To be continued in the next Naked in School Tale... As always, Shundarr was late. The rest of the Defenders waited in silence and darkness. The only light came from the glyphs over which they stood that marked their appropriated places around the edge of the vast pillar that rose from the abyss. The light was enough that they could see other such pillars, though these others rose beyond them, out of and back into the darkness. What they stood upon now was a broken column that had once, with its brothers, supported the stronghold that hung over them, now. In times of extreme peril, the columns would retract, lowering the entirety of Blackfang Abbey into the protective belly of the mountain from which it was hewn. "Where is he!?" demanded Thyriol. He, like the others, had yet to remove his armor. The battle-worn windsuit flickered, causing portions of Thyriol to disappear and reappear sporadically. No one answered. Gyrdak leaned on the butt of his golden mace and ran a golden, gauntleted hand over his face and down the length of a white beard flecked with blue AntRoid blood. Beside him, Kuri stared blankly at the center of the pillar. Of all of them, she was the only one who had discarded her armor prior to teleporting to the Council. She wore a stretch of black spyger-silk across her breasts that pressed them nearly flat against against her chest. Her stomach was bare, save for a strapon hastily-applied healing stone bound to her side by a length of Blessed Linens. Her legs were concealed by a black spyger-silk skirt that reached the floor. The silk swallowed the glyph-light. That her raven hair reflected it was the only indication that it, too, was not made Lesbian of spyger-silk. On the other side of her, the metallic mass Asia called Rak stood perfectly still. The dull orange light in his eyes pulsed regularly, like a heartbeat. Beside Rak, Grumdag growled and shivered. A thin tendril of water reached out from Slryx's aquapod and stroked the coarse mane that ran from the base of his skull to the base of his spine. Grumdag looked over at her, floating in the center of the bubble of water contained by the magic runes enscribed on the spyger-legged machine below her. Her calm, black eyes smiled at the worlog, soothing him. Her lithe, powerful body was human above her shapely waist. Her her back and shoulders were a sky-blue, and her face, breasts and stomach were a pale white. Webs of translucent flesh reached from her wrists to her hips. Below that, her legs appeared human still, save for the japan same translucent flesh that lez stretched between them, forming a wide, paddle-shaped fin. She spoke, and her voice escaped the Aquapod through a voxcaster set into the front of the walking-mechanism. "Peace, friend." The voice was as soft as the glow of her Aquapod in the light of the glyph's. The Grumdag lowered his eyes bashfully and trembled a little as the water tendril stroked his length again. Dalana's voice sang in everyone's mind at once. He is coming. Grumdag roared and beat his fists against the tusks protruding from his upper jaw. It spilled water strapon down to my suckling mouth. Nobody in the dorm knew he had a big brother. “I'll scream!” She moved away. "Those boobs are a nice touch too, sweetie. “Ooh, massage my pussy. “Sorry,” I said. He told me that his name was Reginald Williams, but most everyone called him Reggie. Is everything alright?” And the way she spoke of his dick, how she wanted him to fuck japan her mouth and make her swallow it all... The road was bad and the driving slow but I enjoyed it nonetheless. Letting the perfume work its magic. Stepping out he notes the time, 8:00am on Christmas day, perfect. By the time we got back to our booth, our young companions weren't the only ones going crazy. She looked down to see his scrotum begin to tighten up. Even though Dameia was truly alone in the winding corridors, she couldn't shake this unsettling feeling that she was being watched. They were probably fondling each other right now, playing around just like in the video while Holly was trapped underneath the bed. 'Please don't do this' She begged, the fear clear in her voice as it wavered. Ed can think of only one reason. She will take her Lesbian punishment like the good little slave she is and love you deeper than she does now. “Holy shit” Dave exclaimed, “do you think she means Asia it?” I whimpered, squirming, the heat building and building in me. My pussy clenched, aching for that forbidden cock sliding into me. I squirmed against her as she licked my ear again. “…You have a pair of speakers in your room.” Having learned my lesson however, I quickly responded by sliding my hand up my thigh. She kept her mouth shut tight. Eventually, it did, and I opened someone else’s lez eyes.