The Only Son Amongst The Daughters Of Eros

Pound! Pound!! Pound!!!

For minutes it had been like this. Aeric and Lysandra were clinged to each other, and their bodies entwined in a desperate embrace of their intense fucking.

Lysandra's tall legs were wrapped around Aeric's waist, drawing him closer and making him pump back to her each time he pulled out.

With sharp intakes of breath, Aeric continued to surge forward, his rigid shaft plunging into her molten depths. Harder, harder, deeper and stronger!

"My second demand!" he grunted, feeling her walls trying to stop him from pulling out and teasing her. "Say it! And tell me what your decision is!"

Lady Lysandra's hands were shaking at this point, unable to keep her entire Amazonian body up, and she lowered to her elbows, finding her breathing extremely heavy.

"You want extreme punishment for anyone who uses the abolished name on you, and you want to be the one that decides the punishment as well!" the headmistress managed to say through moans.

"Your demand is granted. No one will ever use the name on you, Son Aeric! And if they do, you decide the punishment!" she cried out. "Please fuck me more! Please!"

"Good slut," Aeric snarled before thrusting into her as hard as possible as her saliva-dripping tongue fell off her open mouth.

Aeric's hips snapped forward continuously, over and over again, his every thrust driving deeper into Lysandra's quivering, convulsing core. Her body trembled with unbridled ecstasy, and her breath continued to come in ragged gasps only.

"Oh, Son Aeric!" Lysandra cried, her voice thick with need. "Your pump meat is the most exquisite of all that has ever visited my slutty cunt! The way it drives into me, oh the Divine! I think I'm losing my mind. It's completely over for me. You have me now. So, harder, please... I need more. Fill me, claim me as your own!"

Aeric gazed into her eyes as he continued to fuck her. 'They always beg to be claimed as though they know that's exactly what I want to do. I wonder what her Main Skill is though. Guess there's only one way to find out!'

He thrusted harder and faster, then once again, randomly stopped, demanding that she state his third demand and agree to it.

"You want the teachers of every lesson to provide you with extra curricular teachings, no matter how long and no matter the location. Your education is very important to you!" she moaned. "Yes, I completely understand! And I agree! Your education is important and so your demand will be met! I agree! Fuck me more!"

And so he fucked her more.

"You want me to favor you over all the Daughters in the Royal Institution. You are special and should be treated as such! Ugh! Ugh! Mhmm.. this is true!" she mumbled and cried. "With a beautiful and magnificent cock as you have, none of the other Daughters could compare to your splendor, Son Aeric!"

She moaned louder, quivering under his cock's influence. "Your demands are absolutely reasonable and I one hundred percent agree. I shall favor you above everyone else, and in turn you shall continue to reap this fuck hole in between my legs! Anytime you wish, dear Prince! Keep pumping into me! Please!"

With a mad smile on his face, he kept pumping into her.

"You want as much freedom as possible in the Royal Institution! You want me to protect you from the eyes of those detestable Daughters! I will do just that, Son Aeric! You are worth more to me and to the Institution compared to puny girls! Fuck your whore Headmistress and let her be your eyes, ears and your hole!"

She pushed her waist closer to him, sensing he was reaching climax. "I agree to all of it! All your demands are to be met. As long as you promise to keep my secret, and as long as you promise to fuck me with this weapon of heaven between your legs, I shall be your subject in the Institution halls! I shall do all that you ask!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Aeric burst out in excited laughter as he fucked harder and harder inside her. 'This has turned out even much better than I expected. You're the biggest whore of all, Lady Lysandra. The sluttiest bitch I've [Claimed] so far!'

"But in that case! Since you've agreed to all my demands..." he kept thrusting, feeling her tightening around him more and more, "...why don't we seal the deal! I'm going to sign the contract! But your body is the paper..."

[Do you wish to Claim Lysandra of Twilight's Main Skill?]

"... and my semen is the ink!"

Burst... Splash!

"Ooooeeeeeaaaaawww!!!" Headmistress Lysandra's entire body clenched up and she stared at the ceiling, although all she was seeing were stars and swirling circles. Then she collapsed backwards on the table, half-conscious if not for her heavy breathing.

Aeric pulled his cock out of her and then took a handful of her skirt and wiped it clean before tucking it into his pants and zipping up.

With a 'ding!' an interface appeared.

[You have Claimed Lysandra of Starlight's Main Skill: Project]

[The Project Skill gives one the ability to create silver projections of themselves to carry out duties, strenuous tasks and objectives that would be rather difficult or dangerous]

'Will you look at that,' Aeric thought with a smug smile. 'So Headmistress Lysandra could create holographic clones of herself all this while. I wonder if the clones would be fuckable though. How foolish of me.'

He looked down at the Headmistress, watching her breathe heavily and offered her a smile and a soft tap on her cheek. "I'm glad we came to an agreement that suits us both, Headmistress. I'll have a talk with the Divine Priest later. For now, do well to catch your breath."

Aeric then stepped out of the headmistress's office, and the heavy doors closed behind him with a soft thud.

A satisfied grin played on his lips as he walked into the quiet corridor, looking around from the ceiling to the polished floors gleaming under the soft glow of the hanging crystal chandeliers on the ceiling.

The silence felt almost serene, broken only by the distant murmurs of the Institution. He let out a deep breath, feeling very successful and proud.

But all that disappeared and his triumph was short-lived. A loud ding echoed through the halls, signaling the end of the day's lessons. Aeric's smile instantly vanished, and the image of his blonde haired beauty flashed in his mind.

"Celestia!" he panicked. Cursing under his breath, he turned to his left and rushed toward the grand staircase, his boots thudding against the floor as he hurried to find her.