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So You Want to be a _______ [Temara]

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Kaleb wasn't sure why, after so long going to visit Mei Lee's for their lessons from Mistress Won, they were now changing the curriculum and learning at General (technically ex-general, but Kaleb was impressed to indirectly know someone of such accomplishment, still to young to come to the terms with the irony of how his own family's history didn't phase him) Won's instead. He did, however, know that it meant that something was changing. As a small child, Kaleb had been rather... resistant to change. Since, he'd learned that it was rather inevitable (especially in the Veli household) but never meant an end to familiarity, order, discipline, or any of the other nice, neat things that he thrived on.

You just had to learn to take charge a little bit and find that order. People were creatures of habit, and usually it wasn't too hard if you could keep your head together and make the effort.

At the moment though, he was a bit distracted by the seat to his left, where Mama was taking them towards the grounds now. Normally they'd been able to get there through any number of other means besides their parents taking them- come to think of it, Papa had almost never taken them at all. Mama hardly seemed to think anything of this, however, as much as he felt awkward sitting across from her as she took him to learn more about mannerisms of companionship and seduction, methods of give and take, and discussion and learning about of physical training and pleasure (he was quite fond of both of which). It was the last part that was awkward though, since he knew very well that Mama had been through the same. Not that she and Papa gave any appearances of being chaste, but he tried not to think about the Room, or her taking the same lessons. It was awkward. Especially since she was quite cheerily taking them to it.

He had mostly been hoping conversation about it didn't spring up and watching the scenery as they drove, but as they came upon General Won's land... well, he was quite taken with just watching the scenery.

Leaning against the window, and looking out, Kaleb allowed himself a little bit of "ooh" and "aah" at the beautiful, exquisitely attended, crafted, measured, and planned gardens before them, and yet... there was a life to them as well that spoke to him almost of Kaylee's kind of natural, semi-wild creativity. Even the buildings seemed to have that quality. Everything was beautiful.

"Just look at those ponds, gardens... do you think Mistress Won will let us have time to explore?"
 
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Celeste turned and looked at her only male child and smiled; in some ways he was just so innocent and accepting. "Yes, Mistress Won will allow you time to explore. In fact it will be encouraged, most likely. Don't forget to always call General Won by his title. The Emperor has given him the title of Life General and it is a sign of great disrespect to the Emperor himself to do so." Not that she had any doubts about Kaleb doing so; the words were more for the benefit of the girl beside him who was being strangely quiet and passive...

...a little too passive...

Celeste reached over, flicking the girl in the forehead to get her attention. "What's wrong, Kaykay?

Rubbing her head, Kaylee looked up. "I don't want to go."

Celeste was so shocked that the brakes were slammed on, skidding the gravel everywhere off the road. "What do you mean, you don't want to go? You were the one who was so fired up to start lessons last year."

"Yeah, and then they got really boring. We just look at charts, and pictures. It's boring." Celeste shifted the car into park and then just started laughing until she was literally holding her sides. "That's because Mei Lee likes to do everything properly. And while Mistress Won likes to do things properly, she is a former geisha who was at one time the Imperial Son's high Mistress. General Won was the only man who could have challenged the Imperial Son's claim on her and lived and only because he had saved his life when he was younger, and was owed a boon. Trust me, now that the true lessons have started, you'll be anything but bored.

As she started up the car again, Kaylee continued to pout. When they'd first started the lessons, Kaylee had been all excited and had ripped through the books even faster than Kaleb normally did. But then she'd gotten bored. Only Kaleb would know that she had not gotten bored, but had then tried using some of the techniques and the like on him, only to be limited by his good sense and the rules he wasn't quite willing to break yet.

But as they arrived at the front door, Mistress Won was there waiting for them, in a kimono even more elaborate than the ones Mei Lee wore. Celeste got out, bowed to Mistress Won, then opened the doors for the twins. "Mistress Won, my children, Kaleb Nicholas and Kaylee Mayra." The woman nodded. "You may go, Lady Celeste. I look forward to tea with you this evening." She nodded, and started up the car again, leaving the twins on their own.

Kumiko then turned, and despite her diminunative stature still seemed rather impressive as she stood at the top of the grandiose stairs. "Follow me." And would lead the children inside, to a grand parlor in which the floors were literally white marble, and gilted pillars held up the ceiling. As they stood in the middle of the room, the tiny woman turned and looked at each of them for a moment, before raising her hand every so slightly. Two women then stepped beside each twin and began stripping them of their clothing.

"Hey! What's going on here!" Kaylee demanded, as she struggled with her 'captors'.

"Lady Kaylee, you will not argue with any order I give, although you may ask the reason behind it. You are being stripped so that I may assess your physical attributes better."
 
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Mama began to laugh and... Kaleb stared, disconcerted. He wasn't sure what Kaylee had said that was funny. Normally it was Papa who laughed like that for no discernible reason.

The highschooler was a little confused at how exactly to take the sudden stream of information he'd mostly heard about in some sense or other before, or at least what Mama was driving at with it all. Or the statements about true lessons and being bored. They sounded... exciting. Or intimidating, as you liked. He was favoring exciting at this point, but not one-hundred-percent certain he was sticking with it.

...not that he saw anything wrong with a bit of charts and pictures. Why, with the discussions and texts, and the occasional hands on massage or other lesson, he generally felt quite positive he was learning. And useful things. Which were very interesting to a teenager old enough to have gotten comfy with his change into adulthood.

He did understand enough of how Kaylee worked, though, to know that learning about things and being told she couldn't then go and put them into use must have infuriated her to no end.

Only a little bit of time to think, though, before they stopped, and Kaleb suddenly realized he'd lost his chance to inspect all the scenery he'd want to look at later. However, now he was meeting Mistress Won again, and this time if she was going to be directly teaching them the full lessons... well, he carefully looked at her, for all the help it gave him figuring out what to expect in way of changes for their lessons. Mama and her were very respectful, and he was almost curious at the even deeper look at the layers of rules of their other culture. So when the doors opened, he gave Kaylee a glance, and then gladly followed after.

Nodding politely, he followed Kumiko down the hall, until they came to the grand parlor- a huge, magnificent place. He could only think of the mansion Mama and Papa never seemed to want to stay in for too long, even though he knew they technically owned it as much as they cared to. The boy was still inspecting when the raising hand caught his eye and he wondered what-

"H-hey! Excuse me?" larger than his sister, he resisted much more cautiously, as if afraid he'd hurt them or do something improper and offend Mistress Won, simply wanting to step away or push their hands away. He was already at quite the disadvantage though, given as he'd almost let them get his coat off before he noticed something was unusual. Continuing to defend himself even as Mistress Won's voice rose, it was hard to deny the tone of calm authority in it. And Mama had left them to her lessons, which she'd taken.

Our physical attributes?

He understood how it was related, obviously, but Mei Lee had never done that. Kaleb glanced at his sister, trying to be reassuring- he naturally took a glance over the skin they were revealing on his twin, but didn't think much of it. For the sake of the rest of the room, however, Mistress Won and the servants, he started to color unfortunately brightly as he finally, if reluctantly, lifted his hands and allowed them to undo the belt and strip him of his pants and then... apparently everything else.

As for what he had, well.

Kaleb was his father's son in many regards, and his mother's in the rest. Rayner was built middling with a thinner waist and muscle in hard earned chords and knots that made him look slimmer than anyone as strong as him had any right to appear, if a little less "pretty" for it. Kaleb had been lucky enough not to get his mother's larger hips. Instead, while his skin and hair were close to Mama's, he was built much like a slimmer, sleeker Rayner. Even "pretty" in a touch of a "pretty boy" sense. He was stronger than he looked too, but while Rayner looked tough and intimidating, Kaleb mostly had the look of an athlete, muscles that rounded and showed off nicely, but kept his body lean overall, a body hard training had worked of all fat (except a light touch of baby cheeks even still) and the longer blonde hair with hints of red, carefully tied up the back of his head that'd fall down between his shoulders if undone.

And he was... well, he was his father's son.

Men often continued to grow right up until 25, and Kaleb had a few years to go yet before he'd grow fully into things, but with the embarrassing slight swelling of a teenager suddenly exposed to a room full of pretty women, it was evident he had not been given "the short end of the stick"... so to speak.



The boy resisted the urge to cover himself with his hands, and dutifully stood flushing for Mistress Won's assessment.
 
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Kaylee had a few more layers, and as such took a mite longer to be stripped down so by the time that Kaleb was completely flustered and out of sorts, Kaylee was finally stripped down and Mistress Won was walking around and inspecting her brother...

...like a piece of meat...

"Hey!", she was about to tell her that it was rude to 'stare' at someone in their birthday suit before she got a glance at just what her brother's birthday suit involved. Flushing bright red cheeks, she wrapped her arms around her perfectly portioned almost C cups and tried not to think about how many times she'd wondered about that since they'd hit puberty and mama had told them they couldn't bathe together anymore.

But no sooner had she done so than she felt a sharp rap against her wrist that had her jerking her hands away from her breasts and found Kumiko standing beside her and ignoring Kaleb.

"You will not ever show shame of your body or of bodies show to you beyond the attractive blush of your cheeks. I want each of you to face the other, and observe each others bodies." Once they turned to face each other, she'd tap Kaylee on the hand again.

"Observe your brother. Tell me what you see."

Kaylee, still blushing had to fight the urge to cover up her body but forced her eyes upwards to look at her brother.

"Strawberry blond hair, grown a little longer than usual at the moment. Blue green eyes. Natural. Smooth skin. Broad but lean shoulders and chest, Five foot--" But she got no further before Kumiko had reached out, grabbing Kaylee's wrist and placing it on Kaleb's chest, letting her feel his heart beat.

"Focus on him. See him not as your brother, but as a man. A young, virile man." Kaylee glanced down and giggled.

"I can see he is very virile." but at a stern look from Kumiko she restrained any further giggles and looked back up into her brother's eyes. "A strong face." ba-dum...he'd feel her own racing heart through the hand upon his chest. ba-dum

"Soft lips...a strong chin..." Her hand slid slowly down his chest. "A swimmer's shoulders if he'd practice a bit more..." Her hand caressed his skin, floating along the tiny hairs. "A narrow waist and..." She swallowed as her hand slid past the juncture of his torso to leg, the nail raking along his skin.

"...strong thighs."

Kumiko sighed. "Yes. Good enough for now.", she then turned to Kaleb. "Master Kaleb. Now describe your sister to me as you see her. As a man sees a woman."
 
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Now it was Kaleb's turn to almost speak up as she rapped at Kaylee's hands, getting an even better look at his sister, and averting his eyes quickly enough, though he was not quite so bothered as she seemed by his state. It also helped him relax a bit... or at least be too caught up in the ongoing lesson to form a good argument or resistance, that Mistress Won immediately launched into more instruction with a hint of familiar sound, like they might have learned with Mei Lee. And so, even unbalanced, he dutifully soaked up the words and digested them, not sure he could entirely follow the rule, but trying for now. He trusted Mistress Won, even if he was feeling all kinds of out of sorts.

Only now they were sorta being forced into a bit of hands-on training, too.

He'd seen her in very little, and knew that she was getting bustier, but he could have sworn those weren't quite so big the last time they had...

Kaleb stood a bit rigid- not down there- but managed to let Kaylee get a good look at a straight-front, still, if a bit too-tense self. She listed off the words and he figured they were getting through it, but wondered what the point of the practice was, aside from maybe getting them comfortable with themselves physically. And then he opened his mouth and fought not to game or feel uncomfortable as she put her hand on his heart. Normally, nothing big. They cuddled plenty. But they'd pretty much never cuddles sans clothes since back when they were young enough that bath time was play time for the pair. He cleared his throat, shifting his eyes away, then sharply back, shifting his feet slightly and looking unsure but trying very hard to do as Mistress Won said as Kaylee cracked a joke and they went on.

The poor boy just got a little jolt as her nails slid down further, things reacting and continuing to get a bit more attentive as he was suddenly put on the spot. With Mistress Won already exhasperated.

"Ah- umm, she-" he paused, made himself stop, and after one long, deep breath, expelled the panic. He just had to calm down. Take a little control. Keep to the system, unless he was ready to make a better one. And he might have been a teenager, and by definition arrogant, but Mistress Won was the one in the know here. "Right. As a woman."

"Blue eyes, strawberry-blond hair, fair skin, few freckles," he listed off the same she'd said quickly, moving on, "...slender. But I know she's very fit, and flexible." He realized he was going off knowledge about his sister- not the point. His eyes move downward on her, but he moved them quickly up again. "She looks flexible, that's, well, appealing. Her hair is a nice length, tossed a little. Naturally gathers itself there, makes her look just a little wild or, ah, spirited."

Why was his mouth feeling so dry right now?

"Soft face, but not like a doll... it has personality. Pretty, and memorable. Full bottom lip. Long lashes. She, umm," he continued to try and find things about her face, but he was probably by this point receiving a rap and having his hand moved as well.

It sort of stopped there, and his throat went dry. And why, exactly, did he have to resist an urge to squeeze?

"...soft. Soft skin... ...and soft breasts. Not small... not real big, just... ah, suit her."

At least he was starting to feel a little more comfortable with this, slowly.

"Her... her hips are good. Small waist, strong hips. And, ah. Long. Strong legs." His hand shifted on her breast a bit, still imagining he could feel both their heartbeats in his hand. His eyes rose from there to her face. "Supple but strong. Over all I mean." He wasn't quite old enough, dirty in the mind enough, experienced, or comfortable enough to be immediately figuring out why that stuck out so much in his head at the moment.
 
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Kaylee blushed a bright pink that was about as far from normal as you could get as Kaleb ran over her attributes, her heart leaping into her throat. Mistress Won sighed again, in a way that over time they would learn was a sign of displeasure. But for the moment, she said nothing and looked at the women who had stripped them out of their clothes. "You may have your clothing back when you leave. Until I feel you are ready, you will be allowed no clothing. Including in front of the other students. Turn."

Did she..

Yeaup, she did. Right at the moment, two other girls came into the room. One slighter than than Kaylee, but more exotic looking, with a bundle of bright purple hair in the style of most Gaians and more mature than their age. The other though, was a little dumpy, shorter even than Kaylee, but about twice as big. She had a shape at least, her hair was a far more normal silver. But the most disconcerting was the fact that both of them were fully clothed and looking at Kaleb and Kaylee dispassionately as if nothing about them was impressive in the least.

"Lady Kimberly and Lady Maelle, may I present two of your fellow student. Master Kaleb and Lady Kaylee. You will be taking classes with them, feel free to instruct them as you were instructed in your first weeks here." With that instruction, the more thick student stepped forward towards Kaleb and grinned slightly as her hands then found his chest and moved along it, slowly, caressingly before sliding further down, completely in control of her own emotions and hormones. Ever so gently, her hand wrapped around Kaleb's shaft and moved along it, stroking the flesh.

Kaylee watched stunned as the pudgier girl moved so confidently, as if with complete ease with her own body. It wasn't a type of body she was used to seeing on Gaia, but when the girl moved, it was still as fluid as the best of fighters. Completely mesmerizing, Kaylee began to observe her until the girls hand shifted and moved towards Kaleb's still erect shaft and her eyes widened and she had to fight down the urge to claw the girl's eyes out. She even went so far as a step forward, but got no further than a step before she found herself accosted by the other more exotic girl who had been walking around her and had reached forward to wrap around her chest from behind, her hands cupping Kaylee's breasts, the nipples being pinched by small delicate hands.

"Ah!", a small cry of distress that had her turning to look at the girl. But before anything else could be said, Mistress Won spoke again, commanding attention.

"Lady Kimberly and Maelle are about to graduate from this school. For the next month when you are in this house, they have full and total access to your bodies. You are not allowed to protest and in fact, you must find a way to find pleasure in it." She glanced at Kaleb and smiled evilly. "You are going to have a hard time, Master Kaleb. Quite literally." She chuckled at her own little joke, the other two girls joining in, but not releasing the twin's bodies. "Or you will find out exactly why people find pain quite enjoyable." During this entire time, Kimberly kept stroking Kaleb's shaft and Maelle kept rubbing Kaylee's nipples, even as the younger twin kept a bright shade of pink upon her face, but didn't seem unpleasant.
 
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"The other-" There had never been any other students! How could she-

Kaleb wasn't sure whether it was better that there were only two, or if he would have preferred it to be a little less personal with a full room of them. He supposed he should be relieved there were no other males, if also slightly embarrassed that there were more women, and... they were fully dressed? And apparently impersonal enough as it were. Kaleb now, finally, looked about ready to run for the hills, and opened his mouth to ask a question, maybe protest, as the silver haired girl approached him, and placed her hands on his chest. Smiling. She was bigger than any of the girls he'd had an interest in at school, but she moved confidently, almost hypnotically, and with a full confidence that kept him glued on her much better than the teenage girls at school ever did with their stand-in of arrogance.

Kaleb didn't have the presence of mind, at the moment, to hide a distinctive swallow.

Mistress Won had already had him at least ready for that, however, but despite Kaylee's hands wandering a little bit Kaleb was in no way prepared not to flinch as she moved her hands. And as she suddenly took a hold lost that composure, giving out a little cry of protest born of shock, with a distinct shudder as the teenager's equipment was taken up, trying to step away. That didn't work. In fact, her hand didn't come off at all, and with a little sound of pain he stepped into place again, and almost immediately shuddered under the stimulation. He was just glad he hadn't stepped away more forcefully, or he was afraid that it would have made the whole thing painful, rather than quickly melting into the... pleasure.

He turned his head to Kaylee, and only widened his eyes and reacted further to her sudden attack and absorption into the other girl. He was about to turn to Mistress Won for help when she spoke.

"Full and total- but- I-" Kaleb's eyes widened as if pleading for help from Kumiko, extremely uncomfortable socially despite that he was very clearly physically enjoying himself. And as she cracked the joke, he suddenly knew just how lost the cause was- Mei Lee had taught them ABOUT sensuality, courtesanly manners, and the world of carnal pleasure. Mistress Kumiko, however, was going to teach it to them. Much more directly. Now he realized what Mama had meant in the car- and didn't think he could ever ride here with her again. She'd known!

"...yes, Mistress Won," Kaleb said, turning his attention to the chuckling girl in front of him. His face was about as beet red as he got, his entire body stiff as a board and shaking slightly, not even sure where to begin to decide what he should be doing at the moment. His shaft, however, quite happily swelled in the grip, as long as she didn't pull overly hard without provocation. Very slowly, he seemed able to lose himself into just enjoying it.
 
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"Good. Now Master Kaleb and Lady Kaylee, turn and look at each other." Once they'd done that, the other two girls would move slightly so that each of the twins would be able to see other enjoying their touch. Kaylee looked at Kaleb's eyes and in them was something that he rarely saw, a fear and vulnerable look that seemed totally focused on him. Her lips pulled apart and she fell back into Maelle's embrace, and the slightly older girl leaned down and pressed her lips into Kaylee's neck, and his sister completely lost contact with Kaleb's vision as the other girl continued to caress and manipulate her breasts and nipples, slowly one hand moved from her breast and began to slide down Kaylee's body, completely in Kaleb's view, towards a tuft of hair that was so fine and still that shade of pale strawberry blonde.

While all of this was going, Kimberly continued to stroke Kaleb masterfully, her hand moving to place pressure in just the right spot as she lifted and cupped his balls along with the strokes of her other hand. She seemed to know at exactly what point to stop and then to start again to build the excitement even further. Maelle's hand dipped into those strawberry curls between Kaylee's thighs and another servant had to help lower the girls to the ground before disappearing once again. But Kaylee's hips moved with the girls fingers dipped within, small jerking motions that seemed completely uncontrollable. "This is the crudest form of sensual manipulation. Any infantile whore can do this." Mistress Won's voice cut through the haze of hormones with a sharp sound.
 
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Haltingly, Kaleb turned to look at Kaylee, and for a moment felt almost outraged at the frightened look on his sister's face, as though, despite all assurances and trust and warning, he needed to stop this and help her at once. Only... the longer he watched, the more lost he got. She was... enjoying it, moving naturally to melt into the other girls fingers and lips. Kaleb's eyes widened, breath caught, and came in sharper motions as she slumped over the woman and squirmed along her fingers.

And the more he saw Kaylee enjoy it, the more he enjoyed it. There was a slight, strange feeling from her, and Kaleb found himself more entranced by watching her than he really should have, hips making tiny motions of jerks even though he continued to be quite capable of standing upright. He had practically no control over the slight reactions and slow heating of his body as the foreign touch made his inexperienced body tremble with excitement. As waves of pleasure rolled over the sensation, his body not capable of hiding it well, she'd paused and he'd gasp, left to wobble through it only to find her hand beginning again before it totally faded, and as the fingers went to his balls Kaleb couldn't help but bite his lip gently, eyes drifting half way to closed, the girls changing of pace instead of straight manipulation probably a good part of the reason why the young man hadn't already lost himself across the floor- or any of the three girls, as proximity might have it.

Mistress Won's voice cut through it, however, and while Kaleb was visibly distracted, physically hinging on the handjob, his eyes and attention managed to focus on Kumiko with a visible effort.
 
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Kimberly's hand moved more and more quickly as she noticed his excitement until he'd found it nigh on impossible to stop his climax from overwhelming him as he watched his sister and then turned his attention to Kumiko. "Do you find pleasure in watching Kaylee's pleasure, Master Kaleb?" Kumiko smiled as she watched the children follow her instructions even though with a nod at Kimberly, the girl began twisting her grasp around Kaleb's shaft until it would truly be impossible for him to contain himself for long.

"Lady Kaylee. Look at Kaleb, watch his pleasure as he watches you, knowing that his eyes are mesmerized by you." Kaylee's eyes fluttered open and she managed to look at her brother's face once more even as Maelle's fingers drove her to a quick and unexpected climax that left her mouth open and soft mewing moans slipping from her throat.
 
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Kaleb's body tensed, losing control as he reached up and grasped at one of Kimberly's shoulders, shaking and fighting, with what little distance from obviousness he could manage he fought not to pull away or resist. Not because he didn't like. Because it was overwhelming, and his body seemed to get strong and wild in it, rather than collapsing into liquid like Kaylee. The waves of pleasure that went beyond the physical touch came faster, and this time rapidly compounding and making him take a violent shake as the hand sped up, the boy crying out helplessly.

And then the hand twisted on Kaleb's shaft and he cried out, "Merde!" as he burried his head into his torturer's shoulder, teeth seeking something to lock into as he glanced up, and locked eyes on Kaylee again. Squirming. Shaking. Sighing. And the little song from her throat as her hips rolled and bucked to the fingers- and not only did he see it all, shiver at it all, the teenager entirely overwhelmed, but he felt little ghosts of it all wafting up from Kaylee like the world's most exquisite, tantalizing scent.

The hand twisted and drove to his root again.

Pupils dilated and barely focused, Kaleb cried out into her, the nearest available object, as his hips thrust forward against her hand and hot cum spurted in thick ropes and little jolts all across his sister and Maelle, while his knees lost their strength and he slumped against Kimberly just to remain standing.
 
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Kaylee managed a bit of composure to look up at her sibling just as the thick ropes came streaming from his body, lashing across her body and face and another jolting wave wracked her body and she licked her lips, finding that she was curious how it tasted. A taste she would get as her tongue came across a strand and pulled within her mouth and looked over to Kumiko completely puzzled and strangely demure.

"I don't understand, Mistress Won."

Again the hand raised, and dismissed the other girls. Once they were gone, leaving Kaylee leaning on an elbow and Kaleb to fall to his knees with his dripping shaft above his sister, who was covered in his body's expulsion. "Right now you are at the whim of your body. You are here to learn control, refinement, and pleasure. Without these skills, you will always be at the whim of others, and they can and will control you as easily as Lady Kimberly and Lady Maelle, two children who are six months older than you and yet took twice as long to finish this program than I thought possible." that bit of news had Kaylee rising up with a spark of anger. They'd been manipulated that easily by class rejects?

"From now on, you will remain naked within this walls, and even the lowest servant will be allowed to touch and move your body as they please. The only rules are no penetration and that you will follow every rule without question, although you may ask for clarification. You will answer everything with a 'As it pleases you.' for a positive answer and a 'Only should it please you', to everyone, from the lowest of servants to myself. You can not learn what pleases you unless you know what can please others and understand what the options for pleasure are." She smiled at each of them in turn. "Would you both care now to take a bath?"
 
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Kaleb crumpled, and after a moment of wincing at his knees and blinking as if he was surprised to find himself here and in the nude yet again, he reached up and rubbed at his temples, fighting for clarity. He focused on Mistress Won, and her voice, the direction here. And his brows furrowed at what he heard. The whim of his body? It was a very nice whim, but it was true. He'd lost control of himself. Been completely vulnerable and forgotten.

Control. Refinement. Pleas- pleasure? Oh.

Yes, that's why they were here. It hadn't been the kind of direction his mind had been caught on, but it made sense. That would be what he'd learn. His next regiment, set of lessons. Another improvement. Likewise, he reacted angrily to the idea that they'd just been manipulated- though by manipulation, in this case, one meant commanded to stand still and beat down with a steel bat, simply one of pleasure instead of pain. It was all the finesse and manipulation of a train. Brute force was brute force, and there was only so much one could simply take, but maybe that made it worse. They hadn't been allowed to resist, but maybe they hadn't needed to simply take it. Kaleb reigned his thoughts in from there, they were ranging too far. Instead he looked to Kaylee, and felt like he got even redder than he'd started. That was... uhm. His.

He followed the rest of Kumiko's sentences and his eyes slowly got bigger and bigger until he looked even younger than he was, as it dawned on him just the level of things this training she was explaining could mean. She couldn't seriously mean that. Surely a large part of it was exaggeration, it'd just be her and their other seniors or teachers in her program that would ask them to... do things. It was to make a point.

Kumiko suggested the bath, and after a quick rub to his forehead, Kaleb opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes, pl-"

He paused, blinked, and thought about that. Chin singing submissively and acted in line even as he looked troubled, that defiant set of the eyes and jaw both his parents tended toward, he decided to change his wording.

"As it pleases you, Mistress Won."
 
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Kaylee listened to every thing that Mistress Won had to say and found herself growing more and more angry as the woman went on, ignoring the fact of her brother's bodily fluids over her face and chest as she was able to sit up and then stand. And then to have her own brother meekly accept it? This was too much. No one should have to bear this; let alone her own twin.

"I'm not going to let whoever wants to touch my brother do so without damned good reason!" Like their mother, if she was using 'real' curse words, you knew she was pissed. Her fists curled at her sides as she tried to resist the urge to simply smack the woman who was humiliating her most precious person. It was also interesting to note that she was protecting her brother, but not herself with her words. Kumiko simply stood there, letting the girl rage for a moment before she simply stepped forward and grabbed Kaylee's chin so quickly that it was a blur, giving the girl not even a chance to respond and she simply froze, her eyes wide although hidden from Kaleb's view.

"I am perfectly within my rights to refuse you training, but I tell you now that if you leave, for whatever reasons, you will not be able to run your company. I give you this warning only because I have not spoken all of my rules to you as of yet. Now bend over..."And for a reason that wasn't clear to Kaleb, Kaylee obeyed silently bending over. "Grasp your lower legs with your hands." And again, despite her earlier defiance, Kaylee did so. Using her free hand, she summoned another servant who brought with her a large hair brush. With a nod, the paddle of the brush back struck against Kaylee's buttocks and thighs and with each nod, another strike, the only sound in the room that of Kaylee's whimpers and the sound of the brush back striking her flesh until it grew pink and rosey before Kaleb's eyes and he was in a perfect position to see. While she kept nodding at regular intervals, Kumiko glanced over at Kaleb.

"I know the sight of your sister's flesh disturbs you, but I want you to look further. Does the pink and bruised flesh excite you? Would you like to see that body writhing and knowing that you were the cause of it?" It seemed another test was at hand.
 
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Kaleb's head snapped over to Kaylee; and at her exclamation, he forgot about the rules of the game for a moment, and echoed a similar sentiment in his head. He could play the game and get by okay, find a way to make it his and like it, he was sure. But if anybody was going to go and do anything to Kaylee without her wanting them too- and probably his watchful eye- that was just too far for his comfort. Which was about when Kumiko did just that.

This... was something Kaleb was entirely uncertain how exactly he should be dealing with.

Or what she meant.

And in something not entirely unlike horror, brought on by his utter confusion, Kaleb watched Kaylee bend over calmly and obediently, exactly how Kumiko had instructed. And without further objection. It could have been her threat about the business, however... this was still very unlike his sister. For a moment, he just stared silently in confusion, looking to the Mistress as she spoke to him, and then back to his sister. It pained him to see his sister being hurt, but at the same time, once the Mistress had said it that way... his face reddened a little and he looked confused. There was something appealing about it, if only a little bit so. He stared obediently, while his brain churned. She was playing this like a game. But he couldn't see where all the pieces were.

"I don't like my sister being hurt," he objected, making that clear first, "but it... there's something..."

He paused.

"Why are you showing me this, Mistress Won? And why is... Kaylee obeying it so..." He didn't know how to continue, but he thought she should understand. This wasn't like her.
 
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Kumiko held up her free hand, and the servant stopped, retreating a foot or so but still at the ready. "Shall we show him, my dear?", she asked of Kaylee, slowly lifting her head and turning it so that Kaleb could see her face. On Kaylee's face was a stream of tears, but something else beside, a soft glow that usually only came when she was truly absorbed in something. Still she was silent for a moment as Kumiko removed her hands, revealing a set of claw like nails. They weren't very long, but they were very sharp. The press indentation could still be seen in her throat. Kumiko could have killed Kaylee without a second thought if she'd so desired. So that was why the girl had no protested.

"The hidden hand is the hand that is the most dangerous, Master Kaleb. Kaylee needs to learn that, or she will not be an effective partner for you. As for why I am showing you, Master Kaleb, is because you need to understand where your desires lay in order to master them. Some of the lessons will be unpleasant, because they will not suit you, but if you do not explore them, you will never find the ones that are most powerful. Your enemies will." She looked at Kaylee and spoke again. "Go to your brother. Let him feel the welts upon your skin."

Kaylee whimpered softly, but said nothing directly. Defiant she might be, but she wasn't about to underestimate the tiny oriental woman again. "Whisper to your brother how it felt. Let him share in it with you." Kaylee nodded and padded over, pressing up as closely as she could to Kaleb, her entire length pressed against his as much as her body was able. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leaned up on tiptoe, the soft whisper of a moan slipping through her lips as the muscles in her glutes stretched across the damaged flesh. "Sooth her, Kaleb. Ease her suffering"

"It felt good, Kaleb...I don't know why, it just did...it was blissful."

"You are each others greatest strengths and more powerful weakness. You are truly one soul in two bodies. Not all twins have such a blessing and curse bestowed upon them."
 
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Kaleb might have made some expression of alarm, if it had been possible for him to get much more confused than he was at the moment, but that didn't seem to be working. He wasn't really sure how to make heads nor tails of Kaylee's seemingly blissful reaction to it all, as much as there was clearly pain involved as well. The boy managed not to flat out gape, at least. Part of him wanted to object or be confused, but there was at least some kind of sense in the lesson, and he was tempted to think a great deal, Mistress Won as she was, but his sister sealed the deal. She glowed and he felt a strange warmth in him, as she seemed thrilled, so much so to not even realize the tears across her face.

He stood as if in awe as his sister floated across to him and laid herself against his chest.

Kaleb practically shuddered as she did.

She moaned and Kaleb's skin prickled, and he went taut, and looked at Kaylee's neck, feeling her lips by his ear barely making sound. As if instructed- and he was, but hardly knew he heard the words consciously, even as his subconscious processed. His hands fell upon the reddened skin, smooth, if hardened by callouses, and gently rubbed across the bright, sensitive skin while Kayle leaned against him.

"It... felt that good?"

His mouth felt dry, despite all the saliva that he could tell was there, as one hand lifted, as if tempted to add one more strike, just to see. It hesitated long enough that if anyone in the room had any grievances, they'd have plenty of chance to speak them before the spank fell, hard enough to make a clear sound, but not nearly comparative to the swats of the brush earlier.

And he'd shudder after delivering, before going back to stroking silently, debating if he wanted to be the maker of that, or to see a bit of just what his sister had seen. The actual demonstration appealed to him none, but somewhere in the pain or the threat she'd been... blissful. Just like she said. He couldn't think of another word.
 
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She nodded slowly, in answer to his question, lifting her body taut against his as if asking him to do just what he thought about doing, as if knowing. No one in the room stopped him or said a word, but simply waited for him to decide. As the hand fell, striking the flesh, Kaylee's body arched upwards, if he'd been hard again, she would have almost impaled herself upon him, the moan slipping from her lips to his ear even as she bit upon the small dangling flesh of it to repress it. As his hand went back to stroking though, was when Mistress Won interrupted.

"A third rule is that you are not allowed to hold anything back. If you feel it, you express it. You will be taught how to channel it and to use it to your advantage at a later time." The hand lifted and two women came and pulled the twins apart. For the moment however, you may bath." As they were pulled apart, Kaylee began to protest anew.

"Kaleb~", struggling to right herself even though her knees felt weak.

"Master Kaleb, you will bath in my husband's quarters. Marie will give you a rub down afterward, and prepare you for the rest of the afternoon. Same with you, Lady Kaylee." And with that, both of the twins would be taken to a large room, that even by their standard of living, was large and luxurious. Kaleb would have likened it to a Roman Public Bath instead of a private residence, but in an Oriental design.
 
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"Ah, Kaylee--" he reached after her, but let himself be led away, and after a moment or two, came partly to his senses, nodding. Despite the Mistress' words, he had not been restraining himself. But now that she said it he also wanted... more. The boy was lost in his head partly as he held a hand up to Kaylee in parting, as if it could pull her with him, but lowered it just before she parted from sight as he willingly walked with, for the moment having become desensitized to his nudity. He missed half the halls he passed as fuzzy mind gave way to introspection, and finally emerged to the bath only to gape briefly, before having some small remaining logical voice note how he shouldn't have been surprised by the enormous bath, and cultural relations and such.

Only then did he finally process the comment about Marie and wonder what exactly a rubdown and preparation for anything with Mistress Won entailed. At this point, it didn't seem to be clothes.

And unless he had servants to discomfort him with washing himself as well, Kaleb would do that, quickly going through the process of scrubbing himself very clean, before repeating the cycle once over- this time slowing down enough to enjoy it, though for him that didn't mean necessarily that he went slow overall.

Not given any instruction or guidance pulling him off by that point, the boy would only allow himself a few minutes to soak and enjoy before he'd step out to dry himself, and go looking for some kind of guidance where to and what to next. Trying very hard to restrain himself from prying or inspecting the rooms meanwhile, and their beautiful decor.
 
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He was allowed to scrub himself down with no assistance, although there were two ladies who waited for him at the side of the large pool; for it was no bathtub. Once he was cleaned to his satisfaction, he was motioned over to the side where a long marble table awaited him. Instead of being cool to the touch however, it was warm, and a pillow was laid across one side for him to lay his head upon.

"If you would please, young master." One of the girls would direct him to lay down upon the marble and once he'd done so, she would begin to rub him down, taking care to ease each of his muscles in turn, as if she was separating them out individually and then nurturing each. He would feel energized and yet relaxed.
 
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Kaleb was not comfortable with the women watching him bathe, and hurried a bit more than he would have otherwise liked, trying to duck his bottom half under the water at all times and be discreet, however little they cared. And when he emerged the boy looked uneasy, and went to lay down, as instructed on the table. The table which, notably, felt very nice, and even once the rubdown began he had small issues of breath and distraction, trying to relax. And once he started to, the boy took rather well to it, massage sinking into his muscles and refreshing him vastly. He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting, but this wasn't it- much less other-worldly, if still enough, and it came at a calmer, slower pace to let him soak it up and enjoy it.

If only Kaleb could have had more luck with convincing an erection from remaining at least partially erect from when the rubbing began to when it ended. Teenage hormones were an unfair disadvantage.
 
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"Turn over, young master." The woman instructed, helping him to move his languid muscles to where he was upon his back instead of his stomach and the massage began anew. However, here was where it took a turn for the surreal. One of the woman moved to rub down his chest, and upper body while the one who had worked on his backside began to rub her fingers into the muscles of his sides and thighs, just barely grazing his shaft until it became a tease. Her elegant head, hair perfectly coiffed finally dipped, and Kaleb would find his shaft being worked as well, the small mouth working him just as easily as her fingers continued to work his thighs and legs.

"Relax....enjoy..."The one whose breasts dangled above him so enticingly. Like the other woman, she was dressed in just the barest of shifts, and every curve of her body was in view.

The woman whose lips were wrapped around his member moved like silk across the flesh, shaping and molding it to her whim and desire; never too fast, nor too slow. And still her hands kept kneading the muscles of his legs until he was as swollen as possible.
 
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"Ah-"

Oh great. That was going to make it harder to hide it, even if it would be a little more comfortable.

Kaleb hesitated, not entirely wanting to respond, until the bit came back to him about shame. He did look pretty good, didn't he? He had no reason to feel shame or embarrassment. She had said something about not having any, and so he tried to do just that and turned face up for them, revealing the half-hardened shaft as he settled onto his back and averted his eyes from the women. There was no way he'd stay at only half if he watched them, covered in the practically only air. The touches to his chest, though, made him tingle and his breath harder to keep even. The boy fought best he could, but he looked up, and saw the small exotic thing standing over him, brushing over his chest while she shift not only failed to hide her shape, but he certain he could see her nipples through it. And then a hand brushed his shaft and the cock stiffened, standing upright. This he could not help but feel a bit emberassed by, despite the words, and-

"Ahh-ah-"

Kaleb tensed and then shuddered himself partway to ease again, overcome completely for a moment by not only the sensation, but surprise and knowledge, the image of her slipping her lips onto his cock. She never stopped massaging.

The boy looked up at his instruction, blank faced and lost in all the sensation and sexual energy in the air. Muscles tensing, he could have sworn he was about to cum with each movement of the lips... until the nagging in the background returned his mind to him. Right. He was not allowed to stop this had he even wanted to, but he was supposed to control himself. And now told to relax. And so, focusing first his mind and trying to do a still, almost meditative focus- which he was only partially successful at all in- the boys muscles relaxed, and the fingers working his body could sink in, truly conveying the massage- making his body release the painful tightness and stress in a pleasure that was almost sexual, though much calmer. The experience started to blend together seamlessly, and it truly seemed more and more surreal as he appreciated it for more of what it could be, and not just parts.

Managing to keep his body still, Kaleb let out a slow moan, but resisted the rising urge, excitement, holding his body into the not-quite-meditation with him, while almost absently a hand reached down to rest upon the woman's head, cock swelling to full size, and the other to place itself over a breast of the lady above him, and gently squeeze.
 
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Once she was certain of his relaxation and the muscles were being worked to finite end, the lips around his cock eased and shifted; less upon the base and more upon the head and finally away, her hair brushing down his thighs as she continued to work his calves and feet. As for the woman above him, she too moved, backwards, out of reach, her fingers going into his hair with nails pressing into his scalp as she too worked. There they stayed for several moments, but if Kaleb would start to flag, then a hand would reach out and bring him back up to full.

"I see Marie and Estelle are treating you well. They like you or they would not be so gentle." Mistress Won's voice cut through the silence, but softly, her intent not to shock but to notify. "You will have a much harder time, Master Kaleb, than your Lady Kaylee." She dismissed the two women and moved closer to him. "No, stay sitted. I want to talk to you." She sat down on a seat that he wouldn't have even noticed, such a part of the decor was it. "Within these walls, no one is to know that you and Kaylee are siblings. Yes, you look enough like that it will draw questions, but my reputation is beyond reproach and there are some who would find it wrong what I am going to teach you, using each other. I have my reasons, however, after talking to your sister, I have my own concerns. You have the most restraint, the most control. Even in abandonment, you seek to right what is wrong. Kaylee has it as well, but it is not as strong in her. She is...she has an excess of Fire and Water within her, you temper her. And you must continue to do so until I tell you otherwise. It is as I said, you share one soul with her, your ultimate desire is to be one with her, is it not? But you know what your family and other people would say. For now, you must resist her as much for her sake as for the sake of your family. Will you do that?"
 
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Kaleb shifted uncertainly but seemed no less pleased and absorbed in the process as the sensation around his head seemed more different than inferior, though the boy groaned, and shivered, as she pulled away. His eyes moved down to her again from the woman standing above him, tickled and feeling his skin goosebump at the hair gliding across his skin, even as the other made him groan pleasantly with the nails working against his scalp, the scratching divine as the last of his muscles relaxed, and the scalp seemed to as well though he knew of no muscles there. A few times, she'd have to reach up to bring him back, and he'd rightly enjoy that with all the signs of it, each time having to remember how to go about focusing on not spurting across her hands, though they read him well enough to never allow it in any case.

"Ah-" he turned his head and glanced to Mistress Won, surprised, but didn't jump. He didn't know if he could have, this relaxed. The women left and he seemed distracted in watching and wishing them back, but only for a moment. The boy was nothing if not diligent. "I will?" But she continued to explain, and he sat back obediently, mindful not to let his face color much. Elegant and composed (and dressed) as she was, being nude and fully hard in front of her seemed especially strange. He was unsure if it helped or hurt his composure that she faced it without batting an eyelash.

"Yes Mistress Won," he replied to the first question, though a moment of realization lit up his eyes, he had the sense to hide it away again, though it took him much more effort than he'd unknowingly do such things with years from then. Next time he'd remember it; like playing the piano, don't let a small mistake shake your poker face, and no one will notice. Though something about Mistress Won spoke as though she might. The boy was unsure what to make of her saying she would teach them using each other, but nodded along, even as she continued on. A confused look began to grow on his face.

"Be one with Kaylee?" Kaleb said, confused. He didn't seem to catch her meaning of the word, so much as take it almost literally.

"Not exactly, Mistress, but... I suppose something like it... maybe..." he looked lost in thought himself. To demolish the wall, he could only imagine everything open between them being the most complete, ecstatic feeling, but to actually become one with each other he could not see either wishing.

He looked at her, with her final request, brows knotted as he considered- and realized her meaning- and after a small start, pondered that a moment even as his chin lifted... and then fell in a nod.

"As it pleases you."
 
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