When she and Robin passed another maid—who was in a regur, expeg ing outfit—and the woman didn't bat an eye, Natalie suddenly had an idea of what she was in for.

  Because what kind of staff member could see her employer walking through the hallway with a furiously blushing young woman dressed in a slutty outfit without reag in the slightest? That meant it wasn't an unusual sight, or at least ohey'd been warned or traio expect.

  Instructor Robin had preferences, apparently.

  "My staff is discreet," Instructor Robin said. "Not a word of what happens in this house will be spoken of to anyone."

  Whatever words Natalie tried tle out in reply came unfortunately close to a squeak.

  The Instructor led her dowairs and into a luxurious bathing area with a natural rock floor and a basin that could fit half a dozen people inside, practically a miniature hot springs. Even with how flustered Natalie was, she couldn't help but admire the space. Personally, she would never want a house as rge as Instructor Robin's, that required staff to tend to it, but she wouldn't mind p money into a project like this.

  The water ihe basin was hot enough to have turhe air steamy, and Natalie eyed it in appreciation.

  It was a mark of how thhly her head had been muddled that she didn't grasp the implication of why Robin had brought her down here until the woman's hands went to the first of her uniform's buttons.

  Natalie froze as, without ceremony, her bat instructan stripping. Like all Te clothing, the design of the instructor's uniform was tight-fitting and flexible, meant to be suitable in a fight, and was styled in primary colors of blue and gold, with bits of white and bck.

  She held the coat out, and Natalie mutely took it like the loyal maid she was. Robin didn't stop there—her fingers went to the buttons of her blouse and began popping them open one by one. With that same eous calm, she slipped her top off and ha to Natalie.

  Her teacher was getting naked right in front of her.

  More and more of that pale, smooth Theliosian skin was revealed until Instructor Robin stood ieamy room bare, without an ounce of shame, a small pile of clothing iudent's arms—topped by cy bck panties and a bra.

  Instructor Robin was, of course, stunning. It wasn't like Natalie hadn't noticed that before. She was tall, fit, and blessed with generous curves. Her thighs were shapely, with full, well-proportioned breasts that bounced ever so slightly as she swayed her hips over to the bath. Her ass resented for a brief glimpse before she lowered herself into the water with a sigh.

  Natalie held perfectly still. It felt like a dream. She held her breath, uo do anything but stare like an idiot at her naked instructor as she settled down into the deep inid basin. The water didn't e up all the way, leaving her breasts exposed, nipples cresting above the water line.

  Robin g her, one eyebrow cocked expetly. "You may set those aside," she said with a nod to the clothing in Natalie's hands.

  Natalie jolted, then fumbled to pce the folded stack of clothing onto the nearby shelf. Her heart beat madly in her chest.

  Would she be asking Natalie to join her? Was that where this was leading? It spoke volumes that she had no clue; the woman was too uable. She returo standing in front of Robin, keeping her eyes firmly oher woman's, which took no small amount of effort.

  Robin didn't order her to strip and join her, which was both a tragedy and a relief.

  "So," the Instructor said. "Let us return to the topic at hand. Let me apologize for the interruption to your schedule these sessions impose, as well as the m duties I know you've been assigo. I'm aware losing crucial time for dunge and bat practice is no small punishment. However, matters other than your bat readiness have been—Natalie."

  "Y-Yeah?"

  "Please stop staring at my breasts. I'm trying to have a serious versation."

  Blushing furiously, she tore her eyes up—she hadn't even realized her trol had slipped. Her teacher had some amazing tits. Hidden away into her bat uniform, Natalie hadn't realized just how much she'd been missing out on.

  "Sorry," she stammered.

  "Mm. As I was saying, other fws have been deemed more important to correct, and must be addressed," Robin said, sounding slightly amused. "Judgment and self-trol promi among them. I hope my time with you will serve as effective training."

  Training. For what, exactly? Self trol? Was that firmation all of this was a test?

  Maybe if Natalie had a moment to sit down and think not in the presence of her eacher, she would have a better shot at making an accurate evaluation.

  "I would like to better uand you first," Instructor Robin said. "Our talks on the ride over saw to some of that, but not the truly relevant material. I wish to inquire about more intimate information, sihat is, of course, the subject at hand." She tilted her head. "Hoartners have you had, Natalie? How experienced would you sider yourself?"

  Natalie stalled. That wasn't a question she'd been expeg from her instructor, but then again, she hadn't been expeg any of this. If there was anything Robin was skilled at, it was catg her off-foot.

  Though that might be more because of how outndish this 'mentorship' was than any natural ability to be disarming. Any of her instructors could have tied Natalie's tongue if they'd taken her back to their house and gotten naked in front of her.

  "Pretty experienced, I guess?" she answered slowly. "It's all retive."

  Though even pared to most people's experienced, Natalie had gotten up to some strahings. Her adventures down into the dungeon, for example, most people would never have the possibility of experieng. Like when she'd had her mind thrown into the body of a teammate … and then thhly learned what that teammate's body, and her ow like from the other end.

  "That's to be taken franted, I suppose," Instructor Robin said. "With how quickly you've been w through the student base."

  That was a fair accusation, even if Natalie had to cmp down on a protest. She hadn't fucked that many girls at Te—just flirted a lot. Her teammates and the duook up too much of her time for her to really be 'w through the student base.'

  Though that even Instructor Robin knew of her reputation said some things about how obvious she was.

  "Your answers should be well-formed, then," her teacher tinued. "So tell me: what are your preferences?"

  "Preferences?"

  "I presume you only pursue women," Robin said. "That much is obvious from observation."

  "I didn't realize you were watg me so closely."

  The Instructor raised an eyebroouldn't I? You're one of the top students in your css. Among other reasons for you to have caught my eye."

  Her heart jumped. The words were the closest Robin had e to ht sexual innuendo, today. Her teacher's calm, measured stare as she waited for a response made Natalie feel slightly lightheaded. That, and the sight of those round, perfect breasts cresting out of the waterli was rather distrag.

  "Ah," Natalie said, with none of her usual adroitness in this type of situation. Because, damn it, she still didn't know whether it was a test. Whether her being able to keep herself in check was the entire point of this exercise.

  Should she just ask? She doubted she'd get an answer if she did.

  "But other preferences, beyond geoo," Robin said, pulling bae arm to rest on the lip of the pool. "Tell me, Natalie. What do you look for in a woman?"