My name is Tom Wright. I'm the headmaster of The Progressive School For Girls, an exclusive boarding school for girls, fourteen to eighteen. Girls must be at least fourteen when they enter the school, so they will be seventeen by the time they enter their Senior year. For the first three years, we focus entirely on Academics, and our students routinely attend some of the world's finest universities after they graduate.

In their final year, however, we begin the training of their bodies as well. Our philosophy is that we graduate young women who are bright, independent, and eager to succeed. However, we do not want to graduate women who are on a lifelong power trip, with no means of letting go of control.

Therefore, in their final year, we teach our students that a strong woman can hand over that strength to a lover and be totally submissive to them. The parents of our students fully understand our methods before their daughters enter the school. In fact, many of the mothers are alumnae of our school, and want the same education for their daughters that they received.

We accept only ten students per year, so our total student body never exceeds forty. Tuition, room, and board carry a hefty price tag, so all our students come from well-to-do families with a history of success.

As headmaster, each year I take two of our most promising girls under my tutelage for their Senior year. Four others of our male staff each take two of the remaining eight girls to train. My wife is a teacher here, and an alumna as well, so she fully accepts and embraces my role with my two charges. She also offers guidance to them from a woman's perspective.

I want to take you through a full year with one of my students, so you can fully understand how our program works. Many find our methods unorthodox and controversial, but we have produced many powerful women over the years, who also love surrendering their bodies to their lovers.

Let me introduce you to Alyssa, a seventeen-year-old senior with a straight A average. I've invited her to my office in the first week of the school year.

There was a light tapping on my door.

"Come in!"

The door opened slowly, and Alyssa stepped inside.

"You wanted to see me, Sir?"

"Yes, Alyssa. Please come in and shut the door behind you."

She was wearing her school uniform, white blouse, plaid skirt worn mid-thigh, matching plaid tie, socks, and saddle shoes.

"Alyssa, you and the rest of the girls are about to embark on a big adventure. Do you know what happens in senior year, besides academics?"

"Not really, Sir. I mean, we all talk about what is so special about this year, but none of us know for sure. Even my Mom was hinting about it all summer, but she wouldn't tell me anything. She just said she hoped I enjoyed this year as much as she did when she was a student here. We all think it has something to do with sex, but we don't know what. Is that right, Sir?"

I smiled. "Yes, Alyssa, it does indeed have to do with sex, and your proper sex education. That's why we started all of you on birth control pills in the middle of last year. Tell me what you think might happen."

"I really don't know, Sir, but I'm anxious to learn. From all my Mom's hints, it sounds like it is going to be a lot of fun!"

"Well, I certainly hope that is how you will feel! Tell me, Alyssa, how do you feel about your body?"

"My body? Gee, I don't know. I like it alright, I guess!"

"When you went to the beach this summer, what did you wear?"

Alyssa blushed a little. "A bikini, Sir," she said quietly.

"So you showed off quite a lot of your body then. I think you have a fine opinion of yourself since you wore something so skimpy. Now I want you to show me your body. This is your first lesson. Take off all your clothes for me while I watch you."

"Get completely naked, Sir? Really?"

"Yes, Alyssa. You can start with your shoes and socks to get you more used to the idea. Go ahead. It's fine!"

She sat down in the guest chair, and as she did, the hem of her skirt rose higher. I saw the hint of her panties as she bent over to remove her shoes and socks. Her pretty feet soon came into view.

"Stand up now, Alyssa. Take off your tie, and unbutton your blouse."

She blushed, but did as she was told. She dropped her tie on the chair and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. She kept her eyes downcast, avoiding looking at me.

"Look at me, Alyssa," I said gently.

She raised her eyes to my face, and I smiled. "You're doing fine. Keep going!"

She pulled her blouse from inside her skirt and undid the last button. She pulled it off and stood in front of me in her bra and skirt.

"The skirt now."

She reached back and unhooked it and then lowered the zipper. It dropped to the floor, and she stood before me in her bra and thong.

"I see you are wearing just a thong for panties."

"Yes, Sir. All the girls wear thongs, I think. It's the style."

"Turn around for me."

She slowly turned, revealing her tight and beautiful young ass to my eyes.

"The bra now, Alyssa."

She reached behind her, her back still to me. She unhooked her bra and shrugged it off her shoulders, dropping it onto the chair. She slowly turned around, revealing her pert young breasts and lovely pink nipples. Instinctively, her hands went up to cover them.

"No, no, Alyssa. Drop your hands. Show yourself."

She did as she was told. "How do you feel, Alyssa?"

"Embarrassed, Sir. This isn't like wearing a bikini at the beach!"

"I know, Alyssa! But soon you will feel very comfortable in your own skin. Slip your thong off now!"

She blushed pink, but pushed her thong down her thighs and stepped out of it. She stood before me totally nude.

"Tell me what feelings you have in your body, now, Alyssa!"

"I have goosebumps. I'm embarrassed, but part of me likes this. I have a funny feeling between my legs, and I can feel wetness there. Is that wrong of me, Sir?"

"Oh, no! It is very right! Do you play with yourself sometimes when you are alone in bed?"

"You mean touching myself, Sir? Yes, sometimes. I think about what it would be like to be naked with a boy, and I touch myself. Sometimes it feels so good, and I can't believe the feelings between my legs and how wet I get. I guess that is an orgasm, Sir?"

"Yes, Alyssa. I'm glad you do that. I want you to show me just what you do. Come. Sit in my chair and demonstrate."

I stood up and took her hand, leading her to my chair.

"Sit down, and drape your legs over the arms of it, so your legs are wide open."

She blushed again at my words, but did as she was told. Her young pussy was fully on display to me now, her lips glistening with wetness.

"Run your fingers up and down your slit, Alyssa. You know that is called your pussy, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir, I know that," she said as her fingers traced up and down it.

"How wet are you now?"

"Very wet, Sir!"

"Do you ever taste yourself?"

"What? Taste my pussy? Oh, no, Sir! I've never done that!"

"It's time you did. Push your fingers inside yourself. Get them nice and wet. Then bring your fingers to your mouth and lick them."

"I don't think I want to do that, Sir."

"You WILL do it, Alyssa. You must learn to always do what you are told sexually! Go on!"

She took a deep breath, slid her fingers well into her pussy, and then brought them to her mouth. She closed her eyes, but flicked her tongue out and licked her wet fingers.

I smiled at her. "How do you taste?"

She smiled shyly back. "I taste pretty good! It seemed like such a gross thing to do, but it tastes good!"

I walked over to her. "Do it again, but let me taste you this time!"

She pushed her fingers inside herself again and shyly offered her fingers to me. I took her hand and stuck her fingers between my lips. She tasted exquisite, as these young women always did.

"Mmmm! Delicious! You taste divine, Alyssa!"

She grinned. "Really? You really like how my pussy tastes?"

"Oh, yes! Now show me how you play with yourself at night. I want to watch you orgasm."

I sat across from her as she moved her fingers up and down her slit. I saw her quickly find her clitoris, and she began rubbing it as her other hand caressed her breasts and tweaked her nipples. She closed her eyes as her breathing got faster and heavier. I could tell she was losing herself in lust, and forgot she was masturbating in the headmaster's office as he watched!

She began to moan as a powerful orgasm coursed through her body. She shrieked in pleasure, and her entire body spasmed. She came and came, until finally she seemed spent. Her body relaxed, her eyes opened, and the reality of what she just did hit her.

"Oh my God, Sir, I can't believe I just did that! I'm so embarrassed. Was it alright?"

"Relax, Alyssa. It was wonderful. I loved watching you lose yourself like that. That is what sex is supposed to be like. You lose yourself in the moment and the pleasure. Learning to give yourself pleasure comes first. You clearly know how to do that. Next comes learning not only to please your partner, but to submit to your partner.

"I'm so sorry, Sir. I've made a mess of your chair. I soaked it."

"It's fine. It will clean right up. You are far from the first girl who has done this on my chair! I'm going to tell you something that should make you proud. You made me very, very hard. Do you know about a man's penis, or as it is usually called, his cock?"

"A little. I mean, I've read books that involved men fucking their wife or girlfriend. I've never seen one hard, though."

"Well, we are going to save that for next time, but before you go, there is one more thing I want us to do."

"What is that, Sir?"

"I don't want that beautiful dripping pussy to go to waste. I'm going to get between your legs and lick your pussy clean."

"Really? You honestly want to do that? Do men like that?"

"Oh, we do indeed. Eating a sweet, young pussy like yours is one of the most delicious things to do!"

I knelt between her legs and inhaled her scent. It was sweet and fragrant. My tongue worked all over her wet hole, lapping up every bit of her juices. When I finished, I stood up and pulled her to her feet.

"Have a good taste!" I said as I kissed her and pushed my tongue between her lips. She kissed me back, and she fully tasted herself on my tongue, lips, and face.

I broke the kiss. "Get dressed now, Alyssa, and go back to your room. Never tell an underclassman what happens here, but feel free to discuss it with your roommate and friends. By tomorrow, all 10 of you will have had your first lesson. We encourage you to share with each other, and if you decide to experiment with one another at all, that too is highly encouraged. Come back to see me next week at this same time for your next lesson."

"Oh, Mr. Wright, this was so wonderful today. I feel like a real woman now, not just a silly schoolgirl."

"You will feel better and better as our lessons go on, I promise you. If you ever feel the need to discuss anything with an older woman, reach out to Mrs. Wright. My wife would be delighted to advise you."

"Thank you, Mr. Wright. I will. I promise."

She dressed and slipped out the door.