An Availability class

Out of the room, into a corridor, around a corner, another corridor; then I drove through a door and stopped in the classroom. Five girls were sitting in classroom benches, arranged in a small "U" shape. They were naked, except for the shoes with cuffs on ankles and wrists, just like me. At the open end of the U there was a small podium. A teacher was standing on it, next to a wall screen. She was wearing stockings and a suspender belt. One bench was empty. It was a normal school bench in all aspects except one: there was a clone standing up from the middle of the seat.

Everyone present had looked up when I was driven into the room. The woman on the podium came to me, unstrapped me, and said: "Good morning, Lizzy. Girls, this is Lizzy, she came to the Program today and will be joining your class. Lizzy, you will be taking colleges together with these girls. My name is Wendy, and I am teaching Availability right now. Have a seat, and enjoy the lesson."

Without waiting for my response, she turned and stepped back upon the podium. I looked around the room for help. The clone was right in the middle of the seat, standing up convincingly, and seemed to make the chair unusable. I hesitated, unsure, not knowing what to do. I heard one of the other girls suppress a giggle, and that didn't help much either.

Wendy turned back towards the class, and as she saw I was still standing, she said: "Come on girl, sit down so we can start."

I looked at her helplessly, and stammered: "But... this chair..."

There was a bit of impatience in her voice when she said: "It is nothing unusual; you will find one on all chairs in the Institute building. You just let it slide into your pussy as you sit down. You will find that it is actually quite comfortable. It will help you to stay hornified during college."

It still seemed strange and difficult, but I had no other choice than to try it. When I let my ass go down to the seat, I took the tip of the clone in my hand and guided it to my pussy. As my bottom settled on the cushion of the seat, the clone slid inside.

Wendy was right, it was absolutely not uncomfortable. It was mounted with a bit of flexibility, adjusting to the small movements my body made. It wasn't very importunate, yet I felt that I wouldn't be able to forget it was there, either. It sparkled a bit of the glow of hornification, but only very slightly.

I had missed the first sentences of Wendy's college adjusting to the clone, and tried to concentrate on the lesson now.

"...and the primary goals of it yesterday. We also discussed some of the general postural ways to display availability. Can someone tell me some of those?"

Five fingers rose up, and Wendy picked one: "Yes, Emily?"

"Arch the back hollow to emphasize ass and boobs. Don't ever cross your legs, or close your mouth completely. Keep your ass turned towards the observer, and bend forward whenever you can. Try to make eye contact, but look down as soon as you make it. Try to..."

"Thank you, Emily. Those are all useful tips. They are just a bit incidental, don't you think? That makes it a long list, which is hard to memorize. Wouldn't it be great if there were some guiding principles, then all of those details were just logical consequences of one of those guidelines?"

She looked around the class. All the girls were silent, listening to her.

"Fortunately, those principles exist and today I will tell you more about them. You should consider Availability as a derivative of three of the other DASHA letters. By making yourself available, you show discipline, submission, and hornification. You invite the viewer to use you, you show that you are willing to be used, you're showing that you're eager to be used, that you want to facilitate that use, and make it easy for him to do so. That means you have to think, what makes me look horny and fuckable? Any ideas? Yes, Patty?"

"I would look horny if I made it clear that I would want him very badly to enter my pussy and fuck my brains out, rather sooner than later."

"Yes, so what do you do?"

"I turn my pussy towards him, to invite him to penetrate me. I spread my legs for easy access. I keep my mouth slightly open and I am breathing heavily, which indicates arousal. My hands travel around my body, stroking and playing with myself. I turn my ass to him..."

Wendy interrupted her, saying: "Wait. That last one is not just a horny thing, is it? "

"Well, it would hornify the crap out of me..."

All the girls giggled. Wendy just smiled vaguely, then said: "Yeah, obviously. But that is hornification by proxy of something else. Kate, can you tell me of what?"

Kate was silent for a minute, pondering the question, then said: "Of submission?"

"Exactly. Offering your ass means you make it available for more than just sex. Sure, he could ram his dick between your buttocks and penetrate you from behind, but he could also spank it, whip it, or just humiliate you by forcing you to wiggle it for his enjoyment. Exhibiting your ass shows him that you're ready for him to use you in any way that he wants. And even while lines can sometimes be thin, that makes it belong to the realm of submission. Jill, can you think of more things that would emphasize your submission?"

"The eye contact thing. Looking down whenever you make eye contact is a sign of humility."

"Yes, absolutely. What else?"

Jill pondered very hard, and finally said: "Erm... obeying his commands?"

"Obedience is an attribute of submission, yes. But it is not one of Availability. You cannot show that you WOULD be obedient IF you received a command. Think again."

Jill searched her mind for an answer, but it was clear that she didn't have one. She finally shook her hand, and looked down in shame.

"Well, that's not very imaginative, girl. You would turn your ass to him and avoid eye contact, and that should convince him that you are a humble sub, ready to obey all his wishes? "

Jill looked down even further, her cheeks blushing in shame. She said nothing.

Wendy continued: "Well, we have a new girl here today... Lizzy, can you think of something more than this boring girl who is just wiggling her ass a bit?"

"I would kneel down for him...?"

"Very good! Kneeling down puts you in a lower position than him, which expresses inferiority and vulnerability. When he stands, sit; when he sits, kneel; and when he kneels, lie down. Now, can you think of something else?"

I tried a hesitant: "I would keep my hands behind my back...?"

Wendy looked at me with some astonishment in her eyes.

"Very, very good indeed! It is amazing that you understand the meaning of that on your first day! Submission comes natural to you, doesn't it? Can one of the other girls tell me how this is submissive?"

Only Kate raised her finger, and Wendy nodded to her.

"It shows that you have no control over the situation. You won't fend him off when he uses you in any way he wants. You are a subject to his will without an influence of your own. You submit to his directions and ideas of what will happen."

"Exactly. We have one DASHA letter left, Discipline. This is a matter of advanced study though, and it won't be covered until the second semester. For now, we will practice the subjects that we covered so far: how to show Submission and Hornification as attributes of Availability. Kate, step up here."