Leonie Gets One Hell of An Archery Lesson

“Get the hell off me, you bastard!!!” Shamir yelled.

Shamir was gripping the headrest of Kostas’s bed while Kostas rammed her ass repeatedly with his cock, her knuckles turning white.

“HAHAHAHA!!! How does it feel?!?! You like my cock in your ass, don’t you, you slut?!”

“I’ll fucking kill you! I swear!” Shamir retorted.

“Hehehehe, are you sure about that?!?! Not really in the position to do much of anything, are you?!” Kostas said mockingly, as he ran his large, rough hands across her body.

He had gotten a good feel of Shamir’s body time and time again, but he never got tired of it. Kostas had truly lucked out; every single one of his slaves stood out in their own way. Manuela’s long, gorgeous legs, Petra’s fuckable ass, Mercedes’s soft, slutty body, Edelgard’s cute pussy, and Byleth with her wide hips, her big tits, her sexy tights, and her pretty lips that were absolutely made for face fucking.

But he had to admit that Shamir’s body was fucking incredible.

Shamir had a bit of it all. Nice tits, a slender, athletic body, that sexy, short haircut, and maybe the tightest ass he had ever laid his hands on. Her whole body was nice and tight in fact, every single inch of her was flawless. The only ones whose bodies compared in that regard were Petra and maybe Catherine.

Kostas loved some big tits like Byleth and Manuela, but he didn’t mind a strong, muscular woman like this, especially when that strength succumbed to his whims. As he continued to thrust, Kostas roughly spanked Shamir’s ass, causing Shamir to shriek.

“OH, GOD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?!?!” Shamir yelled, looking back at Kostas.

Kostas smiled back at Shamir and said, “Having some fun!” Kostas spanked Shamir’s ass with all his might.

In response to the pain, Shamir’s head snapped forward. Kostas slapped Shamir’s ass over and over again with great ****. Shamir continued to cry out, dismantling the cool, silent persona Shamir usually carried. Kostas leaned forward and gave Shamir’s ass a long, wet lick.

“PLEASE! PLEASE STOP! I BEG YOU!”

“HAHAHAHA! You know all of this feels good! Don’t lie to me! I OWN you, Shamir! You’re my fucking slut, and that’s all you’re good for!”

“OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Shamir screamed as Kostas unloaded his cum inside of her. As Kostas pulled his cock out of her, Shamir slumped down onto the bed, breathing heavily. Kostas sat next to her and ran his hand down her back. He rubbed his hand in circles around her ass, smiling at how red he had made it.

Putting his hand on her shoulder, he flipped her over and said, “Hehehe, did you enjoy that?”

Flipped onto her back, Shamir looked lovingly at Kostas, “That was wonderful, Master! Let’s do it again! I love spending time with you, Master! Your cock always feels so good.”

Shamir was absolutely in love with her Master, and she was always excited when Kostas asked for one-on-one time. Kostas usually asked Catherine to join them since he always enjoyed asking the two to partake in some lesbian action. Shamir had never had any lesbian desires or even considered it before, especially not with her friend, but knowing that having sex with Catherine pleased her Master was all it took for her to incorporate it into her daily life. She would have sex with Catherine or any of her fellow slaves if it pleased her Master.

She would do whatever he asked of her, just like tonight.

Kostas’s slaves were always eager to entertain their Master, but sometimes Kostas liked to spice things up, and tonight, Kostas told Shamir to act like she did before she became Kostas’s ****.

Shamir got grumpy at the mere thought; she HATED the person she was before, she was so LAME! A stupid knight who only cared about training and protecting “Lady Rhea.” She didn’t even like sucking cock! What was the deal with that?! Thankfully, her Master had shown her her calling to be his slut! Her life couldn’t be happier now! She got to know just how amazing his cock is and how delicious his semen is. And she LOVED his cock in her ass! She loved his cock anywhere really! And then suddenly she had to act as if she DIDN’T like it?! It didn’t make any sense to her.

In the end, however, Shamir’s irritation never lasted long when she remembered that it was a special request from her Master. Her Master was asking her to play a part, to take part in a sexy scenario together. She was following her Master’s orders. And the best part? She was being dominated by him! How could she NOT be happy?! She was the luckiest **** in the world!

Kostas laughed, interrupting Shamir’s thoughts. “You really got into the role there, Shamir! Reminded me of our first time together. I get so turned on by the way you tell me no, but of course, I MUCH prefer how you are now.”

In reaction to his words, Shamir formed a lovestruck smile on her face. “Thank you, Master! Sometimes it’s so hard pretending to be a boring knight! I hate having to say those horrible things to you! I love being your slut, Master! Your cock is my favorite thing in the world!

“Hehehe, I know, but that’s why you're such a good ****. Actually, speaking of that, I could use your help with something.”

“What is it, Master?! I’ll do anything!”

“I’ve gained plenty of new slaves lately, but it’s still not enough. I have one more house to go in this fucking place, the Golden Deer. There are a few girls there I want to get my hands on, and I think you can help me with that. You’ve been spending a lot of time with that girl Leonie, right?”

Shamir perked up. “Oh yes, Master! I knew she would be a good **** for you. She’s very athletic. I’ve been building her trust so that you could turn her! Does that mean she’s next?! Can I help?!”

“You sure can. I knew you were up to something, but I couldn’t have imagined you were thinking so far ahead. You’re even more talented than I gave you credit for. I guess you're not just good at polishing my lance.” Kostas laughed at his own joke. “I suppose I should reward your efforts.”

Shamir lit up. “Does that mean I can suck your cock now, Master?!”

“Hehehe, so enthusiastic,” Kostas replied. “I like that.” Kostas grabbed a handful of Shamir’s hair and pushed her lips against his. Shamir closed her eyes and moaned, as she enjoyed the feeling and taste of her Master’s tongue.

Once more, Kostas’s hand roamed across Shamir’s figure. Fuck, I can’t get enough of this bitch’s body. If he had to be honest, Shamir was one of his favorites. Though, he made sure not to say that out loud; Catherine would be quite jealous if he mentioned it in front of her. Then again…that might be fun. Kostas smiled at the thought of the two of them fighting for his affection.

I wouldn’t mind watching a little catfight.

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“Geez, I still can’t seem to hit anything,” Leonie panted, hunched over with her hands on her knees.

“We talked about this, Leonie. Your mind, body, and technique are still not synchronized. You need to find harmony,” Shamir said.

About two weeks ago, Shamir had caught Leonie practicing her archery. In all honesty, “practice” was being generous, as it was really just Leonie missing splendidly over and over again. After seeing Leonie embarrass herself for quite a while, Shamir had offered to help the girl with her aim. Leonie was currently in the middle of one of their lessons at the training grounds, and truth be told, Leonie was starting to regret Shamir’s assistance.

Little did Leonie know, however, just how true that would be, as she was unaware of the true purpose of today’s lesson.

“Cmon, let’s take a quick break,” Shamir said. “Looks like you could use it.” Shamir and Leonie walked to the pillars at the edge of the training ground. Panting heavily, Leonie put her bow down and leaned against one of the pillars.

“Here, take this,” Shamir said, tossing a rag and bottle to Leonie.

“What’s is it?”

“It’s a special drink I use. It will refresh you more efficiently than water. Our lesson is only halfway done so make sure you drink it all.” Sighing and wiping her forehead with the rag, Leonie drank the contents of the bottle, oblivious to what she was ingesting. In her exhausted state, Leonie didn’t pick up on the odd taste of the drink, instead quickly chugging down the bottle. Leonie was also much too tired to notice the small smile that crept on Shamir’s lips while she drank.

Keeping up her serious composure, Shamir said, “You have to concentrate, Leonie. I need you to focus. That’s the only way you’ll improve. Remember, this isn’t a game.”

“I know, I know,” Leonie replied. “I’m trying my best. I just can’t seem to do it.”

“It’s fine. Finish up and let me look at your form.”

Leonie drank the last of the bottle’s contents, grabbed her bow, and followed Shamir to the middle of the grounds, stopping about twenty yards away from the archery target.

“First, stand with your feet shoulder-width apart and perpendicular to the target,” Shamir ordered. Leonie listened to Shamir’s advice, creating a firm stance. “Okay, now draw your bow.” As Leonie drew her bow back, Shamir got close behind her. She gently laid her hand on Leonie’s back, intimately pressing herself against the young girl. “Keep your back straight. This is where your stability comes from,” Shamir said softly. Leonie blushed nervously, as she could feel Shamir’s breath against her cheek.

“Distribute your weight evenly. Your bow shoulder needs to be low and relaxed, and make sure your bow arm is nice and straight. Your draw elbow should be high, at least as high as your nose.” As Shamir instructed Leonie, Shamir lightly glided her fingers across Leonie’s arms, meticulously adjusting Leonie’s form. “Don’t lose your form, keep it steady.”

“But most of all, I need you to relax, Leonie,” Shamir whispered. Despite her advice, with Shamir so close to her, Leonie tensed up.

“No, Leonie,” Shamir put her hands on Leonie’s shoulders, “I need you to keep your body nice and loose. It’s all right. The problem is you’re thinking too much. You’re in your own head. Just relax. Breathe, Leonie.”

Leonie let out a long, deep breath.

“That’s right, Leonie. Just relax. Let the tension flow out of your body, focus on the target…and shoot.” Leonie let go and shot her arrow towards the target, landing a direct bullseye.

Leonie’s face lit up, “Yes! I did it!”

“Great job. You did good,” Shamir softly squeezed Leonie’s shoulders, “Very good.”

Leonie stood there for a few seconds, inwardly celebrating her best shot in weeks. Once Leonie came down from her high, however, she noticed that Shamir was still extremely close to her. In fact, without realizing it, Shamir had started giving her a sensuous massage.

“Shamir?” Leonie said, another blush forming.

“You know…” Shamir put her lips close to Leonie’s ear, “I’ve really liked spending time with you, Leonie. I’ve enjoyed this last week together.” Shamir started to leave soft kisses on Leonie’s neck.

“Shamir…I-I don’t…what are you doing?” Leonie thought about stopping her, but for some reason, her heart was beating faster. The way Shamir’s soft lips tenderly pressed against her skin, as well as the way Shamir’s adept fingers applied the perfect amount of pressure to her shoulders……Leonie could feel an unfamiliar warmth begin to rise in her chest.

“Shhhh, remember to relax, Leonie. I’m rewarding you for your efforts.” Shamir nibbled on Leonie’s ear, causing her to make a shallow gasp. “You’re a very good student. I see why Jeralt spoke so highly of you.”

“He…He did?” Leonie asked weakly, Shamir’s touch causing the warmth in her chest to swell.

“He talks about you a lot. He’s very proud of the young girl you’ve become. Although, if we’re being honest, we both know that you wish he saw you as a woman.”

What? Leonie thought, How could she know that?

“You weren’t exactly hiding it, Leonie. I’ve noticed how you look at him when he walks by. I think it’s cute, but in my opinion, he’s blind. He can’t see what’s right in front of him. He may not appreciate you, but I do.”

Shamir reached around and squeezed Leonie’s breasts. “Oh, bigger than I thought. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. I knew you had a nice body, though I don’t know why you try to hide it with this jacket around your waist.” Shamir’s hand traveled down Leonie’s waist, slowly untying her jacket and letting it fall to the floor.

“That’s better.” With nothing in the way, Shamir continued to run her hands all over Leonie’s body. Leonie started to take in short, shallow breaths, dropping her bow. This feeling…oh what-what’s happening to me? Leonie wasn’t a lesbian, but…she couldn’t deny how Shamir was making her feel.

“This whole week while we’ve been training, I’ve been watching you. You’re so spirited and you have such a beautiful body. I know you’ve yearned for Jeralt’s touch, for him to make you feel good, but don’t worry, I can give that to you.” Reaching underneath Leonie’s skirt, Shamir rubbed Leonie’s crotch.

Leonie moaned in response to Shamir’s touch, as Shamir continued to bite and lick Leonie’s ear. Leonie’s body was starting to overheat, her arousal burning hotter and hotter by the second. Leonie’s pussy grew more sensitive, as each stroke from Shamir sent a powerful shockwave of pleasure throughout her entire body.

Leonie had no idea her body could feel this way; she was oblivious to the existence of these amazing sensations but now, it was hitting her like a torrent of bliss. It was an erotic sight as Leonie stood there in the middle of the training grounds with Shamir holding her tightly, low moans leaking out of Leonie’s mouth.

“It sounds like you like it. I meant it when I said that I enjoyed our time together. You’re special, Leonie.”

“I…I don’t…” No, no, she couldn’t be liking it. Shamir…Shamir was her friend. They shouldn’t be doing this.

“Don’t lie,” Shamir whispered, “You know you want more. If you want, I can stop. Unless…you don’t want me to.” Shamir gave a long lick to Leonie’s neck, forcing Leonie to let out another weak, trembling moan.

“Admit it, you like it.”

“Shamir…” Leonie panted, “This…this isn’t…” They should be stopping this, but it was only getting harder to say no.

“I need you to say it, Leonie. Just three simple words.” Using her skillful, dexterous hands, Shamir quickly and efficiently slipped her fingers underneath Leonie’s white panties, and with the same ease as stringing her bow, Shamir spread Leonie’s wet, pussy lips.

Leonie gasped at the sudden invasion, as another powerful shockwave reverberated throughout her body. The girl’s breath quickened, as her arousal was rapidly reaching new heights.

Shamir rubbed her fingers in circles around Leonie’s slit, teasing the poor girl. “Say it, Leonie,” Shamir said again, “If you do, I’ll make you feel even better.”

Leonie’s head grew dizzy from the intense stimulation, as the training grounds started to spin around her. Shamir’s hands were so…experienced. The way they were touching her, the way they were brushing against her skin, against her pussy…it was so……

“I…I like it,” Leonie let out weakly.

Taking those words as consent, Shamir smiled and immediately let her two fingers enter Leonie’s pussy. Leonie yelped, the pleasure feeling better than she ever could have imagined. Leonie’s legs were shaking with each stroke of Shamir’s fingers, as Shamir was expertly playing with Leonie’s clit. With Leonie’s will giving in to Shamir’s touch, Kostas’s crest gained a strong hold over her mind, amplifying the pleasure and further clouding Leonie’s mind.

“You’re a model student, Leonie, a supportive friend, always working hard to achieve your goals. You told me Jeralt was the one who set you on this path. You’ve been lying to yourself, saying that you want to be strong like him, fearless like him when deep down, all you’ve really been wanting is to be fucked by him. You want his cock inside you. That’s all it’s been about, coming to the monastery, training to be a mercenary like Jeralt. All for the hope that maybe one day you could see him again, for the small chance that he could make you feel like this.” Shamir increased the pressure she applied to Leonie’s clit, forcing a loud, deep moan from the girl.

“And it feels so good, doesn’t it? You feel so hot, so horny.” Leonie moaned loudly, as Shamir increased the speed and pressure of her fingers. Leonie felt something deep inside of her accepting Shamir’s words, pushing her to surrender more and more to the pleasure that Shamir was inflicting upon her.

Leonie grew closer and closer to climax, the pressure building up inside her to the point of bursting. Just as Leonie was about to experience that release, however, Shamir stopped, quickly pulling her fingers away. Stunned, Leonie looked back at Shamir and said, “Why…”

“Why did I stop?” Shamir interrupted, “It’s not my place, but you enjoyed yourself, didn’t you? Well, what if I told you there’s someone that could make you feel even better? I know someone with the world’s greatest cock. No one’s cock compares, not even Jeralt’s. Kostas’s cock is what you need, Leonie. Kostas is my master, and I love his cock inside me. He makes me feel so good,” Shamir said, the love and need for her Master shining through in her voice.

Shamir squeezed Leonie tight, “Imagine it, Leonie. Imagine his warm, throbbing cock inside you. Imagine your pussy squeezing against his cock. Imagine how great it will feel as he fills you up with his cum. Trust me, there isn’t anything like it.”

As Shamir said these words to her, something was happening. Seeing as Leonie was attached to its power, Kostas’s crest was putting those thoughts and sensations into her mind. Leonie could literally imagine Kostas’s cock, its warmth, its thickness. She could smell its strong, pungent odor as if his cock were right in front of her nose. Her pussy was on fire as if it were actually inside her. She could even taste it, as if he had just stuck it inside of her mouth.

All of it was just as good as Shamir described it.

“Jeralt never gave you that wonderful feeling, but Kostas can. Do you want that Leonie? I can take you to him. He can give you that release, but first, you need to agree to be his ****. You won’t regret it. He found me and made me his slut, and I love it. I love being his toy, and you’ll love it too. You’re shaking, Leonie. You know this is what you need.” Shamir quickly brushed her finger across Leonie’s pussy, another stimulating shockwave hitting her, “You need him to make you cum.”

Leonie stood there, the pleasure driving her insane and having no way to let it out. Leonie’s mind was a jumbled mess, her resistance coming out as little more than a whimper. Finally, Leonie desperately said, “I’ll…I’ll be his ****. I need his cock.”

“Then let’s go meet him.” Shamir grabbed Leonie’s hand and led her out of the training grounds, leaving their belongings behind.

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“I heard she was pretty tough, but she doesn’t look like much. Hehehe, I guess you must have really played around with her,” Kostas said while inspecting Leonie.

Shamir had stripped Leonie of her uniform, and now the girl was biting her lip, cravingly rubbing her knuckles up and down her pussy. As soon as she had entered Kostas’s room, Leonie picked up the familiar, sharp odor of Kostas’s cock that had filled her mind, immediately bringing her to this pitiful state. Leonie was unbelievably pent up; her whole body was fidgeting, unable to keep still, as she was just waiting for Kostas to give her the pleasure and release that Shamir had promised.

“Oh, yes, Master!” Shamir exclaimed. “I made sure to play with her just like you told me to! I made her know just how wonderful your cock is! You’re really going to enjoy her, Master! She’s practically begging for your cock now!”

“Hehehe, I can see that,” Kostas directed his attention towards Leonie, “So, just how badly do you want my cock?”

“I need it. I need your cock so bad,” Leonie responded, practically rocking back and forth. “I…I can’t take it anymore. Please fuck me. Please fuck me with your cock. Please…Master.”

Kostas laughed. “This never gets old!” Kostas licked his lips, “Sure, I’ll fuck you. Since you asked so nicely.”

Kostas wasted no time granting the girl’s wishes. He roughly pushed her down onto her back and shoved his cock into her pussy. Leonie shouted out cries of pleasure, having that fire inside her burn bright once again, almost like it had never stopped. Kostas loved this position; he loved completely physically controlling her like he did all his slaves. His power was absolute and fucking Leonie like this demonstrated that.

“So you like Jeralt, huh?! Shamir told me you got a crush on that asswipe! Jeralt the Blade Breaker, give me a break,” Kostas scoffed. “Everyone thinks he’s SO great! Everyone worships the fucking ground he stands on! I’m so SICK of that jackass! He’s NOTHING compared to me! I’M the greatest, and soon, everyone will know it! Just like YOU! You love ME now, don’t you?!”

“Oh YES! Yes, I love you, Master!” Leonie responded.

“Tell me how much you love my cock!”

“I love your cock, Master! I love it so much! Don’t stop, Master! Fuck me more! It feels amazing!” Leonie screamed. She had lost her mind, completely lost in the pleasure of Kostas’s cock.

Leonie’s answer only made Kostas even more turned on, as he increased the strength of his thrusts, pushing his cock deep inside Leonie’s pussy. Her screams of pleasure made him more than happy. Kostas dreamed of the day he would finally show that prick Jeralt what he made of his sexy slut of a daughter, and now, he had his lovely apprentice too. He had something else to look forward to at the end of all this. The look on his face would be priceless!

Leonie laid there as Kostas pounded her with his cock, the insane pleasure ripping throughout her body. It felt like it would suffocate her, but as it went on, Leonie savored it. The feeling of being overtaken by the pleasure was immense…but addictive. She wanted more of it, more of this intense feeling, she wanted the full length of his cock inside of her.

Shamir was wrong. It was even better than she had described.

And Kostas kept ramming his cock into her, enjoying his brand new **** and her slim, athletic body. Kostas pushed Leonie to her limits, and when she felt like a rubber band about to snap, Kostas finally gave her the sweet release she was looking for.

Leonie experienced her first orgasm, her body convulsing from the sheer weight of it all. She let out a long, drawn-out cry, as the crest rooted itself ever deeper in her mind. She sank into the heavenly feeling of euphoria, relishing in the joy that Kostas’s cock gave her. The strong, brave image of Jeralt burned away from her mind; all that remained was her love and loyalty to Kostas. As the crest formed above her pussy, Leonie grew a blissful smile on her lips.

Another bitch down, Kostas thought. Pulling his cock out of Leonie, he looked around, wondering where his favorite archer went. His eyes locked onto the corner of the room, where he could see that Shamir had torn off her clothes and was now aggressively masturbating. Kostas could tell that Shamir had had a fun time watching the whole thing play out, and he was once again amused at just how slutty she had become.

Shamir locked eyes with Kostas, momentarily ceasing playing with her pussy. She had a look on her face like a child wondering if it was their turn to play. Kostas beckoned her over with his finger, causing Shamir to give a wide, excited smile. She quickly crawled over to the two, eager to join in on the fun.

Shamir deserved to be rewarded, as due to her efforts, he had just made the first steps towards bringing the Golden Deer, and furthermore, the Monastery to its knees.

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Author's Note: Posting this chapter again managed to work this time. I have no idea why. Sorry about all that, but I'm glad you can all read it now!

I love Shamir so I've been wanting to give her more screentime but there haven't been many organic places to include her since Manuela and Byleth have been getting more and more focus. But when getting to Leonie, I remembered Shamir's support with her and figured that would be a good place so I'm glad I was able to include the best girl in Three Houses haha. (Btw, have you all seen Ninja Shamir in FE Heroes? Oh man... It's fate that Ninja Shamir and this chapter came out so near each other haha. It wasn't planned I promise.)

Also, this is my last chapter for the rest of the year! I want to take a little break to make sure I don't get burnt out. But when I come back, we might finally be able to see Kostas's long-awaited takeover of the Monastery. It sure will be something! It's been a little over a year since I started writing for this story and erotic fanfiction as a whole, and let me say that you all reading, liking my chapters, and sending kind words about my work my way has honestly been the highlight of this past year. So thank you, you're all the best and I'll see you all in 2022! Happy Holidays and have a great rest of your year!

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