Chapter 3: Education, Domination
Blake's eyes fluttered open. When she saw the ceiling, a headache smashed into her consciousness like a nutcracker. Her literal nuts also felt strained, a sore reminder.
"You're awake. Are you alright, Miss Belladonna?"
Blake saw Goodwitch stand near her bed. She desired to kill, violate the person who attacked her during mating time. However, she restrained herself. When ready, she asked, "Professor? Are we in the nurse's office?"
"Indeed." The teacher waved her hand to show her student the white room. Beds and curtains on wheels were on tiled floors near cabinets full of colorful bottles - medical supplies. "I brought you here after you experienced an…episode. Miss Rose was kind enough to change you into fresh clothes."
"Ruby?" Blake realized her teammate was not present. She rubbed her eyes after her regret settled in. "She still helped me despite what happened. I remember all of it, but I couldn't…I didn't mean to hurt her."
The Faunus caught a whiff of herbal leaves. She opened her eyes to see Goodwitch offer her tea on a china plate. With, "Thanks," she accepted the item to take a sip of the warm liquid.
"It is no surprise, your body chemistry has changed. It is a surprise to see you, a student, have this condition." Goodwitch snapped her fingers to make the teapot and cups float back to a table – her use of telekinesis. "As one infected, you deserve to understand what is truly going on. It is also why I have sent Miss Rose away since this information is not for all ears to receive."
Blake tried to see the deeper meaning behind the professor's comment. This suspicion became moot after heat passed through her veins. In fear, she waited for the effect to fade away. "And I'm sure you have an explanation, professor. To be honest, all I knew was why I suddenly gained the parts defining the best and worst parts of a man."
"And you could have only discovered this from the internet, library, even the fantasies described by the stories describing the best of forbidden pleasures." Goodwitch crossed her arms across chest filled with breasts Blake found to be shapely and supple. "I'm aware you were quite fond of such stories. The library expressed concerns for why you made frequent visits to the adult section."
Blake covered her face, her cheeks' blush. The teacher didn't seem to care as she droned, "It's also clear you have underestimated the severity of your condition. In fact, you must see this is more than having the male sex organ when the altered portion of your Faunus DNA plays the largest role here as it did with others."
The last part of the lecture didn't interest the listener at all. And a second rush of warm feelings stressed the young Faunus. "Thank you for the review," she snapped. "I'll be sure to take the test that comes after you improve the school's curriculum."
"Someday, we may have to consider teaching this for the sake of a future age." Goodwitch's reply confused the brunette on whether or not she was joking or being serious. "And I was building up to the reveal where you have a faster…breeding cycle than most of your kin. Then there are the physical improvements: it always helps to have a better body for physical intimacy."
Blake remained silent because she finally found some information worth listening to.
"If you recall, you experienced a moment of enhanced strength and lasting endurance. It was also during our confrontation where the output of your Aura has increased." Goodwitch made it look as if she was scratching her stomach, but Blake knew better since she punched the same spot earlier. "Of course, all of such traits only happened after you underwent the berserk behavior."
"Berserk, that's what you call it?" Blake remembered she attacked the professor, who played the role of defender. She couldn't believe such lack of control so much, she denied, "I never lose it like this. Lack of sleep or stress; there has to be another explanation for this."
To the Faunus's chagrin, the professor shook her head. "No, Miss Belladonna, it is not. Unless you intentionally assaulted Miss Rose, this frenzy behavior is the only label to deem you innocent. And most important of all, this will happen, perhaps more often than it is under your control."
Blake remembered her leader's expression of agony. She despised how this image also titillated her 'freak' side.
"And by medical records, these signs were also common amongst the previous victims of Eugenes."
Blake's guilt about Ruby almost made her miss a key word. "Eugenes? The name doesn't sound familiar."
"Clearly because it is not meant to be common knowledge. Would you mind another boring lecture?" Goodwitch's scowl made it clear she caught Blake's earlier sarcasm. When there was no retort, the teacher began to undo the bands in her hair.
"This title is the true name of your condition, yet many lack the interest to care while the few fear its complications." When the professor finished her hair bands, she swung her head around. The flow of golden hair appeared beautiful, sexy enough to leave Blake's heart pounding in her chest.
"Because Eugenics was not a product of Remnant's natural order, but science concocted by your very race."
Despite her surprise, Blake retained a calm expression. "Why would they do such a thing? Was this some terrible lab experiment from the previous war?"
The professor shook her head while her hands fiddled with her purple skirt. "Highly unlikely because those of your species became affected before such a time. It is odd to believe reproduction was a concern, not when the mythical branch of Faunus has also been a tampered experiment."
Blake remembered details of a Faunus group that was different from theirs. Minotaurs, phoenixes, and lycans; all were fantastic creatures who symbolized the rise and downfall of the Faunus heritage.
"But why would you tell me this?" The cat Faunus felt a sudden warmth pool into the length of her growing cock. Embarrassed, she closed her legs as her breathing became hot and shallow. When she looked up at Goodwitch, she discovered her teacher had taken off her skirt and part of her buttoned, white blouse.
"It is your responsibility to understand this condition, all of the faults and…perks it may bring." The professor stripped off her top to show her large chest tightly covered by a lacy black bra. Blake felt surprisingly pleased to see this and the panty, clothing worn by sluts or the sexually depraved.
"But as you lack the knowledge, it is my duty to ensure you obtain it along with the correct temperament."
Blake's eyes became wide from the disbelief that a teacher, an older blonde, was about to participate in a physical manifestation of sexual education. While the half-naked form was evidence enough, the Faunus looked down at her empty cup to make an epiphany.
"You drugged me?"
"For the sake of a timely end to your training and satisfaction." Goodwitch took off her glasses and bit one end. Blake found this too erotic; she felt pre-cum soak a spot on her pants.
While the dickgirl breathed to control her leak, she realized her hands were bound by an invisible force. When the same happened to her feet, Blake saw the professor gaze at her with glowing eyes.
Goodwitch used her Semblance to create the restraints. This entrapment frustrated the Faunus prisoner. Her growing lust didn't help, especially when she realized the freedom to ravage the older broad's body was taken away.
"Wh-why?" Blake grunted. "Why would you do this?"
"Because you can hardly control your desires. If you did, then you would not have relied on a junior of two years younger to satisfy such urges, much less resort to rape."
An image of Ruby's contorted face made the Faunus remember self-control. She managed to reduce her struggle into tiny shakes. What she didn't expect was for an invisible hand to undo her clothes until her underwear and its covered bulge came into view.
"Exposure and imagery, an experience appropriate for your training." Glynda twerked her hand to rip off her student's wet underwear. Blake gasped as she felt her dick spring free so it could ooze sweat, cum, and a raw odor.
When the professor sat on the bed, Blake swore she was about to have a heart attack. Her breath hitched after the woman's nails lightly grazed the underside of her rod-shaped babymaker. Several repeats made the inner muscles contract. When the cum shot out, Goodwitch blocked the entrance with her hands to catch the white goo.
"And that is your first launch. How much more are you able to produce?"
"I-I don't know." Blake moaned after her older sex partner gripped her penis and pumped it. The hands became slick and fast thanks to the coat of white semen. The Faunus squirmed a bit before she humped against her teacher's grip. Several gasps and a scream later, the dickgirl fired another string of cum.
Goodwitch swerved her head to avoid the gooey rope. She then raised her glowing hand to catch the semen mid-air with her ability and shape it into a sphere.
"Mediocre stamina." The professor willed the floating semen ball to approach her. She opened her mouth to slowly drink Blake's essence. In one gulp, she finished with a lick of her lips. "And I taste tuna. Consuming fruit should change the taste. Your future partners would appreciate it."
Blake was on the brink of insanity. She wanted to lick the teacher's breasts, tease the hairy muff, and fuck the blonde until those luscious lips screamed her name – 'Daddy Blake!' Unfortunately, she only fantasized no thanks to her invisible restraints.
"With fellatio done, let us move to the next step." Goodwitch swung her legs over her student's thighs. She straddled Blake so her head was higher than the other's. The older woman dipped down to have her lips draw close to the Faunus, who has reached a dangerous point of her hysteria.
"I'll bite your tongue off." Blake jerked forward only to feel her mouth close shut. She couldn't open it right as Goodwitch yanked on the ends of her dark hair from behind to raise her chin high.
"Unwise, Miss Belladonna." The professor placed her tongue at the base of the younger girl's neck. When she licked a trail from there to the chin, Blake shivered and elicited a submissive groan. "But again, understandable. After all, this is when you have transformed into a naughty dirty beast driven by the desire to fuck."
Blake noticed the professor's change in tone. She lost her train of thought after the dominatrix plunged a hand between her thighs to stretch out her eight-inch cock.
"Impressive size, even the girth is stunning." Goodwitch made her point with a squeeze; her hand widened to its limit when grabbing the meat pole. "But you should learn how to control the size. Did you know it is possible for this to reach at most a foot long?"
The Faunus nodded; she figured since her cock reached ten inches before. When the teacher slapped her cock, Blake relied on her nose to take deep breaths.
"That is for trying to bite me; punishment is in session." Goodwitch shoved down her student's shirt neckline until breasts popped out into full view. After standing up, she levitated her riding crop into hand, then used it to whip the flesh orbs. No matter how many muffled cries Blake gave, the woman did not stop until the skin was marked with red streaks.
When the torture stopped, the Faunus whimpered through her nose. She groaned after her tormentor rubbed her breasts and pulled on her nipples.
"Final evaluation: you truly are a danger to your fellow peers." Goodwitch got on her knees and crawled backwards until her chest was above Blake's standing penis. She took off her bra to let her breasts spill out, double-ds galore. "While there is one more step to complete, I can already see how it will end."
The teacher cupped her breasts to make them wrap around Blake's penis. The wrap of warm skin, the pressure, caused the Faunus to shake her hips to find some stimulation. When she met resistance, she humped harder while her muffled cries echoed throughout the room.
Blake realized the invisible tape on her mouth disappeared. Insane, she pleaded, "Please make me cum. I can't take it! I have to let it out!" The Faunus's eyes bulged after she felt an invisible force grab her balls.
"Then do you agree this must be done?" Goodwitch pushed with her breasts so Blake could feel little to no stimulation. Her Semblance helped provide the pain that ruined the vibe of the dickgirl's libido. "For the sake of your standing as a student and team member, you must master this weapon. Will you undergo this training?"
"I will!" Blake surrendered with her entire soul, one half conscious and the other horny for release. "I will, so please, please let me cum!"
The Faunus humped once to feel her cock glide through the cleavage. Overjoyed by the pleasure, she pulled back and forth. Her cock's pre-cum lubricated the space between the luscious breasts. Goodwitch cooperated with her own movements, hop into each of Blake's thrusts.
"I'm almost there." The Faunus grunted after Goodwitch lowered her head to lick the tip of her penis. "Professor, it's here! Oh fuck, oh Dust, I'm cumming!"
"Then release it." The older woman pushed down her breasts to the cock's base. She lowered her head to swallow the length, down into her throat. The warm wetness surprised Blake enough to make her balls contract and her hips rise until she raised half of Goodwitch's body.
When Blake screamed in ecstasy, she shot her jar-load of cum. As she felt her essence flood out, she witnessed the professor take large gulps and breaths to devour the given load. The Faunus felt a different emotion for the professor. She wasn't sure why the sight of cum-guzzling created this spark, but she felt it was different from the lust of her eccentric trait.
"I managed to swallow it all." Goodwitch took one final gulp before she opened her mouth to let out her tongue. This slutty image and the scent of her stink made Blake horny again. Her flaccid dick responded in kind: wobbled up and smacked the teacher's cheek. When the penis head dropped, it trailed a string of semen.
Before Blake could apologize, she gasped after the professor snatched her penis. She didn't expect her sex partner to tap the meat pole onto her tongue. This act almost topped the cum guzzling; the Faunus felt her energy return for another go.
"Several times and you still hold so much vigor." Goodwitch stood up on the bed and pulled down her pants. This allowed Blake to behold the sight of a vagina, a camel toe lined with blonde tufts of hair. "Would you like to have this now? Would you like to reach the end of this and impregnate me with your child?"
The teacher's imagery urged Blake to nod her head. In her eagerness, Goodwitch slapped her cheek. Bewildered one second, she then became enraged.
"You failed again, Miss Belladonna. You are much worse than a desperate virgin." Goodwitch picked up her riding crop before she struck the student's breasts several times. When she finished making the stinging marks, she hopped off of the bed.
"But today is the first day. We have only just begun; so many days before we truly see any progress made."
Blake widened her eyes after she saw a red sphere land in Goodwitch's hand. "What is that?"
"A ball gag." The teacher stretched her object's black straps in different directions to display the object in its glory. "I cannot hold your mouth forever and those fangs may reach me if I'm not careful."
When the student opened her mouth to object, the ball gag flew between her lips. She couldn't spit it out in time before the straps wrapped around her head. The sudden insertion forced her to gag. Without closed lips, she couldn't stop the escape of her drool. The constrained Blake could do nothing when the older woman slapped her all over, from breasts to face. The increase in pain uncovered some pleasure - each slap jolted her nerves.
When the smacks stopped coming, Blake's spittle ran out of her mouth like a glitstening stream. Her body felt sore from the red marks of her torture. She struggled to raise her head and see Goodwitch, a woman who sported a sadistic smile.
"And there is one more lesson to gain from this. Would you like to share a guess?"
As her limbs were still bound, the Faunus couldn't even tell the woman to go fuck herself in any way. The lack of the offensive gesture did not stop Goodwitch from grabbing her hair and pulling it back until their eyes met.
"The lesson, Blake, is before you can make a bitch, you will experience what it is like to be one."
When the professor licked her ball gag and lips, Blake shivered from the pleasure and fear. After the riding crop struck her penis, Goodwitch finished, "And as my bitch, you will learn to address me as your Mother. Now let's continue. This time, you'll learn how to accept all sorts of objects through the backdoor."