Slut Academy 2 (IC thread)

[Armphid]

Christine showered quickly and dressed with care, in an outfit that would have gotten her banned in any other school. She zipped up the modified catsuit (with hot pants instead of full-length bottoms) to the middle of her breasts and checked the attendence roster on the computer terminal. Hmmm, neither of them had shown up to class this morning. She headed out the door towards the dorms, searching for the right door. When she reached it, she knocked, a little impatiently.

Ethan got out of the shower, his hair wet and matted to his head. What a strange first day. The orientation, to the most...stimulating and interesting meeting with Christine, then Devina...well, Devina sexually overpowering him into letting her stay. Standing with a towel wrapped around his waist, he looked over at the closed bedroom door. She was still asleep in there.

Being a gentleman, he'd pulled some clothes out of his bags, and yielded the bed to her. The couch was comfortable enough, though thinking of her nubile, lush body just feet away hadn't made going to sleep any easier. It had meant he'd gone to sleep late and awoken late. In fact, he was sure he'd missed his first class. Great way to start his time here.

He began to get dressed. He paused as he picked up a pair of silk boxers. Christine said that none was preferred. Well, as he was late for class, he'd better do what the instructors preferred. So, it was commando for him. A pair of while slacks went on, and Ethan marveled at how...free it felt to not have any underwear on. He was buttoning a royal blue dress shirt when there was a knock on the door. It wasn't loud, but came fast and rapping, sounding oddly impatient. "Damn." A professor coming to chide him, most likely.

"Coming!" He left the shirt half buttoned as he went to the door and opened it, "I'm sorry I missed class, professor." "I promise it won't-" It was Christine. A Christine poured into a leather catsuit that hugged her sensual body, modified so that it exposed her long, smooth legs. "Oh, Christine...I, uh, you...I mean, you look wonderful." Okay, he'd recovered pretty well from that. Just keep your eyes on hers. "I know I missed...this isn't about the class, is it?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Christine gave Ethan one full body glance and smiled at him. "No, it's not about class." She heard a noise inside and peered around him, spotting Devina asleep on the bed. One eyebrow went up. "Am I interrupting?" She didn't sound sorry, really, just interested. "Is that why you missed class today?"

She shook her head, and said, "Never mind. I've got something I need to discuss with you. Come with me?" Glancing at Devina, Christine added, "I'll leave a note for her, when she gets up. I'd like to talk to you both, actually." Pulling out a large pen from a pocket, she pressed a few buttons and stepped past him, just brushing him, into the room to scrawl on the door. Devina, Ethan is with me. Come over when you get up. Christine

"There. It'll vanish in 5 hours, so you won't have to worry about it." She grabbed his hand. "We never did get you out of your normal clothes and into something else, did we?" she asked as she tugged him out the door.

 

[Armphid]

Ethan colored a little at her inquiry, "She slept on the bed, I was on the couch." "We talked for a few hours, but that was it." He smiled a little. "We both know that she'd too nervous about things for me to do anymore unless I was a jerk...and she hadn't figured out from you that a sexual woman can disarm a man." I'm not just a pretty face, Christine.

He felt a little thrill as her body brushed his, watching her leave the note. Disappearing ink? Curiouser and curiouser, to quote Lewis Carroll. Then she grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the dorm room. He was able to grab hold of the door and shut it behind him. He flushed slightly at her hand taking his and guiding him along, but didn't fight it or try to disengage. "Ah, n-no, the time was spent, very well I'd say, on Devina." "My time was set for an unspecified later date." Was that what this was?

Possible. She was highly placed in the Academy. Her private time was likely valuable, and she might want to finish with him as soon as possible. But that seemed...incorrect somehow. Although maybe it would be better if he acted like he thought that was the case. He was suspicious of this place's purpose, no reason to let on that he was though. "Is, ah, that what you wanted to see us about?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Christine grinned at him. "It's part of it. Mostly, however, this is a way to ascertain if you'd be suitable for our special program." She walked in front of him with a little wiggle in her hips. "Do you want to have breakfast before we start the . . . investigation?"

The problem was that he was sharp, of course. If he caught on to why she was asking before she was sure that he was a good choice . . . well, that was what the catsuit was for, wasn't it? She glanced over her should as she punched in the entry code to their room. "Don't worry, no tough questions."

 

[Armphid]

The wiggling of her hips in that outfit caused a profound distraction, but he nonetheless was able to pull enough of his senses back to note that there was something very unusual going on here. He kept silent on it, though his mind was turning it over. What did she want with him? Really, not his fantasies. What exactly was she investigating?

"No, only tough answers," he quipped. He felt it was a fair answer though. Part of the difficulty would be in whether he should answer what he really thought or not. "But, no, Christine." "Thank you, but I'd rather just get started." And find out what's going on here.

 

[babyblueeyes]

Rob watched as the new whore, Erin, worked over his cock, with Elise standing beside them, whispering instructions.

The girl did what Erin had instructed, and was stroking Rob's dick while sucking. "Massage my balls for me, too," Rob said. "That's very important. Also lick them every so often." Erin complied.

"Mm, very good," Rob said. He looked to Elise. "She's turning into a good cocksucker, isn't she? Now it's your turn, Elise. Show me what a cunt like you is capable of." He pointed to the floor next to Erin. "Get down on your knees, Elise, where a whore belongs."

Elise smirked to hear the dean command her so. Apparently he thought she would suck his cock just because she let him finger her yesterday. Seems as though he was taking more and more liberties with her with each passing day. Her hand slid to his hip as she leaned in close, standing on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear as her tongue flickered along his earlobe. "You want me to suck your cock? Like a whore?"

With her other hand she reached around him, her fingers lightly grasping the shaft of his cock, barely brushing against his skin. Slowly she stroked him as her other hand descended to give his ass a firm squeeze. Her eyes locked on his as she slid around to the front of him, slowly moving down onto her knees, gazing up at him innocently as she stroked his cock only inches from her pouting lips. As melodious as the chime of silver bells, her voice ascended to his ears. "You want me to wrap my lips around your big, hard cock? Are you sure my mouth is big enough Mr. Gordon?"

Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock before he could answer, as if to answer the question herself. Playfully her tongue swiped along the underside of his cock as her hand wrapped around its base, holding it steady as her lips descended to take just a little bit more of his cock into her warm, willing mouth. As quick as her lips had wrapped around his cock, they were off again, her hand stroking him again as she gazed up into his eyes. "What's the matter Mr. Gordon? Aren't you going to coach me?"

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara's day had gotten off to some start. Rob and Christine were always wonderful. And the threesome that morning had been the perfect way to get the day started off. From there on, it was all downhill though.

As she got moving to get to her class, she heard back from one of the operatives. Or rather about one of the operatives. Another one dead. Again found out. She got to work to find out from her contact on what happened. This was getting too serious. They had lost 3rd operative in recent times, and a couple of others had gone missing. These were worrying signs. She got to her office, and logged into her secure computer, and got to work.

She quickly shot an email to Rob, and left Saul a note letting them know she wouldnt be able to make it to the class and they should help her get it started. A little while later, she got done, and decided to send a report across to Christine.

She quickly compiled a report and emailed it to Christine.And signed off 'buzz me on our locator device if you need me urgently'. she then put her head back against her chair, and closed her eyes, trying to get the stress out. After a few minutes,s he pulled herself together, and walked out of her office and started to walk towards the place where the class was going to be. She knew it would be over or about to be over by the time she got there, but at least she would see the students and meet Rob or Saul whoevere had filled in for her and thank them.

As she stepped into the classroom, she noted in a satisfied manner that all students seemed busy. And Rob adn saul both had taken the class on. She nodded to both of them, and shot them a smile, and then looked around the class.

 

[Twilight10]

As Elise looked up to Rob with her large, innocent blue eyes, Rob couldn't help giving his cock a couple strokes while she licked the tip.

"That's it, Elise," Rob said. "Lick the tip. It's always a great feeling when you play your tongue inside the guy's piss slit. That's right." Elise stroked his dick and worked her tongue around the head as Rob moaned.

Rob went on, "Now take it all in your mouth, sweetie." The slut obliged. She opened wider and took most of his eight inches inside her warm, willing mouth. Her lips were moist and smooth. "Massage my balls for me as well. It's always important to take care of the other areas around the cock. Play with the balls, play with the asshole, lick it a little."

He closed his eyes while Elise did as she was told. She was learning well, Rob noted to himself, and she seemed eager to learn how to be a better whore.

 

[Elengil]

OOC: Melody is about to take a little spin into the dark side.

As Melody watched Amara move closer, her head was suddenly split with a pounding headache. She fell to the floor in total confusion, *What the hell is happening?!?*

Suddenly there was a voice in her head. It was speaking in low, commanding tones. *That's her, that's one of the ones you were meant to kill.* *What the hell are you?* *I am your GOD! You will obey me! YOU WILL KILL HER!*

All the while, her body had stood up, and had started walking towards Amara, who looked just slightly confused.

As she stumbled near Amara, Melody could barely gasp out, "Help me, my room, Phoenix, Omega."

Melody proceeded to faint into Amara's arms, exhausted from her attempts to restrain the beast that lived within her.

 

[HookerBoots]

The wiggling of her hips in that outfit caused a profound distraction, but he nonetheless was able to pull enough of his senses back to note that there was something very unusual going on here. He kept silent on it, though his mind was turning it over. What did she want with him? Really, not his fantasies. What exactly was she investigating?

"No, only tough answers," he quipped. He felt it was a fair answer though. Part of the difficulty would be in whether he should answer what he really thought or not. "But, no, Christine." "Thank you, but I'd rather just get started." And find out what's going on here.

Christine smiled at him as she walked into the quarters she and Rob had, and sat down on the couch. She patted the seat next to her and tilted her head. "I don't bite. Unless you want." She smirked a little self-deprecatingly at the old joke, and crossed her legs.

"Now, I do have some questions for you, and all I ask is that you answer truthfully. No punishment for telling the truth." She folded her hands in her lap and gave him a seductive smile. "But there are rewards. If I ask you anything you'd rather not answer, that's fine, but it'll mean a smaller reward."

 

[lost_pirate]

Amara looked on, a bit excited to see all the students looking quite eager to learn. As she took a couple of steps where Rob and the girls were, a bit upset that Rob hadnt noticed her, she saw Melody fall to the floor. And then get up and start walking towards her as if in a daze.

She looked on a bit confused, and before she could do much else, Melody collapsed in her arms, muttering a few words that hardly made sense. Amara registered them to her memory though, for possible future use.

Her instincts took over, and she motioned over to Saul who wasnt very busy anyway, and motioned for others to continue. That was a professional behaviour they all had better get used to. She quickly pounded the emergency button, and pulled Melody out of the class, and laid her down there. In the meantime, medic team came over, and Amara nodded to them to take her to med center. She will need to make sure she found out all about what the girl had meant.

"Page me as soon as she comes around" she said to a medic, and quickly headed over to her office to pull out the emergency access keys which would let her access anyone student's room, and started to walk over to Melody's room.

 

[dragonrazor]

Saul had heard every word spoken by the young woman. He considered, and helped Amara get the girl out of the room. He looked at Amara, and shrugged. When Amara went to Melody's doors, he was already there, wanting to speak with her.

 

[babyblueeyes]

As Elise looked up to Rob with her large, innocent blue eyes, Rob couldn't help giving his cock a couple strokes while she licked the tip.

"That's it, Elise," Rob said. "Lick the tip. It's always a great feeling when you play your tongue inside the guy's piss slit. That's right." Elise stroked his dick and worked her tongue around the head as Rob moaned.

Rob went on, "Now take it all in your mouth, sweetie." The slut obliged. She opened wider and took most of his eight inches inside her warm, willing mouth. Her lips were moist and smooth. "Massage my balls for me as well. It's always important to take care of the other areas around the cock. Play with the balls, play with the asshole, lick it a little."

He closed his eyes while Elise did as she was told. She was learning well, Rob noted to himself, and she seemed eager to learn how to be a better whore.

Elise took more of him into her mouth as her hand continued to massage his balls. She didn't care what he said, she wasn't going anywhere near his ass with her tongue. He could just be content with a blowjob for now. Her tongue swiveled along the underside of his shaft as her lips slipped further down it, her hand squeezing his balls with just a little bit more pressure. Beautiful blue eyes gazed up at him as her lips wrapped around the base of his cock, taking him fully into her mouth before pulling back only to dip her head again and repeat the motion.

She sucked him faster and harder, seeking his orgasm, wanting to taste his cum in her mouth. Popularity had been hers back in her old high school, particularly with the boys, and it was with her mouth that she had earned it. She was good and she knew it. Soon he would admit it too by his physical reaction to her touch.

 

[Twilight10]

Rob watched as Elise's baby blue eyes looked up at him while she sucked his cock faster and harder. Her mouth was warm, her humming audible, her lips moist, and she obviously knew what she was doing.

"Mmm, fuck, you are so good at that, Elise," Rob muttered. "I can tell you've had a lot of practice. How many cocks have you had in that little slut mouth?"

He knew Elise wanted him to cum, and although he wanted to save his erection for some of the other whores in the class, she was so good that he also desperately wanted to orgasm.

As she worked faster and faster, Rob knew that it was futile to deny himself any longer. "Oh, God, I'm going to cum," he grunted. "Do you like taking a load in your mouth or on your face, Elise?"

 

[babyblueeyes]

A broad smile crossed her lips as she heard him moan and groan, her lips still wrapped around his thick cock. And then he said the magic words. In an instant her mouth was off him as she stood, reaching to tuck his raging hard on back into his pants as she whispered into his ear. "Neither. I think I'll start calling you Mr. Blue Balls from now on."

With a smirk she turned on her heel, her hips swaying seductively as she walked back to her seat. She had no doubt that he would attempt to have his way with her later as pay back for this little denial, but it was more than worth it, for now. The look on his face as he was denied his orgasm was priceless, one that caused her to giggle lightly in her seat as she watched him, wondering what his next move would be. Most likely, he'd find some other girl in the class to finish him.

 

[Armphid]

Christine smiled at him as she walked into the quarters she and Rob had, and sat down on the couch. She patted the seat next to her and tilted her head. "I don't bite. Unless you want." She smirked a little self-deprecatingly at the old joke, and crossed her legs.

"Now, I do have some questions for you, and all I ask is that you answer truthfully. No punishment for telling the truth." She folded her hands in her lap and gave him a seductive smile. "But there are rewards. If I ask you anything you'd rather not answer, that's fine, but it'll mean a smaller reward."

Ethan took the offered seat, very proud that he didn't show that much of just how nervous he was right now. "Rewards for telling the truth?" "How will you know if I am?" He was sure she knew enough about reading people that it would be easy, he wasn't very good at hiding things. But he wanted to see what she would say.

"I will try answer all your questions." "And anything I do say will be the truth, as I see it." He was still curious about the rewards she mentioned...but he tried not to think about it. That was the carrot. Which begged the question, what was the stick?

 

[HookerBoots]

Her lips twitched. "If I told you how I'd know, then you could find away around it." Taking a moment to brush her hair into place - not that it was out of place - Christine smiled fully at him. "Your family sent you here, correct? Somewhat against your wishes, because they wanted to show their allegiance to Mandy and the new regime." She sighed. "What I want to know is why your family wants to desperately to seem like they support us."

She had a good idea why, of course, but his answer would let her know what she needed to about whether or not he'd tell her the truth. There was, she knew, a substantial motivation for truth with him being this close to her. It always was easier to get something you wanted from a man when you hinted that he could get what he wanted from you afterwards.

 

[Elengil]

Melody had odd dreams, she saw labs, people, things no sane human could see and live. It was all flashes, like memories, but she recognized none of it. She saw three figures that seemed to stick in her mind no matter what, one was a man who was badly hurt, one arm in shreds, the other just wasn't there, the woman was on her knees sobbing, she looked like she had been burnt, the girl was odd, she just stood there, defiant, strong, and proud. The girl was dragged off, her composure falling apart at the separation.

Then there was the voice, it chilled her to her core, it was the voice she had just heard. "So, you thought you could run off, take from me my most precious weapon, and just disappear? It's a pity you burned your lab down when you ran, or I might have had some use for you, as much of that equipment was one of a kind, and the crystals were 'special.' But no matter, I have her back, and you will be punished for your crimes. Your 'daughter' will never know of you, or your actions, she will become a good little soldier, and one day, forge for me an entire army of creatures like her. Finally, I will be ready to take my conquest from merely global to Galactic!"

With this, she returned to oblivion.

 

[Armphid]

Her lips twitched. "If I told you how I'd know, then you could find away around it." Taking a moment to brush her hair into place - not that it was out of place - Christine smiled fully at him. "Your family sent you here, correct? Somewhat against your wishes, because they wanted to show their allegiance to Mandy and the new regime." She sighed. "What I want to know is why your family wants to desperately to seem like they support us."

She had a good idea why, of course, but his answer would let her know what she needed to about whether or not he'd tell her the truth. There was, she knew, a substantial motivation for truth with him being this close to her. It always was easier to get something you wanted from a man when you hinted that he could get what he wanted from you afterwards.

Ethan tired not to think about how close she was or how she was dressed, but it was hard to. He knew that was the point. This made him pliant. He was far more likely to tell her things, and to mean them. Particularly when she hinted at 'rewards'. "I note you didn't answer my question about the rewards...makes me fill in the blanks, that's very good." Don't think I don't know what you're doing. It'll still work. But I know.

"My family did send me here, and I wasn't eager to come." He sighed, looking at her. "You know who my family is, and you know the dealings they had with the previous regime." "When there's sudden change...and the change happens the way this one did, people who supported the old order can find themselves in trouble." "In jail or assassinated." He glanced over at her, "Perhaps by a lover." "My parents don't want that to happen, so they're doing this." "By offering me up as a...sacrifice, if you will, they show devotion." "They show they are willing to personally give to the new order."

Ethan ran a hand nervously through his hair. She had the most intruiging smell..."How was my answer?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Christine patted his knee. "It confirms what I already knew. So congratulations, I know I can trust you to tell me the truth." Her fingers squeezed his leg briefly, then pulled away. Giving a slight chuckle, she twisted slightly to face him, pressing her arms together to enhance her cleavage.

"Next question, then. You're bright, and I know you may have figured out some of what we're doing here. Why don't you tell me what you've figured out." Christine leaned back and smiled, one hand resting on the back of the couch, the other rubbing her own tigh gently.

 

[Armphid]

Ethan swallowed as she squeezed his leg. She was doing it again. Turning on her sexuality in such a way as to run him to mush. He had to try and stay focused. It would be an embarrassment not to. Though, she was not making it easy. His eyes rested on the valley of her cleavage, then he tore them away, looking at the far wall.

Her next question was far more interesting. And far more dangerous. He looked back at her, noting how her hand was rubbing her thigh. He wished it was his own. Startled at the thought, he frowned slightly. God, he could not be this weak. He would not allow it! "Well, obviously that this is more than just a place to get, ah, access to young lovers as it was for the previous Dictator." "I don't doubt that you teach sex, and have a lot of sex, of all varieties, but it's a lot more."

He looked into her eyes, wanting to see how she reacted to what he had to say. "You teach people...well, girls, anyway, I think we guys might just be here as practice for them, to use sex and their sexuality to get what they want." "Whether it's...'disarming' me the way Devina did, or getting information out the way you are right now." "The closeness of the dictator and your own involvement suggest that this place is a training ground for...not sluts, though I suppose we will be by the time we graduate, but people who know how to use sex as a weapon for the state." "I'm just not sure if that weapon is meant to be used on our people or other peoples."

Dangerously honest. It was a hell of a statement, almost an accusation. Yet it made perfect sense.

 

[Twilight10]

Rob stared in shock as Elise said "Neither" and stood up and walked away from him so nonchalantly. Didn't she realize that he was the dean of this school? That he could fail her, or kick her out?

Judging by her confident expression, however, she obviously knew that he would never do those things. She was too sexy, too seductive. And she knew Rob wanted her too much to fail or expell her.

He decided that he would pay her back later for blueballing him, but he couldn't bring himself to be very upset about it at the moment, because there were so many other willing whores in the room.

Rob glanced around and saw one girl, whose name he thought was Riza. She was sexy in a shy, diminutive way. She had no partner, though she was watching the proceedings in a half disgusted, half excited way. He walked to her and said, "I'm Rob, the dean here. Your name is Riza, correct?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Ethan swallowed as she squeezed his leg. She was doing it again. Turning on her sexuality in such a way as to run him to mush. He had to try and stay focused. It would be an embarrassment not to. Though, she was not making it easy. His eyes rested on the valley of her cleavage, then he tore them away, looking at the far wall.

Her next question was far more interesting. And far more dangerous. He looked back at her, noting how her hand was rubbing her thigh. He wished it was his own. Startled at the thought, he frowned slightly. God, he could not be this weak. He would not allow it! "Well, obviously that this is more than just a place to get, ah, access to young lovers as it was for the previous Dictator." "I don't doubt that you teach sex, and have a lot of sex, of all varieties, but it's a lot more."

He looked into her eyes, wanting to see how she reacted to what he had to say. "You teach people...well, girls, anyway, I think we guys might just be here as practice for them, to use sex and their sexuality to get what they want." "Whether it's...'disarming' me the way Devina did, or getting information out the way you are right now." "The closeness of the dictator and your own involvement suggest that this place is a training ground for...not sluts, though I suppose we will be by the time we graduate, but people who know how to use sex as a weapon for the state." "I'm just not sure if that weapon is meant to be used on our people or other peoples."

Dangerously honest. It was a hell of a statement, almost an accusation. Yet it made perfect sense.

Christine nodded slowly; he was brighter than she had even thought. Tapping her fingers on the back of the couch, she tilted her head at him. "Assuming you're right, what do you imagine I want from you?" Resting her cheek in her hand, she looked at him steadily. "I'm married, I have the ear of the dictator, and I can have pretty much anything I want in or out of this room. What do I want from you?"

She really hoped that he would be willing to help her. If he was this bright, she almost needed him to be on her - their - side. Of course, she couldn't let him know that. But Christine was pretty sure that if he could be persuaded, she could do it.

 

[Armphid]

Ethan was glad she hadn't done anything else to crank up her sexual voltage. Though he also couldn't tell if she was happy with his answers or not. It was a concern. As she said, she was very powerful and well connected. What could she possibly want with him?

He thought for a few moments. "I'm not sure, Christine." "Maybe you hope to lock down my family's money and influence through me." "Maybe you see some potential use for me in training Devina for your purposes." He looked away for a moment, then back at her, "The suddenness of this though...makes me think you either just want me really off balance...or that something's happened and you need to get whatever you do want from me now rather than later."

He tucked his feet back in toward the couch. For some reason, he wanted to be able to jump for it if he had to. He wasn't exactly feeling threatened...but he didn't feel safe either. "How am I doing so far?"

 

[HookerBoots]

She caught his shift in position, and smiled. "Don't worry, you're doing fine. And I promise, I don't want either of those things." Christine reached up and undid her hair, letting it fall around her face and shoulders. "Although I'm sure you'd be quite useful in both those roles."

Sighing, she nodded. "You're right. This is becoming, sub rosa, a training school for special operatives. The purpose of this training is to increase our intelligence corps, of which I am the head." Tucking her legs up onto the couch, knees to her chest, she sighed again. "But it isn't just for the girls, you know. There are female spies and government agents in the other countries, and part of you young men being here is to help you deal with the overwhelming sexuality they - we," she amended with a smirk, "can exude."

"The other reason we have you here is to train you to work on them the same way they work on you." Licking her lips, she gave him a little wink. "After all, some men have the same effect on women that, say, I have on you. Now, whether that can be taught, we have yet to learn. But we're willing to try."

Running a hand through her hair, she looked at him seriously. "The reason you, yourself, are here, on my couch, is that I need to know if I can trust you with classified documents, because I need help."