Pupil 19: Zara's Training Continues

“Our new Bug Queen arrived I see,” Aritimi teased as Zara arrived from the portal.

“Not gonna lie. I hoped for something stronger, but this power seems to be good as well. Although it relies too much on the bug creatures around me so it can be very situational,” Zara said as she undressed.

“Anyway, I got something for you today. We going to celebrate your new power. Also, don’t forget about the party this Saturday. The one where Tempo brought you into last week from,” Aritimi said.

“Whoa ... I’m so happy,” Zara said with an obviously fake smile, her eyes rolling slightly as she dropped her gear onto the floor.

“You should be. This training is going to be special. I can unironically say that you will enjoy this. More than your partners,” she replied with a smile.

“What do you mean?”

“First things first, show me your stinger. Your future self from this Saturday could use it without transforming into a Bug Queen completely.”

“Oh, yes. I can do this, look,” Zara said and began to rub her pussy. A few moments later, a long scorpion-like tail slithered out of her with a stinger at the tip.

“Ah, you were training at home?” she winked at Zara.

“No, I found out when the research team examined me. I just only need a little stimulation to reach this state and I can make it disappear whenever I want.”

“Is it like a cock? You are a futanari now?”

“It can be used as a cock but it’s more of a mutated clitoris. So no, I’m not a futanari,” Zara shook her head.

“Well, you will use it as a cock today,” Aritimi said with a wink, “Not on me, of course.”

“Oh, okay. That definitely sounds better than what I imagined for today,” Zara said with a sigh of relief as Aritimi opened the first portal.

A soft, pulsing pink light grew before them as the portal swirled into existence. A naked girl stepped out of it, an Elf girl. Her alabaster skin shimmered faintly, contrasting with her molten gold-like blonde hair that fell in waves down to her waist. Her eyes, blue like the clear sky, widened slightly as she took in her surroundings. She was slender yet athletic, with small, firm breasts topped with puffy nipples and a flat stomach that led down to her bare mons pubis, devoid of any hair.

“She is Amara, a Forest Elf princess we caught eight years ago. She is pretty much a spoil of war,” Aritimi stepped beside the Elf girl and slapped her shapely ass, “She is pretty submissive now. You should have seen her back in the day. She was a warrior.”

“Ugh ... okay. How I should start?” Zara scratched her head, “I’m usually on the other side of this.”

“Let me help you,” Aritimi smirked, “Amara! Get on your knees! Now!”

The Elf girl complied immediately, her eyes never leaving the floor as she dropped to her knees. Aritimi grabbed Zara’s stinger, stroking it gently until it grew to its full length and thickness.

“It reacts to stimulation just like a cock, I see,” Aritimi grinned.

“Amara put it in your mouth and start to suck as if it was a cock,” Aritimi ordered.

The Elf’s eyes flickered up to Zara’s, a mix of fear and reluctance in her gaze. Zara felt a thrill of power and excitement at the sight of the once fierce warrior princess now kneeling before her, compliant and obedient. Zara stepped closer and watched as Amara parted her lips, tentatively wrapping them around the tip of the stinger. The sensation was abnormal, alien, and arousing.

Aritimi stepped back, watching the scene unfold with a knowing smile, “Take your time, Zara,” she said, “Remember, you’re in control here.”

Zara nodded, her heart pounding as she gently pushed the stinger deeper into Amara’s mouth. The Elf’s eyes watered slightly, but she didn’t protest, taking it like a good girl. Zara felt something new, a sense of dominance she’d never experienced before, her body responding to the act in a way that was strange but not unwelcome. The stinger pulsed as Amara began to suck on it, her cheeks hollowing out as she worked the length with surprising skill.

“Good, now, let’s see how deep you can take it,” Aritimi instructed, her voice filled with a hint of amusement.

Zara gripped the base of her stinger firmly, guiding it further into Amara’s mouth. The Elf’s eyes widened with each inch that disappeared, but she never resisted, her throat opening to accommodate the unusual intrusion. Zara could feel the head of her stinger hit the back of Amara’s throat, and she swallowed hard, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her eyes were glued to the scene, watching the once-proud Elf princess’ submission to her and her power.

The room grew hotter and heavier with the scent of arousal as Zara’s body responded to the stimulation. Her own juices began to flow, soaking her thighs and making her stomach tighten with anticipation. She’d never felt this way before, this hungry, this powerful. It was intoxicating.

“How does it feel?” Aritimi asked.

“Not as good as when something touches my pussy. But the power I can feel through this. I never understood why futanaries like to fuck others instead of getting fucked, but now I see the appeal,” Zara answered.

“Ah, the pleasure of giving rather than receiving. It’s quite the rush,” Aritimi nodded, “Now, let’s see if she can handle the full length.”

Zara’s eyes widened with excitement as she pushed the stinger deeper into Amara’s mouth, feeling the tip slithering deep inside the Elf’s throat was incredible. Amara gagged a little bit but she only stopped once she reached the base and her nose pressed against Zara’s bush.

“Alright. What now? Fuck her face with my stinger until I shoot a load of venom out of it?”

“Hmph?!” Amara was muffled by the member inside her mouth.

“Don’t shit yourself, Elf. According to the research team, the venom that I shoot out like cum is not dangerous to monsters,” Zara said with a smug smirk.

“I got other plans for your stinger. First, pull it out of Amara’s mouth before you shoot your load,” Aritimi instructed.

“I’ll do as you wish. You are the monster-fucker expert after all,” Zara complied and pulled her lengthy tail out of the Elf’s throat. It was coated with a thick layer of saliva.

Aritimi clapped her hands and a new portal crackled into existence. This one was a deep, velvety red. Through it, a trio of triplets emerged, all three naked and stunningly beautiful.

“Ah, my little bloodsuckers,” Aritimi purred as they stepped out, their skin pale as moonlight, each one identical in their seductive perfection. The triplets were young, their ages appearing to hover around their mid-twenties, with long, flowing hair that was a rich tapestry of raven locks. Their eyes were a piercing, almost luminescent red, and their full, plump lips were a tantalizing shade of dark maroon. They moved in unison, a symphony of grace and power that was impossible to ignore.

“They were countesses before the HSA captured them decades ago,” Aritimi explained, “Their names are Lila, Elara, and Mirana. They are pure blood Vampires from Europe.”

Mirana opened her mouth and revealed her long fangs to Zara and then her sisters followed suit. Not to attack, just to show that they are indeed Vampires.

“Whoa! I never imagined to see pure blood Vampires. I thought all bloodlines “got dirty” as they used to say,” Zara said.

“They still exist but most of them are either hiding or imprisoned like these cuties,” Aritimi replied.

The triplets stepped forward, their huge, firm breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. Their nipples were a deep rosy hue, standing erect and begging for attention. Each one had a big thick patch of black pubic hair that was neatly trimmed into a heart shape, framing their pink, glistening pussies.

“My mother was the one who captured and tamed them,” she continued, “Also, because of the decades of being here, they are even more submissive than Amara.”

“Really?”

“Really,” she then turned to the trio, “Girls, turn around and get on all fours. Show her your goods.”

The trio did as they were told without hesitation. Their firm round butts pointed up in the air, presenting their shapely hearts of darkness. Zara took a step closer, her stinger still fully erect and throbbing with power.

“Before using your member on them, do a “taste test” for ... you know, quality check,” Aritimi winked, “After all, not so many hunters have the chance to eat some noble, pure-blood Vampire pussy.”

Zara smirked, her stomach fluttered with excitement. She approached the first sister, Lila, her stinger still wet from Amara’s saliva. She leaned down, her eyes feasting on the perfectly shaped heart of black hair above Lila’s pussy. It was as if the Vampire triplets had been crafted from the darkest desires of a thousand men.

Without a word, she lowered her face to Lila’s pussy, inhaling the faint scent of metal that hung around it. The taste was surprisingly sweet and alluring. Her tongue danced around the edges, teasing the sensitive skin before diving in to explore the depths of her folds. Lila quivered under the sensation, a soft moan escaping her lips. The sound was music to Zara’s ears, and she felt the urge to take more of her.

Moving from one sister to the next, she repeated the process, each one tasting slightly different yet equally intoxicating. The thrill of dominating these powerful creatures grew with each passing moment. When she reached the last one, Elara, she paused, looking back at Aritimi for approval. Aritimi nodded, her smile growing wider by the second.

“I’m ready,” Zara smiled.

“Girls, get closer for easier access,” Aritimi ordered and the trio began to crawl towards each other, their pussies wet and inviting. They only stopped once the sides of their asses pressed against each other.

Zara was about to enter the first one with her stinger when Aritimi stopped her.

“Just one more thing,” she said, “Amara, go behind Zara and eat her ass through the whole time while she’s pounding the triplets.”

The Elf girl nodded obediently and crawled behind Zara, her eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and trepidation as she took in the view of the tight, muscular ass before her.

“Good, now, let the fun begin,” Aritimi clapped her hands together as she stepped back to watch the show.

Zara took a deep and happy breath, the power of the stinger thrumming through her body. She positioned herself behind Elara, her stinger pulsing with anticipation. The Vampire’s red eyes glazed over with lust as she felt the tip of Zara’s stinger against her wet entrance. With one firm thrust, Zara impaled Elara, her stinger sinking into the depths of her pussy. The Vampire’s moan was a symphony of pleasure and submission that sent a sadistic pleasure across Zara’s mind.

Lila and Mirana watched, their own hunger growing as they saw their sister being used so masterfully by the young hunter. They spread their legs wider, inviting Zara to take them next. As Zara began to pump in and out of Elara, the other two played with their own pussies.

Behind them, Amara’s soft, wet tongue began to caress Zara’s asshole, sending bolts of unexpected pleasure through her body. Zara had never experienced anything like this before, and the combination of sensations was ultra-overwhelming. Her eyes rolled back as she moaned, the pleasureful feeling from both ends making her legs wobble slightly.

Aritimi watched with a smirk, her hand idly playing with her pussy as she enjoyed the display before her. She’d known Zara would take to this position with ease, the girl had always had a wild streak hidden beneath. The sight of Zara’s muscular body, the stinger moving rhythmically in and out of Elara, and the Elf girl’s submissive ministrations were more than she could have hoped for.

Zara’s thrusts grew more erratic as the pressure built in her stinger. The venom within her was ready to be released, and she knew she wouldn’t last much longer. She pulled out of Elara with a wet pop, the Vampire’s pussy clenching around the withdrawal, and moved to Lila. The anticipation was palpable, and she could feel the triplets’ excitement as she pushed into Lila, the stinger sinking into her tight, velvety depths.