Saldrea smiled viciously.
Izzy spat out blood and started to roll over when Saldrea kicked Izzy’s stomach, rolling her onto her back.
Izzy gasped, eyes wide with surprise and pain.
“Stay there,” Saldrea said. “The top of my boot is too good for you, lick the bottom!” Then she stepped on Izzy’s mouth.
Izzy gave a muffled scream, eyes going wider, as Saldrea ground her boot down on Izzy’s already broken face.
“Thisis your place,” Saldrea said with vehemence. “Under my boot.” She stepped back and smiled victoriously. “Now I want to hearyousay it!”
Izzy’s face was a bloody mess, her eyes burning with livid hatred. She rolled over to spit out more blood, her beautiful, full lips split and bleeding.
“My place,” Izzy hissed, “is under your boot.” The words were slurred through her broken mouth.
Given how furious she looked, I hadn’t thought she’d say it, but her sense of self-preservation must have kicked in.
“Good!” Saldrea said, her demeanor shifting instantly to sweet kindness. “Glad we agree.” She turned to Svokol. “Sorry for the disruption this insignificant slut caused,” Saldrea said and walked back to her seat.
I knelt and offered a hand to help Izzy up, but she swatted it away and got up on her own, grunting through the pain.
“Let me help,” I hissed. I didn’t have much in the way of healing, but I’d learned enough to help with minor wounds. “I can heal you,” I whispered.
Izzy paused and sighed, then nodded as she sat on the floor.
I touched her forehead gently, since I needed skin to skin contact, and whispered a healing spell. A broken nose and the many cuts on her lips mended. As well, a split on the inside of her cheek knitted together. That was the limit of my powers, but it seemed to help her.
“Thanks,” she huffed. Then she let me help her up. She was still in pain, that kick to her stomach had to hurt.
Svokol glared at us as I guided Izzy to the front row, where a few seats were available… right in front of Saldrea.
“No!” Izzy hissed when she saw where we were headed. “There has to be another spot!”
“Sa Brown, I suggest you shut up and take a seat before I have you thrown out for disrupting my class,” Svokol grumbled. Dwarves were not known for their forgiving nature. My master wasn’t a bad guy, once you got to know him, but he really didn’t like disruptions to his schedule.
“Sit, please!” I begged Izzy as she looked around. But all the other students knew of Saldrea and had sat anywhere but in front of her leaving only a few seats in that first row available. Izzy must have seen there were no other seats and grudgingly headed for a spot.
Svokol continued the class as I helped Izzy into her seat. She winced and groaned as she sat down, confirming her stomach still bothered her.
I sat next to her.
“Turns out, I’m your assigned T.A. for this class,” I whispered as she got out a clunky looking human computer and set up her things. “I can help you a bit, if you need it.” I suspected she would.
“Just be quiet and let me take notes,” she hissed.
She still hadn’t forgiven me for turning her in.
I didn’t blame her.
And it was probably for the best since we’d both made it clear that first night that neither of us wanted a relationship. As an incubus, I might have sex with the same woman a few times, if she was really something, but monogamy wasn’t my thing. I guessed Izzy was the same. The fact that we were roomies now, sharing a bathroom, might make that a bitawkward, but we were both adults, we could handle ourselves.
Not that I’d turn down another round with Izzy, because she’d been spectacular. She’d tested my limits that night, and when she’d finished me off in her mouth… well I’d thought only succubi could work a cock like that.
But that was clearly not what Izzy wanted, so I’d let her be. Even if thoughts of that night had been creeping into my mind far too often over the last day.
I had to get up and help another student and one point and when I returned, Izzy was surrounded with pebbles. Saldrea was pelting her using her earth magic.
Izzy trembled with rage, trying hard to concentrate on the lesson.
