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Chapter 184 : The Hall Of Dicks (3)

“What kind of training would you call this?” Agni asked, unable to withdraw her gaze from the events transpiring around her. One lady had, once again taken up her doggystyle position. She arched her back outwards, pushing it towards the rabid thrust of her partner’s hips as he eagerly took up the task of pleasing her. Her cheeks were flush with red, her face etched in ecstasy once more.

To the opposite side of the room another young woman was busy gorging herself on cock. She attacked the meat with a zeal that Agni rarely had seen, save for porno videos in her old life. The woman alternated between using a single hand, and no hands at all --the commonality of her actions were the depths to which she took the shaft. Her throat bulged with each forward movement of her head, causing her cheeks to bulge slightly and her throat to fill with each motion.

Moments later she would either release some lubrication, a healthy amount of saliva bubbles -- or a gasp for air itself as she breathed between motions. Galina occasionally shot a glance towards the woman , as if appraising her effort as Zura continued her explanation of what was to happen next.

“Service training.” Zura finally answered as she set down her tea cup.

“Service as in?” Agni had a feeling she knew the answer, but she just wanted to be certain.

“To serve others. It’s necessary in our line of work and many women have….certain tendencies that they have to come to grips with. Which, in a way, is why we are here.” Zura explained.

“By tendencies you mean..?”

“Ideas. Morals. Closely held beliefs. Like most things in life, it all has to do with mindset and how you feel about a subject or situation.” Zura explained.

“For example. The thought of touching a penis -- how does it make you feel?”

Even as Zura asked the question Agni felt her insides tighten with revulsion.

“But, you once had a penis right? So..why are you so averse to the idea? You’re a woman now. Your body reacts to it. You could even say that psychologically your body is longing for it. The long, hard stroke of a--” Zura’s sentence was accentuated by a lewd hand motion and a girlish giggle.

Agni could only bite her lip as she contemplated the Courtesan’s words.

“Couldn’t I just start with like..a dildo maybe?” Agni resigned herself to the thought of penetration.

*I’m still a virgin!* She thought inwardly as she ran through thoughts of her box being stuffed relentlessly by some random dick. Ironically enough, the very thought made her pussy quiver in anticipation.

She could only sigh, *Why won’t you listen to me!?* She mused privately, ‘you’ being her own body.

Zura watched silently, as if she could almost understand the inner monologue.

“Agni, are you being 100% true to yourself?” Zura then asked.

“What do you mean?” Agni asked, as she fidgeted in her chair. The scent of sex and allure of the acts going on around her had begun to have an effect upon her.

“I mean..are you sure you don’t want to do it? Think about it. Your mind says no, but your body says something very different. Have you ever….given thought to the bad boys versus good boys conundrum?”

“Well..sort of. I mean, we’re talking about how some women have a tough time choosing guys who mean well versus guys who -- err...do them well?” Agni responded.

“Ha ha. That’s a creative way of putting it, but yes. It’s an accurate way of describing the situation.”

“What does that have to do with being true to yourself?” Agni asked.

“Everything. Do you think women willingly enter relationships to be beaten, abused or condescended to? No one in their right mind would do so. No, women enter these situations for the emotional payoff. It’s something you learn to grapple with as a woman. For example, there is a certain...dark allure to being treated like a dirty little slut.” Zura’s eyes took on a soft, almost desire filled appearance. It was as if she was busy recalling some “fun times”.

“No, but you can only make the same decision so many times before you realize that what’s good for you isn’t always what’s right for you.”

“Correct. However, there is one thing those women have that you don’t. And that is, the ability to be 100 percent true to themselves in the moment. Whether it’s wrong, whether it’s right, they indulge. They soak up the moment, milk it for each morsel of savory emotional payoff that it has to offer. You see, Agni at our core, women are emotional fiends. We are bored by anything that doesn’t jostle our hearts in one way or another.”

“I think I get it...to a degree.” Agni responded.

“And this is what you need to learn. You’re a woman. You’re a succubus, it’s your right -- your prerogative to indulge in everything that interests you. And you may just find that there aren’t many things which turn your stomach if you give them a try. In other words, it’s about more than just sex. You need to learn to be free.” Zura said as she leaned forward, placing her elbow upon the table. She gently rested her chin within her palm and stared intently at the vermillion haired succubus, studying her.

Truth be told, Agni had long since come to realize the truth behind Zura’s words. The longer she lived her life as a succubus, the more she realized how repressed she actually was. She spent her days fighting the urge to masterbate, grope, suck or lick. She struggled with the growing lust energy which often caused her emotional and physical state to deviate wildly.

“But, are you saying it’s okay for me to just lose control and fuck anything in sight?” Agni asked, genuinely feeling confused.

“Is that what you want to do? Do you..want to fuck me?” Zura asked, her gaze constant and unwavering. The gently smoldering embers of adoration lie in Zura’s gaze and Agni realized that anything was possible. The thought scared her somewhat, yet also made her feel excited.

She wasn’t used to the torrent of emotions she could experience as a woman. As a man, she often had one or two emotions to grapple with at any given time. Yet she could feel awkward, shy, insecure, aroused and intensely self aware all at once in this new body. Furthermore each emotion had a certain degree of influence, and the one with the most influence usually won out…

“No. Not right now..” Agni sheepishly replied. It was her truth, ‘not right now’.

“Do you want to fuck Galina?” Zura asked next, catching Agni completely off guard. Her face turned red as the succubus shook her head fiercely like a schoolgirl caught in an awkward confession.

Zura chuckled while Galina shifted her stance. Her somewhat stony expression twitched slightly as a faint smile curled the edges of her lips.

Agni’s ears were burning, yet she couldn’t deny that she found the woman attractive in a dangerous sort of way. But she also hadn’t told a lie -- right now she didn’t want to have sex with either of them. Maybe later…

“Good. You’re being sincere with yourself. Then, I guess it’s time for me to explain what you’re doing here. The bangle, as you know, is actually a magic device that can...stimulate you as a form of positive reinforcement. I altered the way it works now. You only have to deal with a new task once every three or four days -- however those tasks will be based on helping you explore your sexuality in ways you normally would avoid.”

“Like dicks?” Agni asked, and she suddenly felt hot all over.

“Like dicks. Big dicks, ramming your tight little succubus pussy.” Galina chimed in, leveling a smirk towards Agni as she spoke.

The woman’s intense gaze once more caused Agni to fidget in her seat, but this time it wasn’t from a sense of intimidation. Gradually Agni’s body had become hot -- and wetter. With a woman being pounded in the background and another deepthroating like her life depended on it, this was the result.

“You like that? Yes, the idea of something long and hard..sliding in and out of your virgin snatch? Does it..excite you? We are women here, there is no need to be shy.” Galina continued.

“Galina stop ha ha. We won’t be doing that.” Zura interrupted.

“Not today anyway.” She said as she shot a wink in Agni’s direction.

“Fine, fine.” Galina said. She seemed disappointed and it was the most emotion Agni had ever seen from the woman.

“No. The new bangle will simulate a sex toy that will pleasure you simultaneously whenever you perform certain tasks. Unlike your previous settings where you were pleasured if you failed, you will only be pleasured when you succeed in completing a task.” Zura explained further.

“Like, what kind of tasks?” Agni couldn’t curb her curiosity at this point if she tried. Her eyes had once again begun to take on a faint pink glow.

“Handjobs. Blowjobs. Deep throating. Ball-massages. Ball-licking…” Zura casually listed off several items, even taking a moment to list off variations thereof.

“In other words, we will start simple.” Zura added.