" B-but, how... ? Who... ?" he spluttered. "You're not... !" No, I'm not Prototype Ten. Since I have no prototype number, you'll just have to call me ...am. That's what my parents call me, anyway."His mind still befuddled, the Golindan stammered, "Y-your parents?" Um-hm. Prototype Nine's my mom, Prototype Ten's my dad, and I can tell you man, adolescence sucks when your parents know everything you do and think!" The young man shook his head, smiling. "I have to admit, though, they only butt in on. None of us work full time at the academy, we have two lives; one we show to all, the other is hidden from all but the members of The Academy. We each have our jobs in different fields and we excel at them both in industry and academia. The Academy, however, is our true calling where the mastery over our disciplines is revealed. In the subsequent pages you will read some of the stories of our guests and you will be able to familiarise yourself with the kind of work we do here at The Academy. Who. Then, you're going to lock yourself to that board. First, you'll carefully sit on that seat there in the middle, and lock that seatbelt around your hips. Make it nice and tight so you won't fall off the board. It can only be loosened or opened with a key. Once that's done, bring your legs up sideways into the splits position, and rest them on those boards on the sides. Then snap those shackles down over your thighs to where they attach on the boards, and if you can reach them, the ones just. After slowly working in gently, I finally am able to ease myself all the way in. You're pussy is like a glove, fitting around my cock perfectly. I start to thrust slowly in and our, your creaminess covering my cock with each stroke. As my speed picks up, I hear you start to mewl in hard lust. This is now a lustful action of heart and passion and gradually you become louder, more audible to me. You are never this loud. You’re normally under and soft with your passionate noises as you near.