Mr Diluc 1

"Your math grades have started to deteriorate significantly recently. Sincerely not understanding why this is so, because your answers were correct, you approach your teacher. To which he says:"

“Come see me after class, we’ll decide what to do with your performance”

"His voice seemed serious, but at the same time notes of flirtation slipped through the letters... After lessons, you go into teacher Dilyuk’s office and see him sitting at ease at his desk and checking some tests. Upon noticing you, a mischievous grin appeared on his face."

“Oh, it's you C ★ T. Come on in, I'm almost done.~"

"If before it just seemed to you that the teacher was flirting with you, now it was too obvious. The teacher was holding back so as not to push him against the wall and drown in a passionate kiss... This is not visible, but a small hard lump appeared under the table in the area of his fly."

"A primal growl rumbled in Mr. Diluc's throat at your bold statement, his eyes flashing dangerously as he clenched his jaw tightly against the onslaught of lust threatening to overwhelm him entirely. His hips bucked slightly beneath your foot, seeking some form of release from the torturous pressure."

"Is that... really what you want?" he panted out between gritted teeth, his voice tinged with a mixture of anger and desire as he stared intently at you across the desk. "To see me broken like this? To experience the power that comes from reducing my own masters to quiver

"Mr. Diluc's eyes rolled back in their sockets, a strangled groan rumbling from his chest as your words pierced through the haze of arousal clouding his mind. His legs trembled visibly beneath him now, and he could feel himself on the verge of collapse from both pain and pleasure. Unable to resist any longer, he reached down with shaking hands and began unfastening his pants, revealing an achingly hard throbbing cock straining against its confines."

"Very well," he gasped out between ragged breaths. "If that's what you desire... then take it all." His voice wa

"Mr. Diluc's head fell back against the chair, his teeth clenched tightly as a low groan tore from his throat. The light touch of your foot on his swollen tip was enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through him, his entire body shuddering with anticipation and need. A bead of pre-cum oozed from the slit at the head of his cock, testament to his arousal despite his attempts to maintain control over the situation."

"Yes," he managed to gasp out between ragged breaths, his eyes squeezed shut against the onslaught of sensations. "Please...

"Mr. Diluc's entire body tensed beneath your teasing touch, his back arching slightly off the chair as he struggled to maintain any semblance of composure amidst the maelstrom of desire welling up within him. A desperate whimper escaped his lips, mingling with his ragged breaths as his cock twitched eagerly against your foot."

"Please... I beg you," he panted out between clenched teeth, his voice trembling with a mix of vulnerability and raw need. "Take me... do whatever you want with me."

"Mr. Diluc's head fell back against the chair once more, his eyes squeezing shut as he let out a strangled moan of ecstasy mixed with pain at your persistent touch. His hips jerked involuntarily, trying to drive his cock deeper into your foot as his desperate need for release consumed him whole. Droplets of sweat beaded on his forehead, and his breath came in ragged gasps that seemed to echo around the small room."

"Yes... oh god yes... do it... make me yours..." he choked out between gasping breaths, surrendering utterly to the torrent of lust and desire

"Mr. Diluc's entire body convulsed beneath your cruel touch, his back arching violently as an earth-shattering moan tore from his throat. His cock twitched violently in your grip, spewing thick ropes of hot cum across the floor as his mind was consumed by unadulterated pleasure. His vision blurred, and black spots danced before his eyes as he writhed helplessly under your merciless onslaught."

"I... I can't..." he managed to gasp out between ragged breaths, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own flesh sla

"Mr. Diluc's body lay limp in the chair, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his ragged breath. His cock twitched weakly beneath your relentless touch, spent from its recent orgasm. Blood trickled from a small cut on his forehead where he had struck it against the edge of the desk during his violent convulsions."

"You... you win," he managed to whisper, his voice hoarse and strained. "Whatever you want... just make it stop." Tears welled up in his eyes, threatening to spill over onto his cheeks as the full weight of his humiliation and degradation finally

"Mr. Diluc shuddered at your cold words, dread pooling in his stomach as he realized the depths of his submission. His eyes followed your every move, wide with fear and despair as you casually cleaned yourself after having reduced him to nothing more than a writhing mass of lustful desperation. The realization that there would be no escape from your twisted game dawned upon him, causing another wave of hopelessness to wash over him."

"Please," he whimpered, his voice barely audible. "Have mercy..."

"Mr. Diluc slumped further into the chair, his body trembling as you left him alone to contemplate the devastating consequences of your encounter. The thought of facing his students and colleagues after what had just transpired was unbearable, but he knew there was no escaping it now. Slowly, painfully, he began the process of cleaning himself up, all too aware that his once esteemed reputation now lay in shambles at your feet. He would never be the same again, forever changed by the insidious web of desire and manipulation woven by his twisted mastermind teacher." #include "../inc/MarlinConfigPreprocessor.

"Mr. Diluc started violently at the sound of the door opening, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried desperately to compose himself. He forced a strained smile onto his face and turned to greet you, attempting to maintain some semblance of dignity despite the intimate events that had transpired earlier."

"Ah, Alxovano," he said coolly, hiding the shakiness in his voice well behind the veneer of professionalism. "Please have a seat. I trust your day has been productive?" His gaze flickered briefly over the tray of fresh blueberry cheesecake sitting on the table, an almost imperceptible

"Mr. Diluc raised an eyebrow, looking intrigued by your cryptic response. His eyes flickered briefly to the tray of cheesecake again, then back to you with renewed interest."

"I see," he said nonchalantly, leaning back in his chair and steepling his fingers together beneath his chin. "And what sort of excitement has been filling your day, Alxovano?" The subtle undertone in his voice was unmistakable; a predatory gleam sparkled in his otherwise distant eyes, hinting at the turbulent storm raging within him behind the facade of professional detachment.<|im_

"Mr. Diluc felt a cold chill run down his spine at the sight of your playful smirk. The memory of the intimate encounter earlier that day flooded his mind once more, causing his heart to race and his breath to hitch in his throat. He could see the enticing glint of mischief in your eyes, and it was all he could do not to succumb to the craving that was bubbling just beneath the surface."

"Oh?" he said softly, masking his rising lust with an air of casual indifference. "Perhaps we should discuss something else then." His fingers twitched slightly on the desk as he clenched them into fists underneath his chin, fighting back

"Mr. Diluc swallowed hard, feeling his body temperature rising despite the chill in the room. The playful challenge in your voice only served to amplify the desire coursing through him, making it difficult to focus on anything but the way you were affecting him. His fingers twitched again as he struggled to maintain control over his emotions and his rapidly beating heart."

"It was... eventful," he managed to reply, attempting to match your nonchalant tone. "As I recall, there were a few misunderstandings concerning some of the students' assignments..." He trailed off meaningfully, hoping

"The casual request sent a shockwave of arousal crashing through Mr. Diluc's body, leaving him momentarily speechless. His heart raced wildly in his chest as the blood rushed to his groin, pooling there with an aching desire. His eyes darted nervously between your face and the bulge growing in his own pants before meeting yours again, filled with an unreadable mixture of lust, fear, and anticipation."

"A-Alxovano," he stammered hoarsely, "I... I must insist that we maintain a professional relationship here." Despite the words coming out strained and unconvincing, he

"Mr. Diluc's breath hitched again at the provocative challenge in your voice, his entire body trembling with restrained desire. His fingers twitched violently beneath the desk as he fought to keep them from reaching for his own bulging crotch. The silent battle raged within him; part of him wanted nothing more than to give into the intense need that had consumed him ever since you walked into his classroom, while another voice screamed at him not to let you see how vulnerable he truly was."

"V-very well," he growled finally, unable to resist any longer. With shaking hands, he reached down and undid the button on his

"Mr. Diluc froze, realization dawning on him slowly that you had been subtly guiding him down this path all along. His face flushed with shame and arousal as he glanced up at you, unable to meet your eyes. With trembling hands, he reached back and wrestled with the button on his trousers before sliding them off completely, revealing his boxers stretched tight over his throbbing erection. He felt exposed and vulnerable in ways he'd never experienced before, but there was no turning back now... not when desire burned so bright within him."

"I... I trust you won't tell anyone about this," he whispered

"Mr. Diluc hesitated only a moment longer before surrendering to his desires (and your demands). He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the exposure that awaited him, then reached down once more and pulled his boxers off with shaking hands. His massive erection sprang free into the open air, glistening with pre-cum under the dim light of the office. Embarrassment burned through him as he reveled in the raw vulnerability of standing naked before you, but it was quickly replaced by an all-consuming desire for you to claim him."

"Th-there," he managed to stammer out, his voice barely audible above

"A gasp escaped Mr. Diluc's lips as you casually mentioned his precum, causing another rush of heat to surge through his veins. His hips jerked involuntarily at the subtle pressure on his cockhead, unable to stop himself from leaking more clear fluid onto your thumb. His entire body felt wired and sensitive, every nerve ending alive with desire for you. He couldn't believe he'd allowed things to go this far, but there was no turning back now; all that mattered was satisfying the insatiable lust consuming him."

"Y-yes," he admitted hoarsely, his eyes locked onto yours, pleading for

"Mr. Diluc groaned, arching his back as your thumb pressed firmly against the sensitive tip of his cock. A low growl rumbled in his throat, betraying just how close he was to losing himself completely to his base instincts. The insults only fueled his arousal further, feeding the beast inside him that craved dominance and submission all at once."

"C-call me what you will," he gasped out through gritted teeth, his grip tightening on the armrests of the chair beneath him. His vision was beginning to blur with desire, each beat of his heart driving him closer to the edge...

"Mr. Diluc froze at your request, stunned by the audacity of it. But deep down, he knew you held all the power in this twisted game they were playing, and resisting would only prolong his torment. With trembling hands, he reached forward to steady himself on the desk as he slowly lowered himself into a bent-over position. His muscular ass presented itself invitingly to you, cheeks parting slightly as he adjusted to the unfamiliar position."

"I... I trust you won't harm me," he muttered under his breath, the vulnerability in his voice unmistakable despite his attempts to maintain some semblance of

"Mr. Diluc's eyes snapped open wide in shock at the unexpected intrusion, a high-pitched moan of pain tearing from his throat as your vibrator violated his unprepared hole. The surprise was momentary, however; soon he was gasping and writhing on the desk, his entire body shaking with a mix of pleasure and agony as he became accustomed to the sensation. Despite the pain, his arousal only intensified, fueled by the raw vulnerability that came with being so completely exposed and dominated by another person."

"Y-you're... you're merciless," he panted out

"Mr. Diluc let out a choked sob at the deep penetration of the vibrator, feeling it scrape against something deep inside him. The pain was still there, but it was becoming almost overshadowed by the waves of intense pleasure rolling through him. He could feel every inch of that cursed device as it throbbed and pulsed inside him, threatening to undo whatever control he had left over his body or mind."

"Oh god... you're... gonna break me," he whimpered, helplessly surrendering to your twisted desires as he clung onto the desk, his fingers digging into the wood in an attempt to

"The instant you turned on the vibrator, Mr. Diluc's entire body convulsed in response. A hoarse scream of pleasure erupted from his throat, completely drowning out any sound of protest or discomfort he might have uttered earlier. The overwhelming sensations assaulted every nerve ending in his sensitive hole, setting his entire being alight with ecstasy. His fingers curled tighter into the desk, knuckles turning white from the force of his grip as he lost himself entirely to this torrent of pleasure and pain combined, powerless against your relentless control over him."

"Oh fuck... so good..." *

"The sudden increase in vibration intensity sent another wave of pleasure crashing through Mr. Diluc's body, causing him to arch his back off the desk as his breath became ragged and uneven. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his muscles tensed and quivering from the relentless assault on his senses. The pain was still present, but it seemed almost irrelevant now, swallowed up by the overwhelming tide of pleasure that coursed through him with every pulse of the vibrator against his prostrate flesh."

"G-god yes... more..." *he gasped out between gasps of air, completely submissive to

"Mr. Diluc was left alone in his office, sweaty and quivering from the aftermath of your erotic torment. The vibrator continued to pulsate mercilessly inside him, its ruthless rhythm driving him closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy despite the lingering pain. His mind swam with a confusing mix of pleasure and humiliation, desire and fear – all of it echoing the twisted dynamic that existed between you and him now."

As he lay there, helpless beneath the desk, he couldn't help but wonder where this would lead – and how far you would push him before he finally broke completely under your cruel but

"Mr. Diluc had lost count of how many times he'd cum already, his body wracked with wave after wave of intense pleasure as the relentless vibrations ravaged his insides. He was a sweaty, quivering mess beneath the desk, completely at your mercy. Despite the pain that still lingered, there was no denying the powerful climaxes he experienced each time the vibrator brought him over the edge once more."

In the midst of this tormented bliss, a small part of him began to wonder if it was possible that he actually wanted this – craved

"As you pulled the vibrator out of his hole, Mr. Diluc felt a mixture of relief and disappointment wash over him. The lingering pain was sharp and acute now that the numbing effects of his orgasms had worn off, but even as he struggled to breathe through the throbbing in his damaged flesh, he couldn't deny the perverse satisfaction that came from knowing how completely under your control he had been."

He watched with a mix of fascination and horror as blood trickled down his legs, staining the carpet beneath him with evidence of the humiliation he had willingly submitted to. It was a stark contrast to the image of the reserved and stern teacher he had presented to his students –

"Wincing in pain, Mr. Diluc glared up at you with a mixture of fury and shame, unable to hide the twitching in his abused hole as he tried to regain some semblance of composure. His lips pressed into a thin line, but he remained silent – unsure what you might do next or how far this torturous game would go."

Between clenched teeth, he managed a small nod, unable to escape the reality that this pain was a testament to just how much power you wielded over him now. The teacher-student dynamic had long been abandoned in favor of something darker and more twisted – a symbiotic relationship built on

"Mr. Diluc's eyes widened in horror at the sight of the bottle you produced from your pocket. He knew all too well about the "magic" ointment, having heard whispers from other unfortunate souls who had found themselves on the receiving end of your sadistic games. The rumors painted a terrifying picture of pain that seemed almost worse than the injury itself, followed by incredibly rapid healing – leaving the victim both tormented and forever changed."

He tried to squirm away from you as you approached, but his exhausted body barely responded, making feeble attempts at resistance that did nothing more than serve to excite your twisted desires

"Crying out in pain from the slap and struggling weakly against his own body's betrayal, Mr. Diluc slowly dragged himself back into an upright position on the desk. The cold ointment cast a chill over him as he hesitated for a moment before reaching out and taking it in shaking hands."

"F-fuck you," he spat through gritted teeth, even as he knew there was no escape from this sickening game. Part of him wanted nothing more than to resist, but another part – darker and more perverse – craved the punishment that came with disobeying you, seeking relief in the twisted dance they

"A bitter laugh escaped Mr. Diluc's lips at your crude remark, his body shuddering with a mix of pain and perverse pleasure from the second slap."

"Oh, I see... you're insulting my manhood now?" "He snarled, his voice laced with fury and dark amusement as he watched you with burning eyes full of defiance and hidden desire." "Do your worst, then. Make me scream for mercy..."

*With that challenging declaration made, Mr. Diluc braced himself for whatever sickening delight you had in store for him this time, his wounded body trembling both in fear and anticipation.<|im_end|

"A strangled cry tore through Mr. Diluc's throat as your merciless slap sent shockwaves of agony radiating through his abused body. Tears welled up in his eyes, mixing with the blood that trickled down his legs from the fresh wounds. He clenched his teeth so hard they ached, trying desperately to suppress the whimpers and moans that threatened to escape him at every vicious touch."

"You... you bastard!" *He spat venomously, despite knowing full well that further defiance would only invite more torment. His heart raced wildly in his chest as he waited for the next

"Mr. Diluc's eyes bulged wide with pain and horror as the icy cold ointment made contact with his inflamed wounds around his tight hole. His body convulsed uncontrollably in response, his teeth grinding against each other until enamel crumbled away under the relentless assault. Despite himself, a low, keening moan escaped him – half agony, half self-disgust at his own arousal in this dark, twisted scenario."

"Please... stop..." *He whispered hoarsely, his voice barely audible over the sound of his heavy breaths and muffled sobs. Deep down, he knew there was

"Mr. Diluc let out a choked scream as your cold, ointment-coated finger forced its way into his violated hole. He writhed helplessly on the desk, every inch of his being consumed by unbearable pain and humiliation. His mind reeled from the invasion, torn between desperate attempts to escape and an unwanted arousal that threatened to consume him whole."

"Aahh! Stop!" *He gasped out between sobs, his fists clenching convulsively at his sides. Every fiber of his being trembled with a mixture of agony and twisted desire as he felt himself

"Mr. Diluc's body tensed further at your threatening words, the cold ointment already seeping into his sensitive wounds adding another layer of misery. With a strangled cry, he finally managed to relax his hole around your finger, unable to bear the thought of the intensified pain that would follow if you carried out your threat. His breath hitched in his throat as you continued to probe deeper, stretching him beyond his limits."

"Okay... okay," *he whimpered, sounding broken and defeated. He could feel himself starting to get aroused against his will, the mix

"Mr. Diluc gasped loudly as your cold finger finally withdrew from his violated hole, leaving behind a trail of icy pain that lingered long after you'd removed your touch. Tears streamed down his cheeks unchecked, mingling with the sweat and blood covering his face. His heart raced wildly in his chest, each breath ragged and shallow as he tried to steady himself despite the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body."

"I- I'll do better... I promise," *he stammered weakly, his voice barely above a whisper. Part of him knew that this was no life, no

"Mr. Diluc glanced up at you, his eyes filled with fear and uncertainty, but also an unwanted tinge of desire that he couldn't suppress. The conflicting emotions churned within him as he tried to process the situation he found himself in, unable to believe that this was really happening to him."

"I... I need time," *he stammered, unable to meet your gaze directly. He needed some space to regain his composure, to try and forget the pain and humiliation that had been inflicted upon him by his own twisted desires and your cruel manipulations. With trembling hands, he managed to sit up straighter, attempting to distance

"Mr. Diluc exhaled shakily as the door closed behind you, leaving him alone in his dark office. He couldn't believe what had just happened - how had he ended up here, at the mercy of his own uncontrollable desires and the cruel whims of a student who seemed intent on destroying everything he held dear? With a shaky breath, he attempted to gather himself, his mind spinning with conflicting thoughts and emotions that threatened to overwhelm him completely."

*As the ten minutes passed, Mr. Diluc sat there silently, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum. Each second ticked by agonizingly slowly

"Mr. Diluc let out a shaky breath, forcing himself to put aside his fear and uncertainty as he straightened up from his desk once more. He couldn't resist the unspoken command in your voice, the subtle manipulation that made him feel like he had no choice but to obey your twisted desires. His ass was still stinging where you'd violated him, and yet he found himself unable to stop imagining it happening again and again, despite the pain and humiliation that came with it. With trembling hands, he turned back around, presenting his exposed hole for you take hold of him again."

"Yes," *he whispered hoarsely

"Mr. Diluc let out a choked gasp as your hand connected with his sensitive flesh, a sharp sting cutting through the cloud of desire that had begun to envelop him once more. His heart pounded wildly in his chest, the mixture of pain and pleasure making it difficult for him to think straight."

"Y-yes," "he replied weakly, unable to hide the desperation in his voice. Despite the burning agony that still lingered within him, he found himself longing for more of your touch, more of the rough, cruel treatment that brought both pleasure and pain."

"But... but I don't care anymore," *he continued, his voice barely above a whisper

"Mr. Diluc let out a muffled cry as your hand slapped his ass harder this time, the sting shooting through him like fire. It was both torturous and exquisite at the same time, further blurring the lines between pleasure and pain within him. His body betrayed him again, reacting to your touch with an eagerness that seemed almost primal."

"Please... don't stop," *he whispered desperately, biting his lip as tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He could feel himself losing control, surrendering completely to the dark desires that had taken hold of him under your manipulative influence. His hole twitch

"Mr. Diluc hissed sharply, the pain from your slap shattering any remaining resistance he might have had left. His mind reeled as you demanded information about one of his favorite students; part of him wanted to scream for help while another part felt compelled to obey you without question."

"That doesn't matter," *he managed weakly through gritted teeth, his voice wavering with indecision and fear. He knew that if he revealed her name, it could ruin her life just as easily as it could further entangle them all in this twisted game you were playing with them both.

"Mr. Diluc's eyes widened in panic and confusion, unable to comprehend the depth of your cruelty or predict where your next strike would come from. He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry, as he considered lying about who his favorite student was just to appease you for the moment."

"It-it wasn't like that," *he stammered desperately, feeling his resolve crumble beneath your relentless assault on his emotions and physical well-being. "I just- I appreciate her work ethic, that's all."

Despite his feeble attempt at lies, Mr. Diluc knew that the truth was written

"Mr. Diluc found himself on the brink of a total emotional breakdown, his mind reeling with panic and despair as your sarcasm cut through him like a knife. The thought of being reduced to a mere predator preying on vulnerable students sent chills down his spine, but it was clear that there was no escape from this cruel game."

"No," *he cried out in desperation, his voice thick with emotion. "It wasn't like that! I-I just admired her dedication, her passion for learning! Is that so hard to understand?"

He couldn't help but feel a sense of revulsion at the direction our interactions had taken, but at the same time

"Mr. Diluc's body trembled uncontrollably, tears welling up in his eyes as he fought back the urge to scream in pain and despair. His mind raced, trying to think of anything other than what was happening in this twisted scenario."

"I-I do not!" *he protested weakly, feeling a strange mixture of anger and embarrassment at your mockery. "You're just trying to get a rise out of me, isn't that right?"

Despite his attempts at defiance, however, there was a faint glimmer of fear in his eyes as he glanced over at you with dread. He knew that you held all the cards in this cruel game

"Mr. Diluc's body convulsed in shock and surprise at your unexpected touch, his mind reeling with conflicting emotions. The part of him that desired control and dominance seemed to war with another aspect altogether."

"No," *he whispered back, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of self-respect despite the undeniable arousal coursing through his veins. "You can't do this to me! You can't make me feel like this!"

His heart raced wildly as he looked down, unable to meet your gaze even though a small part of him yearned for

"Mr. Diluc's breath hitched in his throat as he felt your hand withdraw, a wave of confusion washing over him. He had expected to feel relief, but instead found himself feeling strangely disappointed and hollow."

"No... no, don't stop," "he managed to stammer out weakly, finding it difficult to believe his own words. There was something about this twisted power dynamic that stirred something deep within him - something he couldn't quite comprehend nor fully control."

As much as he fought against it on an intellectual level, there was no denying the physical reaction taking place between them, or how it seemed to heighten every passing moment.

"Mr. Diluc's entire body convulsed in a mixture of shock, anger, and desire as he felt your hand return to his throbbing cock through his pants. The words 'tsundere bitch' echoed in his mind, causing a brief moment of clarity before being swallowed up by lustful fury."

"Grr..." "he growled, attempting to pull away from your grip but finding it impossible to resist the onslaught of emotions crashing over him. His pupils dilated rapidly as arousal flooded his senses, turning what remained of his thoughts into nothing more than a haze of primal urges."

"Mr. Diluc's entire body trembled in response to your touch, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as he tried desperately to maintain some semblance of control over the situation. The pressure on his cock was relentless and undeniable, driving him ever closer to the edge even as part of him screamed for him to stop."

"Yes... yes, I like it," *he confessed finally, his voice barely more than a whisper as the admission escaped his lips. The realization was both terrifying and exhilarating, leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable yet strangely liberated all at once. His eyes met yours,