1.6 - Lesson

Ilse scrubbed at the voluptuous woman's back. Thoroughly to divert her attention from the urge not to fondle her massive breasts or squeeze her on her buttocks. It didn't help that Katarina would make sharp gasps and moans anytime her hand lingered near a sensitive spot. 

It was staring at cake, but you couldn't eat it.

"Corruption Ilse, at least in this world, is not about mana deprivation," She whispered, turning her head, very close to Ilse's ears. "It's a prima hunger–of all sorts. Mental, emotional, and above all very sexual."

Sounded more like a curse, honestly.

"So…it's a basic need here?" Ilse questioned. "Then why, isn't everyone engaging in total hedonistic pleasure."

"You would think, everyone would just openly have sexual relations with strangers in order to feed their compulsive instincts, but… The rules set up by the [System] deters this."

Katarina, spun around, pushing Ilse, to the front of the massive tub. Ilse jerks in surprise, her hands gripping the edge of the tub. Katarina's soft hands moved sensually down her back, sending shivers down her spine. She enjoyed every moment of it, the gentle touches were like a powder keg. Heat rises to her cheeks. 

"Ah," she moaned. 

Katarina giggled, "you're so sensitive, do you wonder why?"

Ilse nodded. 

"Because corruption here is very much like an itch, if you don't scratch, it will scratch you."

Ilse wondered. "So I need to constantly relieve myself?"

"Yes and no, If you desire, say… a particular person," Katarina forced Ilse to arch out her back, then she moaned as Katarina's hands gripped her round breasts. Her fingers teased her nipples. The sensation was beyond pleasurable. She enjoyed the intimacy, when was the last time she felt this? Then Katarina pushed her away abruptly and forcefully, leaving in desire. "But, you can't have them, your corruption will skyrocket until you get what you want."

Yes. 

She could feel it, she hated the sudden coldness, the disconnect that Katarina forced on her after she made her ache in pleasure. Her [Corruption] was indeed rising.

"Do you hate what I just did, Ilse, do you feel long already?"

She did.

"If that feeling is ignored for long, you'll change, get sick, twisted, you may even die." 

Isle grimaced. 

"As a Zero, your rights are practically next to none. Especially zeroes without assigned classes. They don't last long. When you inevitably have to leave here Ilse, have you thought about how you'll stave off the corruption? Will you resort to drastic measures and "take" someone off the street, and "feed" on them? Or, will you start delving into the dungeon, gambling your life away for a little bit of mana?"

Dark thoughts crept into Ilse's mind, she could see herself doing just that. Gripping a slipping dick, or "touching" a less fortunate zero to aid her own whims. 

Katarina changed the subject, but it was close enough. "As for mana, think of it like oxygen, without you won't survive. Without a class, a role, or a job your body has little reason to produce it."

"What happens if I'm completely drained of mana, besides collapsing of course."

"Having 'tasteful' sexual intercourse is a very simple way to exchange it, and purge corruption from your body. Being deprived of mana will just in turn drive you to get in the most instinctual way. It's self-explanatory. But, dying is a possibility, being susceptible to strange diseases, or even worse things…I won't mention."

She started gently scrubbing Ilse's back, Ilse maintained her arousal, focusing on not lusting.

"And people with strong classes often have to rely on retainers for mana. Or offer them their–" she didn't complete the sentence, leaving it open to interpretation. 

She balked at the idea, it was control and she hated being controlled. Anastacia had been controlling. "That's like being a slave."

Katarina teased a smile at her, it cut deep. "But, Ilse, you've been my slave for a day. How did it feel? Do you resent me? How did it feel to scrub those floors for a paltry meal?

Ilse shook her head. She was thankful, and Katarina didn't seem like someone who took advantage of her, she saved when others only stared. Working for her was fair. 

"No, I-I'm thankful, if being one means I'll make it by then I don't mind being yours."

"I'm only pulling your leg Ilse, of course, you're more than a servant." Katarina giggled. "Tell me, would you ease your suffering?"

"Excuse me?" Ilse asked dumbfounded. 

"A good sexual experience could jumpstart a Zero for days," she implied. "Do you want to have sex?"

Ilse became both horrified and excited by the idea, they'd only just met and yet the intimacy was off the charts. Heat sparked the core of her being. She'd always liked women a bit more than men, being with a woman like Katarina, was like a dream come true. 

"Well, don't leave me hanging, I'm only asking for your consent."

Ilse hesitates, what if Katarina was wrong or lying? What if her corruption rose? What if she gets too attached, what if Katarina has an ulterior motive? 

Katarina pulled her in without warning. Ilse eyes went wide, as she was taken into the woman's care. Ilse was pushed to the edge of the tub, Katarina kneeled in the water lower before her, she started kissing her stomach, her wet mouth leaving a trail of kissing then upwards, towards her breasts. 

"Ah," Ilse moaned.

"Such beautiful skin," Katarina murmured. She slipped her finger under the water, disappearing around Ilse's crotch. She pushed a finger inside. Ilse closed her eyes enjoying the moment. Katarina started stroking her pussy, growing bolder by the second, she added more and more fingers until Ilse was verbally moaning. 

Katarina leans forward, suckling the tip of Ilse's breasts, her nipple captured completely. Ilse threw her head away, as she lost herself in the sensations. 

Then Katarina did the undesirable again, she pulled away completely, leaving Ilse yearning for more. 

"Now check your corruption."

[Corruption: deplenishing.]

[Corruption 9%]

It was 15 percent not long ago.

[Mana capacity - 75%]

Her mana had gone up too. Still, she was disappointed she was so close to an orgasm, but she was afraid to ask for the whole thing. It seemed Katarina liked teasing her. 

Ilse looked saddened. 

"Why'd you stop, I was actually enjoying that."

Katarina smile. "I said I'd teach you, Ilse, not do as you please..but if you insist. "

Katarina stood up completely. She spread her legs out. Then she she whispered something. "[Futanari]."

"What!" Ilse barked. 

A sparkle of starlight hovered around Katarina's privates, Ilse stared in awe, equally shocked and aroused. A 7-inch cock materialized in front of her eyes, Katarina's hand gripping its bulging veins, it stood rock hard. Two large testicles hung below her penis. She retracted the skin from the head. 

"You wanted a taste of my power, Ilse? Then take it."

Ilse mouth agape, drooling, wiggled her hips left and right in submission.