The Ruin of Garreg Mach Ch.5

Chapter 5: The Professor's Ploy

Byleth was used to dreams of the green-haired girl seated on her throne. Before, her sleep had been empty, simply restful, a black space between laying her head down and lifting it again ready to train and fight more.

That night, after her audience with Rhea, she dreamed of a perfect, voluptuous body weighing down her hips, large and exquisitely shaped breasts hovering above her face, a gentle smile encouraging her growing lust. She felt herself engulfed in warm wetness and groaned, waking herself with the thought that she might have climaxed in her sleep. She'd heard male mercenaries insisting it happened sometimes, but her own member had remained dormant and she had never experienced it herself.

When she opened her eyes and looked down, however, she instead saw Leonie's eyes peering up at her, lips stretched around the girth of her shaft. She pushed her head down another inch, even as Bernadetta leaned in and ran her tongue from the base up to where the other woman's mouth was gradually making ground on swallowing all of her.

"Girls?" Byleth whispered. "What are you doing?"

Obviously, she could see what they were doing. They were straddling her legs, pinning her to the bed, entirely naked, just as she was, plying their mouths all over her member. Their hands stroked around her hips and stomach, and over each other, and she could feel their wetness rubbing against the skin of her shins as they ground on her.

"Professor Manuela found us," Bernadetta explained. "She told us how we were feeling was completely natural, and that we should seek you out if we wanted more. And we talked about it and decided we wanted more."

Leonie's mouth slid off her cock with a wet slurp. She gasped softly, then pulled Bernadetta's lips around Byleth, like she was worried she would become cold. "She also told us you didn't go for your second physical exam. I can't believe you missed the chance to fill up that mature pussy. But that's Bernie's fault, right?"

The other girl slid her mouth free with an offended gasp, only for Leonie to recapture the swollen member. "For your information, I wasn't holding the Professor hostage. She was using me like a toy the whole time. I didn't get a say in it."

That was not what Byleth remembered of their time together. She remembered Bernadetta locking her legs around her waist whenever she tried to withdraw after another load. She remembered her wiggling her behind provactively when she even looked at her pile of discarded clothes. She remembered her waking her much like this the one time she'd suggested they sleep.

"Yeah, whatever," Leonie scoffed, relinquishing Byleth's erection and guiding it back to Bernadetta. She pushed the back of her head and the professor felt her other woman's throat yielding to the pressure with mind-numbing ecstasy. "I'm a little jealous of what you did to her. When I saw her hot, little bod all full of you, I wished I'd let you do the same thing to me. How many loads did it take to make her look that way anyway? Maybe you could... help a girl out."

She giggled, crawling up Byleth's body, kissing wherever her mouth passed--her stomach, her nipples, her clavicle. She felt herself twitch into Bernadetta's mouth and the other girl moaned with delight. Both of them had reached a hand back to stroke at themselves, preparing for what the rest of the night might have in store.

"Leonie, this isn't about us, remember?" Bernadetta reminded her, wrapping her hand around Byleth's length to keep her stimulated. "We're doing this for Professor Manuela."

"Right, yeah, of course. So, I call seconds."

"Thirds then, I guess," Bernadetta said. "I won't be able to think about anything else until I feel this inside me again."

Leonie gave a throaty groan of agreement. She had also wrapped a hand around Byleth's shaft, and the two girls were pumping her to full hardness. She stared at them both impassively, feeling the lusful urges she had been bidden to obey rising inside her. If Manuela did not arrive soon, she would sate herself with Leonie and Bernadetta agin. She got the feeling there would be no arguments or complaints.

"Hey," Bernadetta whispered, her eyes turning devious. "Look what I found."

She nudged Leonie. Byleth felt her fingers stroking below the base of her member, across the swollen entrance of her pussy. She tensed, unused to this new form of stimulation. They noticed her reaction and giggled. Leonie's hand kept up a firm, easy rhythm on her cock, even as Bernadetta started to slide her finger gently inside. Her thumb brushed over her clit, running in circles under the hood, and the effort earned her a gasp. She had clearly had much practice in finding the right spot on herself.

"Oh, I like this," Leonie said exultantly. "Look at our beautiful Professor, helpless against her students. We've got her right where we want her. We just have to decide what we want to do with her."

"I wanna make her cum," Bernadetta said.

"Maybe we should just edge her. Let Professor Manuela take it inside when she finally explodes."

"Sounds fun."

They shared another laugh. Leonie leaned in to run her tongue over the head of Byleth's length, even as Bernadetta did the same with the slit beneath. The dual stimulation made her fist the sheets and grunt, struggling to maintain her composure.

Then the door of her room opened a crack and a graceful, voluptuous body swayed in. Manuela wore nothing but a thin, midnight blue bathrobe that would have looked beautiful and elegant if it had not been open at the front, exposing her curvaceous figure and a glisten of wetness at the apex of her legs. She smiled as her eyes lit on the three of them and strode to the bedside.

"I see we're all having fun," she purred, a gleam in her eyes. "You've gotten her ready for me as promised. Thank you, girls."

"You're welcome, Professor Manuela," they said in unison.

They made room, curling themselves against Byleth's flanks, laying their heads in the crooks of her arms. They were effectively pinning her down, even if it didn't look like a restraint. Their hands wandered across her flat stomach, trailing the ridges of muscle, before cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. They leaned in to kiss the corners of her mouth. She was so aroused it felt like she was going to erupt.

Manuela must have sensed that. She let her robe glide to the floor and mounted onto the bed. She only took a moment to inspect the throbbing, swollen member in front of her, then licked her lips and guided it to her slick entrance.

"Time for your second examination, Professor," she said, voice thick with desire. "I think I can give you a more... intimate appraisal this time. I'll need to test your full functionality before I can recommend a new patient for you in need of this particular treatment."

Byleth nodded. She might have agreed to anything just to soothe the unbearable ache between her legs. Her hips were bucking of their own accord, trying to drive into Manuela. When the other woman finally lowered herself onto it, taking it all in one glossy, easy motion, she shuddered from head to toe.

"Good, Professor?" Manuela asked.

Byleth managed a wordless nod. Then the other woman began to rock her hips gently, squeezing tight around her with every slight motion. It was enough to make her eyes roll. She'd been teased excessively by the other two. She wanted nothing more than to grab Manuela's hips and pound into her with wild, feral abandon, but they were holding her down to be ridden, used at the older woman's discretion.

"Yes, your crest not only amplified your virility and gifted you with this magnificent member. It also acts as a potent aphrodisiac to anyone who comes into contact with it. Soon, you'll have driven every woman in Garreg Mach insane with desire. You'll have no trouble at all claiming all of them. After all, this divine length exists to be worshipped."

Byleth tried to pull her hands free. Her captors caught her wrists, guiding her fingers to their soaked entrances. She obliged, sliding her fingers into them and listening to them moan into her ears. Her eyes might have been fixed on Manuela, bouncing slowly on her cock, but she gave the others the attention they craved. She copied the technique Bernadetta had used. It had worked to stoke her fire, and she felt like it would work on them too.

"Are you going to cum inside her?" Leonie asked, sounding desperate. "Are we going to get to watch?"

"Maybe we can..." Bernadetta began breathlessly, before gulping heavily. "Maybe we can all cum together."

"Yeah. I want that. Let's do that."

"You'll have to be quick girls," Manuela said, laying a hand on each of their hips. "I can feel the Professor twitching inside me, and I'm not far off myself."

"Remember our deal," Leonie whispered, leaning in until her lips were brushing against Byleth's ear. "Make her cum first. I know you can break her."

Byleth snorted. This would have been easier if the two of them hadn't teased her so thoroughly before the older woman arrived. Still, Lady Rhea had made her master of Garreg Mach. That meant she was master of every woman in it. She wouldn't be beaten so easily, even by three of them.

She started to thrust her hips, fucking up into Manuela. Unable to control her own rhythm, she was thrown into disarray, her groans deepening, her eyes rolling. She had tried to set the pace, but now she gave up, gave in to Byleth's control. She bounced up and down, taking every inch of her member before being launched upwards and sliding back down again.

It didn't take long for the climax after that. She felt Bernadetta stiffen next to her, pressing her slick mouth against Byleth's shoulder and moaning as her entire body vibrated. A moment later, Manuela finished as well, her pussy clamping around Byleth's entire length. She groaned and leaned forward, hands landing on her muscular stomach for support. Leonie was next, peaking with the sight of Manuela's defeat. She kissed Byleth on the cheek, driven to affection by the understanding of what had just happened. She had kept her promise.

Byleth continued to pump up into Manuela for a few moments more. All the older woman could do was cling on and take it, completely spent. She looked like a doll, bouncing limply up and down. Finally, as her hips slammed down one last time, Byleth orgasmed.

Her ejaculation felt like it lasted for minutes, wave after wave escaping her. It seemed the more aroused she became, the more powerful her orgasm.

"That looked like a lot," Leonie chuckled.

"She looked so beautiful, taking it like that," Bernadetta whispered. "How did it feel?"

"Wonderful," Manuela gasped, seeming to finally come back to herself.

She leaned forward and press her lips to Byleth's, then lifted herself from her length. The two girls moved in unison, grabbing her softening cock before it could fall and pressing their lips and tongues all over it. Their mouths worked over the head, equal parts kissing it and kissing each other.

"It is my medical opinion that you have an excellent cock, Professor," Manuela said, "and I am looking forward to introducing even more of our students to it."

Byleth nodded silently, though she wondered how these three would silence their lust long enough to introduce another woman to their group.

"Okay, she's hard again," Leonie said eagerly, pushing Bernadetta away. "That means it's my turn."