<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/RoDooxQ.jpg)</div><br/>Pipa sat back over her heels in a haze of lust as the headmistress kissed her trembling, tiring mouth. She was glad of the support of the other woman’s arms, her legs felt like jelly and her knees fell apart as her arms wrapped around Ravensoul’s shoulders.<br/><br/>Her head was almost spinning, so she rested her forehand against the elegant curve of the tall black leather collar as the headmistress began stroking her swollen, wet sex.<br/><br/><em>The carnal massage started slow, but built in speed and intensity as the pale woman, whose strength Pipa might find surprising despite her size and frame, held the orc in her other arm.</em><br/><br/>Pipa was glad of her strength as she ground back against her firm touch. It didn't take long to remedy her unabashed need. When she found her release, she uttered an almost guttural growl, clenching her jaw as her pussy spasmed.<br/><br/>She sat on the floor, breathing heavily as the headmistress donned her cloak. She pushed back a lock of stray hair that clung to the perspiration and other fluids on her face and took one last steadying breath before finding her feet. She wiped her sleeve across her face, and made an attempt to look collected. She grinned at the silliness of that effort at this point, and made amused eye contact with her experienced teacher.<br/><br/><em>"So now that we have that out of the way, shall we discuss what brings you here this morning contestant?  Because as much as I enjoyed that, and I very much did, I know you probably have questions for me, as I have for you."</em><br/><br/>“Ah, of course, Headmistress.”<br/><br/>Ravensoul took a seat in one of the leather armchairs and Pipa followed her example, folding her legs underneath her, keenly aware of how soiled her panties were at this point. She pushed it out of her thoughts, now seeing at least one direct advantage of going without, if this was an indication of how her training would progress.<br/><br/>“I was wondering, uh,” she stalled as her thoughts finished coalescing, “ah- about where best to focus my training to take on the Dungeon. My strengths are in geomancy and grappling.” Almost an afterthought, she added, “...and pleasure, evidently. “<br/><br/>“I have hoped I will be able to resist as much of the Dungeon’s corruption as I might. I feel like I’m as different,  or strange- I don't know, as I care to be? No offense intended to yourself or any other former contestants. I just don't relish the idea,” she added with a small frown.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>