The Forsakens

The owners of the footsteps were a guard and the president of the Chicken Head's Academy.

As she entered the sight of both Sakar and Calvin, they were mesmerized by the bewitching beauty of the president. Her very existence was like a s.e.x.u.a.l assault to the eyes of men. Every part of her body was alluring in a different way. The white smooth skin of her, the moderately sized bouncy b.r.e.a.s.ts of her, beautifully shaped long legs of her, well rounded vibrant a.s.s of her, the m.a.t.u.r.ed beauty of her face...

Women of the city cover their men's eyes if she is near. The problem for them was not the beauty of her. Olga also had a godly level when it comes to beauty. The problem with the president was her way of presenting herself. Wearing always the most revealing clothes, daring enough to cover private parts barely, especially around the b.r.e.a.s.t region. Even in cold days, she wears decollete dresses that reveal her b.r.e.a.s.ts. She is yet to be seen with a bra. Her n.i.p.p.l.es are always visible through her clothes and they are mostly at the edge of the clothes. Even her clothes are not the biggest problem for the city's women. The biggest problem is her behavior. Every act of her; speaking, moving, working, even the tiniest glimpse of her, her way of eating, her way of fighting, her way of standing, whatever she does exudes s.e.x.u.a.lity. Basically speaking, she was the embodiment of erotism. Caused by the combination of these, she has earned the nickname, The Human S.u.c.c.u.b.u.s.

This is why Calvin got nervous. It was hard to resist her. He would kill to spend a night with her even though he was a trained law keeper. There have been many times he dreamt of her and woke up with a wet bed. He had to deal with too many families' infighting caused by her beauty. He always classified those cases as men's fault for being dreamy, like they can capture that beauty. But that is the first time he witnessed that woman up close. His thoughts were that this was at a sinful level. No one has the right to be that kind of art piece. Even the artists who had the most sophisticated tastes of beauty would get together and make a statue, it wouldn't come close to her at all. The goddess of beauty would get envious of her. The s.u.c.c.u.b.u.s race would enlist under her as a student.

The guard opened the door. His hands were shaking with excitement. He thought to tell a few words to impress her on the way but could not dare to. He still wore an expression of bliss. He was shaking but looked like he found the answer to life, the universe, and everything. It wasn't 42.

Sakar: "Am I released?"

The president: "They allowed me to give your punishment myself."

Sakar was happy beyond words. He was happy to get punished by her. In the past, he was punished once by her. It was one of the most precious memories of Sakar.

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He knew no limits in the past. He would be considered much more civilized as of now. It was the start of the education year, there was that swimming course mostly chosen by the water users. Of course, Sakar also has chosen that course to see girls with swimsuits. If Wrath didn't beat him all the time, he also has seen potential in the botanic course but he refrained from choosing it. The changing room was in the bas.e.m.e.nt. There was only one changing room. It was first used by girls and then boys. He made the plan. He entered the room after every course was over. He stayed in the room all day. In the morning he hid himself to one of the empty closets. In his mind, this was a brilliant plan. He learned the flaw of the plan in the morning. After the girls rushed in, he wasn't able to see because of the thin opening between the lids. Since he chose an unused closet to not get caught, also that meant there was no one changing in front of that closet. He couldn't see anything. Desperate times need desperate solutions. He opened the lid a little to see the s.e.xy legs of the girls. Since he had a fetish about legs, his sight was focused at the bottom. He wasn't able to see where the girls were looking at. One girl spotted him and screamed. Girls instantly neutralized him. They picked him up and brought him to the president. This was how our peeping tom got his punishment. The president thought that releasing his energy would calm this guy's s.e.x.u.a.l d.e.s.i.r.es to calm down. She gave the punishment to do push-ups and sit-ups. During the push-ups, there was nothing to worry about. Everything began with sit-ups. Sakar was doing sit-ups wrong. He was lifting his foot from the ground while doing the sit-ups. The president warned him that this is wrong. He still couldn't do it. So she sat on Sakar's foot. With every sit-up, Sakar saw the magnificent revealing b.o.o.b.s of her. This was the best motivation for him. The sensation of her a.s.s on his foot was engraved in his brain. Even our famous pervert Sakar wasn't able to speak in the presence of that woman at that time. His punishment was just 50 push-ups and 50 sit-ups. After he was done with 50 sit-ups, the president stood up. Sakar maybe the first time in his life, used the word please with a dignified tone 'Please help, I want to do more sit-ups.'. The president winked at him and told: 'Maybe another time, handsome child. But if you come to me with the same reason again, you can forget about it.'.

This is why Sakar never ever tried to look at girls like this. He changed his ways. He was directly trying to look at their s.e.xy legs via sitting at convenient angles or watching them sparring and engraving their revealed parts to his mind with a drooling face. He was looking from the bottom stairs to see their p.a.n.t.i.e.s. He was also expelled from the swimming course after the incident.

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Sakar had to speak. He tried to collect his courage to speak. It was hard to speak in front of that hypnotic beauty. But he had to say what crossed his mind, he had a principle of that. No matter the outcome, he has to speak his mind when it comes to his l.u.s.t. This was it, he contemplated a little but in the end, he spoke.

Sakar: "If I knew you would punish me, I would get myself in prison all the time!"

President winked and: "I don't like naughty boys, Sakar. If you understand what I mean, how about behaving yourself?" She bent a little bit to Sakar's ear and whispered with an e.r.o.t.i.c tone; "If you behave yourself, I may even reward you. Who knows?"

Sakar got frozen on the spot. He was literally stunned. Couldn't utter even one word. Couldn't take even one step. He was like a statue. His stunned posture was broken just after Calvin spoke. He shuddered like someone has just walked over his grave and he snapped out of it.

Calvin gulped: "Mi-Miss So-Sorella, how di-did you-you convi-vince them?"

The president in an alluring tone: "It is a secret, honey."

He shuttered a lot. This was his first time in his life shuttering. He was a fine speaker but could not handle that. There have been times he spoke to the groups of people and didn't shutter at all. Her sole existence made him unable to speak properly. Calvin lost all confidence he had in himself. Even a fifteen years old boy was able to speak without shuttering in the presence of that goddess. How can he shutter? That was embarrassing. To avoid embarrassing himself further he decided to not speak if not necessary.

The president: "Let's go, Sakar. Your friends are waiting for you at school."