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PT 31: Your Future Is…

“As I said,” Terra says, giving you a pointed look. “Most of you will be receiving your first streaming today into one of our six training cores. They aren’t set in stone, but 95% of cadets become officers in their initial training core, so keep that in mind. You may not immediately like your assigned core, but odds are it suits you in ways you might not yet understand.”

She hits a button and the six cores appear on the screen behind her. You know what you want to be, but you’re not at all certain you’ll be assigned it.

What do you want to be assigned to, cadet?

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PT 30: Who Did It?

Five minutes before class starts and you’re sitting in the classroom, the other cadets chattering around you. You slept surprisingly well last night given all the exciting, confusing, arousing things that happened between you and Terra.

“What happened to you last night?” Suki plonks down next to you. “Did Terra spend all night tearing into you?”

“Huh? Uh, yeah,” you stutter, acutely aware you can’t tell her what actually happened. “Yeah she did.”

“Wow, it was weird how she showed up like that,” Suki exclaims. “Instructors never come around after classes. She must have been really pissed at you.”
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PT 29: What Is Love?

“Yes,” you admit softly. You don’t know how she knows this stuff about you, but you’re glad she does. There’s more to it though. She’s told you she’s doing this because she thinks you need… what, exactly? When you’re with Terra, you want more than you can have, and that’s a sweet kind of torture, even now, held on her lap and gazing into her beautiful eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, ma’am,” you say. You don’t want to risk saying more and having Terra reject you completely. It’s not like you’re in love with her. Well, not like *that*. And you’ll tell yourself that as often as you need to in order to keep things working with her. Continue reading

PT 28: An Orgasm and a Reason

You let out little whimpered moans of protest as Terra first slides you off her lap and then takes you back over her thighs, her every movement gentle as she settles you into position. Your clit is pressed against the ridge of her leg, the slick fabric of your underwear making it almost impossible not to grind against Terra as she starts to spank you, lightly this time.

You’re so close to climax, to an orgasm you know she’s not really supposed to be giving you – and yet she is. Somewhere in your desire, the questions are rising inside you. Why? Why is Terra breaking all the rules for you?
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PT 25: Panties Up or Panties Down?

Terra releases you from the hug, leaving you standing there feeling sort of sorry for yourself and very hot bottomed. The paddle leaves a hell of an impression, and you’re pretty sure you won’t be sitting comfortably for at least a couple of days. Though she’s not hugging you anymore, you’re still filled with the closeness you felt when she held you. In spite of the pain in your butt, and the sulkiness you can’t quite help after being paddled like that, you feel sort of… good.

“You can pull your pants back up, if you like,” she suggests.

Oh god, you’re still halfway butt naked in front of her. The impulse to cover up is matched on the other side by the burn and sting. Your pants are kind of tight, and pulling them over a sore butt is going to make you really uncomfortable.

What next, cadet?

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PT 22: Jealousy

You turn and walk away, feeling a knot in your stomach as you try not to think about what must have been going on in Terra’s office. You soon have another class which totally fails to keep your mind off things, and then another, and by the time the day ends, you’re more than ready for a few drinks in the common room with your friends.

They’re drinking to get happy. You’re drinking to forget. Everybody is enjoying themselves and you’re mustering enough of a smile to ensure that nobody really notices that you’re quite miserable.

You wonder how everyone else always seems to have such an easy time. It seems so simple for them.

“Please,” Suki says, practically crawling up on your knee. She’s had quite a few and is looking very pink around the cheeks. She’s dressed herself in a very, very short skirt which is hiding less than nothing as she draws her legs up onto your lap. “You have to introduce me to Boris.”
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PT 21: Rumor, or Reality?

Lunch is soon over, and it’s time to report to Terra. She and Morsey excused themselves from lunch before you and your friends were done. They left the canteen together, much to your chagrin. Unlike you, your friends are all in a good mood. There’s a party tonight in the common room and they’re looking forward to it, but you’re not quite in the spirit.

“You’re coming though, right?” Suki makes big eyes at you. You know why she wants you to go. She wants you to hook her up with Boris.

“I don’t know, maybe,” you shrug. “I’ll see.”

“You’re in danger,” she says suddenly.

“What?” You frown at her.

“In danger of becoming SERIOUSLY boring,” she grins. “You have to come.”

“Yeah, maybe,” you repeat yourself. That doesn’t satisfy her, but the bell for the end of lunch just rang and you all have places to be. You have Terra to report to.

You feel a now familiar nervous excitement as you approach Terra’s office. You tell yourself that there are lots of reasons why Morsey and Terra might be talking. They’re both instructors, after all. Maybe Terra is trying to teach Morsey how to get a handle on her classes. It doesn’t mean there’s anything between them. Suki’s always spreading rumors and they’re hardly ever true.

You stop outside Terra’s office door and lift your hand to knock. Before you can, you hear giggling inside, a soft, feminine sound.

“Oh you’re so naughty!”

That’s Morsey’s voice. You just spent an hour listening to it before lunch. Your hand freezes in the air as you’re suddenly faced with a flood of feelings and several options for action.

What do you do?

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PT 20: Too Old, Too Young; Hot, or Not?

“I’m just saying,” Suki whispers as Instructor Morley finally begins the class. “Terra’s old.”

Old? Not once have you looked at Terra and thought she was old. She’s mature, yes. Strong, for certain. And she was a confident figure leading your unit when you were filled with nerves, wondering if you were actually going to make it through the academy’s training. Age is about the last thing you think about with Terra – except maybe when she talks to you like you should still be in diapers. Continue reading

PT 19: So Many Feelings

“I’m sorry, Instructor Terra,” you say. “I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable yesterday. I’m sorry I was late this morning. I couldn’t sleep last night. I was so… nervous about everything. I’m sorry I’ve let you down and made you punish me.”

She looks at you and you see her wavering.

“I think I’m going to regret this, cadet,” she says, putting the paddle back down on the desk. “But you’re free to go. You’re still on report, so check in with me after lunch, understand?”

“Yes ma’am, thank you ma’am!” You don’t have to fake enthusiasm and gratitude, you’re filled with both. You could practically hug her, except after everything she’s said, you don’t dare.
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PT 18: Bend Over, Young Lady

You hesitate for a second. That doesn’t go down well. Terra takes you by the hand, twists you around and lands two slaps on your bottom hard enough to make you skip up onto your toes.

“To my office, cadet,” she repeats. You can’t help but notice that she’s being really intensely stern. You know what awaits you in the office won’t be good for your butt, if Nina’s swats are anything to go by.

“Uh, maybe I will take that transfer to another instructor after all,” you quip. It earns you another hard slap right to the center of your cheeks.
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PT 17: Terra-ble Trouble

After one of the worst night’s sleep of your life, you wake up to an empty dorm. Immediately, you know something is wrong. You don’t want to look at your alarm clock. You don’t want to know how late you are. You know you’re late for sure, because you actually feel pretty rested, and the way you were tossing and turning all night, there’s no way you would feel this good if you’d gotten up on time.

Class starts at 8.30 am. Maybe you’ve just missed breakfast. Maybe you can still make it if you pull on your uniform and run… “FUCK!”

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