No, there are more pressing matters

You promised your master you would study diligently, but there is no way you would be able to concentrate on your studies now. Besides, your next class is potions, you can easily study tonight and catch up.

Briefly, you consider dragging her to your room, but quickly discard the idea. Einamina may realize it is you, and once her constraints are gone she will be hellbent on ****. Instead, you notice an empty classroom across the hall and drag her there, kicking the door closed behind you.

Einamina barely seems aware of the change in location. Her eyes are closed and she continues grinding her boobs against your hands, sighing in relief. As much as you enjoy the handfuls of soft flesh, you want the elf to suffer. As it stands right now, you're the one suffering, with your erect cock painfully pressed against your trousers so you can barely stand upright.

Releasing her boobs, you wrap one arm tightly around her waist, while the other reaches between her legs. Einamina whimpers at the sudden lack of stimulation to her breasts and tries to break free. In a magic duel you would stand no chance, but physically you are much stronger and hold her tightly. Her eyes widen as she becomes aware of your fingers brushing against her pussy, and she kicks your shins renewing her efforts to escape. Just when you think she's about to succeed, Einamina gives a muffled scream of frustration. She begins thrusting herself onto your fingers in a **** attempt to distract herself from the unbearable itchy sensation in her boobs.

It must be working because soon her breath grows ragged, and her pussy moist as she slips more easily onto your fingers. You can't wait to see what it feels like around your cock. Pulling your fingers out, you shove the elf roughly against the desk. With her hands still tied behind her head, she is unable to catch herself. She folds at the waist, her face slamming onto the wooden surface. Before Einamina even realizes what is happening, you kick aside your trousers and grab her hips. As you thrust into her from behind, her squashed boobs slide along the desktop. The muscles in her legs tense up as she twists her body, rubbing her breasts against the desk and driving herself deeper onto your cock.

As you continue thrusting, you cast a spell and a small paddle appears, smacking her bare ass. A continuous string of muffled moans flow from behind her gag as all Einamina's sensitive parts are bombarded, nearly overwhelming her senses. It is music to your ears as you shoot your seed inside her.