"So, that's it for today's lesson. Class dismissed."
The gorgeous teacher on the podium gently moved the dark wings behind her back, wiping the whitish liquid from her slender fingers.
The faint moans from the stage were muffled by the giggles of the young girls, who were leaving the classroom one after the other, talking and laughing.
Only the male students, who had collapsed on the mats in a trance-like state of countenance, were left behind.
Link covered his still buzzing head and slowly climbed up from the mat that still smelled of lust.
Still tingling from the over-demanding actions he'd just been subjected to, the cold wind blowing through the window made the naked man shiver, and he hastily grabbed the towel next to the mat to wipe his sticky bottom clean of bodily fluids.
After drying off, he grabbed his clothes and, after being fully dressed, hurriedly left the classroom which still smelled strongly of lust.
On his way out, he ignored the boys who were still in the afterglow of their orgasms, their faces in a trance.
"Ah... Why do you run out in such a hurry every time?"
It wasn't until his footsteps had nearly disappeared that any of the boys finally began to come back to their senses, slowly and leisurely cleaning their bottoms with a towel.
"It can't be helped that such a bastard is Miss Villette's exclusive slave. If it were me, I'd want Miss Villette to play with my rod every day."
"Yes, Ms. Villette, the first rank in this school year... Her squeezing must have been heavenly, right?"
"Hey, hey! If you say that, won't your master punish you?"
"Anna should be pissed, but the thought of her ruthlessly trampling my rod with boots that have been worn all day makes my anticipation build."
"Ah~ Stop it, I'm getting excited again! I'm going to smell Helene's scent and jerk off again!"
Perhaps already knowing what was going to happen when the other boys woke up, Link had absolutely no intention of interacting with them and headed straight for the cafeteria.
In the corridor, girls still covered in semen were laughing and talking to their peers about the fun they had had during the last session of sperm squeezing.
Through the windows of the other classrooms, the boys, who had just gone through a full forty minutes of squeezing, lay on the mats with a few of the girls standing next to them, occasionally teasing their flaccid rods with their feet, which were clad in black knee-high socks.
Around the corner Link had just crossed, a girl was pinning a boy against the wall, curling the tail that peeked out under her skirt in a circle and writhing the rod sticking out of his jeans.
Outside the hallway bay window, on the playground, a row of girls in gymnastics uniforms were sitting on the small bellies of their fellow male classmates, jiggling their asses like they were playing.
What should have been a highly challenging scene in terms of human morality and ethics as well as worldview wasn't anything special, as Link has gotten used to it.
In the months of captivity in this succubus academy, Link had watched these acts to the point of near boredom.
Private Sakuratei Academy, a school established and managed by succubus, nestled between the human and Succubus worlds. Its purpose was to train generations of succubi.
Men are used as "teaching materials" and "food".
Every year, Sakuratei Academy disguises itself as a normal school of higher learning and prestige, attracting many male students to enroll.
Perhaps it is the assurance of a bright future, a lucrative scholarship, a guarantee of an advanced degree, or perhaps... the bait was simply the gorgeous female students.
