A Vist to the Headmaster

I was burning up.

Burning with barely controlled sexual need. Sweat was rolling down my skin desperately trying to cool my body in trails of short lived reprieve, my mouth felt uncomfortably dry as I gulped down cool air and drank down the water I’d been given.

But even emptying the cup of water, my throat was parched like a desert. Louise's reaction had been amazingly fun and hot, I wanted to see and feel more of it, but what if a mage truly could see through me?

Standing up I grunted in discomfort at the contrition of my pants. I'd had enough fear and I was going big or going home!

"Louise, where's the headmasters office?"

Louise wasn't paying much attention as she was still humming and touching her hickey. "Osmond's office is at the top of the central tower." She said off-handily being more absorbed in treasuring the tiny mark.

"Cool, Louise head to class. I'm going to pay the headmaster a visit." The headmaster was typically the strongest mage in a magic school right? I think that's how most stories involving magic schools work.

That snapped her out of her daydreaming. "Ah! Toin, it'd be expect for a familiar to be with their master in class." Louise hurriedly said.

Straightening my hoodie I shook my head. "Eh, tell'em that you sent me on an errand or something, I'll catch up once I finish. This is important so I'm doing this." More important than watching how you squirm if I messed with you during class.

"I-I understand." Louise said with a small nod, not liking our separation but willing to obey as she sulkily left to class occasionally touching her hickey.

My trip up didn't help my state as I sprang up the stairs with trepidation until I came to the door no doubt to the headmaster's office.

I decided to start my plan off small, throwing the doors open with a loud bang and protest of the hinges. "Hey there!" I shouted, a mouse panicky squeaked and scurried across the room to the fancy desk that the headmaster was seated at.

The old man, Osmond quirked an eyebrow pausing in his work and stroked his beard and his eyes flicked to the side of the room. Then a perverted chuckle poured from him as a smile, he bent down his hand reaching under his desk lifting up a mouse which hurriedly squeaked at him.

"Oh snow, pure as white snow. I see." He sagely nodded with a another look between my bulge and then beside me that sent him chuckling again. "Think he'd fit?" he asked the mouse who made an unsure squeak that really made Osmond chuckle and stroke his beard. That interaction boosted my confidence in my ear rings as he was clearly swayed by the normality I'd made.

"Hm? Did you say something Old Man Osmond?" Came a dazed womanly voice.

"Nothing Miss Longueville." Osmond quickly answered watching with contentment.

Follow where he'd been looking and the voice, a bespectacled woman with long green haired sat, her bust was a nice size closer to Kirche's overflowing bounty than Louise cuppable handfuls. She was gazing at me longingly with the faint hint of a smile with her head on the back of her hand. She had to be his secretary judging by the pile of papers on her desk and the quill that very languidly worked.

"Do you have business with the headmaster, or perhaps me." That last part came as a purr from the secretary, who after a moment realized what she'd just proposed and tried covering it up with a cough, but the smirk, red on her cheeks and sultry look behind her glasses didn't lie about her intentions.

"Both, don't mind if I undress?" I didn't wait for an answer as I shucked off my hoodie to two sharp breaths as I pulled off my shirt.

"Not at all!""If it makes you comfortable." Came their rapid responses, Miss Longueville breathing rapidly rose with the color of her face as she didn't even pretend to work in favor of admiring my shirtless body. From where I stood I could see her press her thighs together as she leaned back in her chair her eyes following my hand as undid my pants at which her eyes held a smoldering lust as she leaned unconsciously forward as I gripped the zipper of my pants giving me a wicked idea.

"It's normal for everyone to covertly fetishize the gap between me and them, and their arousal when think of me also increases the larger the gap in social status gap there is between me and them. It's normal for everyone when masturbating and thinking of me leads to more satisfying orgasms than if they weren't."

Groundwork laid I teasingly pulled at my zipper, each tooth that open earned a hitched breath from Longueville who jerked in her chair as they came undone. But Osmond was more vocal in his groans of appreciation as he sat watching eagle-eyed at my slow exposing myself to his secretary.

"Do you want to see it Longueville?" I asked, basking in the entranced face of the woman whose entire being was focused on my crotch. Without a doubt Louise's delicious panic was because of the little hole I'd poked making her worry about appearances.

"Yes! Yes, by the Founder let me see you!" Longueville hissed with a throaty moan as I tugged my zipper down fully, and slowly I released my slong from its prison to pinpricks of pleasure at being freed from that restricting it. Letting my thick meat log fall it landed with a thwack on the surface of her desk.

"Fuck." Longueville's uttered in shell shock at my size, her mouth hung open in awe at my cock, her whole body shivering in contained arousal. She didn't resist as I took hold of her robe and undid the buttons exposing her breasts, in fact once I start she unthinkingly helped undoing her whole robe showing off her surprisingly athletic body hidden under the concealing robe.

Looking down her front to see a simple pure-white set of underwear clinging with a line of arousal down the middle of her mons.

From our side that was a clatter as Osmond held onto his desk in desperation staring at us with feverish excitement, but clearly had no intention of stopping me. "Keep going." He said, voice strained. It was then I realized the headmaster's previous comment and that I had a fellow soul in the headmaster, just like the Principle back home.

"Sure." I cockily answered as I understood he was fully under the power of the ear rings, I took Longueville's wrist and she followed without resistance as I lead her to the center of the office ensuring the Osmond wouldn't miss any of what was next by standing facing each other with Osmond to the side.

Reeling her in against my naked body sandwiching my prick between the two hot surfaces of our stomachs I kissed Longueville who passionately returned it, her tongues dueling each other with hers eager to prolong contact as long as possible. My hands shifted down to her ass squeezing the globes without restraint making her moan into my mouth.

Longueville wasn't an inexperienced girl like Louise as she set her own hands to work, using both hands to stroke my shaft in a double-fist technique to even make an attempt to get her fingers to touch in their ring of firm pressure that traveled my cock. More than that she used her whole body by undulating her hips side to side grinding her belly on what she couldn't tend with her hands, she gasped and groaned at each throb of my dick on her body that jolted her in pleasure.

"I'd heard the rumors flying among the student, but I thought it was just juvenile boosting. And you a commoner familiar are going to defile a mage like me like a whore" Longueville husked, her excitement written on her face as she wiggled on my fat prick.

Osmond choked as a steady rhythmic thumping began echoing in the room from his desk and his grunts turned more guttural.

Oh, she's fun. I'm really liking her, she's an absolute keeper. "Oh yeah, lets fill that mouth of yours with some familiar cock. On your knees, and give me some service."

Longueville's legs gave out under her as if they were two struts just waiting to give way at my word as she went to her knees, the secretary didn't need another word before her lips were kissing the broad surface of my cock, her tongue conveyed her wanton desire as she circled the underside of my glans in spine tingling pleasure as she climbed my tip to gather up the large dibbling pearl of precum.

Reach the peak she pushed my tip against the hot cushion of her tongue smearing my leaking precum coating her taste buds in my essence, viscerally delighted moans escaping her throat as she. Her eyes looked up into mine with an unspoken question.

"Put it in." I answered.

Next moment my cockhead was engulfed in the gentle wet heat of Longueville's mouth, her tongue lashing my sensitive tip while her hands attacked from the bottom playing with my balls and stroking the base of my shaft. Laying my hand on her head I slowly worked her down with each bob of her head she'd sink deeper, past the root of her tongue that wiggled on my shaft then into her gullet that greedily squeezed around my dick.

No way I'm letting this girl go. "It's normal that this session of sex awakens in Miss Longueville an obsession for her to covertly serve me like a servant, its a fetishistic desire in her just like it is for Louise." The moment I finished I could see Longueville's eyes widen, the hot breeze from her nose as she redoubled her efforts her throat vibrating in ecstasy, her vigorous self-inflicted face fucking made her robe that had been cling on finally fall off.

"Shit!" I cursed as she quickly burned through the once slow burning fuse of my orgasm. Osmond groaned and grunted furiously at my pleasure and the wet sounds Longueville filled the office with.

Damn I wasn't going to just going to blow on my on like this! "Its normal for noblewomen I'm fucking to have orgasms that are more intense and satisfying the larger the gap in social status there is between me and them. And to always cum when I do!" I barely managed to finish my normality before the frayed string of my resistance snapped and my ball churned.

Longueville howled around my prick as the first rope of cum poured down into her stomach, her hands wrapped around my base double-fisted again and pumped working in tandem with her throat to milk the most cum out of me and providing the most pleasure in return.

Osmond himself hit his limit as he groaned and jerked in his seat determined not to miss a second of Longueville drinking down my load. He seemed exhausted but not tagged out yet as he settled down in his chair. "Amazing! Absolutely amazing my boy!" Osmond congratulated. "You've made every ecu I've spent on her salary worth it!" He tearfully explained.

But, I wasn't finished as my slightly softened cock slid out of from her lips drenched in spit. "Come on Miss Longueville, I haven't defiled you enough yet, come along." I commanded her.

She numbly nodded following me on wobbly legs and a grin her breasts decorated with her spittle and cum that escaped her guzzling thirst, her underwear was soaked through and utterly wreaked.

I strode towards Osmond's desk and with a sweep of my cleared a space in front of the Headmaster to sit. "Move back a bit, can't be fucking on your desk if your that close."

"Of course! Of course!" Osmond jollily cheered and waved his staff floating himself backwards by floating his chair back. And what had been hidden from sight under his made me whistle as limp in his hand was heavy fat cock, it something that could put many pornstars back home to shame hanging Osmond between his legs. It wasn't much on mine, but the old man had my respect for him as a man!

Planting myself on his desk I had a brain blast of an idea. "Its normal for nobles to grow a sense of reverence and unquestioning admiration as they'd have for a leader for me a little bit at a time, each time they witness me having sex." Respect between hung brothers, I'd bash down the barriers so we could hang out. But, thinking about my Principle I may not have as me and Kenichi were freely sharing porn with each other.

That man jiggled like jello, but he had amazing taste in porn.

As Longueville climbed onto Osmond desk I noticed she still had her underwear on. "Hey Osmond, mind help her get her undressed."

"Ha, it'd be my pleasure boy!" Waving his staff and with expert skill Longueville's underwear slid down her legs, the woman herself was so enraptured with me she only unconsciously lifted her legs for Osmond could tug off her panties.

Longueville mounted me touching her sodden slit to my wet shaft, she lifted her hips running her pussy along my length coating my prick in her arousal. "I can barely believe you'd fit, but you're going to fuck me with this massive cock aren't you, making me your bitch won't you~" Longueville moaned at the prospect, lifting her hips she steadied herself with a hand on my shoulder, her other hand guided my prick to her entrance.

"And once its in, your mine forever." I told her looking into her eyes.

Her gaze soften and she smiled as I felt her pussy slowly spread accepting my wide tip. "Then make me your whore Familiar." Was her sultry reply, her grip on my shoulder tightened as she held my gaze then she with a cry **** her hips down thrusting me deep into her hot depths that turned to a howl of elation as she toppled forward wrapping her arms around me gasping as she constricted as she came from her penetration.

"I'm yours, I'm yours alone! My lord, my sweet master Toin" She chanted in a satisfied mantra. My cock was slowly enveloped inch by inch as she sunk further down, Longueville murmured in contentment as I filled her up.

Past her was Osmond who vigor was restored as he worked his rehardening cock, pumping the muscle with frantic intent.

Slapping Longueville's ass she moaned at the treatment jerking her chest up to press one of her boobs into my face. Not one to miss a chance I flicked her peach colored nipple to a soft gasp of excitement then a powerful moan as I bucked my hips stirring up her insides. "It isn't time to relax yet!" I growled bouncing myself on the desk into her.

"Ah! Founder! Yes Toin!" Longueville answered moving her hips wildly until we found a rhythm, her ass slapped on my thighs and in the small gaps between our hips meeting I could see Osmond face torn between longing and overwhelming pleasure as he jerked off to me fucking his secretary.

Longueville didn't lack any passion as she slammed me fully inside her and loudly announcing her pleasure to the world and Osmond, her long hair flailed in the air as she threw her head back and her wildly bouncing body. We'd have moments where she'd sheath me fully and grind her hips so she'd feel how I was stuffing her before we returned to the sprinting pace of fucking that rattle the desk sending papers and knick knacks that Osmond had on it that tumbled and clattered onto the floor as he grunted.

"Fuuckkk, Toin! I've never been this full, its like I finally found something I never new I was missing! Don't stop, don't stop fucking me until I'm hopelessly yours!" Longueville begged.

I groaned as the familiar tightness in my balls returned, I held her hips pulling her down to my base as I unloaded as the rolling pleasure of release rocked my body, Longueville's body responded equally locking my cock in vice-like tightness that milked the outpouring of cum that painted her, that staked my claim to her body, mind and soul until it poured from around the seal of her pussy lips onto my balls, and flowed down onto the floor.

Osmond joined us with a surprisingly strong groan as he exploded spilling ropes of cum onto his office floor.

Slumping on top of me with a content sigh Longueville breasts pressed like firm warm pillows on my chest, she cuddled me tiredly breathing hard. Meeting her gaze Longueville eyes told me she didn't want to be anywhere else no matter what, wordlessly she tenderly stroked my cheek and her lips worked soundlessly.

'My Master, my love.' were what I made out as she kissed me before settling down too tired to continue.

"Hahahaha! My boy you've got the vigor of my youth in you." Osmond laughed placing the cherry on top of this all confirming beyond any doubt these ear rings wouldn't fail against any mage.

Hah... I needed to catch Louise, but sheathed inside Longueville was a treat. Maybe, I could catch Louise at lunch and just nap here?