It had taken Jenella quite some effort to make it this far. The Empire's Royal Concubine corps only accepted the finest specimen with perfect poise. Locked into her training table and servicing yet another cadet with her finest asset - unquestionably, her ass - Jenella reflected with some pride on her promotion to trainer. Her own chamber, and a much better selection of cadets to hone her skills were the reward. Not to mention the attention of all the sensors trained on her body, instructing her and the science div of the concubine corps. Not that she was the trainer in the sense of her conscious self, of course. Bio feedback from her session would inform her how to behave, when to clench around a cadet's member, even if she had not been vocal enough, or arching her back too much in the throes of passion. All the hard work would pay off when she was finally able to achieve the perfect session, and of course, repay the corps for lost time due to "excessive pleasure and resulting negligence." Keeping from climax was just so hard ever since she started receiving the enhanced trainer's serum... surely just a coincidence. One day she would be the Emperor's alone, no doubt, and it would all be worth it.