Awkward Education

Later, the same day, Rena knocked on the door of the bathroom.

"Ara, are you still there?" she asked as she opened the door.

The elf found her half-asleep in the bathtub, lying on its edge, water filling it to the brim. After a few -a lot of few- moments Ara noticed someone had walked in and snapped back to complete awakeness, her ears twitching a couple of times.

"Oh, uh, hi Rena" she said.

"Are you alright? Since, you know, that"

"I've had worse experiences, d-don't worry about that"

That's now how you make someone not worry she thought.

Ara sounded a bit nervous, but the elf guessed it was due to her work. She had a brief talk with Oberon earlier and he told her how things went, but she still wanted to hear that Ara was fine from Ara herself, just to be sure.

"Oberon is about to prepare dinner" she then said as she started undressing.

Ara gulped. Were Rena to get into the bathtub, she'd have surely seen the chastity belt.

"Maybe it's better if you get out, or I doubt you'll manage to dry your tails before dinner. And..." she commented while looking at Ara's clothes "... where are your panties?"

"They tore! During the, uh, the session!" she almost shouted, startling Rena.

"Well... alright then..."

It seemed a bit weird that Oberon hadn't told her about it, since he described her almost every little detail of the scene. Or rather that's what he was going to do, but she did interrupt him when she realized he was going for a complete and accurate description instead of a summary. Then, much to Ara's relief, she headed to the shower. Shortly after she had gotten in, Ara stood up, walked out of the bathtub and quickly put on her bathrobe. It wasn't too comfortable since there was no hole for her tails, in all honesty. She then dried herself, at least enough to not leave too many droplets behind her as she walked out of the bathroom and to the kitchen. As Rena had said, Oberon was there.

"Do you need something?" he asked.

"I'd have a favor to ask you"

"I'm listening"

"Could you not talk about the belt to Rena?"

She really wasn't sure he'd mention it to her, but she wasn't sure he he wouldn't do it either.

"I can"

"Thanks" she replied as she took a breath of relief.

"Since you're already here" he said then "Do you want to try making dinner? You asked me to teach you but I have done nothing in that regard so far"

"Oh, well... sure"

A while later, Rena walked into the kitchen while holding her nose close with one hand.

"Is something bur... nin... ... Ara?" she asked as she looked at the sorry state the kitchen top was in, with remnants of what probably used to be food scattered everywhere.

"I'm sorry..." she said to both her and Oberon, her head, tails and ears all lowered.

"I'm amazed" he commented "Probably for the wrong reasons though"

"Ugh..."

Somewhat hesitantly, Rena sat down. She wasn't sure she was going to eat anything -everyone in their group knew of Ara's cooking skills- and as her mind tried to remember what was in the fridge -for a late snack- Oberon put two dishes in front of her. One was a... well, one was her dinner. The other was probably supposed to be the same thing, only it was clear who was behind that dish. Had anyone else done that, Rena would have at least looked at them the wrong way for putting her in that situation, but given her opinion of Oberon she considered getting angry at him meaningless. As for Ara, she had two plates in front of her as well. Oberon too, surprisingly.

"So, let's eat" Rena said, hiding her nervousness as she took a bite out of Ara's dish.

Next thing she knew was that she had emptied a bottle of water and took a literal handful of sugar in her mouth to try and neuter the taste.

"I'm sorry Ara" she said after a short while, almost crying due to the excessively spicy aftertaste "But I... don't think I can eat this" she told her before grabbing another bottle of water.

"D-don't worry, I know I'm not good at this..." she replied, a bit depressed.

As for Ara herself, she did eat what she had cooked, though her face clearly showed she didn't really like the taste. Oberon, on his part, finished both the one he had made and Ara's, a neutral expression on his face.

"This might be... harder than I had first thought" he commented.

Ara sighed. Twice.

"So, the food distracted me but... why are you still in your bathrobe?" the elf asked then.

"... eh?"

She looked down and noticed she had forgotten to change into her clothes. On top of that, the belt of the robe had come loose, leaving her chest almost exposed.

"Ah... ah..."

Then she sprinted away to the bathroom to get dressed.

This is so like Ara Rena thought, happy to see that she hadn't changed.

The next day went by uneventfully. With nothing else to do, Ara spent her afternoons taking cooking lessons -when Oberon didn't have other commitments- though Rena was thanfully spared from sampling the results of her trials and errors. Mostly errors. One of the first things Oberon did was a check on Ara's taste buds because he had an hard time believing someone could mess up a dish's taste so much without some sort of physical problem, but apparently there was nothing wrong with them. He was quite amazed at how easily she could eat food she knew and recognized to taste bad. The most noticeable difference, anyway, was that he had started eating with them, if only to test Ara's progress. It left the other two residents of the menagerie a bit startled at first -especially Rena- but they got used to it quickly enough. In the morning and after dinner Ara spent some time searching for the plug, but apparently she had lost is as she couldn't find it anywhere and she couldn't bring herself to ask Oberon. Had she not tried anal masturbation -with overall disappointing results- she would have probably lost more than just one tail, and she wouldn't even have bashed her head against the wall for having done that in the first place. The following day, at lunch, Oberon gave her a red pill -or candy?- right before lunch.

"What's this?"

"A tonic. It will help with the cold"

"What cold?"

"During today's session. It's better if you take it before eating"

"... alright..."

She gulped it down. It tasted... it really didn't taste like anything. Then she asked something.

"S... say, about the plug..."

"You want another?"

"N-no!"

A few seconds later Rena opened the door and walked in.

"What were you talking about?" she asked.

"Equipment" Oberon replied. The elf looked at Ara, a bit confused, but she simply averted her gaze, her cheeks somewhat red, her tail waving a bit behind her.

"Equipment, you say..."

Ara's expression persuaded her to drop the topic. Later, after lunch, the three of them went to the elevator, and from there to the fourth room of the seventh floor. Hanging on the door, however, were two heavy, white overcoats, long enough to cover someone all the way to the knees.

"Could you go ahead and see if they're all in the den?" Oberon asked Rena while she was putting one of the coats on.

"Sure" she replied before going, leaving them behind.

""All"?" Ara asked.

He handed her the other coat. As for himself, insensitivity to cold was one of the perks of not being made of flesh. And having an anti-freezing system incorporated.

"All"

Ara wondered if he had sent Rena off ahead because of her request about the belt. They walked into the antechamber, which was -as expected- cold, the kind of temperature one would expect in autumn, and there were quite a few fridges there. As usual, he handed her the key and she took off the belt. Truth be told, at first she had thought about going back out to remove it since undressing there would have been somewhat chilling, but apparently the tonic was more effective than she had expected, to the point she was almost wondering if she really had to keep the overcoat on. Her coat would have probably been enough, but she decided to keep both on anyway at the moment. Then, after having put the belt away and before walking in, he handed her something else. A gag, one made to muffle sounds. Ara froze for a moment.

"... do I... really have to?"

"No, if you can keep your voice down. To make sure you don't scare the little ones. That might be dangerous"

Ara thought about it for a short while, then took it in her hands while sighing.

"So... do you mind giving me any sort of information about what's behind that door?"

A brief silent.

"I... guess I do, after all"

"What?"

"We should get going, or Rena might wonder why we're taking so long"

"We... I think we need to talk about this later" she said before unwillingly putting the gag on. She could breathe just fine through it, but when she tried to say something -just to test it- her voice turned out to be hardly audible, as if she was whispering softly.

And then they walked into the dome, finding themselves in what strongly resembled a tundra, covered for the most part in snow. Rather than a flat land, however, the place was an hill. They started walking, following Rena's -hardly visible- footprints in the thin snow, and soon after they reached the elf, who was also walking towards them.

"So?"

"They're there"

Then Rena looked at Ara.

"... why are you gagged?" she asked, but after thinking about it for a few moments she took that back by adding "... actually, I think I know"

Ara seemed to let out a small sigh, though it was hard to tell what that muffled sound really was. Then they walked for a while more, until they reached an hole on the side of the hill, near the top. It was large enough for a person to get in, but only if crouching.

"I'll... wait somewhere else" Rena said. She wasn't sure she wanted to leave Ara there by herself -sort of- but she knew her presence wouldn't have made things easier for her either.

They waited for the elf to have gone some distance, then Ara turned to the hole.

"It's bigger on the inside" Oberon told Ara. That was a relief.

She took a long, deep breath, then walked in, followed by Oberon. The inside was indeed larger, and surprisingly so. Ara opened her coat as it felt warmer there than it did outside. The size was around that of a small room, with the right half of it -including the entrance- being on a lower level than the rest, the height difference being enough to sit on it rather comfortably, though it was less than half the height of a normal chair. There was a rather large pile of snow in a corner, and the red stains on it -as well as the smell- probably meant either dinner or what was left of lunch was hidden there. And then there were them. The general shape was that of a feline, and the largest one was around as big as a tiger, a rather small one at that. It had six blue eyes, silvery fur with light blue shades here and there, a tail which split in two at half of its length, large ears and a fang noticeably larger than the others on each pawn. And six legs. Lastly, its fur seemed to be covered in a spiky layer of ice, though Ara wouldn't have bet on that really being ice. The other two looked mostly the same, the main difference being that they were far smaller, not to the point of being cubs but still. Assuming the big one was an adult, that is.

They're... cute... Ara thought while looking at the smaller ones.

The two of them hid behind the larger one, who locked its gaze on her while Oberon sat down near the entrance. The feline then slowly approached, his steps completely silent. She moved a bit to the side and sat on the drop -without realizing that the only reason her panties weren't in plain sight in that position was that she wasn't wearing them in the first place- while the creature slowly approached, the two smaller ones keeping their distance on the other end of the den. The feline then started smelling the air as it kept getting closer, until it reached Ara and started smelling her legs, two eyes locked on her upper half while the other four gazed at where it was smelling her. Carefully, it placed a pawn on her ankle, and Ara felt the softness of its pads on her skin. Thankfully she didn't feel its claws. The feline then moved its head up along her leg, his three pair of eyes moving independently over her body as it did so. Resting two of its paws on her knees, it inched forward, almost pushing its nose against her choker, and then licked her neck once. Twice, actually. Ara leaned back a little, placing her hands behind her to support herself.

After that its gaze moved to her tail, which was waving softly, and her ears. It walked in circles around her a few times before stopping behind her. She turned her head around to keep the feline in sight, but given that it was -most likely- being cautious due to the presence of the younger ones, she thought it'd be better not to move around too much. When it opened its mouth Ara worried that it was about to bite her, but it instead breathed over her hand. That is, it breathed frost apparently, as she felt a cold breeze despite the tonic. In a few moments a layer of ice formed over the back of her hand, quickly spreading to her fingers and wrist as it grew thicker, not by much but still thicker. Ara managed to keep herself from instinctively moving her hand away -she was afraid of what the older one might do were she to somehow scare the little ones- but forgot about her voice. Not that it really mattered, as the gag turned it to a barely audible sound. Knowing what was about to happen, Ara moved her other hand in order to be in a more comfortable position before the feline froze that one in place too. She groaned, or at least she tried.

As the feline moved back in front of her, she tried to move her hands. She probably could have broken the ice if she really tried, but she was pretty sure that wouldn't have been a smart move. It went to smell her again, then moved its face in front of hers and... apparently started breathing on her face, though as soon as it did so Oberon snapped his fingers two or three times. The creature turned to him, and saw him holding one of his bladed tonfas, still sitting against the wall. He then hit his fingers against the blade a couple of times. The feline emitted a low hiss, but refrained from freezing Ara's face after that. Instead it placed its paws on her knees to push her legs a bit to the side and smell her chest, before... patting her breasts with another paw? It then started palpating her, intrigued by the consistence. Ara blushed a bit, especially when the feline cut open her dress to see if it was simply another layer of skin or not -it did feel different than her hands after all. Though it looked at Oberon for a couple of seconds before doing so.

It then bit softly on her right breast a couple of times, and when it pulled back it accidentaly pulled on her bra with its fangs. As a result, it started toying with it until it tore some of it off and removed what was left. Ara's tail started moving with a bit more intensity. Her exposed chest didn't feel exactly warm, but saying it was cold would have been an overstatement as well. That tonic did wonders. Actually, she was starting to sweat a bit. Maybe she should have taken the overcoat off. And the coat too? The feline then focused on her nipples and poked them with its paws a bit before starting to lick them, its warm tongue feeling almost like sandpaper against her bare skin. All things considered, the gag made it way easier for her to hold her voice back -or rather, to not be heard- so there was something good about that.

As her ears started twitching a bit, the feline stood on its back legs and started playing with her ears as if to see wheter they were different from its or not. That sort of troubled Ara, especially when it leaned on her chest with one of its other paws and noticed that touching her breasts caused her ears to shiver a bit. It was hard to notice given the peculiar gag, but her breaths were getting a bit ragged. After a relatively short while it seemed to get bored of it though, and got back on all six before smelling her again. This time, however, its muzzle didn't move toward her neck. Instead it went the opposite direction, which is to say, to her crotch. At that point Ara realized how she was sitting and what she wasn't wearing, which caused her face to turn bright red. She raised her gaze for a brief moment. From where he was sitting, Oberon couldn't see her privates right? She really wasn't sure, though the feline quickly brought her attention back to it by pushing its face under her short skirt.

As it pushed her skirt back simply by moving its head forward, the cold air made her notice her own wetness. The creature sniffed her entrance a couple of times, then ran its tongue over it once. If not for the gag, Ara would have probably screamed. She had already felt its tongue over her skin and knew it was like sandpaper, but she had underestimated how intense it would have felt on her entrance. Surprisingly enough, it hardly caused her any pain, which was actually a sort of problem. The feline moved its head back a bit and... apparently gulped down some of her juices. Ara looked at it, rather surprised, then the creature started licking her again. She braced herself, but when the tongue reached her clit she almost jumped, a sudden burst of pleasure hitting her all at once. The creature seemed to be taken aback by her reaction, and decided to... well, lock her down better. First it walked behind her to breath more ice on her hands, then it held her legs in place as it took a few deep breaths on her ankles, one at a time, securing her in place. It also toyed for a very brief moment with Ara's tail.

Then it placed its tongue over her privates again. She tried to close her legs, but with her ankles in that condition she couldn't really move them around that much. And then it started licking her, the overbearing feeling hitting her wave after wave and getting stronger as its tongue kept tearing away her pantyhose, eventually opening an hole in it, the growing stimulus making her shiver, her tails waving almost wildly as her orgasm grew closer and closer, until it exploded, her back arching as much as possible as pleasure temporarily took over her, her mind going blank for a brief moment. To make things worse, the feline actually started licking her faster as she was letting out more fluids, which caused her climax to be around half a minute longer, maybe even more. Then, thankfully, it stopped. As Ara started catching her breath, her now two tails resting on the ice behind her as her ears twitched slightly, she thought about how much she would have liked it for that oversized cat to dig its claws in her thighs -just a tiny bit- while licking her. As usual, she quickly drove that thought away.

Then the feline did something unexpected. It went behind her and started scratching against the ice covering her hands, until it had removed most of it. She actually felt its claws graze her skin a few times. Rather perplexed by that, Ara remained almost still for a few seconds. Then the icy cat took her right hand in its mouth and pulled it, making her fall on her back. Its fangs did sink a bit in her flesh, but just enough to make her feel it, not enough to be of any real concern. It then placed two paws on her arm as it froze her hand down again. Ara wasn't sure resisting was a good idea, also because lying down like that was actually more comfortable, and she ended up doing nothing as the creature froze down her other hand too. She was sweating under her coat and overcoat, but her ankles and hands felt a bit chilly. The cat started walking back down the rise, but stopped to stare at her breasts moving up and down as she breathed.

Then the feline moved back. Far back. All the way to where the younger ones were standing -it was actually a bit hard for Ara to see that given her new position- , and it... apparently spurred them to get closer. Next thing she knew, Ara had the younger ones shily walking around her as the older one sat down a bit farther away. They were... really cute, actually, but she couldn't shake off a bad feeling about whatever was going to happen. One of them started playing with one of her tails while the other went to lick her ears, thankfully not the inside of them though. Things became troublesome when they started playing with her breasts though, and especially with her nipples. She had some time to recover from her orgasm, and in truth neither their tongues nor their paws gave as strong of a stimulus as the ones of the older one, but the fact that they were so small and cute somehow made her feel guitly, even though they were the ones playing with her and not the other way around.

That said, Ara was focused on them and hadn't noticed that the older one had moved from where it was sitting. The licking against her entrance came completely unexpected, making her back arch, the ice still firmly preventing her from doing any other significant movement as the sudden burst of pleasure violently hit her. The smaller felines apparently mistook it for her playing back as they got even more energic, randomly going from her chest to her ears to her tails, constantly mixing up the stimulus. Until the older one called them, and they hurried over to him. It pointed at her privates as it showed them it was drinking something, and they seemed to get the message right away. The big one pushed her skirt all the way up to make sure it wouldn't get in the way as the other two started licking her. While their tongues gave a far, far weaker stimulation, they were noticeably more energetic about it. And having her clit played with wasn't really something she could ignore either. That said, they were simply playing, not to mention they took relatively frequent pauses to, well, drink her juices, which honestly made it even worse for her. She could feel her next orgasm getting closer, but rather slowly due to how they were sort of messing around, resulting in more of a teasing than an actual stimulation. Not that she really wanted another half climax either.

Then the little ones backed off as the older one got on top of her, something warm poking against her entrance. Something which definitively wasn't a tongue. After a wonderfully pointless attempt at saying something, Ara felt its member penetrating her in its whole length, its somewhat weird shape hitting her in unusual places. The feline then started moving, its head slightly above hers, its eyes gazing at her blushing face as it occasionally licked her cheeks. Truth be told, however... that really wasn't as stimulating as its tongue on her clit. Not to say she wasn't feeling it, granted, but the difference was impossible not to notice. Or rather, feel. That said, the little ones staring at her made her overly aware of herself, and things only got worse when one of them started poking her nipples while the other decided to play with her twitching ears. What really pushed her over the edge, however, was the fact that the one playing with her breasts started actually sucking one of her nipples while biting down on it. Softly, but still biting.

The pleasure quickly built up as she felt herself contracting against the feline's member, and apparently the cat enjoyed it as it started moving faster. To make things worse, she couldn't stop her ears from twitching, which caused the other little one to play with them even more energetically. Ara held her breath as the feeling spreaded through her whole body, her limbs shivering. But she was the only one to reach her climax, which meant the feline hadn't stopped. If anything, her tightening convinced it to speed up even more, making her run out of breath very quickly, her sensitivity still heightened. On the bright side, the cat didn't last too long and shortly after she felt its warm seed being released inside her in a short but intense load. It then pulled out of her, and that's actually when things took a turn for the worse.

It leaned forward, maybe to check if her hands were still frozen, and as it did so some of its seed, mixed with Ara's own fluids, dropped from its member on her breasts, not really to her delight. The feline then moved back and penetrated her again. That felt just like before. Actually, no. She could tell there was something a bit different. Her first thought was that for some reason the cat had grown bumps, but the feeling was a bit different. Then it pulled out, and Oberon clearly heard her voice despite the gag, the younger ones quickly backing away surprised. As it turned out, those weren't exactly bumps, they were more like small hooks or something like that, and as the feline moved back she felt them scratching against her insides, a completely unexpected stimulation which had taken her breath away. Just like the previous time, the creature's member started contracting rather quickly, and in a matter of minutes she felt more of its seed warming up her already hot body.

It didn't pull out completely though, and instead remained mostly still as it licked Ara's neck, a couple of times her face too, wiping off her tears. Maybe because they had gotten over the surprise, maybe because they liked the sight of Ara's chest moving up and down with her deep breaths, the younger ones came back to play as well. As the older cat started moving again, Ara tried uselessly to move away, the only result being the little ones's amusement apparently. Then, maybe because it was getting too carried away, the one that was literally playing with her breasts bit down on her with more strength as it dig its claws in her bosom. With the trigger she needed finally granted, Ara couldn't tell if the feline's motions had gotten more intense or of it was her sensitivy that had suddenly increased even more. Either way the pleasure rapidly built up and brought her to her long awaited -though she still refused to admit it- full climax, shivers turning into intense trembling as she felt herself contracting against the feline's member, an intense wave of ecstasy spreading within her all the way to her fingertips, followed by another one every time the creature pulled itself back, scratching her inner walls.

She forced herself to take a few deep breaths even though she was still in the middle of her orgasm, and the cat's third ejaculation only made the pleasure stronger. She could feel one of the younger ones playing with her tails, which were waving wildly around, while the other was still focused on her breasts. The larger feline then pulled completely out, and Ara was actually glad to be gagged as she really couldn't see herself holding her voice in, so it being muffled down that much was at least a relief. Her gaze fell on the ceiling as the lingering feeling kept her company, and because of that she didn't notice what else was going on.

She felt something against her entrance again, and she raised her head as much as she could to see what that was. At first she actually couldn't tell, but then she saw one of the young cats licking her entrance before... well, penetrating her. Truth be told, even with her sensitivy greatly enhanced by all she had just been through, the size was simply too small for that to feel like anything more than a teasing, but the fact that it was practically a cub doing it made her feel extremely embarassed, way more than she already was. The older feline kept watch as its younger brothers -that's what Ara thought them to be, at least- had their turn with her, and while she didn't really feel much from that she was really... uncomfortable with it. On the bright side, even together they lasted less than the older one, and shortly after the three of them walked back to the other end of the den. Actually two of them, as one of the younger ones seemed to be looking for a comfortable position to sleep next to her. The older one noticed this and, upon seeing Oberon standing up, went to retrieve the small one and carry it away, holding it by the neck with its mouth before curiously staring at Oberon walking up to Ara. He slowly scratched the ice away until she could push her hands out, then did the same with her ankles.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

"Not... one... bit..." she replied, still short of breath. She wondered if they sold that tonic, given how incredibly effective it was.

He helped her get her overcoat off, using it to cover her chest instead, she pushed her skirt down and then they left the den. As soon as they had gotten out, Oberon picked her up.

"H-hey!"

He started moving toward the exit, carrying her in his arms without replying.

"I can... walk by myself"

Silence.

"I said..."

"I like to carry you like this"

"... eh?"

Dumbfounded, Ara fell silent, her face turning a bit red, her tails -currently three- waving softly as her ears twitched a couple of times. They found Rena waiting in the antechamber. Made sense, considering it was a lot less cold there.

"So... are you alright?" she asked, the sight of Oberon carrying her making her do a few assumptions.

"S-sort of..." Ara replied as sh really regretted not having insisted more on walking on her own. It actually wasn't the first time the elf saw her like that, but it was still embarassing.

Also, she wasn't sure she could ever look at cubs the same way, but telling Rena that definitively wasn't on her list of things to do.

"I'll go then" the elf said as she walked into the dome. Truth is, it would have been more convenient for her to check some other guest while Ara was working rather than waiting for her to finish and then go to the same dome, but... she really wanted to be sure she was fine, and waiting nearby meant she would know almost as soon as she was done.

As for Oberon, he left Ara's overcoat on a chair -she pulled on her coat to cover her breasts-, retrieved the chastity belt then carryed her to the bathroom, where he let go of her. Then he moved to put the belt back on her, but she stopped him. With one hand as with the other she was still holding her coat to cover her chest.

"I can do that myself. Really"

He didn't reply, instead he simply handed it to her. After a brief silence, Ara gave him an inquisitive stare.

"Can you... turn the other way? Please?" she said, the sound of the feline's seed dropping from her chest to the floor suddenly increasing her embarrassment.

"I have to make sure you wear it"

She started saying something, but either she knew it would have been a waste of time or she was too tired to try, maybe a mixture of both, and so she resigned and turned her back to him. Oddly enough he said nothing about it, but she decided not to care. Shortly after the device clicked in place and she turned back to him to reluctantly show that she was really wearing it. Then he made sure it was locked, making her blush, her tails waving nervously behind her. Once he had checked the lock he started walking to the door, but Ara stopped him.

"We... we need to talk" she said.

"We'll talk then, but now I should go make dinner"

Ara was about to say something, but her stomach decided it was just the perfect moment for growling. After that she remained silent, and so he simply walked out, wondering if he had talked too much. He quickly decided that yes, he had talked too much, and he wasn't even sure why.

Thank you for reading.