>>42069356 if I did happen to get a little too carried away, well, Garreg Mach has so many forgotten corridors even those living there don’t know them all.
It wouldn’t be too difficult secreting Hilda’s semi-conscious body away under the cover of darkness, and finding some old, hidden corner in which to hide us and really take my time enjoying her. It’d be our last time together, after all. I’d strip down her tired, battered body until she was completely naked, Hilda moaning weakly at the bitter cold. Pull her up sharply by a pink twintail, the girl peering at me through swollen, bruised eyes as she mouths a silent, desperate, ‘Please, Professor’.
The wet crunch as I use all my strength to smash her head against the hard, stone wall would send shivers down my spine. What remained of Hilda’s strength suddenly draining from her body like a puppet severed from its strings. Yet even with her skull caved in, blood running down her pale skin, Hilda would look as beautiful as ever; there’s no way I wouldn’t get hard again at the sight. So I’d flip her lifeless body onto its front, her soft, bare ass laid out before me. Slipping my cock into her tight cunt feeling like heaven, every thrust making her ass bounce and her tits rub against the ground. I’d wrap her bloodstained twintails round my wrists and pound her like the teasing whore she always was. And then, with a low, guttural groan, I’d spill my seed inside her, no longer having any need to worry about her getting pregnant. And that’s how I’d leave the only daughter of House Goneril, naked and alone in some dirty corner of the monastery, cum seeping from her cunt and her blood splattered over the walls. Never to be found.
And the very next day I’d announce the tragic disappearance of a beloved student, and ask another beloved student of mine if they wouldn’t mind waiting for me after class.
