The Training 7

He braced himself as he prepared to knock on the door. The door opened before he could even touch it though, and the receiver's face could be seen.

"Oh why hello, Milly, come in please." The amiable, beautiful face with blue eyes greeted him. He was not called Milly because that was his name. He was not called it because of an interesting incident involving a mill that happened a few weeks ago, or even because he was a millionaire. In fact, he was actually called Milly because- he had exactly one million abilities. While us normal people can eat, drink, sleep, Milly can do all of that easily, in addition to one million special skills. It was the way he was born, and people just went along with it-usually he only had to show a dozen of his abilities to convince other people.

It would be tiresome to list them all, of course, and sadly he doesn't have the ability to list them either, by paper or by talk, so unfortunately you'll just have to follow along as he shows his abilities.

"Why have you come here today?" She asked, pouring some water for Milly. Milly furrowed his brows together.

"I have a problem." He spoke.

"Well, what can I do that your million abilities can't?" She asked, taken back. She had seen Milly solve crimes, bring down terrorists, and even prevent a minor war from occurring between two countries. Indeed, what couldn't Milly do? Milly twirled his finger, moving the cup from side to side with his telekinesis ability

"You see...the problem isn't one of those problems this time." He finally admitted, "Sarah, the problem is my feelings churning in my stomach from using those powers."

Sarah thought this over for a while, then responded: "Is it corrupting you or something? Is the burden too great? How am I to help you on either of those problems."

"No no no," he shook his head, "for some reason...it makes me feel nervous. Especially around people I know. I always fear that something will go wrong, and maybe a secret weakness pops up, and then-who knows? All my powers might be gone, or worse." His worries were real, although a true conflict hadn't occurred since a few months ago. He was getting distracted while using fifteen abilities at once, and then suddenly when he was trying to rescue a boy from a fire, the boy fell, breaking his bones. He was badly burnt, and Milly didn't get out easily either, barely able to think clearly and use the appropriate abilities to escape the smog of smoke and the flames of fire.

Sarah stood up and examined Milly. She looked up and down, and left to right. "You know what I see? A once confident man, who has now grown weak and fearful because of a small incident." Milly put his head down, seeming to confirm Sarah's comment, but then stood up as well. He faced Sarah eye-to-eye and put a single finger on her head, sending shivers down her back.

"I know what you mean," He said, "and I want you to help me. That's why I've come here."

"Then go on, use as much abilities as you dare," She offered, "I'm not afraid."

Milly took a deep breath. Then he stepped forward and begun his training. He began by creating illusions of obstacles. There were suddenly sofas on the ground, and fancy carpets decorated the ceiling. A strange feeling fulfilled Sarah, as if she was comforted by her mother, a child once again. She couldn't help but sit on a sofa. "Distractions for the criminals..." Milly mumbled, producing flashes of jewels on the walls, "...protect the innocent..." surrounding Sarah with a safe metallic wall. He was beginning to sweat from the effort. He sat down as well, still producing yet more protections. "Wall slider... whip as an emergency weapon..." As he spoke, the protection appeared one by one.

"You're doing quite well." Sarah finally spoke, but this compliment ironically broke his concentration. Milly yelped in surprise at how close Sarah was sitting due to the amount of walls on the sofa, and a rock bulge forced him forward, and he didn't have enough time to catch his fall, so he closed his eyes-

and kissed Sarah right on the lips. He blushed as he drawed back. "I uh...didn't mean to do that. I was caught by surprise." He scratched his head as everything he created gradually faded into nothingness. Sarah blushed too, she was quite surprised.

But she found it fine. It was just an accident, right? "It's alright," She said, "it's only a kiss. Here, have another one." So she kissed Milly on the lips, which surprised him even more than the previous kiss. Suddenly Milly had a strange urge, so he delved into her even deeper.

They finished their kiss after a few seconds, both of them panting, Milly feeling a bulge in his pants. "You know...I actually always had feelings for you." Milly said, a little embarrassed, "That's why I chose you to train with, and nobody else." Sarah laughed and gave his neck a few pecks.

"Well then, why don't we go all the way while we still can?" She asked naughtily, drawing off his shirt. "There's a reason I chose to train you."

Milly was quite aroused by now. He answered Sarah by lifting her shirt and pants off with a single snap of his fingers. Sarah was left with only a pink bra and panties. "Ohhh, nice ability. You never might want to know when you want to blind a burglar with his own clothes." And she proceeded to take Milly's clothes off as well, and before he knew it, Milly was left nude.

He quickly turned Sarah around, her smooth body revealing itself, and his fingers went right through the bra as he grasped Sarah's tits. They felt round and plump, and with his touch Sarah felt them harden. She moaned, "Ohhhh that's good." Milly made the panties disappear too, and inserted a single finger up her ass, which brought another shiver, just like the one before from the head, except filled with pleasure this time. "You make me wet." She complained, and indeed, she was already feeling a lot of dripping wetness by the time Milly inserted his second finger. He pushed and pushed on, Sarah already trembling in pleasure.

"Oh yes! That spot!" She shouted as Milly pushed in and out, faster and faster.

"You like it?" He asked while trailing his hand down her legs with cum all over them.

"Mmmmm yeah..." She said while in her bliss, but it didn't last long. "hey, why aren't you continuing!" She complained, but Milly merely walked over to the sofa. "Don't you walk out on me now, Milly..." She whined, and Milly revealed that he was grabbing the whip that was still there. "Ohhh..." She merely stared. Suddenly Milly pushed her down towards the sofa, and handcuffs forced her onto the leather. She stared in wonder at Milly, biting her lip down. Milly whipped her on the front. He whipped her on the side. The whip was brought to the back. None of the whips truly hurt her, but she still exclaimed at every touch as if it were a deadly machine that could kill her with every hit. Her pussy wetted itself from the sexual excitement, and Milly trailed the whiphold down between her boobs and towards her nether region.

"I'm so horny..." Sarah pleaded with begging eyes. Milly finally gave her what she wanted. Starting slow, he inserted his monster into her hole, easily fitting. The wetness splashed his dick, and his erection only grew. She moaned some more, but then started screaming as more and more pleasure was delivered into her. "Ohhhh! Fuck! More! Fuck my pussy!" Milly slapped her butt and brought down a stone in front of Sarah, which not only scared her wits, but impossibly made the scenery even more erotics. Sarah was pushed on the stony surface, her thighs bouncing against Milly's penis, her tits barely touching the stone. Milly started moaning as well, the adrenaline getting to him. They sped up, and soon, they had climaxed, with the cum dripping on the sofa, the cold marble stone, and over Sarah's pussy as well as Milly's pelvis.

They laid down on the sofa, both completely naked. "Oh, wasn't that great... you got to practice your abilities as well." Sarah said.

Milly embraced Sarah and kissed her yet again. "That was wonderful." He responded. "We should do this again sometime."