Chapter 28 Sex academy1
Sienna's pov
The massive iron gates of the Sex and Lust Academy towered over me. They were shaped like tangled bodies, glowing with a soft, pulsing yellow light. I had waited seven months for this. I had written letters, sent photos, done videos, and begged for a chance. And finally, the golden envelope had arrived. I was in.
I stepped into the small, dark stone office just inside the gate. Behind a massive desk sat a man who looked like he was made of stone. The sign on his table stated that he was the registrar.
Mr. William. He wore a sharp black suit and looked incredibly serious.
I placed my folder on the desk. My hands were shaking. "Sienna Delore, sir. Reporting for enrollment."
He didn't look up. He reached for my files and flipped through them with cold, calculating eyes. "Sienna. Seven months of nagging letters. You certainly are persistent." He stopped on a specific page and tapped it with his long, thick finger.
"I see your record. You claim to have lasted five hours in a single session last summer?" he asked, still not looking up.
I blushed, nodding quickly. "Yes, sir. I’ve been training. I want to be the best."
William let out a dry, harsh laugh as he looked up. "Five hours? In this Academy, five hours is a warm-up. It’s barely a lunch break. You are a beginner, Sienna. A child playing at being a woman. But," he sighed, leaning back, "persistence counts for something. We are accepting you on a trial basis."
He slid a small, heavy book across the table. It was bound in black leather. "The Golden Rules. Read them. Memorize them. If you break one, the punishment is... physical, and it's severe."
I opened the book. My eyes widened as I read the ten rules:
1\. Complete Nakedness: No clothes are allowed inside the Academy. Fabrics hide the truth.
2\. No Refusals: If anyone—student or staff—asks for your body, you must give it.
3\. The Dorms are Public: There is no privacy in the sleeping quarters.
4\. No Solo Play: Masturbation is a waste. You must always have a partner watching or helping. Don't be greedy with your pleasure.
5\. Gender Fluidity: Everyone fucks everyone. There is no room for labels here.
6\. Punctuality: Be on time for class or serve as the classroom’s "furniture."
7\. The Tithe: You must achieve climax at least ten times a day to maintain your energy.
8\. No Consensuality: No sex in the Academy is considered rape.
9\. Vocalize: Silence is forbidden. If it feels good, the whole hallway should know.
10\. The Gatekeeper’s Right: No female student enters the grounds until the Male Registrar has tested her capacity personally.
I swallowed hard. "The Gatekeeper's Right?" I whispered, barely audible, but he heard it.
William stood up. He was much taller than I expected.
He walked around the desk, his presence filling the tiny office.
"Rules are rules, Sienna. I don’t let faulty equipment into my school. If I don't like what I feel, you go home right now. No second chances."
He gestured to the floor. "The clothes. Now."
I didn't hesitate. I had wanted this for too long, and I couldn't mess it up. I reached for the zipper of my dress and let it fall.
Then my bra. Then my lace panties. I stood there, completely naked in the dim light of the office. The cold air hit my skin, and my nipples turned into hard beads. William’s eyes weren't cold anymore. They were dark and hungry. They lingered on my breasts, then traveled down to my trimmed black hair in-between my thighs.
"You have a nice shape," he murmured. "But let’s see if you can handle a real man. Bend over that couch."
He pointed to a black leather sofa against the wall. I walked over, my heart thumping against my ribs. I felt exposed and vulnerable, but also incredibly excited. I gripped the cool leather of the armrest and bent forward, sticking my ass up in the air.
I heard the sound of a zipper. Then, the rustle of fabric.
"Look at me, Sienna," William commanded.
I turned my head. He had dropped his pants.
Fuck!
His cock was huge—so fucking huge. Dark, thick, and pulsing with veins. It looked twice as big as anything I had ever seen. I gasped, my pussy already starting to ache and leak.
"You're wet already," he noted, a low growl. He stepped behind me and pressed the hot, smooth head of his dick against my opening.
"Please, sir," I whispered, small, even if I didn't know why.
"Don't beg. Just take it."
He pushed in.
"AHHHHHHH!" The scream tore out of my throat as he slid halfway inside me in one go. It felt like I was being split in two.
He was so thick he stretched my walls to the absolute limit. I felt my muscles straining to accommodate him.
"Quiet," he hissed, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back. "Rule number nine. I want to hear pleasure, not a struggle. Do you like being filled by your Registrar, student?"
"Yes... oh god, yes!" I sobbed. Even if I wasn't liking the feeling yet, I started to move my hips to pull him deeper. He was so deep inside me that every time he breathed, I felt it in my core.
He didn't wait for me to get used to him. He started to fuck me with a brutal, steady rhythm.
The sound of his pelvis hitting my ass filled the room. The couch was sliding across the floor with every thrust.
“Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh….. nng nng nng nng yess oooh ohhh ohhh mnnnn Yesss Yesss.”
"You're tight," he gritted out, his hands digging into my hips, leaving marks. "So fucking tight. It’s like you’ve never been touched before. Is this what five hours feels like? Because I’m just getting started."
"More! Please, harder! Sir, harder!" I wailed. I wanted to prove I belonged at the Academy.
He flipped me over on the couch so I was on my back, my legs thrown over his shoulders. This angle allowed him to go even deeper.
He hit my cervix with every slam, a deep pressure that made my toes curl. I watched him as he worked, his face twisted in pure lust. He was a professional, but I was making him lose his cool.
"Ahhh yess, Sir… ohhh yess ooohhh."
"Look at you," he panted, his eyes locked on mine. "Look how your pussy is swallowing me. You’re a natural, Sienna. A natural-born slut."
"I'm your slut, Sir! I am. Yourrrrr ahhhh ooohhhh. Ahhh Yesss ooohh. Siiirrrr oooohhh." I screamed as I felt the first wave of a climax starting to build.
It was like a wave crashing over me. My walls started to spasm, clamping down on his thick length. "I'm... Cu…..m ... AHHHH!"
I exploded, not finishing my statement. My back arched off the couch, and I let out a long, jagged shriek that must have been heard all the way at the main gates.
William didn't stop. He leaned forward, his sweat dripping onto my chest. He increased his speed, his thrusts becoming short, violent, and desperate.
Shit! He cursed loudly as he hit his own peak.
I felt a massive, hot flood of him filling me up, stretching me even further as he dumped his load deep inside my womb.
We stayed like that for a long time, both of us gasping for air. The office was silent, except for the sound of our racing hearts. William slowly pulled out. I watched as his cum started to leak out of me, running down the black leather of the couch.
He stood up and wiped his brow. He looked back down at me, and for the first time, there was a tiny hint of a smile on his face.
"Welcome to the Sex and Lust Academy, Sienna," he said, reaching for a stamp on his desk. He grabbed my inner thigh and pressed the stamp down hard. It burned for a second, but it left a glowing red 'A' on my skin. "You passed. Go outside, someone is waiting. He will take you to your dorm."
“Thank you, sir.”
“And Sienna?"
"Yes, sir?" I asked, still shaking.
"I expect to see you in my office for a 'progress report' every Friday. Don't be late."
I stood up, my legs feeling like jelly, a trail of the Registrar still dripping down my leg. I had finally made it. I was a student of the most dangerous school in the world.