Taming the Obedient Onahole's Mouth
"...Therefore, magic must always be manifested in the order of gathering, constructing, and releasing mana. This has become the foundation of the modern magic system. However, looking at past examples..."
A boring lecture. Propping his chin on his hand, Leon zoned out while eyeing the teacher's figure.
Glancing at Lina, she met his gaze—clearly paying attention to him—and flashed a dopey grin.
Ding-dong-dang-dong!
The bell signaling lunchtime rang out, and the teacher wrapped up the class.
"Make sure you do your homework. See you next time!"
"And Lina, could you stay for a quick chat?"
Lina glanced at Leon for a moment. When he nodded, she replied and stepped forward.
"Y-yes..."
Drag-scrape—thud.
Lina followed the teacher out of the classroom. Leon watched impassively.
Lina had regular counseling sessions with the teacher. She struggled to fit in with the class. But lately, it felt like the frequency had increased.
Had the teacher noticed something off? It seemed like he needed to take some measures with her.
Lately, Lina's training had been going smoothly. Brainwashing Magic and Charm Magic kneaded her soft brain relentlessly. Any half-baked logic he threw at her, and she'd convince herself it made perfect sense.
She was gradually molding to his tastes. He'd even fixed that annoying stutter of hers. Made her wear makeup, dress up nicely.
Recently, guys had started swarming her like flies, which pissed him off. But in the Tower of Balance, he was always glued to her side, and he'd drilled it into her not to entertain them. Should be fine.
A little later, Lina returned from her counseling. Leon jerked his chin for her to follow, then headed out of the classroom. She caught on immediately and trailed after him.
They left the school building and headed into the city streets.
The Tower of Balance didn't look like a typical tower at all—in fact, most weren't. This one was vast, practically a small city. Step just a bit from the central dorms and school facilities, and you'd find all the shops you needed.
He slipped into a secluded alley. Lina hurried after him with quick steps.
"Lina. What'd the teacher want to talk about?"
"Nothing much. She just asked about you, Leon."
"And?"
"I said we're friends! 'Cause we are!"
Hmm... so she asked about me.
"More importantly..." She murmured, pressing herself against his chest.
"Leon... I can't hold back anymore..."
"Hold back what?"
"Cumming... I haven't been able to since the other day..."
Blushing, she clutched at his clothes.
"Can't you just do it yourself? Didn't you self-develop in your room last night?"
"I did... but no matter how much I tried, I couldn't cum..."
"Kept going and going, but still couldn't..."
Of course not. He'd cast orgasm block magic on her.
After instilling a daily nipple masturbation habit at home, her sensitivity had risen enough. Time for the next phase: she could only cum from his hands.
He'd walk her back to the dorms and activate the block right before parting. No matter how much she played with herself like usual, no release. She must be going insane.
Without climax, the heat in her body wouldn't fade. Tweaking her nipples to quench the thirst would only make her hornier.
"Can't you make me cum with your hands, Leon?"
"Why?"
"You haven't made me cum lately..."
She looked up at him pleadingly, clutching his clothes, on the verge of tears. Her face was beet red, breaths ragged.
Ahh, Lina... the more you act like this, the more I want to torment you.
He stroked her hair. So soft. Begging to be ruined.
"But think about it, Lina."
"I always make you feel good."
"Don't you think you should do something for me too?"
"That's what friends do. Help each other out."
She pleaded desperately.
"Then I'll do it for you too. I'll make you feel good, Leon."
"Yeah? Then go ahead and touch me."
Leon yanked down his pants.
"Huh?"
Lina panicked and whipped her head away.
"Don't turn away, Lina."
She turned back but couldn't meet his eyes.
"You said you'd make me feel good. Hurry up and touch it."
"I-I was gonna touch your chest..."
"Pfft... my chest? I'm a guy, you know. You messing with me?"
"Sorry... I don't know much about this..."
"Hurry up and touch it. You weren't lying to me, right?"
"N-no..."
Drenched in Brainwashing Magic and pickled in massive lust, she couldn't tell right from wrong anymore.
She swallowed hard and fumbled at his cock over his underwear.
"How's... that? Feel good...?"
"Nah. Pull down the underwear first if you want me to feel anything."
"Oh. R-right..."
Lina tried pulling down his underwear, but it caught on his cock. He'd gotten rock hard from her aroused fumbling, tenting obscenely.
Her cute grunts as she tugged at it with both hands—he just watched without helping.
Yank!
"Ah! There..."
Slap!
"Eh?"
His freed cock slapped across Lina's face. Stunned by its massive size, she froze.
Sniff—sniff—
Her instinctive deep breaths drew in Leon's concentrated musk. Far thicker than usual, it numbed her brain.
"Hngh—haa. Hngh—haa."
Her eyes locked on his cock, desperately inhaling the scent.
"Lina. Snap out of it. Aren't you gonna make me feel good?"
"Ah, y-yeah..."
Finally coming to, she gripped his cock with her hand. One wasn't enough—she used both. Then she squeezed and kneaded.
"Not like that, Lina. Stroke it up and down."
"L-like... this?"
"Yeah."
Her slender hands worked his cock eagerly. Each stroke peeled back the skin, releasing more intense scent that seemed to entrance her. But she clung to reason and kept jerking.
"Leon. Feel good?"
She looked up expectantly, but Leon shook his head.
"Nah. Your handjob skills are too clumsy. I can't feel a thing."
"R-really...?"
"That's why you can't cum by yourself either. At this rate, it'd take all day."
"Yeah... sorry..."
Fun as it'd be to make her jerk him off till he came, it was time to head back.
"Lina. Open your mouth."
"My mouth?"
"Yeah. Say 'ahh' and open wide."
She obeyed without question.
"Ahh~"
He shoved his cock straight into her mouth.
"Glrk?!"
Startled, Lina stared at him like what?! and tried to pull back. But he pinned her head, keeping her in place.
"This is called a blowjob, Lina."
"Mmph?!"
He felt her respond around his cock. So obedient.
"Your hands don't do shit, so to feel good, I gotta use your mouth."
Grabbing her head with both hands, he fucked her mouth like an onahole.
"Guh! Glrk! Gaaack! Ngh!"
Her hands slapped at his thighs. He heard her suffering, but didn't stop.
"Can't help it since you're so bad at it, right? You promised to make me feel good."
"Glrk! Kek!"
"You haven't even taken half. Don't exaggerate."
"Th-that so?!"
As his climax built, he buried deep and unloaded straight down her throat.
Unable to handle the flood, she struggled to pull off. Forcing her to swallow it all from the start would be too harsh.
He released her head. As he pulled out, she retched and spat out the cum.
Tch, what a waste.
No big deal. He'd teach her blowjobs slowly.
"Cough! Kek!"
He shook off the last drops from his urethra and pulled up his pants.
"Good job, Lina. Wait till dinner, and I'll make you cum."
Her face flushed, she replied.
"Yeah... cough! Did it feel good?"
"Yeah. Your mouth pussy's so warm, felt great. Way better than your hands."
"But let's practice more so you can do it without my help, okay?"
"Really? That's great..."
"Sorry I've been so selfish, only thinking about my pleasure..."
"I'll practice every day to get better. When you feel good, I feel good too!"
He'd forced it down her throat, but not only did she not hate it—she wanted to practice more. What a convenient onahole.
"Heh... yeah. Oh, one more favor."
"What? Just say it!"
"Later, with the teacher..."
"..."
After hearing his request, Lina clenched her fists.
"Got it! Leave it to me!"
"Yeah. Thanks."
"Before we go back, brush the pubes off your mouth."
* * *
Siana, the homeroom teacher for Class 2-1. She mainly taught magic history to the kids.
Lately, one girl had been on her mind: Lina. The shy, isolated kid who'd always needed frequent counseling.
But recently, after hanging out with a boy, she'd started doing makeup, got a neat haircut, changed her fashion. And no more stuttering.
As a concerned teacher, the transformation was positive for the once-timid girl. But she worried the boy might be a bad influence.
She decided on extra counseling.
Siana recalled that morning's session.
She'd asked what kind of friend Leon was. Lina had gushed:
"Leon's great! Thanks to him, I do self-development every day and feel so much better! But why ask about Leon? Did he do something wrong? If so, I'll take the blame for him—he's my friend! Or if not, why ask about him...?"
"Ah... I was just curious what kind of friend he is. Go on back for now. We'll talk more later."
At that moment, Siana's instincts screamed their relationship wasn't normal.
Rubbing her throbbing head in the staff room, she pondered how to handle it.
Knock knock.
"Come in."
Drag-scrape—thud.
Lina entered the staff room, hiding something behind her back.
"Lina? What brings you here?"
"You've helped me so much with counseling. I wanted to give you a little gift as thanks."
"No need. It's my job as a teacher."
"Still! This is my favorite tea—please try it. You have to!"
She handed over a box of tea packs.
"If it's your kind gesture, I won't refuse. Thanks. I'll definitely try it."
"Okay."
As Lina left, she turned back one last time.
"It's great for sleep, so drink it every evening for the best effect!"
"Got it~"
Drag-scrape—thud.
Siana watched her go. Giving her teacher a gift—what a sweet girl. Her personality really had changed.
Maybe she was being too negative about this Leon kid. Could just be a close friendship.
She tabled the worries for tomorrow and decided to head home.
I've been stressing over insomnia anyway. Might as well try it.
She packed the tea in her bag, oblivious to the sinister magic infused within.