and had his legs chained close enough together that there was no chance of running. It did not surprise me that Skutto had a raging erection during most of the hike as I had been told that all of the male Bottoms did that.
When we reached the gym, we found the male seniors, the faculty and the school board of directors, including Mr. Dolcett who was in a fine mood. Antigone was bound to a X shaped structure and faced toward the gallows for her viewing pleasure or displeasure and the pleasure of the audience.
Skutto was marched up the platform and asked if he had any last words. He knew very well that mercy was out of the question and said only, “Let’s get this over with.”
The gallows was designed to be assembled and disassembled every year but looked pretty study but with only about ten steps up to the platform. Even that height was mainly for viewing purposes because one the cruel things was that the rope was short and Skutto would fall less than a foot when the trap door was opened. Unlike a halfway humane hanging which would kill the prisoner quickly by breaking his neck, Skutto, like all the other male Bottoms before him, would slowly asphyxiate.
There was only a brief speech by Headmaster Franco about how this event was one of the key strengths of the Abelard & Dolcett Academy and everyone there should be proud to participate. To heighten the festive mood, trays of champagne were available for anyone who want to partake.
Skutto was allowed to survey the crowd of those there to watch him die before a cloth bag was placed over his head. I think it was just to be mean that there was then a pause while people photographed Skutto and his incredibly erect cock and faculty members joked about how he had the biggest balls to go to the trophy room in years.
The latch was pulled and Skutto fell a foot. He let out gasp and other noises as he instinctively kicked in an effort to find a footing that wasn’t there. Minutes of agony passed before suddenly Skutto’s cock shot off a footlong streak of semen that seemed to travel eight feet before landing on the gym floor right in front of where Antigone was bound.
Many giggled and took a slip of champagne while Skutto’s cock remained hard and dripping. This did not last long before a man sent by Dolcett Meats pushed a cutting device over Skutto’s cock and balls and the cock and balls were sliced off to be placed in a jar full of some sort of liquid that I guess were to preserve them until they got to the taxidermist.
Whether Skutto was alive or dead was not clear. What was left of him was dropped in a wheel barrel and taken to a Dolcett Meats truck which immediately started for the processing plant.
A few of the women were in tears but most of them had clearly enjoyed the show. The male students were all busy showing how macho they were by pretending that they saw such sights every day. Some in the faculty were smiling but most were acting like this was just part of the job and that they wanted to get back to planning their summers.
Then it was time to pay last disrespects to Antigone. She was stretched out on the gym floor and made as accessible as a woman can be.
Mr. Danton did his job and immediately disrobed and inserted his cock into Antigone as he had probably done fifty or sixty times for educational purposes over the last four months. This sex, though, was more for ceremony than education. The female Bottom was always sent off with a gangbang.
Danton took more time having sex with Antigone than one might have expected. Probably he thought he was going to be the last person to shag Antigone who cared if she enjoyed it or not.
Antigone did enjoy it and the male and female seniors as well as the entire faculty and even Antigone’s parents, who were somehow in the audience, were treated to Antigone screaming out her passion and that she was just a cunt and meat and that was all she was ever going to be. Her orgasm was somewhere between a moan and a victory cry.
While Antigone panted, Danton invited whoever else wanted to have final intercourse or words with Antigone to do so. About half the male students went ahead and shagged her, generally after wiping her off between the legs the best they could. Somewhat to my surprise, Antigone had three or four more orgasms despite the fact that most of the men screwing her were not very experienced.
A few of the female students said goodbye. Maria made a point of saying thank you.
As Antigone was taken out of the frame and led to the car that would take her to a cheap brothel to spend the rest of her life, I could not help thinking that Antigone had probably made the right decision. Maria had potential as a human being and Antigone was so twisted, suicidal, and oversexed that her best life might well to be a sex slave in a cheap brothel and eventually meat. She smiled for the camera taking the picture for the administration building like she’d just won a beauty contest.
This story is not quite over because of an unexpected development. Weeks after the graduation ceremonies, I began to feel unwell. When I went to a doctor seven weeks after the ceremonies, I learned I was about 8 weeks pregnant.
I’d thought at 42 that I was very unlikely to get pregnant and had failed to take precautions. Or maybe some part of me wanted to get pregnant with Skutto’s child.
Abortion is not an option in the region of the school. I went to Headmaster Franco to tell him I would have to resign my position and go back to England.
After the headmaster said how disappointed he was at the thought of my leaving, he inquired why I wanted to quit after having had such a good year. He said that the students all loved you and even Antigone’s parents recognized that Antigone’s failure happened despite your best efforts.
I truthfully explained my predicament.
The headmaster replied that as long as I had the baby, there would be no trouble staying as a teacher. The local aristocracy impregnated girls all the time and no one cared as long as none of the daughters of the 100 families was involved. The bastard children of philandering men of the 100 families were always adopted by the families, perhaps in part to keep the 100 from becoming too interbred.
The headmaster added he thought it would be very educational for the girls next year to see me pregnant and give birth. Another woman could be brought in when it was necessary to show penetrative sex acts to the female seniors. He suggested that maybe in the future they should try to have a woman get pregnant by the male Bottom every year so that the senior women could get just the education that my example would be providing.
So, here I am, eight months pregnant with a dead man’s child in my womb, teaching another senior class about the joys and pains of sex. This year I have the assistance of a peasant woman who is being paid to have sex with this year’s Bottom. Next year, I will be 44 and not pregnant and won’t need help from anyone in demonstrating sex with the male Bottom.
by Anonymous