《Realm of Learning: Adventures of Eternium》16.5 and Lust
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Late night, perfect time for the second half of the POV, gonna put a tl;dr for anyone who wants to skip it, Ellie is a freaky sex puppet, might not be to everyone’s taste, dw everyone else will probably be tame.
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She was sitting in her living room, shag carpet feeling comfortable under her feet, a dagger in one hand, a cup of tea in a teacup made of ice, but this particular ice gave out heat keeping the tea hot, she couldn’t stop thinking about the boy, she needed to forget about him, she couldn’t let him hurt her, it was a shame though the boy had some much talent, only legends in the making were supposed to be able to pass the trial of magi, no doubt the next time they would meet he would be the next sword saint, and she would just be the wizard who taught him a bit about magic when started, but it was better that way, so she had let him go.
However she couldn’t forget about him, even this dagger reminded her of him, it was silver with a bat for a handle and its purpose was bloodletting, she sighed, she was sure that not only would he have been the best apprentice, she was sure she could study his blood, but she could no longer ask him since their relationship was over, but she still couldn’t forget about him, not even in her dreams, oh yes she even dreamed of him.
When he left, she fell asleep and dreamt of their life together, they had gotten married, they had a tower together, the size of ten palaces, they were both grandmaster magicians, they had children who were riding about on their father’s horse. It was intoxicating, she had to escape him, before she lost herself in the sweet dream, and so she ran from her dreams, leading to her not sleeping at all, she had been here for a few days, just sitting down trying to forget to him, but she couldn’t help herself, it was all his fault.
“Phenatos!”
She panicked, she had been woken from her ruminations, HE was here, she hoped if she ignored him he would go away, she hoped in vain, he walked closer to the orb, if he touched it he would be teleported to the room she was in, because he had been here before, she couldn’t show him this room, she hadn’t finished tidying up, throwing the cup she was holding into the fireplace she teleported away.
Once again she panicked, in her haste she had come to her bedroom, what would he think if she received him here, she threw the knife into the curtain ruffled her robe and hat to make it look like she had been sleeping, she cursed, she was still wearing the same robes she had been wearing when he was here, she could still see the dried stains, she hadn’t the time to change, he was about to touch the orb, she jumped face first into her bed to pretend she had been asleep, she hoped if he thought she was sleeping he would come another time, so she would have time to prepare her heart.
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She was wrong, she felt his stare upon her, scrutinizing every inch of her body, she realised her mistake, a man and a woman in a bedroom can lead to only one thing, she wondered if she would that pleasure come again, would he make it come, would she fall enslaved to that pleasure, under his gaze her heart began to beat faster, her lower half felt hot, and wet, she cursed in her mind, she had taken her panties off when he took his trial of magi, they were hot and sticky, she hadn’t put any on since, all she could think about was him, then he touched her, she panicked and grabbed his arm, now he would know she was pretending, what would he think, thinking quickly she pulled him into her bed, his sword poked her in the stomach so she threw it off the bed, she then she grabbed his arms and legs, now he couldn’t take her, she told him she wanted to sleep more, now he wouldn’t think she invited him for that, though the tingling in her stomach told her she couldn’t refuse if he made his move, surprisingly he made himself comfortable and fell asleep, no he was pretending and when she let her guard down, he would strike, she didn’t know when she let her guard down, but she fell asleep embracing him.
She dreamt of an alleyway, she knew this alleyway before, she had been here as a child, not here but at the entrance, that was where she first saw it, he was behind her, he smiled at her and ran his hand through her hair, she knew it was too late, she was a slave to her master, she took off her clothes, completely bared before him she kneeled down and took his member out, there is was the thing she was dreaming of, the thing that she would be enslaved by, she looked to her right and stared, she stared at the little girl the same way the woman had stared at her, but now it was time, she went to taste her master, but he pushed her away, she knew it wouldn’t this easy, she had to beg, he looked at her and, she knew what he wanted, she lifted her hands level with her chest and making her hands in fake paws scrunching them and hanging them loose, she let her tongue hang out and began panting, then sat back on her legs, he then put her collar on, she knew it was hers it had her name on it, engraved into the silver tag.
He ordered her to shake, she put her right paw out and he shook it, he ordered her to play dead, she got on her back, lifting her arms into the air, lifting her legs as well, she spread them, showing him everything, showing him his dominance, she had closed her eyes so she couldn’t see him, but she could feel his gaze, then his hands as he stroked her belly, he called her a good girl, she loved this feeling and she loved him, he then order her to sit, oh she loved this part the most of all, she got on her toes squatting before her master still panting with her tongue out, her paws at chest level once again, she looked to the right the girl was the still there, the girl had hidden behind the barrels, the girl was still watching, she knew that behind the barrel the girl had begun to touch herself but the girl wouldn’t know the pleasure, not yet, he ordered her to bark and she barked.
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Then the master let her have he bone, slobbering as though in heat she sucked and licked, and kissed her bone, no hands, hands were for humans, animals had paws, she had paws, she looked at the girl, the girl had begun to suck her fingers, the girl didn’t hide this, eventually her master ordered her to stay again, she was sad, she pouted, whined, and looked at him with puppy dog eyes, not because she wasn’t getting her favourite bone, no she wanted to happen sooner, he ordered her to present, she stood up, spread her legs, bent over bringing her hands to the ground, presenting herself for her master, like this she started at the girl, she stared into her eyes, the little girl staring back, watching as her mastered entered her, she felt a wave of pleasure and she moaned, her drooling lips lets out a flood, but this was just the start she would have eight more while the girl watched. With the eighth her master finished as well, their love juices mixed and were so plentiful they began to drip out of her, she looked back at the girl, the girl hadn’t known the pleasure yet, she scooped their mixed juices and tasted them, making the most joyous face in the direction of the girl, this was the best taste in the world to her, she got on her hands and knees and began to crawl in the other direction as her master walked beside her, she left with a smug grin, she knew what would happen to the girl, after they left, she would go to the area, she would get on her hands and knees like a stray pup, to pretend to be like the woman, the girl was curious, she would see the remnants in the dirt and wonder about the taste, eventually, even centuries from that moment she would feel the pleasure and then the girl would become just like the woman.
She woke up still embracing him, she couldn’t remember the dream well but she remember it was about him, him and her, and she could no longer escape, she yawned, lifting her arm and leg off him, if he left now she could still turn back, but he stayed, she saw it in his eyes, her wanted her too, but she couldn’t let that idiot Theo ruin him, he would have to be her apprentice, she was overjoyed when he agreed, she knew she would have to take the lead, she was older, she was wiser and she was his magic teacher, but she knew a day would come when he was stronger than the feeble mage, and then he would be the one to push her down.
She put relaxation magic on him, another one of her unique skills, he wouldn’t feel pain, but he would definitely feel pleasure, she also wanted him to secretly know how she felt, what she wanted to feel, she went and took the dagger from her curtains, noticing his dagger she threw it onto his sword, he wouldn’t need it, not yet anyway, when he was stronger she wouldn’t mind the knife, she mounted him, opening his vest, she showed then drew his blood, she imagined what it would feel like to have the dagger in her, to have his dagger in her, and she felt that incredible wave of pleasure, her hat fell off, she couldn’t see his face, how boring, but she couldn’t move either the pleasure was too strong, picking the hat up with her teeth she threw it into the pile, she saw his eyes and they were confused, oh dear, she hadn’t made her intentions clear, she hadn’t asked for blood, and she hadn’t told him how she felt, she had to make one or the other clear, and she wasn’t in the mood to stop now, she stripped for him, showing him everything, then she teased him, his will was strong and he told her what he wanted, she obliged, she exposed his throbbing manhood to the air and began to suck on her favourite bone, it was every thing she wanted, the taste was amazing, she knew if it was him it would even better than what was in the alleyway all those years ago, but she knew it was too soon, he had to be stronger, he had to make her his, she cut it to an end here, she knew if she did he would want it more, then he would eventually push her down and she would forever become a prisoner to that pleasure.
She did up his pants and teleported him to the entrance, licking her lips she could still taste him, she couldn’t wait for more, she knew if they mixed the taste would be even better, she almost couldn’t wait, but she knew she had to, he wasn’t strong enough yet, then a darkness took hold of her heart, what if when he came back she wasn’t good enough, and thus she vowed to become a grandmaster no matter the cost.
Tl;dr:
She saw a perverted couple doing the deed as young girl and became a closet pervert, years after she meets the MC, seeing him beginning a legend she becomes an open pervert, after waking up in his arms she built trust with him, when he promised to become a grandmaster magician and became her apprentice she jumped the gun forgetting to ask for his blood, ends time short because he’s still novice, can’t even inherit her skills, and could still betray her like her first apprentice, when he comes back intermediate she’ll give him everything ;), vows to finally become a grandmaster for him, so she can teach him everything.
Next time we’re getting back to his novice quest!
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right after a healthy nutritious breakfast!
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