The Vassal Academy Ch. 34

"If you want to get some girl hot, don't ignore this area." Rebecca caressed the underside of Geneva's breast and Carlos saw her squirm in pleasure. "Of course, you have to realize, that Geneva loves to be the center of our attention. Little slut."

Carlos smiled and said. "I was going to ask if you thought she was enjoying this."

"Of course she is." Ann said gesturing. "Her chest is getting flushed. Her eyes have that sparkle going nicely, and if you can't smell her arousal growing, you're nose is shot."

Geneva lowered her head slightly and tried to hide her grin. She was a piece of meat, on display to teach another. She was little more than a mannequin, to be posed as desired for other people's pleasure or amusement. The prick of humiliation was a huge turn on for her. She loved this.

"Now caress the underside of her breast, keep doing it until you think you have it right." Rebecca instructed.

Carlos reached a hesitant hand, and after glancing at Rebecca began to gently caress under Geneva's breast.

"Use your thumb to brush her nipple." Ann continued.

Geneva groaned in response and began to lean into the attention as Carlos began to gently brush the nipple with his thumb. It was erect, and looked delectable.

"Good, now the abdomen." Rebecca stated next and began to describe the ways to stroke a woman's belly. Geneva wondered if they were going to heat her up, and leave her wanting like they had Diane. She prayed that they wouldn't do that to her too.

Diane was already in heaven with three good orgasms behind her. Her pussy was full of Master Thomas, and Master Andre was down her throat at that moment. Diane wondered if his cock was going to bruise her liver, it was so far down her throat. She snaked her tongue out to lick his balls. Andre grinned and held her head steady as she licked and then slid up his shaft for a breath of air.

The next position shift for Diane had Thomas out of her pussy, and Andre into it. She straddled him and slid herself down on his monster. She looked and expected to see Master Thomas shoving his cock into her face, then she felt his thumb on her butt hole. She opened her eyes wide in surprise as he began to lubricate her up.

Andre grinned and continued to stroke her breasts. Then he slowed her rocking, and tilted her forward a tad more. Diane shifted her legs slightly, to give Thomas better access to her ass. Thomas pressed the head of his cock against her ass, and as it slid inside, she groaned deep in her throat. In a minute, he was fully inside her, and she felt like she was going to split in two. She gasped in pain several times as they began to get settled. Then they started to fuck. Diane wondered if she would literally be split in two. Was it possible to be cut in half by cocks? The pain was worse than she had expected, but it quickly muted, as she became accustomed to the intrusion.

The sensations of motion in both her holes was more than she could take, the rings, even the pain added to the experience, and Diane came without warning, or permission.

Geneva was laying back on the table, her legs up in Cunt one, giving Master full access to her pussy. A light was shining on her wide-open sex as Mistress Rebecca and Mistress Ann explained to Carlos about the parts of the pussy. "I know, health class or whatever it was called in school did this. However, trust me when I saw it was incomplete." Rebecca said haughtily.

"For example, they gave you the parts, but now how to stimulate them for pleasure." Ann said as she stroked along the Mons.

Rebecca took up the thread. "We have a couple diagrams, but for now, lets keep talking about how to heat your slave up."

Carlos stroked the inner thigh, the backs of the knees, which he reacted suspiciously to when Rebecca explained it to him. Then the lower back, and the other parts, and here's the interesting thing he learned, most of a woman's body seemed to turn her on if you stroked it the way she liked. Kissing and licking most of her body seemed to get the desired response.

Rebecca said. "Now watch her react when I do this." She took Geneva's hand, and began to lick and suck on a couple of the fingers and then one at a time. Geneva's eyes closed a hair more, narrowing even to small slits as she squirmed a bit more.

"Her fingers?" Carlos asked.

"Toes too." Rebecca confirmed.

Carlos looked at Geneva, from head, to toe and said. "My God, is there anything that doesn't turn her on?"

"A number of things actually, more than do turn her on in fact." Ann said. Now it was time to let the air out of the balloon, Carlos' balloon anyway.

Then Rebecca began to explain what women didn't want. "Don't just slap our tits around. They aren't beach balls." She slapped Geneva's tits in demonstration, and Geneva gasped in pain, her eyes opening wide in shock.

"The pussy isn't a carrying handle, don't try to move her around the bed by it." Ann said.

Rebecca shoved two fingers inside and demonstrated the don't do. Geneva cried out in pain and almost reached to protect her self before Rebecca let go.

"If you try to move her by the old six pack joke, forget her getting any pleasure from the night." Ann continued.

"Slapping the ass once in a while as you fuck her is fine. Don't draw blood or bruise her." Rebecca said.

Carlos watched as they now abused the girl and shook his head. His trousers were tented again and he had hoped to ease her condition himself.

Geneva was practically crying in frustration. They had heated her up, and now they were going to be dousing the flame in the worst way possible.

Suddenly she found they had stopped. Rebecca had turned to Ann. "That seems to be most cruel Mistress Ann, I mean to just slap her and hurt her until she's not turned on anymore. I mean it seems incredibly cruel to ham hand her down from the arousal doesn't it?"

"Yes Rebecca it would be cruel, however it might be fun." Ann offered as she stroked Geneva's inner thigh. Geneva shuddered under the torment, and the teasing. Perhaps she was to be the next victim of the Arousal torture that Diane was only now getting relief from.

"Instead, I think I might have another idea." Rebecca said casually. "Carlos, can you name the erogenous zones on Geneva?"

"I believe so." Carlos said, suddenly realizing he was to be tested.

Ann leaned down to whisper in Geneva's ear, and asked in a stage whisper that everyone could hear. "How horny are you Geneva? Do you want to get laid really bad?"

"Yes Mistress." Geneva said panting. "I want to get laid."

Ann ran a single finger down Geneva's breast, caressing along the underside and then in a sultry voice said. "Would you like to help Master Carlos answer the question? Perhaps, give him hints and even show him where you like to be touched?"

Geneva nodded her head. "Yes Mistress." She understood. She was going to get fucked, but Carlos must be taught in the process.

Ann stood and at Rebecca's motion she headed for the door. "Carlos, you'll be properly tested later, and I hope you get the answers correct."

Rebecca finished the thought. "If you get one wrong, you'll find that this afternoon is the last time you fuck one of them." She paused before closing the door. "Geneva, it's important to help him learn, and if he fails my test later, you will be punished."

Geneva turned to look at Master Carlos as the door closed. Carlos stood there with a silly look on his face and then turned to look at Geneva. He wanted to fuck like mad, he wanted his cock in her obviously wet pussy. He wanted to fuck her silly, but he knew that this was a test too. He could fuck, but he had to learn first.

Geneva seemed to read his mind. "Master, would you like to go over everything first, or after?"

"First." Carlos said in a tight voice. "I suppose I should work before I play."

Geneva nodded. "Yes Master, as you wish." She wasn't really disappointed, it just meant she got teased a bit more, and she liked that too.

Carlos turned his attention and began to run his hands over Geneva, discussing what felt good to her, and what was and wasn't a turn on for a woman.

After going over the list twice, he sunk himself into her wet and waiting pussy, and she sighed in satisfaction as what was empty, was filled. She was enjoying herself so much, she forgot to check the clock.

Ann and Rebecca briefed Devon and the Rebecca went to type the report. Ann waited until she was alone with Devon and then asked. "Anything for me tonight?"

Devon shook his head. "No. I'll send Carlos to the city tomorrow, and we'll finish your basic education."

Ann looked at Devon for a long minute before speaking again. "Devon, about the other night."

"I'm sorry Ann, I should have realized how hurt you would be." Devon interrupted her.

"I think I understand why you did, and I guess I'm not angry anymore."

Devon smiled in his charming manner. "Thank you Ann, for trying to understand us, I can't imagine how difficult it's been for you, and I don't think I say this enough, but I admire your courage, and your dedication."

Ann cocked her head and looked at Devon for a moment. "Subject change?"

Devon shrugged. "Let's say that I prefer to address this issue, after your final on the basics of what we do, and know."

Diane wondered into the slave dining hall about twenty minutes before dinner. Her inner thighs were red, and showing light bruising already. Her breasts were red, and while not bruised, had obviously been handled well. Her gait was a little unsteady as she got a glass of juice from the dispenser. She sipped it and then sat heavily on the bench. She winced slightly as she tried to adjust herself and get comfortable.

Crystal bopped in with more glasses and said. "Hey Diane, how you doing?" A leering grin accompanied this question.

Diane leaned on the table and said. "I'm fucked out."

Crystal giggled and then tapped her wrist twice where her watch was. Diane heard the signal of two bursts of static on her own watch and in a minute they were joined by Jeannette who said. "Thanks for the heads up Crystal."

"Sure thing." Crystal said and bopped back towards the kitchen. As she hit the door she called over her shoulder. "I want the details later."

Diane snickered and said. "Jesus, what are we going to do with her?"

"How are you?" Jeannette asked.

"Fine, where's Geneva, I need some Aspirin or something."

"In with Master Carlos, discussing her anatomy." Jeannette said with a small grin.

Diane nodded and allowed a sly grin to cross her face. "I'm sure they're deep in discussion."

"Probably balls deep." Crystal said from the doorway.

Jeannette tossed a glance at Crystal and said. "We'll get you something in a minute or two. I'm sure Geneva's class is just about to wrap up."

"Or unwrap her from whatever bindings she was put into." Crystal offered.

Diane snorted a single bark of laughter and said. "Jesus, are you horny again?"

"Always." Crystal admitted. "Aren't you?"

"Not right now. Right now all I am is fucking sore."

"You mean that really great sore you get from fucking?" Crystal said with her perpetual grin.

"Crystal, check on dinner." Jeannette instructed.

Crystal shrugged and managed to leer as she turned to do as she was supposed to. Jeannette sat with Diane and said. "We've all got a couple easy days, Master Devon wants us ready when we graduate Mistress Ann."

"What's that going to be like?"

"I'm not sure, he's calling it Queen for a day." Jeannette admitted.

"I'll take the easy days, I'm a little tired." Diane admitted. "What if I had quit at lunch?"

"You didn't, so don't worry about it Diane. We've got nothing planned for after dinner, but perhaps some TV and I'm going to shanghai some popcorn."

Diane nodded and leaned on her friend. "Thanks Jeannette."

"Anytime Diane."

Geneva bounced in and said. "Hey, how you feeling Diane?"

"Sore, Aspirin, quick." Diane said significantly.

Geneva turned and reached for the morning medicine cabinet on the wall. "I put a bottle of Advil in here. I figured it would be a good place for it."

"How did Carlos do?" Jeannette asked.

"Shit, I forgot to check the clock Jeannette. I'm sorry." Geneva said with the expression of a child who was just caught stealing cookies. "I don't think it was more than ten minutes or so though."

Diane chuckled, and the Jeannette sighed with a tolerant smile. From the doorway Crystal said. "Must have had a really good time discussing anatomy."

"Crystal." The other three said in near unison.

"What?" Crystal asked in mock confusion. "She enjoyed it. Like any of us don't."

They overheard Josh's voice calling her name and she turned to go back to the kitchen,

"She's a real mess you know?" Diane opined.

Geneva shook the Advil out and gave Diane two. After dinner, Jeannette reported to Devon, and the others lounged in the dayroom with the purloined popcorn.

The slaves understood that a subtle shift had happened and would exist for the next two days. Their training would be secondary, not that uncommon, but the primary focus would be Mistress Ann. For once, it was not a paying student that bumped them, but a Master.

Geneva summarized the feelings of the slaves during dinner as they discussed what Jeannette knew about it. "Shit, like we'll complain about making Mistress Ann Queen for a day. She's great, and we won't mind this at all."