Teach the new ”professor” her place

The thought of putting the high priestess herself in place was a tempting idea, but that would take some preparations. Once he has the archbishop in the palm of his hand, all of Fódlan could be his.

Kostas put his notebook back into his pocket. As he did, he remembered the mercenary chick that got him captured back in the forest. Like a strange Deja-vu, he remembered her kneeling in front of him. She was pushing her adorable face into his crotch, polishing his thick spear like a diligent squire. Kostas laughed to himself loudly. His memory was probably jumbled because of the strike to the head she had dealt to him, and the scene he remembered was probably just a dream he had while passed out. The 'memory' did give him a good idea however.

He would take that new "professor" that everyone seemed to revere, defile her, fuck her brains out and turn her into his first personal slut.

Byleth had chosen to teach the Black Eagle house and spent the week getting to know her new students. All of them were unique and interesting, and she is starting to enjoy her new life at the Monastery. This was going to be fun, she thought to herself merrily.

Later that evening, Byleth heard a knock on her door. Cheerily she got up to the door, wondering if it was any of her students needing help with their studies.

”Good evening how can I he...” she froze up when she saw who stood on the other side of the door.

”Well, good evening to you, 'professor'...” Kostas large body filled up the entire doorframe. Even if Byleth wanted to slam the door on him, her fear had paralyzed her. She was stronger than this, why did she feel so intimidated by this man?

Before She was able to act, the Bandit leader had already entered and locked the door behind him. He was looking around the room, sniffing visible. It was a nice room, pretty small for someone Kostas size, but otherwise feasibly large. Byleth had a bulletin board with information about the monastery and general news regarding the near vicinity. A tidy desk with books neatly sorted, a reading candle and a journal where she wrote down the progress of her students. Opposite to the desk stood her bed. It was a boring grey double bed, Kostas wondered to himself how much **** it would take to break it. On the other side of the room was several small windows, looking down from the castle. There was no risk of anyone spotting them from there. Standing on the windowsill, was a vase of red flowers. The flowers would fill the room with a lovely fragrance, if not for the stinking bandit standing in its center.

"You owe me an apology." Kostas said quite stern. "You see, I still have a sore head from when you hit me."

"I-I'm sorry..." Byleth said meekly "Would y-you kindly leave sir? I have a class early tomorrow and..." she couldn't say more before Kostas interrupted her.

"Oh? So I'm a sir now, eh?" Kostas chuckled before turning back to his serious face. "That half-assed apology won't do, however..." He walked past her and sat down on her bed. "There are other ways of repaying me." Byleth swallowed hard at this.

"Strip" Kostas ordered sternly, staring daggers at her.

Byleth managed to compose herself for just a second. "Or what?" she said, not completely convincing.

"You know, I'm actually a respected knight now. Even if you go snitch on me, I have several friends among the knights and guards, and they can easily get one of your Black Eagle friends have a little.... Might we say accident?" he grinned. "Even if you get me hung by the neck, the future of your diligent students are endangered. Is my life really worth that much?" he chuckled before returning to his cold manner. "Don't make me repeat myself. STRIP."

Byleth swallowed. Her whole body was trembling, but she didn't have any choice. She would never let any of her students fall victim to this man. As their professor, she was responsible for pleasing this man, to divert his attention from them. That was the twisted logic she could form at this time.

Reluctantly, Byleth started removing her clothing.

She started by unhooking her cape, letting the loose fabric float down toward the cold floor behind her. Then she removed all her heavy armor, stripping herself of the final barrier of defense she had toward the man. Shoulder guard, chest plate and her sleeve armor, all fell to the floor around her. Then she started unhooking a bra. She was trembling so it wasn't an easy task.

"Come now, that's a good girl" Kostas said as he licked his lips. Byleth was shaking, looking back at him in embarrassment and disgust. Trembling, she let her bra fall to the floor, and she tried to cover up her nipples with her hand as she continued. She then bent over as she slid her pants down, stepping out of them awkwardly. She made an effort not to put a show up for Kostas, but it was obvious that her shame and embarrassment was enough entertainment for him.

"That's alright, leave the rest on" Kostas barked just as Byleth was to remove her pantyhose. "Come her and kneel before me."

Byleth followed his order without voiced complaint and sat down on the cold floor, her head right in front of his crotch. She could see his massive cock, on the inside of his pants, straining to get out.

"Open your present"

"I'll get you for this..." Byleth said through gritted teeth as she reluctantly unbuttoned his pants. Even if she had seen it before in the forest, the inhuman size of his member still made her flinch. It wasn't even fully erect and it was still thicker than her arm. She began servicing it immediately, but she put on an act that she hated it. Act? Byleth thought, was it an act? No, she despised this disgusting man, and he could never make her feel good.

"Fuck, you're good at this." Kostas grunted as she sloppily smeared her lips and tongue all over his cock and balls. "I prefer virgins, but experienced women are good too."

"I-I am a virgin" Byleth said, burrowing her brow at the man. Did she take offense in that statement? She didn't really treasure her virginity like the devotees at the monastery, but she still imagined that she would save her virginity for someone special.

"Really? Well you are a natural professor. But let me give you some personal coaching." Kostas smirked as he grabbed her head with a single bear like hand, and pushed his cock into her throat.

"Mmmmgh???!!!!" Byleth choked on the massive penis as it filled her entire mouth and was pressed into her throat. Her eyes widened at this sudden movement and tears was forming in her eyes. She tried to press herself away from this man, but her strength was fading as he violated her mouth. As he continuously jerked her head back and forth, Byleth had a hard time to breathe. Just as she was about to pass out, Kostas pulled out, leaving several strings of saliva from his massive meatpole to Byleth's agape mouth.

The professor starting gasping for air as soon as she could, coughing in the process. As she desperately filled her lungs with air, she felt it polluted by the nauseating stench of Kostas's rotten smegma. How long was it that this bandit leader bathed? she thought, as she tried to suppress the urge to throw up.

"Good girl. Now that my cock is lubricated, lets get to the real deal."