Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Elara’s usually quiet voice rose in a keening wail. “Please, sir! I’ll be so good, I promise. Just please… oh!”
Gamma’s fingers moved relentlessly between my thighs, drawing gasps and moans from my lips that I no longer tried to stifle. I rocked against him shamelessly, chasing the release that seemed just out of reach.
“That’s it,” Gamma encouraged, his voice low and husky. “Show everyone how much you need this.”
“I suggest level eight,” I heard Mr. Thornton say, “but let’s not allow them to come for a while yet.”
“Fine idea, Thornton,” said Mr. Blackwood.
I heard Lydia and Elara gasp and sob as their guardians adjusted their governors. I looked up into Gamma’s serious yet kind face, thinking my words to him rather than saying them, and marveling as I felt him understand, and watched him smile.
Me too?
I had lost track of where my guardian, the human-alien I loved, had put the little device that seemed at that moment to control not just my cunny but my destiny. I felt his left hand move against my side, and I realized he held it there, and then I felt the need and the pleasure between my legs build in an instant so intensely that I cried out, my hips bucking hard in desperate search of friction from Gamma’s enormous, skillful hand.
“Gentlemen,” Dr. Porter’s voice cut through the fog of pleasure, “I believe it would help all the girls for us to take this lesson a step further. Miss Tessara, as you know, is not a virgin, and she has already shared her knowledge of carnal matters with the other girls.”
My eyes flew open, my cheeks burning with shame as I remembered the whispered conversations in the dormitory. How foolish I had been, thinking our indiscretions would go unnoticed.
Dr. Porter continued, his tone matter-of-fact. “Given these circumstances, I believe it would be most educational for Miss Lydia and Miss Elara to witness a more… comprehensive demonstration of marital duties.”
I felt Gamma tense beneath me, his arousal evident against my thigh. Through our mental connection, I sensed a surge of excitement and anticipation.
“Mr. Gamma,” Dr. Porter said, “I encourage you to make full use of your ward. Her mouth, her cunny, and her bottom are of course already all at your disposal, and you should avail yourself of them, I think. Let the other girls see what awaits them in their marriage beds.”
My heart raced, a mixture of fear and arousal coursing through me. I thought of the plug Mrs. Porter had made me sleep in, of how it had trained me for my guardian, but the thought of taking Gamma’s enormous cock there still terrified me as much as it excited me.
“Kneel down, Tessara,” Gamma’s deep voice rumbled in my ear.
On shaky legs, I rose from his lap. As Gamma reached out with gentle hands, he guided me to kneel before him, my knees comforted by the pile of the ornate rug.
“Watch closely, girls,” Dr. Porter instructed. “This is how a proper Prosperian wife pleasures her husband.”
I watched with wide eyes as Gamma unfastened his trousers. I heard gasps from Lydia and Elara as they saw a man’s penis for the first time—and not just any cock, but my guardian’s huge blue one.
“Mr. Thornton and Mr. Blackwood,” said Mrs. Porter. “Perhaps you could favor your wards with a sight of your own members, so that they don’t take fright thinking their husbands will be endowed like Mr. Gamma.”
I heard the noises of my naked schoolmates being placed, like me, upon their knees. Of unfastening, and murmurs of command and encouragement. My attention, however, remained fixed where I knew it must be, and from where I couldn’t have redirected it even had I wanted to. My master’s hardness jutted up from his lap like a bar of alien blue metal, demanding my service.
“Open,” Gamma commanded softly. “Take me in your lovely mouth, sweet one.”
I parted my lips and lowered my head, allowing him to slide into my mouth. The renewed taste of his slightly alien flesh intoxicated me, made my dizzy—the hint of salt and the almost-electric something. I struggled to accommodate his girth, my jaw stretching wide.
Gamma began to move, thrusting slowly in and out of my mouth, his hands atop my head to keep me in place for his use. I could hear Lydia’s and Elara’s soft gasps of surprise and arousal, could almost feel their wide-eyed stares on my exposed body.
As Gamma fucked my mouth, I became aware of movement around the room. My watery eyes were fixed on the lewd task before me, but I realized suddenly that through Gamma’s vision I could see Dr. Porter guiding his wife to bend over his desk, then using his control of her clothing to raise her skirts and lower her drawers. I moaned around Gamma’s cock at the revelation of the headmistress’ bare bottom and the smooth, shaven furrow of her cunny nestled between her thighs.