Mercedes Has a Wet Dream

Manuela was very excited. Her heart was racing. She was spending time with one of her favorite students, Mercedes, and of course, tea was involved.

“How is your tea?” Manuela asked. “I made it myself.”

“The tea is delicious! I don’t think I’ve ever had anything like it.”

“Oh, I can guarantee it.” Manuela smiled. Last night, Manuela had another amazing one-on-one time with her Master. She spent the entire night alone with him, and this time, Kostas let Manuela choose how she wanted to be fucked. With the wonderful opportunity Kostas had given her, Manuela wanted her Master to be extra rough with her. The night had ended with Kostas’s cock in her ass, and she loved every single minute of it. She savored the feeling of not being able to sit right. It was a lovely reminder of the kindness her Master had shown her.

The best part, however, came at the end of the night. With Kostas’s cock still inside her, he told Manuela it was finally time for him to get his hands on her students. Manuela had zero reservations about the idea; she agreed instantly. She couldn’t fucking wait for them all to be broken down and trained as Kostas’s horny sluts. Manuela used this as added spice to her night, as just thinking about it made her even more wet. As their professor, she was supposed to protect her students, but that made the whole thing even more naughty. And if she was lucky, Manuela would be able to give them a few lessons herself.

And that brought Manuela to today. Right away, she knew the perfect girl to be next. Mercedes had an incredible body. Mercedes always covered herself up with loose clothes and sweaters, but Manuela could tell she was hiding a fantastic figure. Her master loved big breasts, and Mercedes had one of the best pairs at the monastery, despite her best attempts to hide them.

Yet, there was another reason why Manuela chose Mercedes. Mercedes was a sweet girl; she was always the first one to lend a hand to anyone who needed it. She had a big heart and a strong moral compass, and that’s why Manuela thought it would be fun to fix that. Manuela wanted to see how much she could corrupt her and how much Mercedes would like it.

“If I may ask, why did you invite me, Professor Manuela?” Mercedes asked.

“As your professor, I’ve been keeping my eye on you, and I know you’ve been working hard, so I wanted to reward you for all your effort,” Manuela replied.

“You’re so kind. I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for the Blue Lions. You’ve always been so nice to us. We owe a lot to you, and I know everyone else feels the same way.”

“Aww, I’m touched, Mercedes. I know I still have a lot to teach you, but trust me when I say, I have big plans for you all.”

“I’m looking forward to it. I appreciate the tea, but I must be going. I’m sorry to cut this short, but I promised Annette I would help her go shopping for supplies. Please, excuse me.”

“No worries, Mercedes! I understand. Go on and help your friend.”

“Thank you for understanding. I’ll see you later!” Mercedes stood up, bowed her head, and walked away.

She didn’t even suspect a thing. That girl could stand to be a bit less naive. Manuela continued to enjoy her tea, looking forward to that evening.

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The monastery was dark and quiet with not a single person outside, except for one. Manuela walked silently across the monastery, thinking about how much fun she was about to have. She just had to find the right building...

Here it is. Manuela was now standing in front of Mercedes’s dorm. She looked around to make sure no one could see her and stepped forward. Manuela pulled out her keys and unlocked Mercedes’s door. Rhea entrusted every professor at the monastery with keys to their students’ dorm in case of emergency. Rhea had faith that her professors would never do anything immoral with them.

What an idiot.

Manuela would use the archbishop’s misplaced trust to her advantage, and one day, Rhea herself would face the consequences.

Manuela slowly opened the door and peeked her head inside. She could see that Mercedes was sound asleep in her bed. Manuela stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Without making a sound, she walked over to Mercedes. Even though it was small, Manuela could feel Kostas’s power running through Mercedes. Manuela’s tattoo glowed, as she prepared to work her power over the girl. Her crest resonated with the dormant power within her student, causing a tattoo to faintly glow above Mercedes’s pussy.

“Mercedes? Can you hear me?” Manuela asked in a low, sensual tone.

In her **** state, Mercedes reacted impulsively to Kostas’s power. “…..Yesss,” Mercedes answered softly.

“Good, dear. Keep listening to my voice. Let my voice fill your mind. You want to keep listening, Mercedes. You find my voice so soothing. You find yourself getting lost in my voice. Don’t you want to keep listening?”

“Yessss,” Mercedes answered again.

“Listen to me very closely. I need you to fall into an even deeper sleep. Do you understand me? The more you listen to me, the deeper you will fall. Just keep listening to me, Mercedes. And continue to fall deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper. Keep falling until you’ve reached the deepest point. Let my voice guide you there. All you have to do is to follow my voice, as you gently float to the bottom of your mind. Have you reached the bottom yet?”

“Yessss.” Mercedes now wouldn’t be able to wake up without Manuela’s command. Manuela was free to do whatever she wanted to the girl. Furthermore, in this suggestible state, Mercedes’s mind was fully open to accept whatever commands Manuela had for her.

With the hard part out of the way, Manuela could now enjoy herself. She pulled back the sheets and was pleasantly surprised to see that Mercedes was completely naked. Despite her caring nature, Mercedes could be an odd girl at times, but Manuela certainly didn’t expect this. She wasn’t complaining, however, as Mercedes’s body was finally on full display to the songstress. And what a body it was.

As Manuela predicted, Mercedes’ breasts were outstanding; they almost rivaled her own, as they looked so full and voluptuous. Yet, her breasts weren’t the only part of her that was outstanding. Every part of her looked so smooth and creamy, especially her delicious-looking legs. Manuela had pictured what Mercedes’s body would look like, but Mercedes was even more impressive than she imagined. Manuela was reminded of Dorothea and how much she loved that girl’s body. It was clear, however, that Mercedes had a more mature quality to her, and among all of the students at the monastery, this would make her stand out from the rest.

Manuela couldn’t resist. Manuela kneeled down and lightly touched Mercedes’s breasts. They felt as good as they looked. Even in her hypnotized state, Mercedes could still feel what Manuela was doing. Mercedes slightly shifted in response to her touch, which made Manuela smile. Manuela sensuously rubbed her finger around Mercedes’s nipple. Mercedes shifted again, as her nipples got harder.

Manuela brought her lips close to Mercedes’s ear and whispered, “That feels good, doesn’t it, Mercedes?”

“Mmm….yesss,” Mercedes responded.

“You like feeling this good, Mercedes. You’ve never felt this way before. These new sensations are so new and exciting. You want to experience more of it.” Manuela traced Mercedes’s ear with her tongue and blew softly.

Mercedes sighed in response to the cool, pleasant tingle. “Yessss....so...nice. Need.....more.” Manuela happily answered the girl’s wishes. Manuela ceased what she was doing and reached across the bed. Manuela grabbed Mercedes’s hands and placed them onto her breasts. Manuela then guided Mercedes’s fingers in a circular motion around her nipples, causing them to grow stiff. Without much help, Mercedes was now voluntarily teasing her own nipples.

“Yes, just like that, sweetie. You’re doing so well. Rubbing your nipples feels soooo nice. You don’t want to stop. It makes you feel so horny. You always hold yourself as this selfless and perfect person. I think it’s so admirable. But sometimes you wish you could let loose and give in to your desires. I know that deep down you’re a naughty girl. A naughty girl who likes feeling horny.”

“Mmmmm....want to be.....naughty.” Mercedes took in everything she was told; Manuela’s words were being imprinted into her very mind. Mercedes pinched her rock-hard nipples, as she was growing hornier due to Manuela’s influence.

Manuela was excited to see Mercedes play with herself. Watching the pure, warmhearted girl act so indecent was incredibly hot. Manuela had no real way to describe how perfect this all was, but she wasn’t done; Manuela knew that she could push Mercedes even further.

“I want to tell you about someone, Mercedes. Someone wonderful. This person came into my life and changed me. I didn’t know just how much I was missing out. I always did my best to be a good role model for you all while also trying to find a good partner. But then this person, this amazing man showed up and showed me how great it is to be his slut. That’s all I am and nothing more. I don’t know how I could have been so blind to it before, but I’m so much happier now to be with him, to be fucked by him. And this man? He is my Master. And soon, he will be yours as well, and you too will love being fucked by him. Doesn’t that sound nice, Mercedes?”

“Yesss…fucked..by....Masterrrr.....” Mercedes continued to absorb Manuela’s words; her mind clung to every single thing that was said to her. Manuela knew that under normal circumstances Mercedes would’ve been a tough nut to crack due to her annoying sense of morality. The songstress figured that Mercedes would find a way to resist Kostas’s usual tactics, which gave Manuela the bright idea to bypass this barrier altogether. By sinking her consciousness to the lowest depths, Mercedes’s strong resistance was no longer a factor, allowing Kostas’ crest to implant new thoughts, feelings, and personality traits with ease. Mercedes was losing a battle she didn’t even know she was a part of.

“That’s right, Mercedes. This is what you need. It’s all that you need. And let me say, I know he’s going to like you. Master loves big breasts, and yours are some of the nicest I’ve seen. He’s going to rub his hands all over them, playing with them to his heart’s delight. He’s going to run his tongue all over them, as he gets a good taste of your beautiful nipples. And most of all, Mercedes? It’s going to feel wonderful with his cock in between your breasts.”

Mercedes could feel it; she perfectly imagined this man and his strong hands ravishing her body. Mercedes’s new lustful feelings took hold of her, as she began to aggressively squeeze her breasts.

“I see you’re enjoying yourself, Mercedes. Imagining our Master playing with your breasts fills you with desire, but let me tell you that it doesn’t compare to his cock. He’s going to ram his big, hard cock inside of you, and you’ll be begging for more. The pleasure coming from your pussy will be unimaginable.” As Manuela told this to her, she noticed that Mercedes’s pussy was getting wet.

Manuela chucked, “I see just thinking about it gets you hot, and why shouldn’t it? Very soon, you’ll be addicted to his cock, and I know that’s something you want, Mercedes. You want it more than anything.”

Mercedes’s left hand inched towards the edges of her pussy, as she began to play with herself. Manuela recited messages to Mercedes: Obey. Slut. Cock. Obey. Master. ****. Obey. As Manuela kept repeating these words, they rooted more and more in Mercedes’s mind. As a result, Mercedes kept getting hornier, which increased the rhythm of her movements.

“Oooohhhh Goddesssss,” Mercedes moaned. Manuela was amused, as Mercedes, the usual perfect girl, was playing rough with herself. At this point, her fingers were deep inside her pussy, and it was plain to see that Mercedes was getting immense enjoyment from this shameless act. If Mercedes could see herself with clear eyes, she would’ve been appalled, but once again, Manuela and the crest were the ones in control.

Manuela continued to describe the pleasures of Kostas’s cock, corrupting Mercedes even further. Mercedes moved her fingers faster while increasing the pressure of her thrusts. Faster. Harder. Faster. Harder. Mercedes kept going, and her lust kept building and building. Kostas’s crest flickered above Mercedes’s pussy, glowing brighter the closer Mercedes got to ecstasy. Mercedes’s quiet moans turned into audible cries. Her lust built and built and built until she finally climaxed. She let out a loud scream, as Kostas’s crest shined brightly for a brief second. As Mercedes came down from her climax, the crest slowly faded until it completely disappeared.

Manuela loved watching that all play out. She was ready.

“How did that feel, Mercedes?” Manuela continued to gently fondle Mercedes’s breasts.

“Mmmm, sooo gooood.”

“Yes, remember that feeling, Mercedes. You made me proud. You’ll meet our Master soon. I promise.” Mercedes smiled, as she dreamt of her Master fondling her breasts.

“All right, Mercedes. I need you to listen to me, sweetie. Right now, you’re still in the deepest recesses of your mind. After I leave, I need you to keep repeating those words I gave to you. Keep repeating them over and over until morning. Each time you repeat them, the more you will accept them as your own. Once morning comes, your consciousness will return to normal. And once you wake up, you won’t remember any of this.”

Manuela whispered a few, final subliminal messages in Mercedes’s ear, fixed up her student’s bed, and left the room. Mercedes was left on her own, as she repeated Manuela’s commands in her mind and continued to play with herself. Obey. Slut. Cock. Obey. Master. ****. Obey.

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Mercedes woke up, yawning as she sat up on her bed. The girl rubbed the sleep out of her eyes when she suddenly noticed that she was naked. Mercedes cried out in surprise and jumped up from her bed.

“Oh geez, I must’ve forgotten to put on my nightgown last night. So embarrassing. I’m glad nobody saw me like this.” After her initial shock died down, Mercedes noticed that her sheets were damp.

“That’s weird,” Mercedes questioned this for a brief moment until she looked at the clock and noticed the time. “Oh no, I’m late for class!” Mercedes put on her clothes and ran out the door, completely unaware of the events that had transpired that night.

Author's Note: May sound weird but I never expected Manuela to become so involved in this entire story. She's not one of my personal favorites, but she's been a lot of fun to write for. Hope you've enjoyed her in this story as much as I have!