Rinoa's Education

Eternal King

“This is really weird,” Rinoa gasped. Sitting in the chair of Quistis’ classroom, she stared down at Lauren as the red-haired girl sat on her knees before the naked Rinoa, sucking on her index finger.
“Yeah, but it’s nice, isn’t it?” Quistis said with a devious grin, dressed in only her corset and thigh-length boots. She took her riding crop and smacked Lauren on the small of her back. The girl jumped, wincing with joy. “Two fingers now.”
“Yes, mistress,” Lauren said. She looked up at Rinoa with seductive eyes. Rinoa extended her middle finger and Lauren drew back to reposition herself. “Thank you,” She cooed appreciatively. She licked the tips of the two fingers, paying close attention to the space just above the joint. Then pressing them against her closed lips, she slid them gently inside, caressing the fingers with her tongue as they entered her.
With both fingers inside, Lauren began to gently suck while rolling her tongue along them. Slowly sliding up and down, she stroked the fingers with her mouth, moaning a bit as she did.
“Being on this end is kind of strange,” Rinoa said up to Quistis.
“I wouldn’t know,” Lauren said playfully up to Rinoa, taking another smack to her back that made her jump. She turned her head to Quistis. “Please, mistress, may I have another?”
Quistis took Lauren’s hair in her hand, pulling the girl away. Lauren tightened up at the pain, smiling erotically at the same time. Lifting her just barely off her knees by her hair, Quistis began to rapidly beat Lauren. Doing little more than paddle her, she turned Lauren’s lower back and the top of her hips into a giant red spot. Lauren moaned and gasped at the pain.
Finally, Quistis pushed Lauren back to her hands and knees, the girl’s face pressed against the floor. Quistis stepped down on her head, holding her down without actually putting any weight down. “What do you say?”
“Thank you, mistress,” Lauren moaned gratefully.
Quistis looked over at Rinoa, then picked Lauren up by her hair. She pulled her up to her feet, then pushed Lauren over to Rinoa. “Bend over,” She commanded, Lauren obeying immediately. Her face came to hover in front of Rinoa’s. “I want you to worship her breasts,” Quistis commanded, heading over to her desk.
Lauren lowered down to Rinoa’s breasts, beginning to tease her nipple with her tongue. Rinoa leaned back, enjoying the act. But Quistis came back over to Lauren and yanked her head back. “Not you,” She said. She pointed her riding crop at Rinoa. “You.”
“Me?” Rinoa asked. But Quistis gently slapped Rinoa’s breasts with her riding crop, making the girl jump. Her body instantly began to churn at the punishment and she stood submissively. “Yes, mistress,” she said with an erotic tone. She leaned into Lauren’s body, licking her nipple’s erect before cradling them between her lips.
Quistis watched the two women, then walked back to her desk. She pulled open the drawer, digging through it. “You two enjoy spending so much time together,” She said, finding what she looked for.
She came back over to the two girls and grabbed a handful of both of their hair. Dragging them together, she pushed them into her desk. They started to stand, but she smacked their thighs. “Bend over!” She yelled. The two turned over the desk and bent down. Next to each other, they spared each other glances, smiling.
“Since you two prefer to be together,” Quistis said again. She stepped up behind Lauren, grabbing hold of the girl’s hips. Lauren’s eyes suddenly went wide as her body kicked forward. Rinoa looked back, but Quistis slapped her below the hips. Rinoa turned back to face forward, the sound of Lauren moaning and gasping echoing in her ears. She spared a glance over at her, to see the girl pushing her face into the mirrored surface of the desk, gasping with joy.
After a moment, Quistis drew out of Lauren and stepped over to Rinoa. Before she could brace herself, Quistis pushed into her, filling her body with the artificial attachment. Rinoa began to crawl across the desk, but Quistis grabbed her hair and kept her still. She reached over to Lauren, sliding her fingers inside the girl, making her moan as well.
After another moment, Quistis withdrew from Rinoa and returned to Lauren. Keeping Rinoa occupied with her fingers, the two girls moaned and gasped together. They opened their joy-filled eyes, seeing the other right next to them. Rinoa held out her hand on the desk, smiling as Lauren took it. The two squeezed each other comfortingly as Quistis continued to drive them to release.

The classroom door opened and Lauren was the first to step out. Rinoa came out second, with Quistis closing up the classroom. “So where are you off to from here?” Quistis asked, locking the room.
“I’m heading up to see Xu,” Rinoa said. Quistis gave Lauren a wink, which made the younger girl cross her arms in mock anger. “No!” She scolded them both. “I’ve got to find King.”
“Oh, that’s right,” Quistis said with a knowing smile. “You know, you don’t have to see Xu. I know where you can find King.”
“Really? Where?” Rinoa asked.
“I always heard you don’t find King,” Lauren said. “That he finds you.”
“That’s right,” Quistis said. “Just go back to your room and take a nap. Odds are, if King knows you’re looking, when you wake up, voila!”
Rinoa looked at the two women, then shrugged acceptingly. “Okay,” She said.


Rinoa was bundled around her bed’s blanket, clutching it tightly to her as she slept. In her deep sleep, she kicked in her dreams. A second kick and she gasped into consciousness. The afternoon warm room seemed stagnate, the sunlight from her window seeping in through the blinds, creating bars of light.
She sat up slowly, panting as a few beads of sweat dripped down the side of her face. She took a hard swallow, then turned to the bedside table, reaching out for her glass of water.
Quistis handed her the chilled water.
Rinoa was startled, surprised to see someone else in her room. She inhaled sharply, then sighed with relief. “What are you doing here?” She asked.
Quistis grinned, sitting back in Rinoa’s chair. “I’m here for our appointment.”
“Appointment?” Rinoa asked. She looked around the room. “What do you mean? I told you in the hall. I’ve got to see King and then . . .” As she spoke, realization rushed across her face. Quistis just smiled.
Leaning forward, Quistis gently kissed Rinoa. Her soft lips captured Rinoa’s breath. She closed her eyes, reaching up to stroke Quistis’ face. Quistis took her hand then stepped over onto the bed, straddling Rinoa. “Where’s your whip?” Rinoa asked submissively.
“Not this time,” Quistis said with a smile. She leaned in again, kissing her with a gentleness that seemed impossible. The soft stroke of her lips made Rinoa lean into the kiss. But Quistis drew back just a hint, keeping her connection to Rinoa subtle.
“Stay down,” Quistis said, barely whispering. She drew her fingertips over Rinoa’s left breast. Gently creating symbols on her shirt, her fingernail barely registered with Rinoa. But the subtle touch was enough to make her arch her back, gasping.
“Stay down,” Quistis reminded her with a smile, kissing down Rinoa’s neck. Carefully nibbling at the base of Rinoa’s ear, she made the girl coo with desire. Rinoa started to roll over to Quistis, but the SeeD firmly kept her in place. “You just don’t know how to obey, do you?”
“No, I don’t mistress,” Rinoa said with a grin.
“I said, not this time,” Quistis said, her fingertips drawing designs down Rinoa’s stomach. Rinoa began to gasp as Quistis’ fingers reached the edge of her pants. “Brace yourself my dear,” Quistis said. “You won’t be reaching a release any time soon.”
“Oh,” Rinoa cooed desperately. But Quistis stroked her hair with her left hand as her right hand began to tease at the edge of Rinoa’s pants. Quistis’ hand followed the black fabric down past her waist, down to the apex of her legs. But her fingertips skated along just the edges of her legs, staying close enough to ignite desire in Rinoa, but not enough to truly excite her.
“God, please,” Rinoa gasped. But Quistis kept teasing and taunting her, her fingers drawing subtly, slowly closer. Each time she came near Rinoa’s center, she drew just a hair closer. And each time, Rinoa pleaded wordlessly.
Quistis licked at Rinoa’s lips with her tongue, holding the girl’s head with her hand. Finally, though, her middle finger dropped down low enough to taunt the top of Rinoa’s legs. Rinoa began to gasp, but the subtle touch was too light to drive her over the edge of release. She began to whimper, her body moving to follow the finger.
“Control yourself,” Quistis whispered sweetly into Rinoa’s ear. Rinoa fought to hold on her gasps. She let her body draw rigid to keep from moving. She lay down softly, trying to control the emotions.
“There,” Quistis said with a smile, pushing her fingertip down over the front of Rinoa. The single stroke downward released the floodgates. The explosion ruptured from inside of Rinoa, taking control of her before she could scream. Her entire body, rather than shake or convulse, went completely still. Her hands caught onto the blanket as her eyes went wide.
All that came out with the quietest gasp.
She rolled her eyes over to Quistis. “Gentle can be just as exciting,” She said, slowly drawing subtle circles around Rinoa.


Overhead, the clouds were striating across the dusk sky. Ignited by the setting sun, the clouds had turned orange, their rough edges like flames reaching up past the heavens.
Rinoa was lying on the ground, staring up into the heavens. Her legs crossed over each other, her right foot tapped at the air as she aimlessly hummed to herself. With a sudden burst, she sat up, a giant smile on her face. “Tomorrow,” She said to herself, grinning with delight. “Tomorrow, Squall comes back.”
She fell back down to the grass, her hands behind her head. She looked up to the sky again. “Just one thing left.” She closed her eyes, focusing herself. She put her right hand over her chest, then swept it out.
“Eden,” She said.
Nothing happened.
She opened her eyes, almost disappointed. But as she did, she saw a light above the clouds. Like a tiny dot on the orange sky, it slowly crossed over her vision, slowing until it was stationary between two of the striated clouds. Rinoa took a deep breath. “What’s this going to be like?” She asked.
A beam of light shot out from the dot, enveloping Rinoa completely.
In a flash, she was surrounded by white. Floating aimlessly, she felt a rush of air from above her. She was propelled upward at a speed that seemed beyond imagining. She looked around, but had no concept of where she was or where she was going, only that she was going there very, very quickly.
She looked up to see a beam of blue light casting down at her. Like a giant pillar, the light cascaded over her. But as it descended, she felt a rush of magic. She looked down as her coat and pants disappeared. Her arms lifted away as she felt herself exposed. Another rush of blue, this one darker, and her shirt and the rest of her clothes were gone as well, leaving her flying completely bare.
One final rush of light and the upward motion slowed. Rinoa was floating weightlessly in a world of blue. She tried to turn around, but found no way to orientate her body. “Hello?” She called to the expanse. She heard her voice echo, but only in a great distance.
The momentum began to grow again. She looked up, this time watching as a pillar of green light rushed down over her. The line of green slowly lowered over her body, beginning at the top of her head. A cold sensation rushed over her body as the line lowered. But as it reached her eyes, her body began to go crazy. Surges of emotion and orgasmic release filled from above. She felt a powerful rush of emotion, only from somewhere deeper inside of her. The release came from within her soul, not merely her body.
But the green power continued down.
Reaching her neck, she felt a thousand caresses over each point of her skin, as if an endless world of tiny lips and tongues made love to her. Her heart exploded with joy and unending fulfillment.
The beam continued down to her collar, then to the top of her breasts. Her moans and screams of deep-seated delight were lost as the cascading power continued down over her naked form. It crossed over her nipples and the base of her breasts. She threw her head back, howling with a soulful explosion.
The line of green continued down over her stomach, past her navel. She began to cry out in release and anticipation as it neared the apex of her legs. The line began to slow, taking an eternity to actually reach her. Rinoa cried out, reaching up to the heavens to draw up just a few inches farther. Then, with a rush of power, the line dropped down over her legs. And Rinoa shattered.
Rinoa wasn’t even aware of the loss of her own body. The green light passed away with a rush. The world passed open with a rush. The stars appeared, then were surpassed. Rinoa’s consciousness left the world behind as she excelled into the universe beyond. The stars and the darkness beyond the sky parted ways, revealing itself. The universe entered inside of Rinoa. A contentment and a feeling of pure delight like she had never fathomed filtered into her unferreted mind.

With a sigh, Rinoa opened her eyes. Her body felt exhausted and rejuvenated at the same time. Every sensation seemed new and refreshed, as if being experienced for the very first time.
“Rinoa,” Came a gentle voice.
With a few blinks, she opened her eyes. The dusk was overhead, the clouds turning to the edges of purple now. She looked down below to the person crouching over her.
Squall smiled at her.
“You really shouldn’t be out here like this,” He said, stroking a black strand of hair away from her eyes.
Every ounce of Rinoa’s strength faded and she suddenly found herself weak. “Are you real?” She asked nervously.
He poked her nose. “Yes,” He said.
With a gentle surge, he scooped her up into his arms. He smiled at her as she clutched to his black jacket like a child. Without a word, he began to carry her back towards the Garden.
“Having fun in my absence?” He asked nonchalantly as he carried her.
“I’ve been keeping busy,” She said up to him, draping her arms around his neck. She reached in to kiss him.
Behind them, in the distance, Angelo came rushing up onto a grassy hill. He barked after at Squall, then looked up into the sky. The dog barked once up after the clouds, then took off back to the Garden after them.


- The End