The Vassal Academy Ch. 37

"FBI is investigating it." Ann explained. "They think the local cops are bumbling idiots, or crooked fools."

Thomas snorted. "I can't see Jack Mitchell putting up with anyone who is corrupt."

"He wouldn't." Devon said as he entered and sat. "Jack Mitchell would personally arrest anyone he thought was taking a bribe."

Josh brought the food in and set the serving bowls around the table. Rebecca, Andre, and Carlos were seated before he was done.

Devon began to take food and put it on his plate. He filled the plate and then gripped his fork. "Ok, this morning we're working with Diane."

Carlos looked around and then focused on his food. Ann noticed, because she was glancing around too. Devon continued. "I'm expecting her to hold out for " hour, perhaps an hour and a half. We can't expect her to manage much longer than that."

"So pace yourselves." Rebecca said between bites of food.

Andre took another helping of potato's and glanced at Ann before speaking. "It's not a big deal, just relax, and go with the flow."

Carlos cleared his throat and said. "Devon, what if I can't do it?"

"Then you can't." Devon said. "Stand back, and watch if nothing else. Grab a dildo, and pump it into her. Caress her secret spot." Devon shrugged. "Help out where you can. She'll need our assistance to get through this."

Carlos returned to his food.

Diane was picking at hers. She was hungry, but she wasn't able to swallow the bites easily. She looked up as Jeannette called her name. "What?"

"Are you OK?" Jeannette asked.

Diane nodded. "Yeah."

"Lucky fucking slave." Crystal said between bites. "All that attention, all those beautiful Masters, and Mistress's."

"Slut." Geneva said playfully.

Diane shook her head but she was grinning slightly. "I'm just nervous."

Jeannette glanced at the others and then waited until Diane looked at her again before speaking. "You'll be fine, trust me. I know what you're going through, and I know you can do this, no problem."

Diane nodded slightly. "Yeah, I mean, just lay there and let them do it right?"

"Just relax, and keep your mind in your own zone, keep yourself aroused, and you'll have fun." Jeannette said.

"Right." Diane said somewhat sarcastically.

"Why do you always pretend you're going to hate something, when you know you'll love it?" Crystal asked Diane.

Diane looked surprised and after looking at Crystal looked to Jeannette and Geneva. "What?"

Crystal rolled her eyes. "Diane, you always act like something is beyond you, going to California, acting as lead when Jeannette is out. You always act like things are beyond you, you can't do it. Or you won't like it."

Diane looked to Geneva and Jeannette and saw only guarded expressions. "I do?"

"Yeah." Crystal said. "You do."

Diane sat for a while and thought about this. Remembering her emotions. "I don't know. I guess I think I can't, or shouldn't."

"You can, and should." Geneva said softly.

Diane was still thinking about this when Jeannette announced it was time. She didn't respond, she still sat at the table. Geneva looked at Diane with the concern obvious on her face and was surprised when Jeannette waved them out of the dining room. Geneva walked out and headed towards the aide station, and then stopped she looked at the Masters waiting near the futons, and then hesitated. Jeannette walked past her and whispered to Master Devon.

Devon nodded his understanding and walked away from the group towards the Slave dining room. He entered quietly and stepped over the bench and sat across from Diane. She hadn't responded yet, instead her vision was inside herself. "Diane."

"Yes Master?" Diane said looking up startled.

"Are you all right?" Devon asked.

Diane looked at everyone and said. "I don't know."

"What are you feeling?" Devon asked.

Diane considered. "Confused."

Devon nodded. "Jeannette told me about what Crystal said."

"Do I do that?" Diane asked. "I mean, I do it, but I don't know why."

"Because you're still fighting the feeling that you're not worthy, because you still see yourself as you did before you joined us. You believe you aren't able to do things, because before us, people told you not to, or that you couldn't."

Diane blinked her eyes. "Were they right, about me?"

Devon shook his head. "No. They couldn't have been more wrong. You could do anything on earth you wanted to. You're exceptional."

Diane shook her head. "No, I've always been worthless."

Devon smiled and reached a hand across the table for her. Diane laid her hand in his and used the other to wipe an eye. "Diane, you have never been worthless. You've always been a diamond, a jewel of exquisite beauty, and value."

Diane looked at him, her eyes wet. "Only because you all taught me, you trained me."

Devon shook his head. "I couldn't train your heart to love to serve. I couldn't train your mind to organize the office. I can't teach you any of those things Diane. Those were all in you, and all I did, was give you the opportunity to serve us here. All I did. All we did was help you face the first of your fears, and your poor opinion of yourself. You did everything that led to today Diane."

Diane shook her head. "No. I didn't do anything."

Devon shook his head. "You've had the courage to give us everything before now, except one thing."

Diane recognized the words, from one of her first conversations with Jeannette when she'd arrived. She looked confused and Devon waited another dramatic moment before explaining. "You've given us your heart, your body, and your mind. The one thing you've always withheld from us, is your fear."

Diane looked even more confused. "My fear?"

"It is the one thing you've kept. You refuse to give up your fear, to stop being afraid of the opinion of others. You won't release your fear to us." Devon caressed her head gently and said. "You cling to those hateful words, that are wrong, about you. You have given me everything else Diane, today, give me your fear."

Diane looked into his eyes, but her mind was replaying her life. She almost breathed. "I'm afraid."

Devon nodded. "You are. Your fear has defined you, until today. Today, you will release your fear, and it will no longer have it's power over you. Today Diane, you truly embrace the life destined for you in your soul, and give the last of yourself over to your Master."

Diane sat staring at Devon. He waited until he saw her eyes refocus on him. "What is your choice Diane, do you choose to embrace your soul, or do you choose to cling to your fears?"

Diane considered what was said, and what wasn't said. She looked at Master Devon. She nodded her head. "Master, I'm ready for my test now."

Devon nodded. "You are ready now." He stood slowly and as he walked around the end of the table drew Diane to her feet.

Diane walked out of the dining hall and following Devon walked to the other trainers who were still waiting for her, patiently. Devon stopped and let go of her hand, and then gave the gesture she expected. Diane then knelt on the Futon and looked up towards him. "Diane, are you prepared for your final test, your Marathon test?"

"Yes Master." Diane said in a strong and positive voice.

Devon nodded. "Then we shall begin." He unzipped his trousers, and reached inside. "Slave mouth."

Diane shifted and assumed the position, and began suckle on Master Devon. The man who had seen her soul, and not found her wanting, worthless, or useless. The man who'd had faith in her since he first met her. The only people who'd ever had faith in her, were here with her now.

Jeannette stood and watched from the door to the admin area. She glanced at Geneva, who was watching from the door to the training wing. The aide station open, and medical supplies ready in case something went horribly wrong.

Josh and Crystal were peeking from the door to the kitchen. Crystal was already panting, her arousal, her desire to be Diane right now greater than she could imagine.

Diane was stroking Master Thomas as she suckled on Master Devon. She shifted and began to suckle on Master Thomas. Diane felt a familiar tightening in her belly, lower than her stomach, but still in that region. She knew it, it was the signal that she wanted sex. It was the signal that she was getting horny, and she knew it so well after six months of feeling it sometimes daily here as she was trained.

Devon finished disrobing, laying his clothing aside, and he layed down on the futon next to Diane and said. "I believe you can do that, while you straddle me slave."

Diane obeyed, shifting to slide herself over Master Devon, his cock sliding home into her cunt and she returned Master Thomas to her mouth. She'd done a threesome, and so far, that's all this was. So far.

Ann glanced and saw Rebecca coming out of the admin area, with the two strap-on dildos. Ann took her bright pink one, and glanced at Rebecca's black one. They were about the same size, so Ann felt her instincts had been right in going for the medium sized dildo.

Carlos had his hand in his pocket, and was straining as he watched the show. Thomas caressed Diane's neck and massaged the part where it joined her shoulder. She allowed her eyes to close slightly, sinking into the arousal that was now burning within her.

Devon spoke. "Diane, you're free to come all you wish, enjoy yourself."

Diane was now bouncing on his cock, swiveling her hips in a figure eight, giving herself as much stimulation as she could, while at the same time making the experience good for Devon.

Rebecca disrobed and folded her clothing. She turned nude towards Carlos and said. "Unless you want to go last, you should consider freeing that prick of yours before it pokes a hole in your drawers." Then she strapped her dildo around her waist and ran the other straps to hold it in place. "I don't care, I'm going to have fun with her, and I'm not waiting much longer."

Ann took a deep breath, and reached for the hem of her shirt. She pulled it up over her head, and folded it quickly before kicking her shoes off and nudging them into position near her shirt. She resisted the urge to turn around before taking her bra off. Then she unfastened her belt and slid her pants quickly over her hips. Her lacy targa panties were all she was wearing. Feeling Carlos' eyes on her she tried to ignore it. She took another deep breath and slid her panties down and set them on top of the pile. Repeating Rebecca's actions she placed the strap on around her waist, then crouching in what she had more than once thought, was the most unfeminine manner possible, ran the straps between her legs and connected them to the buckles. Her pecker was now attached.

Carlos looked at Ann and Rebecca and softly said. "What should I do?"

"Take that erection, and shove it up her ass." Rebecca said. "Or down her throat, or just about anywhere you want. Let her give you a handjob if that's what you want."

Carlos blinked. Rebecca's vulgarities always shocked him. Her curt descriptions always seemed to be somewhat dismissive, but in reality, was just the way she always spoke. Ann said. "Carlos, tell her Slave ass, and give her a moment, then lube up and plow into her."

Carlos shook his head. "No, it'll hurt her."

"Bullshit." Rebecca said. Then she took the tube of lubricant and smeared it on her dildo. "Watch." She stepped behind Diane and said. "Slave, ass." She waited a moment, and then started to feed the dildo into Diane who had now shifted to lay across Devon's chest.

Thomas stood there almost looking disappointed, his erection pointing at where Diane's mouth had been, and he grinned. "Rebecca, I was enjoying myself."

"Oh, chill out Thomas, I'm not going to wear her little butt out." Rebecca said as she started to pump in and out. "Carlos, in anal sex, you don't swivel your hips as much, just slide it in and out with a tiny amount of swivel."

Carlos watched fascinated as Rebecca and Devon fucked Diane. Diane was now panting hard and then she came, at least he thought she had. She groaned and pushed back, her breathing was fast, and she moaned. Devon was now kissing her neck near her secret spot, his hands caressing and squeezing her breasts.

Andre leaned against the wall obviously watching, and obviously relaxed. Carlos turned to him. "Are you going to?"

Andre nodded. "I'm waiting, we can't all fit at once." He gestured. "Rebecca will back out, if you're ready."

Carlos never took his eyes from the show, and instead said. "Well, I'd prefer per pussy."

"No problem." Andre said. "You ready?"

Carlos nodded slightly. "Whenever Devon is ready to take a break."

Andre snorted. "Devon, let Carlos in there." He pointed next to Devon and said. "Just lie there, she'll do the rest."

Carlos took a tentative step, and looked down at his clothing. He pulled his shirt and shoes off first. His shorts and socks were last, and he glanced around, before he lay down.

No one was watching me. They were all focused on Diane. They're all focused on Diane. They want me to do this, but not for me, well not exclusively for me, but more for Diane.

"Diane, mount Master Carlos." Devon said.

Diane did, and recognizing him, and knowing his ego problems were similar to her own, broke training in a manner of speaking. No master in the house would allow her to do this. Master Thomas would beat her for a week, and would enjoy himself smacking her ass until it was one big bruise. However, topping from the bottom when you were training a Dominant was almost a given. You had to, because they just didn't know yet. Diane also wanted to do something nice for Master Carlos, and said. "Oh Master, I'm so glad you joined us."

Carlos opened his mouth as she settled down on his cock. He growled in his throat as she started to milk and rotate on his cock. She purred as she settled. "Oh Master, that feels just right."

Devon saw Ann turn away so Carlos wouldn't see her smiling. Rebecca rolled her eyes, and Andre tightened his mouth. It was lines from porno's that she was tossing at him.

Devon wanted to smile, but for another reason. Even in her test, with cocks coming at her from every direction, Diane remembered that Master Carlos had ego issues, and wanted to make him feel good, and help him get trained.

More than an hour later, and Ann was tired. She had pumped into Diane's pussy, her mouth, and had gone back to the pussy. Diane was showing signs of exhaustion, and was now relegated to either one or two partners, three being too many for her to even try to take. She was shaking from muscle fatigue, and still she continued to service Master.

Carlos was now up for his third time at bat. This time, Diane was on her hands and knees and he was pumping her face with his cock. She tried to suck, but he wasn't really testing her, he was skull fucking her. Ann lounged back and glanced at Devon. Devon was watching Diane, and Rebecca saw her opening. She mounted Diane from behind and slid her dildo into Diane's pussy.

Diane groaned, it was fucking sore. She hurt all over. Her tits were aching, her nipples felt like they'd been pulled off, and then stuck back on. Her cunt had to be bruised. She had at least a quart of semen in her belly, from all three holes, and she wondered what the record was. She sucked on Master Carlos, knowing he couldn't last too much longer. Or perhaps hoping he couldn't last too much longer. She was starting to have trouble breathing, his cock kept closing her airway, and she had to gasp for breath when he withdrew.

She felt him speed up again, and praying he was close, she sucked even harder, trying to entice him to orgasm.Please come now, I need to catch my breath.

Diane saw her vision start to tunnel, and she knew she was close to passing out. She started to buck, demanding air, and then got sperm instead. It pulsed into her mouth as she gasped for breath, she swallowed and breathed and swallowed again. He pulled back dripping as she lowered her upper body, unable to hold herself up anymore.

Rebecca saw it and glanced at Devon, with one hand she signaled that the test should be ending. Devon took a deep breath, consulted the clock and then nodded. Rebecca pulled out and gave Diane a light shove. Diane responded by rolling over and spreading her legs. Rebecca smiled. "No slave, I think I've had enough fun for now."

Diane looked and saw all the Master's lounging, but none coming for her. She turned and saw Master Devon reaching for his pants. Realizing she was done, she closed her legs gently, feeling her pussy ache increasing. God it was so sore.

Jeannette called out. "Geneva, Crystal, come on. Let's get her cleaned up."

Diane allowed them to stand her up and she walked with them towards the stairs, and once up them, was guided to the bathroom. Inside, she sat on the stool while Geneva and Crystal washed her. Crystal almost vibrated in arousal, but was tempered by the knowledge that Diane was exhausted.

Diane leaned back against the wall as Geneva washed and checked things out. "Will I live?"

Geneva smiled slightly, and allowed a grin to come over her face. "Unless you die from semen poisoning, yes."

Diane smiled slightly. "I hurt all over." 


"Diane, you were really amazing, I mean, really awesome." Crystal said.

Diane closed her eyes and let her head rest on the wall. "I'm tired."

"I bet." Crystal said.

They dried her off and then took her to bed. After tucking her in, Geneva pulled up the chair and said. "Wow. I mean, Crystal was right, you were so awesome."

Diane opened her eyes. "I don't feel awesome."

Geneva caressed Diane's head and let her go to sleep.

Ann having taken a shower, and removed more bodily fluids from her than she would ever want to think about, was back downstairs sitting in Devon's office as the trainers came in. They all looked about as tired as Diane had to be feeling. "OK, that was a little gross Devon."

Devon smiled. He sipped coffee and said. "It's a bit much at the end there."

Ann almost snorted. "Good Lord, I've seen the movies, and thought it was a little gross, but Devon, the smells of all those fluids mixed like that."

Devon nodded. "The girls have started cleaning. The scent of our activity will be gone before you know it."

Ann nodded. "So when do you present the tag to her?"

Devon set his coffee cup down and said. "In the morning. She's wiped today."

Ann stood up and stretched. "What a way to start a day."

Devon smiled as Ann left. He picked up the phone and reported to Dominique. Diane was qualified.

Carlos was laying on his bed, remembering his part of it. He had done it, in front of everyone.

Diane was laying in bed. After sleeping about an hour, she woke up, hurting. She struggled to her feet and then went to the bathroom. Afterwards, she decided to head to the kitchen. She was feeling very alone right now, and she wanted some company.

It was just short of lunch when she walked into the kitchen, slowly. Josh surprised her then, he placed the frying pan aside and walked to her and gently hugged her. She melted into the embrace. That was what she was missing, human contact. She wanted to hold onto someone. "How?"

"Been there, done that. I remembered that the one thing I wanted afterward was a hug. Weird huh?"

Diane nodded and backed away. "Thanks."

Carlos was sitting with the trainers and watching them make suggestions over Rebecca's shoulder who was typing the report.

"No, she hesitated, but not because she was afraid of the activity, she was trying to understand herself." Thomas insisted.

"Granted, but it was based upon her fear of the situation." Andre replied for the fourth time.

Ann rolled her eyes and said. "Rebecca, put the action down, but ignore the amateur psychologists here. If there is to be comments about her mental state, let Devon do it."