The student's cries were sweet music to Vera's ears. Tiffany tightened instinctively but, the Head Girl's persistence wore away what little resistance remained. She found it amusing that the blonde woman was still calling her by her last name. It just showed how deep some of that training had been ingrained into this student's being. Hips ground back against Vera's own thrusting fingers and hips. Breasts mashed and rubbed against the student's back while her free hand continued to squeeze and molest one of those bouncing and swaying breasts.

"Ngh... Such a dirty dirty whore," Vera teased, "Tell me, pet. Who are you? What are you? What is your purpose in life?"

Fingers twist and twirl around one another inside Tiffany's quivering pussy. Her thumb curled, dragging against the tender insides of the woman's tight ass. Knuckles pinched one of those aching teats, twisting and tugging roughly as the Head Girl continued to work. Lessons on business and servitude were done for the night. Now, it was time to break this lovely woman in and introduce her to the world of submission and slavery.

If Tiffany struggled to answer, fingers would slow, prolonging the agonizing tension until the student answer correctly. Only then would Vera send her newest pet spiraling into orgasm. Fingers would resume thrusting and curling while the hand fondling a breast would slide down and began pinching and stroking that vulnerable clit. Once on the brink of orgasm once more, the questions were repeated.

"HHHUUUNNHHH! AAHHH! AAHHH!"

It took some time before Tiffany could get her brain and her mouth reconnected as Vera overloaded her senses with pure, raw, sexual pleasure... pumping into her from behind relentlessly... her heavy breasts sliding up and down against her back... that curling thumb up her ass...

Tiffany's mind was flooded with searing, white-hot ecstasy that made it all but impossible to think, nonetheless actually speak. She moaned and gasped... grunting and bucking her hips... riding the edge of an orgasm so hot and immense and powerful that in some dim part of her overwhelmed conciousness, she was actually afraid it might kill her.

But Vera would not allow it yet. The head girl played her body like a master plays an instrument, somehow sensing exactly how hard she could push the moaning blonde without letting her tumble over that edge. Despite the fact that the pleasure now coursing through every inch of her was even higher than the best orgasm she had ever experienced before, somehow Vera kept her there. Never allowing the pleasure to diminish, but not allowing her to cum, either...

On the very brink of insanity, Tiffany realized she needed to answer her Mistress or go forever mad from the soul-shattering pleasure consuming her...

In raspy, breathless moans she managed to gasp out...

"I am yours m-m-m-mistress... I am a d-dirty... weak... slut... my... ooohhhhh.... oohhh God.... my purpose... uunnhhh... is to... to serve... t-t-to please... aahhhhnnn... pl-please... Ms. Matsumoto... oohhhh... I... I can't take anymore... aaahhhh..."

The silver haired woman felt the emotional heat blazing from this student's aura. Tiffany quickly submit to the will of her mistress. The poor girl would do anything for this madness to end and the sweet release to overwhelm her.

Vera released Tiffany's breast and grabbed a handful of the woman's long golden blonde hair. Fingers and thumb left the gasping student's sex and ass with wet pops as the Head Girl pulled the woman upright by the hair. The blonde woman would feel Vera's firm breasts and hardened peaks against her back. The hand that had tormented Tiffany slid forward and curled back inside those eager folds. Vera's thumb flicked across the woman's clit while curling and pumping those digits into those shuddering depths.

Still holding Tiffany's hair, Vera forced the woman's head to turn. The Asian beauty gazed at her pet's expression before claiming those lips with her own in a deep dominating kiss. The Head Girl's tongue pushed and forced its way into the other woman's mouth, sliding and wrapping around the woman's tongue in a duel of control.

All while the kiss was held, fingers pumped and churned the student's yearning insides. Vera's thumb ground against the vulnerable pearl, giving the young blonde no moments to think or breathe as she sought to grant the desperate woman the climax she needed. Fingers would force to move even as those insides shudder and clench in orgasmic bliss, stroking through each and every one of Tiffany's orgasms until this blazing aura of lust and desire became nothing but smoldering embers.

Tiffany moaned helplessly as the head girl thrust her tongue into the blonde student's mouth, claiming her mind, body and soul with a prolonged kiss.

Tiffany clutched at Vera's shoulders to hold herself up as her knees buckled from the relentless stroke of the snowy haired woman's thumb grinding hard against the throbbing nub of her swollen clit.

To Tiffany's surprise, the orgasm didn't detonate like a bomb the way she expected it to. Instead, it was as if the pleasure grew to such intensity that Tiffany simply melted in the searing heat of it like a meltdown in a reactor. All her thoughts turned to warm liquid, like butter in a skillet, that ran out of her head and down her spine until it flooded out from between her legs in a hot, wet rush that drenched Vera's fingers as they pistoned in and out of those molten depths.

Tiffany shuddered and moaned again as a second wave of orgasmic bliss rippled through her almost immediately after the first began to subside. A third hit her even faster and harder than the last. Tiffany's mind shattered like glass from the overwhelming ecstasy coursing through every inch of her body. She couldn't tell if she was climaxing again and again and again or if she was cumming in one long, continuous orgasm. Wave after wave of agonizing pleasure crashed into her, through her, washing away her thoughts...

Her will...

She was Vera's. She belonged to her mistress. Only Vera could deny her the pleasure she so badly craved or give her more of it than she could stand... her mind, body and soul were utterly and completely Vera's to do with as she pleased...

Tiffany's lustful aura burned brightly but also quickly. The blonde's lovely body was devoted to each and every orgasm, each one dragging her psyche down into the abyss while ebbing away her stamina.

The kiss broke, allowing the student to take gasping breaths as she shuddered and trembled against the Head Girl's glistening form. As the orgasms died down, Vera's fingers slipped out. She allowed those weak and wobbly legs to give out from beneath the student. Her grip on Tiffany's hair did not loosen, letting the young woman to fall to her knees but no further than that. Hot water continued to cascade over the Head Girl's body as she gazed down at her work.

Even if her body and mind were depleted, the student still had duties to fulfill. "Cannot handle anymore of your mistress's attention?" Vera purred, "That is fine. Even as weak as you are, you can still serve while on your knees." She tugged Tiffany by the hair, forcing her to turn some and look up at the glistening netherlips within reach. The Head Girl pulled that slackened face between her thighs, giving the conquered student a new area to 'clean'.

As one hand held Tiffany's hair, the Head Girl's other hand cupped one of her own breasts. She squeezed and massaged her own lovely orb. Vera had her own thrills stimulating up and down her spine. Breaking a student down into submissive obedience was a very pleasurable experience for the experienced grad student. On this island where she had little control over anything despite her position, claiming control over another was one of the few moments where she felt she had command over things.

Vera would tug at the blonde woman's hair, trying to goad the mush that was what remained of the woman's brain to get to work.

As the overwhelming sensations wracking her body finally began to subside, Tiffany got her second wind. She wasn't physically weak or lacking in endurance. Her body just responded so strongly to Vera for some reason that the sensations quickly overwhelmed her for a short time. Still trembling with the last diminishing pulses of pleasure from her string of rapid climaxes, Tiffany looked up at Vera from her knees with a glazed look of mindless adoration and complete submission. The blonde bit her lower lip as her gaze moved from Vera's eyes to between her legs and back up to her eyes again.

"Yes, Ms. Matsumoto..."

Tiffany's hands moved up to take hold of Vera's hips as her head moved forward between the head girl's slightly parted thighs. Tiffany dragged her tongue slowly along the warm slit between Vera's glistening wet netherlips from the bottom to the top. At the end of her stroke, the tip of the blonde's wriggling tongue first pressed against the head girl's swollen pearl and then began to circle around and over it.

Under normal conditions, Tiffany would never try to do anything to Vera without being asked or told. However, her mind awash in a haze of lust, without thinking, Tiffany tried to gently push Vera back against the wall so that she could lift the head girl's left leg enough to drape it over her right shoulder and give her better access to the white-haired angel's treasures. If Vera allowed it, Tiffany would continue to circle the woman's clit with her tongue as she slid two fingers between those tight, wet lips, twisting and scissoring as they thrust in and out, mimicking Vera's own technique...

"Mm..." The blonde student was quick to obey. The woman's warm tongue slid across the Head Girl's sex. The constant streams of water running down Vera's form hid much of her growing arousal but, still offered Tiffany tastes of her mistress's approval. Every drag of the tongue left a tingling sensation behind before light jolts echoed in the silver haired woman's clitoris.

It was not long before Tiffany tried to push things further. Unfortunately, many of Vera's past pets were greedy at first as well. For now though, the Head Girl stepped just out of reach. The grip on Tiffany's hair remained, tugging the woman to follow until her mistress was able to rest comfortably against the tile wall. The light pain and discomfort of having one's haired pulled was brief as long as the student followed obediently. The student found her face pulled into that warm inviting sex once more, giving the woman what she wanted though only by Vera's will rather than the other way around.

Vera draped a leg over Tiffany's shoulder as she spoke. "Play with yourself, pet," Vera ordered, "You will cum when I cum, no sooner, no later." The Head Girl knew how to keep her pet's busy when they get a bit ahead of themselves. The silver haired beauty purred with delight as she rested against the wall. Her leg rested heavily on Tiffany's shoulder, giving the student all the access she desired but only for those lips and tongue. But, the lovely student would have to focus on not only her mistress's pleasure but her own as well. She would have to maintain control while enjoying the very thing she wanted more than anything lest she failed the Head Girl's task.

"Oohhh... y-yes, Ms. Matsumoto..." Tiffany managed to moan out as Vera pulled her head back between her legs and draped one of those long, shapely limbs languidly over the blonde's shoulder. The way Vera sexually dominated Tiffany... could seemingly control the lust and pleasure within the blonde student by sheer force of will alone... the thought of denying the head girl anything would have been an incomprehensible idea to Tiffany's mind.

But there was another reason Tiffany wanted to please her mistress. A more selfish reason. Pride. Tiffany wanted to be good at the things she did. The last time Vera had allowed her to pleasure her mistress, the result had been satisfactory, but Vera clearly hadn't been driven to the sort of clawing, toe-curling, out of control orgasm that Tiffany often felt. And it was nowhere close to the life-changing climax Vera's fingers had just brought her to. Tiffany wanted to give that kind of pleasure back to Vera, make her lose control... not so Tiffany could take it... just to please her mistress as deeply as possible... and for Tiffany's own fulfillment in a job well done.

Tiffany's fingers moved between her legs, stroking her sex and occasionally rubbing her clit as Vera had ordered. She could already feel her hyper-aroused body rocketing toward another orgasm. But most of her focus was on Vera. She needed to please her mistress and she wanted to do better this time than last time. She had to fight back the urge to proceed with instictive, reckless abandon.

Tiffany dragged her tongue slowly upwards between the warm, wet folds of Vera's sex, pressing her tongue firmly between those glistening lips so that every stroke was slow, but deep and hard. When she reached the head girl's clit, Tiffany used the tip of her tongue to circle around that swelling nub, teasing it fully out of its fleshy hood, before brushing back and forth across it again and again. The blonde's lips closed around that pulsing love button then and sucked it softly into her eager mouth, pulling at it gently but insistently.

When her head moved down to start this cycle over again, Tiffany remembered the way Vera's thumb had felt as it pistoned in and out of her forbidden entrance, and instead of starting at Vera's labia, her tongue instead pressed against Vera's ass, probing and writhing against that tight, sensitive spot before sliding its way upward, pushing between those wet netherlips again on it's way back up to the head girl's throbbing clit.

Though she was distracted by trying to keep her own impending climax at bay, Tiffany paid close attention to Vera's reactions... when a certain spot or angle made the head girl shudder or gasp, Tiffany would make note of it, and continued to vary her routine to what Vera seemed to like most...

Vera always seemed to stand taller than the other students in Shokushu. She set expectations and led by example in all things she did even the lewder acts of sexually breaking and conquering other students. Tiffany not only had a Mistress to love and serve but, a goal to look up at and strive for. If it was only for a moment, the blonde woman wanted to return the pleasures she received from the Head Girl. The silver haired woman had years of experience with both students, staff, and the very nightmares Tiffany had encountered. The Head Girl knew what every twitch, every gasp meant. She recognized flares in emotional auras when she touched the right places. But, the vast differences between the two women was not entirely known by the eager student. Tiffany had her goal and focused on achieving that.

For now, the Head Girl allowed Tiffany to continue. Her orders were clear. It was possible the student was focused on getting Vera ready first before tending to her own sexual needs. She recognized the blonde's efforts in trying new methods and techniques. The Head Girl gave a pleasured sigh as she relaxed against the wet tile wall. Her precious pearl swelled to attention, pulsing and throbbing against the swirling tongue. More hot blood was goaded to the surface when Tiffany sucked directly on the woman's clitoris, sending wondrous jolts of pleasure up Vera's spine. Cheeks flushed faintly though Tiffany was too buried between Vera's thighs to notice. Still, her sounds were minimum and controlled. Tiffany was not the first to try to satisfy her like this and the competition of aliens and headmasters made it a tough to surprise the overly experienced woman.

"Ah-Ahhh!"

The sound that came from Vera's lips shocked even her. That warm wet tongue was pushing and sliding against her ass. Tiffany had bury herself deep between the Head Girl's thighs to reach that puckered anus. Instinctively, Vera's ass tightened, making entry difficult for the writhing muscle. Toes curled, the shock passing as that tongue slid along her sex and clitoris once more. She could not recall a student who tried something like that before. Most avoided such places despite the passages sensitivity. Yet, Tiffany had no qualms with exploring every possible aspect to pleasure the lovely Asian beauty.

It was true that before today, the idea of anal sex was, more or less, a foreign concept to Tiffany. Before Shokushu, it was something she considered dirty and unbecoming of a lady of class. But when Vera pressed the issue, over-riding the blonde's instinctive resistance, it had not been, to Tiffany's great surprise, an unpleasant experience. Mildly uncomfortable at first, but becoming rapidly more pleasurable with each insistent thrust.

Vera's moan was the strongest response Tiffany had elicited from the head girl so far, and despite her distraction, she didn't miss the obvious though still subtle reaction. Tiffany drove her tongue as deeply as she could between Vera's soft, tight folds as it stroked upward toward the head girl's noticeably swollen clit. The blonde's tongue swirled around and over that throbbing pearl, once again closing her lips around it and sucking it gently into her mouth. That had garnered her a less powerful, but still noticeable response already, so she had determined that to be an effective means of pleasing her mistress.

But as Tiffany started the cycle again, this time her tongue lingered longer at Vera's rear entrance, that warm, wet, prehensile muscle dragging over the tightly puckered flesh, wriggling around and against that forbidden gateway, pushing hard against that tight ring of muscle, seeking entrance...

Tiffany's head was indeed deep between those open thighs to reach that spot again, and the angle of her head put her nose flush against the wet folds of Vera's sex. Tiffany nodded her head as her tongue writhed against Vera's ass, using her nose to part the head girl's netherlips, stroking Vera's hot, tight slit and rubbing against her pulsing clit.

That moan was making it tough on Tiffany, though. The thought that she had pleased Vera enough to make the head girl moan like that had caused her own pleasure to spike dramatically. She was getting dangerously close to another orgasm. Her fingers had slowed to a rythmic twitching between her legs for fear she wouldn't be able to hold out until her mistress was satisfied...

Barely surfacing for a breath, Tiffany renewed her advances. A slow breath exhaled through faintly parted lips. Every suck and lick across her vulnerable bud sent pleasing shivers throughout her torso. Thighs twitched with slight jolts. The fluttering in her lower belly continued to bubble and heat up. Fingers loosened their grip on Tiffany's long blonde hair. She stroked the silky locks before gripping tightly.

The response to the second delve into the Head Girl's ask was not a pronounced as before. That did not stop the sharp gasp when the student's tongue attempted to force its way deeper into that puckered anus. Vera's eyes fell shut as she stretched against the wall. She was pleased in how far this upper class woman had fallen in hopes of pleasing her. She could sense Tiffany's own spike in arousal at these revelations. This opportunity was too juicy to ignore.

It was a struggle accessing the Head Girl's ass from the front even with the leg draped over one shoulder. Vera's grip kept Tiffany from coming up for air for a few brief moments, letting those lungs burn before pulling the woman's head back. Instead of allowing the student another dive between her thighs, the silver haired woman slid her leg off that shoulder and pushed herself off the wall. One foot came up and pressed down on the freshman. She pushed Tiffany down onto the floor of the shower until the student was on her back.

Vera gave a faint smirk as she stood over her pet in training. Hips swayed gently from side to side as she reached up and unhooked the hand shower. The Asian beauty turned, facing towards Tiffany's feet before lowering herself down. "Like what you see?" The Head Girl teased as soon, her ass was pressing right into the student's face. Sitting on the blonde's face, Vera brought the shower head down, pressing it firmly over Tiffany's sex. Vera's other hand slid down her own chest and began to firmly rub her own clitoris, seeking to bring herself to bliss in this dominating position.

Hips slid back and forth, rubbing the woman's ass against Tiffany's face. The student would not be able to see what was going on. But, she now had direct access to that tight entrance she tried to plunder before. As Tiffany struggled to bring her Mistress to bliss, Vera would press a button the hand shower. The shower head would begin to hum, sending sonic vibrations rippling through the water and the woman's hot depths. Sensors on the head took in Tiffany's reactions while adapting the frequency of the vibrations, finding the perfect setting to melt the poor woman's insides and soul. All this courtesy of NICE labs of course.

Sticking her tongue in the head girl's ass wasn't, in and of itself, personally satisfying to Tiffany. What WAS satisfying, what Tiffany wanted... what she NEEDED... was to hear Vera moan again. The thought of pleasing her mistress was an all consuming desire within her. It gave her a sense of purpose, and she would do almost anything to succeed. So, when Vera sat on her face, despite being hard to breathe or see, Tiffany dutifully and very enthusiastically went back to work. Her tongue lashed that sensitive, forbidden place, writhing and thrusting against the tight ring of muscle, trying to wriggle its way inside.

At first, when Vera pressed the shower head against her sex, Tiffany was extremely happy about it. The spray of steamy water felt really good... but just good enough to hold her level of arousal steady and constant without tipping her over the edge. She was just thinking that she could go on like this for quite a while longer when she heard the low hum of the device that Vera had turned on. Suddenly, Tiffany felt every inch of her heated depths vibrating rapidly... her slick, syrupy inner walls... the ridged sensitive flesh of her g-spot... even the tiny muscular ring of her cervix was vibrating...

The rapid, pulsing vibrations rippled through her insides and hammered against her throbbing clit.

"UUUNNNHHHH! OHH! Wha... AAAHHHH!!!"

Tiffany tried to hold her focus on pleasing the Asian goddess that was grinding her perfect ass against her face, but whatever it was that Vera was doing to her with the shower head was destroying her resolve. Like a wrecking ball, the vibrating device shattered the walls of Tiffany's resistance... pulverizing them to dust...

She was going to fail.

Tears of desperation and disappointment welled up in the blonde student's eyes even as she felt the supernaturally powerful climax building to critical mass within her. Tiffany shivered and writhed beneath Vera, her legs shaking, her toes curling, her hands clawing at the floor of the tub as if looking for something to hold on to. She tried to fight it, but it was impossible. It was like trying to swim with lead weights strapped to her feet. No matter how hard she kicked for the surface, she was being pulled down... down... down... into the depths of dark, orgasmic oblivion... drowning in an endless sea of helpless pleasure...

Tiffany tried to beg Vera to stop... to wait... to even just slow down enough to give her a chance... but it was too late. As her gasping mouth struggled to form words, the orgasm detonated inside her, blasting away any further thought...

"AAHHH! NNNHHHH... NNNOOO.... HHAAAHHHNNN!"

Every muscle in Tiffany's body went taut and rigid as if paralyzed by the ecstasy exploding through her, motionless except for the powerful vibrations that still rippled across her skin...

Moans left Vera's lips as fingers vigorously rubbed her own swollen clit. She could see and feel Tiffany's body shudder and spasm, desperately trying to hold back the impending orgasm. The Head Girl had relaxed, allowing the writhing tongue to enter her sensitive passage. She felt it slid along the tender walls, sending wondrous sensations throughout her core. The woman's muffled whimpers and squeals vibrate through the Head Girl's body.

"Mm... Ahh... Yes... Yes..."

Lost in her own struggles, the blonde student was unaware how close or far the Head Girl was from her goal. Thighs and hips were tensing. Vera's sex was twitching in anticipation. Every stroke of that aching pearl sent ripples that joined the pleasures Tiffany's tongue brought her. Breasts bounced and swayed when the Head Girl's body arched back slightly. Her head reared back as she let forth a pleasing groan. Breaths became sharper and sharper gasps until a cry of bliss left the lovely Asian woman.

While Tiffany was shuddering both bliss and despair, Vera's hot juices splashed across the woman's breasts and stomach. Did Tiffany succeed or was this a mercy from the Head Girl? There were no thoughts to spare as the vibrator continued to drag the spasming blonde deeper into the abyss.

The massager turned off eventually and was soon hooked back up top. Vera stood, hand holding Tiffany's hair and forcing the woman to sit up whether of not the student's body was ready. "Ahh... Good girl... Good girl," Vera purred as she pulled the woman's face between her thighs, "Taste the fruits of your labor. I was not sure if you would have made it in the end. But, you persevered. Such a good servant. Such a good little pet. Such an obedient slave. Your Mistress is pleased."

The Head Girl basked in her afterglow. If Tiffany had the sense or instinct to taste, she would feel the faint twitch and tremble of those juicy hypersensitive depths. Hips rocked forward, smearing the mix of water and her own love juices on the student's face. Vera moaned softly as she continued to cup and fondle one of her own breasts, reveling in her own victory.

As Tiffany's senses slowly returned to her, she realized she was kneeling with Vera's hand in her hair. She was still dazed and disoriented from the force of that immensely powerful orgasm, but she caught the words, "Your Mistress is pleased," and a sound (part sob, part sigh) of relief escaped the trembling students lips. Tiffany realized that it didn't really matter if she had failed or succeeded.

All that mattered was that her Mistress was pleased.

With her head held between Vera's thighs and her wits returning to her, Tiffany did taste. Even now, her every desire was to please this snowy-haired angel, this goddess...

... her Mistress.

Tiffany dragged her tongue up between those swollen, juicy netherlips, savoring the slippery, sweet nectar that still glistened there before giving one last soft suckle at the head girl's still swollen pearl.

Tiffany didn't have the best sexual stamina... she was too sensitive and too easily aroused... but she did recover quickly.

As she witnessed Vera moaning softly, her hand still cupping a firm, heavy breast, that sense of relief Tiffany felt deepened. Vera was clearly pleased. It was possible she was pleased with herself moreso than Tiffany, but all that mattered was that Vera was pleased.

Smiling up at the head girl, her voice still a bit shaky, Tiffany managed to say,

"Ms. Matsumoto... what was that thing? And... where can I get one?"

Tiffany managed to recover some of her senses in time. What was fear and despair quickly became relief as the student eagerly cleaned the Head Girl a final time. Vera eventually released the student's hair and stepped away. She stretched slowly as the water continued to cascade down her glistening form.

"Hmm... Something I confiscated from a student's room after her graduation," Vera answered, "It is just a shower massager though she took advantage of the tech classes available on the island it seemed. It may be the only one of its kind or at least on this island. Why do you wish to know?" It was mostly a lie as the hand shower was provided by NICE labs to ensure a Head Girl's shower experience was as pleasurable or soothing as possible. Of course, it did not stop any of them from finding the obvious other uses a sonic vibrator could provide. Was best not to mention too much of NICE lab's work as it could lead to more questions.

"We have been in here long enough," the Head Girl continued, "Finish washing up."

With various soaps and shampoo, the lovely silver haired woman continued cleaning up before finally turning the shower off. She stepped out, refreshed and grabbed a towel if one was not offered. It was late and she needed to thoroughly dry off before calling it a night.