It had been a good day or two since they had said their goodbyes to the Wolfthir academy and their students, this had included Krya and fluffy, and since then they had a full day to rest and relax after the trip back.

But that day was over and it was time to resume the usual schedule.

“Wait, you're telling me that the classes we were going to were the light version?” Leon asked, the look of disbelief on his face was quite comical.

Lira sat in front of a mirror brushing her hair, honestly these horns were beautiful, but they made the task of brushing her hair that much more difficult. Was it not already enough to have to put up with the split ends and the tangles she had to fight every morning.

“Yes, we only had a few classes as we needed extra time to get to know our familiars, we will now be resuming the normal schedule,”  she said, pulling on a particularly tangled section of her hair. “We are going to have a least ten or so classes a day for the next two or so months.”

Leon groaned and flopped himself over on the bed and lay there face down, it was almost enough to make her laugh.

“Well it is your own fault, you said you wanted us to be done with school early, so I picked up more classes.”

Leon sat up and looked over at her with pointed eyes. “Don't be pushing this off on me, it was your choice to take so many classes.”

“I am not pushing it off on you, i am just telling you we have ten classes to attend today and nine tomorrow. ”  she said, a small smile pulling at the corner of her lips.  He may not want to go, but she was glad he was going to be there, not that she would ever tell him this, but if he was there nothing seemed so bad.

“So what is our first class?”

“We will be going to the defence class which is done by professor Tirmlo.”

“Oh? So not that waffle bitch?”

“I have been meaning to ask, what is a waffle?”

“You have never had one? Well it is a wonderfully fluffy bread like substance that typically has some sweet substance like a syrup spread across the top of it, they are awesome.”

“If they are awesome then why would you attribute that to that woman?”  Leon paused when she said this.

“You have a good point, from now on she will just be the bitch.”  he said, nodding to himself in the most serious manner. Lira laughed a little to herself. Leon got up and walked up behind her and placed his chin on her shoulder. “So, how long do we have until class starts?” he asked.

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“A-About an hour and a half,”  she stammered, blushing deeply.

“Plenty of time,”  he growled softly, reaching around the chair to fondle her soft chest.

“Leon we cant, people will hear us, and -and.”  she whispered, her cheeks becoming more and more blushed.

“I don't particularly care if they hear or not.”  he whispered, his lips brushing her ear.

“No, you can’t, I command you to stop,”  she said in the strongest voice she could muster, she wanted him to stop not because she didn't want it, but because she doubted she would be on time if they started, she feared she would indulge herself too much if they started.

“You seem to be forgetting something.”  he growled, his lips still close to her ear.

“Wh-what is that?”  she asked, her heart was beating fast, and she was drawing in short gasping breaths.

“I'm the dominate one.”  he growled, before biting her earlobe.  The pain she felt mixed with the feeling of lust she had welling up in her veins as he picked her up and threw her on the soft fluffy bed.

He didn't even other removing her nightgown  he simply moved it up past her hips and slid the panties to the side.  He pulled the nightgown down past her small breasts pinning her arms to the side before straddling her torso.

Her breasts were too small to give him an actual boob job, but to her credit she tried very hard to wrap the small breasts around him.

This feeling, this warmth pressing against her chest.

He might be the dominant one, but he was her Dom.  The thoughts of making it to class on time all but melted from her mind as she submitted to him.  He might act rough, but he never hurt her, and there was a sort of soft gentleness to his touch, even as he did things like this.  

Arms still pinned to her side he picked her up from under the armpits and flipped her over, placing her rear in the air and her face down against the white sheets.

“No- wait this is,”  she couldn't believe she was currently like this, her rear was up in the air, with her legs spread and she was showing him everything, it was, it was embarrassing.

He smiled, there was already a thin stream of liquid coming out, this was enough right?  He quickly pulled his pants down and freed the flesh that had been straining against the fabric underneath.

He slipped inside her as far as he could go.  In response she bit down on a section of the sheet to keep the moans muffled.

God, it felt so good, she was worried it would hurt like it had at first last time, but it would appear that just happens on the first time.  She bit the fabric harder every time he slid in, and grunted out a muffled sound.

“Uhhhhhh,”

The movements soon became the only thing that was on her mind as she felt him becoming one with her, this was, this was too much.  She felt like if this kept up she would never return to normal, never be able to think straight.  

Then something happened that she had never expected.  A swift hand came down and slapped her on the rear.   Her eyes flew open as she felt the stinging blow on her behind, it came again, and she found that even through the pain she felt the pleasure, no more to the point every time his hand fell, she felt more pleasure.

By the time the third spank came down she felt a tidal wave rushing through her body.  She arched her back and in the motion ripped a piece of the sheet off in her mouth, her vaginal walls tightened, working in conjunction with the twitching of his penis.

She screamed.

Even through the cloth gag she had made herself it was loud.

She couldn't help it, she also found she didn't care anymore, she was after all his.

He was her dom and she was his sub.

He pulled back and looked at Lira, she was currently flopped down on the bed, a piece of the sheet still in her mouth, her arms still pinned to her side by the nightgown, and white liquid leaking out of her twitching lower lips.

Add all this to the contented look on her face made him want to go again, unfortunately they had things to do today.

“Come one we are going to be late,”  he said with a smile on his face.  She recovered enough to shoot him an angry look, and mumbled something along the lines of:

“We wouldn't have been late if not for you...”