Slut Academy 2 (IC thread)

Elengil said:
"Its ok, you can come in now Elise" Melody said. From what Melody could see in Elise's eyes, she had heard enough. "Lets get to bed, shall we?" The prospect of spending a bit of time, just cuddling for now, sounded quite good to Melody, and she hoped Elise would understand. Melody was careful to leave the wrist unit on, and set it to wake her up early, so she could give Elise a proper awakening...
Elise had quietly readied herself for bed as the other two girls talked. She was interested in the troubles afflicting Missy, but she didn't want her to feel intimidated by the both of them. Anyway, Melody seemed to know exactly what she was doing when it came to caring for others. She smiled as she thought about her new friend, glad to have her as a roommate. Elise knew she would always have someone to talk to about the things that troubled her. And she would always have someone to lick her pussy like no one else could, and she grinned at that thought.

She slipped out of her clothes, smiling as she gazed around her new room. It had been years since she'd last worn anything to bed. It was just so freeing to sleep nude and feel soft satin sheets caress her naked skin. She smiled warmly at Melody as she entered the room as she sat up in her bed, letting the sheets fall to her waist. After all, there really wasn't much point in modesty with the girl at this point. "Hey beautiful, do you want to sleep in your bed or mine?" She patted the space next to her. "There's plenty of room over here, and I might get lonely."
 
Peter continued to stand by Riza, the two of them sillhoutted by the moonlight that shined through the window. Another silence fell between them, two. It was a comfortable silence, as if both of them understood that they had met another who they connected with on some level.

Finally, after a brief period of time, he spoke. "So if you don't mind my asking, what brings you to this institution?" He looked at her, her face still staring out the window, as the light halo'd her profile, making her dark hair shimmer in the dark hallway.
 
Another twenty minutes had passed and Jeremy began feeling impatient. What was he suppose to do to get some help around here. He didn't want to end up having to wander off somewhere in search for someone but after sitting on that bench for about an hour, there was no reason not to.

Jeremy lifted himself off the bench and began walking farther into the building.
 
Melody was a bit surprised at how open Elise was now, but also very happy, things would indeed be quite fun here, with Elise by her side. Melody quietly deactivated the units and placed all but the wrist unit into the drawer, then dropped dropped her clothing into the Recycle bag.

She then walked over to Elise's bed and sat down, leaning in to kiss her lightly. The talk with Missy, as well as the result, had cooled the mood a bit, but Elise was indeed a quick learner and was warming things back up. Melody wasn't that surprised at the result, just at the speed. Elise must have had some bi tendencies, but had held them back for fear of her mothers reaction, well, that was gone now, and Melody was all the happier, as was Elise.

Melody hoped that Missy would cool down a bit, and eventually open up to her, and let those inner demons out, as being a woman was just to much fun to spoil with un-needed anger and hate. Those thoughts filtered out as Elise continued to learn and practice the very subtle and sexual art of pleasing another woman. It was both easier and harder than with a man, as there were so many places that you could tease and tempt, but you needed to know how to sense when you were doing it right, as every woman was different, some surprisingly so.

"Mmmm, I'm so glad we are roommates Elise" Melody said as they broke the kiss, both of them covered in a light sheen of sweat. She dropped her mouth and caught Elise's nipple in her mouth and lightly sucked, occasionally nibbling at it. Her hands slowly meandered down to Elise's folds which were wet and delightfully sticky. She had apparently been keeping herself a bit busy while Melody had been talking with Missy. "Naughty, naughty, I see."

Melody dipped two fingers in and ran her fingers around, collecting some of the girls juices, then took them out, replacing them with her right hand fingers. She brought those dripping fingers up to Elise's mouth. She gasped slightly, but eagerly sucked them in. After about 10 minutes of this, Melody removed herself from Elise's body, waited for her eyes to open, and with a grin, motioned for her to lay down.
 
Missy slept fitfully at best.

This place was the strangest on the planet she was sure.

Now dawn was coming and she knew she needed a shower and good makeup. Thankfully her mother had left her that and she knew what she ws doing wiht it.

After a quick shower she applied her makeup skillfully. She looked fresh and happy, only her eyes showed otherwise and some one would need to look close to see it. She was glad she knew how to disguise lack of sleep with makeup. She almost grinned at the thought.

Her clothes still the sadate, normal world proper.

By now the dinning hall was open for breakfast so she walked that way, a slight smile on her lips, no out ward sign of what was really going on.
 
Devina stripped down just as she had the other times, only this time she also removed her bra. Tucking her chin into her chest, she reached behind her back and unclasped the thing from around her. Her breasts sprang free; her bra released and hung loosely above them. The straps were easily shrugged from her shoulders, and the thing dropped to the floor.

Devina dawned the white dress. Of all the things she'd tried on today, and they'd been here several hours by now, this was the sheerest, tightest, most revealing thing she'd worn. Not only worn today, but worn ever, and if she was to be completely honest, probably she'd not seen anything this... well, slutty in her entire life.

Her face healthily flushed, and her chest heaving from her quickened, slightly nervous breathing, Devina appeared from behind the screen. Without checking herself out first, or really evaluating Christine's looks, she looked Ethan straight in the face. She had to know if this was too much; if he'd attack her, the little fashion show having been too much.

Instead though, Ethan just sat there. He seemed... shocked. Devina wondered briefly if he was having some sort of seizure. Finally she realized, there was no way he had the gual, gumption, or even thought to force her into anything. Her clothing had disarmed him. It dawned on Devina - that was the point of the school. Use your sexuality to the furthest extreme, and it will disarm your enemy.

She looked to Christine, and smiled sweetly. Devina wondered if that was why the dictator was here. There was something to be said about the ability to disarm your enemy, and the girl tacked it in her mind to point out to Ethan... once he regained his senses.
 
Christine nodded and smiled. The poor boy was going to have a hard time controlling himself if they kept trying on clothes. Then she glanced up at the clock and gasped. "I didn't realize it was so late! Amara's supposed to be over for dinner, I'm so sorry you two!"

She handed Devina her clothes and a few of the other things she'd had the girl try on. "Here, hon. Change while I plan dinner." Brushing past Ethan, still taking a moment to walk closer to him than she needed to, and brush her breasts against him, she headed into the kitchen area and started pulling out things. She smiled over her shoulder. "You two are more than welcome to come for dinner some night as well, by the way."

As she started cutting carrots, she winked at Ethan. "And we didn't get you into anything new tonight either, so I may have to have you over special for a lesson."
 
Ethan's eyes were rooted to the screen, unable to move from her silhouetted figure as she took off her bra. He swallowed, his lips dry again. The air seemed somehow thick and heavy. He took another drink, noticing that there was very little left in the glass. He was finding it harder to think.

Amazing. Christine was good, very good. She knew how to use sexuality. And to show others how to use it too. He wondered if Devina knew how throughly she was disrupting him. He looked at her, his eyes fighting to think through the haze on sensuality that hung in the air. She could use this to entertain or delight...but it could be a weapon too. Was that...

His thoughts cut off as Devina stepped from behind the screen. His eyes went wide as they drank in the vision of the white clad sexual goddess before him. The dress strained in all the right places, particularly over the twin jutting globes of her breasts that stood free and unhindered save by the thin fabric. His mind was blank. All he could do for long second was to stare in awe, and feel the blood rushing to his face, and then away to a much lower location.

Once she looked away, at the beautiful blond, he found his intellect returning somewhat. "Magnificent." "Devina, you're a vision." He stood, raising his glass to Christine. "And you, Christine, are a master." "Already this lesson has proven very instructive." She could take him apart with sexiness, and she could teach others to do it too. Was he here to be a teaching tool or to learn the same thing? Hell, he couldn't learn to do that. He didn't have...well, he didn't look like either of them, that was for sure!

He felt a joyous shiver as she passed near him, her breasts casually brushing his arm. Was it casual? "Of course, I wouldn't want to interrupt your meal with a friend." "I am honored at your invitation, and would be glad to accept it as soon as possible." "For both dinner, and for the lesson."
 
Devina grinned at Christine and waved her thanks.

"Yes, here as well. I'd love to spend a little more time with you... for learning purposes, of course." Devina wondered if that hinted at more than she'd intended. (Or, maybe she'd intended? Even she wasn't certain.)

"We'll get out of your way for now. Enjoy your dinner!" Devina tossed the clothes into a bag, still donning the white dress. "OH!" She hollered into the kitchen at Christine. "Is it okay if I borrow this dress?" The girl grinned at Christine's positive response.

Sure. Wear it to dinner or whatever and get it back to me in a day or two please. It's one of my favorites!"

"Of course, and I can see why! Speaking of dinner, Ethan, I'm starving. Care to join me in the dining hall? It's getting late, and we should all probably head back to the quads soon."
 
Christine nodded. "I'll be more than happy to have you both, seperately or together," she said with a smile. As they headed for the door, Christing ran over. "Sorry! It's locked, let me get it!" She punched the code and let them out, going back to cooking, humming happily.
 
"Thank you again, Christine." Ethan smiled, feeling oddly a little regretful and thankful that he'd be out of her overpowering presence. Her words...there was a double meaning there. Did she mean it? "I think that our next meeting will be even more pleasant than this one." "Whether separately or together." "Good evening."

Once they were out in the hallway, he could breathe a little easier. Not much though. Devina was still in that dress, and there was something different about how she was moving and acting. Her body language had changed...as though she'd had some revelation. He smiled, "I'd be glad to join you, Devina." "Thank you for the invite." "I'm also happy to eat with a beautiful girl." "Shall we?"

The two youths made their way to the dining hall. It was sparsely populated now, most of the students and faculty having already eaten and gone their ways. Surveying the remnants, he looked over at her. "Looks a cut above what I was expecting." "Please, ladies first."
 
Devina smiled and nodded at Ethan's polite ways as she entered the building. There was something tingly about a guy who was all about the little chivalrous acts, and it was driving Devina to thinking things she'd not expected to ever think again.

She walked a step or two ahead of Ethan, making her orders and choosing her entrees. The chicken looked decent, and the salads weren't as ordinary as she'd expected. She grabbed a glass of tea and waited for Ethan. She figured on letting him choose where they sat, and followed him as he pointed to a table.

The sitting-down part, the actual moving from standing to sitting, was a bit awkward. Devina was worried at one point that she'd spill out of the top of the dress, and then worried at an entirely different point that anyone behind her would be able to see straight to never-never-land. Yet, she managed to get seated, albeit a little embarrassed, and smiled sweetly as she began eating.
 
Ethan stared for a moment as she tried to sit down. The way her body moved beneath the dress, her breasts swelling and bulging...Good God. He was able to avert his eyes, sitting down across from her. He smiled back at her, noting how genuine and truly sweet the expression was on her. She was a rare girl. Did she know that, he wondered? Someone should tell her.

He began to eat, savoring the food. It was quite better than he had feared for school fare, and he found an appetite that surprised him. Tucking in, he finished rather quickly, though he did his best to retain his manners. They were important, even more so when dining with a girl like her.

After most of it was gone, he looked over at her. "So, what do you think?" "It seems to me like there's more to this place than meets the eye."
 
Devina was about half finished with her meal, but she wasn't certain how much more of it she was going to eat. She was spending too much time and energy thinking about and watching her dinner mate; he moved quite fluidly, confidently, and his body was of the sort that just made every part of her quiver with excitement and anticipation.

She tried to simmer that, to keep it in check, but seeing how he'd been affected with only a change of her clothes said worlds to Devina. And, she also noticed that since she'd let her walls down a little and relaxed around him, that seemed also to have an effect. He seemed to be drinking her in slowly, and thus bringing his own walls down further....

"So, what do you think?" "It seems to me like there's more to this place than meets the eye."

Devina finished the bite in her mouth, took a sip of her tea, and nodded her head at him excitedly. There weren't many people still here in the dining hall, and she felt that she could share with him her little semi-revelation.

"Yes, definately, and I think I may have figured it out, or at least part of it." Her eyes glimmered as she sought a way to communicate her observations.
 
"Really?" "Intriguing." Ethan grinned. Bright too, and socially observant. She really was something. "That's good...all I got was...ah, well." "Never mind." He blushed a little, carefully wiping his mouth with his napkin and placing it on his tray. That wasn't as smooth as he would have liked. Which kind of went to the core of how he was feeling now. It was like...she'd taken his defenses away from him. His shields were down, and he couldn't raise them. What was really disturbing, he wasn't sure he wanted to.

"Come on, there's a lot of other ears here." "I'll walk you to your room, and if you would do me the favor...could you tell me what you figured out?"
 
Devina smiled, and nodded. As she stood, and sort of as an experiment to help prove her point - both to him and to herself - she whispered in his ear.

"I'll do better than tell you, I'll show you." She winked and walked ahead of him, allowing him to open the door before she swivelled her hips right past him and onto the sidewalk. As he joined her at her side, she wrapped her arm around his elbow, and smiled sweetly.

"You see, I think that here at the school where they teach a person how to use their sexuality to their benefit, they may have also figured out that the whole reason it works is the very... disarming factor it includes." She grinned menacingly.

"Do you feel disarmed by me right now, Ethan?" Devina couldn't help but let the giggle escape.
 
Ethan swallowed nervously when she took his arm. She was so close, and in that little white dress. If he looked down at the shorter girl, he could see...glory. She was pushing so many buttons right now. And it seemed she knew it. He listened to her explanation. It made sense, even through his currently hormone addled thinking. That was much the conclusion he'd come to. "Yes, but for what purpose?" "It can't be just to teach it, though that's a great skill..."

Then she asked that last question, and his jaw fell open. He snapped it shut, sure that he was blushing again. He looked away. "...I do." "You've completely disarmed me, Devina." "I'm overwhelmed by you." He looked back down at her, his face a bit ashamed. "I'm almost ashamed at how easily you did it too." "There's a lot that you could get out of right now, if you wanted to." It was a costly admission, but it wasn't something that she likely didn't already know. There was something to what he said too. Something important. But he just couldn't quite reach it right now. He was far too distracted by the sensual beauty that was filling his senses.
 
The implications weren't lost on Devina, not in the least. She blushed as he spoke, but as he mentioned how much she might could get away with right now, it spiralled her into excitement.

She let go of Ethan's arm, stopped on the sidewalk, and slapped her own thighs as she bent over just a tiny bit for emphasis.

"THAT is what I'm talking about. And that could entirely be the reason that the dictator is here. They need something from someone, for some reason. They can't or don't want to kill to get it, and they need... someone... on the inside... kinda." Devina was lost in her own thoughts for a moment.
 
Ethan's eyes went lower as she bent over a little, unable to not gaze on the movement of her body within the dress or what the motion revealed. He jerked his eyes back up after only a moment. "Or someone who can get inside...using nothing more than herself...or himself." "A 'slut' who knew how to use sexuality to disarm, and more..." "Think of what you could do..."

He shook his head, "It seems to make sense, but...are we just being paranoid?" "I mean, this can't really be a training ground for..." "But it makes sense."
 
Devina nodded her agreement, and resumed her position on Ethan's arm. All was quiet for a few moments. Devina was silently wondering what on earth the country, the dictator, would possibly need from other countries, or why there would need to be the use of people who had sexual power. The only thing she could think of it being useful for obtaining was information, or maybe the ability to get inside a building to get something of value, but what? Devina wasn't really sure what was going on, but at this point she was quite sure that their 'schooling' had something to do with the disarming qualities a sexually confident person could ooze....

The sun had set, and though it was still light enough to see where they were going, it had cooled the night air quite a bit. Devina snuggled in closer to Ethan as they approached the quads. She nodded to the one on their right.

"I'm over there. I haven't met my roommate yet. Do you know where your room is yet, or anything about your roommate? I'm sure that whoever I'm bunking with is a girl, because they granted my request for a female roommate, but they said that the quad itself could be co-ed."
 
Ethan was trying to puzzle through the same things as Devina, but found it impossible to make any progress. She was simply too distracting, too alluring. Damn, she was good! When he'd called Christine a master, he'd been right. Devina was largely responsible, but without the older blond's teasing and tension building skills, he wouldn't be in this state.

So they were almost to her room. He was surprised at the depth of his regret. He risked moving his arm out of hers, instead putting it over her shoulder. "It's a little warmer this way," he offered. Then he pointed to a room that was not that far from hers. "I think the quad must be, because that's me there." "I don't have a roommate yet." "I think they don't have as many guys here as girls."

He wanted to invite her to his room, just to see if his roommate had come in in the interim. But, that was a ploy and an obvious one. It also was ungentlemanly. "Would you allow me to walk you to your room?" "Or do you want to talk about this more?" Maybe somewhere private, he added in his own thoughts.
 
Devina nodded towards her room, and they began to walk that direction.

"I'd love to talk with you more. You really seem like a great guy. The last guy that I took an interest in and got all dressed up for... well, let's just say he wasn't as in control of himself as you are, and things got out of hand." Devina blushed a little.

They reached her door, and she turned the handle. It was locked. The light was obviously off, and Devina came to a startling revelation. Turning, stammering, quite embarrassed and not sure what to do about her situation, she made an admittance to Ethan.

"Um. I... I think I left my card key in the room. It seems my roommate's here, and asleep already. I left the door unlocked for her, but it seems... it seems that I'm locked out right now."
 
Ethan frowned, "I'm sorry to hear that, Devina." "That's terrible." He gave her a gentle squeeze, "I don't know if it counts for anything, but...I hope I can help make up for his actions." "I'll never do anything like that." "And I'd love to talk to you more too." Maybe even study together. Well, not like that but...well, maybe like that.

Then she made her admission. The first thing that popped into his mind was that he'd just hit the jackpot. The second was that was a very unfair thought to the both of them. No matter how much the feeling was heartfelt. "That's not good." He considered a moment, then nodded. "Well, we can try to wake her up." "Or...if you'd like, you could come and stay in my room."

He held up his hands, "No intentions!" "I can steal a blanket and sleep on the floor, and you can have the bed." "That way we both get plenty of rest, and you can start off on the right foot with your roommate tomorrow." He lowered his hands, smiling softly. "What do you want to do?"
 
Devina nodded, blushed, and hesitated. She didn't want to wake her roommate up, and it wasnt' really the girl's fault that she'd locked Devina out of the room. Devina had been the dummy who'd left the card key on the dresser. She felt more at ease with Ethan that she had any guy in a long time, but still, she wasn't... positive.

But then Christine popped into her head, and she remembered her resolve: she must start somewhere, and really, as far as guys go, there was nowhere better to start that with Ethan. She grinned at him, swallowed, and decided that it would be in her best interest to... disarm him, again.

"Um, you wouldn't mind? I... trust you, I think." She was running her fingertips gently up and down Ethan's biceps, whispering, and batting her eyelashes for all she was worth.

"Besides, if you were going to try anything, you would have tried it before dinner, or instead of dinner. Right?" She bit her lower lip, trying to look innocent yet full of promise. Exactly what she was, in fact. She pecked Ethan on the cheek and whispered again. "Lead the way."
 
Elengil said:
Melody was a bit surprised at how open Elise was now, but also very happy, things would indeed be quite fun here, with Elise by her side. Melody quietly deactivated the units and placed all but the wrist unit into the drawer, then dropped dropped her clothing into the Recycle bag.

She then walked over to Elise's bed and sat down, leaning in to kiss her lightly. The talk with Missy, as well as the result, had cooled the mood a bit, but Elise was indeed a quick learner and was warming things back up. Melody wasn't that surprised at the result, just at the speed. Elise must have had some bi tendencies, but had held them back for fear of her mothers reaction, well, that was gone now, and Melody was all the happier, as was Elise.

Melody hoped that Missy would cool down a bit, and eventually open up to her, and let those inner demons out, as being a woman was just to much fun to spoil with un-needed anger and hate. Those thoughts filtered out as Elise continued to learn and practice the very subtle and sexual art of pleasing another woman. It was both easier and harder than with a man, as there were so many places that you could tease and tempt, but you needed to know how to sense when you were doing it right, as every woman was different, some surprisingly so.

"Mmmm, I'm so glad we are roommates Elise" Melody said as they broke the kiss, both of them covered in a light sheen of sweat. She dropped her mouth and caught Elise's nipple in her mouth and lightly sucked, occasionally nibbling at it. Her hands slowly meandered down to Elise's folds which were wet and delightfully sticky. She had apparently been keeping herself a bit busy while Melody had been talking with Missy. "Naughty, naughty, I see."

Melody dipped two fingers in and ran her fingers around, collecting some of the girls juices, then took them out, replacing them with her right hand fingers. She brought those dripping fingers up to Elise's mouth. She gasped slightly, but eagerly sucked them in. After about 10 minutes of this, Melody removed herself from Elise's body, waited for her eyes to open, and with a grin, motioned for her to lay down.
Elise smiled at Melody as she walked in, leaning forward to return her kiss. Her arms wrapped around her roommate as she pulled the girl closer into her welcoming embrace. Melody was proving over and over again how lucky Elise was to have her as a roommate and friend.

She pouted as Melody broke the kiss, yet her lips soon parted with a soft gasp as the other girl took her nipple between her lips. Her head tilted back as her eyes closed, her hands stroking Melody's hair. She moaned louder as the girl's hands roamed lower, finding her bare pussy already wet with arousal. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she felt two fingers plunge into her wetness, pumping in and out as her hips rocked against them. A soft gasp escaped her lips as those very same fingers were brought to her lips, yet she greedily sucked on them, tasting her own juices. Her hips continued to rock as two other fingers pumped in and out of her for what seemed an eternity.

She pouted and gasped in disappointment as the fingers were removed, finally opening her eyes to gaze upon the form of her roommate. A soft smile crossed her lips as Melody motioned for her to lie down. Eagerly nodding in agreement, Elise kicked the covers off as she laid down on top of them, invitedly spreading her legs for the other girl.
 
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