Don't Ask (Mental Strength)

Trusting her or not, I doubt her wants align with my own. I'd much rather keep my wits about myself, especially as I get more powerful. If somebody was changing my thoughts and I couldn't even realize, then what would be the point of doing that to others? I need to make sure I stay true to myself, without my decisions being influenced by others, magically or otherwise. I need to make something up to satisfy her though. I don't think she'll be very happy with me ignoring her and just choosing on my own, Holy Authority or not. Still though, let me choose Mental Strength now, I want this immunity as soon as possible.

"Ripley?" Shit. I think I've been making her wait too long.

"AAAAAGH!!" a splitting pain wrenches through my head, but it's gone as quickly as it came. My memories flood through my mind a mile a minute. At last the torrential pour of memories comes to an end. My head feels clear, clearer than its ever felt.

"Ripley, are you okay?!" Ms. Rohm's voice sounds different than normal. Wait a minute. I think about all the times I've seen Ms. Rohm up to this point. Suddenly, she seems much less imposing. She still isn't weak, she's earned her position as principal, as proven by her clone magic. Still though, the way she carries herself...

"Ripley! Talk to me!" she sounds a bit ****, it's way cuter than the image I had in my head of her. I open my eyes, and the Ms. Rohm standing in front of me is a much more human figure than I remember. That's it, she definitely had me under some mind magic. Maybe even Authority. I stand up, not saying a word, letting my Holy Authority release in droves. I can almost feel the power wafting off my body, though that's probably just my imagination augmenting this moment.

"You have a mind magic Skill." I state it as a fact, not leaving room for argument. She drops to her knees, and places her head on the floor.

"I'm sorry! I do, it's called Authority, it's a passive skill! I can't control it!" completely gone is the powerful woman from earlier. The Helen Rohm is now groveling at my feet. Headmistress of the largest and most prestigious academy in the world, and somebody even the king looks to for guidance is now begging for my forgiveness. Well, looking back, she never was all that imposing. If just the normal level of Authority has enough power to almost singlehandedly let the user become one of the forefront people in the world, just how strong is my Holy Authority? No use pondering it, I might as well just go at my own pace. I'm certainly not going to wait around doing nothing but wondering about the strength of my ability. Practice makes perfect after all, though I'm not sure if that's applicable here. I place my foot on her head, reveling in the feeling of complete domination over another human being, especially one so revered by others. I don't put my weight on the foot on her head, I don't actually want to hurt her, I just want to send a message. I look around the room, and see that her clones are still unreacting. Its kind of funny to watch all these copies of Helen still acting authoritatively while the real one is groveling under my shoe. I move my foot from her head, reach down, and grab her hair. I yank her to her feet, and she lets out a little yelp as I do so. I lean in menacingly, getting real close to her ear. I'm momentarily distracted by how smooth her skin is, but I don't think she notices. I let go of her hair, instead opting to rest my hand on her shoulder, holding her in place.

"You're real sorry aren't you?" she nods profusely. "You're going to make it up to me aren't you." another flurry of rapid nods. "I think the best way for you to atone, is to show me how well you can follow instructions." she nods again, slower this time, clearly not liking where this is going. "From now on, as long as we are in private, you will call me Master. Understood?" she nods vigorously, suddenly far more accepting of her fate. "A nod isn't going to cut it."

"Yes Master." she finally responds. We aren't exactly in private, but she has set up soundproofing magic around each desk to keep our privacy as we tell her our Skill Choices.

"Good girl. Now, from now on you're going to make sure that my time at your school is going well. Of course, that means turning a blind eye to any sort of rules I may break, and taking my side on any sort of argument brought to your attention. Always act in my best interests, I don't care if it hurts you, and neither should you." I release her shoulder and lean back. "Other than that, feel free to act as normal. Just remember, I'm the one in control here. Don't worry, you'll learn to love it." she starts trembling slightly, and I walk out of the classroom.

THAT WAS AWESOME. I feel so cool right now. I was probably- no definitely evil there, but I don't care. That was such an incredible turn-the-tables moment. I'm gonna remember this for as long as I live. Also, I've just secured the greatest ally I ever could have. I'm not exactly invincible, but I'm pretty damn close. Outside of the classroom, the hallways are generally empty. Most students are still in classes, and only those in my year are milling about or standing in groups talking about their Classes and Skills. I think Laura is still in the classroom. I kick myself for not paying enough attention, I was way too excited by my power trip with Helen, but I reason that I can still find her at other points in the day. I haven't really fully thought through my plan of attack. I just have a vague idea of getting **** with no clue how to execute it. I decide to join one of the groups standing around. I know I keep postponing my **** on Laura, but its hard not to get excited about everything when you have this kind of power. I've never really been able to talk to the people in my year, and I've always wanted to have at least one friend. Even if it's somewhat ****, now is my chance to make one.

Confidence at full blast after my power play, I waltz right into the middle of a group of girls. They part easily to make space for me, and find nothing wrong with me injecting myself into their ongoing conversation. A girl I recognize as Maya, is describing her Class and Skills freely. Of course, I entered halfway through so I only get to hear of one boring skill that doubles her DEX and STR temporarily. She seems excited to show it off, so I offer to be the one she tests it on. I feel somewhat bad for her, but she'll have to be an example. She decides on using push sumo to test, and we both take the stance. She activates the skill and goes on the offensive, clearly confident that she'll knock me out in one push. I absorb a few hits, not budging, and on one of her attacks, I push back suddenly and she's sent reeling backwards and eventually falls. I take a step forward and help her up, and instead of being angry at me for stealing her moment, she smiles shyly. Suddenly the rest of the girls in the group shift around me and start asking how I did that. Feeling a chance to be mysterious, I just say that I didn't activate any Skill and keep silent about the rest. They beg me to share about my Class, so I take the opportunity to do something I had never done before. Flirting.

"I'll tell you if you give me a little something in return." I say it as suggestively as I can, not exactly experienced in this kind of thing. A few of the girls' eyes flit towards my crotch, and it gives me a bit of a rush. I turn towards the most attractive girl in the group. Her name is Sofia, and most guys know her. She has very recognizable blond hair, that after getting her Class is now literally glowing. I don't know what kind of practical purpose that serves, and I'm not sure if its even very attractive, but its definitely eye-catching. Ironically its actually helping me look at her face instead of her distinctly curvaceous body. Even just standing still, her curves were glaringly obvious. She tended to stand slightly at an angle to the person she was talking to, letting you see all of her assets in one eyeful. I don't know if its intentional or not, but I doubt it, because she still had the same posture whenever talking to me before I got my Class while at the same time her eyes showed a deep disdain for me. That expression is completely different now, replaced with a wide smile.

"You used to look at me with such disdain. I'll forgive you, and even tell you about my Class, as long as you make it worth my while." I search her eyes for any signs of apprehension or worry, but all she does is step into my personal space and smile up at me. Its odd that I've somehow never realized how much shorter she is than me. A lot of things have been surprising me recently.

"Where do you suppose we go?" she asks, for the first time giving me a clear signal.

"Why would you think we're going anywhere?" I push, I still haven't hit any limits for my power, so I might as well keep trying. Her smile lessens ever so slightly, but I quickly realize its not because of a lack of acceptance of the situation. She drops to her knees, in the middle of the hallway and reaches for the waist of my pants. She pulls them down, and my semi-hard dick flops out in front of the entire group. I look up to see that they had quietly made a human wall to give us a hint of privacy, even if all of them were still watching. My attention is wrenched back down to Sofia as she's grabbed onto my rod and has begun running her fingers over it gently. She traces the bottom as it hardens, pointing up at the skies as if to thank whatever gods had allowed this to happen. Then, all at once she slides her mouth over my dick. It feels heavenly, and I justify to myself that I'm not breaking my rule about saving my virginity for my **** on Laura, by telling myself that a blowjob doesn't count as sex. Honestly, I don't really care whether or not I'm breaking my own rule much anymore, I'm way too distracted by how her tongue circles the tip as she pulls my dick further into her mouth. The other girls watch in silent awe, some with their hands restlessly tapping their legs, and some with their hands over their mounds clearly trying their hardest not to rub right then and there. This moment further cements today as the best day of my life. Somehow, Sofia manages to deepthroat me all the way to the base of my shaft. They share glances, making sure not to hold eye contact for long enough to come to their senses. From small gaps in the human wall I see a few other students trying to sneak glances. Just then the bell rings.

Students flood out of classrooms, while the wall around us begins to panic. They haven't compromised the integrity of their shielding, but they're definitely getting restless. Sofia doesn't stop her ministrations, even getting faster as she tries to get me to cum as soon as possible. I have no qualms with this, as my own sense of shame is perking up a bit at having my dick seen by hundreds of people. The restlessness caused by that shame is quickly sucked out as Sofia apparently feels free to make more noise as the general volume of the hallway increased hundredfold. Soon enough, I feel the sperm rise from my balls and shoot like a rifle into Sofia's waiting mouth. She reels for a millisecond as the blast hits the back of her throat, but quickly locks her lips around my shaft and coaxes every last drop into her mouth, swallowing as more pours out. As my ejaculation slows to a stop, she slides her lips off my dick with a pop that I wouldn't have heard if I hadn't been listening for it, opens her mouth to show the last of my sperm in it and swallows it down. In my periphery, I manage to catch sight of Laura walking into the bathroom. Sofia pulls my pants up as she stands and removes a strand of pubic hair from her lip.

"Guess you'll have to tell me later." she breathes out, right before running off to class. The group is gone by the time I come off the afterglow, and the last students in the halls are filtering out. I may not have to go to class, but I'm not sure I have enough juice left in me to get my **** on Laura right now. She's missing class too, the teachers always let her get away with it, and that sparks my rage enough for me to consider going in, but it doesn't change the fact that I may not be physically ready to take her on. Although, I may have a good idea. The academy is large enough to have several school nurses, and I just so happen to know one that might be able to help with my 'vitality' issue. I'm not sure if she'll still be in the bathroom when I come back, and I may be confident, but not enough to try and get my **** while she's in class. Should I head to the nurse's office and reload, head to class anyways, or take the opportunity to get **** now? Hmm, options options.