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The trainee entered Garion's office exactly five minutes before their meeting was scheduled to commence, exactly as Garion had expected. The only thing the girl seemed to be interested in was her own sense of superiority which ultimately lead to asinine performances like this.
By this point, it had only been a couple of months since Garion had been notified that an Arbiter in training would be placed under her tutelage. Since then, the girl had only been an annoyance to her.
While it was common for Arbiters to have a heightened sense of pride, they could, at the very least, respect the authority of their superiors. This certainly could not be said of the girl Garion was assigned to babysit who attempted to undermine her at every opportunity.
This flaw, Garion thought, must be the reason she was assigned to her. It was impossible for her function as an Arbiter in her current state, that's why she needed to be taught a lesson.
"Arbiter Garion," The girl began, her face still wearing that permanently smug expression. "May you elucidate the reason for this meeting?"
"I've determined that the quality of your behaviour is unfitting of what is expected of an Arbiter." Garion stated. "This meeting should help remedy my concerns."
"What's wrong with my behaviour?" The girl asked, growing agitated. "My performances in training have been nothing but exemplary despite the poor command of my supervisor."
"If there's nothing wrong with your behaviour, you will be able to prove that here," Garion responded calmly, choosing to ignore the insult thrown at her.
"Very well then." The girl complied. "What exactly is required of me then?"
"Strip," Garion instructed, revelling in the girl's sudden change of expression.
"Apologies," The girl said as attempted to hide her flustered expression. "Your words were unclear. I must've misheard you. May you repeat that?"
"I told you to strip," Garion repeated, ensuring she spoke with clarity.
"I don't see how stripping will help my 'behavioural issues'." The girl replied, beginning to lose her composure.
"You have problems with following orders assigned by your superiors," Garion explained. "Disobedience is not accepted here. When I say 'jump' you ask: 'how high?'. When I say strip: you strip. You should be thanking me for all the compassion I've displayed thus far."
As expected, Garion's speech caused the girl to slowly acquiesce and start undoing the buttons of her dress. Unbeknownst to the girl, Garion started removing the bottom half of her uniform as well to prepare for what was to come.
By the time Garion looked up from her desk, the girl had already finished and stood there dressed in only her bra and underwear. Safe and plain, the sight of the girl's undergarments was rather underwhelming compared to what she was expecting. Fortunately the smug grin she usually wore had been annihilated, leaving her quivering with fear or perhaps, excitement. This attitude was much preferred to her usual one.
"Strip fully," Garion clarified, smiling lightly as she watched the girl obey her orders. First she removed her underwear before starting to undo her bra. Garion's gaze remained fixated upon her at all times. She was enraptured by the girl's struggle to remove her bra under pressure. The grunting and whimpering as she tried to release herself from the humiliation was like music to Garion's ears.
Sadly the beautiful sight couldn't last forever as the girl eventually won the battle against her bra and dropped it onto the floor below. Now that her body was fully exposed, Garion could see that it was nothing special, but it would suffice for what was to come.
"Good girl," Garion said condescendingly, attempting to aggravate her victim. "Now come here."
The girl obliged without a word and sat on the chair in front of Garion's desk. From there, Garion arose from her seat before swiftly pulling off her underwear which left her pristine beauty fully on display.
"This is ludicrous!" The girl cried despite being unable to avert her eyes from Garion's bare vagina. "Surely you can't be insinuating what I think you are."
"You're already standing naked in my office," Garion said nonchalantly, smiling smugly. "Partaking in some oral sex isn't too farfetched considering the situation."
"But are you sure this is okay?"The girl asked, her confident demeanour completely eroded. "Nobody will know that this happened right?"
Those words made it clear to Garion that her plan had worked. The girl's obnoxious personality had finally been somewhat tempered, but there was still a duty to had to fulfil. It would be impolite to lead a girl on and then not give her what she wants.
"Don't worry. Nothing will leave this room." Garion reassured her. "Now if that was your only concern then why don't we begin?"
Upon hearing Garion's words the girl slowly knelt down in front of her and slowly moved her head towards Garion's groin. From there it wasn't long until Garion could feel the girl's tongue working its way between her folds. The girl's technique was commendable for someone who seemingly hadn't done anything like it before. Garion could feel sparks of excitement start to build within her, but sparks alone were not enough to bring someone like to climax.
Meanwhile, the girl on the floor seemed to pour her very soul into dancing her tongue around her supervisor's clitoris. The pure passion put into the performance was truly wonderful. It wasn't long until the girl starting panting and sweating from the overexertion. These conditions didn't deter her however as she continued licking with all her might. Despite her efforts though, Garion showed no reaction.
This didn't deter the girl though as she continued for a rather long while before starting to slow down and eventually giving up. She slumped to the ground, her body shades of reds and pinks with sweat lining her breasts. Her breathing still short.
Garion's expression remained the same as she went to help the girl recover. The reasons for the girl's behaviour were unclear to her, though learning those reasons wasn't something Garion cared for. What truly mattered was that the girl's behavioural issues had been rectified. That was the reason for their meeting after all.
With help from Garion, the girl was able to slowly rise to her feet and lumbered towards her discarded clothes to start redressing herself as Garion did the same. Silence filled the room as they got dressed and attempted to return to their original dynamic.
"Are you satisfied, Arbiter Garion?" The girl questioned with a slightly nervous disposition, her clothes and hair unnaturally unkempt.
"Certainly," Garion responded. "You may leave."
The girl hesitated before making her exit. "Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"I see." The girl replied, failing to hide her downtrodden expression as she left the office.
Garion relaxed in her chair as door slowly closed. One item was off her to-do list. Now she had other duties to attend to.