Leon's POV
It was less than a week before the second semester started, and Artemis and I were gearing up to head to the Great Forest together. The Great Forest sprawled across a vast expanse of the human continent, a land inhabited by demi-humans like dwarves, elves, and more. Renowned as the largest forest in the world, it earned its name—the Great Forest.
Artemis had told me we would visit the Kingdom of Elves before summer vacation ended. With only a week left, now was the time to go. I had my reasons for wanting to go, primarily to fulfill her requirement of deflowering her just before her mother.
Artemis's mother was the queen of the Elves, and Artemis herself was the princess. Currently, the Elven Kingdom faced a critical issue: they had no male elves left, posing a serious threat to their population. While humans and elves could conceive children through cross-racial breeding, it was challenging and fraught with difficulties.
The animosity between humans and elves ran deep; humans viewed elves as mere objects of pleasure, while elves harbored resentment towards humans for their history of kidnapping their kind. This was why Artemis disguised herself as a human—to avoid these prejudices and dangers.
The Great Forest lies far from the Milham Kingdom, a journey we'll undertake on foot.
"It's safer to travel by foot. Humans and Demi-humans have a deep-seated animosity towards each other. If we were to approach in a carriage, those from the Great Forest might see it as a threat and attack," Artemis explained.
I had anticipated such a response. If the inhabitants of the Great Forest caught sight of a carriage heading their way, hostility would likely follow. I was certain of it. Despite their shared past, humans and Demi-humans had become bitter enemies. That reality wouldn't change. Despite their geographical proximity, their enmity persisted.
"By the way, Leon. Why are you bringing someone with you?" Artemis asked, her curiosity piqued.
I glanced at the figure walking alongside us. She was no longer in her maid uniform; instead, she wore a hooded cloak that covered most of her body, even hiding the horns on her head. Despite the cloak, her voluptuous figure was impossible to conceal. The sight was undeniably erotic, much like nuns in habits that cover everything except their generous curves.
It was no wonder priests often lusted after nuns for that very reason.
Maya would be coming with us on this journey for two specific reasons. First, since we're venturing into the Great Forest, I figured it was a good opportunity to bring her along because one of her conditions for submission was to see her clan again. Second, considering the long trip ahead with no brothels in sight, it was only wise to bring one of my women.
It's like having an onahole with me to avoid getting pent up during the journey. It's a messed-up way of thinking, but Maya actually enjoys being treated like an onahole. She's both a masochist and a sadist, after all.
Why didn't I bring someone who could fight, you ask? Someone like the Shadows, perhaps? Well, the Shadows are currently deep in their mission, gathering crucial information about the cult. Besides, Maya is perfect for this environment, having spent most of her life in the Great Forest.
We finally arrived at Knowledge City, often hailed as the city of libraries. Everywhere we looked, towering structures dedicated to libraries greeted us, each boasting an impressive collection of books unparalleled anywhere else in the world.
But Knowledge City wasn't just about its vast libraries; it was a hub of learning for various professions such as alchemy, architecture, engineering, craftsmanship, and more.
Among these prestigious institutions, the Milham School of Magic stood out prominently. It was an exclusive school for women, renowned for its rigorous training in magical arts. Often seen as a stepping stone to the renowned Milham Academy, which functioned like a college, this school was where young women honed their magical prowess before advancing to higher education.
"I think we can't push on any further with night closing in. Let's rest here," Artemis suggested, her voice carrying a hint of practicality.
Maya and I nodded in agreement.
We found an inn and secured two rooms. One was designated for Maya and me to share, while Artemis opted for the other. She seemed to anticipate our sexual activities, hence suggesting separate rooms. Well, she wasn't wrong.
Once alone in our room, Maya and I wasted no time. She immediately dropped to her knees and sucked my dick. Her tongue had improved significantly. Where once she was clumsy, now she left no inch untouched.
Her eyes locking with mine as she slobbered on my cock was incredibly lewd. Maya was exceptionally skilled. When she took me deep, I could feel her nose tickling, her tongue flicking the underside of my balls. She slid me effortlessly down her throat, impressively without gagging. Her gaze, begging for dominance, drove me wild.
Unable to resist, I gripped her horns and guided her head, thrusting into her throat with rhythmic force.
Her throat cradled the head of my dick like a warm, inviting embrace. Despite her eyes pleading for domination, tears welled up, adding a vulnerable yet eager intensity to her gaze. But she didn't yield; instead, she seemed to revel in the power exchange.
After what felt like an eternity of building pleasure, a surge of ecstasy rippled through me, starting from my toes and culminating in my groin. With a primal groan, I gripped Maya's horns firmly and pulled her head back, then thrust forward forcefully, releasing my hot, sticky cum deep into her eager esophagus.
The intensity of the release caused some of the thick fluid to spill out of her nose and trickle from the corners of her mouth, yet she welcomed it without flinching. Her eyes rolled back, only the whites visible, framed by streaks of my cum tracing down her flushed cheeks and nose.
"Ah..." I sighed as I withdrew my dick from Maya's mouth-pussy. She kept her mouth open even after I pulled out, a sign of her submission, showing me that every drop of cum had been swallowed, including what had spilled from her nose. I gently rubbed her head, acknowledging her effort, which she clearly enjoyed.
"Master," Maya looked up at me with those eager eyes. "I think I'm ready for an ass-fuck."