The School

I vividly remember the first day I met Nuba, at The School of course. I was about seventeen at the time. Up until that day I had lived like a drone almost. Well, I can say that looking back at it. I didn't realise whilst I was actually living like that of course, as The School was pretty much the only environment I could remember.

Let me tell you a bit about The School. It's full name is something like: Sisters of Chaste Mercy Private School for Privileged Young Ladies of Decorum and Refinement. That's why everyone just calls it 'The School'. It sits on a desert planet named Scarab's World, for no reason anyone had every explained, and the only structures on the whole planet are The School ones. The rest of the place, literally everything else, is pretty much lifeless desert. The only water of any note is an ancient ocean, deep underground, under The School.

It was run by a sisterhood of robots, who advertised the school for a place that the very, very, very rich could send their girls (or adjusted boys, or neuters on occasion) to grow up well educated and extremely ignorant of certain matters - mostly regarding sex. In fact, their main selling point was to keep the 'ladies' pure. That way they are more desirable when they come of age, to marry off for strategic advantage. It's a cruel galaxy.

I had been sent there when I was about ten, and since then had only ever seen my family through holo letters. As you may have surmised, my family was massively wealthy. We owned at least three planets and a dozen moons that I knew of. I had three brothers. I was the only girl.

The day of meeting Nuba then, started like any other. I woke up in my small but well furnished room (the sisterhood called them cells, from some ancient religious meaning I think), and slipped out of bed.

Immediately my synth servant activated. I made toilet, and allowed it to wipe me down afterwards. The fact that this was normal to me may tell you something about my life. A pampered prisoner really.

Then I walked into the shower, and allowed the synth to wash me. Like I said, normal.

When the thing washed my hoo-ha though, I felt a small tingle, which it immediately registered.

"You will report to medical before lunch for a supplement tablet," the synth said. I nodded. This was fairly normal, we were given one about once a month.

The servant dried and dressed me, and then handed me my pad. There was a chime, and the door slid open.

As usual, I stepped out and joined the other girls on the way to breakfast. Whilst some of us chatted quietly, I had no special friends that lived near me, so I walked alone, sliding into my regular seat on table fifty for the meal. Table fifty was a small table, with only two seats. The other one had been empty for about a month, as the previous occupant had left for some reason.

That day was different thought. Sitting across from me, with skin as dark as space, was a new face. She was about the same age as me, but taller and thinner. She wore the school uniform of course, which was a white blouse, dark navy blazer and skirt.

"Hey there," she said, as soon as I sat.

"Er, hi," I responded. I had always been a little shy and formal, so this casual greeting took me by surprise.

"I'm Nuba, what do they call you?" my new friend carried on.

"I'm Alice," I said. "We shouldn't talk before the food gets here really, they don't like it." I glanced at the head table where the robot called Mother Superior was sitting. Of course, the sisters, as they called themselves, didn't eat, but they liked to oversee us at mealtimes.

"Oh poo, don't mind them, the old rustbuckets," Nuba said, making a dismissive gesture.

I gasped at such irreverence to our teachers.

"Hey, you're cute, you know that?" the new girl went on, although she did say this in a much lower tone, a whisper almost. At the same time she covered my hand with hers. I couldn't help but notice her nails were painted even. Scandalous!

I went bright red. I had been called pretty before, but never in such a fashion, and such wanton contact!

I pulled my hand away, and started to open my mouth to chastise her, but then the words of my etiquette teacher came to me: "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

I didn't want to say nothing though, that would have been rude, and I had been taught manners. Oh, how I had been taught manners! Endlessly taught them!

"I'm very glad to meet you," I simply said.

"Oh! Ho ho!" she smiled, not at all perturbed by my short response. "How long have you been here Alice?"

"Seven years now, thank you for asking," I replied.

"That explains it," she said, nodding to herself. "Well, I've been transferred here from another school for my final year. They may have taught you many things my pretty, but I'm going to make it my mission to teach you how to have fun. And I'm going to have fun with you doing it." She giggled, and only then was hushed by a passing sister.

My head was spinning. Who was this girl? What did she mean?

It was only after we had finished breakfast that Nuba spoke, in a whisper, again. "Do they give you any pills here?" she asked.

I nodded. "Sometimes we have supplement tablets," I replied, also quietly. "I have one today."

"Don't take it!" Nuba hissed as we stood up, ready to go to class. "Pretend, but don't!"

Then the chime went for lessons, and we both walked off, but my head was spinning at the encounter. What did she mean? What was wrong with the supplements?

Shaking, I went to class on the first day of the rest of my life.

~*~

I finished my porridge, and put the bowl in the cleaner. Then I looked around and wondered what to do. Well, I know what I wanted to do! However, it was too risky to get intimate with Nuba whilst Adail was fully awake.

Even so, I found myself wandering off to Nuba's cabin. When I got there, the door was open. I peered in, to find her lying on her bed, reading something.

"Come in swee... Alice," she said, patting the bed next to her. I blushed as a memory came back to me, of her patting a bed, a long time ago now.

So I sauntered in, trying to remain casual and calm, but, yes, I did sit, then lie on the bed next to her, peering at her pad to see what she was reading.

"Oh dear," I said, after a few moments. I sat up again.

"What?"

"I... can't be near you like that." The close contact with her body, even just lying there, had started me breathing harder. "Oh dear. I need to... take a shower!"

I heard Nuba's amused laugh as I ran from her cabin towards my own.

I tore my jumpsuit off and hurled myself into my shower, which would mask my actions at least. Turning the spray on, I pushed myself into the corner and rubbed at my pussy, quickly arousing myself.

As I sank down the floor though, a shadow appeared outside the translucent door of the cubical. I gave a little shout of alarm as it slid open, but it was just Nuba.

"Don't do that!" I said, my hand remaining where it was. "I thought you were Adail!"

"I just wanted to watch," she replied, leaning against the wall.

"Oh, you bitch!" I replied, but even as I spoke, I was rubbing myself again.

With her watching I was even more turned on, and it was barely thirty seconds later that I was squirming under the jets of water, making little whimpering noises as a brought myself to a juddering climax.

"I still can't believe how horny you are," Nuba simply commented, as I relaxed, breathing hard. "Come on, you'd better get dressed before Adail wonders what's going on." She turned the shower off and helped me up, careful not to touch me too much. She knew that would set me off again.

Still, she watched me, mischievously grinning all the while, as I towelled myself off, teasing her by rubbing my hands up and down my body and boobs.

"I've ruined you," she said, but was smiling anyway. "Stop it, or I'll have to take a shower myself."

I burst into laughter, and threw my towel at her.