<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/RoDooxQ.jpg)</div><br/><em>"Day after tomorrow please, be so kind as to not cum again till then, I can always tell when you waste your seed on someone else."<br/><br/>"Of course mistress," he said as he bent to pick up a long length of cloth and began wrapping it about his hips, pinning the kilt into place before walking past Pipa and out the office door. </em><br/><br/>Pipa wondered if he couldn't hear her heart pounding in her chest as he walked past. They made eye contact for a brief moment, and she felt her cheeks burn. His expression was all stoic obedience, but she thought she caught the hint of a smile. She realized she had unconsciously drawn her bottom lip into her mouth, trying not to betray her arousal before this servant. He was definitely grinning, when she released it, and the smooth tawny flesh glistened between her two pearly tusks.<br/><br/>Pipa refocused her attention on the headmistress, as she settled herself down atop the chest, still slightly lust drunk. She almost missed the headmistress ask her about the reason for her visit, as Pipa's mind continued replayed the scene. She swallowed hard as she recalled the cock bulging in Ravensoul’s lovely, slender throat. She tried dismissing the distracting image, and opened her mouth, looking for the words to reply and inwardly cringing at her own awkwardness when all she could manage was a soft, “Ahhhh, um, I...”<br/><br/><em>She brought her free hand up to swipe any stray blots of semen from her face before bringing them to her lips to lick clean.  Her right hand slowly and lazily playing with her engorged and moist labia, she paused for a moment and considered the semen on her left hand before saying to Pipa, <strong>"What a bad hostess I am, did you want a taste?"</strong></em><br/><br/>Pipa didn't consider herself an overly brainy person, though she focused well when she put the effort in. She often relied on instict when thinking wasnt necessary and just too much bother. Distracted by her own arousal, she opted to trust in her sexual instincts now.<br/><br/>She strode forward, her movement as she knelt before the seated headmistress belied her strength, smooth and sure, if not the most graceful. She felt her breath catch in eager excitement as she parted her lips.<br/><br/>“A first taste, yes?” the headmistress asked as she brought her fingers to that opening mouth. Pipa nodded, just before one of those fingers spread gooy cum over her lips and tongue.<br/><br/>She was quick to lock her lips firmly and taste throughly, giving this first lesson from her headmistress her best effort. It was more bitter and deeper flavored than girl cum, muskier. She.felt her own wetness as she sucked, licked, and cleaned away the seman from the finger that had started to work slightly in and out of her mouth. Fingertip firmly slidding over her tongue, and between her short tusks, as her spittle coated her lips.<br/><br/>Pipa watched the headmistress’s expression grow hungrier and more intent. She gave Pipa a raunchy grin as she slid a second finger into her mouth, smearing the remaining jizz over her cheek and lips, as Pipa opened her mouth further, her eyes widened a bit with surprise at how much the headmistress was clearly enjoying herself. She thought again of the sounds she had made as the cock had ravished her mouth and throat, and Pipa let slip a moan around the fingers exploring her own mouth. Her fingers twitched where they gripped her thighs and she knew her panties would be wet through soon.<br/><br/>“I think you might be my favorite this year,” Headmistress Ravensoul muttered. Pipa couldn't see, but she could tell from her movement that she was still toying with her pussy with her other hand. The fingers in her mouth rocked in and out, slowly working past the second and towards the third knuckle. Her body trembled as Pipa willed herself not to gag and continue sucking, she relaxed her throat and found it instantly easier.<br/><br/>“Ah, there you go,” her mistress praised as she slid her fingers deep and held them there as Pipa quivered. She could smell the sweet musk of the headmistress’s arousal now, and she could hear the fingers starting to work over her slick labia with increased speed, as a wave of arousal shook her as she allowed her mouth and throat to be fingered. “Would you like to taste me now, Contestant?”<br/><br/>Pipa's reply, “pweese hwedmwisstwiss,” was garbled,  but clearly what Ravensoul wanted to hear. Her fingers left a string of spit across Pipa's face as she pulled them out and rested her hand firmly behind the quarterorc’s head, guiding her eager student to her equally eager slit.<br/><br/>Pipa coughed as she felt her mouth left saddly empty for a moment. Dropping forward onto all fours, she shifted onto her hands and knees, plying all her newly aquired skills as she began licking the juices from the slippery pussy in the face. She paid no attention to the tunic riding up to show her green ass covered only by moistening indigo panties.<br/><br/><br/>