The Dominance of Lust - Chapter 4

04 - Teachings

Yun woke up in a seemingly unfamiliar room. Until she realized she was no longer in her own home, but in the cloister. There was not Shai to keep her company this time, though. She did spend the night with her, didn’t she? Why did she go already? What would the time be? That might explain. She did feel very well rested. Her body no longer felt so sore and tired as the day before, luckily. Still, it was a shame Shai was no longer sharing her bed. She vaguely remembered how pleasant it was to lay against her warm body, and to fall asleep like that. Strange, she used to fantasize from time to time about some of the boys from her village, and now she was thinking about another girl of all things. But she could not ignore her feelings, or reject them. Thinking about her made her feel warm inside. How her soft warm flesh gently moved against her skin. Her strong, enticing smell, that was sweet in the same time. The touch of her lips, and of her tongue. Without realizing it, Yun’s hand had moved from the side of the bed to between her legs. She was genuinely surprised to realize the thought of another girl had actually made her so wet. Surprised, but not in an unpleasant way. Her touch and scent was still fresh in her memory. That made the touch of her own fingers unexpectedly arousing. She had rarely touched herself, mostly because she had few fantasies to accompany it. She tried to visualize Shai’s face again, which wasn’t hard to do. It was clearly much cuter than other girls from her village. Perhaps that was why she had never before had any interest? Slowly she moved a single finger up and down, getting her finger nicely wet. An enjoyable feeling. Why didn’t she do this more often? Slowly she played around, trying everything she could imagine. One finger, two fingers. Up and down, and around her clit, but that forced her to hold in an unexpected moan. She could feel her cheeks getting red. Slowly, now. How good would it be if it weren’t her own finger but those of Shai? Or if she wasn’t touching herself but was touching Shai? That did not make the redness of her cheeks go away, but the thoughts were pleasant to say the least. Slowly, with the thought still in her head, she tried if she could get a finger inside. That should be possible, right? Slowly she pushed. Her fingers and her lips were wetter than she had believed possible. The touch was pleasant, as was the fantasy that it could be Shai’s finger that tried to penetrate her, but she didn’t get far. Slightly disappointed, she realized she would have to push harder and stretch herself if she wanted to get her entire finger inside. But if it were indeed Shai’s finger, she wouldn’t complain. Clinging to her fantasy, she pushed. The stretching hurt, like she feared, but the feeling of a finger getting deep inside of her was also strangely pleasant. And the satisfaction of her success made it easily worthwhile. She could imagine the look of pride and approval that would have appeared on Shai’s face. Slowly she pulled the finger out again, only to see if the second time would be better. Pushing it back in was still painful, but the pleasure from feeling the finger going in again easily made it worthwhile. Besides, if ever fantasy were to become reality, she wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. Better get this over with. Going in and out went easier with each try. The pleasure she got from it became more with each motion as well. Slowly she started to increase the movement speed of her finger, until the sore feelings had completely been overtaken by her feelings of pleasure. Getting used to the sensitive feeling of the touch of her fingers, Yun found the courage to try touching her clit again. She realized she still had one free hand, so her other hand could continue doing what is was doing. Using both hands at the same time was nearly too much for her to handle. Again the thought of Shai made her pull through. If it were Shai's fingers she would endure anything. With effort she just barely managed to silence her own moans. With her lack of experience, Yun had never reached an orgasm before. Surprised as Yun was by the sudden increase in intensity, but enjoying it even more, she continued with both fingers until she just couldn't take it anymore. A few seconds later she lay lifeless on her bed, panting like she had run all day. She realized her last moans had not at all been silent, and imediately she turned red. Or at least redder than before. She hoped the walls were thick. She had understood it was a cloister of lust. Maybe her behavior was tolerable. Perhaps even normal. But still.

Shai had returned to her own room, after having made a few arrangements. She was still surprised about her entire 'blood ritual'. Was that really all? Just fucking a succubus and drinking her pussy juices and her blood? According to Masa it was. Masa's explanation had been quite the revelation. She recalled Masa's words, as she lay alone in her own bed, recovering from the experience.
'Did you really think I was always such an exceptional demonhuntress? I was once just like you. But their blood, their juices, it changes you. Everything that makes a succubus better than us humans; physical strength and stamina, sexual energy and endurance, supernatural inducing of lust, the ability to smell lust, fast regeneration, and even the wonderful slower aging, it all enters your body and becomes part of you.'
Shai felt very uncomfortable with her own body after hearing that. Even now it made her stomach turn. Was she turning into something else? Was Masa already something else?
Masa had explained that all demonhuntresses had to drink a succubus' juices regularly. It was by far the main reason for the existence of the dungeons. Huntresses did not hunt to help other humans but merely to collect more succubi, as a succubus needed quite some time to recover before she could be used again.
It still sounded strange to Shai. Would their goddess not by angry for abusing her own demons? Yet Masa assured her that most succubi had learned to accept their fate, and enjoyed it. They still got to get fucked by beautiful girl with plenty of sexueal energy. No more roaming the lands hoping to find a target. Apparently the higher dungeon rooms were rather luxurious, with large soft beds with velvet cushions and blankets, instead of stone floors and iron chains. A reward for those who cooperated. And as for their goddess Astarte, the intake of succubi blood and pussy juice only brought them closer to her, cultists believed. Masa had concluded her explanation with a warning. This knowledge was for fully initiated demonhuntresses only. She would receive more information from the board, as well as permanent access to the dungeons. Clearly, Shai had been horribly mistaken when she thought she knew it all when she was on her first mission.

Yun got startled by a knock on her door. She had remained in her bed, hoping for Shai to return quickly. The surge of happiness that she felt was quickly destroyed when the door opened and an unfamiliar girl stood in the opening. Dressed in a black leather underbust corset that left her breasts bare, with a matching thong that covered little and matching leather bracers and high heeled boots, she looked very dominating. The cute features of her face, with a tiny, slightly upward nose and light freckles, balanced it only a little. Her light brown hair was held in a thick braid. She would have been at least a few years older than Yun.
"Yun?" The girls voice was as cute as her face was, but she still managed to make it sound demanding and authoritative. Yun wasn't sure if the girl was smiling or not. Her big eyes did seem to sparkle, but for what reason Shai could not say. Shai nodded, trying to keep her eyes on the other person's eyes. Which was hard with those uncovered smooth skinned breasts pushed up by the corset under them.
"Good. I am Nyscha. I am instructed to test if you got what it takes to become a demonhuntress. Now get up and come with me." Nyscha looked at Shai demanding. Shai was almost sure the girl was indeed smiling! "Well, hurry up! And if you're naked under those sheets then so be it. I won't have you acting all ashamed.”
“Where is Shai? I thought she...” Before Yun could finish her sentence, Nyscha strode over to her bed, taking big steps. Her eyes flared with rage, but the smile on her face had only grown wider and clearer. As soon as she reached the bed her arm flashed in a quick movement. Yun felt a stab of pain on her left cheek. Nyscha had slapped her! Hard! Before it could truly sink in with Yun, Nyscha addressed her sternly. “You don’t ask questions. You speak when spoken to. The next time we have to establish dominance I won’t be so friendly anymore. Do you understand me?” The anger in her voice was easily recognized despite the fact she still sounded somewhat cute. And her smile remained just as wide. Sullenly Yun nodded.
“Good. Now get up.” Nyscha pulled away the white blanket, revealing that Yun was indeed naked underneath. In a reflex Yun tried to cover herself, with Nyscha standing at her side, looking at her body. “Don’t!” Nyscha said with the same amount of anger still in her voice. “Don’t you ever again try to cover yourself in here! Your body is your pride and your weapon. Your tits, ass and pussy should be used to induce lust as much as possible. Now move away your arms and spread your legs and let me take a good look at you.” Slowly the anger in her voice had turned into demanding. Shai never get to move her hands any further than to the sides of her breasts, and now she slowly moved them away again. After that she slowly spread her legs apart a little. It wasn’t voluntarily. She would only do so with pleasure in front of Shai, who had been the only person to which she ever voluntarily showed her body. She realized that many of the girls in the cloister would eventually see her naked. It was still strange to her, but she knew she would have to get used to it. Shai’s words of encouragement also still resonated in her head. If Shai believed she could become a good demonhuntress, then she did not want to disappoint. Still, why was this crazy girl to be her teacher? She had hoped Shai would fulfill that role. Silently she endured Nyscha´s stare. She could feel those eyes going up and down her body, until those eyes finally focused on Shai´s eyes again. “You’re a pretty good catch. Masa and Shai should be pleased. Now come with me to my chambers. Don’t bother putting on clothes.”
Yun was glad that the staring part was over, but she had no idea what to expect next. She opened her mouth to ask, but then hesitated, and then shut it again when she saw how Nyscha was staring at her. Meekly she got up and followed Nyscha as she walked out the room.
It was Yun’s first trip outside of her room. The corridors were remarkably wide, and filled with wall mounted candles and chandeliers. A thick red tapestry covered most of the floors, and painted tapestries decorated several walls as well. Clearly the rest of the cloister looked nothing like her little room. Well, it made sense. If you wanted to induce lust, you should do it in a pleasant environment.
Several other girls walked the corridors. Many dressed in simple brown wool, some in white silk, translucent or opaque, and some in very little to nothing at all. Most of the girls took a glance at Yun, but only a few of them really stared. Still, every glare felt awkward, and the stares were even worse. Instinctively she covered herself with her hands, but when she saw Nyscha’s head turning towards her she quickly moved her hands to her sides again. Nyscha still had that eery smile on her face. Luckily she only looked in Yun’s direction for a second, before turning her head forward again.
Yun had no idea how big or small the cloister was. When Nyscha stopped in front of a large wooden door after a minute walk and proceeded to open it. Confirming that behind the door was indeed a room and not another corridor, Yun sighed in relief. The room was large, but not as nicely decorated as the corridors. In fact, it was little better than her own little bedroom. Well lit, with an actual window near the high ceiling and plenty of stand lamps, but otherwise plain with hard stone walls and floors, with lacquered but undecorated wood panels. A large but simple bed filled a corner. A rack filled another corner. A rack? The thing looked like something from a torture dungeon, Yun believed. That thing wasn’t going to be used, was it? What kind of testing was this going to be? She was already not looking forward to this, but now she really started to shiver. To what kind of madness did Shai have abandoned her to? Thinking about Shai now only made her feel lonely and abandoned. Probably not the mindset a demonhuntress should have. She did want Nyscha to conclude that she would be a good demonhuntress. She looked away from the rack. A desk with some paperwork and a bookcase in the opposite corner.
Nyscha turned around to face Yun. “What do you know of Astarte?” Questions. Yun had expected something more... physical. Perhaps this wasn’t so bad. But if it were only going to be questions, wouldn’t she be invited to sit down? Or was Nyscha planning on continuing to stare at her body? “She’s the demon of lust.” Yun answered with uncertainty in her voice. “The Demon Goddess of Lust.” Nyscha corrected her, emphasizing every word. “And you will serve her for the rest of your days.” That smile never left Nyscha’s face. “How do you feel about that?” That question startled Yun, and her response came out stuttering: “I... I have already decided to do my best to become a great demonhuntress. I am willing to do whatever is needed.” Right after answering Yun regretted her words. It was easy to imagine how Nyscha could use those words against her, and she was already in a vulnerable position. Nyscha’s expression never changed, but that could have meant anything. Or nothing.
Nyscha continued as if the answered did not matter to her: “You will be taught to induce lust. To bring pleasure and to endure pleasure. You will learn the histories of Asterte and our cult. You will abolish love and shame. You will work to keep our cloister running smoothly. Do you understand all that?” Yun nodded. Shai had luckily explained a thing or two already. “Really?” Nyscha asked. “I don’t think you really understand. You have only been here for, what, one day? You are one arrogant little bitch, aren’t you?” Still her smile remained in place, but the anger had returned to her voice. She started walking toward Yun, who started sweating with nervousness, but remained in place. Another slap on Yun’s right cheek. Even harder this time, and again with an audible laugh from Nyscha. ”Don’t worry, we will get rid of your arrogance.”
Arrogance? How could the woman have gotten that idea? Yun did not consider herself arrogant for even the tiniest bit! Nyscha was just looking for excuses to hit her!
“I have decided.” Nyscha continued. “I will start by teaching you to discard your shame. I am sure that will lessen your arrogant behaviour. Isn’t that a good idea?” Yun had no idea how to respond anymore. Any answer could be wrong. She hesitated, resulting in a silence that lasted just too long. Another slap on her right cheek, which was still recovering from the previous assault. Nyscha did not laugh this time, but instead Yun believed she heard a soft moan from the other woman. “The right answer was ‘Yes mistress.’” Nyscha said with disdain in her voice. “But first I will have to do a physical test.” Nyscha’s voice was level again. “Normally I would do this differently, but I have decided to combine this part with a bit of shaming. Remember now, every outward expression of shame will result in pain. I have kept your left cheek intact for a reason. If it gets as red as your other cheek, you fail.” Unease filled Yun’s head. She knew she would not be able to get through this unscathed. But for Shai’s sake she would do as good as she could.
Moving a few steps away, Nyscha pulled a leather cord on her clothing, resulting in her thong coming loose and falling on the ground, revealing Nyscha’s pussy. Another cord pulled made the leather corset come off and hit the ground as well. What now? Yun thought. She tried to keep her eyes on Nyscha’s face. So far she had managed not to stare at her breasts all the time, so why would this be different? Still, it felt different. As Nyscha started walking toward her, Yun had to restrain herself not to move, or blush. No slap on her cheek this time. Apparently Yun had succeeded so far. Instead, Nyscha grabbed hold of both of Yun’s arms, and started pushing her backwards. Towards the rack! A physical test, and a lesson to discard her shame, on the rack! Yun felt the urge to struggle and run away, far far away. But she knew she wouldn’t.
The rack had iron chain on all four corners, and was placed on a large wheel capable of rotating the entire rack upside down. As expected, yet against all her wishes, Nyscha pulled her against the hard cold wood, and began fastening the chains to her limbs. Spreading her arms, and worse, spreading her legs. Suddenly another slap. Yun hadn’t done anything! She opened her mouth to protest “Why did you...?” Another slap. “You will address me as mistress, and you will not ask questions.” Yun had no other choice but to comply and to endure she realized as Nyscha had begun to tighten the chains until her feet left the floor and she was completely at Nyscha’s mercy. Slowly Nyscha had began to spin the large wheel, while standing in front of Yun, staring shamelessly. The world slowly turned upside down, and the spinning did not stop until Yun’s head reached the bottom part of the rack. Looking down, or actually up, Yun stared right into Nyscha’s bare pink pussy. Realizing Nyscha would have the same view as her, Yun’s face grew red. Big mistake, she realized. It did not take Nyscha long to notice and, bending down, added another imprint of her hand on Yun’s cheek. The pain of the last slaps hadn’t even gone away yet. Another moan had come from Nyscha as she slapped Yun. This time Yun was certain of it. Without explaining anything, Nyscha got back up. “I will wait just a bit until the red from your other cheek fades again. We can’t really go on with this otherwise, can we?” Yun did not answer. She tried to clear her mind instead. Perhaps closing her eyes would help? No, she was sure Nyscha would see an excuse to hit again if she tried to cheat in such a way.
Suddenly Yun felt a tingling sensation between her legs, and uncontrollably she let out a soft squeak. Looking down, or up actually, Yun saw how Nyscha moved her finger away from Yun’s crotch. The woman had touched her! Yun forced herself to calm down, fearing that anger would redden her cheeks just as much as shame would. But still, how dared she?
“You’re horribly dry, aren’t you.” Nyscha casually said after inspecting her own finger. “That might make things less pleasant for you, you know?” Nyscha now looked Yun in the eyes again, still with that same smile. “A good huntress, no, a good follower of Astarte in general, can get herself wet at will. You will have to practice that. You will have to let lust become part of every moment of your day.” Nyscha’s eyes moved upward again, towards Yun’s spread legs. Yun still did not like it at all, but at least she had given in to it. It would not redden her cheeks any longer, she insisted. “I could help you out. I could lick your cute little pink pussy until it would overflow. But I won’t. You need to learn to get wet all by yourself after all.” Nyscha paused for a moment before continuing. “I do wonder what you taste like, though. Well, at least I could smell you.” And with that, Nyscha got on her knees, position her head close to Yun’s pussy and also positioning her own pussy uncomfortably close to Yun´s face. Yun could actually hear Nyscha take a deep sniff. Don´t get red, don’t get red! She kept thinking to herself.
“You smell nice. You have a good strong scent.” Nyscha said suddenly, and then continued: “You smell like... like sex!” Surprise tinged Nyscha’s voice. “Who was it?” Nyscha asked, more to herself than to Yun. Yun could feel herself reddening up, but Nyscha was not looking at her face. Yet. Quickly Yun tried to suppress it. “Was it that girl Shai?” Instantly Yun’s cheeks started glowing, but Nyscha, still on her knees, was still looking elsewhere. Possibly even still smelling Yun. That didn’t really make it any better, except that she had not been slapped yet again. “No, it couldn’t be.” Nyscha said to herself. “Oh, I know!” Nyscha continued with gleeful excitement in her voice. “You did this yourself, didn’t you? Yes, yes you did. You’ve been touching your own pink little pussy!” Yun already had difficulty suppressing her redness, but now she realized it all had been in vain. Her cheeks were glowing hot! She rarely touched herself. Why now this morning? And how did Nyscha realize it? Nyscha repositioned herself, and even though Yun should have seen this one coming, the slap on her cheek still came as a surprise. “You’re not learning, are you?” Nyscha smiled. “You should be getting less red, but now your entire face looks like a tomato. Now listen, Yun. There is no shame whatsoever in masturbating. It is a normal way to deal with lust and desire. And it makes for good practice too.” Nyscha got up again, with her legs spread like earlier, giving Yun the same view of Nyscha’s pink flesh. “Here, take a good look at how it’s done.” Spreading further, Yun could see Nyscha’s lips moving apart. Nyscha’s right hand slowly moved inward, with only her middle finger pointed out. Nyscha moved her finger over the entire length of her pussy, gently between both lips. After only a few gentle strokes Yun could see the finger had gotten wet already. Nyscha didn’t hold back one bit. Moaning and moving her ass back and forth, she quickly picked up the pace with her finger. She alternated from deep thrusts inside herself to caressing her clitoris and back again. Her lips glistened with wetness and even the top of her legs ended up moist. Then suddenly she stopped. Kneeling down again, she looked Yun in the eyes again. “Is your face still red?” She asked in surprise. “Or again red? Well, anyway you deserve punishment.” Yun had completely forgotten about the color of her cheeks. She had been staring at what Nyscha was doing as if in a trance. Why had she watched it at all?
Another stinging pain on her cheek. At least she could see this one coming.
“See? Nothing wrong with it. It just gets your fingers a bit wet.” Looking at her own wet finger, Nyscha pointed it toward Yun. “Lick it clean. I want you to taste my juice.” Again, something Yun was not looking forward to. But she had already decided to do her best to pull through. She had gotten used to the sprouts her father used to cook. She could get used to this as well. Opening her mouth and closing her eyes, she waited. When she felt the wet finger resting on her tongue, she closed her mouth softly and waited until Nyscha would pull her finger back out, letting her lips clean the finger. Nyscha moved her finger halfway out and then back in again, and proceeded to repeat it several times before finally pulling out. Nyscha’s taste had spread from her tongue to the entire inside of her mouth. The taste was strange, and Yun had no intention of tasting it any longer than necessary. Quickly she filled her mouth with saliva and swallowed several times. In the meanwhile she could see how Nyscha’s finger had not gotten any dryer. Her own saliva might actually have made the finger even wetter. Nyscha licked the saliva from her finger, seemingly with pleasure. Yun doubted it would make it any better.
“Well, back to business.” Nyscha said as she got up again. “I have hardly started your physical test. Time to see to what extent you have been playing with yourself. For your sake I hope you’ve managed to get yourself wet. Personally I hope you’ve failed. You’ve hardly screamed at all.” The worst thing, Yun believed, was that Nyscha sounded genuinely disappointed.
“Of course you’ll understand I won’t use the finger I just put inside my pussy and your mouth. I have enough dry fingers left.”
Moments later Nyscha got what she hoped for, as Yun let out a loud, high pitched shriek. With force Nyscha had rammed a finger deep inside of her. She didn’t know if it was the lack of wetness, or the fact that her body wasn’t used to it, or the violent way in which Nyscha did it, but the sensation was unexpectedly painful. The pleasant feeling she had experienced before when she did it by herself was either completely absent or entirely overshadowed by the unpleasant burning sensation she now felt.
“It fits!” Nyscha explained happily, followed by short laughter. Just as fast as she had stabbed it in Nyscha pulled her finger out again. The sensation Yun felt was not as bad as when it went in, but still unpleasant.
“Just a teeny bit wet. Well, don’t worry, you’ll get there eventually.”
Another stab! Yun was still feeling the burn from the first intrusion, and the combined sting was even worse now. It did get in just a little easier, Yun believed, but it was still more than enough to make her shriek again.
“Oh, I just love the sound you make. I hope you never ever get used to this.” Nyscha stated between laughs, while she pulled the finger out again. Focusing on her breathing, and trying not to let the painful sensation get a hold of her, Yun failed to see exactly what Nyscha did. Nyscha gave a satisfied moan. “You taste good. Hold on while I dry off my finger. You need to do this with your own wetness. Ready to go on?” Without waiting for an answer, Nyscha pushed another finger deep inside Yun. Another shriek. Nyscha did not stop until Yun had stopped making any sounds entirely. The finger did go easier with time. Yun believed she had gotten wet after all.
“Well, that had to happen eventually. At least I got more of your tastiness to lick off every time.” Nyscha sounded slightly disheartened. “Time for the next step.”
Another shriek emanated from Yun. This stab felt even worse than the first one! She could feel the finger inside of her stretching her up. No, wait, this wasn't just a finger. It were two fingers! Another shriek as Yun felt her insides stretching up even more. Was Nyscha trying to spread her fingers while still inside her? Yun had just barely managed to get a single finger in herself? “Good, you’re making those beautiful sounds again. You know, you should be happy I’m doing this. You don’t want to be unprepared when a wild succubus rams her entire fist up inside your little hole.” Even though the thought of that was horrible indeed, Yun nevertheless felt little comfort in it. In fact, it only scared her more. Would Nyscha continue this until her entire fist would fit? She could hardly imagine it even possible. With relief Yun felt the fingers leaving her again. She moaned softly but uncontrollably when she felt her insides returning to their original size and shapes. She hoped Nyscha would not notice the sound she made, but she feared otherwise. “Aw, you liked that, didn’t you?” Nyscha laughed. “I’m sure you did. Look at my fingers, both of them all wet.” Nyscha kneeled again, and put her two wet fingers in front of Yun’s face. Slowly spreading them apart, it left several strands of Yun’s juices dangling between both fingers. Putting her tongue in between her fingers, she slowly started licking them clean. “There’s no need drying my fingers anymore. You’re wet enough as it is. But you just taste so nice.” Yun only listened partially. She still focused on trying to ignore the pain. That might have helped her with not getting red again. No slaps this time. They would hardly matter with all the sensations between her legs anyway.
“Will you give me more of your wonderful screams?” Nyscha asked as she jammed the same two fingers in again. Unwillingly, Yun gave her what she wanted. It was not as loud as the previous one. Perhaps whatever Nyscha had done to her inside had actually loosened something up by now. Still Nyscha seemed to have enjoyed Yun’s latest shriek regardless. And it certainly wasn’t as if the fingers inside Yun right now did not feel like they were still stretching her up. Two fingers was still too much! Still, Nyscha continued, pulling the fingers out and back in again, several times in succession. Yun tried to minimize the sound she made, believing it wouldn’t stop until she would remain silent. Slowly her shrieks became moans. Not a big improvement, but at least more silent.
“Honey, I like your moans as well, but keep the volume up. I can hardly hear you.” Yun was staring blankly across the room, but she could imagine the broad smile Nyscha would have while saying that.
Without warning, Yun involuntarily gave Nyscha again just what she wanted. It took her a moment to realize, still moaning heavily, that Nyscha had stopped penetrating her altogether and was now eagerly stroking and caressing her clitoris. It took the focus away from her burning insides, and with her already existing wetness it was more than pleasant. Within moments Yun’s thoughts had switched completely. From ‘please stop’ to ‘please continue’. Not that Yun would ever ask out loud. And if she would, she was sure Nyscha would be mean enough to do the exact opposite, after making her beg for it first. Luckily, Nyscha continued without needing to be asked. Knowing it would make Nyscha go on, Yun let herself go completely. Every moan would be as loud as it could be.
A loud knock on the door ended it all. Immediately Nyscha stopped, and turned around to walk towards the large wooden door. It opened before she got halfway, revealing an unknown woman dressed similarly to Nyscha. When she made eye contact with Nyscha her expression turned to astonishment. “Nyscha? By Astarte’s tits, what are you doing with the new girl?”
“Oh,” Nyscha began stuttering, “just warming her up a bit. You were late and I thought it’d be a shame to let the poor girl waiting.” “Late? I was perfectly on time, but her room was empty when I got there. I have been looking everywhere for her!” The other woman started to sound angrier with each word. “Well, I’ll leave you to it now.” Nyscha answered, probably still with the same smile. And without turning to face Yun, or even to pick up her clothes, she jumped past the other woman and ran.
The other woman walked in, introducing herself as Yun’s new teacher, and apologizing for Nyscha’s intolerable behaviour.
Yun could hardly contain herself. Had Nyscha really just been messing with her all this time? Tears started rolling from her eyes and ended up in her messy hair. But all Yun could say was: “Please, continue!”