Education and Encounters (4)
The sharp, wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed violently through the laboratory. Slap! Slap!
“Hmm? So Julia, your little hole clenches tight every time I spank your ass, doesn’t it?”
The enormous cock, throbbing harder than her own heartbeat, ruthlessly plowed through the female professor’s vaginal walls. It scraped every delicate fold inside her, slamming up to her womb without pause before pulling out again. Matching the rhythm of the supreme female body writhing atop him, the boy lightly smacked her ass and began swinging his hips with tireless vigor, fully intent on savoring her perfection.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
“Ahh…! Uhh… Uhh… Hng… Ahn… Y-yes… Every time you hit me… it squeezes so tight… Hng…! Aaaaaahhh! Ahn! Ahn!”
Each time he lifted his hips high, the thick shaft pushed her clinging vaginal flesh aside, driving her clitoris deep into her own folds. When he pulled back, the mound covered in brown pubic hair was dragged out along with it. No matter how many times she tried to grow accustomed to it, the pleasure she felt in the moment was always so overwhelming it painted over every previous climax in blinding white, leaving Julia’s mind in a hazy daze.
“Mmm… Ahn… Hng…!”
Every time he stirred the pink inner walls soaked with her love juices, a wet, sticky sound leaked from their joining, accompanied by the sight of his dark-red, massive penis. The sheer girth and length—unbelievable for a boy—made her vaginal flesh cling tightly to every ridge, delivering waves of overwhelming ecstasy with each thrust.
“Hmm? Julia. Ngh… You’re squeezing so hard… Do you like it when I spank you too, Julia?”
“Ahn… Ahn… Ahn… Haah… Hng… Hic… I-I like it… Every time Marei hits me, my stomach flutters and clenches… Uhh… I… Hng… I-I’m… a hole that tightens up every time I get spanked… Ahh… N-now… right now… Haaah…!”
She seemed to have forgotten she was even moving her own hips. Julia shook her fragrant brown hair wildly, desperately trying to resist the overflowing pleasure while clinging to every second of this moment for as long as she could.
“Good girl, Julia. Now I’ll really give it to you.”
The boy’s hand slid slyly beneath the professor’s legs. He pulled her close, then lifted her hips high.
Squish… Sluuuuuuurp!
The moment her posture collapsed, Julia sank down onto him. The massive penis drove far deeper than before, pressing heavily against her cervix. The outline of his cock became clearly visible on her soft lower belly.
“Ah… Ah… Ah… Ah… Aah… Aaaah… Ahn… Aaaaaah… T-this… This is… Ah… Ahn… Ah… Haaahng…!”
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
“Since you were so honest with me, Julia, I’ll spoil you plenty now. Okay?”
“Haaahng… Hng… I like it… Ahn… Uuahn… Uwaaaaah… Ahn…!”
The boy’s thighs and the female professor’s ass collided without pause, producing sharp, violent smacks. The relentless pap pap pap of flesh against flesh never stopped as the enormous cock continued its merciless invasion between her legs.
She had already been ravished countless times today, yet her perfectly trained pussy still clamped down tightly, every soft fold caressing him with exquisite texture. The young boy thrust his cock roughly into his homeroom teacher’s belly, savoring every sensation to the fullest.
“Julia, Julia. You’re seriously so cute. The way you cry and moan is really adorable!”
“Haaaaahng… Mmm… My… my insides… Uhh… Hng…! M-my head… is going… white… Uuuuuhng!”
Every time the massive penis brutally stabbed her cervix, her vision went pure white and she lost consciousness in bursts. The homeroom teacher, her body hypersensitive from overwhelming pleasure, trembled violently as she soaked the chair Marei sat on with her juices.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
“Aah… Uhh… Uhh… Ooh… Ohh… S-stop… Ooh… If you keep going… Haaahng… Aahn… Ooh… Ooh…!”
Unlike the other women who had grown so used to daily ravishment that they could unconsciously adjust, Julia’s body had completely surrendered while her mind still stubbornly viewed him as a student rather than her master. This contradictory gap only made her suffer more as the young boy—no, her young master—mercilessly drilled her hole, his thick glans kissing her womb entrance again and again.
“Uuuuuhng… Ooh… Hng… Uuuuhng… Hng!”
With her head thrown back, the homeroom teacher drew circles with her hips, moving on her own. Matching her movements, the young boy thrust even faster and harder, shoving his cock deep into her soft, perfect pussy and grinding against her tightly clenching walls.
Every time his glans kissed her cervix, he could feel the womb entrance quiver and tremble. The sensation drove Marei to slam his cock into her even more violently.
“Khh… I’m going to cum, Julia. Ngh… Ngh…”
“Yes… Hng… Hng…!”
Watching the female professor shake her hips helplessly, drowning in pleasure without being able to refuse or consent, Marei stopped holding back. He released everything straight into her womb.
Spurt… Splurt…!Gush! Splurt!
The thick, potent semen—enough to impregnate any of the women he ravished daily if they ever skipped contraception even once—flooded straight into the homeroom teacher’s womb. It filled every narrow crevice with pure white, staining every fold inside her.
After ejaculating inside the professor two more times, Marei felt the desire to enjoy her mature body even longer. However, Julia’s strict insistence that they had to continue the lesson forced him to return to their studies.
Julia spread out a map and drew a long red line across the entire Northern Front. Then she began drawing thick blue lines across the vast Southern territories.
“Northern Army Group Commander, General Elton Pahu. Southern Army Group Commander, General Elizabeth von Schwaben.”
“Elton Pahu and Elizabeth von Schwaben…”
General Elton was a name Marei had heard many times. Even before coming to Valter, the man’s name frequently appeared in newspapers and news broadcasts. As expected of military figures, they were usually mentioned when issuing official statements about massacres or conflicts rather than good news.
He thought he had seen General Pahu’s face in the papers a few times, but he had only heard the name Elizabeth von Schwaben through spokespeople.
“The primary role of the Northern Army Group is not orc extermination. It exists to keep the former Northeast Eight Nations Alliance and the Romania Principality in check. It’s essentially a show of force. They’re known as the Wolves of the North—a defensive wall protecting the entire northern region of Jabel Province that physical barriers cannot cover. They apply pressure on the ‘Northeast Eight Nations Alliance,’ which is accused of funding resistance groups. Since their main purpose is to restrain humans rather than fight actual enemies, they receive older equipment, but their training level is the highest in the empire. They push troops into lands where humans cannot normally survive. Those who adapt remain in the north. The weak ones who cannot are pushed south.”
Perhaps because she was from the Northern Front herself, Julia did not seem to hold particularly warm feelings toward the Southern Front.
“Especially that bastard Schwaben… No, that’s personal. Let’s move on. The Northern Front sees constant conflict with orcs. Raids and punitive expeditions are everyday occurrences, so the soldiers’ training is undoubtedly top-tier. However, the brutal cold constantly drives people toward the south or west.”
“Is it really that cold?”
“Even you, who came from the wall, should know. In winter, it’s so cold you can’t even go outside. The supply situation has improved now, so it’s different from before. But just six years ago, soldiers would fight each other over the coats of those being transferred or discharged. Even low-ranking officers got involved in those fights.”
Marei recalled the winters in his hometown village. He remembered feeling relieved when snow only reached his ankles, thinking it was a light year. He also remembered the grim faces of the soldiers and administrators who had been dispatched for rescue and support when the snow piled up too high. He nodded with a bitter expression. Although he had been in Valter for less than a few months, the daily life here was so stimulating and inescapable that the question had been foolish.
“The situation in the north has improved a lot, and there are still many people who want to enlist. It seems conscription quotas per province will likely be lifted. The younger generation who have just become adults have no memory of war. It’s a choice they can make.”
Those who experienced war never want to return to the military. Those who do are all problematic in some way. Julia let out a short sigh.
Marei also thought the empire’s distinctive military uniforms looked cool, so he couldn’t say anything in response to her lament.
“Personnel is what matters most. We can learn about each army’s circumstances later. For now, let’s focus on the people. The major generals and their secretaries appear prominently in war history, so we’ll organize that later… Now, the Southern Army led by Elizabeth von Schwaben.”
“I feel like I’ve heard of General Elton quite often, but I don’t think I’ve heard much about General Elizabeth von Schwaben…”
“Origin unknown. Birth unclear. Age unknown. The first time she revealed herself was during the Battle of Obern, when the Emperor personally led the campaign. She was the one who cremated the King of Obern at the command center.”
Marei wondered how someone shrouded in so many mysteries could become a general. Seeing his bewildered expression, Julia burst into laughter. Then her eyes sparkled.
“Of course that’s all bullshit. There are many rumors—she’s the Empress’s lover, the Demon Dragon Gardelcia, an archmage—but in reality, she’s a demon.”
“A… demon…?”
At Marei’s question, Julia nodded. The word “demon” was not something one should utter lightly. It was close to a taboo. Yet Julia casually confirmed that it was exactly the kind of demon he was thinking of.
“Does the Solar Church tolerate demons…?”
“Of course not. Those insane fanatics who persecute even angels would never leave demons alone… That’s why everything about her is wrapped in mystery and secrecy. His Majesty the Emperor has said that as long as he is here, there is no need to worry about Schwaben, so everyone tries their best to ignore it. Her abilities are outstanding, after all. Let’s stop talking about her ominous personal history. The Southern Army Group has two main objectives.”
Julia drew arrows pointing toward the Dwarf Kingdom and the Great Forest.
“They exist to pressure the beastmen tribes centered around the Dwarf King, Pink Gold Spiegel Jarvan, and Arancini.”
“Even though the dwarves are our allies?”
Julia nodded without hesitation.
“After the Demon Dragon Gardelcia was killed, they were bound to the empire through alliance. By that logic, the beastmen would also be allies. However, during the Continental War, the Great Forest declared a racial war and massacred an enormous number of people in the south. Even the dwarves, who had declared they would no longer involve themselves in human wars, were involved. Of course, if you set all that aside and remember the massacre the dwarves carried out in the Kingdom of Garcia, they are not a race worth trusting.”
“I heard the Kingdom of Garcia once kidnapped and imprisoned dwarves, turning them into a so-called ‘dwarf production factory’ and doing all sorts of insane things…”
“Does that make it normal for them to smash the heads of innocent civilians and throw them into rivers? Even between human kingdoms that are allies, if one side did something that crazy, they should be treated as a potential enemy. It’s hard to consider them the same kind of intelligent beings. Compared to that, Loren’s massacre of the Romanian Principality’s nobility almost seems cute.”
Julia began drawing countless circles along the Dwarf Kingdom’s border and around the Great Forest.
“Since it’s not exactly a big secret, I’ll tell you. There are this many fortresses concentrated in the south. Dozens of them, built with the latest technology. The smaller circles are battalion stations that are too modest to even call fortresses.”
Marei stared blankly at the dozens of circles that looked like a child had drawn them as a prank. Was this malice? Or desperation? The sight of the fortresses packed so densely it felt like madness left him speechless.
“I don’t like Schwaben’s methods, but at the very least, they are actions that earn the Emperor’s trust and praise from countless staff officers. He emptied his personal vault to present dozens of fortresses to His Majesty.”
“He… he sounds like an incredible person.”
“He’s a color-obsessed lecher. Don’t go near him. You might catch something bad.”
Julia’s impression of General Schwaben seemed to be the absolute worst. Still, she was extremely curious about the financial power of the Southern Army Group commander who had built dozens of fortresses.
“Even a small fortress would cost…”
“He’s an ancient relic who has lived longer than dragons, so it wouldn’t be strange if his treasure vault contains unimaginable wealth. Even Duke Pawen, who is a dragon, threw money around at the auctions Schwaben hosted.”
“General Elizabeth von Schwaben…”
“It’s better if you don’t show interest. This is embarrassing to say, but he’s no different from a beast in heat who tries to drag every beautiful person he sees into his bed. He’s even flirted with me several times… No. No, pretend you didn’t hear that.”
Julia shook her head as if she had a headache.
“Flirted…?”
“Tsk… While we were talking about a simple reorganization of the command structure, he suddenly groped my ass.”
“What?”
“I thought it might have been a mistake and gave him a look, but he boldly started kneading it, so I slapped his cheek and splashed the wine I was drinking onto his face. It seems he does that kind of thing often, because no one around us reacted much. Instead, the people nearby either teased him or apologized on his behalf… Ha…”
Julia let out a long sigh, as if exhausted.
“The number of dwarves is insignificant, but as gunpowder weapons advance, the era is coming when their small population’s weakness can be overcome with technology. In the not-too-distant future, they will grow into quite a threat. That’s why they cannot be ignored even now. Of course, we are also arming ourselves with gunpowder weapons and researching new armaments combined with magic engineering, but it’s impossible to imagine what those mad engineers might create… We are doing our best on this side as well. Most of the fortresses on the dwarf border are gradually losing their meaning, so they are being decommissioned one by one.”
An X was ruthlessly drawn over the circles on the Dwarf Kingdom side.