The World Is Mine For The Taking

Chapter 138: Chapter 21 - Three Days Before The King's Game, Day 2 (5)

That wasn't exactly surprising. Irene and Prince Julius had elemental skills that were directly opposed to each other. Their abilities weren't just mere magic; they were forces of nature, fire and water, Inferno and Atlantis, locked in an eternal clash of power.

These weren't your ordinary fireballs or water blasts; their magic had the potential to wreak havoc on a monumental scale, capable of laying waste to entire nations with a mere flick of their fingers.

The Magic Knights were likely at their wit's end because they couldn't do anything against the prince, hence why they came to the academy.

So Irene not being in the classroom meant she was talking with the Magic Knights.

"Did I answer your questions?" Gabrielle asked.

I grinned and took her hand to help her up, then turned her around and pushed her onto the desk. Her ass was now facing me, along with that pink flower and her pinkish little hole. They were mine and mine alone. Feeling an overwhelming sense of conquest, I couldn't contain myself and began licking her pussy again while stimulating her swollen clit.

"Haaah~ nnnh, ahhh, aang... hah~ fuaaahhh~!"

After lavishing her with my tongue for a while, she reached a delicate climax, her legs trembling with pleasure.

"Ahhhh... Enough... Please... Haa... Haa.... Put it in already, M-Master..."

I rose to my feet, my cock throbbing with anticipation as I nestled it between her supple ass cheeks. But just as I was about to enter her...

We were abruptly interrupted by a knocking on the door. Both of us froze, our eyes snapping towards the source of the disturbance.

"Professor Gabrielle, are you there? Hello? Um, I have something to ask of you. Can I please come in?"

"Isn't that... Princess Myrcella?" I muttered.

Gabrielle glanced back at me.

"You locked the door, right?"

"I did," I admitted. "But I think I might not have done it properly."

"You what?"

A mischievous grin spread across my face. "My bad," I confessed.

"You don't look sorry at all!" she exclaimed, her tone tinged with irritation.

"Professor Gabrielle? I'm coming in, okay?" came the voice from the other side of the door.

***

Myrcella's POV

As I opened the door, I saw Professor Gabrielle sitting behind her desk, her head resting on the surface. Ah, she must have been asleep. I felt a twinge of guilt for disturbing her slumber, but I needed her guidance.

"Uhm, excuse me, professor? Are you awake?"

"Heh? Uh, Y-Yes, I'm awake. Ah, Princess Myrcella, do you need me for something?"

"Ah, yes," I replied. Then, I noticed something was off about Professor Gabrielle. As a former Magic Knight, she was always composed and poised, a woman I admired greatly. It saddened me when she left the order, but I was grateful to see her again, even if only as a professor. However, her demeanor now was anything but composed. She looked flushed, her breathing uneven, and she was sweating profusely.

Something seemed amiss.

"Do you have a fever, Professor? Your face looks kind of red..." My concern deepened as I observed her flushed complexion.

"Oh... Ah, I just feel hot because I was sorting something out until a few moments ago. Anyway, what do you want with me?" Her voice seemed strained, and beads of sweat dotted her forehead.

"Oh, about that," I began.

"Hng?!" A sudden, unexpected cry escaped from the professor's lips, startling us both. She quickly covered her mouth, her eyes widening with embarrassment.

"A-Are you really okay, Professor?" I asked, my worry growing.

"I'm fine. I just stubbed my toe on the desk," she replied hastily, though her voice betrayed a hint of discomfort.

"I-Is that all?"

"Yes, that's all," she insisted, though her hurried demeanor suggested otherwise. "Anyway, what is it you want again?"

"Oh, um, I'm seeking your advice, Professor Gabrielle. Is that alright?"

"Y-Yes... Please, go ahead, Princess."

"Actually..." I began, choosing to confide in Professor Gabrielle about my worries.

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Gabrielle's POV

"Actually, my half-brother, Julius, has been avoiding returning home lately, engaging in constant conflicts with our father and his own mother. I'm perplexed as to why he's become this kind of person, and witnessing his newfound behavior leaves me deeply unsettled. Furthermore, rumors have circulated in the royal castle that he's plotting to overthrow our father's reign and seize power for himself.

Despite Father's efforts to thwart Julius's ambitions thus far, I can't shake the feeling that Julius may eventually succeed. What are your thoughts on this, Professor Gabrielle?"

It was tough to focus on what Princess Myrcella was saying, what with Master starting to lick me down there. I felt kind of guilty that she seemed serious about her concerns, while I was getting my pussy licked without her knowing. I had to stifle my moans while she was talking. Honestly, I had no clue what she was going on about, couldn't concentrate at all.

But it seemed like it was something to do with the royal family's issues.

"Princess Myrcella, are you certain... ohhh... certain it's wise to confide in me like this? I'm no longer part of the Magic Knights, remember?"

"Well, you're the only one I feel I can turn to, Professor," she replied. "Among the Magic Knights, you're the only one I trust, even though you're no longer among their ranks."

My guilt surged as Princess Myrcella placed her trust in me, but paradoxically, I found myself growing more aroused by the situation. I never knew I had such perverse tendencies within me. If I could go back and tell my former self, the one who hadn't even explored masturbation until meeting Master, she would be utterly shocked, questioning if we were even the same person.

Yet, deep down, she would know, because I was her. And now, here I was, finding pleasure while someone sought advice from me.

"Hng... I'm not sure I can offer much help or be the one advising you on family matters, Princess Myrcella. However, if you believe... Ahh?!"

A loud moan ripped through my lips, betraying my struggle to maintain composure.

"Professor? Are you really okay?" asked Princess Myrcella.

"Y-Yes... I'm fine," I said, trying to mask the turmoil raging within me.

I discreetly glanced down at Master, who was now plunging three fingers in and out of my pussy. What are you up to, Master? Are you enjoying this? Of course, he would be. Master is a sadist, but he underestimates his own sadistic tendencies. I find it oddly appealing, though.

Yet, couldn't he refrain from intentionally making me moan like this? What if Princess Myrcella caught on?

"What I'm trying to say is, if you truly believe that my advice can help you, then I'll tell you. But for now, tread cautiously. Keep an eye on things, but refrain from diving in headfirst. Timing is crucial. If you sense it's time to intervene, then by all means, go for it. But until then, patience is key.

Do you understand?"

It was a clumsy piece of advice, no doubt about it, but it was the only thing that came to mind, especially since my thoughts were all over the place thanks to the fingering happening under this table.

"Is that really the best course of action?" she asked, her uncertainty palpable. "Just sitting back and watching?"

"Nnn... W-Well, yes, for now," I struggled to respond, my focus shattered by the relentless stimulation. "You can't stop a storm from brewing, but you can at least try to predict when it'll hit."

"I see," she said, her voice tinged with understanding. "I think I understand now. Thank you for the advice, Professor Gabrielle."

"You're... hng... w-welcome, Princess," I managed to reply, the words slipping out amidst the waves of pleasure. "If you ever need guidance, don't hesitate to come to me. Even though I'm no longer a Magic Knight or your personal magic instructor like before, I'm still your professor here at the academy. It's my duty to offer advice to my students...

hng~ when they're struggling."

"I'll keep that in mind," Princess Myrcella said. "Well then, I'll take my leave now. Sorry for disturbing you, Professor."

As Princess Myrcella finally departed from my office, the floodgates holding back my moans collapsed.

"Ahhh, ahhhhnn~ ahhhh..."

"Good job suppressing your moans, Gabrielle," Master commended. "But I couldn't help but notice how tightly your pussy clenched around my fingers the entire time. Is the thrill of getting fingered while doling out advice that arousing to you?"

"Yes... Ahhh... It's incredibly arousing. I crave it... Ahhh!"

"Well, if the opportunity presents itself," Master said with a wicked grin. "I won't be able to hold back any longer. I'm going to ravish you mercilessly, starting now, Gabrielle. Are you prepared for it?"

He gazed up at me, and I met his gaze. Given his statement, the proper response was clear.

"Yes, Master. Pound my holes with your cock and fill them with your hot white cum," I eagerly declared.

And with that, Master began fucking me relentlessly.