<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Reputation=<del>15</del> <strong>13</strong><br/></div></div><br/>She saw the shock in her students' eyes, and Yolande was stunned at her own words, at what she had been willing to tell them.  Yet she couldn't hide it... it would be wrong to lie, to conceal things... wasn't it?  She hadn't meant to reveal this, she had come here with a different plan, but now that she was actually in front of them... no, she mustn't deceive them, and she felt awful at even considering it.  She had to be truthful... of course she did.  Yet how she was remembering the sensations... she couldn't believe how terribly arousing it was to recount what had happened.<br/><br/>But then... a student asked even more, and Yolande stared at her, the questions sinking in, the terrible, dangerous questions.  She didn't respond right away, but the powerful pleasure of responding earlier pushed at her... and on the other side, the terrible feeling of withholding the truth, she mustn't do that.<br/><br/>"They did... they did... everything."  She felt another surge of pleasure, and of shame, as she confessed.  "Everything... inside, and then outside, on the wall... where everyone could see.  Did I... well... you have to ... to understand, hobgoblins are strong, very strong, big and... big, I mean, down there, compared to human men.  And they never seemed to tire... over, and over... and over... yes.  There's no stopping in, no... no holding back... yes, I enjoyed it.  Oh gods... it was more, much more... much more powerful."  One of Yolande's hands had moved to her breastplate, touching the metal there... the other stayed near her thigh, and was drifting upward, and inward.<br/><br/>"They had me... over the altar, and then... with others, over and over, where all the soldiers could... could see... oh gods yes, I enjoyed... oh, too much!  Ohhh!"  Her lower hand clutched, gripping at the front of her skirt and bunching it together, pressing inward, putting pressure on her mound.  She wanted even more at that moment, but ... it was enough, with the joy of revealing everything, of the shame, the magic... it pushed her over the edge, and she stood there, shuddering, eyes closed as she rode out an orgasm before the entire academy.<br/><br/>After half a minute, her eyes sprang open, and she saw everyone there... and with a short cry she ran from the room, past the stunned students.  She couldn't believe what she had just done... there had to be something wrong with her.  Some lingering effect of the time with the hobgoblins... the Priestess, maybe she could help, maybe it was a curse of some sort.  Yolande staggered through the halls, looking for help, still burning with excitement even after that climax.<br/>