Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Porter,” I whispered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. “It won’t happen again.”
Mrs. Porter’s expression softened slightly, but her voice remained firm. “See that it doesn’t,” she said. “All three of you will be punished tomorrow for this transgression. For now, remain silent and go to sleep. And remember—any further attempts at self-pleasure will be met with even more severe consequences than you are all already in for.”
As Mrs. Porter turned to leave, Lydia spoke up, her voice small and trembling. “Mrs. Porter,” she said, “please… it was my fault. I asked Tessara questions. She was just trying to answer them.”
Mrs. Porter paused, her hand on the doorknob. “While I appreciate your honesty, Miss Lydia,” she said, “that does not excuse your behavior. All of you chose to engage in forbidden activities. You will all face the consequences. I have a feeling you will find them not quite so pleasurable as your wantonness in bed this evening.”
With that, she left, plunging the room back into darkness. The silence that followed was thick with tension and unspoken fear about what the morning would bring.
CHAPTER 28
Gamma
I awoke in my suite in the Magisterian Embassy to find a message from Dr. Porter on my handheld, marked with high importance.
Dear Mr. Gamma, it read, I’m afraid I must report an incident of misbehavior on the part of Miss Tessara.
I read on with growing concern:
Last night, shortly after lights out, the governors of all three girls in the dormitory—Miss Tessara, Miss Lydia, and Miss Elara—registered heightened arousal and physical stimulation consistent with self-pleasure. Upon investigation, Mrs. Porter found the girls engaged in inappropriate conversation of a sexual nature, instigated by Miss Lydia’s curiosity about Miss Tessara’s experiences. All three were caught in various states of self-stimulation.
I have attached the full readout from Miss Tessara’s governor for your review. You will note several spikes in arousal over a twenty-minute period, along with rhythmic patterns indicative of manual stimulation of the genitals. The data also shows increased pressure and movement of the anal training device you requested we use.
While I understand Miss Tessara’s background may make her more susceptible to such impropriety, I’m afraid I cannot allow this behavior to go unpunished. As such, I invite you to attend a disciplinary session this afternoon at 4:00 p.m. All three girls will receive correction, and the other girls’ guardians will very likely be present.
I hope you will join us to witness this important lesson in proper Prosperian behavior. Your presence will reinforce the seriousness of the infraction and aid in Miss Tessara’s education.
Regards,
Dr. Augustus Porter
I set down the handheld with a sigh, my mind racing. Part of me felt a surge of possessive anger at the thought of Tessara touching herself without my permission. But I also recognized the unfairness of that reaction—after all, though Dr. Porter and I had both explicitly forbidden such behavior, her Vionian conditioning likely made it difficult for her to resist her body’s needs.
I opened the attachment, scanning through the detailed data from Tessara’s governor. Graphs and charts showed her physiological responses throughout the night—heart rate, body temperature, vaginal lubrication, muscle tension. I studied the arousal curve, noting how it built steadily before dropping sharply—likely when Mrs. Porter interrupted them.
One chart caught my eye—a measure of oxytocin and other bonding hormones. They had spiked significantly during the incident, especially when Tessara was speaking to the other girls. It seemed the intimate conversation had triggered an emotional response along with the physical one.
I sat back, considering my options. While I knew punishment was necessary to reinforce proper behavior, I also saw an opportunity here. Perhaps this incident could be used to further Tessara’s education and strengthen her bond with her new home.
With that in mind, I sent a quick reply to Dr. Porter confirming my attendance. Still musing on the incident, I made my way to the embassy’s commissary for breakfast with Alpha and Sala.
As I made my way through the gleaming corridors, my mind remained fixated on Tessara. I found myself longing for the direct, visceral connection I shared with the lovely girl when we were together. Without her physical presence, I couldn’t gauge the nuances of her emotional state, which I felt certain must be quite disturbed this morning.
The commissary was already bustling when I arrived, filled with the low hum of conversation and the clinking of utensils against plates. I spotted Alpha and Sala at a table near the panoramic windows overlooking the Prosperian state house. As I approached, I couldn’t help but marvel at how perfectly they embodied the ideals of Magisterian partnership—Alpha’s commanding presence balanced by Sala’s serene grace.
“Good morning, brother,” Alpha greeted me, his deep voice carrying easily over the ambient noise. “You seem troubled.”
I sank into the chair across from them, running a hand through my hair. “I received a message from Dr. Porter this morning,” I began, before recounting the incident with Tessara and the other girls.