Chapter 2

That had been an interesting session. Her step-father, who had admitted Sandy for the express purpose of having her prepared for his personal pleasure, had been invited to witness Sandy's first oral sex session. From behind the one-way mirror, Jim Neilson watched as his haughty, blond step-daughter was led into one of the training rooms used for anonymous observation. It was the first time Neilson had seen Sandy naked, and he was very pleased indeed by the sight of her.

Sandy, at fifteen was magnificent to say the least. She had a trim, athletic body with a wasp like waist and nicely spreading hips. Sandy's breasts were small and slightly pointed with puffy nipples and areola. The real focus of Neilson's attention at first witnessing his lovely step-daughter's nakedness, however lay between her thighs. Sandy Winters' pussy was a real eye catcher. Even at fifteen years of age, she was still virtually hairless with only the slightest tuft of wispy, blond curls crowning her pubis. Sandy's full vulva, wide pubic arch and tightly closed slit were plainly visible as the young teen was left alone and shivering in the cool room.

The Center thought of everything. The cool room temperature caused Sandy's nipples to begin to harden almost immediately as she instinctively attempted to cover herself. A practice which would later be dealt with.

Sandy Winters had also been blessed with stunning good looks. Her face was a symphony of loveliness. Sandy had expressive blue eyes, a full mouth and a cute, little upturned nose. Her shining, blond hair fell over her shoulders and down to her waist like a golden cape. As the girl turned, gazing nervously around the room, her step-father noticed an oval shaped, plastic flange pressed against and between Sandy's shapely butt cheeks. Neilson remembered reading about The Center's policy called "CAP" or "Constant Anal Presence". He assumed that this was a part of that regimen. While Neilson watched, his lovely, young step-daughter dropped a hand behind her and touched the plastic flange, eliciting a wince as the long, tapered butt plug jabbed at her insides. Sandy's step-father smiled from behind the big observation mirror.

Just then, two male attendants entered the room with Sandy, closing the door behind them. It was then that her step-father also noticed that there was no door knob on the inside of the door. The room was soundproof, so Neilson was unable to hear what was said, but one of the two men gave his step-daughter an obvious command. At first the young blond backed away from the two men. She continued to try to cover her nudity by placing a hand over her pussy and an arm across her breasts. In response, one handler quickly stepped over to Sandy and took her by the shoulders. Sandy looked away as the man spoke to her. Taking her by the chin, the man raised Sandy's face and looked her directly in the eyes. He spoke again. To Jim Neilson's amazement, his beautiful, young, step-daughter slowly dropped her hands to her sides. The man before her spoke another command when she started to look away. Sandy quickly returned her gaze to his eyes. The man stared at Sandy for several minutes without saying or doing anything. Then without warning he reached out a hand and took one of Sandy's small nipples between his index finger and thumb, pinching gently. The teenager instinctively jerked away. Before Sandy could get away from him, her handler took her again by the shoulders and quickly spun the young teen around. While her step- father watched, the man reached under Sandy's arms then cupped both her small breasts in his hands, pulling her naked body back against himself. Sandy struggled weakly as the man started kissing her bare shoulders while he kneaded her breasts slowly. At that point, the other man took a position close in front of the hapless young teen. Jim Neilson gulped as the second man without hesitation reached down and cupped Sandy's pussy. Sandwiched between the two large men, the young blond was unable to escape. She was forced to allow herself to be handled at will by her trainers. As the second man rubbed her pussy slowly, he took Sandy by the chin and brought her face to his. The young girl writhed helplessly between the two. As the second man continued to massage Sandy's full pussy, he spoke a command. Although an expression of dismay remained plainly painted on the young blond's lovely face, she opened her eyes and looked directly at the man touching her.

"Part of the training," Jim Neilson thought, remembering more of the material in the Center's brochure. "Clients shall maintain eye contact with their respective handler(s) at all times."

After a few minutes, the man in front of Sandy removed his hand. At that time, the man behind Sandy released her breasts and stepped back. The man in front of the young girl again took her by the shoulders and turned her to face her other trainer. He then stepped up close behind Sandy and waited. The first man spoke a command. A nervous expression fell across Sandy's lovely features. She hesitated. With that, the man behind her placed one hand on Sandy's left hip to restrain her, then placed the palm of his other hand against the plastic flange protruding from between Sandy's ass cheeks. He moved his hand slowly up and down. The reaction from the young blond was immediate. Sandy practically left the floor as she leapt to her tip toes in an effort to ease the pressure being exerted on her bowel by the device buried deeply in her rectum.

The eight inch by 1/2 inch hard rubber plug had been placed into Sandy immediately following her orientation and initial disrobing. It was removed twice daily by a trainer so that she might use the bathroom, under strict supervision, of course. The only other times that it was removed, it was replaced with either another apparatus or some human appendage. This was part of the CAP Program, a most successful training method at TYTC.

The trainer behind Sandy, paused briefly while the other spoke the command again. This time, Sandy was more cooperative, albeit reluctantly.

"TYTC was wonderful," Jim Neilson thought as he watched his beautiful, young step-daughter assume a kneeling position in front of her trainer. "All resistance on the part of clients is dealt with sexually, never violently," Jim thought to himself, remembering yet another excerpt from the Center's brochure.

As Jim looked on, he witnessed this policy first hand. Each time Sandy refused a command some sexual liberty was taken by her handlers. At the moment, it appeared Sandy was being told to unfasten her trainer's trousers. Following her initial reluctance, her second handler had knelt behind her in order to manipulate her butt plug. At last, the young blond slowly reached out and unzipped the man's fly. As she did, the handler behind her reached over her shoulders, taking Sandy's shining, blond hair in his hands. Pulling her golden tresses back, he then allowed the young beauty's hair to spill down her back.