Getting to the end of the hallway, we went through another set of doors, and what I saw made me think I had imagined everything up until that moment.
We walked by standard classrooms. Some of them had windows where you could see in, and students sat at desks while teachers lectured at the front of the class. I couldn't believe the normality of it.
"Shocked, Ceil Jankins? Did you think we were mindless sex fiends, out to steal the soul and take over the world with sex-crazed demons? I assure you that we teach much more than just that," she said, stopping and looking back at me, "Only 10% of them will make it to the sex slave and Master courses. So, the other 90% will become house slaves, Masters of a household, political monkeys, entertainers, etc. We also have many students that will drop out when exams come around. Being a sex slave is hard, but a Master is even more difficult. There are very few that make it to Master status, and for some reason, you have this delusional idea you can make it to Grand Master, and you don't even know how that's obtained."
I didn't say anything but followed as she turned a corner and headed up several steps until we came to large double wooded doors.
The Director knocked, and a sweet voice came from behind the door, "Please come in!"
I followed Rose and the Director in, and the woman standing at a large wooden desk surprised me. She wasn't dressed as a Sex Academy Director would dress, or I had assumed. Instead, it was like she had just stepped out of a history book. Her fiery orange hair was pinned up, and she wore a very modest Victorian dress. Even her glasses looked elegant sitting on a petite nose.
What caught my attention the most was the slightly ruffled top of the dress that looked ready to burst open over her well-endowed breasts.
"Good, you all arrived much earlier than I expected! Please have a seat," she said, motioning to the sofas that faced each other.
I followed Rose and sat next to her, but she looked shy and very submissive in the woman's presence.
"Now, this must be Mr. Jankins, the brave human that thinks he can become the Grand Master! So exciting!"
I was scared my pretentious attitude may have bitten off more than it could chew when she said that. But I played it cool and smiled.
"Call me Cora. Everyone does," she said, sitting back at her desk, "Rose, it's good to see you made it back to us, and Director, I believe you have the contract?"
The Director of Hell nodded and gave me a wicked grin before she snapped her fingers, and a very thin, compared to last time, contract, appeared on the Academy Director, Cora's desk.
"Now then, to give you a rundown, Mr. Jankins, this is a special situation for our Academy. Our Grand Master hasn't approved it yet, but you may be the first human permitted to attend," she said, looking through the contract and eyeing the Director, before looking at me.
I nodded, and she smiled before going back to the contract.
"I'm sure you noticed we have a general curriculum and a main wing where the sex slave and Master levels are determined. If you pass the general curriculum, you will take each sex course to obtain Master levels. Are you with me so far?"
I nodded, but I didn't know I would be attending actual school.
"Great, so there are just a couple of things I want to go through with you," Cora said, standing and holding the contract.
"Before you do that, Cora, I am going to step out for a moment," the Director of Hell interceded, heading for the door.
Cora nodded at her, "No problem, Alma, this may take a while."
I noticed they exchanged worrisome looks before Alma nodded and headed out.
I should have been curious about their exchanged look, but instead, I was more amused at the Director of Hell's name, Alma. I was expecting something more terrifying or exotic.
"Okay, well, before I start, would either of you like something to drink?"
Rose shook her head, and I meekly said, "Yes, please."
Her smile reached her ears, and she replied, "Wonderful! I rarely get to serve anyone. Just a moment!"
I watched as the Academy Director quickly set the contract back on her desk and went to grab a water pitcher sitting on a small table against the wall. She turned, pouring me a small mug of water, and tripped on the throw rug in front of her desk. The water splashed and soaked the front of her chest.
"Oh my! This isn't good! Here, Mr. Jankins," she said, handing me the mug as she poured a bit more water back in before setting the water pitcher on the coffee table in front of Rose and me.
"Just a moment. I can't go about explaining things with wet clothes now, can I?"
I watched as she slowly started undressing. Was this really happening?
She undid the first few buttons on the top of her dress before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of it. I stared as she pulled the entire thing over her head and revealed thigh-high cream stockings and sheer white underwear. Her breasts were free and bounced as the dress pulled tight up off them. I caught myself drooling at the sight of her perky peach nipples.
"Ah, much better. Now, where were we?"
My staring was evident because I got a slight nudge from Rose and the Academy Director looked down at her breasts.
"Oh, silly me, I forgot, nudity is something taboo to humans. Would you like for me to get dressed again, Mr. Jankins?"
I closed my mouth and shook my head before looking at Rose. She was scowling at me. Was she jealous?
I shrugged innocently and looked back toward the Academy Director. My eyes were fighting with me, wanting to search her entire body, especially when she turned and grabbed the contract from the desk. The sight of her bottom made me horny as fuck, yet when I really thought about it, I wanted Rose more than anyone.
"Alrighty then. Well, there is a list of things to keep in mind, Mr. Jankins. First, you can't achieve Grand Master unless you first succeed passing all courses of Master. Second, Rose will probably NOT be the sex slave you are matched with. This part is important because in order for you to attempt the first level of Grand Master, you will need to match with a sex slave. The said slave will receive your sexual power, and therefore they will help you when you are ready to battle for the title of Grand Master. Each slave has their own unique traits. Rose, for example, is Hell Fire, but she has never had a match. Our Grand Master matched with three slaves, which is very rare, and why he is in the position he is."
I was already confused, and my head was spinning. Battle? For Grand Master?