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Nadia looked up from her task of unloading one of the many cardboard boxes stacked on a far wall. "Well," she took in a deep breath. This was the perfect opportunity to prove herself as a worthy intern. "The toxin in Sulverrin leaves attacks specific regions of the body and causes mutations. I believe in one of your studies, you found that genitals, in particular, were affected. In small doses, Sulverrin only resulted in infertility, but if exposed to large enough doses, tumors could occur." She opened a rather heavy box to find several jars filled with dark, swirling liquid. "Often, infertility is caused by some kind of mutation or is a symptom of irregular hormones, disease, or the patient may have been exposed to chemicals from smoking." She lifted one of the containers onto a work table. Then another. "With some imagination, it wasn't unreasonable to think that those mutations could be used to reverse the effects of infertility or instigate changes in the body that would allow a patient to conceive." She glanced over her shoulder, hoping for some note of approval from the doctor.

Her attention returned back to the jars. The container was clearer, allowing her to recognize the liquid within as kethris slag. What was she doing with waste? Nadia couldn't imagine Whitefall would go through the trouble of moving labs and purposefully bringing an insignificant byproduct with her. Surely, she'd misidentified what it was. She tilted the container, hoping something might be stored in the liquid. A question from behind her had her briefly looking away. "Oh, I was just," the heat of the doctor bled against her, coloring her cheeks a soft pink, "um, looking. Why do you have so many bottles of slag?"

Nadia wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. Move? Don't move? The distance between them seemed inappropriate. Well, the lack of distance between them. The intoxicating smell of perfume mixed with the doctor's natural scent was mind-melting. Nadia had never been exposed to something so enveloping. The urge to lean back and let it consume her was nearly impossible to resist. She bit the inside of her cheek and pretended not to notice. Americans were strange. She'd lived and traveled all over the world, but some customs and norms were difficult to get used to. Often, men were inconsiderate of personal space, but she'd hardly ever found women in a professional setting to be the same. Then again, the city was vastly different from the area she lived in nearly an hour away. City folk likely didn't have the same courtesies as the people she was accustomed to... something like that.

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"You're questioning my collection of an uncommon substance? Me?" Selena chuckled at the insinuation and reached over Nadia to take one of the jars. "It intrigues me. When someone says the words kethris slag it isn't immediately clear as to what they're talking about." Taking a second jar, she held them both out front. One contained a thin clear liquid with streaks of dull purple through it which looked similar to when oil mixes with water. The other was a dark green, tar-like substance. "Each of these is called kethris slag. All the name means is that something is an unwanted byproduct of some other refinement process. Considering how many different variations there can be, I sourced several and have toyed with them whenever ideas come to me. I believe no one thing is ever truly useless, we simply haven't figured out how to use it yet." She set the jars down and spun them so that their labels, noting what their respective origin was, were facing out.

"Regarding your theory..." Now aware of how close she'd come to Nadia, and how long she'd been there, the doctor stepped away. She made note of the fact Nadia didn't encourage or reject the behavior. "Everything you said was correct, and much of that is why I believed Sulverrin could work. However it has nothing to do with my initial inspiration. If that had been a test, I suppose I'd at least give you passing marks." Having walked back to her desk, Selena sat down and retrieved her tablet from one of the drawers. She tapped on it a few times and gestured for Nadia to come closer without looking up.

"I'm something of a culture buff. When I'm not researching at the bleeding edge of medical science, I'm often delving deep into ancient cultures and their histories. One that struck me a few years ago was an ancient Polynesian tribe. There were some papers I'd found that documented some kind of ritual which was loosely translated as 'The Blessing of Dragon'." She rolled a kink out of her neck and straightened her posture as Nadia approached. "This struck me as odd. Dragons are most prominently seen in Asian and Western mythologies. The ancient people of Fiji and Hawaii seemed to speak much more on their gods than great beasts." Finally she found the image she was looking for and tapped it so that it dominated the screen. "So imagine my surprise when I was scrolling through the vacation pictures of a distant relative, when I see this." The image was of an attractive couple taking a selfie in front of a tall leafy plant on a tropical beach. The shape and size of the leaves could have been mistaken for poison ivy, if not for the stalk rising almost five feet into the air, and their vibrant red and orange colors. "The secret is fresh Sulverrin leaves. Once they begin to dry at all, one can do little beyond turn it into the world's most potent weed killer."

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_Yes, I am._ Nadia's features said more than she was willing to voice as looked over and up at Selena. She may have been her boss and someone she looked up to, but she wouldn't deny herself to the opportunity to learn and even challenge one of the most brilliant minds of her time. "But why would you keep them," she asked, turning slightly to face her better while not brushing up against her. "What benefit could they have?" From her experience, slag was waste. There was nothing advantageous about it. If anything, it was a hindrance due to the procedures that needed to be taken in disposing of it. Depending on the ingredients, slag could be extremely dangerous, but in most cases, it was more of an annoyance and would stain anything it touched.

She found herself distantly disappointed as Whitefall moved away from her. She took in a deep breath, finally able to breathe without her mouth watering with want. But her thoughts quickly shifted. Passing marks. Nadia had never just gotten passing marks for anything. She excelled in every class and made it a point to get close to her teachers and mentors. Some might call her overbearing, but beneath her hard exterior, she lived to please.

Nadia carefully schooled her features and moved over to her mentor's desk. Her hands shoved into her pockets, allowing her to subtly fidget by pressing her fingertips into her thighs. She listened intently. For all her desires for knowledge, she didn't care for history. She found it dull as most of what was taught were men making the same foolish decisions throughout the course of history. Science was far more interesting... and she didn't have to remember the dates of important events. "Oh..." She leaned over, analyzing the screen and perhaps getting a touch too close to Whitefall as she did. "I don't think I would have ever thought of that," she admitted.

She moved beside Whitefall and leaned against it with her back toward the screen. Her gaze traveled over the lab---her lab. "I would have started by rehydrating it and isolating the compounds. Maybe make a tea out of it or grind it up into a powder." She looked over at Whitefall with a new appreciation. She really was remarkable. "Will one of my responsibilities include managing a greenhouse or do you have someone doing that for you already?"

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"Mmm, your grade is improving. I also looked to re-hydration. Obviously being able to dry and process the leaves would make storage and transport a non-issue. However, I quickly learned that there is an enzyme within the plant that breaks down rapidly when outside ideal conditions." This time it was Nadia who broached the barrier of what could be called too close, and Selena didn't miss it. "Your suggestions are feasible without killing anyone, and last I heard there were companies looking to make Sulverrin into the next chai tea." Her explanation concluded, Selena leaned back over her chair and stretched, briefly creating a window where someone standing close enough could see down her shirt. "Don't worry, horticulture won't become a part of your responsibilities here. I sold the research and subsequent patents years ago. I'm interested in the research and the discovery. Automation and industry have no place in my mind."

"As for the slag, if you're still curious... why not?" Selena got to her feet and headed back to the counter where this discussion had started. Again she suggested Nadia follow, but this time by placing a hand on her back and gently pushing in the intended direction. "Several incredible inventions and discoveries have been made in the wake of mass amounts of previously unwanted byproducts. To simply write slag in it's various forms off as nothing more than garbage could be denying the world the next artificial sweetener, tennis rackets, or environmentally safe packing peanuts." Selena rolled her eyes at herself, as she caught herself reciting lines from a paper she'd half written on the off chance she actually did find a use for the jars of slime.

"Enough about me!" Selena clapped and turned to look at Nadia. She extended a hand as if offering her the floor. "What fields interest you? What problems do you want to solve?" While she was genuinely interested, Selena really wanted an opportunity to properly ogle Nadia and figured this would help her get away with it. "I know I said I was looking for another me, and that you were damn close, but I didn't mean someone who was my carbon copy. Ideally you'll be my foil as much my follower. Assist my studies and then challenge my findings. Prove me wrong over and over until I can only be right." Now sitting on the counter, looking Nadia right in the eyes, Selena folded her arms and crossed her legs. "So tell me Ms. Anika, if our roles were reversed. If you were me and I, you. What would we be doing?"

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_Yes!_ A small, minute victory, but one nonetheless. With practiced skill, she masked the feeling of triumph, or rather, she was distracted from showing it. From where she stood beside Selena, she was given a glimpse at what lay beneath Whitefall's shirt. Supple, delicious breasts. Nadia tore her gaze away with some difficulty. She moved against the desk, if only to distance herself from temptation. "I guess that makes sense." While she'd read up on Whitefall's articles, she had been a bit more distracted by interviews of the doctor. They were much more entertaining to watch. "Chai tea," she repeated softly with a breathy laugh. That wasn't quite what she'd had in mind, but she was sure it would sell well. Women looking to ensure they gave their husbands what they wanted would leap at the chance of guaranteeing they had a child.

The hand on her back was entirely unexpected. She immediately perked, ready to be directed in whichever direction Whitefall saw fit. Her hand fit perfectly against her, bleeding warmth into her. Heat coiled down her spine to drip at her center. What would her hand feel like---no. No. She was going to keep things strictly professional. She had to. Nadia leaned against the opposite work table, putting distance between the two of them. She crossed her angles and loosely folded her arms over her chest while she listened. "I suppose. Seems like a bit of a waste," she said, meeting those beautiful, consuming sapphires. "Have you thought about managing different labs? I'm sure there's a PhD candidate who'd leap at the chance to work for you and make a potential breakthrough." Nadia couldn't imagine why Whitefall would bother with slag. There were better things to research. Better things for Nadia to research.

The loose crossing of her arms around her chest tightened as the topic shifted abruptly onto her. The tightening of her arms shoved her breasts together and pulled her shirt taught, giving a generous eyeful of the valley beneath her attire. "No one's asked me that before." Not sincerely. Resumes asked. Employers asked, but she knew better than to tell them what she truly wanted. She was already hired by Whitefall. There was no risk in telling her what she truly desired. Nadia uncrossed and crossed her legs. She didn't know what answer to give her. "Well, a few years ago there a cave system was discovered in my home country," she said, her eyes falling away with a touch of embarrassment. "The mouth of the cave collapsed before anyone could go in, but for generations, locals had made claims that there were medicinal fungi inside." She uncrossed her arms and moved over to the box she'd been unloading and began to bend, lift, and place the jars on the work table to keep from having to stand still under the gaze of the doctor. "One day, when I graduate and begin my own research, I'll travel there. There has to be a way to get inside. I know there is. I just need to see it to figure it out.

"When the cave collapsed, the region was decimated by disease. The locals had supposedly been using the fungi for centuries and had refused modern medicine." She let out a deep sigh. "After I started my life here, jumping from program to program, they went back. They weren't among the few who survived." She placed the last of the jars down on the worktable, though her gaze remained on the swirling, strange liquid. "There were only a few small villages and towns there, so no one paid attention much attention to them. They offered aid, but tradition blinded them." Some bitterness tinged her words, though it was hard to discern who she was angry at. I believe the solution to the sickness plaguing the world is in that cave." She stood straight and looked to Whitefall. "And I'll be the one who claims that discovery."

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"I have considered it, and I don't plan on it. I'm not a very trusting woman, and maybe just a touch of a narcissist. If I can't be there to verify it, then I don't want my name on it." Nadia's suggestion was a sound one, and Selena knew that someone more pragmatic or less stubborn could likely have a small empire beneath them by now. However she also didn't care. She wasn't interested in a quantity of breakthroughs, but making high quality ones herself. "Maybe you'll be the one to change my mind. Who knows, the day may come where we hire you your own assistant and put your name on the door because someone found another rare plant deep in Peru."

"Well they should have." True to her hopes, handing the reins to Nadia created a wonderful little scene for Selena. She stood a little taller and pushed her chest out enough for a satisfying sight. Whether driven to impress, or relieved to finally be able to speak as a scientist and not just a student, Nadia had unintentionally given the older woman exactly what she wanted. Nadia was precisely Selena's type. Beautiful contrasting features, all worn atop a thin body that still had enough hips and tits to take hold of. She was almost completely hard in her pants now, and needed to swallow more than once as Nadia spoke. Through it all, Selena only barely managed to keep enough focus to actually hear the words.

"An impressive, and worthy goal." Rising back to her feet, Selena once more closed the distance between the women. "Seems fitting doesn't it? I rid the world of infertility, and now you seek to eradicate the very idea of disease? Reminds me of myself, save for the fact I was a lanky, freckle faced ginger going into my twenties. You've already got one head start on me, so maybe start practicing acceptance speeches in your down time." Selena had meant every word as attraction to both Nadia's mind and body combined into whatever she was feeling now. A hand raised with the intent to brush across Nadia's cheek was now frozen inches from her face. Selena was stunned, unsure of how to proceed, but knowing that she needed something to happen next.

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A gentle frown settled upon her lips. In Whitefall's shoes, she would have likely thought the same thing. Why would she entrust someone else to do a potentially poor job when she could do it herself and make sure it was perfect? But she wasn't in her shoes. She was trying to climb a ladder that few could so much as reach the first wrung. She wasn't going to waste her time with insignificant research. That's not why she'd agreed to be her assistant. "I don't know about that." Her hardened resolve cracked at the mention of one day working beneath Whitefall and having her own lab. "It would be an honor if it worked out," but not one she was sure she'd accept. The research she wanted to conduct was thousands of miles away.

Nadia's breath stilled in her chest. Her chin rose to meet the looming gaze of her mentor. Her teacher. Her boss. The melodic words leaving her perfect lips melted the stoic look she always wore. "You really think so?" She had offered a piece of herself to Whitefall without a second thought. No one knew of her secret passion, and yet, Whitefall undid something within her without so much as trying. She could simply look at her, and she felt as though she was melting. They both looked at the hand that rose inches from her face. What was she supposed to do? What was she doing? She'd had mentors and students come onto her before, but they never paused, or they did so outside the lab. It was her first day working there. Nadia couldn't hide her shock as she looked back up to Whitefall. "I need to go to the restroom," she said, taking a deliberate step back. "Excuse me."

She had no idea where she was going, but she needed to go somewhere. Somewhere where those hauntingly enrapturing eyes couldn't follow and analyze her. She found a bathroom on the other side of the building's floor. Alone, she was keenly aware of the throbbing at her core. She was soaked. Quickly, she cleaned herself up. Several moments were taken to simply stare at herself in the mirror, reminding herself that she was there to work and put her name on a paper or two.

Nadia returned to the lab with squared shoulders and a new sense of purpose. "Is there anything else you need from me," she asked, referring to the tasks in the lab. She wouldn't address what had just happened between them unless Whitefall brought it up. It didn't matter. She hadn't wanted to lean her head to the side and feel the warmth of her palm against her cheek. No. She hadn't wanted her to lean down and smear the lipstick on her lips or press her against the desk. She didn't want any of that. But the throbbing between her legs said otherwise...

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Selena didn't chase Nadia or call after her. She just stood there looking between her raised hand, and the door that her student had fled through. She questioned why she paused at all. Never before could she recall letting something she wanted out of her grasp.

_You had her!_ A voice similar to Selena's, yet not her own yelled within her mind. _She would have been putty in your fucking hands!_ She knew the voice well but it had been some time since it had reason to speak up, let alone so loudly. _Now we're both fucked! She's gonna run right the hell out of here and we'll be back to sifting through paperwork by tomorrow morning!_ She brought her hand back down, calmly walked over to her chair, and sat down. "Patience." She commanded the other side of herself. "She'll be back, ones like her always come back. I haven't steered us wrong yet, so don't go doubting me now."

"Anything else I need?" She scanned the space as if she wasn't acutely aware of everything around her. "In the lab? No. Tomorrow we'll retrieve the rest of what I planned to stock the shelves and coolers with. However.." Selena trailed off as she spun the chair just enough to look over her shoulder at Nadia. "I suppose there is a new question on my mind that I would like an answer to." She stood from the chair, but only to lean back on the desk. "Remember earlier? When I said I'd have given you passing marks? Well you just failed the last test." She waited to see the change on Nadia's face before stepping forward. Not getting quite as close this time, but still making sure her body would dominate Nadia's field of view. "Science is ruled by the brightest minds, of that there is no doubt. However, a mind can do little if hindered by it's body. The best among us learn what our bodies and minds desire so that neither interferes with the other. In a perfect world, one is able to sate both at once." One hand came up and undid the top button of her her shirt, while the other pulled her jacket off of it's shoulder. "Your intellect is impressive, and your passion is admirable. You, Ms. Anika have the potential to take this world by storm and guarantee your name goes down in history, but only if you stop lying to yourself." Selena's jacket fell to the floor and she took the half step to nearly press herself against Nadia. "I've had eyes for you from the moment I saw you, I won't deny it. You're beautiful in a way I didn't know women could be. I'm sure I can see a similar feeling mirrored in your eyes. So now I ask you. Nadia, is there anything you want from me?"

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Nadia's bold posturing chipped as those sapphire eyes slid over to her. Manicured hands carefully folded behind her back. Out of sight, her thumb rubbed over the back of her hand in a soothing matter. She'd dealt with mentors who could have failed her for not giving them what they wanted, but none of them had been as imposing as Whitefall. "And what question would that be," she asked with a measure of wariness. Determination withered on her features. "What?" Nadia blinked at her. She'd never failed in anything. Where had she gone wrong? She'd answered all her questions adequately.

The blow struck her as if it had been Whitefall's palm slapping against her cheek. She looked down at her heels. How had she already failed? Honeyed eyes lifted to look up at the looming figure nearly standing over her. The hand of the older woman drifted down, giving her a tantalizing view. Nadia tore her gaze away and squeezed her hands behind her back. This was an exercise in self-control. It was a trap. She was being tested. Right?

"I," she swallowed, "I'm under no illusions." Nadia found herself staring up at Whitefall, choking down obscene urges that screamed and clawed at her insides. "You barely know me," she said softly. Too softly. She was showing a side of herself no one else had seen. No one else had been allowed to see. "Doctor Whitefall..." What was the right answer? Painted lips opened and closed. She didn't know what to say. "I want your mentorship," she said, trying to play it safe. "I want to learn what you have to teach me. I want you..." to bend me over your desk and take what you want "I want to do more than just pass. I want to excel."

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The quiver in Nadia's voice and the light reflecting off of her golden eyes made Selena feel like she was back in college. When she'd get out of class and head straight to a club or a bar alone, and leave with a woman on her arm. Selena had been single her entire life, but rarely lonely, yet it had been some time since she felt like this, like a proper predator.

"Mmm, your grades are improving again Ms. Anika. That was the truth, I can tell. It wasn't the whole truth though was it?" She took another step forward, forcing Nadia to take one back. "I can see your eyes staring at something. I can see your hands wringing behind your back to take hold of something, your body shaking with the desire to feel something." Carefully folding her glasses, she set them down on the counter behind them. As her hand returned, she placed a finger under Nadia's chin and lifted slightly. "I'm a smart woman, I feel I could make an educated guess with decent accuracy..." Leaning forward, Selena put her mouth right next to her student's ear and whispered. "But what if I'm wrong? What if I misstep and our cravings are corrupted by my poor judgment?" She pulled back, separating her scarlet locks from mingling with Nadia's jet black mane.

"You will pass, you will excel, and you will shock the world one day, of that I am certain, but only if you can understand this test." Staring into Nadia's eyes, Selena looked for anything. The cracks were certainly there, but this young woman's resolve was strong. That of course made it all the more worthwhile to break. "Perhaps this is what other educators talk about when the say some students require extra attention." The words had barely left her mouth. As Selena saw Nadia prepare to respond, she lunged forward. Their lips pressed together and the hand under Nadia's chin now braced the back of her head. Selena sent her tongue forward and flicked it across Nadia's own. The kiss lasted a moment, a few seconds at most before she pulled away. "One more chance Ms. Anika. I don't do re-tests."

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Nadia had never properly had a partner. She'd entertained dates for the sake of not looking like an outcast, but her heart always led her back to the lab. There, the world was quiet. But the moment between her and her mentor was anything but peaceful. One step forward forced a step back from her. She took another, and another. The cold, unforgiving edge of a work table met her back. She swallowed thickly. "It was the truth," she said, but her voice lacked the confidence it had presented earlier. She glanced toward the door. She could leave. Leave and never come back. She could swear off the job. Hell, maybe she could bring down Whitefall's entire empire. But who would believe her? She was a nobody. Whitefall was worth billions. Nadia would be lucky if she could find a lawyer who'd just graduated.

A well-placed finger guided her gaze back up. The breath in her chest seized as the warmth of her breath caressed her ear. Heat throbbed at her core. She squeezed her thighs together in a futile attempt to silence her desires. Nadia was lost. Submerged in a world she'd never been introduced to. Her lips parted, determined to uphold who she was. But Whitefall's mouth crashed into hers. Manicured hands unfolded and grabbed at her waist, torn between pulling her closer and pushing her off. The sweet temptation of her tongue slid out against her lips, beckoning her to let go.

Breathless, she looked up at Whitefall. Her head spun, clouded and fracturing. The very seams of her mask were tearing with a simple pull of a string between the doctor's fingers. "I want you," she said. "I want to be of service to you." Honeyed eyes danced down to the lips that now carried a taste of her lipstick on them. "I want to be yours." Her voice was so soft it was nearly a whisper. She hadn't admitted the truth to herself. All her nights spent researching had only been done to fuel her fantasies. She had been trying to recreate what Whitefall must have been like so when her fingers danced low in the quiet of the night, she could close her eyes and imagine they weren't hers...

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"Full marks." With Nadia's admission, Selena wrapped herself around the younger woman. One arm around her back to keep her close, the other drifting low to take a firm grip of Nadia's ass. It's firmness was divine and for a moment the doctor was possessed with the desire to rip all of their clothes off right then and there. She composed herself though and another kiss. This one was gentle. Not forcing Nadia to confront her desires, but inviting her to now act on them.

"You're delicious." She broke the kiss but didn't pull away. Her own breathing was shorted and she exhaled quick warm air over her new assistant, her new partner. "You will be mine Ms. Anika. I will make you unfit for anyone else in the world." The hand on Nadia's rear left and moved up, hovering, teasing at her waistline. "You will serve me, and I will care for you." The hand slipped beneath and gently caressed the flesh of her ass. "You and I will take this world by storm. We'll cure diseases, eradicate genetic conditions, and have our names carved in stone across the history of medicine." The remaining buttons of Selena's shirt were now undone. With Nadia backed up against the counter, she didn't need to be held close anymore. Instead she skillfully undid what little was left in her way and pressed in again, now mashing their breasts and hardened nipples together. "Who's to say we can't enjoy each other's bodies as well as talents? One of us needs to be naked, I'll let you decide who." Selena finally stepped back, lifting Nadia's coat off her shoulders as she moved. "Your service, or my care Ms. Anika? This is another test, but there aren't any wrong answers this time."


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A young blonde extended her own thanks to Selena before turning to leave. Selena craned her neck somewhat to take in the sight of the tight bubble butt wiggling away from her. If nothing else, this one had been the cutest so far. The door clicked closed and she finally relented her posture. Leaning back in the chair, she rubbed her eyes with a long groan. "Whhhyyyy!" Selena hated interviews, being on either side of them. She likely wouldn't have to do this at all if not for that last damn psych eval. ''An incredible intelligence that often forgets to temper itself with reason. Fiercely capable on their own, with nigh endless potential when in the company of their peers.'' She could hear the words from that report as if they'd been screamed at her. She'd undone decades of incorrect belief that Sulverrin leaves were only a lethal poison, and almost completely cured infertility the globe over at the same time! However, simply because she's willing to take risks she needs to take on an understudy to see a dime of her grant money. No doubt whoever she hires will be contacted by her old bosses and tasked with keeping an eye on her.

She brought up the last contact for the day and sent it a message. She was relieved to be at the end of the interviewing process for the day, and somewhat excited for this one. The name 'Nadia' sounded foreign. Selena had seen her fair share of blondes and brunettes lately, and a new flavor would certainly bring the day back up. Not only that, but if she was from abroad then there was potential for information and insights that Selena herself hadn't uncovered yet.

With the door opening opposite her, Selena barely remembered to grab her tablet and stylus. She might as well look like she gave a damn about whatever this person was going to say. After all she wasn't looking for someone she could teach, or an assistant who could keep up with her in the lab. No one was close enough to her intellect for that. No, she'd been told she had to hire someone, but specifically who was still under her purview. Selena was going to take on the hottest piece of ass that walked through that door which seemed most susceptible to being taken by her. She wished she could've outright stated she wouldn't entertain men, but that definitely wouldn't have gone over well. At least one of them had been cute. She was pulled from her musings as the door clicked shut behind her last interview, and for the first time in years, Selena lost her words, albeit not for long. "Hello, and thank you for coming. I'm Selena Whitefall." She stood and offered a hand to the young woman.

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_Deep breaths,_ Nadia reminded herself. Again, she checked the email that had been sent after she'd scheduled her interview with the one and only Doctor Whitefall. She'd read every published article the woman had written. The mastermind behind the use of Sulverrin leaves was downright remarkable. To intern under her was as good as promising her a plaque in the Hall of History. She would witness firsthand the brilliant mind that had defied the world. Now she was rolling in grant money.

A notification slipped over her screen, and her chest seized. It was time---time to prove herself and make her parents proud. They had sacrificed everything to make sure she made it to America. She wouldn't squander their sacrifice.

Several long strides ended with her crossing through into a new realm of possibilities. Nadia brushed her hand along the side of her trousers, feeling them growing uncomfortably warm. She kept her shoulders squared and her head high. Future employees tended to prefer someone who oozed confidence. The door clicked shut behind her, and a pleasant smile traced itself across her painted lips. "Of course. Thank you for giving me this opportunity." She shook Whitefall's hand, taking extra care in making sure her grip was firm but not overbearing. "I've been an admirer of yours for a while."

She sat down in the chair across from her, one leg crossing over the other. The black button-down she wore pulled, hinting at supple breasts. Everything was subtle yet tantalizing about Nadia. Dark lashes framed amber irises that held a note of unspoken cunning. Her shirt had been tailored to show off her slim waist that gave way to curvaceous hips and lean legs. Everything was hidden, and yet, one could begin to imagine what may have laid beneath the layers of professionalism. Nadia had done her homework on Whitefall. She'd found an interview dating back years ago that had hinted at the doctor's affections for the fairer sex. It had only been rumors of course, but she needed this internship. Nothing was beneath her.

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The woman in front of Selena was certifiably exotic. Selena liked exotic. The handshake even left the older woman thinking Nadia's skin felt different. For a moment, a vision flashed across her mind of straddling atop Nadia while giving a deep massage. She wanted to know if all of Nadia felt like that, but there would be time for that later.

"You're welcome, and thank you. It's always nice to meet a fan." The smile she offered in response to the praise was practiced by now, bordering on cynical. "Shall we get tight to it?" Suddenly interested in actually learning about the person opposite her, Selena tapped the tablet a few times to bring up some files. "Could you tell me a little about your schooling? These reports all look impressive, and I'm sure they are or you wouldn't be here, but I'm not exactly familiar with education systems outside the country." Handing the floor to Nadia, Selena tapped along and glossed over notes from former instructors as they were referenced. After a minute or so, she let out a small groan and rolled her neck to the side while massaging it. "Sorry for interrupting, I've just been in this chair for so long now that my body is apparently in protest." It was a lie, but an innocent one she felt she could get away with. As her crimson hair fell to the side, Selena leveraged the new sightline for a better look down Nadia's cleavage. Each breast looked to be a satisfying handful... or mouthful. Whether that last button had gone undone accidentally, or by design, Selena didn't care.

"Well, I must say it's an impressive resume. Almost up there with mine." She gave a wink and small chuckle while a voice in the back of her mind questioned the remark. She hadn't compared anyone's intelligence to her own in years. Granted, this Nadia did have a respectable path laid out behind her, but it was something else entirely to garner the Doctor's attention when it came to academics. Maybe she'd be good for something in the lab after all. "Well, I think I've seen and heard all I need to." Rising to her feet, Selena brushed away some wrinkles in her coat and made sure the bulge in her pants wasn't yet noticeable. "How would you like to be at the forefront of medical science?" She extended her hand once more, this time with a genuine smile.

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Good. She liked an employer who got straight to the point. Nadia had spent years listening to professors and scientists drone on and on about responsibilities and different tasks she'd undertake should she pursue research. She'd memorized the script they all used. Honeyed eyes focused on the center of Whitefall's glasses rather than the glistening sapphires scrutinizing her every breath. Her finger tapped idly against her leg---the most she'd outwardly fidget.

Nadia lunged for the opportunity to list her schooling. She'd graduated early with a bachelor's in microbiology and a minor in chemistry. The list of programs and internships she'd previously been in was nearly unending, as were the copious letters of recommendation she'd had previous mentors send to Whitefall's receptionist. However, she hardly finished talking about her experience before a groan interrupted her. Nadia took in a measured breath as her oceanic gaze fell a touch too low. The attention brought a soft hue of warmth to her cheeks. "It's not a problem at all," she said. She was disappointed, but it didn't seem as though the prestigious woman was interested in what her education had to offer...

The wink sent her way deepened the color on her cheeks, but she willed herself not to look away or allow her pleasant, professional exterior to crumble. She was there to get a job. Nothing else. "That's generous," she said, appreciating the lie. Nadia's resume didn't hold a candle to Whitefall's. It was certainly impressive, but the awards she'd won were hardly more than children's participation trophies in comparison.

Nadia blinked up at her, briefing stunned. Was she offering her the job? Right there? Right now? She stood up, forcing the look of shock off her face. "I would be honored." She took the hand that was offered to her. "I can't wait to get started. Any training I need to get done can be started as soon as you're willing to have me." This couldn't be real. She was dreaming. She had to be dreaming! God, this was a dream come true. "When can I start?"

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"If you can put your education to practice, and follow directions then that's all I'll need from you." The handshake was brief, and much shakier than the last but Selena would forgive Nadia for that. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity after all. "I'm planning on changing the world again, and the government practically expects me to. For that I need another me by my side, and you're the closest I think I'll get." She grabbed a small bag and slipped the tablet and stylus inside it before stepping towards the door and gesturing for Nadia to follow.

"It'll be a few days. I need to send off that you're who I've decided to hire and then that needs to go through some other asinine channels before we actually gain access to the lab." She took her glasses off, folded them carefully, and then slipped them into a side pocket of her bag. "The facilities are already prepared, several pieces of my own work have already been moved and are now simply wasting time." Shaking her hair out, Selena let out a contented sigh at being done with the day. "I have to jump through all these hoops because the government doesn't like giving this much money to just one person. Unless of course that person is sitting in a particularly round room in a notably white building." She cut herself off there, not wanting to delve into politics. "Is this number your primary means of communication? I'll text you the time and address once we can get started."

The next three days were hell for Selena. She'd been told it would take one day to process Nadia's hire, then another to establish the two of them within the lab. She believed the universe itself was conspiring against her as the second day went by without word. Then the third came and went. Finally, four days since the interview, the two women were at the door of their new lab. There was an elevator before a series of hallways before they reached the correct space. Selena silently lamented that she didn't have a building to herself, any potential for outside eyes peering at her work was more than she wanted. However she'd been promised that the security around them was top of the line. She appreciated the combination of a keycard and fingerprint being needed to gain access.

"Alright. We'll get our bearings by cataloging what's already here and what has yet to arrive. No doubt anything has been put in logical place, so I hope you're good at establishing organizational systems." To anyone else, the lab may as well have been a set piece for a science fiction film. To Selena, it was impressive but expected. Walking through, she pointed out the machines to Nadia. She trusted her new assistant to already be familiar with most of the equipment, but some pieces had to be specially brought in from outside the country. "Oh, and lastly, before we get started proper. This room back here." Opening a door at the back of the lab, Selena introduced a moderately sized room with two beds in it. "I'm prone to working myself to near exhaustion and have fallen asleep in front of microscopes more than once. Seeing as I was given design control, I figured I could make that less of an issue." She had her own apartment, but likely wouldn't spend much time there at all now that she was somewhere she could properly call home. "You don't need to sleep here, but be ready to find me here if you can't anywhere else. I won't expect you to work as hard as I do, not at first anyway. Just know that you'll be paid for whatever time you're here. I'll find something for you to do, in one capacity or another."

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Perfect teeth rested on her bottom lip in a poor attempt to contain her grin. "I won't disappoint," she promised. An opportunity of a lifetime had been laid at her feet, and she wasn't one to spoil such things. Nearly all of her teachers praised her for being hardworking and relentless. She would ensure Whitefall could say the same about her. Nadia stepped past the woman into the room where she'd once been anxiously waiting. She wondered what her past self would have said if she told her she'd been hired on the spot. "That's unfortunate." She was ready to prove herself, but of course, there were procedures and steps that needed to be taken first. She'd already submitted all of her documents, but now that was hired, she was sure they would want to go over them again and make sure she wasn't some kind of spy or idiotic kid who'd lied their way through the vetting process. "Oh," she pulled out her phone as if to check, "yes, that's my number. Feel free to call or text anytime. I'll be ready when you are."

And she was. Nadia arrived thirty minutes early and was waiting for Whitefall in the lobby. She wore similar attire to when she'd seen her at the interview, save her blouse was navy blue instead of black, and her hair had been neatly pulled back into a ponytail. She followed behind the doctor, memorizing the route taken to the lab and making silent judgments on the paintings mounted on bland walls. Luckily, Whitefall's lab lacked the oppressive nature the rest of the building maintained.

She'd worked with quite a bit of the equipment before, but there were some new machines she'd never seen or had only read about. The grants had clearly been substantial. "I strive for efficiency," she said, already noting what spaces should be dedicated to certain processes to ensure the best layout for the lab. However, before she could get started, she was led to the back of the room where a door opened up to reveal two beds. Nadia had never seen a lab with a room to sleep in, but she supposed it wasn't too out of the ordinary. After all, hospitals had rooms for their doctors to sleep in should they need it. "Doctor Whitefall, I hope you'll find I can be as driven as you." Nothing irked her more than being underestimated. She was young and perhaps untried, but she would earn her position as an excellent intern and assistant. "If you're working, I'm working."

She turned back to the lab and rested her hands on her hips. "Now, I was thinking..." Nadia moved through the room, pointing out where she thought certain machines should be and how they should organize their workspaces. While she spoke, she typed down a list of supplies as Whitefall had asked. Once they finished, the doctor would promptly find an email with the list in her inbox. "They really didn't know what they were doing," she remarked once she'd finished. Everything had been lazily placed. It'd take her at least a day to have everything neatly organized, and that was if she was willing to stay late and work. "Do you have an office," she asked, glancing up from her phone to the woman. "I could organize that as well, if you'd like."

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"Is that so?" Claiming to be able to keep up with the doctor had piqued Selena's interest in Nadia even more.  "While I appreciate confidence, there is no shame in waiting to see just how high the bar is before you state you can clear it." Closing the door to the secondary bedroom, Selena headed back into the lab proper. "I have a decade of experience on you, and I ran myself into the ground more than once around your age." Selena flicked a switch and listened to the machine whir to life. "I didn't have someone like me to study and learn from. Not that my mentors were subpar in any way." Stepping with a turn, she was facing Nadia again, now closer than a strictly professional relationship might allow. "I've missed things. Events with family and friends, glossed over milestones that would have been worth celebrating if I hadn't been blindly focused on the even taller mountains behind them." Her right hand shifted in her pocket, and Selena turned away to stop the impulse that would have seen her caress Nadia's cheek. "This field, the work we do... it's not uncommon for people like us to sacrifice pieces of themselves as they pursue it. Hold onto your humanity as long as you can Ms. Anika. If that means taking a nap here and there, consider it an order."

A deep exhale marked the end of Selena's musings and she strolled through the now organized space. It really had been haphazard before. Not to the blame of the movers of course, they likely barely understood the value of this equipment, let alone what any of the machines purposes were. Now it had been refined into several efficient micro-stations within the lab as a whole. Each woman could comfortably work on her own project independently, and with minimal movement required for almost anything. There were still small improvements that could be made in certain niche areas, but by now Selena was more than familiar with the efficiency paradox. At one point in her life she'd been so focused on making sure everything was perfect, could be performed in the smallest amount of time, and with the highest level of accuracy. The cost of this obsession was a staggeringly reduced quantity of work when compared to her peers who simply 'found something that worked, and did it'.

"I do, and so do you." Tucked away in a couple side corners were a pair of desks and chairs. "I appreciate the offer, but I believe personal effects should remain exactly that. We'll be spending incredible amounts of time together. It's easy for ones such as ourselves to slowly meld into on person if they don't make a point of anchoring who they are." Her use of the word 'incredible' was deliberate as Selena opened a drawer on the desk she'd claimed. "Besides, there's currently nothing to organize." The drawer was empty and the desk itself was void of anything. "Feel free to decorate and store within yours anything you see fit. Obviously if you'd think to bring anything illegal in here, don't. Not without warning me anyway." Her last statement likely still sounded like a warning or a threat, even with the wink that followed it and Selena playfully placing a finger over her lips." Now what do you say we finally get some work done? A few of my more stable projects were moved in with the equipment, so why don't we start opening boxes, referencing my old notes, and documenting any changes or improvements?"

[Assistant]
Manicured hands folded behind her back as she took in Whitefall. She loomed over her without trying, oozing power and confidence most couldn't so much as hope to exude. Painted lips parted, then shut. Enthusiasm was always welcomed... in healthy amounts. She had no doubt she could keep up with Whitefall. She'd kept pace with other mentors she'd had in the past, and while her newest employer was nothing like them, she doubted she'd push much harder than they had. But her thoughts of proving her worth melted as Whitefall took a step too close. She looked up into those endless sapphires. The stoic mask she wore cracked as the hard set of her brow softened, and she felt heat lick along her cheeks. The way she smelled was intoxicating, forcing her to pull in a thick breath. She blinked slowly, drunk on the euphoria of being beneath a woman who could single-handedly build her future... or destroy it.

"Understood," she said, her voice a touch softer than she'd intended. Whitefall moved away from her, and Nadia took a moment to compose herself. She pocketed her phone and followed behind her, watching intently for any sign of disapproval. There would always be areas of improvement, but given the time she'd had, she'd done a damn good job. Lifting heavy machines wasn't her forte, but years of disciplined yoga and the occasional visit to the gym kept her fit enough to not need to ask for assistance.

The desk she was led to wasn't exactly an office, but it was a mutual space where they could take a break from lab work. She bit the inside of her lip, wondering what she'd put on her desk to maintain her image while also making the drab wall in front of her desk bearable. Nadia glanced at Whitefall, caught off guard by the wink. "I-I wouldn't dream of that," she stuttered. One of the questions on the application had discussed alcohol and drug usage. She'd put 'rarely' when asked if she drank and had put she'd never used or tried drugs before. Of course, she'd answered truthfully, and the drug test they'd had her do confirm that. There was too much for her to lose if she so much as dabbled in drugs. She never knew when a surprise drug test would be scheduled, and it wasn't worth the risk.

Nadia licked the dryness off her lips and walked over to her desk, snooping through the empty drawers. She'd definitely have to keep some snacks around. "Yes." She instantly perked up at the mention of being able to do something. Anything. Nadia simply wanted to be useful. "Point me in the right direction and I'll start." She was happy to look over Whitefall's notes on her own if needed to familiarize herself with her studies. Happy was an understatement. She was ecstatic. She was getting to see the Doctor Whitefall's newest work---unpublished work. If she was lucky, Whitefall would let her write the article and put her name as one of the authors. There was no hiding her excitement. She practically lunged at the opportunity to begin their research. Anything Whitefall asked, she did without complaint. Hell, if she had her sorting through Sulverrin Leaves or making media, she wouldn't have minded. So long as she was instructed to do something, Nadia worked quietly and with an efficiency most interns her age would have struggled to so much as try to achieve. It was clear that all the experience on her resume wasn't just to make it long and look puffed up.

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The work that was available to them was mundane at best to Selena. What few projects she allowed outside eyes to see were things she'd already told the world about. Primarily her work on Sulverrin based fertility treatments. Like most things in the medical field, the success rate wasn't one hundred percent. However it had restored and enhanced the virility in both male and female tests subjects at a rate no lower than ninety percent so she'd been called a global success and even 'The Herald of a New Generation'. What she and Nadia had before them were more of the same experiments with subtle tweaks to the original formula. It was no longer her focus, but she'd never completely give up on attempting to eke out even one more percent reliably.

"Humor me Ms. Anika, wager a guess as to why I looked to Sulverrin for my fertility research." She doubted the young woman would even get close, but that was fine. Currently Nadia was walking a thin line between curious and intelligent student, and excitable fangirl. Selena could work with either, she simply had to find out which one Nadia was more inclined to. Finally sharing the secret to her discovery that had literally changed the world should be a sufficient catalyst. "A rare plant. Difficult to cultivate outside its natural habitat. Oh, and of course, well documented to be one of the most toxic organic substances on the planet." She returned the vials she'd been handling to their cabinet. She was disappointed at a continued lack of results, but not surprised. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw Nadia gazing at something with more than academic curiosity.

"Hmm? What have you got---" Her eyes widened as she recognized the specimen. It was a drastic turn on the original formula that made use of kethris slag. The substance itself isn't rare or unknown, it's a fairly common byproduct of many alchemical reactions. For decades it was seen only as waste runoff not unlike the charred wood that remains after a fire or the obscene amount of whey produced when making Greek yogurt. More recently it had shown promise in defense contracting as it could be refined down into cheap, dense munitions. One didn't need an arms contract to obtain the material, but it was no doubt shocking to see it here.

Once again, Selena entered Nadia's space. The concept of personal space seemed unnecessary to the doctor. If she needed something that was on the other side of someone, she was going to brush up against and reach over, under, or around them to get it. Not only that though, in this moment she found herself somewhat hypnotized by Nadia's fascination. She'd mentally prepared to be put on a pedestal by whoever she hired, but Nadia was obviously intelligent and any compliments or praise weren't baseless gushing. She clearly wanted to learn from, and maybe even surpass her mentor. As all this dawned on Selena, she found the warmth of blush in her cheeks, and between her legs.


[User] Groping her ass cheeks, Ian put her on a steady rhythm, bouncing her hips over and over while she easily lubricated his cock. "Oh you're just the right amount of tight... like a slippery fist jerking me off!" He moaned hotly while he squeezed her ass hotly. "You're a dirty girl aren't you? A very dirty girl..."

[Assistant] She leaned up nipping at his jaw not wanting to make him have marks all over his neck and jaw, Scarlet kept the pace he set for her slipping him slightly deeper filling her like a perfect puzzle piece "I'm very dirty sexy" she moaned.

[User] "Mm how dirty is dirty? Could I have fucked your little ass? Right out the gate?" He asked her, ramping up his thrusts as he felt her ass cheeks clap against his thighs hotly. "Because I haven't came in a few weeks... I may need to fuck your ass before we even get near that Chinese food!"

[Assistant] Scarlet smirked moaning as her head tilted back "You could've if you really wanted to I mean you are the boss" she spoke through moans knowing her body could handle almost anything. She definitely knew he was hot but this just made her body quiver in excitement "I can go all night if you need me to." she added.

[User] "I may need to!" Ian moaned out, pulling her hips down faster and harder, feeling his balls fly up to smack her groin. Spanking to Her ass cheek, Ian could feel she had the perfect fistful of ass cheek, he was getting addicted to her quickly and soon he knew he wouldn't be without her.

[Assistant] Scarlet didn't really mind if he needed to stay they'd probably just forget about the food anyways as good as he felt pulling her down harder and faster, it was obviously causing her body to go on and shake against him "Fuck me yes please" she moaned out arching her back as she tightened around him.

[User] Grabbing her by the hair, Ian pulled her head back, and began to kiss and suckle his way across her neck, leaving little hickeys along her neck. Leaving his marks all over her neck. Slamming her down onto his lap, he lifted her, rolled them over and sat her on the couch, kneeling at cushion height so he'd have a direct drive into her tunnel.

[Assistant] Gasping shocked he'd leave so many marks Scarlet was majorly into the hot rough sex they were having, it made her realize how lonely it truly was to be living alone. But Scarlet moaned louder as he slammed her down onto his lap before moving her exactly where he wanted her "Fuck you're extremely hot" she mumbled.

[User] "You're not too bad yourself!" He moaned as he held her hips and thrust harder and faster into her. Ian watched her tits bounce happily, her body otherwise taking his impact flawlessly. "Oh yes Scarlet! I wanna cum inside you! I'm gonna flood your cunty to its limit."

[Assistant] She bounced with his thrust making it easier for him to bounce her by the hips, her body getting used to the roughness of him enjoying the ride. Scarlet moaned and whined out as he stated he was going to cum in her, that was something she hoped for but was definitely nervous about "mm you better cum for me I want you to fill me up until I'm leaking your mess for days" she moaned feeling herself getting close herself.

[User] "Can do!" Ian slammed into her over and over again, just until he felt that trigger flip, as he then stabbed into core before he burst. Moaning hard, he erupted, filling her small little chamber with all of his messy sperm. He held onto her shoulder and her thigh, keeping himself stable as he felt his cock spit out one more bolt of jizz before he was over.

[Assistant] Scarlet's climax erupted as her body just shook against him as her head tilted back rubbing his chest moaning, not believing that she had just gotten fucked her new neighbor who was damn good at filling her tight pussy.

[User] "Oh... Scarlet! Oh god! You're too good... too fucking good! I haven't fucked this good for so long..." He panted softly as he pulled out of her, slapping his cock against her thigh, watching it spit out little drools of cum onto her skin. "Oh fuck yeah..." Ian sighed happily.

[Assistant] Scarlet just laid there watching him pull out of her and his cock dripping cum on her "Mm I guess I try" she spoke through a giggle before scooping her finger through his cum that landed on her skin bringing it up to her lips and sucking it off her finger.

[User] "There's an idea..." Ian chuckled, then climbing up onto the couch as he aimed his semi hard cock towards her lips. "Clean me off... clean my cock before I fuck your little butt!" He moaned with a chuckling grin, he was really having the time of his life with her and her dirty antics. He had gotten supremely lucky winding up beside her.

[Assistant] Licking her lower lip as he put his cock in front of her face, Scarlet just blushed a little before she began sucking on his tip looking up to him, she moved so more of his length could go into her mouth while she swirled her tongue around him moaning softly.

[User] Moaning happily, Ian slipped his hand into her hair and slowly began to push and pump his shaft into her mouth. "Oh fuck Scarlet... so good! Mm hot little mouth..."

[Assistant] Scarlet's mouth easily slipped his length completely in her mouth as she grazed her teeth against the sides and her tongue flicked against his cock sucking as her head began to bob, she literally wanted everything this man could give her and that was the plan.

[User] "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I love your mouth... but I gotta stop before I just fuck your face wholly! I want your ass! Now!" Ian panted softly before he pulled free with a pop of her lips. He backed off her and pulled her off the couch, making her get on her hands and knees for him. "Doggy is the only way to fuck the backdoor!"

[Assistant] Getting on all fours Scarlet teased a little and shook her hips making her ass cheeks jiggle "Mm come and get it then" she giggled softly closing her eyes awaiting the moment she got fucked in the ass, of course it had been awhile but something felt like it'd be perfect.

[User] Spanking her ass gently, then harder, he slapped her butthole with his cock, slowly pushing his head against her rectum before he every so gently began to push inside her. He weaseled his tip inside before he slowly rolled his hips, wedging himself while she acclimated to his size and heat. "Oh yes baby! God it's so tight!"

[Assistant] Scarlet moaned softly as he slid into her back hole her hips moving back into him trying to keep movements in sync with his "Hmmm fuck my ass" she mumbled arching her back.

[User] Moaning hotly, Ian grabbed hold of her hips and slowly began to push more inside her, feeling her rectum easily push back against him. "Oh you're so fucking tight! Remind me to bring lube next time!" He teased out with an audible smile.

[Assistant] Scarlet moaned out feeling him go deeper as her back arched "Mm I'm sure you can remember" she spoke gripping the floor a bit, she loved this so much that she could only moan and move against him slowly.

[User] Before too long, Ian had a slow rhythm going, a rhythm that seemed to get just deep enough inside her to make her body squeak and flex around him. "God your butt is so damn cute! I absolutely love it! I love your fucking butt!"

[Assistant] Scarlet blushed brightly leaning her head back letting her moans out back to back "Mm I love your cock but I bet you do love my ass" she mumbled in love with the idea of this becoming a regular thing.

[User] He grabbed her by the hair, twirling her hair around his fingers as he grabbed hold of her ass and began to pound her slightly harder. For a few moments, the room was just Scarlet moaning and his hips clapping as he slapped her ass cheeks repeatedly. Ian stared down, watching her stretched hole take his cock over and over.

[Assistant] She could feel her body just shaking from the pleasure she was receiving from Ian's cock stuck up her ass, Scarlet kept moaning louder and louder for more "mm you're so sexy you're gonna make me cum again" she muttered.

[User] "Good! I want you to cum before I fill your hole with my cum!" He moaned out hotly as he pulled her hips harder, clapping her cheeks against his hips. He felt his balls swinging and slapping her pussy underneath, he wondered if he could last longer than she could, he knew he was already close to bursting.

[Assistant] Scarlet felt her body slowly giving out from the force he was using as she tried to hold out a few minutes longer, she just felt her body clench and shake as he thrust "Oh fuck I'm cu-" she trailed off finally finishing with a loud moan cumming.

[User] Pounding into her butthole, he could feel his torso starting to clench up, threatening an orgasm, but too his surprise he just manage to hold out past her orgasm. As she burst hotly, Ian slammed inside her and burst hard, painting her inner hole with all of his hot seed. "Oh my god! Scarlet! Scarlet!"

[Assistant] Gasping at the impact of her body and his meeting and getting a deeper connection emotionally and physically from the two cumming "Fuck" Scarlet moaned gripping the couch she still couldn't believe that they were already fucking.

[User] Ian held onto her hips with both hands, gripping onto her as he jolted a few more times, filling her inner tubing with his hot mess. "Oh my god Scarlet! So fucking tight... so tight... I can't just have it once... I need this to be a thing... a very hot... very good thing."

[Assistant] Scarlet was almost breathless but heard every word he spoke causing a grin to form upon her lips "Well let's make it a thing" she mumbled loving the way he gripped her hips and filled her up with his mess, but somehow it sorta felt more of something.

[User] "Let's make it a thing indeed..." Ian hummed out softly as he slowly leaned over her body, eased his hands up to her chest, and gently rubbed his fingers against her. "You feel so good... can I keep you?" He asked with a teasing smile,.just before he dropped his head to her middle shoulders.

[Assistant] Her body was always collapsed against the couch moaning softly feeling his hands go to her chest "Mm if you really want to keep me" Scarlet responded with a soft tone of voice her body just under his control.

[User] Unable to properly hold a good conversation, Ian went quiet, slowly ushered them to the floor on their sides, and just held onto her. "Let's hope... this Chinese can be reheated..." He finally moaned out, his voice wavering softly as he laid behind her.

[Assistant] Scarlet just laid looking at his face for a few moments noticing he had gone quiet too but of course she just liked being in his embrace, not too long after laying down on the floor he spoke a simple regard to the Chinese food they had order "I've had it plenty of times warmed up so it'll still be pretty good" she spoke softly.

[User] Smirking softly, Ian nodded gently, laying back to just enjoying the embrace of her body against his. "Can you believe it if I told you, that I don't do this very often? Just randomly decide to court a woman I just met in a few minutes?"

[Assistant] Moving her leg over his waist nuzzling into him closer "I mean you're a great looking guy so I'm sure you could but I don't think you do it often" Scarlet responded closing her eyes moving her head to the crook of his neck.

[User] "I just felt a spark around you... you don't find that as often as you think..." Ian still decided to keep his occupation a secret, st least for now, it just didn't seem right to air drop that on her when she seemed to be fairly content just keeping him all too herself.

[Assistant] Scarlet breathed in his scent relaxing even more enjoying the feeling of being wanted and most of all safe in a man's arms for the first time in awhile "Sparks are difficult to find nowadays especially certain ones" she mumbled in response.

[User] Pulling her directly atop his chest, Ian rubbed her back and shoulders firmly, easily able to tell she felt a sense of safety with him. Not exactly what he was going to expect, but he wouldn't dismiss it. He just kept his rubbing to her middle back, letting her soak it in as long as they could maintain it.

[Assistant] Scarlet wasn't always so clingy to any man but her whole guard went down with him for some reason "Sorry.. I just haven't been this close with to anyone in a little while" she apologized for the clinging hoping he didn't think it was odd for her to just want to be held.

[User] "I'm not complaining. It doesn't hurt to have someone show their interest in you." Ian told her with his sincere smile, holding her side with a gentle hand, trying to make sure she didn't think he was gonna try and slink off, as one could assume would happen.

[Assistant] Scarlet definitely had some abandonment and trust issues but with him it felt different from all perspectives "I suppose but we should probably heat up our food" she spoke softer her voice almost sleepy from his warm embrace.

[User] "I can agree with that, we'll need some sort of strength at this rate." Ian chuckled, alluding to possibly more mischief to come, should she be up for it. He slowly moved to get her upright, knowing that if she had her way, they'd probably be laid on the floor all night. Which didn't seem like a bad idea, but they needed food.

[Assistant] Scarlet gave a soft giggle before standing up offering a hand to him so he could pull himself up plus she enjoyed his touch "I can't keep you all night on the floor even if I wanted to" she teased.

[User] "I'm sure you'd try." Ian winked to her before he patted her backside, and followed her lead back into the kitchen, his nostrils faintly smelling the Chinese. "Kudos to the driver for his speed, but we'll have to account for that next time."

[Assistant] Scarlet giggled before walking to the counter getting the food out of the bag it came in "Could you grab me two plates up in the cabinet please" she questioned him pointing to the cabinet above a picture of her little cousin and her.

[User] Moving to the cabinet, Ian took out the plates as instructed, his eyes wandering to a picture of her and another, seemingly family member. "Whose this? Family member? I've noticed you're not totally a picture type of person..."

[Assistant] Scarlet looked up at him for a moment before grabbing something to dish the food onto the plates "That's um my cousin pictures aren't really my thing because no one comes over or I don't entirely love the way I look" she spoke softly answering his question and explaining at least a few reasons she hates pictures.

[User] "I can relate. I don't like seeing myself in videos or pictures oddly enough." Ian replied back, shrugging it off as he realized he felt the same way internally. He walked back to her side with the plates, vaguely thinking back to the time he saw himself in one of his own movies, he didn't truthfully enjoy it, or st least seeing himself, that felt odd for him.

[Assistant] Taking one of the plates to scoop his food into it humming lightly before turning to put the plate in the microwave before setting the time "I used to love being in pictures though" Scarlet spoke before she bit her bottom lip.

[User] "And something changed? I won't pry. I know how it feels to have everything... change. I understand." Ian told her softly, he was able to see the writing on the wall. Her need for touch, lack of pictures, she had been hurt pretty bad before. He had been too. But that didn't discourage him.

[Assistant] Scarlet just nodded her head watching the microwave as it counted down warming the food "Changed drastically" she spoke as her body shifted towards the counter feeling herself just tense up a bit.

[User] "You don't have to say more... I understand perfectly." He told her, just before Ian stood a little closer, giving her the option to either remain where she stood, or move to hold onto him. "For what it's worth, I happen to find you very charming now, I can promise you that."

[Assistant] Blushing lightly Scarlet moved close to him putting her arms around his neck feeling the need to be close to him like before "I guess you have some baggage too hmm? But I'm glad you can find me charming you're quite the charmer yourself" she spoke softly.

[User] Turning to face her as she out her arms up around his neck, Ian held onto her hips, rubbing them slowly. "It happens. We take the time we need to heal, and we move on. Simple. It's just no one can tell us how much time needs to pass or what needs to happen during that time to help us. Such is life."

[Assistant] She just laid her head upon his shoulder "Thank you for actually accepting the invite over" Scarlet closed her eyes her body just relaxing into his rubbing the back of his neck.

[User] "Thanks for not beating the hell out of me when I grabbed your hips. I'll admit, it was very risky but I'm glad you also found the spark with me." Ian told her, smirking as he pulled her up onto the counter, his intention was now to make her smile.

[Assistant] She couldn't help but smile at his statement "Well I guess I still could if I wanted to" Scarlet teased with a soft giggle surprised that her mood switched so quickly with him.

[User] "After such a fun time? Why ruin the mood?" He asked her as he kissed her slowly, holding her chin gently before the microwave went off, beeping for their attention. Breaking the kiss, Ian pulls the door open and pulls one plate out, before he went to put the second plate in.

[Assistant] Scarlet kissed back causing pure butterflies to erupt in her stomach once they were both getting into the kiss he broke the kiss to tend to the microwave getting his food out replacing it with hers.

[User] "We gotta work on our pace and timing though, otherwise we're gonna get caught off guard a lot more often than not." Ian chuckled as he returned to her, nestling in between her knees. "Plus we still gotta eat or we're gonna pass out during something..."

[Assistant] Scarlet wrapped her legs around his waist since he decided to get between them "As long as I pass out with you it should be fine" she spoke softly unsure of why she felt the way she did about Ian but she didn't hate the feeling "you can go ahead and eat ya know" she added.

[User] "I couldn't agree more... I'll wait, I don't care to eat without company." Ian told her with a smirk before he pulled her in for another slow kiss, a warm and tender kiss that just kept deepening. Luckily, before he got too heavy, the microwave went off again, halting their progress.

[Assistant] She definitely didn't want him to leave her grasp nor even leave her lips the kiss was unbelievably deep, Scarlet tried ignoring the microwave for a bit knowing the kiss was creating her body to heat up she decided to bite on his bottom lip.

[User] He growled a hum back to her as he pushed back into her lips, kissing her hotly. "Greedy now... I like that... I like that a lot..." Ian mumbled softly to her lips as he held onto her hips, pressing himself along her front.

[Assistant] Scarlet definitely was greedy to have Ian again but they probably should've ate first though her body just didn't want to let this man go from her grasp, Scarlet scooted towards the edge of the counter getting closer to him but of course the microwave kept an annoying reminder that the food was heated.

[User] Reaching over to the microwave, Ian clicked it open to stop it from beeping annoyingly in their ears, but as he returned, he had the devil in his gaze. He leaned down to her neck, kissed across her flesh, and cupped her ass, or what wasn't pressed to the counter top. He then pulled her tight to his lap, grinding against her slowly.

[Assistant] It was obvious they probably wouldn't be eating just yet due to the two wanting each other "mm I need you" she whined out moving her head to the side giving him more room, Scarlet definitely craved this man so badly.

[User] "Mm you're a needy thing... I like that..." He moaned to her as he lifted her legs up onto his torso. Once her feet hung above his head, he reached below, pushed himself into her pussy and slowly began to pump inside her. "Oh fuck yes! Fuck Scarlet! You feel too good..!"

[Assistant] Scarlet couldn't help but moan out leaning her head back quite a bit feeling him thrust up into her causing her body to jolt a bit "fuck you're so hot please fuck me" she muttered out feeling her back arch.

[User] Holding her knees and lower thighs, Ian slapped his hips to hers, moaning hotly as she shook hard from each strike of his body. "Oh god! You can take a fucking beating can't you? Oh fuck yes! Yes!" He moaned hotly, slapping his hips faster and harder.

[Assistant] Scarlet moved her hips into his moaning trying to enhance the friction between the two, her arms automatically became weakened slipping down his back gently digging her nails into his back "only for the best men who have a huge dick" she spoke through a giggle.

[User] "Only to the best woman with the best tight pussy!" Ian moaned out, rolling her onto her side, laying one leg onto the counter. He held onto her one leg and continued to slap his hips into hers, watching his cock vanish inside her hot pussy. "OH Fuck! I'm gonna cum again!"

[Assistant] Scarlet moaned out loudly feeling her pussy tighten around his cock "OH FUCK cum for me" she pleaded in a whine mixed in with a moan, she knew she'd never been able to do a whole night of fucking but she felt pretty good tonight.


[User]
At a young age, Kevin Cox's father who was a famous adventurer handed him a book that told the story of this legendary Island. An Island of Amazonian like women, who lived in harmony with one another in peace far from the deceit, murder, distrust that reigned supreme in their man ruled world. An island that was ruled by women and only saw prosperity. Kevin's mother and brother lost their lives the night Kevin was born to the same distrust and deceit that caused his father to lose his almost 2 decades later. During the time it was only him and his father, Kevin was trained and bred in the ways of his father and his father constantly made mention about how when he was old enough, and ready, they would travel the sea's to find this Island, in hopes on earning their place amongst the women and finally living in harmony and peace; far away from death.

The day his father died, Kevin had turned 17 not too long before and he finally decided he was ready. He spent the next 5 years gathering scrolls, books, journals about this Island, reading about their history, trying to find it's whereabouts. People called him a madman and said he was looking for something imaginary. But Kevin didn't think his father crazy.

Eventually, under all the material he had gathered on this island, he found a map that led to the other side of the world, through the sea. He knew this would mean two things; he either found this Island, or he would die at sea and Kevin was at peace with his decision. He packed his belongings and commandeered a small ship, sailing through the sea for days seemingly without end. Battling through storms, but following his map still until he arrived at the island the map led him too.

It looked nothing like what he had read in books or scrolls, but it was somewhere... Kevin halted his ship at the shore of this island and started to wonder through the extremely vast jungle and eventually, he came to a stop. Feeling lost, confused, afraid, wondering if his father was a madman and if he had just followed in his steps. But... Kevin soon heard... multiple loud thumps on the ground approaching him and they sounded like... horses?

[Assistant]
Thundering hooves galloped over the hill of the island, each one equipped with a tall, curvy, dark skinned woman, all with tight ponytails in their hair. There was at least eight of them that crested the hill, all seemingly taking on the role of foot solider, while one extra large horse came over the hill, the ground nearly exploding as it ran.

Atop this horse, was a pale woman, covered in dark freckles, clad in heavy layered fabric, and had her hair tied into large dreadlocks. She had a mean and powerful expression, one that seemed to command the small legion of riders without audible orders. Taking the horse up near Kevin, the leader seemed to keep her horse trotting back and forth, her eyes never leaving the stranger on the island.

[User]
Kevin heard the powerful, thunderous sounds of the hoofs only get louder and soon, he was surrounded by his quick count, 8 or 9 horses, mounted by huge, curvy women. He had to clean his eyes lightly as the leader approached. He turned his head from side to side to make sure he was seeing correctly, but he was... they were all women... tall... powerful looking women.

_Could it be?_ He for a moment couldn't even speak, his eyes frantically moving from woman to woman... eventually, his eyes settled on their obvious leader and he could finally speak.. "Am... am... am I on... Amazon Island?" he asked softly.

[Assistant]
The leader stared down upon him, pushing a hot breath through her nostrils, much like the horse she rode. Instead of answering like the average stranger might, the leader equipped a hefty looking club, charged past him, and swung, barely tapping his head. It probably didn't even feel like he just got hit in the head by a club, but he did, and in a way that would have knocked him out cleanly.

Kevin was then wrangled onto the back of the leaders horse, and with a silent stare, the other eight riders all went out to begin collecting his belongings, taking them both back to camp with them, albeit without the resistance of a squirming male.

Once Kevin came to consciousness, he would find himself tied at the wrists to the center pole of the tent he was in, stripped naked, and in the presence of only a singular female. This woman, however, seemed different than all the others he had the privilege of seeing. This one seemed to be much more... diplomatic, versus the warrior who had picked him up. This woman had golden blonde hair, tied up into a bun, while her skin was pristine, and a healthy shade of peach. Her ass was as big as one could be before it was too egregious, her hips were well proportioned, and her breasts looked to be a heavy handful. She was dressed in a tanned leather dress, except this one mimicked the 'virgin killer' dress design, where it was missing the whole back portion below her shoulders, and ended st a point where Kevin could clearly see the beginning of her butt crack. She was dutifully searching a book, her big rear end aimed toward Kevin.

[User]
Kevin thought, assumed, he'd get at least an answer from the leader. 'Who wants to know.', 'How did you find us', 'What are you doing here', Something of that nature. But she just rode towards him and before he could get a chance to dodge, he was clobbered and immediately asleep.

Kevin groaned as he came back to consciousness, his head banging, his mouth dry. As his eyes opened he immediately noticed he was naked, chained to a pole by the wrists and in a brand new environment. He tugged at the chains and they barely even shook.

He looked up and to his surprise, he was met with possibly, the fattest ass he had ever seen. He stared at her body, looking over her bare back, but his eyes mainly fixated on her ass. It was magnificent. Even in bondage on a strange Island, all he could think of was burying his face between those fat cheeks and licking her holes, worshipping that ass and his cock duly agreed.

After several moments of ogling at her ass... he finally spoke to get her attention. "Where am I? Why am I chained up? Why am I naked?" He asked, waiting for the woman with the perfect ass to unfortunately turn and address him. "What is going on? Is this Amazon Island?"

[Assistant]
"Outsider! You ask a lot of questions. Give me a chance to explain." She told him, her voice stern, soft, and pleasant to the ears. "I am Elana, the leader of this island you refer to as 'Amazon Island'. I would not refer to it as such. It has only ever been home to us." She explained before she turned to face him, showing off her intricate beadwork necklace, leather bound brazier, and the delicate skirt that did little besides be stretched her thick thighs.

"Not all of us speak your English tongue. Only some do. And 'amazon' is a word everyone knows... but with great infamous connotations. I would refrain from it if I were you. Otherwise, outsider, you have found our home, caused quite the alarm, and we had to make sure you were not unpleasantly armed. I also grew curious of your cut. You are a very... 'healthy' man. I can see." She commented before she nodded to his erection that stood unopposed in his lap.

[User]
Kevin thought he would be disappointed to see her ass turn away from him, but seeing her hips, her body, her thick breasts and he beautiful face, was just as pleasing. He took a few moments to ogle at her front as he did the back before he began to pay attention to what she was saying. He listened attentively to her... hearing that he had actually found Amazon Island... his father was right. He did it. He didn't have a moment to really process this as he still had so much information to take in.

He smiled at her words, blushing even, as he cock grew stiffer. "Thank you... Elana. You're very... healthy as well. You all are. No offense meant." He tugged at the chains again almost by reflex but he wasn't even sure if she noticed it.

"I'm sorry about the use of the phrase Amazon and I will refrain from it. I didn't come here with any ill intentions. As you could probably see from my belongings, I came as an explorer. My father and I studied your people... for ages... and upon his death, I promised myself I'll find here... the island looks so different from what we thought... the fact Amazon is not accepted her is surprising too. Maybe we got all your facts wrong besides your existence. I'm here to learn and join your society... earn my place... live amongst you."

[Assistant]
"All manner of Men have shown up here on our island. All claiming to be of good intentions. I had to kill three men all trying to attack my sisters. So excuse our cautions." Elana told him before she knelt down close to his chained body, her eyes inspecting his stiff as nails cock.

"Searching your belongings, and my general assessment... I would probably be along the mindset that you are more harmless than anything we could do to you. But I am cautious for my sisters. For now... you are to remain here with me. Until I deem you safe."

She told him before she reached down and gently began to tilt his standing cock from side to side, inspecting its girth and length with lusting eyes. "As for earning your place... in time we will see if you are able to or not. Depends on if you behave or not.."

[User]
Kevin listened to her speak and honestly, he understood completely where she was coming from... he was a little surprised to hear that other men were looking for and found this place, not surprised to hear they tried to attack the women.

He was about to speak but she started to touch and tilt his cock, which caused him member to throb against her and his body to twitch. His voice was audibly bothered by the new contact. "I understand... w-why you would be wary. It only makes sense for you to protect your people. I hope I can earn your trust... but what constitutes as good behavior?"

[Assistant]
Slowly, teasing the underside of his soft tip, Elana began to stroke ever so gently. "I will correct you if it is improper behavior... or reward you for good behavior." She told him simply before she began to fully stroke his shaft, top to bottom.

"I've always been mesmerized by the male appendage, ironic I have none on this island to study, except for yours." She explained before She eyed his expression to see if he was into this or wasn't. She figured he was, but unlike her sisters, she seemed to give a damn about his well being.

[User]
Kevin didn't expect her to stroke him. She seemed like she was just checking it out. He moaned softly when she rubbed his underside, his moan growing in decibels as she started to stroke him completely.

He groaned softly. "I'll behave." He said in between moans, his cock throbbing in her hands. "And you can study my member as much as you want... as much as you need." He said, rolling his head back lightly before looking back at her.

[Assistant]
"I know I can. I don't mean to put it st such a point, but as our prisoner, we can do whatever we want." Even as Elana told him he was their prisoner, her tone made it seem like it wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Her hand continued to stroke him up and down, his pre cum fluid quickly oozing out to assist her friction. The tent then filled with the soft wet sound of Elana jerking him off.

Ending their privacy however, the pale woman with dreams burst into the large tent, spotted her superior jerking off their captive and immediately stopped in her tracks. Elana began to speak an unknown tribal language to the woman, her hand never stopping as she seemed to be able to multi task.

[User]
Kevin had almost forgotten that he had been captured, stripped naked and bound to a pole. Having ass in your face and your cock jerked would do that to a man. He continued to moan, the lubrication from his own precum making everything feel so much better.

He heard the tent open and turned to see the pale woman. He couldn't stop moaning though, unable to focus as the handjob was ridiculously good. He noticed she had started to speak a different language but in the moment, he didn't even care what was possibly being said. He just didn't want this to end.

[Assistant]
"Would you believe me if I told you Julianna wished to apologize for her... rough behavior?" Elana asked him, the lightness in her tone giving him the impression she was making a joke, rather than sincerity.

She still jerked him off, her thumb even doing double duty as she rubbed the bundle of nerves along his underside shaft. Julianna just stood there, her cold demeanor not helpful to the mercy jerking Kevin was receiving.

[User]
Kevin found it very hard to converse with her, hell he would've found it hard to converse with anyone under the current circumstances. He looked behind him, a lustful face on his but a cold look on hers, almost like she couldn't even see what was happening.

He looked back at Elana who was working his harder and better than any woman had previously. His moans were growing louder and his cock was stiffening and throbbing even more under her touch.

He continued to moan and whimper as she jerked him, finally able to get words out. "She... d-doesn't look very a-apologetic" He said, letting out another loud moan.

[Assistant]
"That's because she's not. She believes we should slit you neck to groin and spill you to the old gods. I think that's a waste. You seem to be much better with all your groin in tact." Elana then gave an extra hard stroke of his cock, squeezed his base with her pinkie and palm, and then turned her attention to Julianna. She barked orders to her in their foreign language, to which Julianna walked over knelt before Kevin and reached for her top.

Upon a much quieter, albeit still firm order, Julianna removed her top and exposed her set of double d breasts, complete with stick and poke tattoo designs between her globes, and polished bone bars through her half dollar sign nipples. "I want her to apologize. Would you allow her?"