Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master



Professor's Chamber, Royal Academy, Spring Kingdom

The transparent globe changed its colour, like a drop of blood on a glass of water. The red quickly spread and took up all the sphere. The Professor was sitting at his desk injecting his mana into the globe. 

His breathing was quick, his expression was that of pleasure. There was a rhythmic sound coming from under the table, like he was indulging in something forbidden.

A voice came from the other side when the red completes its invasion.

"Yes, Rhaegan," it spoke. "How're the preparations coming?"

"Your Highness, the preparations are complete," he replied. "Both of them will be in the tournament. I'll make sure of it." His voice was calm and confident, but there were traces of worry behind his words.

"Well done, Rhaegan. Giving this task to you has indeed proven wise. Once we acquire the chosen one, your task there will be completed. You can come back to your kingdom and live a rich life here with your family." The voice said. It had an authoritative and confident sound to its tone.

Rhaegan grinned at hearing it. He caressed something under the table, like stroking a cat or dog. It purred softly as if enjoying itself.

"Thank you, your Highness, I'll complete this task without any problem," he said, pulling the thing under the table with force.

A gaging sound filled the room along with some splashing noise; then silence returned after a moment.

"How're the girls? Were you able to crack them?" The voice, The Summer King, asked.

At the mention of the girls, Rhaegan's demeanour completely changed. His smile faded and turned into a frown. A cold sweat ran down his forehead, even though there wasn't really much heat inside the chamber today.

"They have been... difficult..." He paused for breath before continuing.

He looked down and saw the white hairs, her purple eyes which were moistened and wetted by tears falling onto their cheeks. Her hands rested on his hips as she worked on his pulsing cock. She moaned softly while doing so.

A chuckle came from the other side. "To think the great Rhaegan, the succubus of the Summer Kingdom, has failed to seduce two little girls. How ironic."

Rhaegan's blood boiled, his face turning dark crimson. All thoughts about being careful not to let anyone see what happened disappeared from his mind.

She felt him tense and tensed herself too, ready for anything he might do next.

"The princess is easy if she were to live in the academy. I could seduce her, but each time she goes home and returns, she feels like a new girl, like all the work I've done on her previously, has just vanished, just like that." He said, gritting through his teeth.

"Ah, magic, must be the archmage, that old coot," said the King. "What of the other girl?"

"She's... weird," he said, looking down at the girl worshipping his cock. He reached out and caressed her cheeks, running his fingers over her soft skin.

"I can't corrupt her because the only thing on her mind is her brother. She's strangely obsessed with him. Someone named Damien Von Zadkiel. The only thing she lives for is him, I believe. She's always talking about him. She says she wants nothing more than to be close to him, even if it means killing people." There was a pause again. He locked eyes with the girl, her purple eyes looking at him like she was his slave.

Then the king laughed aloud.

"Ah, yes, the hero of Spring and Autumn kingdom. I see, I see. This is also good." 

"How so? Who's he?" Asked Rhaegan, grabbing the white hairs with both of his hands and gently pushing his cock to her small mouth. Not even stopping when she started to gag and choke on it. He made her mouth kiss his base, held her for a moment, and released her.

"He's the second son of Duke Zadkiel. A useless one. The only useless one. By his wit and charm, he saved the life of the Island Queen once, then he saved the Farel Duchy of the Autumn Kingdom. Not because of his physical powers, but because he was quick enough to call the magic judiciary. He's a witty one, I can give him that, but overall just a speck of dirt."

Rahegan smiled. "If something goes wrong with the girl, then we can just kidnap the boy. She will come to us, right?" He pushed his cock against the girl's lips and pulled away.

"Indeed, exactly." The king said. "Do what you want to do. I'm sure you're enjoying yourself there, right? Call me if something major happens." The voice stopped speaking.

There was no longer any sound coming from the other end of the line. Rhaegan sat back and watched the girl suck his cock with renewed vigour.

He saw the red sphere changing back to the transparent one. Pushing back the chair, he stood up.

Her lips were still on his cock.

"What is it, master?" She asked, her head bobbing up and down on his dick.

He reached out and grabbed her throat, making her eyes widen with delight. Then he threw her to the nearby wall. She hit the wall and stood there, panting.

He came behind and pressed on her back, making her bend forward. Grabbed her hair and forced her to look upwards.

"I am going to fuck your little pussy now," he growled.

He moved between her legs, spreading them apart. Her pussy opened wide. Her inner walls glistened with moisture.

He rubbed the tip of his cockhead at her opening, teasing her.

"Please, master!" She begged. "Don't tease! Please put it in my cunt!"

With a laugh, he thrust himself into her tight hole, filling her up.

"Ohh," she gasped as his thick member invaded her.

"You don't get to talk until I say you can," he told her.

He began pumping his shaft in and out of her. As he did so, he continued talking to her.

"This is the first time you've ever taken a man inside you, isn't it?"

"Yes, master," she said quietly.

"Tell me everything about how it felt," he commanded.

"It hurt, master. My body is adjusting. I'm enjoying every single minute of it."

"Didn't you enjoy sucking my cock earlier?"

"Yes, master. It felt so good." She said, closing her eyes because of pleasure.

He slapped her ass and said. "That's right! You enjoy whatever I give you."

He kept fucking her, faster and harder. Her breasts bounced lightly as he thrusted into her.

He stopped thrusting and grabbed her thighs and lifted her off of the ground, forcing her to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Take it, whore," he whispered into her ear. "Let me hear you scream."

And so she screamed loudly, louder than she'd ever imagined.

She could see his cock penetrating her pussy, the way it enters and exits and the pleasure growing on her each time. She felt ashamed, but there was something arousing in the shame.

"Faster, please, faster!" she cried out. "Harder, master!" As she yelled, she could feel her orgasm approaching.

"Cumming!" she shouted as her whole body shook violently. She collapsed onto the floor, panting heavily.

He didn't stop there. He grabbed her by her hair and dragged her to his bed. Throwing her onto the bed and climbing atop her, pinning her to the mattress.

"Master... Master, I need you inside me now!" She said, feeling his whole weight on her body. Her mind was going nuts. The sensation was huge.

She never thought she could feel this way, but this...it was mind-boggling.

She thought of the princess. She was a fool. She's clearly his favourite student, but she never had done anything with him. Maybe he would take her virginity later on, maybe he wanted her to serve him as his lover.

But why? Why did he choose her? What did she offer him? Was it her look? Or was it her innocence?

No matter, she had given herself willingly. And yet, she was afraid.

Afraid of losing control, of giving up her identity, of becoming someone else entirely.

She closed her eyes tightly and tried to fight it.

"Open your eyes," he said.

When she did, he stared directly at her, his green eyes boring deep into hers.

"Why are you afraid, little girl? Is it because you know what you have done?"

"Yes, master." She nodded.

"Are you ashamed? Do you regret letting me have you?"

"No, master."

His hand slid down her stomach, cupping one of her tits. She arched towards his touch, moaning softly. His thumb brushed across her nipple.

"Good," he murmured, smiling faintly. He then turned her around and grabbed her by her hair. Then started to fuck her 

"Oooohhhh, master," she sighed as his large cock entered her from behind.

The room was then filled with fleshing thumping on flesh sounds and the loud moans of the girl.

In the midst of the intense session, his hand pulled off her hair completely, revealing the black hair underneath it, her original hair.

He looked at the white wig, scowling hard. He threw it to the side and started to punish her harder than before.