Rinoa's Education

1,000 Hearts

Rinoa was on her knees, the leather black clasps tied behind her back straining as she fought to move her hands. The movement of the tiny egg inside her made her turn and whimper, but she stayed bent over, her head on the ground.
“Well done,” Quistis said, walking around behind Rinoa, snapping her whip in her hand. “Stay still, and don’t release until I allow you to.”
The force of Quistis voice made Rinoa wince and fight. The sensations were pulsing through her and she felt like she was going to explode. Her hips began to shake as her entire body began to buck as she fought off the feelings for each second longer.
Quistis bent over, coming down to Rinoa’s turned head. Her face was contorted in her struggle as she tried to breath. “You may cum,” Quistis said gently. Rinoa screamed at the top of her lungs, her body shaking violently. She cried out as the rush of release shot through her body down to the bone. The after-shock of the release caused still more orgasms as she cried into the air.
In the empty classroom, Quistis walked around Rinoa as she sat with her hips still up in the air. Snapping her whip in her hand, she walked in just a corset and a pair of thigh high leather boots. She stopped behind Rinoa and looked to the seat behind the desk where Edea sat, holding a glass of wine. “Enjoying yourself?” Quistis asked to the nude sorceress.
“This is very fun,” Edea retorted with a smile, sipping her wine.
Quistis turned her attention back down to Rinoa. “Are you quite done?” She asked.
“Yes, mistress,” Rinoa whimpered, still shaking from the release, still churning from the feeling of the tiny egg inside of her.
“Then get up to your knees,” Quistis commanded, smacking Rinoa at the top of her legs. Rinoa jerked forward at the sharply stinging smack of the whip. She lifted herself up to her knees, panting. She breathed out her black hair from around her face, barely able to see straight.
“Now,” Quistis said, coming around before Rinoa. She gently slapped Rinoa’s bare left breast, making her jerk again. “I want you to crawl forward,” Quistis said, alternating which breast she casually slapped with each word. Rinoa clamped her eyes shut, trying not to cry out. “And place your head on Edea’s lap.”
As soon as Quistis stopped, Rinoa began to shift forward on her knees. But before she took even one step, Quistis grabbed her hair. She yanked Rinoa back, bending her back over herself. “I,” Quistis said, gently pushing Rinoa’s face around with the whip. “Could. Not. Here. You.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Rinoa said, relieved when Quistis released her hair. Rinoa looked forward through her black hair and began to crawl over towards Edea. In the dark classroom, she found her way to the edge of Edea’s seat. She lowered down to Edea’s closed legs and placed her chin on her soft skin. Edea reached down, gently caressing Rinoa’s face. The girl lifted up to the angelic touch, slowly breathing easier.
“Now,” Quistis said harshly from behind Rinoa. She smacked her on the small of her back, Rinoa wince again. “I want you to kiss Edea’s feet.”
“Yes Mistress,” Rinoa was quick to say. Without shifting, she bent over before Edea, lowering down to the sorceress’ left foot. She immediately began to press against her soft, delicate feet with her lips.
“Kiss it like it was your lover,” Quistis commanded, spanking Rinoa with her whip.
“Yes Mistress,” Rinoa said. She began to kiss Edea’s feet more passionately, her hands beginning to resist against the bonds that restrained her.
“Worship her feet like you would a man,” Quistis said, smacking her whip in hr hand.
Rinoa jumped even without the contact. “Yes Mistress,” she whimpered. She dipped down to Edea’s large toe and slipped it between her lips, caressing it with her tongue as she sucked diligently on it.
Edea looked up at Quistis. “This is a little weird.”
“Want it to stop?” Quistis asked.
“I, I don’t know,” Edea said with a self-conscious smile.
Quistis smacked Rinoa again, making her rise up. “Now,” She said, bending down to Rinoa. She pushed her hand inside Rinoa’s body, pressing the egg against the single spot. Rinoa began to moan and cry, but stayed still. “I want you to worship Edea.”
“Quistis,” Edea said with an embarrassed smile. “Sorry, but would you mind not using ‘worship’?”
“You’re breaking the mood,” Quistis challenged, manipulating Rinoa even more fiercely.
“No, she’s not,” Rinoa gasped, her eyes closed as she whimpered at Quistis’ movements.
“Hush,” Quistis said with a smile. “Now, I want you to . . . devote yourself,” She paused, looking comically harshly at Edea. “To Edea. If Edea does not cum at least once every three minutes, then you will be punished.”
Edea looked up incredulously at Quistis. “Three minutes?” She exclaimed. “I don’t think anyone can . . .” But as she spoke, Rinoa dove desperately in between Edea’s legs. The sorceress’ eyes went wide as Rinoa began to work. “Never mind,” She moaned.
Rinoa nuzzled Edea with the tip of her nose as she lapped against the folds of skin. Finding the spot and the opening, Rinoa began to broadly stroke her tongue along Edea, from the bottom of the opening up along the very spot. Moving with a quick, almost frantic tempo, Rinoa worked away at Edea, driving her to a release almost immediately.
Edea grabbed hold of Rinoa’s hair, holding the girl carefully. She held her head back, not crying out, but her breathing grew more intense. She finally jerked once, then breathed with a ragged release. Rinoa stayed between her legs, though, and kept working.
At the force of Edea’s release, the door to the classroom slid open and Zell came strolling in. “Hey, Quistis what’s . . .” He froze, staring at the instructor.
“Rinoa,” Edea whispered in a pant down to the girl. Rinoa slowed her strokes, but didn’t stop. “You need to listen to this. Quistis is about to use our secret.”
Rinoa looked up at Edea, confused. “Our what?” She asked, out of breath.
“The ultimate secret women have against men,” Edea said with a smile. Rinoa turned around, giving up on her assignment as Quistis stood before Zell.
“Now Zell,” Quistis said calmly, not moving so that he could fully appreciate her body. “I want you to listen to me very carefully. I want you to go over to the corner, take off all your clothes and leave them in a neat pile. I want you to come back over here.”
“Huh-huh,” He said, staring at her exposed chest.
“See what she did?” Edea asked to Rinoa in a whisper, an amused look on her face. “She clearly and distinctly laid out every single step of what she wanted Zell to do, so that no detail, no matter how small, was left unexplained.”
“And here’s the clincher,” Edea said with an amused smile as Rinoa tried to keep from laughing.
“If you do that,” Quistis said simply to Zell. “All three of us will have sex with you.”
Silence.
“That’s it?” Rinoa asked up to Edea.
“That’s it,” Edea said back to her. “Say those words to any guy and he will do absolutely whatever you want. Whether the offer is true or not, which in this very rare case, it is.” She glanced back up at Zell, as his mind slowly restarted from its abrupt stop. “But you always have to give guys a moment. Any time you say those words to a guy,”
“All of us will have sex with you?” Rinoa repeated, confused.
“Yes,” Edea said. “The key is that its three or more girls involved. Only two or one and he might be able to resist. But any time you say that to a guy, he needs at least thirty seconds before he’s capable of any thought.”
“Okay,” Zell said.
“See?” Edea smiled.
“But, but does it have to be with matron?” Zell asked, looking at her. “I mean, yeah, she’s hot. Really hot. Really, really hot. I mean, she’s smoking hot . . .”
“We get the idea, Zell,” Quistis said with strained patience.
“But, she’s like, she’s matron!” he said looking at her remorsefully.
“Then Zell,” Edea said, waving her hand. “For right now, don’t think of me as Matron. Think of me as the Queen of Cards.”
Zell blinked, the magic enchantment taking affect. “Done!” He exclaimed, then rushed over to the corner, already kicking his shoes off.
Quistis turned back to Edea and Rinoa. “I thought,” Quistis said, smacking Rinoa on the back, making her jump. “I told you,” she said, whipping her with each word. “To keep working.”
“Yes, mistress,” Rinoa moaned. “I’m sorry mistress,” She begged, lowering back down to Edea’s lap.
As she began to move again, Zell came up behind Quistis, stark naked. He looked down at the broad, red strokes on the back of Rinoa’s back, going down beneath her hips. “Are you sure this is cool?” He asked down to Rinoa, looking hesitantly at Quistis. “You’re enjoying this?”
“Oh god,” Rinoa gasped, looking up at him. “Yes. Oh yes.”
“Okay,” he allowed. He looked at Quistis. “You weren’t planning on . . .” He asked, glancing at her whip.
“Not unless you want me to,” She offered. He held up his hands. “Good, now get over there and don’t make a sound.” Zell retreated back a few steps and Quistis reached down to Rinoa. Grabbing a hand full of her black hair, Quistis yanked her away from Edea’s lap. “There,” Quistis said, her dominatrix tone back fully. “Now that you’re done there,” She shoved Rinoa onto the floor, the girl exclaiming as she landed hard. Quistis stepped over to her and knelt down next to her. “I want you to crawl over to Zell and . . .” She looked at the flustered Edea. “ ‘Devote’ yourself to him.”
“Yes mistress,” Rinoa begged. The egg in her body began to drive her towards a release, but she managed to get up onto her knees. Crawling across the floor towards Zell, she enveloped him completely, instantly shoving her lips down to the base. She began to work quickly as Quistis stood over her.


Rinoa stepped out of the classroom, dizzy. Quistis steadied her against the doorframe, looking at her worriedly. “Are you okay?” She asked, Edea and Zell watching her with equal concern.
“Yeah,” Rinoa said, sliding her bleu coat off. She fanned her face. “I’m just . . . hot.”
“You need to eat,” Edea said, taking Rinoa’s arm in her own. She began to support her as the two headed for the elevators. She looked back at Quistis. “Thank you, Quistis,” She called back.
“Yes,” Rinoa said back emphatically, a hungry tone in her voice as she stared longingly at Quistis. “Thank you, mistress.”
Quistis smiled and bowed a bit. Zell watched the two leave, then looked at Quistis. “So, how can I get a girl to look at me like that?” Quistis looked Zell up and down, then turned condescendingly back into the classroom.

“Who’s next on your list?” Edea said, sitting in the cafeteria with Rinoa. Two trays of fruit laid out in front of them, Rinoa sighed, still recovering.
“Heart, I think.” Edea smiled quietly. “What?” Rinoa asked, sitting up. “What is it?”
“Heart . . . is a surprise,” Edea said, taking a piece of cantaloupe and biting into it.
“Well, how’re my two favorite ladies?” The two women looked up as Cid came over, sitting down next to Edea. “Hello, dear,” He said, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek. “Having fun today?”
“Much,” Edea said, taking Cid’s hand in her own. Her powerful gaze suddenly transformed into a seductive smile as she stroked Cid’s face. “I’ve missed you,” She whispered.
“I’m sorry, my dear,” Cid said, kissing her hand. “But Squall, Martine, and I have a great deal of work to do.”
“I know,” Edea said, she smiled bittersweetly and kissed Cid. “But I still miss seeing you.”
Rinoa watched the two, her eyes beginning to tear up. She turned away, her appetite lost. Moving with quiet respect, she slid out from the table, leaving the two alone.

Rinoa paced out into the main hall, walking down towards the open fields. As she paced absently, she heard a few thumping feet. She turned around as Lauren rushed up to her. “Hey,” Lauren said, skidding to a halt. “Thanks for ruining my fun. I was going to scare you.”
“Sorry,” Rinoa said, rubbing her cheeks with the palms of her hand. “But I’m not in a very ‘getting scared’ kind of a mood.”
“What’s wrong?” Lauren asked, looking over Rinoa. “Are you okay?”
“I just saw Edea and Cid together,” Rinoa said, beginning to cry again. “And they . . . it made me miss Squall so much.” Rinoa leaned into Lauren, losing control. She began to cry, clinging to the younger girl.
Lauren led Rinoa over to the bench on the side of the walkway, sitting down without letting go over her. Cradling Rinoa in her arms, she let her cry, sweetly whispering to her, stroking Rinoa’s fears with her fingers.
After a while, Rinoa sat up, her cheeks stained red. “I’m sorry,” She half-laughed.
“It’s fine,” Lauren said, reaching up to stroke Rinoa’s face. She took Rinoa’s hand in hers and squeezed it supportively. “Are you okay?”
“No, but I will be,” Rinoa said with a nod, sniffing at her few tears. “Besides,” She said with a laugh. “Squall gets back in a few days. And all I want to do is be with him. I want him to hold me in his arms and never let me go.” Rinoa breathed out deeply, opening her eyes. She looked at Lauren. “Do you want to . . . to go somewhere?”
“I can’t,” Lauren apologized. “Fujin and the boys are . . .” She sighed. “Since I’m kind of the centerpiece.”
Rinoa smiled, then leaned in. She kissed Lauren deeply, her gentle touch soothing her heart. “It’s fine,” Rinoa said, leaning her head against Lauren’s. She rolled to rub her cheek against her, then sat up.
Lauren got up first, holding Rinoa’s hand until the last second, but disappeared towards the dormitories. Rinoa stood up, feeling comforted, but lonely. She looked out towards the training center, thoughts of Zell running through her head. But she headed around towards the front of the garden.
As she approached the main directory, a familiar face caught her attention. “Xu!” Rinoa called, rushing up to the girl. Xu spun around, startled, nearly spilling the papers she carried. She embraced Rinoa as she ran up into her arms.
“Hey, princess,” Xu said without any of the condensation that everyone else carried when they called her that. “What’re you up to?”
Rinoa sighed. “Traditions,” She answered simply.
“Oh, that’s right,” Xu grinned. “How far along are you?”
“I’m almost done, believe it or not,” Rinoa smiled. “I’ve got to find the next member of the CC Card Group now.”
“Who?” Xu asked.
“Heart,” Rinoa said. “Any idea where to find him?”
Xu smiled. “Actually, I know exactly where,” She said. “Come on,” she said, leading Rinoa up to the elevator. Once inside, Xu hit the top button and the elevator began to shoot up towards the top of the Garden.
“Who is Heart?” Rinoa asked, watching as they rose up to the top of Garden. “Do I know him?”
Xu smiled again. “Yes,” she answered. The doors opened and Xu stepped out, placing her folder on the desk by the elevator. She looked to the lift that went up to the unused cockpit of the Garden. “Heart is up in the top of the Garden,” She said.
Rinoa looked from Xu to the cockpit. “Okay,” She said, confused. She started towards the lift. She stepped on it and it immediately began to rise up, taking her through to the enclosed cockpit.
The giant obelisk that guided the Garden was before her, while the open polished floors of the cockpit shimmered in the midday sun. Rinoa stepped off the lift, looking around. The cockpit was comfortably spacious, but there wasn’t anywhere to hide in it. “Hello?” She called.
“Hello,” Xu said, riding the lift up into the cockpit.
“Where is he?” Rinoa asked.
“Well,” Xu said with a jokingly indignant smile. “For starters, he’s a she.”
Rinoa’s face drained of all color. “You’re . . .”
Xu stepped up to Rinoa, kissing her. Grabbing Rinoa beneath her waist, she shoved her into her arms, pressing against Rinoa’s lips. She forcibly nibbled on Rinoa’s mouth, then licked at the back of Rinoa’s throat.
“Squall should have been mine,” Xu said with a smile, squeezing Rinoa’s breast, making her jump. “You took him from me and Seifer. It was supposed to be the three of us.” She squeezed Rinoa again, making the girl jump. She leaned into Rinoa’s ear, pushing through her hair. “Which means you owe me,” She growled seductively to Rinoa before licking the ridge of her ear.
She shoved Rinoa down onto the slight rise before the control rod. “Don’t worry,” Xu said, flipping Rinoa over and yanking on her pants. Rinoa’s breath caught as she was exposed. “I won’t make you stay long,” Xu dipped down in between Rinoa’s legs. “But I’m going to make you sorry.”
Xu slid her tongue inside of Rinoa’s skin, finding the sensitive spot. Rinoa began to moan, her head dropping back, her body going taut. But Xu curled her tongue around the spot, encompassing it. She began to carefully stroke up and down. Rinoa’s eyes went wide as she grabbed hold of the risen platform. Her legs began to kick as the strange, new joy built within her.
Xu snaked a finger inside of Rinoa, powerfully pressing against the single spot. “Squall was mine,” Xu said up to Rinoa as she moaned. “Mine and Seifer’s. But you took him from us.”
She began to flick the tip of her tongue against the spot inside of Rinoa, making the girl moan and scream. “I’m recording this,” Xu said. “I’m going to show all of Garden unless . . .”
“. . . unless?” Rinoa whimpered, wave after crashing wave tore through her body.
“Unless you replace him,” Xu said. She dipped down, cupping Rinoa in her curled tongue again, stroking her up and down. Rinoa screamed, arching her back joyously as her release tore through the cockpit.
As the emotions began to subside, Rinoa sat up on her elbows, looking down at Xu with burning cheeks. “If I can’t have Squall, I want you,” She said spitefully, rubbing her even faster.
“Deal,” Rinoa growled, grabbing Xu’s hair. Forcing her head up, Rinoa kissed her powerfully, shoving her tongue inside of Xu. She grabbed at Xu’s jacket and tore it open, the buttons of the jacket going flying. She shoved her down onto the floor of the cockpit, diving in between Xu’s breasts, biting at her soft skin, making Xu moan.
But Xu slipped a second finger inside of Rinoa, pinching her between her fingers, rubbing them opposingly to make Rinoa scream. Rinoa exploded again, but she didn’t give in. She bit at Xu’s neck, making the woman buck with joy.
The lift began to move. “Xu,” Said Cid, slowly riding the lift into the cockpit, appraising some paperwork. “We’ve got . . .” he paused when he saw Rinoa and Xu on the floor, Rinoa shoving Xu’s skirt up around her waist, while Xu dug her nails into Rinoa’s breasts.
Cid stared for a moment, then breathed out, turning around. The lift lowered, the two girls unaware.

The elevator doors opened, Rinoa and Xu standing next to each other. Xu held her folder to her chest, trying and unconvincingly succeeding to keep her buttonless jacket closed. Her skirt was hiked up on one side and she had several bruises on her neck.
Next to her, Rinoa’s long hair was tangled, her black shirt torn scandalously down between her breasts. She bore vicious passion marks on her neck and collar as she looked out into the Garden.
“See you tomorrow?” Xu whispered nonchalantly, trying her best to look normal.
“Yep,” Rinoa said without looking at her, both heading off in different directions.


Rinoa was lying down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. The last rays of the sun were cast against the door to her room, making her yawn. She heard Angelo rustle in his bed, then start to snore again. She rolled her eyes and sat up.
With her feet dangling over the side of her bed, she stared down at nothing, a strange listlessness overtaking her. She looked around the room, finally standing. “Might as well get this over with,” She said to herself. She closed her eyes and held her hands up to her chest. She swept her hands out, feeling the presence surge within her. “Cactuar!”
Like a spring releasing, a small green figure the size of a pillow popped up into the middle of the air. The sudden appearance made Rinoa stumble back, but Angelo leapt up. He started barking at Cactuar, leaping up onto his hind legs to get at the guardian force.
Cactuar began to churn his arms and legs as if running in place. A spray of needles went shooting out Angelo. The dog yelped and scurried under the bed, whimpering. “Don’t hit my dog!” Rinoa said, slapping Cactuar on the head. Forgetting about him, she bent down to her bed, looking under the covers. “Angelo?” She asked soothingly. But curled up in a ball beneath her bed, Angelo was passed out, sleeping quietly.
As Rinoa bent down to the bed, Cactuar’s arms began to pump again. Another spray of needles flew out, striking her between the legs. Rinoa shoved herself forward, her body going crazy. Every single needle that struck was a sudden release. Her body convulsed in shock as intense waves of joy rushed through her.
She fell back to the floor, in shock as the release dimmed down. She looked up at Cactuar with wide-eyed amazement. “I didn’t know what to . . .” She started to say. But again, the floating figure began to pump his arms. A burst of needles struck at Rinoa’s leg breast, making her heave forward with a powerful release.
Gasping desperately, she looked up again, receiving another lust-filled barrage to her right breast. She finally was able to muster up enough control to scream in agonizing delight, embracing the rush of motions.
Rinoa reached out, her muscles exhausted as she clawed at the mattress of her bed. Getting a handhold, she pulled herself up onto the mattress, clinging to as if to the side of a mountain. She crawled onto the bed, for a moment on her hands and knees.
In that moment, Cactuar struck again. This time, the flurry lasted twice as long, Rinoa dug her hands into the mattress moaning, then screaming as her entire world became nothing but an endless rush of pleasure.
She fell over onto her side, then managed to push up enough to lean against the wall. Cactuar’s arms began to pump again. “Wait!” Rinoa managed to shout desperately. She pushed herself up against the wall, spreading her legs and exposing her chest. “Go!” She begged forcefully. “Please, god, go!”
Cactuar released a burst of the spiny needles, striking Rinoa at the apex of the legs. Rinoa began to moan and gasp at the joy. But then Cactuar sent a blast of needles to each of her breasts, making her scream at the sharply edged delight.
Finally, he began to build up tremendous speed. Rinoa was barely able to open her eyes enough to see through her orgasm-induced haze, but then she saw Cactuar release his full fury. A mass assault of needles struck across Rinoa’s body, centralizing on the previous targets. Rinoa’s body went flush with the intense, unending joy. But Cactuar kept up the spiny rush, bringing Rinoa to the point where her body convulsed rapidly with so many releases.
She fell over to the side of the bed, clutching to the covers, pulling them up as she screamed wantonly. Her screams turned into moans as her body slowly fazed out the endless joy. Cactuar hovered over her for a moment, then began to fade away. “No!” Rinoa screamed, lunging up at him. He faded back into view. “We’re not done,’ She gasped. She reached over to her desk for a bottle of water and began to chug it. She looked up at Cactuar, pushing her hair out of her face. “Just, just give me a second,” She said, staring at the small creature with lust in her eyes.