Slut Academy 2 (IC thread)

Amara nodded, and tried focusing on the mission. Mandy leaning forward, and tucking strands of hair behind her ear, while a simple act, made it tougher for her to concentrate. Still she was a pro, and she knew how to control herself.

"It went okay. I had to kill off my informer. He got suspected there. They knew he was passing on information to us, and was questioned. They didnt take him in, but e came back and started suspecting me, even threatened to kill me. thanfully most men find me too hard to resist, too good to kill off or hurt. But we need to be careful Mandy. You need to be better protected from now on. Christine is going to mandate that anyone wanting to meet you must first get a clearance from her. And i am with her on it. We also need to find out the the traitor on our side. Someone is telling them what we know." she paused.

and then added "And they know you have taken over as the new dictator. They are a bit confused right now on what to do as you are after all former dictator's daughter. But there is a good chance we might have to fight back soon. We need all our intelligence power to thwart them before they can even make such a move."

and then asked her. "How has the government running gone on for you?"
 
Devina glanced a little nervously at Ethan. Well, with Christine there, surely Ethan wouldn't break out some weird second persona. And, with Ethan there, surely Christine wouldn't either.

"Alright." The nervous girl put forth her best effort. If the school was giving her the chance to start over, and maybe even the tools to prevent what had happened before from happening again, being "in" with the wife of the dean was probably a good thing.
Besides, she and Ethan too, she knew, were both curious about these 'advanced' courses. Devina wondered, and hoped, that this little invitation might be at least an 'interview' of sorts for such a thing. And maybe, just maybe, when the three of them were behind closed doors, Christine would reveal a little more about how on earth being a "slut" would be worth anything to the country - to the dictator.

"Lead the way." Grabbing Ethan by the elbow, Devina was more than ready to begin the journey on her new life. Right here, right now, Devina was no longer a victim.
 
"Ummm running the government, well it has given me a new persepective on my father I can say that much. I still don't under stand everything about him but I am coming to realize that he literally ran everything through sex, even is adminstrator was in his bed on occassion."

Mandy let out a long sigh.

"It would seem that it is sex that makes the world go round not money, and everyone wants a piece of me, wants to know what 'services' i require of them"

A shudder runs through her body at the thought of the most inteligent minds in the government being nothing short of sex slaves.

"But really it has not been all that hard, not with dads books and memo's i have gone over every file that was in his library, i cracked every safe, found every passageway in and out of every room, I left no stone unturned in my quest for knowledge and it has aided me. i don't think we have to worry so much about the inside except for the leak who is going to wish they had never been born once we find them."
 
Amara was amazed at how much Mandy seemed to have changed in her thinking. Immaculate, confident and now even sounding ruthless. She knew all these would serve her well in running the government, in keeping the nation safe.

She was also glad that Mandy was safe and sound. The conversation with Christine that morning had left her a little worried. She knew Christine had been right about Mandy being in danger. She had just learnt to trust Christine who was as smart as any person she had met. She couldnt help but reach out to hug Mandy, glad they were both well, and happy to hug her after a long time.
 
A little amused, Christine hopped off the desk and waved a hand. "Then follow me. We'll see what we can do out of my closet, and Rob's." She grasped the girl's hand and lead them out of the room, waving to Rob as she went. It was never to early to start teaching.

Punching in the code to unlock the door to their private quarters, Christine ushered them in and locked the door behind them. The only ones who could get in now were Rob and Amara, and the kids, if they got scared, couldn't get out so Christine could calm them down.

The room was Christine's taste, because Rob didn't care much about the furnishings - except that the bed be big enough for five. The carpet was cream, the wood was light, and the spaces were wide and expansive. It was a studio, but huge and with large windows. "Come in. Look around all you want while I get something to drink for you guys. What would you like?"
 
This was a bad sign: after only orientation, Rob felt worn out for the day. He already needed a drink and to put his feet up. God, it had only been a couple hours since he'd come to work. Was being the dean going to be this difficult and wearing?

He punched the combination to his room, which only a select few knew, and walked inside, running his hand through his shaggy hair. He saw Christine there, looking fetching as always, and standing next to her were two students, a male and a female. The guy was lean and blond and obviously attractive. The girl was a knockout, and although she looked a little nervous - who wasn't nervous on the first day of school? - something in her eyes told Rob that she was happy to be here.

"Hi everyone," he said. He shook hands with the two students. "I'm Rob, as you may know. The dean of Slut Academy. Welcome to the school. What're your names?"
 
Devina swallowed, and glanced quickly between the dean, Ethan, Christine, Ethan again, and back at the dean. Steeling herself, remembering what this school was all about while still trying to rise above her past - after all, it'd only been a few hours ago that she'd still been a scared little girl really - she cleared her throat.

Ethan introduced himself, and then Devina spoke. "I'm Devina. Christine was just about to help us out with wardrobe a little. I think she referred to it as tutoring."

The brunette chuckled slightly as she withdrew her hand. It amused her to think of this fashion consultation as 'tutoring'. She set her hand down on the desk that she and Ethan were leaning against, and inadvertantly landed it right on top of Ethan's hand. She tried to scoot it over, but there wasn't room between them to do so, and so she left it there to hide the fact that it had been an accident.
 
Mandy let out a sigh when Amara came into her arms. She let her fingers run up and down Amara's back just gently caressing her curves. inhaling she let Amara's soft flower smell intoxicate her with longing.

Flattening her hands on Amara's back Mandy pulled her closer and kissed her neck, with butterfly soft kisses.

"I've missed you so much Amara, not one day has gone by that I have not thought about holding you again, worried for your safety, longed to have you in my arms."
 
"Nice to meet you, Devina," Rob said as he watched the girl shuffle around awkwardly. Her shyness was rather cute, and she reminded him of how Amara had first started out, only a year ago. Well, he'd made a great deal of progress with Amara, hadn't he? So there was no reason he couldn't with this one as well.

"That's a very pretty name, by the way," he added. "I look forward to...observing you in class."
 
Christine walked past Rob, kissing his cheek as she passed. "I'll go get some soda for you two. With rum in them," she muttered to Rob. She busied herself with the drinks, two rum and cokes for the students, a glass of shiraz for herself, and a whiskey sour for Rob. Handing them around, she smiled. "Let's sit down and talk for a little bit." Winking, she added, "I need to know your personalities to know what to pick for you." And, she thought, it'll give you time to drink and relax a little bit.
 
Amara tingled at Mandy's touch. She always did. Mandy was special, and she melted into her, hugging her back, her hands feeling Mandy's back, and then down to her ass. Mandy's kisses on her neck made her want her even more. She cocked her head back to look into Mandy's eyes, and said "And you know I always wanted to be back soon, safe and sound so that I could be back with you again, even if for a bit." she leaned in to kiss Mandy, her lips meeting Mandy's.
 
At the soft touch of Amara's lips on hers mandy melted a moan escaping her parted lips as her toungue searched out and found Amara's.

Mandy deepend the kiss just a little as she let her hands roam over Amara's lush curves and soft skin. She had missed her so much and having her in her arms again was like heaven on earth, even if it did not last long.

Pushing that last thought out of her head Mandy pulled out of the kiss.

"Shall we go to room so i can have in you in every one I have dreampt up in my mind all this time."
 
Amara kissed Mandy back, losing herself in Mandy's arms. She didnt remember how many men and women she had kissed in the last 7 months and shared her body with, but never was there this passion that Mandy always evoked for her. She was glad Mandy had reached out to the shy Amara back then, opening her up to her love.

At Mandy's suggestion, Amara nodded eagerly. She had always been playing with her life, and knew in their lives a safe tomorrow would be uncertain. She wanted to live it out with Mandy, for Mandy right now. "Lead me, mandy. Wherever you want. To your suite?" she asked.
 
Ethan looked around the spacious apartment. Very nice. The Academy treated it's Dean well. He wouldn't have thought differently, but it still told him something. That this place and it's staff were highly valued. Add that in with everything so far, especially how the Dictator and the speaker had avoided answering his question, and it made him even more intruiged. There had to be more going on here. And now he had to find out what. As Rob shook his hand, Ethan noted the firm grip. "Ethan, sir." "It's an honor to meet you." So, he was an instructor too. Intersting...and he was eyeing Devina with a certain speculation. He felt a slight stab of envy as Christine kissed the older man on the cheek. He mentally sighed, don't think that way. She's absolutely gorgeous and oozes sexiness but that's no reason to feel that way.

He started and blushed when Devina's hand fell on his. He didn't jerk away or say anything though, he just smiled at her. It was pleasant. Her hand was warm and soft, and he thought that it would be a very nice hand to hold. "Thank you for the drinks, and both of you for allowing us in here." "Your hospitality is impeccable."

Devina had taken his arm to lead him here, so he took her hand in his to lead her to a seat. He was right. It was a very nice hand to hold. Ethan led her to a chair, then moved behind it to hold it for her. They weren't at a dinner table, so it probably wasn't necessary, but manners were still manners. He then took a seat on the couch. "Thank you, again." He took a sip of his drink. Hmm...Christine made a very good rum and coke, and a strong one at that. "I don't mean to be rude, and I'm sure you'd rather talk about things other than the Academy, but I do have a few questions." Start normal, get comfortable, then slip in the real questions. "The speaker at orientation mentioned a dress code, but I haven't seen it yet." "Could you explain it, please?"
 
"Yes that sounds best." mandy lead her down the hallways and to the elevator that needed the key that only the four of them had. Turning the key Mandy pushed the buttom and stepped back waiting for it to move. When it did she quikly took Amara in her arms and kissed her widely for the two minutes the ride took.

Then stepping out of the elevator Mandy walked down the hall and stopped in front of her suite, it had been a while since she had been here and she had to brace herself for the memories.

Stepping inside the room that was ment to be for her fathers visits Mandy got the distinct impression that while the room was for him he never set foot in it.

Looking around the room was amazing with a little kitchen, and a private bath that she could see the door to, she had ordered her stuff brought here and assumed it was. She did not care to look at the moment. All she wanted to do was take Amara in her arms.

Leading Amara by the hand Mandy walked into the bedroom and stopped ot the foot of the bed. Slowly she slid Amara's top and skirt off, leaving her in just her panties, how Amara loved to wear panties, it made mandy think back to last year but then she lost all thoughts as her lips met Amara's once more.

"god i had almost forgotten how beautiful you are."

Mandy placed gentle kisses on Amara's shoulders, neck and collar bone learning once more the secret that was Amara.
 
"Ah, the dress code." Christine sipped her wine and thought for a moment. "Well, for girls, it's fairly simple. Skirts and shorts no longer than three inches above the knee, no turtlenecks, heels at all times. You can come to class without makeup, but we don't encourage it. If you wear a button-down shirt, the top three buttons cannot be done." She shrugged. "What I'm wearing would be perfectly acceptable for a student."

Looking at Ethan, she smiled slowly. "For men, it's harder to say what is and isn't allowed, because there's so much less variation in menswear. No ratty t-shirts, no turtlenecks again, no sandals. Jeans are allowed, but not encouraged. Facial hair must be neatly groomed, and that goes for the hair on top of your head and sideburns."

She smiled over her wineglass. "What else?"
 
What she was wearing...Good Lord. She certainly wore it well. Ethan was very proud of the face that he only drank in her figure for a second or two before he was able to return his gaze to a more polite location. What would Devina look like in...don't get distracted. "I see." "That does help, though that's pretty much my normal attire." "Not that I'm sure it looks good or is proper for our...ah, career track."

He considered a moment. "Ah, it may be a sensitive topic, but...considering the...course material, are there are requirements on, ah, undergarments or...perivate grooming?"
 
Amara kissed Mandy back all the way up the elevator, feeling wondereful and fortnate to be back with her again. She almost felt like running to the room with mandy when they finally got off the elevator. Or maybe even make out with her right there. But she held herself back. as a teacher at slut academy she might still be okay doing that, but Mandy was the dictator and had a reputation to build and keep.

She quitely walked along with her to her room. She threw one glance at the luxuries in the room, but all she cared for was it had a bed. She walked along with Mandy to the bed, and let her undress her. As Mandy started kissing her, and feeeling her body, she pulled at the chaing holding Mandy's shirt together and pushed it off her. She once again engaged in a deep kiss with mandy, and then broke away getting down to pull off Mandy's skirt, and grinned when she found Mandy was wearing no panties. Just like her, she thought.

She quitely got up, and kissed Mandy again, with one hand cupping Mandy's sex.
 
Mandy got excited to say the least every time Amara responded to her that wild abandon. It was like they only shared this onnection with each other no matter how many others there were in each of their lives.

Smiling as Amara first took of her shirt and then her skirt she was practically dripping by time Amara cupped her sex. Letting out a moan as her head rolled back mandy was indeed in heaven.

Backing up till her butt hit the bed she slowly withdrew from Amara and held out her hand as she slid her body up the bed.

"Come love let me show you how much I have missed you"

As mandy watched Amara's sleek body crawl down the bed towards her she smile in anticipation of what was to come.

When Amara reached her Mandy gently used her hands to pin Amara shoulders to the bed. then she slid down along Amara's body trailing kisses as she went, not stopping til she reached her clean shaven pussy. smiling Mandy lowered her face still looking up at Amara and gently begain to lick Amara's clit with the tip of her toungue.
 
Christine saw the way Ethan's eyes flicked over her body and had to smile. "Right, I should have remembered that." She grinned at Devina, who was clearly a little uncomfortable with this turn in the conversation. "Don't worry, dear. We won't bring you face to face with another woman's pussy for a while yet." Turning back to Ethan, she smiled. "For girls, it's thongs or nothing at all. And because I know you're wondering about it, I most often choose nothing. And at least trimmed, if not fully shaved. We employ a small staff of waxers who take care of that sort of thing; the cost is factored into the tution."

"For young men, we like having you go commando," she eyed him briefly, then went back to his face, "but the only requirement is no briefs. The waxers will take care of the men as well, but it's not mandatory." She flipped her hair back and smiled, a little wicked. "However, it does make the male equipment look larger, so it's good to try it once and see if you like it."
 
Amara walked up to mandy as she backed away from her, with that naughty glint in her eyes that made her so adorable to Amara. She followed her, and crawled into the bed after Mandy. She let her pin her down on the bed, and her body tingled as Mandy kissed her all the way down.

she laid back, letting Mandy work her magic, and as Mandy's tongue licked her clit for the first time, a gasp escaped her. She just put one hand on her breast, and the other on Mandy's head, egging her on. "Ohh...Mandy...how much i missed you...and your body. and your magic...."
 
Elise smiled to herself as the taxi arrived at the Academy. Her mother considered this to be some great punishment, that Elise would learn to serve the government through her classes here. The girl had other plans in mind, plans that involved seeing just how gullible the men here could be. She had only to bat her eyelashes at any man to have him stammering as coherent thought fled from his mind. It was just inevitable that a guy would think with his lower head around her, a situation she knew well how to capitalize on.

Gingerly she stepped out of the taxi, taking care that her skirt rode up just enough to flash her silky thighs at the driver. It was only fair considering the measly fares he earned. For the first time in years Elise was forced to lug her own bags around, as she had yet to tame any of the men here. Both bags had wheels, so she managed well enough as she walked up to the women's dorm. Finding her room was simple enough once she figured out how the doors were numbered, but the trouble arose when it came to actually getting into the room. She didn't have a key! So now she could lug her bags all the way to the administrative building with her, or she could leave them here and release herself of their burden. Naturally she chose the easier of the two.

Leaving her bags by the room door, confident that they would not be tampered with, Elise marched to the front desk. Frustration was writ large in her face, frustrated as she was to be tramping around the campus on her first day, all just to get a stupid key. And of course the woman at the desk informed her that she would have to see the dean about her room key. At least she was given directions to his office.

So off she went again, not happy by any means, but beginning to relax now that a clear solution was in sight. She would simply get the key from the dean, surely he was the number one figure of authority in this place. Anyway, he was a man, which meant she could get anything she wanted out of him. But for now she'd settle for the room key. Elise stood at his door for only a moment before knocking, hoping that he would be in his office.
 
The feel of Amara's hand in her hairs was one thing mandy had missed, no one else really touched her they were scared, as if it would be crossing aline, to touch the dictator with out first seeking permission.

But not with Amara, no Amara would touch her, without question, without pause simlpy because she could, smiply because of what they meant to each other. Mandy was not just the Dictator and leader when she bedded Amara they were equals, they were lovers and that is what drove mandy to pleasure Amara with ever touch every look.

Mandy heard Amara's words and they sent a shiver down her back, hearing her own thoughts echoed by another, knowing that the longign she felt was shared.

Mandy hooker one arm under Amara's thigh to raise her up off the bed, her clit now fully exposed to Mandy's wandering toungue. Slowly Mandy licked her from slti to clit in brood wet strokes stopping every now and then to suck that beautiful little bud into her mouth.

When Amara moved beneath her mouth Mandy slowly slid her middle finger into Amara's warm waiting passage, sliding slowly in and out, as her toungue ravaged her clit and her lips tasted the necter that was Amara.
 
Christine seemed perfectly content to answer Ethan's and Devina's questions, so after Rob finished his drink he excused himself. It was time to get back to work, after all, and even though this was his first day, his office was already overflowing with paperwork.

Feeling more relaxed and at ease, he moved through the corridors of the academy, pleased to see how many skimpily-dressed young whores there were around. As dean, he felt it was his "moral obligation" to test out each and every one of them.

When he arrived at his office, he saw a young girl standing outside. She was dressed in a very short skirt and tight button down shirt, the top few buttons undone to reveal her ample cleavage. He cleared his throat and said, "Hi there, I'm Rob Gordon, the dean here. Were you looking for me?"
 
"R-really?" Wow. Christine knew how to turn on the heat. Yes, he was curious, but didn't have to tell him. Now he had to wonder if she was trimmed or shaved. Ethan was feeling aroused now, very much so. He was sure she knew it too, which made it even worse. A faint blush was on his cheeks, her wicked smile and the topic exciting and unnerving him. He licked his lips, then took a long drink of his beverage to steady himself. Calm. Control. Don't be this easy for her to manipulate, man.

He lowered the glass, "I see." "Thank you, I'll keep that in mind." "I'll have to see about that, it will be a very interesting thing to try." That was more like it. Actually, he kind of liked the idea. The thought of being hairless was...appealing, for some reason. Going commando as well. It sounded...liberating.

It might be good to move away from this line of conversation though. Devina didn't look too pleased with it, and he didn't want her thinking that it was all he thought about. Though many of the things she'd said left him with even more questions about the curriculum. "Uh, does the Dictator teach classes here as well?" "I was surprised to see her." Yeah, he was fishing. Maybe they'd bite.
 
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