Chapter 17: Thursday Afternoon: Art

They stepped through the door into the art room. The first is based on the antiques store skit; only in this case, one of the customers is being really slow counting out their exact change. The second is the murder scene from the android skit, and the third is a blacksmith and her apprentices working on a sword while the customer watches.

Ooh! What do you think about including me in the second and third?

“Ah, perfect timing. Are you ready with today’s poses?”

“Almost. I’m just ironing out a few important details.” Sure. Do you trust me?

Of course darling.

Then you’ll find out your parts when I start posing people. “Yes. I’m ready. I know I’m not technically part of your class, but...”

“Do you need relief?” Kara nodded her head vigorously. “Can you be done before the rest of the class arrives?”

“Yes. I shouldn’t need more than a few minutes. With the right help of course.”

“I’m sure I know whose help that is, and I don’t imagine they will have any problem with that. Use the couch in the back.”

Kara grabbed Allison’s hand and led her to the couch. “I feel how ready you are too. Straight to it?”

“Yes. You on the bottom this time?” Kara nodded, laid down, and grinned as Allison climbed on top of her, her outer lips glistening right above Kara’s head. Dig in when you’re ready darling!

Same to you, my muse. She lifted her head slightly, pulled the outer lips apart, and brought her tongue closer, beginning to lick as soon as she was close enough. Allison moaned loudly for a moment, then began to lick at Kara’s. Their waves grew rapidly, perfectly in sync with each other. Kara began to hum as Allison did, peaking both waves at the same time. Kara felt both orgasms crash through her simultaneously.

“Wait, did they just...”

“Yes Mrs. Rose, they did.”

“Did you get that on your pad?”

Knowing Pia, probably.

“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t. There was no way to draw both of them in the two places, at once, with all four figures being visible.” Kara opened her eyes in time to see Pia shrug. “At least, I not in the time I had.”

Allison stood up, waited for Kara to sit up, then sat down next to her. “What did we do? It was sort of hard to tell with how intense that was.”

Emanuel chuckled. “You not only orgasmed at the same time, but you felt the other’s at the same time you felt yours.”

Kara nodded her head. “That’s what I thought happened, but I wasn’t sure.”

“That would certainly explain why it felt so good. Did we do okay on time?”

They watched the last of the class filter in. “I’d say so. Are you ready to set up your first pose? Do you need anything specific furniture wise?”

Kara glanced around the room quickly. “The couch and some chairs or stools. Three should do for the first pose.” She turned to the five from the day before, standing in a corner with nervous looks on their faces. “My poses will be different from what Mrs. Rose usually gives the models. But, while they will require some amount of physical contact, I will do my best to keep it PG. Now, if you want to take said contact in a more sexual or intimate way, that’s fine; I just need to know so that I can make the necessary adjustments.”

Two of the girls visibly relaxed. “There’s one more thing before we start. I refuse to deal with any insubordination; any sign of disrespect to me or any other model will result in allowing Mrs. Rose to set the rest of the poses.” Kara glanced at her, a vicious grin on her face. “Does that look like the face of someone who intends to be merciful?”

“N ... no” they stammered in unison.

“So, do we have an understanding?”

All five nodded their heads. Nicely done darling.

I fully expect at least one of them is going to complain about the first pose. That one is going to be in for a huge shock if they do. Kara looked at the couch. “We’re going to need that couch. I don’t care who brings it over to the drawing area, but...”

The girls snapped to attention. “Understood!” then turned to the boys. “Help us you idiots.”

Kara watched the five bringing the couch over. “Put it right there” she started, pointing at a particular spot. “Gather close to me and I’ll explain the pose.” The girls drew in, while the boys hung back a little. “If you don’t hear this properly, don’t blame me if you get a part you don’t like.” They gulped and quickly came closer.

“Good. The idea is pretty simple; we will be presenting a shop of some kind. It doesn’t matter what; what matters is that there are the shop keeper” she paused pointing to herself “and two customers. One of them is taking forever to count the change for their purchase; the other is getting impatient with the first.”

“That only accounts for two of us. What will the other three be doing?” a girl asked.

“The other three will be the shop keeper’s counter: two as supports; one as the top, laying across the other two.” She shook her head sadly at the shocked look on their faces. “That’s why I said that I’m going to minimize touching as much as possible unless you specifically want it. There is to be no funny business between those three unless the person on top agrees to it. Also, if you chose quickly and peacefully, I’ll let you choose who is in what role. Start fighting over it, and I choose.”

The smallest of the three girls glanced at the others. “I may as well be the one on top.”

“Can you hold yourself as flat as possible for the full time of the pose? It could be as long as ten minutes.”

“I think so.”

“Okay then; as the counter person, do you have a preference for who is supporting you?” The girl pointed to another girl and one of the boys. “Are you both comfortable with this?” They nodded their heads. “Good then. Are you okay with non-essential touches? Especially ones that could be sexual?”

“Yeah.”

Kara turned to the other two. “Since these don’t matter as much, you” she pointed to the boy “will be the slow customer, and you” pointing to the remaining girl “will be the impatient one. Supports, sit down on the chairs in front of the couch; the impatient customer is behind the slow one, who has a hand on the counter top as he counts his coins. The last person to take their position is the counter top. Am I understood?” They all nodded their heads. “Good, then take your places.”

She watched as the scene built quickly, and turned her head at a few gasps and murmurs from the remaining students. “No, I won’t reconsider; not unless Mrs. Rose specifically asks me to. I don’t think she will. This will be the first one, and you all will deal with it.”

“If you don’t, I may be inspired to add you to the people posing. Am I clear?”

The class nodded their heads. That’s not the last we’re going to hear from them, is it?

Kara glanced over the scene as the last girl took her place. As soon as I sit down, yes. You’ll know. Kara sat down on the couch, turned to the girl laying there, and smiled softly. “Good?”

“Yes. If you want...”

“You want a hand holding one of your breasts, don’t you?”

“Yeah, and the boy under me doesn’t want to. Are you willing to...”

Kara grinned, laid her right hand on the girl’s breast and grabbed it firmly. “Like this?” The girl smiled. “We’re ready Mrs. Rose.”

“You have ten minutes. Begin now.”

“And time! Models, take a moment or two to stretch your legs, and take the next pose when you’re ready.”

Kara released her hand from the girl’s breast. “Thank you” she whispered as she sat up and climbed off of the two below her.

Kara smiled and stood up. “Of course” she started, motioning the girl to follow her for a moment. “Whatever is going on between the two of you, talk to him about it. That’s the only way you can start to resolve whatever it is.”

The girl blinked in surprise. “H ... how did you know? He and I...”

“If you want to share that with me, after class. For now, just trust me that some of the rumors you’ve heard are true; and we’re not the only ones who are that kind of observant. For now though, I need to run something by Mrs, Rose.”

“O ... okay.”

Kara nodded and stepped next to Mrs. Rose. “Can I call upon a volunteer or two?”

“I’m pretty sure I know who you’re referring to, and of course.” She glanced over at Allison and nodded; Allison’s eyes lit up with a huge grin on her face.

Come join us, my muse.

Happily, darling.

Kara rejoined the others as Allison made her way over. “Okay, next pose. Huddle up.” She smiled as all of them snapped to attention quickly. “If any of you have friends in the improv class, this may sound familiar. Allison is an android, meant to be a helper to the people she’s just killed in a fit of rage. I’m the salesperson who knows how to shut her down before she kills the last member of the family. That person is hiding in the corner, hoping the android won’t see him or her. I need two victims, the survivor, and two people willing to be the furniture the survivor’s hiding behind or under.”

“If we choose to be a victim, can we choose how we were killed?” one of the girls asked?

“Of course.”

She raised her hand. “Then I’ll be one of them.”

“I’d rather be the hiding survivor” another added.

“That leaves one victim and the furniture. I’m thinking a table that’s been flipped on its side, and maybe a grandfather clock.” The other three stayed quiet. “I’ll take your silence as ‘I’m fine with whatever’ then. You two” she pointed to one of the boys and the last girl “will be the furniture. Choose which between yourselves. And you” to the other boy “are the other victim. The table will need something to lay across on their side; any other chairs can be used by the victims if they don’t wish to lay on the floor. Understood?”

The five nodded as Allison grinned. Is my shut down switch going to be in the same place that yours was?

Of course! I didn’t think you want it any other way. Kara watched with satisfaction as the five quickly transformed the couch and chairs into the scene. Good; the clock is in place, the table is on her side, and the victims are doing a pretty good job of looking dead.

Where do you want me?

In line of sight of where the survivor is hiding, but a little distance away.

Like this? Allison moved to a spot in front of the ‘table’.

Perfect. Kara turned back to Mrs. Rose. “I just need to take my place, and we’re good to go.” She knelt down in front of Allison, spread her legs a little bit, and gently inserted two fingers into her. I’ll hit actual spot when the clock is almost up. I don’t think you want that kind of pressure on your g-spot for ten minutes.

Not stationary. Could you instead be moving your hand around, as if you’re trying to find the button? No one else would know, and it’ll make it more fun for me.

Gladly. Kara gave Mrs. Rose a thumbs up.

“You have ten minutes. Begin.”

You’re right Ally; this is more much more fun.

It’s kind of crazy; being able to have you fingering me as part of a class activity.

Crazier considering that only a few weeks ago I wasn’t even thinking about wanting to do this with any girl. Now, having Manny do that for me...

Yeah. The first time he did that for me was... Allison shuddered happily such an eye opening experience.

You two are incorrigible he ‘laughed’.

You could have said no to all this she joked back.

Not in a million years Kara. I wouldn’t have this any other way. Well, there are certain things that I wish didn’t need to happen, but...

‘Change even one small event, and your life will change in ways you can not predict’.

Of course not... Allison ‘smirked’ at the joke I can take a lot more of this.

Oh? Is that a challenge?

Maybe... Kara ‘grinned’ and very briefly touched just on the edge of her ultimate target. Oh ... okay, maybe not as much as I thought. This really is driving me crazy.

I know. I can feel that beautiful wave of awesome growing in you. And soon...

Three minutes left.

Soon I can let my fingers touch there for a brief moment. Kara glanced up at the clock out of the corner of her eye, grinned for a moment, then faked her way just past Allison’s g-spot. Before Allison could groan in disappointment, Kara subtly shifted her fingers; making full, firm contact with it. Allison’s eyes lit up in a smile as the wave of pleasure peaked and broke, cascading through her, then through Kara. And that should be the end of the pose in just a moment. By the way, did you...

Yes, although I think it was only a little bit this time.

“And time! Models, stretch your legs for a moment.”

Kara felt Allison’s hands drop to her shoulders. Jelly legs?

A little. It took a little longer than I expected to hit. What’s the next scene, by the way?

Wait a little longer, and you’ll see. I’ll go explain it to the others in the meanwhile. Kara helped Allison sit down, then joined the others.

“But, Mrs. Rose! They were moving, and...” a girl started to complain.

“Complain about that one more time, and you’re joining them for the next pose.”

“But, it’s not fair that they can do that. How are we supposed to...” another girl started, before Mrs. Rose’s glare quieted her.

“I thought I’d made this clear last week, but I guess some of you still don’t get it. Sometimes, the models you’re working with will move a little without meaning to. Further more, what if you need to draw something in motion? This is a skill you need to learn, and the models have been good enough to allow you to do so with ample time to lay down your basic shapes and lines.” She turned specifically to the two that had complained. “You two will be joining the other models under Kara’s control. It will be up to her if you are also doing so tomorrow.”

Kara grinned at them with a wicked smile. “I don’t appreciate my time being wasted, or the time of those modeling with me. Capice?” Both girls nodded their heads nervously and quickly stripped. “Good. Join us so that I can explain the final scene.” Kara turned to the others as they hurried toward the circle. “This one is pretty simple and most of you will have simple poses to hold. We’re in a blacksmith’s shop; I’m the master working on a sword for a customer. Three of you will be my apprentices; one keeping the forge hot with the bellows, one holding the hot blade on the anvil, and the last one making the scabbard for the sword. The rest of you will be important parts of the shop; the bellows, forge, support for the anvil, and tongs that one of the apprentices is using. I don’t particularly care who does what, but if I have to assign the roles...”

Three of the girls quickly called out the apprentice roles. “Uhm ... what about the anvil? Are we supposed to just guess where it is?” one of the new girls asked.