Laurence has an idea on how to make Miss Steele's lesson interesting

‘Now then, Miss Steele,’ Laurence began as if his clothes hadn’t just disintegrated. ‘Perhaps I can think of a way to make these fine young ladies interested in today’s lesson?’

‘Alright…’ Miss Steele replied with a faraway, dreamy look in her big, coffee coloured eyes as she glanced down at the young servant’s huge, slightly swaying, cock.

‘Good,’ Laurence stated with a confident nod of his head, despite the fact that he was certain that the noblewoman had not heard him. ‘Then I shall pose this problem to today’s class,’ He added, while making his way over to Miss Steele as the eyes of all four high society ladies followed the way his massive prick bounced with each of his step. ‘The problem you need to solve is this: How long is this penis?’

‘Obviously the answer is “fucking enormous”, sir.’ Nyelle answered confidently as she leaned back and hungrily licked her lips.

Laurence had to fight the urge to shatter that confidence of hers by blasting her pretty young face with precum. The way the Nyelle carried herself reminded him of a jungle cat, now that she was leaning back he could see that she certainly had the physique for it with her slender, but defined, arms and the stomach that was ruthlessly and efficiently stripped of any fat to show powerful abdominal muscles.

‘Although you aren’t wrong,’ Laurence finally replied, desperately hoping that the little blue blooded slut didn’t notice how aroused her answer had made him. ‘I am going to need an answer containing numbers.’

Nyelle appeared to be surprised at Laurence answer, apparently she had expected the servant to simply claim she was correct so she could have his way with his giant cock. And Laurence had to admit he felt some satisfaction at seeing the spoiled high society slut move her hand through her pale blonde hair in a frustrated fashion, while her other hand slipped underneath the table as she watched the young man’s massive shaft twitch and spasm before her.

‘Well, it is definitely bigger than the usual twelve inches, isn’t it?’ Victoria stated with a smirk as she folder her arms underneath her huge, impressive rack.

‘I guessed all of this was because of a potion,’ Maliya said. ‘But did you just say that thing’s already a foot long without it?’ The blonde asked, clearly awed.

‘Careful now, Maliya. Gush any more and Laurence might expect you to get down on your knees and propose to him!’ Nyelle teased, the sound of her voice being accompanied by the wet *schlicks* of her fingers moving in and out of her soaked snatch.

‘That’s not something I usually do when I’m on my knees before a man,’ Maliya giggled. ‘But perhaps that is not such a bad idea.’ She added dreamily as she leaned forward and rested her chin on her dainty hands.

Out of the three, Maliya was blessed with the largest chest. Her breasts were perhaps even larger than those of Victoria and Miss Steele, which meant that anything that had been lying on the table before the teenaged noble slut had either clattered to the floor or had been crushed beneath the enormous, spherical globes.

‘Again, that answer isn’t incorrect, per se. But I do need it to be more specific than that.’ Laurence said in response to Victoria. Perhaps a little late because he was uncertain about how to handle Maliya’s apparent crush on him. ‘I am sorry, my lady.’ He added with a slight bow.

‘I’m sure you will make it up to me later, Laurence.’ Victoria replied, smirk still on her face.

‘Well then, what does Miss Steele’s final student think the answer is?’ Laurence asked while purposely twisting his body towards Maliya.

‘Um…’ Maliya stammered, watching Laurence’s lips curl up into a smile as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. ‘I, um, I think it is…’ She muttered awkwardly as she leaned back, **** to think of the correct answer, while her hand disappeared between her thighs and her movements caused more objects to slip of the table. ‘Fourteen inches?’ The blonde answered uncertainly.

‘I am afraid not.’ Laurence said with a shake of his head, before turning towards Miss Steele. ‘Now, what do you think the answer is?’ He asked, his tone of voice low and dangerous as his fat cockhead poked into the dark-skinned babe’s belly.

‘It is fifteen inches exactly, sir!’ Miss Steele squeaked.

Her submissive reply caught Laurence so off guard that he hosed the noblewoman’s tight grey, and no doubt expensive, dress down with his clear, viscous precum. Beatrix Steele didn’t get mad however, but neither did she transform into the sort of cockhungry slut like he had been expected. Instead she nibbled on that plush bottom lip of hers while glancing shyly at the humongous, vascular tube of flesh that was poking into her belly.

‘Look at that!’ Nyelle whistled as she stared at the growing damp spot that had formed on her tutor’s dress. ‘I guess she got the right answer, huh?’

‘Is that because of a potion too?’ Maliya asked curiously as her fingers brushed over the drenched, darkened lips of her labia.

‘No, that’s normal.’ Victoria answered stoically, smirk having disappeared from her face.

The young Lady Thorns ignored her friend’s small squeak of pleasure as she intently watched Laurence and Miss Steele. Although she might have trouble every now and again with keeping her class under control, Beatrix Steele was known as a strict, no nonsense woman. But ever since Laurence had walked in she had gone as meek as a lamb, even more so since Laurence revealed his monstrous shaft. Meanwhile Laurence looked like a hungry wolf, and Victoria began to grin once again when she started to notice the cracks that started to form on the mask of “dutiful servant” that Laurence so loved to don.

‘Now then, Miss Steele. You are correct,’ Laurence practically growled. ‘May I ask how you arrived at that answer.’

‘Maths,’ was Beatrix’s answer. ‘I used maths.’

‘Can you be more specific?’ Laurence asked with a cock of his head.

‘What do you mean, sir?’ Beatrix asked.

A shiver of delight passed through Laurence as the older noblewoman addressed a young man of his station with such formality, and he decided to rewards the dark-skinned slut by soaking her dress in even more of his hot, salty precum before he decided to continue his conversation with her.

‘Can you explain how you arrived at this answer using maths?’ Laurence explained. ‘It might come in handy for a certain trio of scantily clad, cockhungry blue blooded sluts in the future, after all.’

‘Uh…’ Beatrix began, clearly not knowing where to begin.

‘That’s odd, Laurence,’ Victoria giggled. ‘Usually women don’t end up like this until AFTER you’ve split them on that gorgeous dick of yours.’

‘Oh right, thank you, Victoria. I almost forgot to ask!’ Laurence mused with a confident grin. ‘Miss Steele, what would you like as a reward for answering my problem correctly?’

‘I bet she’d love to get a taste of the precum that’s staining her dress!’ Nyelle suggested. ‘It sure looks tasty from here, I wouldn’t mind trying a whole jug…’ She added with a nasty growl.

‘If I were her I’d beg him to stick it up my twat...’ Maliya sighed dreamily. ‘He’d stretch her wide after which he’d mark her cunt as his with his jizz!’

‘Well, I know Laurence,’ Victoria began. ‘He will want to fuck her ass.’

‘Fuck, who can blame him!’ Nyelle cut in. ‘Miss Steele’s lessons might be boring as hell, but I hope to someday have an ass as huge and firm as her. I’m sure you’d get a whole pouch of gold back if you bounce a copper piece off of those buttcheeks!’

‘All good suggestions,’ Laurence growled hungrily, heart pounding in his ears as he tried desperately to not throw Miss Steele over one of the tables within the library. ‘What is it going to be?’

‘My ass, please.’ Miss Steele answered meekly as she looked up from Laurence’s shaft to meet his eyes. ‘I always felt your eyes linger on my breasts whenever we spoke, and I knew your gaze was on my behind and my hips whenever I walked before you…’

‘Do you dislike that?’ Laurence asked, while he possessively grabbed one of the tutor’s big, brown meaty asscheeks.

‘Not at all,’ Beatrix replied with a shuddering gasp. ‘It felt incredibly...good knowing such a handsome, strong young man desired me.’ She cooed, while reaching out to touch one of Laurence’s shoulder. But she quickly drew her hand away as if she had touched a fire, or perhaps a deity without his permission.

‘Oh my! Looks like Maliya isn’t the only one with a crush on Laurence!’ Nyelle mused. Though she could not deny that she desperately wanted to be in her tutor’s position right now.

‘You should have said something sooner, you slut!’ Laurence growled as he began to pull up Miss Steele’s tight grey dress, his polite, servile demeanor now completely replaced by bestial lust. ‘How I would have loved a chance at plowing this huge, soft ass sooner!’ He added while attempting to fit as much of Beatrix’s buttocks in his hands as he could.

‘Do it, Laurence! Show her what she’s been missing!’ Victoria hissed as she roughly squeezed her tits through her tiny bandeau top. She missed the jealous glares of her two friends as she said this.

Because, of course Victoria had told them both about her morning ritual. And although both Nyelle and Maliya would not mind being woken with a cock up their ass, they didn’t know how hung Laurence was up until now. The thought of having their butts stuffed with such a huge prick made both blondes shift around awkwardly in their seats, as if they suddenly had become aware of a vast emptiness within them.

‘I’m sorry!’ Beatrix suddenly whined as Laurence continued to knead her asscheeks like dough. ‘I’m sorry that I didn’t know the joy of being a horny noblewoman addicted to monstercock. I want you to teach me, though. Please teach me with your big, humongous prick!’ Beatrix moaned.

Only then did she seem to realize that her students were watching her. But it was too late, she had already said it. And while she felt her face growing hot, Laurence released her rump and continued to pull her dress up. A few soft moans of discomfort passed the gorgeous tutor’s plush, beestung lips as the precum sticking to the garment made it harder to remove, but she did not resist as it was pulled over her head.

‘See this?’ Laurence asked as he held up the stained, balled up dress before Beatrix. ‘You are not allowed to dress like this any longer. Whenever you are going to teach these three, I expect you to dress like them.’

‘I...I don’t have any clothes like that!’ Miss Steele stammered as she glanced at her students.

‘Don’t you want to be a blue blooded slut that needs my monstercock?’ Laurence asked, only to grin in amusement as Beatrix nodded feverently in response. ‘Then you’ll find a way. If you want, I can even recommend a seamstress.’

‘I will do as you ask, sir.’ Beatrix answered, and as a reward her naked tits got hosed down with a great deluge of precum.

‘Oh fuck, he’s turning Miss Steele into his own personal slut!’ Maliya whispered in awe.

‘Mom and I may have created a monster…’ Victoria chuckled as she watched the strings of precum that decorated her tutor’s huge brown melons stretch longer and longer before splattering onto the ground.

‘I’m glad you’re so eager to learn, Miss Steele,’ Laurence cooed as he pulled the tutor in for a hug. His humongous, veiny slab of cockmeat sliding between her thick, soft thighs. ‘Now, let’s see how hard this lesson will be for you…’ He mused, as his hands practically disappeared between the noblewoman’s wide, ballooning buttocks.

Miss Steele gave a little squeak as Laurence’s fingers made contact with her tightest hole before she, predictably, sprayed her girlcum all over the massive dick trapped between her thighs. Laurence only chuckled, before slowly forcing one finger inside, and then two...before he found that he could not fit any more.

‘It seems that this lesson will be quite difficult, Miss Steele,’ He growled as he extracted his fingers from the noblewoman’s anus before pulling away. ‘But something tells me you will enjoy it nonetheless. Now, why don’t you lean over that table to show your students how to take a fucking monstercock!’ Laurence ordered.

Victoria managed to bite back a comment on how she already knew that, so entranced was she by watching Laurence order her strict tutor around. So she, along with Nyelle and Maliya, watched with bated breath as Beatrix Steele approached the long table they sat behind before resting her huge tits on top of it and sticking her equally large rear in the air for Laurence’s benefit. It didn’t take long before the young servant was behind her, and pried her thick, shapely buttocks apart.

‘Best lesson ever!’ All three girls whispered in unison.