Rinoa's Education

Holy Club

“I got it from Balamb,” Lauren said with a whisper, her eyes closed. Lying on her back on Rinoa’s bed, propped up on her arms, her face was flushed as she tried to handle the emotions as Rinoa gently caressed inside of her with one finger.
On her knees in front of Lauren, Rinoa slowly drew an oval inside the girl, deepening Lauren’s breath. The sight of the girl’s heaving chest as she slowly lost ground with the struggle to stay calm made Rinoa’s breath begin to build.
But finally, as Lauren’s body began to move with the motion, Rinoa drew out, making Lauren whimper. She opened her eyes, but as she did, Rinoa stepped off her bed. In the stifling air out of the hot afternoon, the light from the day filtered in through the window.
Rinoa picked up the innocent-looking white box and took the top off. Her eyes opened wide and she looked at Lauren. Lauren shrugged a bit in embarrassment. “I haven’t got the chance to, you know, use it, so I thought maybe we could . . . give it a try.”
Rinoa picked the thing up by its neck. The metal replacement was attached to a harness, while two extensions came up from out of it, obviously intended for multiple stimulators. Rinoa looked at Lauren wearily. “You’ve used them before,” She said meekly. “Fujin used . . .”
“I know,” Rinoa said, laughing just a bit at herself. She sighed, then reached down, stepping into the harness. She pulled it up, adjusting it with some trouble. But finally, she held her hands out. “How’s it look?”
Lauren stared at it for a long time, her eyes razoring into a devilish smile. “Delicious,” She finally answered. Rinoa smiled accommodatingly and stepped up to the edge of the bed. As she did, Lauren reached out to take a hold of the very base of the object. Gripping it carefully, she drew herself down to it, carefully accepting the head into her mouth.
Rinoa watched, almost surprised to enjoy the vantage. She carefully bundled up Lauren’s red hair as she began to venture deeper down the piece. Each time she pushed down, sliding it deeper inside, Rinoa felt her push against her own body, exciting her.
After a few moments, Lauren pulled away and looked up at Rinoa. “Okay,” She said, sliding forward to the edge of the bed so her hips hung off. Rinoa braced herself against the bed and bent her knees, lowering down to Lauren’s level. Taking the thing by the base, she rolled it around Lauren’s waiting hips, finally finding the right spot. She leaned towards Lauren, kissing her.
Startling Rinoa, Lauren grabbed her hair and frantically slid her tongue inside Rinoa’s mouth. Unable to keep calm, she licked at Rinoa’s tongue, finally pulling away with a desperate look.
Rinoa returned the look, getting caught up in the moment. With a careful, but powerful thrust, she pushed the head inside. Lauren’s eyes went wide as she leaned back, a call caught in her throat. Rinoa slid the head back just a bit, then began to push in farther. With each extra distance, Lauren moaned with delight.
At about the halfway point, the second head a on the base of the attachment reached inside. Lauren’s breath began to build at that. She reached up to Rinoa’s bare chest and began to massage her skin. Rinoa kept sliding farther in, getting more and more excited by Lauren’s cries and whimpers.
Finally, the last and smallest head slid up along Lauren’s front, the very base of the attachment making it to Lauren. With the whole thing inside of her, she fell back to the bed, grabbing the edges as her body came desperately close to the precipice of joy. As she struggled to breath, Rinoa pulled her left leg up onto her shoulder, getting better access and stability.
Lauren looked up but Rinoa had continued with her chest where Lauren had left off. “Ready?” Rinoa asked. But already, she began to pump her hips. The awkward sensation of the attachment quickly became natural as Lauren began to moan with a deep-seated and soul-wrench delight.
The door opened.
Rinoa and Lauren both looked up, startled, as Selphie let Angelo into the room. Completely ignorant of the two naked girls on the edge of the bed, she smiled as Angelo romped over to his bed at the foot of Rinoa’s bed. He laid down joyously exhausted. Selphie smiled at the dog, then looked up, for the very first time noticing Rinoa and Lauren. It took her a second to process that they were both naked, then another second to process the attachment between them.
She suddenly smiled.
“Got room for one more?” She asked with a giant, friendly grin.

Rinoa spotted him as soon as she stepped out from the dormitories. Leaning against the walkway to the cafeteria, he was shuffling some cards, the first two buttons of his SeeD Candidate jacket undone. As she approached, he looked up at her, a confident smile on his face. “Club?” she asked.
“The one and only,” He said simply, holding his hands out in a simple gesture. “And how are you today, princess?”
Instantly, Rinoa decided she didn’t like him.
She reached around to the pocket inside her blue jacket and pulled out her own cards. Sitting down on the bench next to the cafeteria sign, she startled to shuffle her own cards. “What are we playing for?” She asked, subtly making sure no one was around.
Club sat down opposite her and reached into his jacket. He tossed a dog collar onto the bench. Rinoa stared at the collar, then up at him. His confident grin ate at her. “Okay,” She said. She chose five of her best cards and discarded her deck. He sat down across from her, his five cards already chosen. Sizing him up, Rinoa smiled inwardly to herself.

Rinoa had to stare away as he closed the collar around her neck. With an annoyed glare, she tried not to think about the simple mistake she had made that cost her the game. In Club’s dorm room, Rinoa was topless, but she still wore her pants. Club had tied her hair back with a girlishly blue ribbon and now stood behind her, clasping her hands over each other.
When he came around in front of her, he smiled arrogantly and attached the leash to the collar. “Okay,” He said. He started to tug on her collar, pulling her neck first across the room. He positioned her in front of his chair. “Kneel down,” He commanded. Rinoa grumbled to herself, then bent down to kneel in front of the chair. “Put your head in the chair.” Again, Rinoa grumbled about her foolish mistake and placed her forehead against the seat of the chair.
Club bent down over her, reaching around to her breasts. He began to aggressively massage them, making Rinoa gasp against her will. Determined to deny as much of the pleasure as she could, she nonetheless felt her body began to warm to his touch.
After a few moments, he stood up. Taking her by the leash, he firmly jerked her back up to her feet, then he led her around to the very center of the room again. “Having fun, princess?” He asked. Before she could answer, he took the leather handle of the leash and slapped her left breast with it. Her body jerked at the sting and she inhaled sharply.
“No,” She said.
“Good,” he responded, slapping her right breast. He began to switch between the two breasts, leaving red tender marks on her with each strike. But finally, he jerked on her leash and pulled her in front of him. With their faces close, he began to squeeze her left breast, getting more and more intense until she couldn’t help but quietly squeak in subtle pain.
“Now,” Club said, undoing his pants. He stepped back from Rinoa, and pulled her towards him. Jerking her down to her knees, she found herself directly beneath his waist. “Enjoy yourself, princess.”
Rinoa stared up into his eyes, then lowered herself to stare at him. She took a deep breath, then closed her eyes. She leaned forward, stroking the tip with her tongue, as if painting. She coated the tongue with her own moisture, then opened up wide to slip his head inside. Once he was in, she began to circle her tongue around him, then she started to slide.
She began to gently pulse slowly down, adding just a bit more with each pulse. Meanwhile, holding onto her leash, Club smiled with delight. With her arms bound behind her, Rinoa had trouble keeping her balance as she slid down him. With her clasped throat, she found going much further impossible. She drew back, swallowing. “I can’t go any further,” She said up to him.
Club didn’t respond. He just smiled and pulled her up by her leash. Struggling to stand because of her bound hands, he led her firmly over to the wall, placing her face-first against it. He took the loop of her leash and struck just beneath her waist with it. She jumped at the punishment, squeaking as the sting left it light red mark. “Don’t,” Club said, slapping her again with the leash loop. “Say”, He went on. “You.” Another slap. “Can’t.” Another.
He turned her around, her rear stinging. He pulled her down by her leash and pushed the back of her head against the wall. Before she could say anything, he pushed against her lips with himself, sliding inside. Rinoa tried to resist him, but the binding of her hands refused to give. She found herself pressed against the wall, with Club sliding himself down into her constricted throat.
He moved slowly and carefully, not forcing himself faster than he could handle. But the strange sensation of having him guide himself so far down instead of herself made Rinoa wince repeatedly.
Finally, Club drew back, a smile on his face. “See?” He said, out of breath. “You can do it.” He started to backpedal to the chair of his desk, pulling her forward. Unable to stand, she got crawled on her knees over to him, then let her head be gently pulled down to his lap.
She accepted him inside once again without waiting and immediately slid him down her throat. Reaching his base, she let her lips press against his body, then she began to pulse up and down. Her black hair flopped as she moved, but Club just pulled her leash, keeping her motions controlled and tight.
After a few moments, Club pulled her off of him. She tried to swallow, but he turned her around. “We’re almost done, princess,” He said condescendingly, undoing Rinoa’s bonds. Freeing her hands, he stood up, pulling her to her feet. She unconsciously grabbed her leash as she stood, but Club pushed her hands off her leash. “You don’t do that,” He said. As he spoke, he snapped his fingers on her right nipple, making her jump.
Standing, Club slid her pants off, leaving her completely bare to his room. He pulled on her leash to lead her to the bed, then turned her around to sit down on it. Pulling his chair up, he sat down across from her, taking himself into his own hands. “Alright,” He said with a smile. He looked at the clock on his desk. “You have . . . two minutes to climax. If you don’t, you get punished. And please, don’t try to fake it. I can tell.”
Rinoa glanced at the clock, seeing the seconds beginning to tick away. She looked at Club but he was gently stroking himself, watching her. Rinoa glanced nervously about, then closed her eyes. “No,” Club said. “You have to watch me,” He responded.
Rinoa swallowed, then stared down at him. She watched his hand glide up and down, his grip encompassing himself. She reached in between her legs, finding her body more than accepting. She slid her finger inside, immediately finding the spot she needed. She began to quickly tease at it, her chest beginning to heave as she lavished the simple spot with attention.
She glanced at the clock, then at Club, the seconds counting away. The emotions were building, but she had less then a minute. She reached down with her other hand, addressing the outside of her body. Stimulating both spots, Rinoa began to moan. Her body began to move as her hips pulsed with the delight. Her collar clasped her throat, making her breath run a little short. She began to grow lightheaded as the sensation of utter joy fast approached.
When suddenly leaned forward, the rush of ecstasy overwhelming her. She couldn’t stop running her fingers over her body, the feeling lasting longer than ever. Almost ready to pass out from the joy and the lack of air, she looked up to see Club’s movements faster than ever.
“Come here,” He commanded with a breathless voice, pulling on her leash. She went willingly, staring at him, able to tell he was close. She was guided down between his legs, but he pulled her leash up, leveling her chest with his motions.
With a sudden buck, he exploded onto Rinoa, spraying across her delicate skin with his release. She turned her head, but he yanked on her leash, forcing her to watch as he covered her.
Finally, as the release slowed, he let go. “You get the last bit,” he said, sitting back. Rinoa carefully reached out to him, taking hold and began to pump up and down. A few more drops came sliding out onto her hand, but then she looked up at him and he smiled. “Have a fun, princess?” He asked.
She glared at him, but was unable to keep from smiling. “No,” She lied.

Rinoa paced through the fields, the nighttime chirp of the cicadas and crickets echoing in her ears. She looked up at the stars and the milky sky, while in the distance; she could hear the ocean crashing against the waves.
She turned to the mountains, closing her eyes. She held her hands to her chest, then swept them out in a dramatic gesture. “Alexander!”
There was a rumbling from beyond the mountains. Rinoa turned around as she saw the snow-topped mountains behind Balamb Garden, miles and miles away, break open. Stepping up from within the giant mountains, she saw the holy mechanical form of Alexander rise up.
The giant machine turned its attention to Rinoa and opened up a compartment within its metal body. Rinoa stepped back as a beam of white light embraced her. Rinoa felt her body turn warm with sensation, at the same time she felt her presence begin to dim.

It was a smoky lake. Placid and unmoving, the mirror-like surface of the water reflected Rinoa as she stepped on the gentle waves. In the distance, through the haze, she could see a tree on top of a small island no more than a few yards across.
Sitting beneath the island was Rinoa.
She stopped, staring at herself. But Rinoa looked up to see herself and smiled. “Hello,” She said sweetly.
“Who are you?” She asked.
“I’m you,” The Rinoa beneath the tree said, standing up. She turned around for Rinoa’s appraisal, holding her hands out. “You’ve spent all this time, with each of the other guardian forces, being something of a subject. This is your holy reward for making it this far.”
“What do you mean?” Rinoa asked.

Rinoa was lying on her back against the tree, gasping. Between her legs, the other Rinoa gently, cautiously licked away at her defenses, gently and unyieldingly dining on Rinoa’s emotions. Rinoa began to moan, her mind lifting up as her body was filled with joy.

“Is this a dream?” Rinoa asked, standing before herself beneath the tree. “What was that?”
“That was a gift,” The other Rinoa said.

The other Rinoa was bent over the edge of a fountain, the tips of her black hair skating over the cool water as it reflected an inner light up against her. The statues of cherubs in the fountain smiled innocently as the other Rinoa moaned and gasped.
Rinoa held the other Rinoa by her hips, gently pushing inside of her. She felt the other Rinoa buck as joy spread through her, but she kept thrusting. Her thrusts grew in power and intensity as she held the other Rinoa closer. The other squeezed down as Rinoa came to the edge of her senses. Her movements grew frantic and she threw her head back, calling out with joy as she felt herself release. She felt her own body explode into the other Rinoa, filling her with her joy.

“What’s going on?” Rinoa asked, light-headed as she stepped back from the other. “What’s happening?”
“I am you and you are me,” The other Rinoa said, stepping forward. “And everything I experience, you experience as well.”
“Like with Edea?” Rinoa asked.

Rinoa was sitting on the edge of the fountain, the smoky world surrounding her. Leaning back, she moaned with joy as the other Rinoa stroked her with her lips. Sliding down Rinoa, gently allowing her inside as far as she wanted, the other Rinoa, cast up and down, making Rinoa call out.
With a sudden jerk, Rinoa screamed to the heavens. But the other Rinoa stayed down within her, letting Rinoa release completely inside of her throat, giving no hesitancy.

“More so,” The other Rinoa said, stepping up to her. She came within just a breath of Rinoa, her eyes filled with unyielding patience. “Here you are both yin and yang. You can be on both sides, at the same time. Everything is real.”

The other Rinoa was laid out on the surface of the water, the tree and fountain gone. Lying over her, between her legs, Rinoa slid into her. The other Rinoa cried out, wrapping her legs around Rinoa’s hips, but Rinoa kept moving, driving more and more ecstasy into the other.
The movements began to catch up with Rinoa and she kept pulsing. Faster and faster, she drove deeper into Rinoa, her body desperate for the coming release. She moved her hands to balance on the other’s breasts, making the other Rinoa just screamer louder, the joy even more intense.
With a sudden shout, Rinoa pushed farther into the other, exploding inside of her twin. Both Rinoas screamed as joy and mutual release erupted from them, both clutching to the other in orgasmic pleasure.

Rinoa swallowed carefully, then nodded. “Okay,” She said to her twin.
The other Rinoa smiled at her, then stepped close. She came up to Rinoa, gently tilting her head to kiss Rinoa’s lips. Their mouths met and Rinoa felt a release instantly. Her body became hot with desire as she licked at the other’s lips. The other gladly welcomed Rinoa’s tongue inside, kissing it with her tongue.
But then a new sensation swept over Rinoa. She started to pull away, but she felt a body behind her. She looked to her right at another Rinoa slid her hands up her body’ caressing Rinoa’s breasts. Sandwiched between the two women, Rinoa began to moan with pleasure.
The Rinoa behind her slide her arms around, beginning to rub Rinoa’s back and beneath her waist. Caressing Rinoa’s sensitive skin at the top of her legs, she began to draw more moans from her.
The Rinoa in front of her kept kissing her, but slid her right hand down inside her legs. Rinoa shouted at the penetration, but the Rinoa before her kept kissing her gently, loving her lips and at her sensitivity.
Then Rinoa felt two more. She looked to her right and left as a Rinoa appeared on either side. Each Rinoa took hold of her arm, gently holding her still, while she began to caress and massage the breast.
The Rinoa behind her kissed the back of her neck, gently pushing her black hair aside. Calmly and soothingly stroking Rinoa’s legs and thighs, she slipped one finger inside, making Rinoa start to shift in joy.
The Rinoa in front of her slipped a second finger inside, using the two to manipulate the joyous spot, while using her other hand to manipulate the spot outside. Kissing her lips, the Rinoa in front of her, rubbed her breasts against her own, sliding her tongue affectionately farther inside.
The Rinoas on either side of her, teased and taunted her breasts, making the sensitive skin stand up to be teased by the breasts that rubbed against her. They both leaned in, kissing Rinoa’s collar and neck, nibbling at her ear and whispering devoted and loving reassurances.