A New Encounter (1)
Elves do have fairly high magical aptitude, but most of them form contracts with spirits instead. That’s why there are far fewer mages among them than you’d expect from their talent pool. Oh, spirits hate magic, you see. So humans built the Magic Tower and mass-produce mages, but elf magic is usually just learned at home. Beyond the basics, they don’t know much else. The few true mages they have pass their knowledge down one-on-one. Why was I telling this story again… Oh, right. I was talking about Master Idrien, wasn’t I? Anyway, back then I was still an apprentice, so I hadn’t properly learned anything yet. He was drawn to Idrien’s talent and took her as his official disciple instead of me.
Illien held Marei tightly in her arms, slowly rocking her body from side to side as she continued. The hand patting his back like she was soothing a baby felt awkward, but the way her palm slowly rubbed along his spine was so pleasant that he simply stayed quiet and listened to her story.
“Lineage is incredibly important to mages. It’s considered perfectly natural to accept someone more talented than yourself as a disciple. It was quite a long time ago now… Back then I felt abandoned, so I wandered around outside, rebelled against my parents, and bullied Idrien. I was about fifteen. Exactly your age, Marei. Most other races grow quickly, so I already looked like an adult by then.”
“Even your breasts?”
Marei couldn’t hold back the sudden question. Even though it completely broke the story’s flow, Illien simply burst into bright laughter.
“Yes~ My naughty master. Ahahaha~! Look at me trying to sound all serious. Hmm… The only real difference between then and now is the atmosphere, I suppose? Anyway.”
Illien’s tale of her puberty continued for a while before circling back to the important part.
“There are mages like that. The ones who protect the world? Maintain balance? It might be a little hard to explain… Anyway, that’s how I, who had been drifting outside, met my current master. He can use magic that would shock you if you heard about it, Marei. You look curious—do you want to know more?”
“…If it’s Ren’s secret, I want to know. But if it’s better that I don’t, that’s fine too. Wasn’t Ren specialized in attribute magic?”
Illien seemed to like his answer very much; she pulled Marei into an even tighter hug. The soft, squishy feeling of her breasts was wonderful, but she was squeezing him so hard he couldn’t breathe. He had to pat her chest several times before he finally managed to wriggle free.
“It’s a disguise. That’s why talent matters. The ability to hide the most important thing so well that others look up to it. It’s something I possess that Idrien doesn’t. I learned magic again from Master. I forgave both Idrien and my former master. Well, they hadn’t actually done anything wrong. But that’s how I felt at the time.”
It was an adult story that was still difficult for Marei to fully grasp. The content itself was similar to the experiences of someone his own age, yet the way she reflected on her past as an adult made it hard for him to respond. He didn’t know what expression to make or how to untangle such a sticky, complicated tale.
“Don’t make that face. It’s all over now. I can smell how strongly you want to hear the rest. Master, you slept with Idrien, didn’t you?”
“Yes…”
“I’m fine with it now. But Idrien isn’t. Back then I caused so many accidents that I was even stripped of the sogaju position. A lot happened. She blames herself for all of it. No matter how many times I tell her it’s okay, she won’t listen… Ever since then we’ve been stuck, unable to connect properly, just spinning our wheels.”
Illien smiled softly. At some point she had set Marei down from her embrace. Now she lay with her head resting on his small thigh, gazing up at him.
“That child loves me. Not as family… Funny, isn’t it? Even though I knew, I let it continue. I thought it would work out somehow, that time would heal it. That’s how we ended up here. Idrien needs to be ‘treated’ now too, I think. And if the one treating her is you, Master, I believe it’s all right. That’s why I told you about the loophole in the World Tree’s oath… You made the vow to the World Tree exactly as I instructed, didn’t you?”
Marei didn’t smile. He didn’t fully understand, but he could only nod, as if gently pushed from behind. He had only just reached the age where he was beginning to think about relationships between people, yet the women around him kept pouring distorted ideas into his head. Even now it was the same.
“The two treasures of the Ksakru family… Don’t you want to possess both of us at the same time?”
Illien, who had risen at some point, whispered the words into his ear.
“Tell me honestly, Master.”
Her fingertips traced circles on his chest, steadily fanning the flames of his desire. A pleasant scent hovered at the tip of his nose. Marei instinctively pulled her into a tight embrace.
“Twins… Don’t you want to lay us down together and enjoy us?”
“Ugh…”
Marei was too embarrassed to answer. It was completely different from the way he moved his hands skillfully and spat out lewd words with ease once things began, all thanks to Labella’s thorough early education. But Illien found this shy side of her little master so unbearably adorable.
Her pink tongue lightly circled the rim of his ear before slipping inside. Marei shuddered hard, but the weight of the bitch sitting on top of him kept him pinned down so he couldn’t even resist properly.
“Just imagine. While I’m kissing you like this… Mmm… Idrien is sucking and licking Master’s cock…”
Illien’s hand slid down, unbuckled his belt, slipped into his pants, and tightly gripped his rock-hard erection.
“It would be the four of us enjoying it together with Lady Labella. I’ll teach you everything. Don’t you want to enjoy it at home with two bitch dogs serving you and Mother…?”
The hand gripping his cock began to move slowly up and down.
“Ugh…”
“…Does it feel good when I stroke it so gently like this?”
Marei’s body pitched forward, but Illien’s breasts crushed him down. He couldn’t move an inch on the bed, only twist and pant with rising excitement.
Squelch. Squelch. Sluuuuurp.
The wet sound of air escaping between her wrist-snapping strokes along his glans and his cock stretched out long.
Illien watched with an ecstatic gaze as Marei’s mouth hung open, floundering in pleasure.
“Aah, Master… You’re too adorable… Really… Does my hand feel that good? Master? Hm?”
“Ugh… Yeah… It feels good. Ren’s handjob feels so good…”
Illien tightened her grip and stroked her lovely master’s cock with more force.
“Don’t you want to enjoy it at school too? Even during Idrien’s class, the three of us having sex. Moving however Master wants… How about it? Don’t you want to receive service from both Idrien and me?”
“Hah, I want it… I want it…”
A deep smile bloomed across Illien’s face.
“Then give me the order. Tell me you want to keep the Ksakru sisters as your pets. Come on? Yes? Hurry…”
Squish, squish, squelch!
By now the massive cock was drenched in precum, and the wet sounds between it and the female teacher’s pale hand grew even longer. Her long fingers squeezed and stroked around the glans as if forcing stimulation, and Marei trembled all over, panting roughly.
“Ugh… I want to keep the Ksakru sisters as my pets…”
“What kind of pets? Cum toilets? Meat slaves? Breeding slaves?”
Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish.
Illien’s hand moved even faster. Marei, pinned down, shook his hips mindlessly as he chased pleasure.
“All of it… All of it…”
“You’re going to impregnate us twins, right? Yes?”
“Yeah, I’ll knock you up… I’ll definitely knock you up…”
Illien’s hand, which had been stroking him so fiercely his whole body shook, suddenly stopped. Marei kept shaking his hips, craving release, but the pleasure from moving his cock alone felt hopelessly insufficient compared to before.
“You promised? Then… give the order quickly… First I want to be used as a meat toilet, so command me to climb onto your cock.”
“Ugh… I want to do it with Ren… Hurry…”
“We’re not lovers, are we, Master? You swore to the World Tree. Hurry. Say you want to use meat toilet Illien Ksakru. Order me to climb onto your cock and shake my hips.”
While teasing Marei mischievously, Illien completely removed his lower garments. Her body burned with the urge to impale herself on the massive meat rod that curved slightly at the end, but she held back her carnal desire. Since his mother had given him such strict education at home, she believed it was only right to continue that education at school.
“I want to use Ren’s… meat toilet pussy… I want to cum so much inside it… Ren, climb on quickly… shake your hips… You’re a meat toilet… My meat toilet…”
“Aah, yes… Master… As you command…”
At the young student’s words that degraded her very existence and dragged it into the abyss, Illien shivered violently. A thrilling chill ran down her spine. When she lifted her skirt, a platinum bush with no underwear beneath came into view. Illien lightly shook her hips as if showing it off to Marei.
“Hurry…!”
“Hehe… Such a spoiled child~. Ugh…!”
She grasped his cock with both hands, guided it slowly to her entrance, and carefully accepted the tip inside her.
Ugh… It’s only been half a day… You’re way too big…
Even though her body was flushed and thoroughly soaked with arousal, the enormous presence was still difficult to take. Just the head alone made Illien tremble all over. To be precise, it felt like her entrance would tear. She had taken it dozens of times before and knew it would be fine, but she couldn’t help feeling a flicker of fear every time his cock pushed inside.
“Does it feel good inside me? Shall I take it deeper now?”
Illien’s spread knees and exposed sex filled Marei’s vision completely. He could feel the warm liquid flowing down his shaft from their joining point.
Hoo… Hoo… Slowly… Slowly…
She adjusted the angle little by little with her hand. The cock heading toward her womb entered her without bending, exactly as it was. The massive presence scraped her inner walls as it pierced deeper, making Illien’s whole body quiver.
“Ugh…! I can’t… hold back… I want it…”
From Illien’s perspective, she was adjusting the pace because she wanted to savor deep, passionate love with Marei. But from Marei’s perspective, after having his cock roughly stimulated by her hand, it only looked like she was teasing him. He lifted his upper body, grabbed her waist, and yanked her down roughly toward him.
Shluuuuurp!
It sounded like a metal skewer piercing flesh. Illien, now fully seated, trembled with her knees placed beside Marei’s sides and threw her head back.
“Ah, ah… Ah… Ah…”
She could barely breathe, as if the air had been knocked out of her lungs. Illien let out fragmented words mixed with the breath she struggled to expel from her chest.
“Move already…!”
“Hah… Haa… Uuugh…!”
Even with Marei’s urging, Illien shuddered violently and gushed a thick flood of love juice around their joining. Marei could no longer hold back. On the soft bed, he began slamming his hips fiercely, unleashing the rest of his lust.
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
“Aah… Ah… Ah…! Ah! Aah!! Ah…!”
Every time Marei shook his hips, Illien’s body, mounted on top, swayed wildly in the air. Her upper body, which looked like it might collapse at any moment, soon braced itself with both hands on either side of Marei’s head as she let out beast-like cries.
“Move, Ren…!”
“Khhugh…! Yes. Yes… I’ll move… I’m moving…”
Illien somehow regained her senses. Putting strength into her knees as Marei requested, she forced her nearly collapsing body to move.
Squelch, slap! Squelch, slaaap!
After the obscene wet sounds came the repeated impact of flesh against flesh, echoing on the bed like a looped musical score.
“I only meant to bring it up… but I got too excited… Let’s eat first, shall we?”
After their cowgirl session ended, Illien satisfied Marei’s still-unsated cock with her mouth and breasts when he complained about their schedule. Only then could she hand him the lunchbox she had prepared as planned.
“Friday afternoons at Valter School are set aside for meetings with upperclassmen about classes and future career paths. They keep saying they’re recruiting more teachers, but Lord Loren hasn’t found many who meet his standards, so only a few join each year. They pair students with seniors from families connected to the student’s desired career or those already working in that field.”
Marei gave a small nod. Illien picked up the chopsticks and moved the vegetables in the lunchbox to the center. Seeing her master’s slightly pouty expression, she let out a soft chuckle and continued speaking.