Professors of Tomorrow
-February 12, 2010, Zhu Estate-
"I Understand you want to build something amazing, Pearl. You have always been a higher thinker within the Vampiric race. However, the Mikaelsons will come for the Doppelganger, what then?" Lucinda Valentin, Gabriel's wife, asked.
"Then Solomon Bennett will handle it as he said. We all signed a contract. You recognized who she was before said contract was signed, don't try to find a way out, now." said Pearl.
"Can this Bennett be trusted?" asked Gabriel.
"I vouch for him." said Pearl, "As long as we honor our words, he will do the same. Give him a reason, and he will kill you before you become a threat to what he is building. And I will help him."
"Even if Solomon should fail, I have a sure-fire way to run the Mikaelsons out of town. But none of that matters if you can all keep your mouths shut. To the world, the Doppelganger doesn't exist. She can't exist." Anna added, and the vampires realized it was best to just stay out of it.
"Good, Gabriel, I need you to become a War Dog again. We can supply the Witches and Werewolves at half price. Solomon will supply materials to my Apothecary. Annabelle will develop a rating system for vampires who want to earn a daylight ring. The Salvatores will handle the construction of the new manor. Meeting Adjourned."
-February 12th, 2010, Daughtry Estate/ Formerly Lockwood Manor-
Gyda sat down with Jenna, Richard, Tyler, and Carol.
"While Jenna and I are away, Richard, you will go find your brother and bring him back home. According to Solomon, he is Miami, Flordia. He's with a Pack under an Alpha named Jules. This is your chance to show how big your dick is. Go fuck that bitch, take her pack, then bring them back to me." Gyda growled.
"Yes, Lady," Richard replied meekly.
"The rest of you. I want you females pregnant by the next full moon. Males, find a whore and bring her forth. If she isn't pregnant by the next full moon, there will be consequences. Hamiltons! I want a nightclub set up by the college and a drug operation set up. Lockwoods! The town loves you pitiful mutts, and every town needs a hardware store. We will be making a lot of illegal cash, and every faction will be starting a construction project, so that will be our business. The Home Depot of Mystic Falls," Gyda explained and received no opposition.
"Moving on, the new moon is tomorrow. If anyone has a pup recently turned sixteen, they will make their first kill tomorrow night. I refuse to be the weakest faction. Alright, get to it!" Gyda Barked, and the clan scrambled.
Jenna was the only one that remained as she sat next to Gyda. "Gyda, how do you expect us to grow if everyone is pregnant?"
Gyda looked at Jenna and smiled sweetly. She reached out and pulled Jenna into a soft kiss. Jenna was slowly getting used to Gyda's over-sexual nature. She was also glad that Gyda was so open as Jenna was constantly horny since she became a wolf.
"I have a way to change the supernatural world forever. Solomon wants to make waves. What I plan to do will create a fucking tsunami." Gyda spoke as she undid her pants, revealing her cute chunky clean-shaven pussy.
The moment Jenna picked up Gyda's scent, her pussy moistened. Gyda reached over and pull Jenna down. Jenna knew exactly what to do as she immediately gave her Alpha enthusiastic lip service.
Meanwhile, at the Bennett estate, Solomon was also having an eventful morning. It all began with him waking up, sandwiched between two naked beauties. He roused them both to consciousness by gently caressing their bodies and toying with the fresh pink lilies, petals moist with morning dew.
Bonnie's eyes fluttered open, and she gave Solomon small kisses along his collarbone and up to his neck while thanking the heavens for allowing her to share his bed after so long. For Bonnie, there was no purer love than the love she shared with her twin.
Solomon looked to his left and took in Bonnie's beautiful eyes of emerald green, her soft caramel skin, and pretty lips that felt like cotton to the touch. Bonnie smiled and became giddy. She also took in her brother's intense hazel eyes and soft brown skin. Running her slender fingers through his neglected and uncut curly hair, Bonnie swooned.
Solomon chuckled and ran his index finger from her brow down the bridge of her small nose. " Mesmerizing," he spoke softly.
Bonnie giggled as she tenderly bit down on her bottom lip. Fate then stepped in, causing a lock of her hair to fall over her face, and Solomon's heart stuttered as he had never seen such a naturally seductive woman.
Solomon's cock harden and grew inches, glidden across Bonnie's creamy inner thigh.
"Did I do that?" she spoke in a serene voice of feigned innocence.
Solomon palmed her ass and squeezed a light moan from Bonnie. Her hand snaked down in an attempt to cup his large balls, though they spilled from her small hands. She fondled him a bit before running her matte lavender nails along the underside of cock.
Solomon sharply inhaled. Bonnie smiled with pride.
"You're really tricky, being that my dick is the first you've handled," Solomon spoke lightly.
" This beautiful monster was made for me, Sol. Pleasing it is an innate knowledge. Just like my little..." Bonnie grabbed the base of his rod used it to tease her dripping folds. "tight...slick...ahh..yoni!" Bonnie held him still and dropped her hips as Solomon's shaft burrowed through the barrier of her innocence.
"Ahhh." Bonnie moaned with relief and fulfillment as Solomon's cock touched the bottom of her unsampled honeypot. "God! Yess! This pussy was made just for you, Solomon! Do you feel it? The way my pussy takes you in and clings to you. Ahhh! Haa!"
Solomon moaned as he felt double the pleasure due to his connection with Bonnie. Her vise-like pussy trembled, sending ripples through his cock. Without a single movement, the twins were riding a sensation that had them teetering at the edge.
"Claim me." Bonnie pleaded. " Make me yours... Whatever I want, remember? I want my your thick hot...Cum! Fuck!"
Solomon gave her a deft thrust, and both of them saw stars. Intoxicated, Solomon rolled over, pinning his precious Bonnie-Bear to the bed. She quickly locked her legs around his, hoping to keep him within her forever. She felt complete.
Meifeng watched in awe as the union between the twin lovers glistened with evidence of their love for each other. Unknowingly they both had cum, and Solomon's seed spilled from their juncture, painting Bonnie's puckered asshole.
Still firm and ready, Solomon's hips moved, and Bonnie's hips matched his thrust as she wanted to be fucked as much as Solomon was intent on plowing her. In a matter of moments, wet sloppy squelching filled the room with a sweet fragrant of sex. Bonnie cried out as her mind rocked back and forth between light and dark. Solomon could only see flashes, but he never stopped striking her wanton pussy.
Overflowing, creamed, and a complete mess, Squealching turned into a repetitive pop due to the amount of built-up pressure. Bonnie's horny cunt farted with every thrust of her brother's angry cock.
Meifeng had long gone through a multitude of orgasms as she came for the last time. She fell back, and her pussy was revealed the appearance of a miniature pool compared to bonnie's oasis of mixed cum.
Meifeng then snapped her head up when Bonnie spoke mind-numbing words. "Sol, keep going! Please don't stop. I'm almost there! Do it harder! Beat it up! Yes! Yes!"
"Ahhh fuck! Bonnie, tighten that pussy.Yes! Ahhhh!"
Meifeng's eyes went wide as Bonnie and Solomon looked suspended in time. Their bodies poised and contracted at the crescendo of their first union. Solomon looked like a hulk as all of his muscles bulged as he held Bonnie off the irreplaceably soiled mattress.
"Ahhh!" They shouted in relief, and their divine juices fired off in unison. Bonnie's body shook as a thousand bolts of lighting attacked her. Solomon resumed his thrusting to ride out the orgasm that made his dick feel like a rod of pure energy. Bonnie was forced to dig her claws into his strong back, drawing blood, in her attempt to hold on.
When it was over, Solomon rested on his calves. Bonnie straddles his lap, hugging him with tears in her eyes. Solomon kisses her beautiful swan-like neck while stroking her petite overworked figure. All the while, Bonnie still rocked on his half-mast pole.
"That's my Bonnie-Bear." Solomon praised her endurance and greedy hunger. "Just as insatiable as I remember. But now it's time for you to know how much you pale in comparison to your decadent twin of debauchery."
Bonnie hummed in his ear as she got her feet under her and began to fuck herself in a low squat as Solomon thrust upward.
"H-how?!" Meifeng exclaimed, and she suddenly felt small again as pleasuring herself the entire time left her legs weak and mentally exhausted.
Bonnie laughed. "That was our first real orgasm. Anything smaller is just booster shots."
Meifeng looked dumbfounded as the sex fiends began to dive deeper into the throws of lust induce maelstrom.
Solomon and Bonnie went until an hour afternoon. Before they ended, Meifeng found herself in the middle of the twins, callously toyed with, as they pushed her body to her limit.
Bonnie and Solomon now laid in bed satisfied and holding each other while Meifeng used her mouth to clean them. When Bonnie was satisfied, the trio went to shower, where Bonnie and Solomon gave Meifeng all the tender loving she could ever want.
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Sometime later, The trio sat in the living room as Bonnie brought them tea, and Solomon pet Meifeng, who napped with her head in his lap.
"You would think she started with us." Bonnie giggled as she took her seat and nestled close to Solomon. They were like magnets and didn't plan on fight the attraction.
"Oh, she just needs a few more sessions. She'll get stronger. I think we're just a bit different. Even when we were younger, we hit milestones." Solomon replied as he continued to look over a pile of paperwork from various parts of constructing his empire.
"What you working on?" Bonnie asked.
"This stack is finished. It's about Emily and the secret she kept from us. This stack is from Slater with information on the Mikaelson Family and Katherina Petrova. This stack here is also from Slater, as we are in the process of turning gold into legit money. It's a bit of a process as we only sell at the highest points of the week and only if it's higher than the previous week. Were also set up a Gemstone line. And he is working on starting a tech company. I also have school paperwork, documents for our properties. All of this ties into our Conglomerate, Benedictus Group. Shall I continue?" Solomon asked as he looked over.
Bonnie smiled as she silently nodded. She could peer into his mind but seeing the results of his accumulated knowledge and hard work was a whole different aphrodisiac.
Solomon went on to explain his mini-projects, such as recruiting and locating students and staff for his school. His development projects for the future. His world network scheming for organizing the witches, Governing system of the supernatural. The path he planned to take to dip his fingers in every pie of the human world powers.
Bonnie and Solomon talked for hours, and Bonnie even made suggestions and gave solutions. Though some of the magic theories went over her head, she had learned a lot. Bonnie wasn't the best academic, but she found herself focused and intune when helping Solomon with the inner workings that made everything they had possible. She couldn't even remember the last time she looked at a price tag. Hell, even her car was the third one she had, and it was well beyond the budget of a small-town girl.
Bonnie also learned the dirty and grimy things that Solomon did to keep the family flush. She learned that he was responsible for the mass shooting in New York and the theft of the federal reserves gold stockpile. The mass murder in New York and the suburban neighborhood that was burned to cinders in Washington. The massacre at the Georgia Guidestones and jewelry heist in Atlanta. Finally, the many people he sacrificed to power his Seprntine Obelisk that saved Bree's life.
Blinded by love or just completely numb to the wellbeing of anyone outside her circle of immediate care, Bonnie didn't know but found every murder and crime heartwarming and equivalent to a declaration of love as every move seemed to be done for her or the family.
"I wanted to help next time. I want to pull mine on weight. That's how lovers build a future together, so that's how I want this to be." Bonnie spoke with confidence and determination.
"Whatever you want, Bonnie-Bear."
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The next morning, Solomon stood in the kitchen as Meifeng and Bonnie laughed with each other and jubilantly cooked breakfast. Meifeng was already on Solomon's schedule, but Bonnie took well to the five am wake up.
"Emily!" Solomon called, and she appeared. "Tell the spirits that you are needed in the world of the living. You will choose a body. I will have Grams place your talisman on said body."
"What?!" Meifeng and Bonnie exclaimed as they both knew resurrection was far from that easy and became harder the stronger the resurrected was. And Emily Bennett is strong.
"You can't be serious?" Emily was shocked.
"I am... Tell Tess that I need you for school and to hurry her ass back because I miss her. Also, your life was cut short. I know it's a common tale for us, Bennetts, but if that is going to change, we need to break some rules, and you're the cheapest option. Your talisman is designed to carry your spirit. The body you choose will be the sacrifice. No spell or power needed, you little minx. And when you get here, we're going to talk about your hidden genius in the art of artifact construction."
Emily frowned, more anxious than angry. " That's why I didn't tell anyone about my grimoire, you little brat. I held the secret of my talisman for 100 years, and then you come along..." Emily sighed, " Ayana isn't going to like this."
"Emily!" Solomon barked.
"Yes, Lord." she then vanished and reappeared with Ayana.
"That was fast," said Solomon.
"I was training the Chamberlian girl. She is needed for the academy, is she not?"
"She is, and so is Emily. I'm sure you're aware of the secret behind her talisman?"
Ayana nodded, "She's the only witch to ever accomplish it. A friend of mine came close, but Bennetts can't help being the best."
Ayana was proud of Emily. "But, before Qetsiyah came out of the shadows to follow you, our laws over here were ironclad. But the Queen says fuck it. Bennetts have to start looking out for ourselves. So, Emily can resurrect herself now."
Emily's eyes went wide with shock. When she first died, Emily was basically tethered to Ayana because Ayana said that her revival method was darker magic than vampirism.
"I take it you're in charge until Tess returns?" Solomon asked.
"I am. Emily, I give you permission to return. There's a young witch in New Orleans, and she isn't conforming to our ways. The Bennett's of New Orleans want her gone. Sophie Devereaux. Ask for a woman named Sabine Laurent. Tell her you're the blood of the ancestors of Dubois. She'll help you. Solomon, call me if you need me, hun."
"Thank you, Ayana." Solomon smiled. "Oh, and we have another family line?"
"The Dubois family has long perished. They were the descendants of the first Bennetts that founded the French Quarter Coven in New Orleans. Why do you think we let your silly momma take you to Madam LaRue? A Bennett in the hands of a stranger, never."
The moment Ayana vanished, Emily sighed. "That bitch scares me. I'll find Shelia, and we'll get back as soon as we can."
"Alright. Hurry up and tell Grams to leave Vanessa behind. I have use for her."
"Haa, that Bennett fangirl that Sheila keeps around?" Emily asked, amused.
"Yupp, that's her." Solomon laughed, "Get going."
Solomon then looked at Meifeng and Bonnie, who were eager to know what was being said. Solomon popped both of them in their foreheads and told them to keep cooking.
Sometime later, Melissa, Patrick Glaser, Diana, Cedric, Bonnie, Bree, Meifeng, and Vanessa sat in a classroom as Solomon sat on his desk.
"You are all Professors of Tomorrow. You will become the bedrock of our faction and school. With that being said, What is magic?" Solomon asked.
Solomon received a lot of good answers, but each answer could be summarized into one sentence.
"Magic is a tool," said Solomon. " When one tool fails, what do you do?"
"Get another tool," said Patrick.
"Year one curriculum for all ages. Physical training, close-quarters combat, weapons training, survival, and medical training. To be a witch is to be feared; fear makes people do stupid shit like want to kill us. Magic can't be our only line of defense. A bullet is not biased, and a stake, if used correctly, can kill a vampire and werewolf...
Other than that, I and the spirits will be teaching all of you magic. A Bennett Ancestor will lead instruction when I am not here. You will study hard and work even harder. Generations of witches, our species' fate will be decided right here in this castle. For practical training, you will go out in teams of two and retrieve grimoires lost to time. Locations will be provided; you just need to survive the quests. Any questions?"
"Yes, what if we want to specialize in one subject?" Mr.Glaser asked.
"After you are introduced to them all. We are teaching scholars and training warriors. This is more than a school. It is a factory that produces our first line of defense against any and all threats. It is the beating heart of the new united world of witches. Let's get to work." Said Solomon.