Slut Academy 2 (IC thread)

Hi, was wondering if I could jump in as perhaps another teacher in the school? Let me know, thanks.
 
Devina pouts a little, places her hands on her hips and shakes her head back and forth to indicate "no".

"I'm not. Something happened with a guy at home, and when I told my parents, they decided I belong here. My only experience.... Well, let's just say it wasn't under the best of circumstances." Devina sighed loudly.

"I've got a lot to learn." Her face brightened a little, though, and she smiled at him.

"I'm glad I got the chance to meet you before class. A lot less intimidating if you get to have a normal conversation with a teacher first. Not to mention the subject we'll be... discussing. Soda?"

Devina retrieved two sodas from the mini-cooler she'd brought on her bus trip, sat next to Edward on the bed as she handed him a drink, and took a big gulp from her own bottle.
 
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thrash1760 said:
Hi, was wondering if I could jump in as perhaps another teacher in the school? Let me know, thanks.

(go ahead and post in the OOC thread. link's in the first post of this one)
 
Takes the soda and teasingly he slides half of the long neck bottle into her throat and says "Your going to need to get used to this feeling, it will be our most studied class topic." He continues sitting with her, alone in her room, just talking for hours. He looks into her eyes instead of her chest like most guys probably have in her life, since she has a great set of breasts in her tight fitted v-neck shirt.
 
"Yeah, I guess." Devina sighed, and as the conversation went on she became more and more comfortable. They were just sitting there, just talking. About... nothing. About everything. And all of the little stops between the two. She even became comfortable at one point that she slipped her flip-flops off and slid them under the bed. A tiny bit of progress, she guessed, but progress nonetheless.

She found herself laughing at his silly jokes, and smiling quite a bit, and after a few hours - having realized she'd yet to unpack, she felt comfortable enough that she was completely relaxed.

"Well, MISTER Edward," Devina exaggerated the title laughingly, "I should put away my things. I'm quite sure that was my roommate hurrying past as she left, and I don't know when she'll get back here. You can help if you want, I guess. Some of the heavier stuff is in the boxes that the bellboys left outside the door. The blue ones are mine."
 
Smiles and grabs the heavier bags for her and lays them on her bed and pulls out one box and finds a box labeled private and says "Vina, this something special?" He jokes, knowing it must be something to do with sex, either clothes, or toys, or something she thinks she might need. "He walks over and places it on her table as he wraps his arms around her waist, forgetting all about her being a student as he starts becoming very comfortable with her.
 
Devina blushes, and nods, and hides the thing under her bed. Edward wraps his arms around her waist as she stands, and Devina falls silent, looking at the floor.

"The school requires certain... attire, apparently. My mom helped me pick that stuff out." Her voice was so quiet, it was likely barely audible. SHe couldn't bring herself to lift her face to him - she was embarrassed, and rendered immobile by his closeness.
 
Ethan Arrives

Given the prominence of his family, the wealth and prestige they commanded, Ethan Reginald Maxwell III should have shown up in a limousine. Or in a fiery sports car. Or by private helicopter. But all of that would have made things difficult, and defeated the point on coming here. He was to be just another student, to earn his place or not, in humble service to his country.

As such, a simple taxi pulled up in front of the school. A youth, barely of legal age, stepped out and looked at the cluster of buildings that would shape the rest of his life. He was tall, but not very, with a slender build that looked graceful rather than fragile. His features were fine and aristocratic, so handsome that he was pretty. Large, intelligent green eyes took in the complex, giving him a look of innocence. His hair was a platinum blond only a few shades away from being white, straight, fine, and casually styled. He wore am unbuttoned black vest over a simple white dress shirt, the top button undone, tan slacks, and well made but practical shoes. He frowned slightly at the name of the place, proudly emblazoned on the structure. "Slut Academy." "How undignified...they could have changed the name."

He sighed, then went around to the back of the cab as the driver popped the trunk. He unloaded two large suitcases, wheeled with handles, and a backpack that he slung over his shoulders. After paying the driver, and adding a generous tip, he rolled the cases into the building. Time to find her room and get set up. Orientation would be soon...then it would begin. Whatever this was.

He still wasn't sure how to feel about it. He didn't want to be here. He didn't want this to be his life. But, his family needed him to do it. And he could maybe help his country this way. That was worth becoming a...a slut. Wasn't it? "God, I hope so."
 
He lets go of her slowly and writes on her schedule a phone number and a room number, "Vina, don't be a stranger you have a week before classes, I hope to hear from you before then." He kisses her cheek again and walks out and goes to his room, hoping to hear from her before the end of the night, because she is the best girl he has flirted with in months.
 
Devina was able to breathe again, her mind properly function, as Edward let go. She'd yelled inwardly at herself to not worry - this man was a teacher, and he'd not harm her. She was so glad to be right, and her relief was probably at least a little audible as she released the pressure in her lungs.

"Yeah, thanks! And thanks for showing me to my room. I'll let you know if I need anything! I don't know my way around town, so.... Anyway, thanks - Sir - and see you in class if not before!"

She waved at him and smiled as she plopped on her bed. She rested only a moment, and then hurried to put her things away in the closet. Orientation was soon, and she'd best hurry!
 
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Tilting her head, she shrugged. "I never bothered learning where things were, really. This is a pretty small campus, so you should learn it pretty fast." Leaning back in her chair, she felt her top ride up her stomach and smiled almost invitingly at him. "If you ever want to talk, or consult, let me know and we'll get together."

Saul raised an eyebrow at both her admission of unsurety and her almost suggestive offer to help him. Then he shrugged. "I don't suppose you can at least tell me what to expect? He made it a point to look into her eyes, despite the obvious attempts to get him to look elsewhere.
 
Christine laughed lightly; he was so worried about looking in the wrong places on her, it was adorable. But she put a finger to her lips, thinking it over seriously. "Well, lots of sex. Obviously." She looked at him, her expression a little amused. "It's expected, actually. One of our little mottos is 'teach my example' and we mean it about every subject." Shifting in the chair, her skirt rode up a tiny bit, exposing more of her toned thigh, but her face became stern. "A lot of them are nervous, especially in front of a class, and that's fine, but we do not force anyone. If they really don't want to do something, we try to find a way around it without rape." She smiled at him gently. "But I'm sure you'd never do that, so we won't worry about it."
 
Saul was having a hard time keeping his eyes level with hers. He listened to her explanation, and closed his eyes, considering that. It made sense, and he knew he'd never rape someone. Still, this sort of school would definitely be a new thing for him, even if he weren't a teacher. He put his hands behind his head, leaning back in the chair and thinking. Then he opened them slowly. "Sounds simple enough. But the simple things are usually the hardest."
 
Amara had just gotten off the shuttle. She knew she was going to be late. And Rob and Christine were really going to make it hard for her. Not that there was anything formal about these meetings. Far from it. The meetings were still normally made up of the the four people who had gotten to be really good friends. And given the situations they had gone through together, they were really comfortable around each other. The problem, she pondered, was that she had really teased the two a lot when they had been late in the last few meetings. And she knew they wouldnt miss their chance.

She thought briefly about rushing to her room to change over. She didnt look all that, well decent, coming right from a mission. She still had her hair done red, and was wearing slutty outfit with a really skimpy top and a very short skirt. She knew she didnt have time for a change though. She quickly made from the jet to the air-car waiting for her. As she stepped up, she noticed the air-car pilot trying to avoid leering at her, knowing who she was. She almost laughed, but in the end just smiled at him. "The key-card please. I will fly. You can take a backseat or hitch a ride". He didnt have many options.

She docked in at the Slut academy parking already a few minutes late. She hopped off, threw the keycard at him, and winked "Thanks." and ran out. Running through those corridors, her mind flashed back to an Amara who let alone run, wouldnt walk through these corridors without clucthing desperately to her skirt when wearing a skirt this short. She had indeed come a long way.

She ran into the room where they were supposed to meet, a bit out of the breath. She saw Christine, and Rob already there. And there was the new teacher they had hired too. She was a bit puzzled. Were Rob and Christine already convinced he was trusted enough to be a part of the "Bod" as Rob liked to call it. She looked at him a bit suspiciously, and then looked at Christine "I can explain. I can explain. And I got news" and looking at the new teacher added quickly "...about some of the course changes i think we canmake" she said, hoping Rob and Christine would understand.

And then noticing Mandy's absence added "And where's Mandy? Busy with the government running?"

OOC: Sorry for being late ;). And i wasnt sure whether the meeting was just all teachers or the more undercover stuff, so i just added in that guarded nature for Amara.
 
Christine nodded at Saul, happy that he understood what sort of place this was going to be. Then Amara came in, and her smile went wicked. She knew where Amara had been, naturally, but was thoroughly delighted by the outfit she was wearing. A few years ago, Amara would have died just looking at it on the hanger, but now she looked very comfortable in it. Very comfortable and very hot.

She shrugged at Amara's question. "I assume so. I thought she was with you, and that's why you two were late," she laughed, standing up to hug the other woman. Gesturing to the other man, she said, "This is one of the new teachers, um . . ." she blushed. "I was going to look so cool, but I've forgotten your name."
 
Saul rolled his eyes, then stood up slowly. He stuck one hand out. "Saul Fantari. Pleased to meet you." After shaking hands, he sat back down. He raised an eyebrow at the outfit, only just now noticing it. Then he shrugged, and stretched out again. "So I take it we have to wait for this 'Mandy' in order to get this staff meeting over with?"
 
Amara hugged Christine back, glad to feel a friendly touch. She also noted the wicked smile that Christine had on just before she hugged her, and had a fair idea of what was cooking up in that head of hers. As they broke away from the hug, she smiled at Christine and then flashed a smile at Rob too.

"No she wasnt." she said, a worried looking crossing her brows for a flash, before disappearing. "We should be more careful about the whereabouts of our new dictator" she said, and then smiling, she added "But I am sure she will be here soon"

She leaned forward to shake hands with the new teacher. She had met him before, and was surprised he didnt remeber her. She had realized pretty quickly men usually didnt forget her that easily. She didnt forget anyone that easily. It was a skill she had picked up over the last one year. In her job, it could mean the difference between living to tell the tale, and a brutal death. She nodded to him "yes. I am Amara. I think we have met before this as well Saul. As part of your hiring process, which Rob here ran. I think we had a quick 5 minute chat back then."

She looked back at others. "I imagine we are discussing just the subjects upgrade? In which case we can at least start our discussions without Mandy. After this, we can talk with her separately about the more, administrative issues with her." She looked around, checking to see if they all were fine with it. She knew Mandy wouldnt care much about missing the talk on the general subjects. There were the other aspects of the academy that Mandy was interested in, which Amara wasnt sure if they could discuss in front of Saul at all.
 
Saul raised an eyebrow, then considered for a moment. Finally, he reached over to a pitcher of water, poured a glass, and dipped his fingers into it. He brought them up, quickly wiping off Amara's makeup with a skill that seemed phenominal. Then he pushed back her hair, so that it was in a pony tail, and ignored her outfit. Then he grinned sheepishly, pulling back. "I didn't recognize you dressed like that. Well met again." He laughed, and sat back down, shrugging at the talk of schedule changes. "As long as I can get my stuff moved in soon...."
 
Nodding, Christine took her seat again. "I know Mandy said she wanted to talk about the new subjects, but I don't know if she's got time to show up for this meeting." She stretched her legs and sighed. "You're highest up, Amara, but I say the fifteen-minute rule applies. I've got things to do today, and you asked me to take a quick look around the school."

She pulled up to the table and leaned forward, looking for all the world like a sulky schoolgirl. "But let's get going. We need to hash this out so we don't look like a bunch of morons." Christine tapped her fingernails idly on the desk. "And we can give Saul an idea of what he'll be responsible for."
 
Amara looked at Chrsitine, who was stretching her legs, and from where Amara had taken a seat, she could see her legs, her thighs exposed as she stretched. She smiled, at Christine shaking her head "You know it was academy's loss when you decided to go into the government heading up the covert ops division." She still got enough chance to meet Christine. After all Christine was in a way, her boss too since all undercover operatives reported to her. It was just a hushed up matter that Amara worked for the division at all, as it could put her operations in jeopardy.

Which was why, Amara was a bit upset that she had not gotten rid of the make-up before coming there. At least she could still come up with many different reasons why she had that make-up on. She looked at Saul, and nodded "Oh now i see why you didnt remember me. I guess this is one thing you need to know Saul. Here at Slut academy, our students learn from us, not from books and all. So I try to behave like a slut, so they have a role-model to learn from. You need to set examples for students as well, so start working on how best to do that."

And then looking back at Christine, she nodded "Okay. I know Rob wanted to talk about some of the different subjects. There are two things I wanted to mention. First, Saul. Welcome to the academy. You can really pick any subject you want. I think we already hired someone to teach Oral Pleasures. You can pick any of the other open disciplines. I teach seduction for girls. And I teach a subject called "Misc. Slut tools" in which i take in girls and boys, but I handpick my students for that course." she paused, reached out and took a sip from a glass of water that was in front of her.

"You can teach really anything else. Seduction for boys, which in a lot of cases will be a combined class with mine, and if you take that up, we will teach that together. You can also take on any of the other open disciplines on how to fuck.." and then looking at him, she thought she might have shocked him with he language "..and yes we deliberately keep it like that rather than how to make love. You are free to name it the way you like, if you take that up. We have one for one on one situations and one for group situations, though we may combine if we dont have enough teachers. Or teach something else if you think we need a new course."

She looked at Christine and saul, and added "Saul, any questions before I take up my second topic for today's meeting"
 
Saul listened intently to the explanation of the school's courses. He raised an eyebrow at that, and rolled his eyes at the young woman's language. Still, he could understand where the whole thing was coming from. He smiled at the names of some of the courses. If it were any other setting, he'd be laughing. Then he sobered up and sat straight in his chair. "Well, I know a little bit about history, some about government. I think I was hired to be an Arcana and Medicines teacher though. Which I suppose could easily be worked into the seduction classes, since both were used for such purposes." He shrugged, unsure what else to say.
 
Rob smiled at Amara, thinking back to the shy, prudish girl he'd taught this same time the year before. In his first class, he'd tried to get her to spread her legs in the front of the room - nothing more. But she had refused. He had broken her in slowly, though - with considerable help from Mandy, one of his best students - and soon Amara was much more open. Now here she was, acting and talking like a true slut, fully prepared to teach the incoming students everything she had learned.

"Those are excellent class ideas," Rob said. "I'm glad to know we have such a thorough course line-up. I was thinking we could have a physical education class that would be just that - nothing sexual involved, as part of the physical training for these young op...uh, students. Besides, there's nothing like some sweaty exercise to make an 18 year old horny." He leaned forward. "Saul, I like your ideas about seduction classes." Rob knew that if they were training operatives, that class could be the most important. "Saul, I'd like to see a breakdown and outline of the course on my desk this time tomorrow."

Rob was surprised how easily this leadership position was becoming. He was not surprised - because he was so used to it by now - at how hard he was becoming while staring at Christine and Amara.
 
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Amara shrugged and nodded. "You are right. And saul, I must see you in action some day, seducing with your methods" she said, smiling almost in a naughty manner.

She looked at Christine to see if she was fine with that too. "That will be quite interesting." she then looked around and said "Ahem, if no one else has anything to add, there is one thing I am worried about. We dont have enough female teachers. I can take most of the work on. But to train sluts, we need more good female teachers. Also, for guys, it will be useful to have female teachers in their classes to add that perspective. Similarly, it is useful for female teachers to have male teachers with them to take advantage of their perspective." she looked around and went on "And right now with very few female teachers, it could be a problem"

And then she paused and went on "I was wondering if Chrtistine, you and Mandy could take a few guest lectures to fill in at times." and then looked around to see ifwhat others thought about this.
 
missy arriving

Missy was unhappy about being here but she had no options.

She got out of the car that had brought her. Her mother popped the trunk and walked back with her. Saying"we'll see you in two weeks. I know you will fit right in here and do great things for the country and us." Then huged her and walked back to the driver seat and drove off.

Missy had one small suitcase and a back pack of 'normal' school supplies, wandering if there would be any use for such things here.

Missy feels odd compared to the few females she sees walking around, Her skirt is much longer and her shirt far less reveeling.

She walks onto the lawn with no clue what so ever where she is going.

She had been hopeing till right now that her parents would change their minds about her coming here. All of her letters and information had been left unread.

Knowing she would need to figure things out she sat down on the steps of a building and pulled out the 5 letter she had gotten, Her parents had read them and giving to her. She had not read them.
 
Christine nodded. "I'd be more than happy to take a few classes, even, if we need the help that much." Arching her arms over her head, she smiled as she stretched, grunting lightly. "After all, I was an educator once, too." Rolling her shoulders slightly, she smiled at Amara. "And a good one, right?"

For some reason, Christine was antsy today. Maybe it was a new school year, knowing that there was a lot to be done and all she was doing was sitting in meetings, or maybe something else. But either way, she kept moving when she didn't really need to.
 
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