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Sexy Sentai Force, Go!! {darkest_fate&TheAgelessOne}

Mr. Libby moved against her hips and she moved with him. Kat's body pressed against the desk with each thrust and she felt it shift ever so slightly as items on top slid around. "Yes! YEEEEEESSSSSSSS!! Punish me Sir!" Her voice acted on its own and her body gave itself to Mr. Libby. She couldn't feel it, but she could guess that his seed was already beginning to pour into her in small amounts. She wanted more, she needed more. Kat's hips came back to meet him so he would be able to penetrate that last barrier. Her whole body shook with each thrust and each time it did, she felt closer to a second orgasm and when that happened, when her body relaxed itself, Mr Libby would finally be able to take all he wanted and push past that barrier to ruin her life forever.

Something inside of Kat screamed though. A tiny whisper amidst the screams of pleasure that fought back, to keep herself from cumming and prevent Mr. Libby from gaining access to her womb. A power that had briefly grown inside her was being sucked away, yet it was still fighting back. In time it would lose and Kat would be forever lost. It feared that pivotal moment when Mr. Libby gained the upper hand to find a way to make her cum. It feared being sucked away from Kat, leaving the poor girl defenseless from the invading sperm that would impregnate her with evil.

The barrier was weakening, each thrust from Mr. Libby forcing the tight opening to spread just a little, while the power within Kat tried to keep it closed to him. It couldn't hold off much longer. Kat's body was working against it, begging to cum, to let the last defense go crumbling down, to let the evil Debauched seed invade her. A few more thrusts passed by and her womb was letting a fraction of the tip inside. The relentless assault would soon prove victorious. Kat would lose.

"Yes, yes, YESS! Harder! Harder! HARDER!" She could feel the beginning of her orgasm. She was on the thin line. If she passed over it, she would be on the point of no return. Nothing would save her. The thrusts came, forcing the barrier open a little more, almost to fully penetrate. Her orgasm was on its way and with it, the destruction of her barrier. Her voice began to crescendo as she passed the point of no return. The orgasm would come, there was no denying it. She gave herself fully to it. It would take a miracle to save her.
 
The yes called out the Debauched in Libby, made it roar even more to the surface than it had been before. It coaxed the seed, forcing bits of it to start leaking from the tip of his cock. Except that the Debauched wanted to wait, to hold for just a few more moments. Her next glorious orgasm would be the finishing blow. She would scream out her pleasure as all her barriers dropped. Then his thrusting, pulsating cock would shove into her womb, seeding her and sealing her fate as a Debauched pain slut forever. Already the crackling energies worked against her body, finishing the rewriting deep into the poor girl.

He could feel the last bits of resistance crumbling, felt the muscles contracting. His own pulsed, demanded that he complete that final thrust. Libby leaned forward, pressing Kat hard against the desk. "Yes, you naughty girl," he rasped into her ear. His hips began moving now, not simply pushing hard but thrusting. They lifted and lowered like a consistent battering ram, hammering that last door. He heard her cries of harder, each word driving his hips to hammer more and more, to thrust that orgasm into the poor girl and blow apart her mind yet again. He hissed out his pleasure, the sly noise sliding under Kat's wails to provide a harmony to her melody.

"Take it!" he hissed as his hips began blurring, hitting against her with speed and ferocity known only to the Debauched. "Feel my seed entering your masochistic little pussy!" they blurred, and Libby could feel her interior giving way, the muscles unable to hold against the might of his cock. Strange, but the Debauched had a loose thought: a normal girl shouldn't have been able to hold out this long. Her cervix should've given several thrusts ago. Libby should be inside her and seeding now.

His cock surged once more, a little more seed shooting from the tip. Libby hissed, knowing that his own glorious orgasm would come the moment the girl's sex clamped down upon his for that final orgasm. "Cum, cum! I demand that you cum and falllll," he hissed, grabbing onto her and thrusting her hard into the desk, forgetting the world around him in his desperate need for that final moment.
 
The orgasm was ready, Kat's body had prepared for it. In a few seconds, it would all be over, yet some part of her still tried to hold back the orgasm, to keep her womb clenched shut. In one more thrust, Mr. Libby's cock was able to penetrate into her innermost area. Her eyes opened wide. "NO!" she heard herself all but whisper. Why would she say that? This was what she wanted, was it not? She wanted to be owned and controlled by Mr. Libby, or at least that was what she came to desire. Her head turned back slowly and she realized that he was changed somehow. He was no longer Mr. Libby, there was something else there. She could feel every inch of his cock sliding in heading towards her waiting womb. When it reached, when it penetrated, it would all be over. She resigned to her fate.

Suddenly, the door burst open almost flying of the hinges, save for one at the top. "Stop right there pervert!" the voice demanded and at the entrance where the door was open stood a figure clad in red and white. The form was definitely womanly given the curves as far as Kat could see. The startling surprise brought her back to her senses and she realized with dread what was happening. Mr. Libby had taken her virginity and was ready to do something evil to her. In that moment she realized just how weak she felt and she struggled to stay conscious and see what would happen.

Jasmine stood at the entrance with a finger pointed right at Mr. Libby. "Get your hands off that girl and slowly pull your dick out!" It sickened, seeing this demon taking advantage of another girl. They almost never wanted it done to them, but once the demon started with his Debauchery, they would fall. Bad fates awaited all who succumbed under the seductive arts of the demon, unless there was someone to save them.

Jasmine made a fist as she thought of the poor fate that almost befell this girl. The red ranger made a vow that no girl would ever fall under her watch. She was just lucky she was on campus and her ranger bracelet alerted her of the presence of a demon. She morphed once she was in the building and burst through the door and saw this...

Anger blossomed inside Jasmine. She had enough of this, time to teach this pervert a lesson. Her fist came up in a ready stance as she leaped in the air towards Mr. Libby. She had a few dozen orders of knuckle sandwiches prepared to deliver.
 
The cock delved so close. Libby could feel her giving way, even as she whimpered out a vain attempt at denial. This happened sometimes, even as the girl knew what awaited her. It was their last bit of will thrown up before the Debauched. As if Kat could resist now, with her legs spread and a debauched cock thrust deep within her sopping body. She had already passed the point of no return; no one could draw her back.

Libby felt his cock pulse, ready to seed his newest, best conquest, when suddenly the door burst. This caused the Debauched within him to recoil. Who could do such a thing? The room had been sealed! Mere mortals couldn't have dare come close to the room. In fact, the Debauched had slid it just slightly off into another dimension. Even those with powers would have struggled to get within it, surely enough time for Libby to seed one struggling girl. Except there stood an impressive figure clad in red. the red burned at the Debauched's eyes, causing him, it, to hiss. It stopped moving, though remained buried within Kat.

The intruder spoke. Demanded that his hands leave, that he pull out. "She's mine, intruder," hissed the creature, "and so is this man. They've both given into their dark desires. Their pain and their desire fuels--" the Debauched stopped as it realized that Jasmine was coming closer, her fist raised. Its eyes went wide and it paled. Because within moments, Jasmine's fist would be driving into Libby, literally smacking him away from the girl he'd been intent on seeding. The sudden pulling of that impressive cock would certainly cause a strange sensation within the girl, but the darker presence also left only a little. The energies remained, and if she gave too much of herself, they might eat away at her regardless, But there was hope.

not so much for Libby, who recoiled, his cock still throbbing, bits of semen dribbling out of his tip like a sad, drooling drunk. He gaped at the red-clad girl. "You deserve punishment!" he insisted, thrusting a hand at her, spittle flying. The Debauched leaped forward, insisting on controlling the man. He felt more powerful than he ever had. Surely he could handle another girl, even one that beamed far more confidence than her companion.
 
Jasmine missed as Mr. Libby recoiled. The dodge angered her further, but at least the demon pulled out of the girl. Poor thing. She would be safe now, Jasmine swore it. The white eyes from her mask stayed focused on the demon before her as she cast her hands in front of her face in a fighting stance. She took a quick glance at the girl who dropped to the floor when the demon let go. "Hey, get up. You've got to get out of here," she whispered, but it was no use. The girl was too weak. Hopefully the demon didn't do any permanent damage, damn him.

No sooner did her eyes focus back to the enemy did she realize him leaping forward. The sudden move surprised her catching her off guard. She twisted her body so that when the impact came, they would both fall away from Kat.

They fell back over Kat wrestling each other to gain the upper hand. Kat's eyes fluttered open trying to make sense of it all. She remembered being terrified and trying to figure out why Mr. Libby wanted to see her after class. He made wild accusations and threatened to lie to the dean and her parents. She gave in and then...and then. The memories flooded back and she knew her shame. She realized her lower body was naked and she quickly scrambled to cloth herself, but not before noticing the white fluid coming out of her sex. Was this her's, or Mr. Libby's? The thought of the man cumming inside her repulsed her, made her want to gag. It was bad enough that he violated her and took away her precious virginity. Did he really have to shame her further?

Kat heard a loud crash coming from the other side of the classroom. Somehow, a desk ended up on top of her savior. Her fists clenched tightly and her face turned red, not from embarrassment, but of a deep anger to Mr. Libby. Something called out to her, something deep within. She knew that voice, she'd heard it before while Mr. Libby was taking advantage of her. If only she had the sense to listen to it. It was telling her that now was the time. Take courage and help defeat the demon within Mr. Libby.

Slowly, Kat stood up and she began to walk towards Mr. Libby. Her teeth were clenched with the anger boiling up inside her. The voice inside her grew stronger until it practically yelled NOW! A bright light enveloped her. She didn't realize the change at the time, but her body was completely covered in a black skin tight protective armor. She jumped at Libby wrapping her arms around him to keep his arms out and restrained. "Now!" she yelled to Jasmine.

Jasmine managed to toss the desk to the side. That was the last time she would try grabbing at a desk while falling to the ground. A quick flip and she was on her feet. Her fists in the air. Time to deliver those knuckle sandwiches. She aimed not just at Libby's torso, but his face as well. She needed him unconscious so she could bring him back to base to extract the demon.
 
Yessss! The Debauched had managed to gain the upper hand. The red-clad girl didn't stand a chance against him, not with his body pumping with unbridled sexual energy. Perhaps if she'd stop worrying about the other girl, trying in vain to help the stupid blonde that had been the Debauched's plaything, she might have stood a chance. Or, perhaps if she'd had more energy of her own... The Debauched couldn't quite shake the feeling that this was another that had nearly insurmountable wells of sexual power. The sheer raw ability within the girl called out to him, demanded that he take control before she overpowered him.

Somehow he'd gotten a desk on top of her. His member surged, more power crackling around it as his cock started to leak. he let out a dark chuckle as he leaned over the girl who'd tried to be a savior. "She's ours," he hissed, his eyes flashing violet, "not yours, you pathetic--" but the Debauched stopped. He felt another source of great power, something that nearly matched the red-clad warrior below him. Confused, he turned just in time to see the black armor collecting around the girl he'd been fucking to a stupor mere moments before.

"What is---" he began, unable to to do more. The desk moved; he barely even saw Jasmine moving. Arms wrapped tight about him and not in the way he wanted. "Unhand me! You are a Debauched breeding slut! You---ow!" the last came out in a nearly human whine as a mighty blow hammered into Libby's chest. He felt several more following, and his twisted mind warped it into more pleasure. His cock twitched, and he could feel the sexual energy leaking out... leaking into the two girls that held him.

"Noooo, stoooop!" hissed the Debauched, realizing that the girls were literally beating him out of his target. He would lose this one, and if they managed to redirect Libby's desires and wants... "YOU SHOULD BE PUNISH---" a fist collided with Libby's face, forcing him to see stars. Blackness started to come over his vision even as he felt a strong surge of desire hit his loins. The cock started spewing out ropes of cum as the man fell into unconsciousness, his orgasm still twitching through his body and letting his seed dribble over his rapidly deflating cock.
 
Kat stood there in stunned disbelief of all that happened. Before she was helpless, being taken by some 'thing', and now she was clad in something black and skintight. Her eyes focused on the cum that marked the floor. She crouched down to get a better look at it.

"Don't touch," the woman in red said. "It's bubbling with evil energy. It will make you the way you were before if you have anything to do with it." Kat remembered the way she acted before, how easily she gave in to Mr. Libby. All of a sudden the shame came back to her. She stood up and felt extremely weak. The bright light flashed in her eyes and she realized her old clothes were back on her body. Her eyelids suddenly became very heavily and her eyes rolled up into her head. Her legs gave out underneath and before she could fall in the puddle of Libby's spunk, Jasmine caught her.

"Hey, hey, hey. There you go, nice and easy. You're gonna have a nice little nap and when you wake up, everything will be all better." Everything went dark for Kat.

Jasmine set Kat aside and looked down at the two bodies. She needed to get the teacher back to base. Miss Leti would know what to do with him, but she couldn't very well leave the girl behind in a wrecked classroom. Besides, she had the power just like her. Miss Leti would want to see her. Oh well, the good thing about being in ranger form, aside the extra protection was the enhanced strength. Gently, Jasmine lifted Kat onto her right shoulder, making sure she wasn't in any uncomfortable position. She just as well tossed Libby on her left shoulder not giving a fuck about the pervert. If she had her way, she would just as well destroy him like any other monster, but Miss Leti was very clear that the possessed were just as innocent.

***

Slowly, Kat's eyes fluttered open. Her first thought was that everything had been just a dream, but the longer she was aware and the more she looked around, she knew that wasn't the case. "Where am..."

"Welcome," a familiar voice called out. A girl older than she leaned over her. "Did you have a nice nap?"

Kat tried to sit up and instead of guiding her back down, the older girl helped her sit up. It was then that Kat recognized where she heard the voice. "You...you're the one..."

"Yea, that was me and don't worry, you're safe here." Jasmine guessed what the next question would be. Where was here anyway? But before Kat could ask, she started talking. "The name's Jasmine and rather than explain, I want you to meet someone." Jasmine helped Kat to her feet, making sure the girl was alright to stand on her own. "Come on, nice and slow." As Jasmine turned to walk, she took Kat's hand and guided her out of the small room.

The next room was bigger and looked like a waiting room of sorts. Only one other person was there, a strikingly beautiful older woman who couldn't quite be into her thirties, but very close. "Allow me to introduce to you, Miss Leti."
 
Poor Libby had climaxed into exhaustion and unconsciousness. he'd be transported out, and he'd be handed off to the robotic assistants that the team had in place to deal with those that survived such occurrences. These fine machines could work at siphoning off the Debauched easily enough, and they could also just as easily help clean out a ranger or prep them for the more entertaining parts of their job. Many a time a robotic assistant guided by a steady hand would be the difference between a ranger carrying a Debauched or one bearing emotional or psychological scars.

***

The woman known as Miss Leti sat in the well situated area, working on giving robots orders and taking in details. The young woman was most definitely older than her charges, having worked with rangers for a few decades now. She looked to be in her late twenties, early thirties, but with a youthful face that could've swung in a fairly wide zone. Her multicolored hair was actually the result of the ambient, excessive amounts of sexual energy she simply exuded by existing. Well, she exuded it by existing and being something of a nymphomaniac. Pretty well every ranger got to experience Miss Leti's touches and lips, and most of those they saved did as well. She could produce more sexual energy than most, even if she couldn't channel it like a ranger.

Still, this made her almost too perfect to work behind the scenes. as she did now, looking at the feeds showing Mr. Libby in a recovery room. "He just looks scrumptious," the woman cooed as she flipped through, licking a lip and causing the ring shot through it to bounce. Words and a sudden increase in energy flow drew Leti's attention away from the display.

"So glad to see that you're up and moving!" she cooed at Kat, rising up and giving the girl a quick hug around the shoulders. She held Kat out and studied her closely. "I know it can be quite traumatic, and I'm sorry that we couldn't quite get to you sooner. Believe me," she bobbed her head a bit, "we tried. I think Jasmine almost blew her top when she realized that Libby's Debauched was going for another one. Speaking of," she pointed at the red ranger, "you'd better find yourself some energy soon. We both know you should've wiped the floor with him," she wagged the finger for a moment, before turning the smile on Kat.

"So, now's when you ask all the questions that are bubbling up in your mind. Don't worry, Jas and I are totally used to answering them. We're old pros, and between us, we can probably answer whatever's bugging you," she nodded confidently before giving Kat another squeeze, rubbing her slightly. Leti couldn't quite help it: Kat was a very attractive girl, in a sort of butch way. She fought the urge to lick her lips. The last thing a survivor of a predator wanted was to land in another's lap, and Leti was much more into the healing and giving than the taking anyway.
 
Kat was awe struck by the woman known as Miss Leti. She couldn't quite take her eyes off of her, her beauty was just that captivating. The hug brought a brief warmth that was much needed in her body. It wasn't the raw sort of sexual intent Mr. Libby had instilled in her. It was gentler and loving. She found her arms ready to wrap around Miss Leti and hug her back, but the woman moved before she could.

Miss Leti apologized about the situation. That brought the memories back again and Kat couldn't keep her eyes on Miss Leti. The shame she felt was just too much and she didn't want anyone to see the weaker side of her. Footsteps echoed out of the room and she could only guess that Jasmine left to go take care of something else. She was now alone with the older woman. A tear wanted to form in one of her eyes, but Kat held it back. She would not show weakness in front of strangers. She would do that back in her dorm room under covers and into a pillow.

Questions. Normally, Kat would have had all sorts of questions. Wasn't that why Mr. Libby wanted to see her in the first place, because she was asking questions on things she couldn't understand? She couldn't remember and it really didn't matter. What did matter was the single question that lingered in her mind, the one that stuck with her even as she 'napped'. "What is happening to me?"

The single question meant a multitude of things. She lost her virginity, yet she wasn't feeling the horrible pain that she heard went with it. In the matter of minutes when she was with Mr. Libby, she was made to act like a total slut for him to use. That wasn't like her at all. And then there was the bright light and that costume just like the one Jasmine wore. Where did that come from? She also remembered that voice that tried to help her when Mr. Libby was...

In a brief moment, she listened and she thought. Was she the first one Mr. Libby assaulted? Were there others? The next question that came out of Kat's mouth, though, was, "How can I help?"
 
That question always made Miss Leti wince. Sometimes the girls who came here were alright, could put the whole mess behind them. They were often strong, or they simply used some sort of technology or energy or something to make the girls forget it ever happened. But Miss Leti had seen a few rangers like this. True, some were like Jasmine, some rebounded, demanded to know how they could fight back. They got angry. Leti could still remember how angry Jasmine had been the first time she'd gotten her powers and gotten ready. Of course, Jasmine had been lucky: she'd been prepared, unlike poor Kat.

So first, Leti gave Kat another hug, drawing her close, letting he feel that warmth for a few more moments. She pulled back and smiled at the girl. "Those two questions are actually pretty closely related," she said, nodding. "See, you've probably heard of the Debauched, right?" She walked Kat over, finding a seat to let the girl sit down. Leti also motioned for Jasmine to come join them, knowing that having another ranger around, particularly one like Jasmine who simply exuded strength and confidence, could help tremendously.

"The Debauched feed off our natural sexual energies. Everyone has them," Leti shrugged. "Ok, well, everyone has energy. Some people aren't quite as into the whole sex angle. That's besides the point. The point is that some people have more of it than others," she placed a hand on her chest. "I'm practically a sexual energy battery, for example. Just brimming with the stuff. You and Jasmine," she nodded toward the other girl, "can hold way more than the average person. Even better: you can tap into that energy and take on the form of, well, we call them rangers? Or Sentai, or whatever. Point is you get this armor and abilities that can help you defeat the Debauched. There's just one catch," she held up a finger, "the energy to use all that comes from sex. Sometimes from other people..." she trailed off, licking her lips, "Sometimes... sometimes from a Debauched. Some of our rangers, some of them gather way more energy from being taken by a Debauched than having other relations. It's just... complicated," Leti shrugged. "As for you: you were picked by poor Mr. Libby. He's a victim, by the way, though we're not going to put you near him for a bit. He was getting possessed by the Debauched, which happens, usually weaker ones. He was going to become full Debauched by taking your energy, but thankfully Jasmine saved the day. She's a super hero," Leti paused for a moment before leaning forward, "and I'm pretty sure she's still single. You two would be totes adorb."

Leti nodded before leaning back. "So, you could help by becoming one of us. Well, more one of Jasmine. You can't be me: we'd know by now. you'd also proooobably have fucked Jasmine by now. But we fight against the Debauched. Which can be tricky, because they pretty well come up with every fetish you can think of. Sometimes they'll trap you in fantasies. Sometimes they literally turn you into a catgirl or a dog girl or something like that. Sometimes they instill new fetishes into you..." Leti nibbled her lip, "and... and those kinda... they often... stick," she smiled nervously at Kat. "It's often something that was kinda inside you anyway, and you don't have to, like, act on it. Buuut the problem is that since the Debauched can read into, like, dark desires and stuff... it can sometimes super-load you with energy and... and man, have I been rambling," she reached up to brush some hair off her face before looking to Jasmine. "I was totally rambling, right? like, wham: exposition dump. I'm so sorry. I just... talk?" she shrugged, not sure what else to add there. Best to try and give Kat some time to process, maybe let Jasmine chime in a little.
 
Kat started listening to what Miss Leti had to say. She didn't realize Jasmine was still there until they were all sitting while Miss Leti was talking. What the woman had to say was overwhelming to say the least, but Kat always had an active imagination. It was easy for her to piece everything together. Still, everything that happened, what had been done to her, she just couldn't forget and now she was being told that those desires, that Debauched or whatever it was called, read her mind and found that hiding away in there? She wanted to deny it, but what would be the point. It already took advantage of her and made her realize her sexual fantasy.

Thoughts circulated through Kat's mind, but she managed to come back to reality in time to hear Miss Leti comment about her getting together with Jasmine. Her face grew pink and her eyes flickered over to Jasmine briefly. She saw Jasmine's eyes roll with impatience. A few hours ago, she was still a virgin. She wasn't interested in having sex with boys let alone girls and this new power she had only worked by having sex. She pondered some more on this thought and missed much of Miss Leti's rambling, when suddenly Jasmine stood up.

"Look, we could use another ranger on the team. It's just me right now and you have a lot of potential. I can't just say take a day or two to think things over and get back with us when you're ready. The thing is there are other girls who are being assaulted right now and we're the only ones who can help them. You've experienced it firsthand, you know what it feels like, the shame, the humiliation. Would you really just let creeps like that take advantage of them?"

Jasmine hit a strong point to Kat. The red ranger was right. Kat felt firsthand what it was like to be assaulted, to have her sexual energy exploited. She would never wish that on anyone else. She stood up and faced Jasmine, a determined look on her face. "I'm in. Just tell me how to kick some pervert's ass and do that...costume thing." Kat was all in, this would be her calling. She wanted to join Jasmine and Miss Leti in their fight against the Debauched. The only problem was she didn't know how to do any of that. She remembered the power coming on its own, but she didn't know how to call on it again.

Jasmine's lips curled ever so slightly up into a smile. This girl was special alright. With that resolved, she turned around. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have some energy to gain back. I'll be in my quarters doing the usual. I trust you'll take it from here Miss Leti?" Without waiting for an answer, Jasmine left. Now it was just the two women, Miss Leti and Kat, who was wondering how she was going to be able to morph like Jasmine.
 
Leave it to Jasmine to give the kickass, get someone motivated speech. Sure, Leti had seen the slight irritation in the red ranger. They often didn't get along, and Leti knew that Jasmine hated it when someone used a speech when a few words would suffice. There was also that hint there: maybe Leti had been a bit too explicit. She'd had to hold Jasmine after the girl had experienced a few harrowing moments. She seemed to recall that the dog-girl thing had actually been the red ranger... though that could've been another girl. Still, Leti had to admire the fire, the passion, the drive.

Plus, Jasmine looked super hot when she did that. Always a plus.

Leti squealed when Kat said she'd give in, moving to hug the girl and rock her a little. She pulled back, sharing the smile with Jasmine. the smile slid as Jasmine talked about heading back to her quarters, about refueling. "Jasmine!" Leti called. "You need to do that with a partner some times because--- and she's gone," Leti sighed. Sure, masturbation would work to recharge to some degree. If you were especially passionate, and Leti believed Jasmine probably was, you could definitely get enough to transform. But if the red ranger didn't actually partner up, she'd have to resort to letting a Debauched start to have their way. That was such a dangerous line to walk, even for someone as strong as Jasmine.

Leti turned to look at the girl next to her, smiling through her distraction. Her own sexual energy beamed for a moment with some anticipation. She so loved giving a girl a first time, and from what she'd heard, that would be the case with Kat. "Okay, so, we can definitely use another, as Jasmine said. But here's the thing," she reached up to brush some of Kat's hair out of her eyes. "It takes sexual energy to power up, and it takes a lot until you get used to it. Jasmine's going to get some from pleasuring herself, but..." Leti chewed her lip, running her lip ring over it, "but you might have to have sex with someone to get enough to get started. Jasmine would actually be the best, as you two could fuel each other, but she's... tough to get to," understatement. Leti shifted, moving to take Kat's hands. "Is there someone you really care about? Because we need to make sure your first time is special. oh, you could, like, try calling on it now if you'd like but, um," she chewed her lip, "you're giving off zero energy right now, so I'm thinking you're empty."

Gah, how Leti just wanted to start kissing this eager girl. The black ranger, and ironic given that Jasmine was the one who technically had the darker skin. Who said the ranger colors were racist? Still, Leti had to maintain contact, hoping that Kat was willing. The trainer could fill this girl with ridiculous amounts of energy if Kat would just let her...
 
Kat watched Jasmine go. Did the red ranger really just make a mention about masturbating in her room? Kat's cheeks pinked again as she briefly thought about Jasmine on a bed with her legs spread and a dildo sliding into her... Kat shook her head getting those thoughts out. She wanted to respect Jasmine not make her out like a slut.

Miss Leti began talking and Kat turned her attention to the woman. It was going to take sexual energy and Kat knew that, she had been told that, but it really hadn't stuck to her until she watched Jasmine walk away to 'take care of business'. Kat was going to suggest that she follow in Jasmine's example and masturbate, but her words never got the chance to come out. It would work better if she had a partner. If only she could find someone. Finding a boy would be easy enough. Most of them on campus were always actively looking to hook up, but after her experience with Mr. Libby, she didn't want to try that anytime soon, if ever. That left girls, like Miss Leti, who she noticed was very close to her, enough so that she could smell the woman's soft gentle fragrance. The smell of the perfume made her smile, although she didn't know why.

They were holding hands. When did that happen? Kat's eyes stayed focused on their hands wrapped together. It allowed her to think and the feel of another woman's soft skin was actually soothing to her. It seemed like there was only one way, but surely Miss Leti wouldn't want to. Kat was a freshman in college and Miss Leti was beautiful beyond compare. She could have anyone, why would she want someone like Kat who had been defiled by a Debauched. Her eyes came up to meet Miss Leti's. She had to ask, she had to take a chance.

With her heart starting to pick up, Kat asked, "Can't you teach me?" She hoped beyond hope that Miss Leti would say yes. It would spare her having to pursue someone else for sex, someone she didn't know. She didn't know Miss Leti all the way yet, but she knew that the woman was kind and gentle, the sort of person she would gladly give herself to. Kat realized how foolish she must seem to the older woman. She probably thought Kat was like some high school girl fawning over some love interest. Perhaps that's just what she was at the moment, but for some reason, she was okay with that. She looked away, showing off the pinkness of her cheeks. Her hand came up and brushed aside some of her bangs and looked back at Miss Leti with a cute smile on her face. Was she really trying to seduce an older woman, of all things?
 
Leti's heart lurched for a moment, and she felt a soft stab of guilt. The poor little blonde had asked her in just the sweetest way possible. Again, Leti realized all too well that Kat wouldn't be the first girl who'd sought comfort in her arms after this sort of thing. The older woman would have been lying if she didn't admit to fully enjoying it whenever they did. Taking someone so vibrant and coaxing their sexuality to the forefront excited her. That and her own voracious sexual appetite pretty well demanded that she regularly fuck someone.

"Kat, dear," Leti said, squeezing the girl's hands, "I would absolutely love to be the one to really give you your first time. You've been awake for less than an hour and you're already really impressive. Many girls wouldn't be so willing to go right back in and face the same humiliation that you did just to make sure it didn't happen to someone else. And I'd be lying if I didn't say that I've been daydreaming about kissing you since Jasmine carried you in here.

"But here's the thing: I'm a major nymphomaniac," Leti gave the hands a squeeze. "i really, really love sex. And part of why I'm being so sweet to you is because I really, really, really want to be the one to lay you down on a bed and take all your virginities so that you don't have to worry about some Debauched playing with you. If you let me, I will make love to you. But I'm also going to take every hole you had, because I think it's best..." Leti shrugged, "and you're hot and I'm horny. But mostly because if I don't, you could freak out when a Debauched starts playing with your cute little butt. I'll super-load you with sexual energy, so much that you'll make Jasmine look like a dim bulb," she raised the hands up to kiss them before releasing.

"But you gotta know going in. You need to know that I'm totally seducing you; that I'm being nice because I wanna drag you into bed, and that a lot of this is pretty much our emotionally blackmailing you into having sex at least daily if not more often. So if you're cool with all that and wanna choice, and if you still want that to be me," Leti smiled and brushed aside Kat's bangs, staring into the young girl's eyes with honest affection. Well, affection and more than her share of lust, but there was definitely affection there.
 
Every hole was going to be used. Kat didn't know what to say to that. A fear settled deep in her stomach. What if Mr. Libby used each of her holes? Would she be sex crazed right now, a doll for the sexual amusement of others? No, she needed to do this. She needed to know how to fight those perverts and she needed to be trained, even if that meant being used in ways she never thought of. She would be the warrior to protect girls, like Jasmine, for she wanted no one she knew to experience what she'd been through.

"Please, take me as you see fit." Her voice was confident and firm and naturally her own. There was no Debauched to manipulate her words and twist her feelings, but soon, Miss Leti would do those things. "Fill me with your energy. Make me lustful. I want to feel everything you can make me feel."

Kat gripped Miss Leti's hand a little tighter, reassuring the woman this was what she wanted. "Please...kiss me," she whispered as she began to close her eyes. She knew Miss Leti wanted to, from the very moment Jasmine carried her unconscious form to wherever here is. She leaned in closer waiting for the moment of impact and allowed her arms to wrap around the woman's body, to keep her close. She could already feel herself melting before anything really started. Her heart was picking up the pace and her stomach felt a different kind of sensation; anticipation.

Jasmine watched behind an almost closed door. It was open just a crack, but a crack was all she needed to see what was happening inside. She had gotten used to it by now. Jasmine was not Miss Leti's first, nor was she her last. The red ranger had seen many girls come and go over the years, all taken for a test ride to unveil their true potential, but Kat...she was something special. She actually looked like she would last.

Jealousy did not reach her. She prepared herself plenty of times. The only question in her mind was whether she should stay and watch while masturbating or leave and let her imagination take over. If she stayed long enough, Miss Leti would sense her without a doubt, if she hadn't already. If that was the case, she would turn and leave. She didn't want to call any attention to herself, she just wanted to observe the new girl. The last thing she wanted was to get drawn in to their little passion only to have Miss Leti expose her secret fetish. Before she realized it, both of her hands trailed down her body, one with fingers stretched to curve her front, the other hand to curve her rear.
 
It took all Leti had not to moan as Kat insisted she take her. Those words twisted the already growing lust within the older woman. She almost outright trembled when Kat continued, talking about energy and lust and everything that involved. The hands in her gripped her tighter, and Leti needed no more encouragement than that simple question. The woman raised a hand, gently cupping Kat's face. Her soft fingers played along the girl's fine features for a moment, before drawing those soft lips toward hers.

Miss Leti knew how to kiss. The woman had done her share of it. Her soft lips plied against this uncertain girl's, coaxing her, letting her feel them. They pressed gently, drawing out, not demanding, not seizing lips. Leti poured a little of her own sexual energy, letting it leave her to slide into the trembling blonde. Her hands ran up the girl's side, noting her curves, feeling her body. Was Kat well muscled? Lean? Kat looked like an athlete of some kind, and Leti wanted to feel her, see if her abdomen rippled, what sort of control she had. Her hands quested while her lips worked. They moved in tandem, drawing out the latent sexual energies within the new black ranger. Leti let her tongue slide out, just flicking across Kat's lips for a moment, letting the other girl taste and feel it. As the tongue slid, so did a little more energy, seeping into Kat. The warm energy would feel eerily similar to what Libby had forced out of her, though with a different flavor, of sorts.

Leti pulled back, nipping at the girl's lip and letting her feel the ring. "Okay, as a reminder, you're a ranger now," she gave the girl's hips a squeeze, "so you're naturally going to get horny more often and have more energy and all that," she kissed the girl's lips lightly again, letting a bit more. "Every little sexual act gives you some, but acts that arouse you more, hit your personal likes and fetishes, give you even more," she gave Kat another nip before shifting to look into the girl's eyes. "I know Libby added a little masochism to your lusts, Kat," she stroked the girl's cheek, "that's going to stick in your mind, even though we've gotten rid of his energies and stuff. You've got two options. One," she tapped the girl's side, "you own it. You admit that you like a little pain in your sex and that it turns you on. It can then be used to help fuel your energy and it can be really kinky with a respectful partner. Or two," she tapped the girl's other side, "you say that isn't you, that you're moving past it. You have to acknowledge it happened, dear,' she kissed Kat's lips softly again, reassuring her, "because it did. You came because of what he did to you. That was you. But you can be more than that, and you can use that to your strength," she gently stroked the girl's side, trailing her nails along her body. "I just need to know whether you want to be a little masochistic or if you wanna move past it. Tell me how you want to handle it, Kat," she kissed the girl again before moving to gently stroke her, maintaining contact while she waited for her answer.
 
Those lips pressed into hers and Kat melted. She felt something surge into her; energy? It was so different than Mr. Libby's, she actually desired more instead of it being forced into her and molding her. She breathed in deeply as she felt Miss Leti control the tide of the kiss for a brief moment. She wanted to remember the sweet woman's gentle scent forever. Kat took away all that she could from the kiss, noticing how their lips played together and how Miss Leti's tongue danced about. The opportunity came for her to explore the older woman and she did. Her tongue danced out exploring those lips, tasting, and even that lip ring. Everything was exotic and new to Kat.

Hands gently trailed along Kat's sides, exploring her body. Fingertips glided across her stomach and she almost giggled. She had been a soccer player in high school, but was unable to win over a prized scholarship at the college. She gave the excuse that it would allow her to focus more on academics, but in reality, she missed it. Even though her focused areas were in her thighs and legs, she still payed attention to her core muscles and abdomen. She wasn't sculpted like a muscle builder, but she did have strength there.

Another surge of energy entered her and Kat became more wild with her kissing and her own hands were beginning to feel Miss Leti's body. Fingertips ran over the older woman's curves, from her hips up to her breasts and all the way to the back of her neck. Miss Leti pulled away from their kiss and Kat began to worry if she did something wrong. Even through her worry, she was still able to give off a "Wow" at the end.

The tone of their passion suddenly changed when Miss Leti explained what needed to happen and just like that she was presented with two very important choices. She could accept her masochistic fantasy, or move past it and find another way to fuel her inner power. Time stopped as she contemplated each decision. It was not an easy one to make. On one hand, if she chose her masochistic fetish, she would always be reminded of her time with Mr. Libby. On the other hand, it had the potential to give her greater power. She took a deep breath and made her decision. "What can I say? I get off on being spanked. I am a masochist." She looked up at Miss Leti. "Are you comfortable with that?"
 
The wow made Leti smile. oh, she was definitely going to have fun with this one. Hopefully she could actually train Kat so that the girl would be more open about her sexuality and desires. Sex wasn't something to be afraid of, after all. Plus, Leti was hoping there would be more rangers, and she was dying to play matchmaker with all the cute little teenagers who started getting special sex powers.

For now, she watched her current sexual trainee mulling over her sexual decisions. Leti felt a shot of arousal as Kat confidently took claim over who she was. She stroked the girl again, smiling. "I'm so proud of you. It takes a strong person to admit that sort of thing, especially after what happened," Leti then tugged at Kat's hair, pulling the girl back. She lowered her lips, again seizing the blonde's for a kiss. This time, Leti let her own lips open, taking a little more control. She slid her tongue out, teasing Kat's into action. The moment she got the muscle moving, Leti bit down on it, not hard enough to truly hurt, but just enough. She pulled back, chewing on the girl's lip for a moment before moving in for another kiss. She again parted, biting down on Kat's lip as she pulled away. When she finished, she smiled and looked into the girl's eyes.

"Kat, dear," she purred, rubbing her hands along the girl, "I really like sex. If you think I'm not going to push all your buttons," she ran her hands down to the girl's crotch, letting her fingers dance along there, "you are so mistaken," she slid her nails along the girl's thighs, tracing, trailing. "Now, nothing says you're just a masochist, so don't make that all your being unless you really want to. And it's a super dangerous fetish to indulge in for your line of work. Debauched love a masochist," she pinched Kat's thigh, before moving to begin kissing the girl's neck. She planted several before biting again, pulling back and watching the skin stretch for a moment. She released, leaving the red to glow for a moment while she brought a hand up to massage.

"Let yourself love the pain, but make sure that you're still in control, okay?" She reached and started playing with Kat's breasts now, running along them, tilting her head. "What are some of your fantasies, Kat? How do you want your first time to be? You need to tell me now. I promise I won't tell anyone," she kissed the girl's neck, before shuffling to put some distance, despite a desire to start fingering the pretty blonde. "We need to figure out what you should watch out for," Leti smiled, "and where I get to start with the training."
 
Kat blushed when Miss Leti told her how proud she was of the girl. Just like with Mr. Libby, Kat wanted to gain Miss Leti's favor, but not just for sexual purposes, for affection, too. She felt the jolt of her hair being pulled and her neck snapping back. She let out a little whimper. They kissed again and Kat could feel Miss Leti's tongue teasing her, wanting it to join it. She sent hers in to play and they snaked around each other for the briefest of moments until she felt something clamp down on her. Instinctually she tried to jerk back, but she was kept in place due to Miss Leti's teeth. Another whimper escaped her mouth, much of a pleasant surprise than a painful one. The older woman played with her lips for another moment and it took all Kat had to not ruin the moment with her giggling. When she was finished, Miss Leti had something very important to say and Kat listened.

Fingers brushed against her covered sex and for the first time ever, she wished it wasn't so. She gently, yet quickly, wrapped her wrist around Miss Leti's wanting those fingers to delve deeper, but ultimately they would go lower to her thigh and her hand would follow the one in control. Kat blinked and suddenly Miss Leti was there at her neck. Her other arm wrapped around to the woman's head keeping her close to her sensitive flesh which was being marked and coddled almost simultaneously. She moaned and pressed herself closer to Miss Leti. She was asked what sort of fantasies she had and honestly, she didn't know.

Instead there was a question lingering in her mind. She wanted to stop everything they were doing to get a straight answer from Miss Leti, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. She wanted to keep going on. "What happens...if we lose? What happens if a Debauched wins? What will they do to us?" The question caused her to think about her near experience with Mr. Libby earlier and the fate that almost befell her. What would have happened if Jasmine wasn't there to save the day?

Asking the question also allowed Kat to think of a fantasy. Several images came to mind, but the one she seemed to come back to was a picture of her being tied down in a provocative position where anyone could do anything to her, yet still hit near her womanhood and ass. She told Miss Leti, even though it was embarrassing for her to do so.
 
That little wrist-grab just made Leti want to moan. They were so cute when they started flailing about, trying to figure out what they really wanted. This little one really had some sexual fire in her; which was to be expected, given her position as the black ranger and all. Still, it almost surprised Leti to see and hear just how well Kat adapted and how quickly she slid into their little sexual dance. She was definitely going to make this one a regular.

The question, however, was like ice water on the proceedings. Leti waited, looked at the girl as the question hung in the air for a few moments. "They'll take you," the trainer said, her voice serious. "if Jasmine hadn't come in and interrupted Libby, he would've impregnated you. You would have become what he said: a slave to the Debauched. If you lose, they will take you. They will fuck you. The good news is that you will always gain power from being fucked. From now on, it's part of what will fuel you. So sometimes, winning isn't the end of the world. The Debauched are remarkably creative when it comes to fetishes. But if they win? If we can't send someone in to pull you out in time? If another ranger doesn't save you? Then you become their plaything. We can probably help restore you if things get too bad... but if you're too far gone..."

Leti trailed off. She'd lost friends, lovers, and coworkers to the Debauched. She'd seen so many people writhing under their control. Once or twice she'd even endured the Debauched, sometimes as a distraction, sometimes out of just poor luck. She knew what could happen, particularly to a girl like Kat with natural masochistic tendencies.

The fantasy though, that sounded quite appealing. Leti let out a light laugh, smiling. She leaned down to gently kiss Kat. "Do you want your first time to be like that? Because I'd love to tie you down," she ran her hands along that tight body. "We could do it right here," her eyes slid to the nearby floor. "Put down a cushion, get some ropes. I'd tie your wrists,' her hands trailed to Kat's, "to your ankles. Bend you over and spank you. Make you cum," she gave Kat another kiss, passionate, seizing the lips for several seconds and ending with another playful nibble. "But Kat, babe, it's your first real time. I can also make sweet love to you and make it feel good. You'd better decide quickly though," she drew one of Kat's hands in hers. She ran her fingers along it, before sucking on one of Kat's fingers. She then drew this down, delving between her legs. Leti wore a form-fitting skirt and bright vest, both helping her womanly curves show all the more. The skirt demonstrated just how flared her hips were, how she had that shape with just a hint of extra sway to her. Now she drew Kat's hand between her legs, letting the girl feel the heat that gathered there. "I want you bad, Kat," Leti said, "and I'm being patient here. Real patient, for me," she smiled, "so make a decision quick, because I'm about two steps from ripping your panties off and fucking you on the floor."
 
Kat listened to the grizzly answer. It was just like Mr. Libby had said. They would take her, use her, force her to bear their children and repeat for the rest of her life. She pictured herself in a room tied down with her legs spread far apart as Mr. Libby took her, this time cumming in her pussy. Months passed and her belly grew larger until she had the child. It was taken away from her and Mr. Libby rode her again for the same result. She could see herself, too far gone, like a doll laying there for the next fuck. The thought provoked an odd reaction in her body. What must have been left of that dark energy caused the thought to arouse her, but she quickly thought of something else. Thoughts like these were dangerous.

Miss Leti teased her and brought her back to the good side. The words caused images to pop into her head as the older woman painted a vivid scene. Oh God, she wanted it so bad right now. She had to restrain herself from just giving in and begging for it right then and there. Instead, she listened to another equally appealing choice. Passionate sex that was sweet and gentle, something she had yet to experience. Kat wasn't given any time to think as her hand was taken for a journey to Miss Leti's crotch. She could feel the heat from the woman's panties, something Kat knew she could relate to and more as her panties were starting to get wet again.

If words could make her cum, then what Miss Leti said next would have made her wet her black panties. The image was so perfect and that was what she wanted. She gave a sly smile. She was going to try her hand at this seduction thing. Her finger began to rub Miss Leti's panties in an attempt to turn the tables on the older woman. She came in close and looked right into the woman's eyes. "What's stopping you? Are you afraid I'm going to break because I won't. Take me right now, but make it rough."
 
Leti smiled at Kat's response. "See? That's how you own your masochism without losing the fire," she moved in to lightly kiss Kat's neck again. "I'm so proud of you!" she let out another giggle before moving her lips again to Kat's. Yet again she kissed, this time, almost playful, teasing. Just a few light pecks for a few goes. Leti's head almost looked like a bird, darting in, seizing the lips for a quick little bite before coming out. She smiled at the girl, her eyes flashing playful.

Then she moved forward. She shifted, moving to grab onto the younger girl. Leti's hands moved up. One threaded itself into that yellow hair, pulled the head back. The other moved to run along the girl's side. The pulling went rough as Leti angled Kat's mouth. She seized the lips as they came to hers, taking what should be an open mouth with her own. Immediately her tongue slid into that mouth, and Kat would feel the little barbel shot through it. That piercing played and teased against Kat's tongue as Leti asserted her control in passion. She grabbed onto the tongue with her lips and mouth, pulling at it, teasing and sucking for a few moments. Then she moved and started gnawing on the lip. Leti outright chewed Kat's lips for a few moments, parting with a nearly fierce bite before running her own pierced lips along the girl's. Leaving Kat to say or react or what have you, Leti instead began working down the bared neck.

Meanwhile she drew a leg up. It circled about, using the cushioned seats they sat in as a strange platform. Leti had pulled Kat to a set of connected seats, something like a couch. It connected with a table, which could potentially be usable, small though it was. However instead Leti shoved her leg in, parting and pulling Kat away from the chair, seeming to wrap the girl's torso with her leg. The moment she pulled back from the girl's lips with that playful smile, her leg hooked. Then she bit one more hard time before pulling back.

"down we go," said Leti. In a rather impressive display, she jerked her hips. The motion pulled Kat from the chair, effectively allowing Leti to ride her down to the floor. Kat's torso would be caught between Leti's legs. The trainer's knees took some of the blunt from the impact, but Kat would feel her ass and back hit against the floor. It had apparently been slightly softened, no doubt for this sort of thing.

Now Leti straddled the new black ranger, smiling down at her. She ran her hands along the girl's sides in a possessive manner. "Rough enough for ya?" she asked, before squeezing the girl's breasts. Her hands gripped the melons as if they were the actual fruit instead of flesh. And as they squeezed and pressed, Leti began rolling her hips, heading and riding downward to angle so that soon, their pelvises would be touching. As Leti did, she smiled, feeling a bit of arousal and a set of eyes. Was that Jasmine? What a naughty red ranger. Best not to scare her, but Leti would be damned if she didn't put on a show. "C'mon, Kat," she said, leaning down to begin licking the other girl's neck, "lemme hear that sweet voice of yours."
 
Kat's eyes closed as she was repeatedly kissed complete with bites to her lips and neck. Each time a mark was left upon her soft skin she yelped, but in a good way. A smile played on her lips as Miss Leti had her way. She kept her eyes closed, but she could feel her body going this way and that. Was she sitting? Apparently not as her back hit something. Was that the floor? She was laying down then. Kat dared not open her eyes lest her sight be granted a confusing array of twists and turns as Miss Leti maneuvered her. She felt all sorts of little sensations along her neck and lips. Those little bits of pain were pleasure to her and she arched her back and clenched her legs tight together to feel the wetness cling to her panties.

Even though she was pinned to the floor, Kat was able to shift with her hips and grind her pussy into her soft panties. Her face grew hot red and her mouth opened as she moaned. Fingers groped at her breasts and she gasped. She'd never touched her breasts in such a manner, although technically she never touched herself sexually. Having her breasts groped felt good.

Kat's legs spread a couple inches apart. She wanted Miss Leti to invade her private area, reach inside her pants and panties just to force an orgasm, and she wanted her breasts to be bared so they could be groped further. She never knew those two huge mounds could provide such pleasure.

A tongue licked at her neck and Kat melted again. "Ooooh yes! Right there, right there. Mark me all over! Violate me! Make me cum to your whim!" Kat felt the rush of a squirt from her pussy to further wet her panties. If her pants stayed on for long, they too, would become wet and stained.

Through the crack, Jasmine watched. So that was the kind of girl Kat was. Miss Leti always had a way of fulfilling fantasies, no matter what kind. As for Jasmine, she was on her knees watching. One hand was inside her pants rubbing at her panties and swirling juices, while the other was in her pants and panties, but from the back. Her middle finger was pressing against her ass seeking entrance. It finally managed to pop in and she bit her lower lip to stifle a moan. With her other hand, she began to pull at her panties grinding it against her pussy to soak her juices.
 
The energy gathered and Leti knew she had to let some of it go. She could feel it seeping, and feel more gathering within Kat. The sexual powers would rise up within this girl, and she certainly knew how to pull it out. Leti could feel Kat's legs moving, spreading, feel the desire rushing up from the girl. The girl panted and moaned, and dimly Leti remembered that in every way that counted, Kat was still a virgin. This only encouraged Leti to make certain she did a good job.

And she felt the girl melt as she licked her neck. So, Kat had a sensitive neck then? Some girls did. Only an idiot male would think to only leave one area. Leti knew how to use them all, how to turn an entire girl's body into one giant erogenous zone. She smiled as she began working over Kat's neck. She licked and lathered it till it shimmered with her saliva. Then she began nipping. Not nibbling, not chewing, but doing short little nips all around the edge of the girl's neck. She nipped up to the jawline, then switched to kisses as she moved around, only to nibble right back down. She leaned forward, shoving her body down, pressing her curves against Kat's. Leti could feel their breasts mashing together, and she smiled. She rolled her hips, undulating her way down Kat's body till their sexes were aligned. The heat and wet from the girl already gave her away. Leti spared a hand to roll her skirt up, leaving a pair of thin nylons and her own daring panties: brilliant violet and lacy, nearly transparent enough to show the multicolored strip of hair above her own swollen sex. Leti rolled her hips till they were aligned, and began grinding her sex down into the girls. She pressed hard, pressed until she could feel the girl beneath flattening against the floor.

Another hand moved. It slid across flesh, teasing, dragging nails. It tugged hair. Leti let her hands start roaming, the other joining to dance and flit all over Kat, knowing that a little confusion would aid matters. then she moved them to find Kat's own hands. She wrapped her fingers through the girl's, giving her a reassuring squeeze, reminding her that this was consensual, that it was okay to want this, that Leti actually cared. All before Leti pulled back, grinning down at the girl. She licked her fingers and shifted their bodies, pulling Kat's arms up. Then she lowered her head, feasting upon the girl's neck. She chewed and nibbled, seeming determined to form a ring of pink flesh, red flesh. All the while her hips moved, ground against the girl, her own plump rear undulating. The skirt slid a little further, showing where the purple thong split a plump white rear.
 
The playful nipping caused a crescendo in Kat's moans. There was something about almost leaving a mark that aroused her so, but not as much as full on biting. Her hands wrapped around Miss Leti keeping her close, not that she needed to do as the older woman was pressing her body hard against hers. She could feel their clothed breasts squishing against each other. If her nipples weren't trying to poke out before, they certainly were trying now. Her legs spread a little further apart just as Miss Leti began to shift down her body. She could only guess what the woman was going to do before she acted. Before Miss Leti made it all the way down, Kat caught a glimpse of those panties and more importantly the strip of multicolored hair down there. She would have to ask her how she managed that later.

The grinding came and Kat let out a girlish moan, much like the ones from Mr. Libby's classroom. Her body was flat on the floor with her legs spread out and her knees bent. This was the missionary position? Or at least how it had been described to Kat from other girls. Her hands came up around to Miss Leti's nylons. She pulled them up and let them go snapping them against the woman's skin just like what had been done to her in Mr. Libby's room. She only wished, now, that Miss Leti would uncover her pussy and fuck her with a dick. Wait, did she really just think that? No, the bad thoughts were coming back to her making her want the bad things that almost happened to her. Miss Leti was different and Kat wanted to respect the woman for that. Another jarring thought came to her. She explicitly remembered Mr. Libby's overgrown cock penetrating her, spreading her. What if he permanently damaged her? What if fingers weren't going to be enough?

The assault on Kat's body continued causing her to forget those alarming questions. The two of them danced on the floor, their hips pressing against each other. Each time their hips shifted, Kat moaned and the grew as Miss Leti became aggressive, not just with her hips but with her hands and mouth. A quick squeeze of their hands reaffirmed that this was okay, that Kat could have these fantasies. She nodded her head in confirmation and then she began to struggle. She played at the struggling helpless victim. With Mr. Libby she was just helpless, now she was going to play at struggling for that lost time. Perhaps it would allow Miss Leti to be more aggressive. Then the biting started again.
 
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