Monster March Day 13- Succubus/Incubus/Concubus
The Lotus House
Well, after a spectacularly awful week and what is sure to be just...how things are going to be and how to go from now on. So. I know I'm four days late. But, my hand slipped and then this came out and I actually really like how it turned out. It was really fun to explore it and if you've read any of my other moura works, you've noticed The Lotus House referenced before. Well, thanks to this prompt, I got to really dig into it and really explore this as a whole and really add to my own alternate universe and expound on it, which I had a lot of fun doing.
Now, on with the shameless self indulgence.
Monster March 2023 Day 13- Succubus/Incubus/Concubus
The Lotus House
“Ok, class, welcome to your first class session here at The Lotus House, as always, congratulations for graduating primary school and thank you for continuing your education here, because here at The Lotus House, is where all of you are now at the age and point of maturity where your education can progress to include one more crucial, but pleasurable subject. Sex.” The professor, Dr. Zellora, who was a succubus, so therefore, a natural master at the art of sex, from a female’s perspective- said as she had all the female students in their special Lotus House Student Uniform get into their seats at their desks with their instruction manuals as well as their worksheets for the day already placed on the desks that she had already assigned to her newest class of students. She could only smile at the collective squeals and clapping of her students as all of them practically bounced in excitement in their seats as they eagerly looked over their new instruction manuals and especially at the pictures and diagrams inside.
The Lotus House was an entire school dedicated to Sex Education to educate the general populace of Dorrierra as a whole.
“Now, here at The Lotus House you will not only learn the basic mechanics of sex in general, but how each species likes to give and receive sexual advances as well. Including the mechanics of each species’ procreation and mating habits and rituals. And as you can tell, each class has at least one, if not several students of each species here in Dorierra so that everyone has a working knowledge of themselves as well as everyone else, no matter their species or hybrids from the various species intermingling. And that means that all the other classes that this class will interact with will also have that variety. The classes are of course very carefully organized to make sure no one student will have to interact with another student who is in the same family. So no kissing cousins or any kind of incenst.” She reassured her students as she could still hear the other teachers instruct their classes in the same manor down the halls and across the halls for that matter.
The male students got the incubus teachers and the students who didn’t wish to be either classified or distinguished by their sex or gender, got to have the concubus’ as their teachers, and technically got both curriculums.
However, attendance at The Lotus House was far from mandatory, and some could choose to refuse attendance and learning the curriculum and simply take ‘an entrance and exit exam’. This option was made specifically for the potential student was repulsed by sex, or even romance and intimacy of that nature and was therefore asexual and or aromantic.
Because the cardinal rule of The Lotus House was that every student accepted into the sexual educational program provided here at The Lotus House- had to be at a state of maturity in both mind and body, willing and happily consenting individual first and foremost.
And for those students who were not naturally inclined to be willing and who did not wish to give their informed consent- even if they had reached maturity in mind in body- could take a very abbreviated course to take the simple textbook test like any other test from primary school. They basically got to learn the bare minimum as far as basic mechanics so that they would not be ignorant or ill informed- so that they could stay at a state of informed refusal of consent to the rest of the classes and courses at The Lotus House but still have “a well rounded” education by Dorierran standards and of course those classes were conducted by other individuals who were of the same disposition so that the students felt comfortable with learning the basic material but would trust that nothing would be asked of them that would put themselves in any state of discomfort, or repulsion. And so if a student was choosing to give informed refusal of consent, they of course would never be asked to engage in any of the activities that were parts of the tests for the curriculum here at The Lotus House. And honestly, it was a very easy course to simply test out of, if the student was not willing or was repulsed by the act or even the very idea themselves being in that kind of physical, or romantic intimacy with anyone else.
But for the rest of the student population, they of course, had a very rigorous testing to make sure they were physically, mentally, emotionally and especially psychologically mature enough to enter the courses here at The Lotus House and go through the curriculum and testing themselves.
Dorierra as a whole, prided itself on having The Bride Program that was a system second to none in the whole of the Supersphere. Each bride was capable of being a Queen, Czarina, Empress, Sultana, etc. And the system of educating them- involved more than just how to run a country, as well as how to run a palace or even down to a general household. But how to seduce and keep their ruling husband happy in all respects. Especially in the bedroom because the point was that these future brides would be fertile and produce heirs for their prospective mates, no matter what kind of kingdom he ruled over. From Lord all the way up to King or its equivalent. But that was The Bride Program in a nutshell. But in order to enter the Bride Program these young ladies first needed to finish and round out this portion of their education here at The Lotus House.
And this aspect of that education was so much more than the art of seduction, the art of sex, the art of either conception or contraception or even the use of sex as a political tool. It allowed a safe environment for education, exploration, information and practice with oversight from the best of the best as far as instructors went.
But before they could ever get to any of that, these young women especially needed to know how to please themselves first. And the first lesson was always masturbation. Because even if they didn’t have a partner who knew how to please them, they could at the very least please themselves in addition to everything else they could offer in their repertoire.
The male members of Dorierran society got this education at The Lotus House as well because the Dorierran women who did not either apply or get selected in the Bride Program or simply aged out of it- could then be courted and married by the native Dorierran males and have families of themselves and the point of the male Dorierrans to participate in the classes were first- to offer themselves as test subjects for the young women and two- become very loving, and accommodating and pleasurable partners. And while the women would “miss out” on co-ruling a nation, would still be a loyal life partner and would be coparent to the children and an equal member of the family and care for the household in general.
So the males, in addition to their own basic education and their courses at The Lotus House, could then continue their own education in any other field or skill for employment in making goods and providing services for the nation of Dorierra as a whole. Even when everything, even things mundane like plumbing and infrastructure were always elevated into artforms since Dorierrans were, if anything, extremely creative. So that everything was a beautiful blend of functionality and gorgeous aesthetic.
Now there was the traditional primary schooling of course where they learned the basics of language, arithmetic, geography, economics, infrastructure, music, the arts, geology, carpentry, home economics, engineering, and of course, all and every form of government and politics possible.
Granted the girls’ school was much more intense and equal to that of any other king or professors and were prized for their individual talents and intelligence. However, if a male had a desire to enter into the Bride Program, he got admitted into a subcategory of it-but in order to get there-he needed to graduate from primary school and go into a school, simply known as 3C’s.
It stood for The School of Courtesans, Concubines and Companions and was seen as just as precious and just as valuable as any "Traditional Bride". 3'C's specifically worked with the LGBTQA+ students who royals who were not attracted to the opposite sex in the “traditional” sense could still have their own pool of every species and gender on any and every spectrum they desired and still have a life partner who would be just as precious as any other. These students usually specifically got the concubus teachers. Where they learned both curriculums and even extra things to use when they were deployed in the 3’C’s category of the Bride Program, if they so wished to- since the Bride Program wasn’t mandatory for citizens of Dorierra, but was a major part of it’s culture and the country’s top export.
However it was highly encouraged because the Bride Price each bride could ask for-from a potential groom to be his bride was always a premium. There was of course, the entrance income for even applying for the Program. And of course once accepted, a bride could therefore, accept fees just for meeting potential grooms, which there was always a base price per appointment. But the more wealthy the groom, the more he could add on to the meeting fee so that the potential bride would consider him more carefully. And the more desirable the bride, the higher those prices could be. It was all considered income and a large part of any family’s income in addition to the bride herself as an individual. The Bride Program not just financed the country, but specifically the family as well. And it was instrumental in adding to a family’s honor, prestige and social standing. So that while sons were a joy and of course necessary for the country to be practically self sustaining. Every girl was a point of pride, joy and elation. And the more daughters a mother could bear, the greater the family’s chance at succession, wealth and prominence in it’s quarter and district. And this was one of the ways that some students could excel if they lacked in any other area of their education.
“Now, first, we are going to go over the anatomy of the female sex of every species here in Dorierra…” Dr. Zellora began before she showed the class diagrams of every female sex of every species within Dorierra and out of it, from species who were eager to be accepted within the Dorierran Alliance- so that all the girls could be aware of themselves and each other, and in addition to a traditional test, to pass this first lesson, they needed to go into their private “booths” to actually masturbate using any media they wanted in assistance and had a variety of buttons to press if they needed more one on one help learning themselves, if they hadn’t already begun to experiment with it themselves at home.
Dr. Zellora simply grinned when she could already see the lights in the boys’ side of the classroom that shared a wall to one side- light up to show they had completed and “passed” this first test which was to successfully masturbate to the point of orgasm- within mere minutes to show they were done. It was a silent light that flashed for only a mere moment before the student left, gathered their other supplies, put them into the special backpack along with their other special Lotus House supplies.
But while this first lesson, the boys usually got through quicker than the girls did. It was going to be the later lessons where they would practice on each other, where the boys would then have much greater difficulty and the girls would once again, gain quite a considerable lead and then easily excel and be much quicker to master the art of all avenues of sex in general.
But she knew that while girls usually took a bit longer, that their orgasms tended to be bigger and lasted much longer than the boys’ did. She simply looked over her next lesson and “homework” she would be assigning for the day which was to see if the girls could masturbate both quietly and loudly and something in between at home and in private.
Then she smiled happily when she sensed then heard the tell tale signs of her students succeeding in giving themselves orgasms before they lit the light that they had finished and then collected themselves, got redressed and regained their composure and left their individual booths that had their names on them and began to gather up their own materials.
But they couldn’t leave just yet, they still had to wait to go up to her desk, give her a brief description of what they had done and how that orgasm was achieved and then got constructive criticisms on how to make it better for themselves as well as their homework for the night before they were excused from class for the day.
But that wasn’t to say that the girls still would slowly slip through the school, curiously look in on the other classes and giggle and gossip about which classes they were going to be ‘pairing up’ with. Because each student in each class was assigned a companion class from both the concubus’ and the incubus’ teachers as the students from 3’C’s were also here among them as well. So that everyone got to experience everything on the spectrum in a safe, consensual, educational and if anything, a very fun way. Of course, the larger bodied students would be disqualified from pairing with the smallest and most petite of the other students because they didn’t want any harm to come from any attempts that would put the physical nature of the student at risk.
However, there was just one more- cardinal rule- no committed, monogamous romantic entanglements and relationships with the other students in the class you were paired in were tolerated and such things were nearly impossible to hide. Because in essence, of the classes that were paired up, and even between classes in the whole of the school- all the students could and, in most cases, would, fuck each other, they just couldn’t do so exclusively with one favorite partner and run the risk of falling love and either have to break off the relationship or risk being disqualified from The Bride Program, if not expulsion from The Lotus House in general.
Contraceptives of course were given to all students to keep pregnancy at bay and for the young women who graduated The Lotus House, got to go through a “purification” ritual where they would be turned back into physical virgins for the most pious of grooms. But just because they were technically virgins, meant no penile/vaginal intercourse. Oral sex, anal sex and handjobs were of course always allowed and encouraged as more of a “work around” after the purification ritual, which, in times of heated passion could always be re-performed.
And once a student graduated from the course, they could always come back to The Lotus House to get those needs met until such a time as they either aged out, or were selected as a bride if they chose to go into the Bride Program. And graduates were always encouraged to come back to “practice” with students to help them along in the course and of course give more detailed advice and constructive criticism that they wouldn’t necessarily receive from their partners who were still new and still learning all of this themselves.
And from where Dr. Zellora sat, she could already tell who her top students were going to be. And which ones would really come into their own and really blossom and bloom beautifully with the program. And which ones, with just a bit more guidance and one on one training could be just as successful and just as prized as the “naturally gifted” already were.
Because if Dr. Zellora knew anything, it was that even the most “plain” looking student, no matter their gender or identity, could be the most prolific and most gifted student and be at the top of their class because sometimes the most keen intellect hid behind a veil of “plainness”. Because here, students learned how to use and enhance their natural beauty and other gifts and talents, but most of all- how to use and enhance the most precious asset any student had- their mind.
She looked up and saw the first call light, letting know that a student needed her assistance and was up on her feet and quickly making her way to the student’s “cubical”.
“This just feels…weird.” Her student Senora murmured as she had her blanket covering over her otherwise naked body while her uniform hung up neatly on the hanger in the small closet and her books and other materials were on the desk next to the bed. And one of the bottles of sex oil next to her while her cheeks were flushed but confusion and irritation and frustration clearly on her otherwise gorgeous features.
“I know, it usually does feel weird- the first few times here especially.” Dr. Zellora offered as she sat on the small stool in the private booth for her that was tucked underneath a small desk.
“So have you ever done this before?” Dr. Zellora asked calmly and professionally.
“Yes, I did it last night! Twice! Plus I know I’ve cum in my dreams before, I’ve had dreams about sex and being intimate with partners in my dreams but…just…doing it now, in a class of all places, it just…I can’t relax and focus.” Senora confessed.
“And that’s half the battle and one that every student fights to gain ground on, for some it’s a bunny hill, others it feels like a mountain and it differs from individual to individual and all of it is ok and perfectly normal.” Dr. Zellora reassured her.
“Ok. So we are going to do a grounding and a focusing exercise ok?” Dr. Zellora urged her before Senora nodded in agreement and understanding.
“Now, relax. Take a breath, we are going to do the 4 count breath first. So in four counts take one full, deep breath in, then we are going to hold it for four counts, then exhale that breath in four counts and keep it out for 4 counts and repeat as many times it takes to relax and calm down ok? You can even close your eyes if you want to.” Dr. Zellora explained.
“Ok, deep breath in- 1, 2, 3, 4. Keep it in- 1, 2, 3, 4. Good, Now, exhale- 1, 2, 3, 4.” Dr. Zellora counted with her as she did her best to sync her breath with Senora’s and then they did the breath together several times as Dr. Zellora kept her keen eye on Senora’s features as her pinched brows lessoned and the muscles of her brow relaxed, then it was her jaw relaxing, then the shoulder drop and soon Senora had succeeded in fully relaxing her body as she kept her eyes serenely closed as she mentally did the count while trying to relax.
“Good job. Ok, now keep your eyes closed, in your dreams where you were having sex, was it with anyone in particular or simply someone you saw on the street and don’t know?” Dr. Zellora asked.
“It’s someone that I don’t know in real life, but I keep seeing him in my dreams. And I’ve dreamed of him over and over again for..at least a year now.” Senora admitted.
“Describe him.” Dr. Zellora invited.
“He’s..tall…he’s a tiefling. He’s this beautiful slate gray color, practically silver.” Senora began before a fond smile bloomed on her features and Dr. Zellora could see Senora’s own tail wagging and wriggling under the blanket past her own feet.
“What else?” Dr. Zellora gently prodded.
“He has this…gold tattoo on his neck and his chest. It’s from the oriental in style. His long, inky black hair hangs in his face and covers up his otherwise, gorgeous angular face. His handsome horns start out a dark, stormy gray, almost black and gradually get lighter towards the tips and are ribbed and ringed, and start at the back of his head and like a halo come up and around his head.” She continued as she pulled her hands up to illustrate with her own hands.
“They’re perfect to hold onto when he goes down on me. And he is just..his tongue, you wouldn’t think it was as thick yet deliciously long as it is, but it is. Oh gods, is it magnificent.” Senora praised as Dr. Zellora saw Senora’s legs start to part under the blankets while her tail wiggled even faster and practically buzzed against the soft blanket.
“So do you ever see his eyes?” Dr. Zellora asked.
“Yes. They’re this gorgeous slate, steel blue. It compliments the gold of his tattoo and they almost glow when he looks up at me from between my legs and just as he gets me to my first peak, he climbs up and mounts me like the stud he is. Gods, he just, he is naturally lithe but he works so hard to build good and strong muscle on his frame and while it’s not terribly bulky, it’s more than enough to give him the heft and like a ship with an anchor in a storm, it’s like he anchors me and holds me and keeps me safe and warm and my horns fit so perfectly between his. And it’s like we’re two puzzle pieces fitting together.” Senora continued as Dr. Zellora could prod mentally enough that she too could see him, plain as day, almost as if he was right there in the room with them.
“Good, now keep that in mind, and let your body follow the fantasy.” Dr. Zellora instructed before she slipped out of the cubical to let Senora pick up where she left off and wasn’t even all the way to her desk before she heard Senora whimper a keen of pleasured release.
But the moment she had left the cubicle and slipped the door close with her exit- she suddenly realized something was very, very wrong. Another cubi was interfering with her brand new student. She could still sense the telepathic connection. It was another cubi feeding her newest student this fantasy and engaging in it with her right in the moment! Which she was certain she herself had put into the rulebook was not allowed because the boy was not from the paired class next door. Or even the 3’C’s class across the hall. It was from another classroom beyond and she could follow the connection all the way to…she got him! Oh and in Dr. Sozzo’s class of all things. She telepathically alerted Dr. Sozzo of the situation and he mentally let her lead her to the link so that he too could trace it from the source to the target. And Dr. Sozzo telepathically assured her that he would handle it. And that he would keep this student after class so that they could deal with him together. Which she was grateful for, and encouraged Dr. Sozzo to look through the rulebook and look for this kind of situation in particular. To see if this was covered and if it wasn’t. It needed to be added and amended because this was the greatest threat to The Bride Program, much less The Lotus House. Because of all the species in Dorierra, cubi, whetter they be succubi, incubi or concubi- becuase of their telpathic ability and even their other naturally self shifting ability to could easily become their target’s fantasy to get them to orgasm easiest. Which such a gift and talent was allowed for the species. Especially when they were partnered with the more introverted and shy students. But this was not that. Not even close.
Dr. Zellora then shifted her focus to the other students who had already taken seats in such a way so that they could each have their turn to give feedback and get their homework before they got dismissed as Senora was one of the last of her students to do so. But Dr. Zellora was the most proud of Senora’s ability to push through and overcome her obstacles with a proud smile on her face and once the last of her students had finished, and dismissed, her professional and proud smile for her students vanished in an instant as she didn’t hesitate to take care of this matter personally.
She didn’t even bother to pack up before she left the classroom and walked determinedly down the hall to where another incubi teacher, Dr. Sozzo was holding the particular student behind in his class so that she could speak with the student in question.
The moment she came into the classroom, the student in question simply ducked his head in embarrassment as his cheeks flushed while his tail wrapped itself around his own leg and the leg of the chair.
“Dr. Zellora, may I introduce my student, Mr. Volron Korronos.” Dr. Sozzo said as he gestured to the student in question as he was still flipping through the rulebook to aid Dr. Zellora before she pulled out another chair and put it in front of the student so that only his desk separated them as Dr. Sozzo got up and leaned against a desk, perpendicular to them with the rulebook still in hand.
“So? Do you know why I’m here?” Dr. Zellora asked the student.
“I didn’t break any rules.” Volron insisted.
“Really? That’s the story you’re going to claim and stick to?” She questioned as she raised her eyebrow and fixed him with a look that practically bored through him.
“I didn’t!” Volron insisted.
“Dr. Sozzo?” Dr. Zellora asked as she noticed Dr. Sozzo still was thumbing through The Lotus House rulebook to make sure that there wasn’t any technicality either way.
“So far, no he has not. But I’m only half way through it.” Dr. Sozzo placated.
“Volron, look at me, look into my eyes and really look at me, not at the desk, not at the ceiling, nothing else, look at me.” Dr. Zellora insisted before Volron did so.
“First off, I felt your connection that you had established with Miss Senora. Don’t deny that you made one, because it’s been there for at least a year. Right at the same time you and Miss Senora’s older brother got into this school and in this class together. And because I have telepathic abilities myself I saw how you managed to give yourself certain features that would keep Miss Senora from recognizing you in the waking world. But having a crush on your best friend’s little sister is one thing. What you have done, is sabotage Miss Senora just as she is starting in the program and now cannot get a sexual release without you or her fantasy that you’ve turned yourself into in her head. Now while she is still none the wiser and probably won’t know what you’ve done, you are incubi. And being incubi, yourself, you should know better and be better.” She insisted, her tone, sharp and biting as her features showed just how upset and downright angry she was about this incident because of her own motherly instinct to both educate and protect each of her students, especially the ones who were brand new to The Lotus House before Dr. Sozzo’s tail simply wrapped around hers out of Volron’s view as a way to keep her from going outside of her own professional lines and boundaries, but also let her know that he agreed with her points, but that she needed to handle this situation with care all the same, both physically and telepathically.
“But it’s not fair that all of us cubi’s are held to this super high perfect standard.” Volron practically pouted.
“Dr. Sozzo? Has Mr. Volron had any difficulties in class or his assignments?” She asked as she turned to Dr. Sozzo.
“Nope, so far, he’s gotten practically perfect scores except for the last few weeks, his feedback has been that he’s nervous, anxious and disingenuous.” Dr. Sozzo answered as he continued to look through the rulebook.
“And how was his performance today?” She asked Dr. Sozzo.
“He’s been quite distracted and inattentive.” He answered honestly.
“So your crush is already starting to bite you in the ass.” She surmised to Volron who only flushed harder and looked away guiltily.
“It’s a crush, she’ll learn to get over it.” He murmured quietly.
“But I can sense that you feel that you won’t.” Dr. Sozzo noted calmly and surprisingly gently all the same.
“As can I.” Dr. Zellora readily agreed.
“I just…I need time. Ok? It’s a stupid little crush and it’ll be over soon, practically any time now.” Volron insisted.
“Except when she gets released into the clinical studies. Where she can practice on other students from all the other classes and even other graduates! When she gets to practice on more people than just the students in the classes paired with hers. If this is still going on by then and you two happen to meet in clinics. She will know and she will be mortified, if not gutted, and feel her privacy is and was being invaded. And she will be hurt and betrayed and she may even drop out of the program here at The Lotus House, if not the Bride Program beyond that- altogether. So you need to sever this connection and stop this immediately. The fact that you’ve had this under the radar so to speak for the last year, is frankly, astonishing and a bit of an oversight.” Dr. Zellora said with a meaningful look at Dr. Sozzo who simply nodded in agreement but kept his gaze on the rulebook he was continuing to go through.
“Yes, that was an oversight on my part. I will make sure I’m much more careful and aware of my students so that I may hold them accountable, especially in this very sensitive area.” Dr. Sozzo reassured Dr. Zellora.
“You don’t think I’ve tried?! I’ve tried to cut it off! I’ve tried to quit it, but by the time I knew I had started I was already in the middle and when she reaches out to me and for me, it’s stronger than any other siren’s call ok? I have tried, so hard to resist answering and keeping the connection cut off, and then today…” Volron began to justify before he trailed off as his brain couldn’t decide which words to use to describe his feelings before he took a calming breath.
“I didn’t think having her so close would cause problems. I didn’t think that she’d be here and look as gorgeous as she is in the uniform, something I’ve fantasized for the last year and then when I felt her struggling, I just couldn’t let her fail or make her feel broken because it was her first day and she felt like she was already starting behind everyone else.” Volron confessed as he ran his fingers through his shaggy hair to scratch around where his own horns grew out of his head.
“But you’ve made yourself an unattainable illusion for you both. And you’ve set both of yourselves up for failure.” Dr. Sozzo reminded his student with a soft but still firm look and tone all the same.
“I know. I know. Believe me, now I know that, all too well.” Volron readily admitted before he dragged his hands down his face.
“So what is going to happen, when she meets any number of other students who actually do fit the description you have given yourself in the fantasy that you two share? Don’t you think she is going to have a greater than average transference to them? And won’t their own rejection of her over-enthusiasm hurt her worse than simply failing a simple task in school?” Dr. Zellora asked Volron.
“It will.” Volron readily agreed as she and Dr. Sozzo could see his guilt begin to eat away at him.
“Volron, you are not alone. All of us cubi have both a gift so great it can be a curse. We find a person who we find is our object of desire and affection and immediately want to be that person’s vision of perfection. No matter how we have to twist and contort and distort ourselves to do it. If Miss Senora was another cubi herself. I’m sure she would have figured it out by now. But she��s teifling, which I know are very close in species to us, in fact, besides other cubi, teifling cubi and moura crosses is literally who founded and built The Lotus House to begin with. And I know it’s a daunting task to come to the very place our own ancestors built. And easily excel to the point that we are our own gold standards. And it sucks dead air when we find we’re still imperfect, and we still make mistakes and we still screw up just like everyone else. And sometimes the harder we try, the worse we make it for ourselves.” Dr. Sozzo comforted his student as he closed the book once he reached the end and gave Dr. Zellora a subtle shake of his head that he couldn’t find any technicality in the rulebook that applied to this specific situation, and simply set it down on the desk behind.
“While it is true that there isn’t technically a rule that has been broken, because your class isn’t paired and won’t be paired with Miss Senora’s class, you have still broken the spirit of many of them anyway. Because as you know, in the clinic, that is where all the students of the school will interact with all the other students in the school and because there is no blood relation between you and Miss Senora, there wouldn’t be any rule keeping you two from having sessions together when Miss Senora’s class would be released into the clinic. But what I can do, is still flag you for this incident so that when she does get released into the clinic, she will have the option of taking anyone else but you and those in her own family in the clinic sessions.” Dr. Sozzo leveled before Volron’s eyes got extra large in fear as the panic that gripped his chest was palpable even for Dr. Sozzo and Dr. Zellora.
“Wow. That was quite the reaction.” Dr. Zellora noted as she seemed to swallow down the feeling of instant nausea from anxiety and shake her head to distance herself from the feelings of the student she had been probing only moments before.
“Dr. Zellora, Miss Senora is your student. And she, of course, should get difference in this situation and other situations like this in the future, And considering what has already transpired and what could potentially transpire in the future, I will leave it to you to decide because Miss Senora’s safety, her autonomy, privacy and her own modesty should be the priority in this situation.” Dr. Sozzo put to Dr. Zellora.
“I agree. But I still wish to give Miss Senora the best possible start, while not hindering Mr. Volron’s progress either. So, the way I see it, there are three options. The first, is that today will be the last interference between Mr. Volron and Miss Senora and we simply put a note that should it happen again, it can be flagged in the future. That’s option one. Option two, if you feel you are past the point of keeping yourself from repeating this behavior, we will need to flag you and you will meet with Miss Senora and you will come clean. Because she will need to know what she is also being flagged for something she is innocent of.” Dr. Zellora held up a first and then second finger.
“And option three?” Volron winced.
“The Exit Exam from the Lotus House and expulsion from using it while her class is in the clinic on the off chance that you two would continue to seek each other out. Because she has the potential to be a great and fantastic candidate for the Bride Program if she so wishes to be. But I will not have you ruining her chances and success both here at The Lotus House and the greater Bride Program as a whole over- as you put it “a silly little crush”.” Dr. Zellora stated.
“Option 1 please.” Volron requested.
“It could be worse.” Dr. Sozzo offered.
“Ok. Dr. Sozzo, please put a note in Mr. Volron’s file to keep an eye on this particular situation to be sure that this no longer escalates. And I of course keep my eye and senses on Miss Senora as well. And should we need to revisit this topic, more serious measures will be used and implemented. Up to and including expulsion.” Dr. Zellora dictated before she sat up smoothed out her outfit and gave Dr. Sozzo a nod and a gentle squeeze of his arm as she passed him before she left which Dr. Sozzo simply let out a small breath of relief once she did exit.
“Shit.” Volron slumped in his seat once Dr. Zellora left and held his head in his hands while Dr. Sozza put the book itself back on the shelf it usually sat on as Dr. Sozza smiled bittersweetly to himself.
“How? She could already know and figured it out and her family would hate me and mine over this?” Volron asked.
“Well, that, and you could have done what I did when I was in your shoes when I was your age.” Dr. Sozza muttered before he walked back towards his desk to begin to pack up which perked up Volron’s ears and head to hear it.
“What happened?” Volron asked as he picked up his head and leaned towards his instructor to consider his instructor curiously, because Dr. Sozzo was just as respected and renowned of a professional as Dr. Zellora was.
“I did everything I could to get paired up with my wife in the clinic. Because I was like you, she was the little sister of my best friend. And I went as far as changing myself into the illusion I made myself into- in her dreams because I wanted that ‘I’ve waited for you my whole life, you’re my soul mate and one true love, man of my dreams’ thing. And I got caught red handed. The Principal was my teacher. And he only gave me the second or third option. So, in front of her, I had to show her the real me. And she was mortified, gutted, she felt betrayed but most of all, she was pissed. And I did get expelled.” Dr. Sozzo recounted.
“So..how did you get to be a teacher here then?” Volron asked and that’s when Dr. Sozzo’s smile grew wider, and prouder.
“Once my wife got a chance to take a step back, cool off, and rethink the situation as well as the consequences and the impact of the actions that were made, she came to me and we talked it out and she gave me the chance to come really come clean about everything. And we came to an understanding. And then she made a case for me and fought it - both for and with me to get me back into the school and back into class. And so I could come back and actually get a chance to graduate. Instead of being dropped out and dishonorably discharged and never welcome back on school grounds again. Because by then, she understood how and why I did it. And she was fighting the illusion because she was falling for the real me anyway and when she saw the illusion, her heart and stomach sank and she felt torn and conflicted and she was relieved to see the real me. And relieved that the illusion she was afraid to believe was real, and the real person she had fallen in love with were the same person. She didn’t want the Bride Program and had already made that sentiment known from the start. Because she knew even in primary school that she wanted and was going to be a teacher here, like most cubi in Dorierra are and usually end up being. She used the rulebook and practically rewrote it and then revised it to what we currently have right now. She fought and she won but she literally wrote the rules and chapter about relationships between students and it interfering in the program here at The Lotus House and The Bride Program as a whole because had she been anything other than a cubi herself with her career goals already set that had nothing to do with the Bride Program, it could have been a disaster. Now though, I think she’ll add one because you’re not the first nor will you be the last to go through this. But she saved me and she made it possible for me to redeem myself and re-earn her trust and respect and re-earn everyone else’s trust and respect too. And honestly, in the long run, she also saved my chance to pursue my career. All by loving me and all my flaws and accepting me as I was. And she could still see potential in me and she could see the great potential I had and didn’t feel that all that potential should be lost and wasted because of a mistake. And she didn’t want me throwing away my future just to follow my own desire and love for her. So she made it so that we both won.” Dr. Sozzo praised proudly.
“She must have been one hell of a woman.” Volron mused.
“She always has been and still is and always will be, at least in my book. So, don’t lose hope, kid. If it ends up being more than a crush, the best thing you can do for yourself and for her is to just be honest and upfront about it and not just some of it, but all of it and be as transparent about it. And don’t lose yourself in your own illusion either. Let dreams be dreams, both literal and figurative. But don’t let those get in the way of your reality. And your own future.” Dr. Sozzo sagely advised as he finished packing up.
“Gonna head out?” Dr. Sozzo said as he nodded towards the door.
“Oh! Yeah, sorry. Thanks, for everything. And I’m really happy it worked out for you. I hope you’re both really happy together.” Volron offered.
“Thanks, we are, at least, that’s what she keeps telling me.” Dr. Sozzo grinned as he and Volron left the class before Dr. Sozzo locked up the classroom.
“Who is she by the way? Is she still teaching here? Could I meet her and ask her about it?” Volron asked.
“Yeah, she’s still teaching and she’s still here. But you’ve already met her and kind of talked about it with her. At least officially anyway. Who do you think was just in here with us?” Dr. Sozzo asked as he started to walk towards his wife’s, Dr. Zallora’s classroom as she was just finishing up packing up for the day too.
“Dr. Zallora?!” Volron balked.
“Yeah. So when she was telling you how Miss Senora might feel? She was telling you that from experience. From her experience with me and other experiences we’ve both had as students and teachers ever since. So she’s been in Miss Senora’s shoes too. We’ve been married 54 years this summer. Don’t worry, she never stops fighting for what’s right and still fights for the safety of her students. And trust me, all of us cubi’s no matter the kind, all of us go through this. Some of us just sooner than others.” Dr. Sozzo consoled.
“But if you really, honestly care for Miss Senora, then be honest and come clean anyway, whether you’re told to or not. You might be pleasantly surprised at the outcome because rejection is not the end of the world or the worst thing that can happen. It’s still early and there’s still time to make this right and move on and move forward from here. You’re nowhere near the point of no return.There have been times where this has played out in much worse ways. It’s just that we have to be extra cautious, especially here.” Dr. Sozzo added.
“But just because I sympathize and empathize with you kid, doesn’t mean I’m gonna turn a blind eye. If anything, I get to keeper a closer eye on you than usual. But it’ll be ok, you’ll get through this. It’s a growing pain everyone, especially us cubi’s get to go through. This too can and will pass. Don’t lose heart or courage now. If anything. Fight to stay and actually play by the rules, both by the letter and in the spirit of them too. And don’t try to look for any more loopholes to try to slide and sneak through or corners to cut. Because as you can see, it will all come back to bite you in the ass, both literally and most of all figuratively. The rules are here for a reason. And they’re to protect us. If not from others, especially from ourselves sometimes because ‘young and stupid’ usually does the most damage. You’ll be ok. Go home, think it over, get a good night’s sleep and tomorrow is a new and hopefully better day than today was.” Dr. Sozzo encouraged before he continued on to meet his wife who was just now gathering her stuff and leaving and locking her own classroom before they left hand in hand, each carrying their bags in their other hands, their tails wrapped around the other as their steps soon synced up as Volron simply looked on, sorrowfully wishing he could have the same happiness someday.
He went to leave the building only to see Senora there with her brother, Sullamore, who was chatting up the other girls from the other classes while Senora was still sitting there, going over her new textbook, specifically about cubi’s which made Volron’s gut drop and clench.
“Hey Ron, hey I have a question, do you know of any other gray teiflings in your class that have gold tattoos?” She asked curiously.
“Nope.” Volron shook his head as he ducked his head lower and hoped his shaggy hair hid his burning cheeks.
“Do you know of any student in the school who does? Cause you’re in the clinic right? Is there anyone on the 3’C’s side like that? Or maybe royalty? I wonder if it’s a thing royal tieflings do. I should go to the library.” She insisted as she got up and dusted off her uniform and told her brother she needed to go to the library.
“I’ll walk you there.” Volron volunteered.
“Cool, thanks Bruh.” Amore thanked him.
“No problem.” Volron nodded as he walked back into the school and towards the library with Senora.
“So can I talk to you about school or would that be too weird?” She asked.
“Talk away.” Volron invited.
“You know how you get the same dream over and over again and you can swear it’s real or maybe a premonition or something? Like there are the usual dreams and even nightmares and then there are those other dreams where it’s like ‘this week on this chapter of the saga’ kind of thing?” She asked.
“Yup.” Volon nodded and bit his lips to keep himself from saying much more about it.
“Well I’ve been having one of those dreams that it’s like I’m sharing them with someone else, like they’re so real and everything is so intense and it’s somehow surreal yet, real? Does that make sense? No that doesn’t make any sense. Um…” She chattered as she tried to find the right words.
“No, I get what you mean.” He reassured her.
“Thanks, it seems like you’re the only one who really does. Probably cause you’re incubi huh?” She asked with a fond smile.
“I don’t have to use my cubi stuff to get or understand or know what you’re talking about Nora. Anyone with half a wit or half a brain could keep up. Not that you’re stupid, but it’s…you’re fine. It’s ok, you’re good.” He insisted and before he knew it, his steps had unconsciously synched with hers and his tail was fighting not to twist around hers.
“I know what you mean Ronnie.” She reassured him as she slipped her arm around his as he led the way to the library and suddenly Volron couldn’t take it. He needed to come clean, he thought he could keep up the charade, he really did, but after this afternoon, and after the talk he just had, he knew he was in over his head and like a bandaid, he just needed to rip it off and come clean. Because Nora deserved to know. She was owed that much, from him at least. But by the time he had made up his mind, they were in the library and she left him holding her bag so she could peruse the aisles looking for the royal teifling section and was already pulling books out left and right before she had a whole stack of them in her arms and was carrying them to a table and the last thing Volron wanted was for her to waste hours of her time looking for something that wasn’t there.
“Nora, Nora, Senora!” He finally called to her as she had gone back to the shelves to look for more and pull even more out.
“What?” She asked as she looked at him in a bit of confusion and bewilderment as to why he was suddenly using her full name to get her full attention. He never did that unless he was about to tell her something very serious.
“Don’t…don’t waste your time. I can already tell you that you could read this whole section and you won’t find what you’re looking for.” He told her as he stopped her from getting any more books off the shelves.
“Why? Because you’ve already read all of these?” She asked.
“No, because I already know what you’re looking for, you’re looking for this right?” He asked her as he mentally put the illusion into her head before her face scrunched up in weary confusion.
“That’s not fair. How’d you get in my head to see that like that? Like I didn’t even feel…” She began before she watched as he slowly started to change his physical appearance to mimic the illusion and she dropped her stack of books and her hands went to her face as she gasped as tears came to her eyes.
“Oh gods…you? It’s been you? This whole time? It’s been you putting that in my head?” Senora asked.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I fucked up. I’m sorry. I’ve really, really, really liked you and had the biggest crush on you and then at the end of primary school when Amore and I moved on from Primary to here and I missed you so much and I learned how to do it and then turned my own fantasy into your fantasy and then before I knew it, we were already in the middle and I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry, I thought it was just going to be a quick crush and we’d both get over it and move on and then once that link was made and the more you used it to reach out to me and hte more I answered your call, the stronger it was and then today, today…” His voice cut off from getting thick with emotion.
“You got caught. I…in class, I called to you and you answered me and helped me and got caught.” She realized as her eyes soon began to suck up the tears before they could really fall.
“Yeah, so…that’s why I had to stay behind in class. Because I had to have a talk and get the third degree from my teacher and especially yours.” He admitted.
“So…so what do we do? What can we do?” She asked.
“I got off with a warning but only with the understanding that I sever it for good. And I don’t use it and find a way to keep you from using it too. And that way we can still stay in the classes and get to clinic but now I’m under the microscope. Because I’m cubi so, of course we’re always under the microscope while also being put on a pedestal and expect to be perfect and…” He started to say before she stepped over the books and just hugged him and he couldn’t help but hug her back.
“So why did you choose that illusion?” She asked, her words muffled by his own uniform.
“Because you said Muran Grayson was cute.” He admitted before she snickered a laugh.
“He is, he knows it too, he’s full of himself and has an ego the size of the whole damn Lotus House.” She murmured.
“Why’d you choose that tattoo?” She asked.
“Cause you said you liked the oriental Cisoras cause the food is always awesome and it’s a sea of red and gold.” He answered.
“So you literally just took all my favorite things and tried to make what you thought my picture perfect illusion of the perfect tiefling would be?” She guessed as she lifted her head from his chest and peered up at him curiously, noticing he still had the same gorgeous blue eyes that she had always loved and before she could stop herself, she pushed up to tip toe and met his lips with hers and while her horns still scraped against hers and didn’t as perfectly as they could when in the illusion, it didn’t matter.
She liked him back! She liked him back enough that she initiated it and the link was back and instead of going through the illusion, it was like it was a fog and it got lifted and only got clearer and stronger and now with their close proximity, it was damn near magnetic.
And before they either knew it, he had lifted her up, as she had moved the wrap to her dress like uniform to reveal her sex while he had done the same to join his flesh with hers as he pinned her up to the bookshelf as he seated himself fully into her as she bit his lip hard enough to break skin as his cock has broken her maidenhood for the blood for blood exchange to be equal and while both had hurt, the pleasure such actions caused eclipsed the pain. It was only when she pulled back to suddenly pull in a gasp of air that his mouth finally left hers to trail scorching kisses, licks and nips down the column of her neck only to move her uniform over to reveal her collarbone to leave another bite, equal to the one she had left on his lip that his saliva was already stinging but healing all the same. But the moaning keen he had already becoming addicted to in his dreams was better than it ever was in the dream world because it was real. It was a real sound that she made with her own throat and in response to his minstrations and the pleasure they were giving each other was better than any drug, any candy, any spice, any liquor. Nothing compared to this.
And as much as Volron wanted and needed to hold her up and bulk up and gain strength, he found, his will was finding a way to push his body through this. Because as much as he gave and took from her, the least he felt he could give her, was this. Even if this had to be the one and only and even if this had to be a first and last, it would be worth it.
“Stop thinking like that Ronnie. Just stay with me. Just stay.” Nora murmured into his ear before she playfully nipped at the tip which only caused his hips to jerk and stutter. Because while he had just been released into the clinic and had already paired with everyone else in his own paired classes, it was like this was his first time all over again.
“Get down, before your legs give out.” She cooed and he tried, gods he tried to set them down gently. But his legs practically folded under them and they practically fell in a heap onto each other right there in the hall of the library. Senora snorted a laugh but moved them so he could sit back on the floor against the books himself before she climbed into his lap and picked up right where they had left off as they both appreciated the fact that even while in full uniform, it was made in such a way so that when worn, it would preserve modesty, but with a few key adjustments it could be rearranged to allow easy access to their own and each other’s bodies.
Volron was doing everything in his power to hold on and not cum immediately. He was doing everything he could to give as much pleasure, and love and affection felt like he was practically pouring all of himself into her. Which for cubi, was part of the process, you give to heighten the other’s arousal and intensity- only to pull it back after. But he would not be pulling back any of it. He would simply give, and never take, not from her.
Because of their shared connection, when Senora orgasmed, it was as if this intensely colorful bliss, combined with an explosion of pleasure, like watching a firework explode in the sky before you heard and felt the boom of it in your chest and even then the rest of your body. It was the greatest orgasm yet. Better and greater than any and all they had shared in the dream world, practically combined. And for a small eternity, they simply got to bask in the afterglow as their bodies tensed before they both relaxed against the other’s. As Senora was careful that she laid her head on the part of his upper chest that her horns wouldn’t poke at him but wrapped her arms around his bare chest so that their hearts could beat together while she held onto the mental connection like a lifeline and just as strongly as she was continuing to hold onto him and frankly, just as hard as he was holding onto her.
“Nora, I was told that we can’t do..what we just did, anymore. That if we do. We both would get flagged in the clinic, or if push came to shove, I could get kicked out entirely.” Volron softly murmured.
“Are we breaking any of the rules now?” She asked before she lifted her head to consider him curiously.
“No. while technically we’re not breaking any, we’re breaking the spirit of a lot of them.”
“Because you’re cubi and I’m a moura teifling and moura cubi hybrid and there’s rules about cubi and cubi hybrids.” She finished.
“Yeah, and the fact that this has been going on for as long as it has and it’s affecting us here.” He stated.
“Ah. And let me guess, Dr. Zellora didn’t want my future in The Bride Program compromised.” Senora concluded.
“Yeah.”
“Well it won’t.” Senora insisted with a reassuring smile.
“Please don’t tell me you’re gonna drop out of it just because of me, most families bank on it.” Volron pleaded.
“Nope. Don’t worry about it. And don’t worry about me or my future in the Bride Program or breaking any rules or anything like that ok? If we have to keep it quiet at school then we will. Don’t let me hold you back or get you expelled ok? There’s no rules about who we get to do our homework out of school with, right?” She asked with a scheming smile.
“But I want to play by the rules, both by the letter and the spirit and I don’t want this to bite us in the ass like it did to me today.” Volron urged her.
“It won’t. We can be careful. Do I need to bite it myself to help it feel better? Which cheek did they get you in?” She licentiously teased.
“Gods you’re too perfect. You’re going to be the death of me.” Volron said.
“Maybe, the year is just starting for me. And while you only have two more. And I have three, this is just the beginning. We’ll see where and how it takes us. Wherever that may be. But we’ll have fun along the way. I know we will.” She reassured him before she gave him one last sweet kiss before they got untangled and regrouped before he helped her put the books back into their proper places before they left the library and he walked her home.
“Hey, did you guys find what you were looking for?” Amore asked.
“Yup. I had some homework in future classes I wanted to get a head start on. So Ronnie offered to help me with my homework, since he’s the pro right?” Senora smiled happily.
“Cool, cool.” Amore nodded before he put a hand on his friends shoulder.
“Homework is one thing and school work is another. And I know you’ve always liked her, but you break her heart, I break your tail off.” Amore threatened in his ear but because of the connection, Senora’s body stood straight before her ears laid back angrily before she turned on her heel and got in your brother’s face.
“You break his tail, I cut your dick off. He may be your friend- but he’s my friend too. He agreed to be my study partner when I asked. The rules state that older students are allowed to assist younger students when the younger students reach out to them. Which I did. I’m allowed to have those and choose the person I’m most comfortable with and for me and for right now and the near future- that’s Volron. I know you’re my big brother but if you can have sex and fuck into oblivion all of my friends at The Lotus House. So can I, right? Because it’s The Lotus House, the rules are different there and we are still going to follow and respect the rules. I graduated out of primary school and got cleared and accepted into The Lotus House School of Sexual Education- the same as you. I may be a year behind because of our natural age gap. But this is perfectly fine, acceptable and reasonable. And I would think you of all people would be happy and relieved I asked Volron and not just anyone else right? I could have asked Xorrax.” She put to her elder brother defiantly as Volron was pleasantly surprised to see and feel how protective she was over him and of their relationship and connection.
“Woah, woah, woah.” Both Volran and Amore began to argue because Xorrax practically lived at The Lotus House’s clinic and had graduated two years ago but was basically the resident incubus in the clinic and always loved to fuck his way through every new girl who got released in the clinic.
The next morning, Senora got into class early and discussed with Dr. Zellora about the situation and her feelings as well as her goals and aspirations of not being in the Bride Program. But actually wanting to be a teacher here, just like Dr. Zellora was. Specifically a counselor just for the growing tiefling and cubi hybrids. And that she knew about the connection she had with Volron and didn’t realize that it was breaking the spirit of any of the rules nor any other rule in the rulebook. And understood why Dr. Zellora was of course- weary and protective of her since Senora was still her student. But that such a thing should not cause any problems or concerns for either her or Volron in the future and if they needed to abstain from using their special relationship and special connection while at school, they could and would, for the sake of the others both in the school and the program and curriculum, and especially the staff. And that while Senora had been excited and eager to join The Lotus House, she was also anxious and it was Volran who assured her and reassured her that she would be ok and that that was when they set up the link, more for her anxiety than anything else and it had helped and then of course grew naturally and encompassed more from there. But that it was her reaching out and using it, and he had simply sympathized. But she did not mean to get him in trouble and did not mean to break either any specific rule or any spirit of the rules and agreed that they were there for protection, and to keep the students safe. And that she felt perfectly safe and protected and trusted Volron not to use or abuse such a relationship or trust. And that she had followed the rule of seeking him out, since he was a senior class member, and that he was definitely not preying on her or any other younger class member for that matter. And that since she was a tiefling and cubi hybrid herself, even though she physically leaned more to the tiefling side than the cubi side, her mind was closer to cubi and that���s why that link was there and so strong.
Dr. Zellora could sense her sincerity and her earnestness to both be clear, yet keep herself and Volron out of trouble and on the good side of the rulebook.
“We’ll I just didn’t want you to feel that your privacy was invaded or that you were being taken advantage of.” Dr. Zellora offered.
“No, never.” Senora offered.
“Then I’ll have the note removed and not have either of you flagged once you gain entrance into the clinic.” Dr. Zellora smiled with a nod.
“Thank you. And while I won’t be pursuing the Bride Program. I still wouldn’t want to jeapordize any career either of us could have outside of it.” Senora offered.
“No, of course not. And I completely understand and empathize and sympathize.” Dr. Zellora offered.
“I know you do. And it helps. It really does. I think the next three years are going to be the best years of my education yet.” Senora beamed happily.
“I’m sure they will be. I can’t wait to see how you continue to grow, blossom and grow.” Dr. Zellora encouraged.
“Me either.” Senora smiled happily before the other students started to file in for the class that day.
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