"It's time to talk about penises!" our teacher said, taking silicone dildos out of that cardboard box she brought earlier.
I glanced at XX30 at my side. She looked half-curious, half-prudish about it. Me? I was 100% curious!
She gave one to each of us and explained they were realistic representations of medium-sized erect penises. I contemplated it, and it did look great, all the way to the texture and veins, including fake balls at its end. I instinctively grabbed my dildo and put it in front of my crotch. I walked around as if that junk was mine. Not bad!
"How do I look?" I asked, then grinned.
"Ridiculous," said KS12, unable to hold a laugh. "Stop this nonsense and put this down!" she requested.
Under the scrotum was a suction cup. I firmly planted it on my desk. It was now stuck to the table straight up, dandling a little. It made me giggle. It was going to be a fun day!
"Enough with this!" said KS12. "Your fourth duty as carers is to care for your fighters so well that the only thing they think about out there is coming back to you."
"I don't understand. Wouldn't that be more of a distraction than anything else?" I asked.
"Possibly, but let's turn the problem upside down. Imagine fighters didn't have carers and deployed to an oasis. Hundreds of bugs swarm all around them. What would their most natural reaction be?"
"Fight?" I suggested.
"No, they would flee," said KS12. I noticed the carers beside me nodded in agreement. "They would flee for self-preservation. Because why would they risk their life?"
"Honor? Duty? Friendship? We fought in simulation before even knowing about all that nonsense!"
"But in simulation, you're safe. When you die, you can start again. When your life is at stake, honor and duty aren't enough. Sex is. That's why you'll give your fighter proper sexual release. The better you are with sex, the more motivated they will be to fight, protect and survive."
"That doesn't make sense!" I complained. "I would go there right now if I could! I don't need sex! Many of my brothers would be the same!"
"For one, it's easy for you to say not knowing what our world is like. And secondly, would you come back?"
She made her point, and I didn't reply. I wouldn't come back. But if I were a fighter or treated with more respect and consideration, I would!
"Besides, we don't have all day to debate. So, believe it or not, the quality of your sex directly affects your brothers' survival out there, which directly affects your survival here. Understood?"
I wasn't convinced but nodded anyway.
"As I said, all sex starts with a good handjob or blowjob, ideally both. Today, we're going to work on the basics. Grab your dildo and a tablet, and watch the instructions."
My hand was barely large enough to go around my dildo's shaft, but a good third of its length was still sticking out. And that was medium-sized, I thought, impressed. I remembered that pervert in jail that cummed on me with his huge cock: he was nowhere close to medium-sized. I tried not to think about that, joined the other carers, and watched detailed instructions about pleasing men.
"We must adapt to different sizes, right?" asked XX30.
"Well, of course," said KS12. "You don't suck a small dick the same way you do a large one. For small ones, your mouth alone is enough. Medium, don't hesitate to add a hand. For large ones, two hands are always a must. Listen to your man and their feedback, if they give any. It is also your responsibility to remember it for later. Handjob or blowjob, in both cases, start slow and soft, particularly if your partner is not erect yet."
I looked left and right, and everyone was already putting all their heart into handling those plastic dildos, including XX30.
"Come on, XX01. Stroke it, not only at the base. You have to stimulate the gland. Ah, and a personal tip: eye contact is important. Establishing a strong connection is always good. Don't hesitate to show and touch your breasts: adventurers would probably enjoy that. It can be helpful to moan but don't overdo it yet. There is a strong psychological element in good sex. Most men want to feel like you belong to them. They want to think you like what you're doing. If you don't, pretend!"
I scoffed. Like what I'm doing? Better kill me now. I was curious to see what a cock looked like from up close. But now I had seen it, the enthusiasm was gone.
"XX01! In your mouth! Come on!"
"Ugh!" I sighed. Reluctantly, I put the tip into my mouth and touched around with my tongue. It made me shiver. XW15 was going at it like crazy, swallowing that cock to the balls. She was already becoming a perfect little slut. No way I would ever become anything close to that.
"Very good, XW15," complimented KS12. "For blowjobs, never use your teeth, don't forget to use your tongue. Yes, perfect, XX30!"
I looked at XX30, and she was also sucking that cock like a maniac! I coughed and took the dick out of my mouth.
"Keep going, XX01, that was a good start!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't! It won't do," I said.
"Come," KS12 said, taking me to the furthest side of the room. "Listen, I won't force you to do it. But this," she said, waving at the other carers, "this is very important. Soon, you will be hungry, tired, sore, stressed, or even depressed. Maybe a friend will die while the morale of the entire squad will rest on your shoulders. Then, the difference between a bad time, a lot of trouble, or the death of the entire squad and everything going fine is just a good blowjob. If I were you, those are skills I would master as soon as possible. Trust me."
That hit me like a monumental slap on my face. I could tell KS12 knew what she was talking about. I took a deep breath, realizing the gravity of her comment. "Thanks," I said, "better go back at it, then?"
After an hour of jerking off and sucking dicks, my jaw, tongue, and forearm felt sore and tired.
"What about sex? Aren't we going to train at that?" I asked.
"Well, this is all part of sex!"
"No, I mean penetration. Is it planned for us to train at that, too?"
She chuckled. "Eager, aren't we?"
"Absolutely not, but I wonder if and when it will happen."
"In that case, lucky for you! We're not going to have practical lessons for that. Just videos."
"Huh? Why?" I asked, surprised.
"From my experience, this is a rather instinctive skill, so training isn't as necessary. But, mostly, it would prevent one of your fighters from the privilege of deflowering you!"
I coughed. "Excuse me?"
"Yes! Taking a carer's virginity is a great honor and a source of pride for men. As of right now, your fighters are already competing for that honor. Whoever performs the best during their training will get the right to have sex with you first."
I was appalled at the news but couldn't help but laugh nervously. "So, we're going to be trophies for men, is that it? They're playing at who's going to 'deflower' us?"
"I see what you mean, but please understand. It is tradition, and-"
"Fuck tradition!" I interrupted her. "And fuck that shit. I won't be anyone's trophy!"
"Please, XX01. Just play along. There's nothing you can do to stop it anyways."
I chuckled. "Nothing I can do? We'll see about that..."
KS12 returned to teaching another girl how to jerk off properly and ignored me again. My dildo was still dandling in front of me on the desk. I hesitated but made up my mind.
I pulled my skirt up slightly and spread my legs. Damn, accessing my pussy was so easy without panties. I hated to admit it, but jerking off and sucking videos had made me drenched down there. Maybe the practice contributed as well. For that whole time, I thought of how I would have loved to have one of those cocks, with XX30 doing all these things to me.
I put the tip of the dildo in my mouth. Might as well go all the way, given the circumstances. I swallowed that dick as deep in my throat as possible, repressing a gag reflex before taking it out. It was now dripping with saliva, which made me proud of myself.
Now was no time to hesitate. I grabbed that cock and stuck it on the chair. The view of a penis between my legs amused me briefly but now wasn't the time. There was nothing to do to prevent a man from taking my virginity, right? I stood up, aligned the saliva-covered cock with my vagina, and let myself drop to get impaled. I felt like a sharp sting as the dildo forced through my hymen, but the pain quickly dissipated. Besides that, it didn't feel like much: a discomfort in my belly, at most, with a faint lingering pain like a cut near the entrance of my vagina. That's what all the fuss was about? I was disappointed.
"XX01?" asked KS12. "What did you do with-"
I winced as I took the dildo out and stuck it on the table again. There was blood on it, letting everyone unambiguously know what I did.
"I won't be someone else's prize," I said. "My virginity was mine to take. Fuck men."
I expected KS12 to get mad, but she didn't. She froze for a second. "Come with me," she said. "Girls, keep training!"
She accompanied me to the toilets and made me wash the blood away from the dildo and my crotch.
"Are you ok?" she asked. I nodded. "Do we agree you're not telling this to anyone?" I nodded again. "I'd be proud of you if you had any idea how reckless that was." She sighed, then smiled.
We returned to class, and she asked me to keep practicing like the others as if nothing happened.
I complied and kept jerking off and sucking that silicone thing, which was hard work. When class ended, I discreetly slid my dildo back into my vagina, determined to take it with me. The pain was already gone, and getting penetrated felt absolutely dull. Combat-focused carer, I remembered.
"Where is your dildo?" asked KS12 as I left the room.
"I put it back in the box, like the other," I pretended, showing my empty hands.
She frowned at me but didn't investigate the matter further, and I walked out, still feeling that foreign presence in me. Walking with that dildo up my cunt was hard: I could feel it slowly sliding out despite my best efforts at keeping it in. It was the first time I purposefully clenched my vagina onto something, which felt weird. Like I was suddenly gaining a new ability. It wasn't enough, though, and I was forced to walk while awkwardly crossing my legs. If I didn't get the opportunity to shove it back in with my hand when I got alone in a corridor, it would have dropped for sure before I could reach our dorm.
Hours later that evening, I was in bed, my jaw and hands still exhausted from that lesson, waiting for XX30 to fall asleep. When I heard her breath was slow and deep, I took that dildo I hid under my pillow and put it on my crotch again. I didn't have a real cock, but I had that dildo. My dildo. My improvised cock. Slowly, I jerked it off again, feeling sexier than before. I imagined that shaft was mine for real, and XX30 had knelt facing me, ready to suck at it, while I was trying to get hard and ready for her. With that new motivation, I went faster and harder, ignoring my tiredness. And when it was too hard to keep going, I changed hands. And I kept going, following KS12's advice and training hard at that new skill, pushing further my body limits. Because one day, I would rather jerk a man off than have to get fucked by him. And because one day, I'd fuck XX30 with it.
Does XX01 ever get the happy ending she ever wants?
50 chapters to go
Is there an actual reason for leadership to be using the 'bait' tactic? I find it extremely hard to believe that would be the tactic the whole of humanity is using against the enemy here unless there was a reason(like using more complex strategies promoting the development of intelligence in the enemy). The only other reason would be leaving low hanging fruit for the MC to show off their smarts.
There are strategic, political, and economic reasons for it. I've covered it a little in chapters 9-10. I don't want to spoil the story too much, but some of your questions will be answered in about 10 chapters. Let's say the simulation isn't a perfect representation of reality.
i actually really liked your character building here it was very realistic. also can you represent a chapter like side story or i don't know a discussion from xx30 or xw15 or xx 02 or xx04. i like to see the perspective of a normal or power hungry female and also i wish to know about what the men are doing right now!!
Another reader wondered about a potential spin-off, but as I said then: I have so many projects that I most likely won't have time for this. But if anyone feels like writing it, I'll help and support the project.
@ItsOnlyForFiction no i am not asking for spinoff i like something like one extra chapter with different point of view thing. some authors give extra content when their patreon or kfi or some followers hit a certain number and give this kinda point of view things i am just suggesting u can consider this its just one or two chapters or u can do half a chapter ?! specially the s*x scenes might have more supporters but give a sample or two and readers ask for more a few months later u make them free stuff for more advertising . this is more obvious on the "kingly boulevard" plat form. :) i don't know if there are any rules for naming other platforms here so try to use synonyms for this.
@shahrokh I'll keep this in mind, but right now my main focus is finishing the story as it is ^^