Slut Academy 2 (IC thread)

Melody had noticed that a few of the younger people, students she assumed, just like her, were still standing around the door. She caught the girls eye, and slyly winked at her with a grin while patting the seat next to her. The girl looked nervous, and Melody knew quite well that she could be quite a calming influence when needed, and her instincts were telling her this girl could really use it. The guy beside her looked cute, but guys tended to not stay long once they found out about her "extra gift", and quite a few had gotten almost violent, despite Melody's influence.

She had kind of "felt" that the stories about this place were true, which was part of the reason she had come so easily, though with guys here as well, that made things a bit more tricky. The one thing she had hoped to find, like every other "normal girl" was someone who really liked her, and accepted her as she was, but that thing tended to give her more problems than pleasure most of the time.

Her mind wandered back to the only person so far, who had actually been willing to accept her as she was, a shemale named Daphne, who had been killed in a bar brawl about 9 months ago. She had been sooo cute, and had pulled off her "act" quite well, until that pair of truckers decided she was going to be their plaything for the night. She had had to watch them grab Daphne, watch their faces when they had "found it", and finally, watch them snap her lovers neck like a twig. The rest of the night was a blur, and all she could really remember was that HEAT that had consumed her, the screams, and then, nothing. She had woken up the next day in their car, about 50 miles away, hearing the talk of the "she demon" that had devastated a bar last night on the CB radio. She had also learned that she had apparently killed almost a dozen people that night, and the thoughts still haunted her.
 
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Missy smiled at Edward then, shily, "thank you."

She reached up and touch his check, "I really dont know what to say. You are being so nice. For some odd reason I thought it would be a lot more" she paused, "forcefull, i guess. Considering what this schoool teaches I really didnt expect that there would be a whole lot of kindness or gentleness shown. If the rest of the instructors are a kind as you I may yet survive this strange place."


Ed smiled loving the feeling of this young, beautiful Irish girl beginning to believe that this place isn't horrible. "Missy dear, the teachers here are trying to help you use your wonderful bodies to your advantage in the cruel world out there." He softly kisses her neck as he lays down next to her, his hand on her ass trying to open her up a little bit to the world that she needs to be ready to experience in this atmosphere, but he is also becoming quickly infatuated with what this lovely beautiful Irish red-head looks like when she gives into those primal lustful urges.
 
Missy let out a gasp as he laid her down and put his hand on her ass.

She looked close at him, his face was still gentle.She know deep down that he was tring to help her but that really did not help her nervousness.

She heard the door shut and knew they would not be disturbed again.

Her trembling hand carressed his check, "I still dont know about this at all."

In her heart she knew if she was going to succed this would have to be come a lot more normal and easier. On the other hand she really was not a slut at heart. She had seriously dated her one and only encounter for 6 mouth first.

She needed a second opionon." Does having sex once after dateing a man for 6 months truly make a woman a slut."
 
"No honey, but your misunderstanding the idea of the school, its not to make you a sexual whore, its to give you the tools to use sex to your advantage in life." He kisses her lips softly pulling her on top of him, both his hands tightly grasping her ass through her thin skirt.
 
Missy was shocked to hear it put that way.

she did not object to him holding her ass cheecks and pressing her close to him.
 
"You boyfriend is a lucky guy, you seem like a wonderful woman, whom I hope I can continue to know in this kid of a manner outside of the classroom." His cock continues getting hard as he looks down her baggy shirt. Meanwhile he starts pulling her skirt down, loving the view of her firm, sexy white ass that he starts masaging, his finger tips rubbing her pussy ever so softly teasing her, but also trying to break her of the strength againist sex that she maintains.
 
Part of Missy is surprised that his hand are working there was into her pussy. Another part has come to realize that hopefully there can be more to sex then what happened that night. Neither one of them had finished.

She holds very still. not wanting to object, at least not seriously. BUt not wanting this to encourage this either.

"your hands are large but not harsh."
 
"Honey, I want you right now, but if your not ready I can just lay here and hold you until you fall asleep and I will see you in class tomorrow morning. It's up to you honey." After I say that my fingers start to work your pussy to try and break you completely wanting to make part two of the breaking of the hot Irish girl suck me off. "Missy, do you feel my cock in your crotch? Doesn't it make you want to find out what pure lustful sex.
 
She had not been able to stop her body from slowly responding to him. She had a low slow burn in the pit of her system that she had felt only a couple of times.

At his words she stiffened a bit but did not move away or other wise make him stop.

There was an underling note of desire in her voice now. "Yes, I can feel you. I must admit part of me wants you to show me these thngs, but part of me really doesnt want to know were these feelings lead."
 
To say the least, Riza was not taking any of this to mind. The chat that carried on in orientation would mean nothing once classes started. Maybe, in a month, Riza would not be wanting to leave like she found herself wishing to do now. Her fingertips drummed on the desk top, her hand cradled in the palm of her left hand as she watched the woman with half interested eyes.

It was only when a tension hit the room, did Riza look up.

The sound of the door closing drew most of her attention, but it was the woman who was walking through the door that made her flinch. She had seen this woman before…for her mother practically worshiped her. It was the dictator that had this nation under her thumb. In such a way, she despised this woman. For in a round about way, she fount it her fault for Riza’s being here.

Riza was caught in her thoughts. For what seemed like hours, she had nothing on her mind other then that woman though suddenly, all other thoughts mattered not, and a single question remained. Why on earth would a woman of her standing be found here. There were other academies like this one, hundreds stationed around the nation. What the hell had drawn her to this one.

Riza was now watching and listening to this woman quite contently. She was not only captivated by the quite seductive air that the woman had about her, but she was curious at why she was here in the first place. One thing she took notice of though, was that the dictator rarely took her eyes off the woman who was welcoming the class to the academy and taking questions.

A smile weaved its way along Riza’s lips, her eyes blinking ever so slowly. Even this iron fisted dictator had her weaknesses…Riza couldn’t help but think that maybe the woman was one of them.
 
Amara smiled at Mandy's talk. She could shred her copy of their history. Amara wasnt about to do that. She had looked through every little bit of history that she could find on these students. She was not about to take someone with a sketchy past into the undercover training. It just wouldnt work. For her as well as Christine. She knew Christine wanted operatives she could trust, and Amara wanted to train up just that kind of a team for her.

She further smiled at the question Ethan asked. Quite smart. He was on her list of students who she could take in, though his parents looked a bit suspicious to her. She kept an eye on him for a bit. He had put up the question quite smartly, had asked a good question too. She made a mental note. She would be keeping an eye out to recruit him to her special class. She added him to that list of 'interesting prospects', to which she had already added Melody. She would need to have a chat with them soon.

She noticed a few other students she found interesting. Peter looked eager. Devina and Riza looked shy, the latter maybe even unhappy at being here. She thought Riza looked familiar, but couldnt recall why. Had she seen her before?

She looked to Mandy, looking for her to answer Ethan's question. after all, there were many things that still needed to be done. She could let everyone have a break for a while, think over things and see them soon. While waiting for Mandy to answer, she looked over list of things to do for her, and saw she had to guide the new teachers to their quarters at the academy. She groaned inwardly, at the growing administrative responsibilities that had come over now.
 
Rob surveyed the room and saw about what he expected to see in terms of students: some eager, some hesitant, all young and attractive. They had selected well.

He was glad to see Mandy relishing her job as dictator. She had a way about her that was both official and personable. She had been one of his favorite students, and he knew she would enjoy herself here, as she always did.

Amara looked a bit nervous, but she was doing remarkably well. When she glanced at him, he winked and smiled, hoping she would understand that he was commending her silently and urging her to continue. With so many new students enrolling and new teachers joining the staff, he knew it would be difficult getting to know them all, but it a job worth doing. Especially the female students. No, he couldn't wait to get to know them better.
 
Christine saw the smile Amara gave at Mandy's shredding the students' files. It was a noble idea, but nobility had very little to do with governing in war time. She herself had copies of all the files in her office, Rob had copies in his, and Amara had copies in hers. Mandy knew that - or, Christine thought, she'd better have - and so it was a brilliant stroke. Gain the trust of the ones who don't want to be here, or who feel strange about being here. Good job.

She looked over at the two she'd been talking to before and waved slightly. Then she glanced at Rob, and saw the same delight in his eyes that must be in hers. Education was a tough job, but this was going to be fun.
 
Amara saw Mandy looking a bit lost. Maybe she had focused too much on her, and Amara couldnt help but smile at the thought. She said "Well, our leader, and we all here think that you all are the future of our nation. And that is why all this interest in you." she paused.

And then, added "I will ask you all to go back, and think over what we talked about today. For those of you who have any questions for me, or any of us, you can always find any of us around here."

She looked around at the others, and when she felt no one else wanted to add much, she said "Thats it for today. Your classes start soon. Make it on time. Stick to dress code. While we all are your guides and friends rather than teachers, we do not stand for any indiscipline."

She nodded, indicating the session was over. She then started gathering her stuff, catching a breath. She was glad she had done well enough for her first class here.

OOC: Sorry all for this dragging on here.
 
Christine was just glad the orientation was over. She strolled over to Ethan and the girl he was sitting next to. Hopping up onto his desk, she smiled at them. "So, any questions for me?" she said, kicking her heels back and forth.
 
Mandy watched as the students all stood to either leave the class or talk about the orientation. But right now her mind was only focused on one person.

Looking at Amara she put her hand on her waist and smiled into her eyes. "shall we go somewhere to talk or would you like to wait for everyone else to leave?"

Mandy had missed her alot but was more hen willing to wait a few more minutes if need be. The had to not only discuss certain aspects of her latest mission but also how they were going to go about recruiting and trusting some of the new students. After all one false move to quite literally kill them all.

But more then all that Mandy just really wanted to get Amara alone. The last seven monthes had been torture. Ever since they had over thrown her father there was one mission after the other. They barely if ever got a chance to be in the same place at the same time but with the new school year starting and "students" to train Mandy was hoping that would change.
 
Devina hesitated for only a moment before speaking up to the beautiful woman.

"Well, yes, actually. First of all, how soon do classes start? I haven't had much of a chance yet to settle into my room, and by the looks of some of the other students... well, it seems that some of them left their luggage in the hallway."

Devina giggled, glad she'd at least had time to drop by her room before orientation. She still hadn't met her roommate, though. From looking at the campus information, Devina had gathered a few things regarding the rooming situations.
The campus didn't have traditional dorms at all. The rooms were set up as houses - four bedrooms and a large, shared kitchen. The bedrooms were set up two on each side of the kitchen, and each set of bedrooms had a large restroom that connected them.
You had to mark on your application to the school whether you wanted a roommate of the same gender, or if it didn't matter. Devina, of course, had opted for a female roommate. That didn't mean, though, that there would necessarily not be any males in the quad. They didn't give you that option, and for all she knew, herself and her roommate might be the only two females in the quad at all!
When Devina had dropped her luggage off onto her own single-sized bed, the rest of the room seemed to be untouched. She wasn't sure yet if she even HAD a roommate, and she certainly had no idea who the six others in her quad might be. There were a few other quads, but Devina hadn't really had time to explore the whole campus just yet.
 
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Christine nodded. "Classes start tomorrow morning, about 8 AM." She shrugged lightly. "Unless if says otherwise on your schedule, of course." Smiling gently at the girl, she said, "So you should have plenty of time to settle in and meet your roommate, if you have one, and get comfortable with the surroundings." The girl looked a little nervous, so she put on one of her patented 'comforting' smiles. "Anything else, um . . . I don't think I caught your name, hon."
 
"Oh, I'm sorry." Devina blushed, and stood to offer her hand to Christine. She smiled, and for once it didn't feel quite so forced. She had been able to loosen up just a bit more, thanks to Ethan's demeanor and - well, let's be honest, his body - and the woman's smile seemed to be helping as well.

"I'm Devina. Ethan and I," she looked at her friend, who seemed to be getting the dictator to talk only in more circles, at least for the most part, "were just kind of wondering how exactly we'll be starting the semester. I mean, we're assuming that we won't have a whole lot of use for textbooks except in classes like psychology."

Devina snorted. She'd noticed this on her schedule, and she supposed that it helped to be able to know the mind of a person before seducing them. Yet, they still weren't very certain of the point of all this seduction training in the first place. The girl wasn't sure what her parents' intention had been when they'd sent her here.
 
Amara was taking a last look through her file, marking out students she had not seen today. Missy, seemed to be one of the students registered, and had not shown up. She would have to check out what was going on there. She felt a touch on her waist, and looked up to see Mandy. She smiled, glad to meet her finally, after a long while. She had still found time at times to drop by at Rob and Christine's for dinner, and some 'fun', yet she had been away from Mandy for too long. And now she had a lot to talk to her about, a lot to fill her in on, and a lot of time to make up on.

She nodded to her, trying to keep herself relaxed and not go overboard in front of everyone "Lets use Dean's office for a little while. I am sure Rob wouldnt mind." she said leading Mandy out of the office. On the way out, she saw a new student, and found out he was waiting for registration. She nodded to him, and said "Room 114. The dean is there right now. If you hurry you may catch him there. He should be able to help you out."

She then pulled Mandy along to the Dean's office, and said "How have you been, mandy. I missed you so much. I have a lot of updates for you on the mission i went to as well"
 
"Pleased to meet you, Devina." She grinned at the boy, who was questioning Mandy and Amara. "The way the classes start is totally up to the teacher. Some of them will let you use texts for a while, but others - like Rob, actually - will start with, shall we say, hands-on learning the first day." Stretching her legs out, she tilted her head with a little smile. "And psych is one of the more valuable courses we teach here. It lets people investigate their own minds, as well as those of others, and get past a lot of their issues."

Lifting her hair off the back of her neck - she should have worn it up - and smiled. "What else?"
 
Devina watched the beautiful woman, perched here on the desk in front of her new friend, raise her arms to lift the hair from her neck. An odd feeling crept up within Devina, and the girl found that she had to purposefully begin breathing again. She hadn't even realized that her breath had caught in her throat.

Christine WAS beautiful, though. And this reminded Devina of her next question. The girl tentativly reached out her hand, and tugged at the seam of Christine's shirt, unravelling it from where it had rolled slightly with the woman's arm motions.
"You're beautiful," Devina whispered before she could stop herself. "I mean," she blushed, and stammered, "I mean to say, the way you're dressed - is this something we're going to be taught here, to dress so... seductively?" Her face's flush brightened, and Devina bit her lower lip. "I didn't see a fashion class on my schedule."
 
Melody got up and turned to the girl next to her. "Um, I don't believe I got your name"

The girl looked quite nervous, and Melody began working to exude calm...
 
Mandy followed Amara without word, stopping when she talked to the student that was lost and waiting by the offices and then picking back up as she once agian heade for what was now Rob's office. Taht almost made her laugh.

Stepping into the office Mandy smiled at Amara glad to have her so close once again.

"How have you been, mandy. I missed you so much. I have a lot of updates for you on the mission i went to as well"

"I've been good, i am alot better now that I am here with you though. I've missed you so much. But lets get business out of the way so we can enjoy our time together. Tell me how your last mission went?"

Leaning forward Mandy gently brushed back a loose hair tucking it behind Amara's ear. Just touching her made Mandy's body come alive with excitement. Withdrawing her hand so she could consentrate she leaned aganst Rod's desk, her buttom just resting on the ledge.
 
Smiling at Devina, Christine said, "Thank you!" She could feel the girl's fingers against at her stomach, and smiled. "It's not really a class, but we could do some private tutoring, if you wanted." Her hair cascaded down her back again and she sighed. "I mean, I like to think it's just my natural flair, but there is a certain skill to learning how to dress well."

Christine grinned. "In fact, we could get both of you in. I know something about dressing guys." Really, she was looking forward to seeing them without their shirts on, but fashion was something she sort of prided herself on. "If you wanted to, that is."
 
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