Pent's Revenge, Part I: Priscilla

She had been living here for almost a week now, in this little cottage in the countryside. She told her adoptive parents that she would be away for several months, studying under Lord Pent, the Mage General of Etruria. They gave her their blessing, of course... it wasn't just any day that he agreed to take a new student.

She didn't actually lie to them, of course, she was Lord Pent's student and she was studying under him, it's just that she was literally under him, and it wasn't magic that she was being taught about. It was sex. Filthy, lewd, rough, degrading, but oh so fulfilling, mind blowingly incredible sex.

She enjoyed it, she really did... he did things with her that she never imagined possible, though that wasn't hard, what with her being a virgin until that first night. But, she felt so guilty about it. He was a married man, after all, she didn't like the idea of coming between them. But, at the same time, she felt so good about herself... Lady Louise was an incredibly beautiful woman with an incredible body to match. She was charming and graceful, kind and gentle, her ability with a bow was second only to the most dedicated of archers, who had spend decades honing their skills.

To be chosen over such a woman... it was such an honor, such a boost to ones self worth. But, it was also confusing... why would Lord Pent choose to be with her over his own wife? She knew that when compared to Louise, she was lacking so badly; Louise was a mature woman, while she seemed to be just an immature child. She wasn't as beautiful, her breasts were so much smaller, her hips was narrower... she was in no way as charming or as graceful. Her hair was shorter and a less than desirable shade of red, while Louise's was long and a far more desirable blond.

In every way, she was inferior to Louise, in every situation, she came up short... logically, Lord Pent would never take her over his lovely wife. But he did. He even lied and told her that he would be away on business for a while, allowing him to sneak away with her to this cottage so they could be together.


He knew what he was going was horrible, that it broke every vow he took all those years ago when he took Louise as his bride. He knew that it was a sin in the eyes of the church of Elimine, if he were to be found out, it would cause a scandal that could rock atleast two noble houses to the very core.

That didn't stop him from peeling away the panties of the red haired girl laying under him on the bed as she trembled with anticipation. He adored her, she was so small, so young, so cute... so willing to do anything she could to please him, and she, in turn, almost worshipped him, simply on the basis of who he was.

Being the Mage General of Etruria and one of the most powerful Anima users in all of Elibe has its rewards

But to Hell with Louise and what she could say, he knew she had been seeing others on the side, more often than not it was Erk, his star pupil, the boy who may have one day become his successor. Fat chance that that'll happen now, after finding out that he'd been stuffing his wife's cunt atleast twice a day, every day for who knows how many years.

"No need to think about such things now, not when I'm with this little beauty."

He reminded himself as she looked at him, her eyes asking if she did something to upset him. He smiled down at her, then gave her a quick kiss on the lips to assure her that she was not in the wrong. He noticed how she blushed, she always did that... it was just another thing that made him adore her so.

"You're so cute when you blush like that, my little Priscilla."

He said to her, and she blushed more.

"You... really think so...?"

Her tone is hushed, her embarrassment apparent.

"Yes... yes I do..."

He said, caressing her hair. Then, he gave her another kiss upon the lips, then deepened it. She moaned into his mouth as she placed a hand on the back of his head, then ran her fingers through his hair. Soon, he slipped his tongue into her mouth, and she gasped as she felt it pressing against her own, letting him do as he pleased with her.

As he kissed her, he slipped a hand between her slender, bare legs, running his finger across her right thigh. With a loud moan from her, he found her slit, covered only in a tuft of red hair. Quickly, his fingers went to work, rubbing against the tight opening with speed and vigor, making her moan even more as he probed her mouth.

Soon, he had her completely soaked, the juices from her pussy were covering her thighs and seeping into the bed beneath her. Knowing that she's ready, he wiggles his middle finger between her pussy lips and then, soon enough, he plunges it into the tight little opening, much to her pleasure. She screams into his mouth as he pumps his finger in and out, her lust and desire emboldening her, making her push her little tongue against his own, making her kiss him back with as much force as he was giving her.

But more than that, one of her small hands blindly gropes at him, trying to find his crotch, and when it does, she almost instantly grasps his ever hardening penis, tucked safely in his pants. This, in turn causes him to finger fuck her faster, putting more effort into it, which she then returns by squeezing and rubbing his phallus.

She arches her back and screams into his mouth as he slips another finger inside, and almost instantly, even as she savors her own pleasure, her hand finds its way into his pants. Like an anacanda, her hand engulfs the shaft of his member, making sure her grip is strong and true. Soon enough the two of them are moaning in unison as her hand works itself over him, jerking him off with unrefined, inexperience born roughness, but he doesn't care one bit.

As long as it feels good, why should he?

He could feel his penis getting moist and sticky as her hand moved faster, the result of his precum oozing onto her hand, and then placed onto his shaft as her hand moved with more ease as it became more and more lubricated. They were getting one another good and ready for what was to come; his entering her little love hole.



Pulling her legs open, he slips his body between them. She doesn't look up at him, her eyes are locked upon his hard, sticky shaft as it comes ever closer to her pussy. She can feel the head pressing against her slightly open lips, making her gasp as her hands grab hold of the sheet of the bed. She knew what was coming, of course... but still, after doing this several times in the past with him, she still could never guess if he was going to play with her or just dive right in.