Slut Academy (Curious?)

littlemissy19

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It's 2198 and the world is ruled by a sex craved dictator. Colleges have been replaced by two different schools. One for girls, one for boys. The one for boys teaches them how to fuck a girl. The one for girls is called Slut Academy, this is where they learn to be major sluts and to please the boys as much as possible. Curious?
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IC:
Shelly was tossed out of the car, her new school uniform bunching up. It was so small, even for her slim figure. She stood up, clutching her bag. Infront of her stood a tall building with a few men standing at the front. Security guards.
Her mother was so proud that she had been excepted to this school, Shelly on the other hand didn't want to be like the other women, she wanted to be a scientist. She had heard alot about this school, like that there were some men just out of school that came for 'private tutoring', at least that is what her mom called it.
 
Alright then let's get started.
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Ic: Alan pulled up to the "Belinda Stronich Academy for Sexual the Sexual Education of Girls" on his old school chopper. Not many people rode bike's with wheels anymore but he wouldn't trade his baby for anything! Shutting it off and dismounting Alan caught site of a girl being nearly tossed from what looked like her parents car.

He nearly laughed, she looked so reluctant to approach the school as she straightened out her clothes that he figured she must be one of those "reluctant" students. A pity, she was quite a eye piece.

Alan smoothed his faded blue jeans and took off his helmet, hanging it on the handle bars of his bike. He shook his shoulder length black hair vigourously. It had been a long ride from his place of work, his muscular frame ached from siting nearly still so long. He was definately looking forward to begining his new part time job tutoring here at the famed "Slut academy".
 
he hated having to be taught this he knew hoe to treat a woman and what to do with one. he moved quickly he saw the new teacher and smiled "hi teach i could use some one on one training" he says with a wink as he passes the other student. the school looks beat up like something from the hood he wonders how much teaching will be book and hands on. a sign like a motel stands outside the door "im getting all a's" he says with a smile as he opens the door.
 
Riza let a long, soft sigh pass her lips as she stood before the almost forboading building. She had heard of what went on behind these walls, and to say the least, it didn't intrest her in the least. Her eyes narrowed lightly as she pulled at her skirt once again. Having it so short really didn't bother her, she had worn skirts like this before, it was the fact that people were making her wear it, that's what bothered the woman.

Her raven black hair licked gently at the air and what exposed skin showed through her shirt as a light breeze blew around the campus. Her dark gaze moved to look at the front of the building, to her left and right. She rolled her eyes slowly. Of course they had the accadamy next to an all boy's school.

Riza saw girls giggling and running along the campus, apparently giddy about being accepted here. Riza was not one of those girls. Riza was a girl who would tease, and she would play, though when it got right down to pleasuring a man, she would take no part in it. Her personality screamed that she yearned for a man to fill her sences, taking her over like the submissive that she was, though she would not give into her own thoughts and feelings. Rather, her mother saw this in her, and enrolled her in this school. Riza's mother was a prostitute, and seeing her daughter with this potential made her crazy. So without much said, Riza was forced into this school. She could tell she loathed it already. She loathed it with a passion.
 
Shelly entered the school sheepishly. Students, tutors and teachers alike bustled around for the first day. She stould straight ans tall her should squared and her head tall, she straightened her self to her full height. Unlike the other students she was actually confident. What a pity, but her aunt had taught her never to give in to what you don't want to do. For Shelly though this was a bit difficult, because her mother was one of the most famous sluts in the world, Catherine Tac.
 
he jumped onto his desk kicking his legs over the side then he lay back on another desk. "so teach what is teh first lesson getting a bj" he asks with a smile looking up her skirt. or he tries to almost falling over he can't wait to start his first day. i mean he always wanted to bang his teacher now that is the lesson plan.
 
All the people in the school were starring at her. Whispering things like, "who the hell does she think she is!" "Is that Catherine Tac's daughter?". Shelly had always been noticed for her mothers fame, but not always in a good way. She was always expected to live up to her mother, but she did not want to, she had bigger plans, plans to destroy the dictator and save the world. But she could not do it alone, she was hoping that at this school she could find someone that could help her, someone with the same beliefs. She could not turn to her aunt...no her aunt was long dead, because she preached against the dictator...and she was killed. If that happened to Shelly someday she would die with a smile knowing that she had made a change, but that day was not today...so she kept on walking.
 
OOC:
Rob Gordon
Age: 24
Height: 5'8''
Weight: 195
Black hair, blue eyes
Just out of college, this is his first teaching job.

IC:
Rob Gordon couldn't believe his luck. Of all the schools in the state that he could be accepted to teach at, this was the only school that had hired him. Maybe someone on the faculty here knows what a slut I've been, he thought with a smile.

It was true: Rob learned early on in life that the most pleasure he could derive in this world was from fucking any and every pussy he could find. He was not an arrogant "stud," but rather knew what he wanted and went after it. His belief, which he intended to pass on in his teaching, was that every single person, male or female, is a slut; it just takes varying degrees of prodding and coaxing to bring it out of them.

As he looked around the school, eyeing all the girls in their appropriately slutty uniforms, he relished the challenge of turning the prudish girls into whores, and delighted in the ease with which he'd be able to fuck the girls who were already well-seasoned sluts.

One girl, in particular, caught his eye. He wondered if this was, indeed, the daughter of Catherine Tacc, local legend. The story was that Catherine Tacc had had more dicks inside her than any woman within a thousand miles. He wondered if her daughter would follow suit. Rob could feel himself stiffen at the thought.
 
Shelly kept walking down the hall. Not noticing that Rob had spotted her. She walked in his direction, not noticing he was there until she bumped into him. Her shoulder hit his and she dropped her books. "Er, sorry," She said strongly looking him in the eye.
 
"God, I'm sorry about that. Usually it's easier if people try to go around each other, huh?" Rob knelt down to help her. He liked how the girl's skirt rode up on her ass when she bent down to pick up her books. He noticed she had panties on, and decided it would be his goal to have her not wearing any panties within the first month.

Why was he suddenly so nervous? He was like a 13-year old. Maybe his curiosity was making him tense. Never one to beat around the bush, Rob said, "Are you Catherine Tac's daughter?"
 
"To my dismay, " SHe said collecting the rest of her books. She sighed putting her books in her tan messanger bag. He looked at her in a funny way that made her feel uncomfortable. "Er, I'm Shelly, by the way, Shelly Tac."
 
Rob shook Shelly's hand and said, "To your dismay?" Damn, he was afraid of this. It was the law of opposites: if your mother is a slut, you'd rebel by being a prude. It was only the girls with tight-ass conservatives for parents that turned into whores sooner than other people their age. He wasn't worried, though. After all, his job here was to turn girls like this into sluts. "Why do you say, 'To your dismay'? Your mother is a legend around here. A school like this exists because of people like her."

Rob could tell Shelly was uncomfortable around him. He wondered if she was a virgin.
 
"Yes to my dismay. Everybody expects me to live up to her. But I want to be a sci-" She stopped in the middle of her sentance. She should not have said that. "Why am I telling you all this?"
 
Rob grinned. "Because I'm one of the teachers here. You'll most likely be in one of my classes." He looked her up and down, not being able to help himself. He would have given anything to reach a hand right up that skirt. But he supposed he could at least restrain himself until first period.

He continued, "And I can see how your mother would set a high, um, standard for you to live up to. But that's why you're at this school, whether you like it or not. To learn how to live up to that standard. And you may not think so now, but the kind of pleasure she gives and receives is a good goal to try to reach. There isn't enough pleasure in this world."

He found himself rambling like an idiot, but he couldn't help himself. This girl was stunning, and he found the thought of teaching her how to be a whore enticing. How long would it be before she was on his knees in front of him, right in this hallway, with other people looking on?
 
"I don't want to live up to my mothers standerds. She is the reason that the only thing that meant anything to my is now dead. And as far as I am concerned so are you!" She started to walk around him walking to her first class.
 
Gee, that went really well, Rob thought. Dammit. Shelly walked down the hall, her ass swaying in her short skirt, and entered room 113.

She would come around eventually, he thought. And he wondered what Shelly had meant when she said, "The only thing that meant anything to me is now dead."

He shrugged and sighed, upset that his first encounter hadn't gone very well.

Rob took a sheet of paper out of his pocket, on which was written his list of classes for the day. He couldn't help but smile when he saw that his first class, Oral Sex for Beginners, was located in room 113.
 
Shelly sat down in a seat in the back row in the corner. She set her bag down next to her seat, waiting for the teacher, hoping her would never come in. She was sitting behind another girl who was chewing her gum ferociously.
 
Rob walked into room 113 and couldn't help smiling when he saw the look on Shelly's face. She's not going to be an easy one, but she'll come around, he thought.

The bell rang, and that's when he took his eyes off Shelly and glanced around the room. He couldn't believe it. Twenty young, gorgeous girls, all ready to be taught how to be sluts. They were aged from 18-22, and all wore the same sweaters and skirts that Shelly wore. He could see many pairs of panties from where he was standing, and could even see one bare, shaven pussy towards the back of the room, of the girl sitting in front of Shelly, chewing gum.

"Welcome to Oral Sex for Beginners, everyone," Rob said. "Now, please raise your hand if you have ever given or received oral sex before."
 
Shelly hid her face in her hands trying not to be noticed by the other girls. They would start asking her a bunch of questions about what it was like to be Cathrine Tac's daughter. When she noticed Rob she buried her face more in her hands.
 
Rob looked around the classroom. Several of the girls had raised their hands, which was a great start. He noticed Shelly in the back of the room, trying to avoid his gaze. He picked up a clipboard and pretended to study it.

"Shelly...Tacc, is it?" he said, as if he'd never spoken to Shelly before now. "How about you, Shelly? Have you ever had your pussy eaten? Or sucked a dick?"
 
"I try to avoid such barbaric actions, " Shelly said honestly trying to ignore the whispers and looks the other girls threw at her. She kept looking down at her desk.
 
A lot of the girls were giggling now. Some couldn't get over how prudish this girl was.

"Well, this class is called Oral Sex for Beginners, so that's okay, Shelly. You're a beginner. We're going to teach you well. My goal for this class is to have you love sucking cock by the end of the semester. Tell me...have you ever even seen a penis?"
 
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