While Quinn lingered in the Outstanding Alumni Archive that afternoon, around 2:30 p.m, a man in a crisp uniform strode to the school gate. A shield-shaped badge gleamed on his chest, a holstered pistol hung at his waist.
The chattering vixen guards snapped to attention. They exchanged glances; one darted into the campus while another stepped from the booth, planting herself in his path.
"We've received reports of student incidents; possible abductions or worse. This school's under suspicion. I need to inspect."
He stared at the guard blocking him, unfazed by her curves, and pulled a booklet from his pocket.
Flipping it open revealed "Special Ops Unit One" in bold, with "Leon" written below.
As he flashed his ID, his other hand rested on the pistol, fingers twitching like he might draw at any moment.
The guard didn't flinch, her smile syrupy sweet. She leaned closer, fingers grazing toward his shoulder, but he sidestepped before she could touch.
Click.
The sound of a safety being disengaged.
"Mr. Leon, come now. We're a proper academy. Abductions? Murder? It's all a misunderstanding."
She radiated raw allure, her body practically begging to be noticed.
"Don't interfere, or I won't be polite," Leon snapped, his grip on the gun tightening, ready to pull.
A languid voice drifted from the campus. "Well, if it isn't Deputy Captain Leon. So sorry you had to come all this way alone. Whoever slandered us, I'm sure you'll see through it."
It was Director Bennie.
Her full hips swayed, barely contained by a white blouse with the top buttons undone, teasing glimpses of her supple, porcelain skin. Her long legs, bare beneath a black mini-skirt, rubbed together with each step, dripping seduction.
"Let Deputy Captain Leon in. It's just a misunderstanding, so he can investigate as he likes."
Leon's cold eyes raked over her, then he snorted, utterly unmoved.
The guard stepped aside, bending low to let her plunging cleavage spill into his view as she gestured him through.
Bennie, all smiles, led him through nearly every corner of the campus. Leon stayed silent, his viper-like eyes scanning everything.
They paused at the administration building.
"Deputy Captain, you've seen it all. No issues here, just students enjoying their first day."
Leon didn't reply immediately, his gaze fixed on the building.
After a moment, he spoke. "I need to see this year's freshman roster."
A flicker of icy malice flashed in Bennie's eyes, gone in an instant. Her smile returned, radiant. "Of course, we'll cooperate fully, Deputy Captain."
She gestured toward the administration building, inviting Leon to follow.
Inside, the halls teemed with ravishing female teachers, their prim uniforms doing little to hide their voluptuous curves. The air swam with their mingled perfumes, laced with an unnameable, musky scent. Any man stepping into this den would feel his pulse quicken, his cock stirring against his will, primal urges clawing at his restraint.
Yet Leon remained a statue, trailing Bennie silently. His crotch showed no bulge, his breathing steady as stone.
"The freshman roster's in my office. Please, Deputy Captain, come in," Bennie said, pushing open a sleek black door. She stepped aside, her body angled to let him pass, a subtle invitation in her stance.
Leon didn't hesitate, striding into the room.
Bennie followed, closing the door with a soft click. Her fingers brushed a hidden button, and silent mechanisms sealed the room tight.
She plucked a roster from a wall cabinet and handed it to him as he sank onto a leather sofa. Covering her mouth with a coy giggle, she said, "Here's the student list."
Turning away, she sauntered to a counter, pouring water into two disposable cups. She lingered a moment before returning.
Setting a cup beside him, Bennie slid onto the sofa, pressing close. Her glossy lips parted, exhaling a faint pink mist that curled around Leon, slipping into his nostrils.
"Deputy Captain, you must be exhausted after touring the campus. Have a drink, relax.".
Leon moved to refuse, but her sudden push caught him off guard. His lips grazed the rim, barely wetting them.
Silence stretched for a beat. Then Bennie's hand landed on his shoulder, her plush lips brushing his ear. "Tell me, Deputy Captain, who sent you here?"
Her other hand roamed his chiseled pecs, fingertips circling through his shirt, teasing the hard muscle beneath.
Leon's face darkened. He lurched to stand, but his body betrayed him, limbs heavy and weak. Her touch sparked a tingling itch across his chest, needling his brain.
"Impossible!" His arms trembled, straining against the betrayal of his own flesh as he glared at Bennie.
Her sinful body molded against him, trapping his arm in the deep valley of her tits. Silky skin rubbed his skin, relentless, stoking a fire he couldn't douse.
"Deputy Captain, I gave you a chance," she murmured, her wet tongue plunging into his ear, lapping every crease with obscene care. "You could've admired our lovely campus and left. We'd have welcomed you back anytime. But you pushed too far. Don't blame me now."
Her saliva glistened on his ear, a slick claim on his senses.
Leon's ear felt enveloped by something soft and slick, each glistening drop of Bennie's saliva seeping into his sensitive flesh. It wasn't just an itch; it was a tingling, pleasure-soaked torment, as if a harem of vixens whispered filthy promises in his ear.
"But, Deputy Captain, if you tell me who sent you, I might just let you go."
Leon clenched his jaw, silent. He didn't know where he'd slipped up to fall into this trap, but he'd be damned if he gave her a single word.
Her tongue finally left his ear. With a slow, deliberate strip, she shed her clothes, revealing a body so pale and luscious it seemed crafted for sin. Her eyes glowed a cherry-blossom pink, burning with hunger.
Tossing her garments aside, she knelt before him. Her massive tits enveloped his throbbing cock, her gaze locking onto his. "I admire your willpower, truly. As a reward, you get to savor every inch of me."
Her voice paused, then resumed. "Don't worry, it won't hurt."
Though she knelt at his feet, her words seemed to bypass his ears, echoing straight into his brain.
In an instant, his mind unraveled. Visions of sultry women flooded his thoughts, each one writhing, teasing; fingers plunging into dripping slits or pinching swollen nipples, their moans begging for him.
Before he could react, his cock pulsed with searing pleasure, trapped in her soft, heavy breasts.
Bennie's tits squeezed his shaft, sliding up and down with relentless rhythm. Her silky skin grazed every vein, and with each stroke, her stiff nipples flicked his swollen tip, light as a dragonfly's kiss.
"Told you it'd feel good."
"You'll get nothing from me!"
Mid-sentence, a cool sensation hit his tip. Glancing down, he saw it peeking from her creamy cleavage, glistening and exposed.
Bennie's eyes gleamed with mischief. "No need to trouble yourself, Deputy Captain. Just enjoy my body. Leave the rest to me. Be a good boy."
Before he could retort, her tongue darted out, the tip teasing his slit with delicate flicks.
A jolt of raw pleasure shot through him. Her breasts kept stroking his shaft, milking him, as something primal clawed its way free, desperate to erupt.
"Whoops, I got a bit carried away," Bennie giggled. "But don't worry, Deputy Captain. I'll make you feel so good."
Her lips closed around his tip, sealing tight at the base of his crown. The slick walls of her mouth pulsed, assaulting him from every angle. Her tongue burrowed into his slit, swirling with gentle, maddening precision.
"Nngh!" Leon had never felt anything like it. His body convulsed, thick streams of cum surging from his core, flooding Bennie's mouth without a single drop escaping.
Gulp, gulp.
She drank him down like a fine wine, her throat humming with each swallow.
The release wouldn't stop. Leon thrashed, desperate to yank his cock from her deadly mouth.
But her lips clamped his tip, unyielding, her agile tongue sweeping his slit, clearing the path for more.
A maddening mix of itch and ecstasy battered him. His legs locked rigid, his mind fraying as he came endlessly, reduced to primal roars.
Time blurred. At last, the torrent slowed. Bennie swallowed the final spurt and released his still-iron-hard shaft.
As her lips pulled away, a glistening silver thread stretched between them, her mouth smeared with creamy remnants. The sight was pure depravity, her face a vision of filthy allure.
"Thanks for the feast." She gazed at Leon's half-conscious form. Her tongue flicked out, lapping the stray cum from her lips. "Deputy Captain, I made you feel so good, didn't I? No effort on your part. Aren't I generous?"
His pupils were barely visible, drowned in pleasure. Drool trickled from his mouth, yet a flicker of defiance clung to him despite the brutal milking.
"Your vile schemes won't break me."
Bennie rose, her long legs straddling his thighs. Her dripping slit teased his swollen tip as she leaned in, her glossy lips hovering near his.
"No schemes here, darling. Just a perfectly normal school," she whispered, a pink-tinged breath spilling from her mouth, pouring into his lungs through his nose.
Tears streamed from her eyes, her flushed cheeks painting her as a delicate, pitiable creature. "You've had your fun, but I'm still aching," she whimpered. "You came all this way, Deputy Captain. If we don't give you the full experience, people might think less of us."
Ignoring the terror lurking in his eyes, she looped her arms around his neck. Her plump ass slammed down.
Splurch.
A wet squelch echoed as his thick cock plunged into her ravenous, velvet core.
"You're lucky today, Leon," she moaned. "Not many get the full succubus treatment."
Her lips crashed onto his, her tongue prying past his teeth, chasing his in a lewd, playful dance.
Her lush hips rocked, grinding against his thighs. Her slit, tight as a cherry-lipped mouth, devoured his cock, suckling and nibbling every inch. Its silken walls clenched and eased, like a vixen's skilled hands massaging him into oblivion.
"Deputy Captain, you're hiding secrets." Her voice came not from her lips but inside his skull.