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Another futa comes in, dressed in a spectacularly tight secretary outfit. Her hair is dyed red and her blue eyes quickly dismiss everything in the room other than the futa goddess. She lifts the black robe in her hands and opens it behind the alabaster queen.

“I am High Lady Xon. You may call me Mistress while in this class.”

As she slips into her sleeveless robe, I drop to my knees, partially out of fear and partially out of reverence. She’s one of the Empress’s younger sisters. What the fuck is she doing in our town? What the fuck is she doing in our class?

The secretary laughs and Mistress Xon smiles. Both their eyes light up from cybernetics for a second and then the secretary raises an eyebrow at me.

“Where are the others?” Mistress Xon asks.

“Ben is outside smoking,” I answer as quick as I can form the words. “He said he’d be quick. He was here waiting with us the whole time just before you came in. I don’t know where Lee is.”

“Good,” Mistress says as she walks to the front of the class. She ties the robe loosely, leaving a line of her skin down the center of her body. Her breast pull the fabric taunt up top, and her monster cock peeks out from behind the lower half. She sits in the chair and crosses her legs, forcing her cock and balls to push past the thin covering. “Today, I will teach you nothing. You are to prove yourselves worthy of being in the program. If you fail, you’ll be put into the Beta course, so don’t worry, you won’t be cast out on the streets, or turned into public urinals. Do you understand what the Alpha program is?”

I hesitated for a moment and then shook my head. I had an idea that it was some kind of advanced course, but if I said I understood and then she asked me a question about it, I certainly wasn’t going to be able to answer.

Mistress’s eyes flash and the secretary leaves. “Alpha is a course to prepare young men like yourselves to serve the upper echelons of the Empire. Me. My sisters. My daughters, cousins, nieces, anyone of the ruling class.”

I put an eight-inch dildo in my ass last night and it felt good, but a little tight. I’m being groomed to take sixteen-inch plus cocks that fucking defy logic and gravity. I’m fucking fucked. I imagined I would have to deal with a footlong. I’d dreamed of sucking the Empress’s cock, or the Jarl’s. I never really thought I might have a chance.

“But we have, let’s say, **** needs,” Mistress said as she ran a hand down her cock as if she were petting a lap dog. “You’ll be working with another class. I’ll be honest, it’s going to be more difficult with just the two of you.”

But Ben is just outside, I want to say, but there’s no way I’m dumb enough to speak out of turn in front of a royal. What the fuck is taking him so long? He said a quick smoke and I took at least ten minutes to go through the worship steps.

“Come.”

Kevin and I both crawl on our hands and knees over to Mistress Xon. She uncrosses her legs and pats her muscled thighs.

“Sit.”

I climb into her lap while Kevin slips out of his clothes and then sits across from me, her massive cock stirs between us.

“My cousin put this on you?” Mistress says as she slides a hand around my waist and taps my clitty cage.

I look up at her hypnotic eyes and nod.

“I was told you’re an avid milk drinker,” she says with a warm smile. Her hand around me grabs my thigh and gives me a playful shake. “I love milk boys.”

A knife stabs my heart when she looks over to Kevin. Fuck him.

“You need to grow your hair out more,” she says as she runs her fingers over his head. “Most of us like something to grab when we’re fucking.”

Yeah, you fucking loser.

“I was told you were in correspondence with one of our agents before our take over.”

“Mistress Reba,” Kevin says with a proud smile.

Mistress smiled and wrinkled her nose. “And how is she treating you?”

“She’s great. She cuddles with me every night and I can take her whole cock.”

He’s already getting fucked? What does that mean for me? Am I behind? A million questions run through my mind but the one that stops my heart is, Will Mistress pick him over me?

The door opens and the secretary walks in with a group of naked women, Abby and Rachel among them. There’s eight total and all of them are like Abby to varying degrees, larger women with some amount of muscle even if it’s covered by a layer or two of fat. All of their perky tits hang free, nothing less than a C-cup in their group, but their pussies are covered by black stickers.

Mistress leans down to place her head between us. “One of you will prove yourself today. These girls here are in a special class, just like you. The one that makes the most women cum wins, the winner will get a very special reward, the likes of which will never be offered again.” She pats both of our butts and adds, “Go on now. Prove yourself to me.”