Genderswap (Optional)/Lady School

[psycho_energy]

Perfect Little Angels. A name for an all-girl school were they were taught, wore uniforms with proper length measured skirts and buttoned up shirts. They had rules, strict ones in place, and some followed, and others broke them. That was where M. Bison, the new Headmaster came in. One by one she was calling in bad girls and when they left her

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Futa XD

[earthrealmblade]

When Sonya retired from the army, she never saw herself teaching a gym class (and the occasional chem class if they required a substitute), but it was relatively peaceful after her time in the army, and peace was something she wanted.

She did wonder why she was called into the office. Sure, she was harsh on her classes, but it was nothing she couldn't do herself.

Punctual by nature, she arrived and knocked at the headmaster's door, wearing slacks and a polo shirt she usually wore outside of class.

You ol rascal

[psycho_energy]

"Come in~" Calls the voice of the Headmaster--or mistress, in this case. She did like to keep it at master though, felt it gave her more of an edge in intimidating some of the students. When Sonya enters she will various pictures and awards, academically based and otherwise.

Seated in her chair behind her desk she will see M. Bison in a crisp suit that even when she stood did nothing to hold back her curves. "Ms. Blade, as lovely as ever."

Re: You ol rascal

[earthrealmblade]

She afforded herself a small grin as she entered, standing before the desk (military habits never died). M. Bison's flirtations and such with other staff weren't unknown to the school-they just weren't 'observed' either.

"Bison, lovely afternoon." She said, in way of greeting. "You called me here?"

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It was, wasn't it? Always better with one Sonya Blade around as well, of course. "I did." She replies, coming from around her desk to stand behind Sonya.

"I was thinking today is the day I find myself a right-hand woman. You used to be military, correct?" Idly, Bison slides her fingertips along one of Sonya's arms.

[earthrealmblade]

That got her attention.

"Yes," She nodded her head. "U.S. Special Forces for ten years." Call her curious-and flattered. Sure, Bison did have a few teachers working under her, but one couldn't really call them 'right-hand' anything.

[psycho_energy]

"Hmm, so you take orders well then?" She asks, pressing her chest up against Sonya's back as both of the Headmaster's hands slide along Sonya's arms.

"Loyalty and excellence are just two things to expect from you, I assume."

[earthrealmblade]

"Well enough." They would've have allowed her into the examinations if she didn't, but they would also say that she had an occasional habit of going rogue.

She let out a quick sigh as she felt her breasts against her back, her hands sending pleasant shivers down her spine.

Sonya found herself smirking. "You assume correct." Those were two things she prided herself on: loyalty and excellence.

[psycho_energy]

"If I assumed something more than just simple schoolwork for you to do..." Bison trails off as her hands move to slide over Sonya's own sizeable chest, giving each breast a gentle squeeze through that polo shirt.

"Would I be correct?"

[earthrealmblade]

Sonya barely held back a pleasured gasp, her breasts already starting to react to the other woman's touch.

"Maybe." She breathed. "What other duties come with being a 'right hand woman?"

She remained still, not from pacificity, but because she wasn't yet sure which action to take as of yet.

[psycho_energy]

"A pay raise, for one." Bison's hands give another slight squeeze before starting to slowly knead them. "My lover and confidante, for another." As she says that last word, Bison's hips press against Sonya, and she can feel something against her that shouldn't be there, for all intents and purposes.

[earthrealmblade]

The former caught her attention more than the mention of a 'pay raise': contrary to what may be expected, junior officers weren't paid that much, so Sonya could deal with a teachers salary.

The other two..?

"Sounds...sounds like something I could work with." She let out a moan, tilting her head back slightly.

She'd been engaged before, another officer in the army who was KIA a few years ago. Another relationship, especially with another woman wasn't on her mind, but..it had been so long.

Her breath becomes caught when she feels something press against her, something she had only felt on men.

[psycho_energy]

"You feel it, don't you my dear? It is so big. Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you." A kiss is given to Sonya's lips in assurance as she kneads Sonya's breasts just a little more firmly.

"You will know only bliss when you're with me."

[earthrealmblade]

It did feel large, which was saying something as Sonya was by no means a small woman. But given someone of Bison's power and 'size', she appreciated her 'warning', even as she found herself pressing against her, returning the kiss with a sigh.

"How could I say 'no' to that?"

[psycho_energy]

"I would be hard-pressed to find the answer my dear." Bison's hands still for a moment before Sonya is properly righted and Bison moves to kick off her heels. Clearing her throat, the Headmaster takes a seat on the desk before Sonya, her cheeks a little flushed.

"I think first though, I might like a show. Will you give me one? Make removing our clothes so much more fun, wouldn't you agree?" Bison nibbled her lip as she looked Sonya up and down slowly, taking in the sight of her even clothed with obvious want and need.

Such a strong, beautiful woman...just like Bison herself.

[earthrealmblade]

Sonya could agree. The times when she and Lance slept together, if it wasn't rushed-she did enjoy a 'show of it'.

She took a few steps back from her, pulling off her shoes and socks first, before slowly, teasingly taking off her shirt, offering small glimpes of her strong, toned abs, before slowly pulling off her shirt all together. With nothing but a bra, Bison could see a few old scars along her torso and shoulder-mementos from her time in the army.

Her hands then slid down to her waist, and slowly worked on undoing her belt.

[psycho_energy]

Bison watches the removal of Sonya's shirt intently, eyes taking in the beautiful sight of her upper body mixed with all those scars she had. Tough and gorgeous--just how she liked them.

The Headmaster says nothing, content to let Sonya see the pleasure she's taking in the show so far.