1. Lesson 1

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LESSON 1

B aby Girl

"I like to start this lesson by setting the mood," Sir said to the class.

I closed my eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. I was waiting around the corner in a small room. I was listening for his call, for him to ask me to come out.

I was wearing a silk kimono and had just finished bathing. I ran a comb through my long black hair, relaxing as I finished my ritual.

Sir and I loved rituals. Even today— this class— was a ritual for us.

I had been with him for several years now and loved him. I loved the dynamic we had, the respect and love we shared. Not everyone understood how I could love a monster, but I found him to be one of the most wonderful people I had known.

I placed my comb in its box, taking in a deep breath and releasing it. My body was ready for him, ready to be used. He had asked me to wash with his favorite Tsubaki soap today, and I knew that after this class— I would be rewarded greatly.

The sound of classical music floated through our home, his deep voice making my nipples harden as he explained what he would be teaching today. I also heard the sound of women moaning and knew that he was now showing the creatures porn as well.

Their little grumbles and gasps always made me grin.

Some monsters had a difficult time understanding their partner's anatomy when they first started dating humans. This was a lesson in carnal desires but with only one goal— how to make your human woman cum.

"Baby Girl," I heard Sir call. "Come out, please."

I swallowed hard and left the room, stepping out. I was met with both curious and aroused gazes, the many sets of eyes watching me as I went to Sir and knelt next to him.

"Good girl," he said, his timber voice softening. "This is my Baby Girl. I am her Sir, her Gentleman. I am also a Mothman who has dedicated my life to the art of pleasuring our mates. Baby Girl is very helpful, and while she will be exposing her body to you today— you will not touch her, nor will you speak to her without my permission. You will not interrupt our scene without my permission. She is mine and mine alone. Look at me, Baby Girl."

His last sentence was for me. I looked up at him immediately, meeting all six of his onyx eyes.

My Sir was a very beautiful Mothman. His skin was dark blue, his antenna black and curling through his hair. His fangs gleamed in the light as he gave me a little smile, offering me his clawed hand. His wings stretched behind him, as beautiful as stained glass windows.

I took his hand and allowed him to pull me to standing.

"Please disrobe and place yourself on the table, pussy facing the class, Baby Girl."

"Yes, Sir," I said.

I began to remove the pieces of my kimono, placing them on a chair sitting against a wall. There was a mirror above it so that I could look at the TV with flashing erotic images on the opposite wall as I stripped.

I was now fully naked in front of a room full of monsters. Sir stepped a little closer, curling one of his claws through my long black hair.

I took in a deep breath and then went to the table. I paused, smiling at the rose petals he had taken the time to put over the top. He had chosen a variety of colors, some orange, and some pink.

"Thank you, Sir," I said, climbing on top and positioning myself.

"You're welcome, Baby Girl. Part of pleasing your partner is setting the mood," Sir said, looking back at the creatures. "Find out their favorite scents. What pleases them. In Baby Girl's case, she loves it when I place rose petals on our bed."

I was naked on my table now, my nipples hard and pussy throbbing with anticipation. I could see the faces of the monsters that watched, all sitting in their chairs and taking notes. From a couple of Orcs to one Minotaur to even some ancient-looking demons, all were here to learn how to please a woman.

My own monster turned to look down at me, giving an expression only I would see. One of his eyes winked at me.

"Today, we will start with electrical stimulation. The goal of this class is for you to not only learn about how to make your partner experience pleasure, but how to do so creatively as well. For many of us, we have claws. Claws can be used for pleasure, but you have to be very careful. Spread your legs for me, Baby Girl."

I obeyed, spreading them wide. A little shiver worked through me and I felt his hand spread over my stomach.

"Relax," he murmured.

I let out a breath and listened, my muscles relaxing.

His other hand then lifted and I gasped as he spread my pussy lips.

"This right here— this little nub—" I cried out as he touched my clit. "This is a woman's clit. Every woman is different, but this is a very special spot. Many women find that if this little spot is rubbed correctly, they will cum."

He began to play with it, rubbing me. I gasped, a moan leaving me.

He pulled his hand away, giving my pussy a light slap.

"Now, I was being very careful to rub her with the pad of my finger and not the tip of my claw. If you can't do this, then you will need to pay attention to some of my later suggestions. Now, back to electrical stimulation…"

I let out a breath as he moved to his table where a variety of toys were splayed out. Behind him was the TV where erotic images and videos played, and I bit my lower lip as I watched.

The classical music was soft, adding to the atmosphere. I turned my attention back to Sir as he plucked a little electrical box up, along with some wires and a device that I knew all too well.

He started talking again, but I found myself tuning him out as he explained the safety of using electrical play boxes and inserts. I was getting wetter just by watching him instruct, knowing full well that he was about to torture me.

He would drive me to the edge over and over again, and if he was kind— he would make me have an orgasm that would leave me quaking and crying.

He brought over a bottle of lube, carrying the box, wires, and insert with him. He arched a fuzzy brow at me as he squirted some onto his hand, rubbing my pussy with it.

I gasped as he slipped a finger inside of me, followed by a second. A groan left me, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip again.

"Lubrication is important, especially if you are well-endowed. Some of us have knots, some have ridges, and some have cocks that a human's body would not take normally. Lubrication is important."

I gasped as he pumped his fingers in and out of me for a moment, a soft growl leaving him as he then pulled them free. He then held up the insert that was attached to two wires, attached to the box that was about to electrify me. It was like a controller, one with dials for him to up the intensity if he chose to.

"Baby Girl enjoys sensations and pleasure, but not so much pain. If the electrical stimulation becomes too much, she will tell me."

"I will," I said.

We had known each other for so long that he knew if I needed him to stop, I would use my safeword.

Sir chuckled, running his hand up my body. He paused, pinching one of my nipples. Pleasure shot through me and I arched up with a groan.

He leaned over, spreading me wide and working the insert inside of me. He then started to rub my clit, making me groan and writhe.

I had to be good. I had to be good for him, and fuck . I wanted to.

Sir chuckled and picked up the box, moving closer so that he could look down at my face.

"If you can't see Baby's face for this, you might want to stand. Seeing her expression, looking deep into her eyes as I start to crank the electricity up…all of it is important to know how to please her."

I gasped as I felt the device come alive inside of me. It felt like a low hum against the walls, growing more and more intense as Sir turned the dial.

I screamed, my body arching up as pleasure rocked through me. Sir eased back on the intensity, just a little.

I cried out again, groaning. It felt like I was having orgasms, but I wasn't quite yet. It was just the waves, all caused by the electricity now pulsing through me.

"We have a good level now. I will turn it up once she adjusts. Now, we get to have some fun."

I let out a little scream as my body reacted to the pulsing, moaning. It was involuntary sounds coming from me now, cries here and there.

Sir went back to his table and picked up a pussy pump and a vibrator.

Ohhh fuck. The bastard wanted to make me squirt.

He almost looked evil when he was like this, picking out the instruments he would undo me with. His antenna moved with delight as he listened to my gasps, his chuckle echoed by the monsters watching us.

He came back to the table and set down his new tools. He then reached up, giving my clit a gentle rub.

"Oh fuck," I groaned, my toes curling.

"This is the response you want," he said. "Look at her feet, how her toes curl. All of us can smell her arousal, but it's not enough. This is my mission, to make her scream so much she can't speak tomorrow."

I gasped as he turned up the intensity, a throatier yell leaving me. The contractions became more intense and I lifted my head as I felt him fit something over my pussy.

"This is a pussy pump. I like to use this while using e-stimulation devices. In fact, I like putting her so close to the edge that she thinks she can cum, but then I keep her from doing so. It depends on your dynamic of course," Sir said, glancing back at the monsters watching. "Any questions so far?"

I heard someone clear their throat. "Does the electricity not hurt?"

"No," I gasped, letting out another moan.

"Baby Girl will tell me if it's too much," Sir said. "It can hurt. It can be too much. This is why communication is important. Now that we've gone through the first lesson— mood, music, setting, and electrical play… It's time for lesson two."

I felt the pussy pump press against me and I closed my eyes, knowing that now was where I'd start to see god.