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Edelgard was cursing herself a hundred times over for going along with this stupid little plan as she sat in her lecture hall, praying to god that no one around her could hear any sort of buzzing sound. She could hear it, and goddess knew she could feel it, but at this point she was well aware that that was more paranoia than anything. That, however, didn’t stop her from sitting at the most empty, dimly lit corner of the lecture hall as professor Manuela was talking on and on about the mechanism of action for NSAIDs and their contraindications. Or was she talking about opioids at this point?
Pharmacology was always a bitch of a class, but now that she was… distracted, it was even worse. If she wasn’t worried about her underwear failing her and her bulge showing through her skirt, she was doing her best to not moan. She’d thought she could handle this better than she was. It was just a dumb little vibrator, how bad could it really be? However by the time she was in hour 2 of class, it was fucking unbearable. Not because the vibration was just so strong, even with the damned thing at its most intense setting it was still tolerable.
No, the worst part was the fact that it was just always there, and with the stimulation her mind was constantly being dragged back into the debaucherous pit she was stuck in at that exact moment. She could focus for maybe a minute or two in class, then someone would fiddle with the speed setting and she was reminded exactly what arrangement she was stuck in, and how desperate she was for some kind of relief, and then her mind would wander thinking about exactly how she could get that relief. She’d debated about sneaking away to ‘deal with herself’ in her dorm, but that was a non-starter. Her dorm was on the other side of campus, and she was not going to miss class to go handle the results of Hilda’s harassment. She’d debated dealing with herself in the restroom, but that again would’ve been time away from a class she was already struggling with, plus the added risk of being walked in on. No, she was going to just have to sit through it and survive. She was a strong willed young woman, she could keep herself under control. Besides, if she did ‘deal with herself’, they’d know. Somehow, they’d know. At least that’s what they’d said to her when they’d set her up for all of this this morning. She didn’t know how, but she wasn’t going to risk it, that was for certain. She wouldn’t give Hilda the smug satisfaction.
Speak of the devil and she shall appear. Edelgard’s phone went buzzing and she saw it was a video call from none other than Hilda Valentine Goneril. “Hilly” was written across her screen in big, curvy letters as Edelgard hit ‘ignore’ on her screen, going back to looking to her lecturer. Then the vibrator inside her went haywire, hitting max strength and then stopping before going back to max speed. It dragged a moan out of Edelgard, that she was thankfully able to hide behind a cough. Edelgard slipped an earbud into her ear and answered the call.
“Hey, thanks for finally picking up.” Hilda said with a roll of her eyes, seemingly standing at her bathroom mirror, taking a hit off of her pen as ridiculously loud music blared in the background, and Hilda seemed to be singing along as she did her makeup. Her hair was pulled back, her brown roots peeking out from the mass of pink curls that was on her head. ‘Tell a shorty come here, i’m bout to blow her back out walkin’ funny for a year.’ Hilda hummed to herself, as Edelgard typed out her message. “Can you hear me? Come on, speak up.” Hilda said right as Edelgard hit send.
“I’m in class right now. What’s so important?”
“What the…” Hilda said, seeing the message, leaning in and reading it. “Oh come ooooon. You really have to ask? It’s check-in time! How long until you show up?”
“I just said, I'm in class!” Edelgard typed out.
“And? Do I look like a fuckin care? Ditch and get that pretty little ass over here.” Hilda said, humming along to the song more. If Edelgard hadn’t been excessively sure she didn’t have any classmates behind her in the room, she’d’ve been concerned as Hilda stepped back, examining herself in the mirror and showing she was wearing a tank top, some lacey underwear, and not much else.
“Hilda, I’m not ditching class for your… ‘check in’.” Edelgard typed out, only for her to see Hilda get a devious little grin on her face, reaching onto her bathroom counter and snatching up her phone, fiddling with it a bit until Edelgard felt her vibrator shift in speeds yet again. Edelgard managed to avoid making any kind of sound, but she knew if anyone was watching her face they’d’ve likely worried she was in the midst of a stroke.
“Gonna rethink your boss-bitch-bullshit for me or am I gonna need to tinker around a little more and see how much it takes to get you over here?” Hilda asked.
“... Can you at least meet me here?” Edelgard shamefully replied.
“No way, I’m not the one playing dick-dash today. You’ve got ten minutes or I’m gonna have you singing opera for Milfy Manuela. It’s only appropriate.” Hilda said, clearly pleased with her own joke as well as her nickname for what she knew was one of Edelgard’s favorite teachers.
“Please?” Edelgard sent in one last attempt. Hilda raised a perfectly styled eyebrow, giving Edelgard a clear ‘are you really testing me?’ look, but when Edelgard didn’t blink, Hilda groaned and shook her head.
“Fine, god damnit. What building?”
“The one by the student union.” Edelgard typed out.
“There’s like 8 buildings by the student union. Be more specific.” Hilda said as she grabbed a skirt off the ground, quickly throwing it into place and grabbing a flannel shirt, only to discard it with a comment about having ‘done lumber-dyke enough this week’.
“The tall one, in front of the tree that looks like a dick.”
“Oh, duh why didn’t you start with that. The single-use bathroom on the third floor, meet me there in ten minutes, or else.” Hilda said ominously. “Byeeeeee!” she drawled out in a hurry as she hung up the call. Edelgard sighed and put her things in her bag, moving out of her seat and to the door out of the room.
After what felt like the most painfully drawn out wait of her life, Edelgard saw Hilda strutting up the hallway to her and was just realizing they’d never made a plan on how to do this whole thing without arousing suspicion, of course before she could raise that concern Hilda unceremoniously shoved her into the bathroom and followed her in, latching the door shut behind them.
“H-Hilda!” Edelgard stumbled out.
“What? No one is ever on this god damn floor. You act like this is my first rodeo bitch.” Hilda said, tossing her purse onto the sink and reaching down to the hem of her skirt. “Alright, come on, get on your knees.” Edelgard blanched.
“Um… wasn’t this meant to be a uh… ‘check’.” Edelgard asked, confused.
“Oh, yeah, right.” Hilda said,a bit thrown off her rhythm. She didn’t take long to get back into it. “Go on, spin around and let me see that ass.” Edelgard rolled her eyes and turned to face the wall, leaning forward slightly. “Come on bitch, you’re the one who has to get back to class.” Hilda said, pushing Edelgard forward further until she had to brace with her hands against the wall to stop from falling into it, only for Hilda to grab her wrists and leave her face pressed against the wall as one hand held both of Edelgard’s behind her back and the other went up her skirt. “There we go.” Hilda said, her hand roaming over Edelgard’s ass and then unceremoniously down the back of her underwear. Goddess, this woman had no patience. “Mmm, well I can definitely tell it’s in now,” Hilda began, her fingers running along the edge of Edelgard’s ‘back door’, “Question is if you just slipped it back before I got here…” Hilda’s hand moved farther in between Edelgard’s legs, to her neatly tucked away hard-on and the rather generous wet spot that the occasional twitchy release of pre-cum had made in her underwear. Hilda’s fingers wrapped around the slick skin of Edelgard’s cock, giving it a drawn out, taunting stroke, than another, and another, until Edelgard let out a weak moan. Hilda’s hand moved from Edelgard’s wrists, moving up her top and working it’s way under her bra. Hilda groped her chest, all the while carrying on her painfully slow stroking with the other hand. When Edelgard felt her nipple being pinched, she was so desperate for release that even the pain was infuriatingly pleasant. “Kinky little bitch aren’t you?” Edelgard did not dignify that with a response, earning herself another pinch, which pulled a moan from her lips. “Ought to be quiet there, El. Don’t want your bitchy little classmates hearing you.” Hilda fiddled with her nipple some more, almost tugging on it. “You really do have some nice tits. Nice and perky, a little small, but i mean, what about you isn’t?” Hilda asked, drawing out her stroke of Edelgard admittedly small cock. “Meh, at least you’ve got a nice ass. And that mouth of yours is pretty nice… speaking of.” Then, Hilda’s hand moved away, and Edelgard found the hand on her breast gone as Hilda gave her a quick slap on the ass. “ Seems like you were telling the truth about wearing it. Good for you, though I can’t say I wasn’t looking forward to getting to handle your punishment for lying. But that’d be quite the disappointment to have given up that quickly. Now, on your knees.” Hilda said, resting a hand on her hip and tapping her foot dramatically. Edelgard looked around.
“Hilda, do you expect me to-”
“Yes, princess, I do. Now quit your fucking backtalk or I’ll let Mercy and Dorothea know we’re moving our plans up. Won’t be getting much classwork done then, will you?” Edelgard rolled her eyes and slowly moved down to her knees. “There we go.” Hilda said, leaning back against the wall and hiking her skirt up. Edelgard could see the outline of Hilda’s own hard-on before she’d even moved her skirt. The woman was an adamant opponent of tucking, and her lacy underwear was doing little to conceal her. Edelgard pulled Hilda’s underwear down and watched her cock fall free. Right at the head, Edelgard saw the shiny pink metal of Hilda’s favorite piercing, her Prince Albert, though she loved to joke it was a ‘Princess Diana’ since her transition.
Hilda’s hand moved to Edelgard’s hair, ‘helpfully’ guiding her to lean in, until Edelgard opened her mouth and let Hilda’s cock between her lips. Edelgard slid a hand between Hilda’s legs, cupping her ‘jewels’ and rubbing them gently. She knew that was one trick with Hilda, and her goal was to have the woman done as quickly as possible. If she hurried she could make it back for the rest of the lecture.
Hilda helped to bob Edelgard’s head back and forth on her cock, and Edelgard could feel the surgical steel of Hilda’s piercing dragging along her tongue. It was always a weird sensation. But then again what wasn’t strange about being stuck giving head on a bathroom floor?
Well, perhaps giving head wasn’t the right term for what was happening at that point. It was not Edelgard in the drivers seat at that moment. No, as Hilda grasped her by the hair and pushed her up and down on her cock, bucking her hips in deeper each time, it would be far more accurate to say that Hilda was fucking her throat, leaving Edelgard focused on trying not to fill the room with slapping sounds and gagging noises. The first, admittedly, was more or less out of her control, and she was having mixed success with the second. While Hilda wasn’t massive, she was certainly enough to cause trouble, especially with how rough she was being. Edelgard hated to admit it, but between the vibrator and the teasing against the wall, some small part of her was enjoying the roughness of it. Though she’d never give Hilda the satisfaction of admitting it.
Edelgard could feel the mess that had been made of the bottom half of her face as her eyes started to water. Hilda’s thrusts were pulling out less and less, becoming shorter, quicker and more frantic, and she knew that the woman was too impatient to last much longer. A few more frantic thrusts, and Hilda’s cock began twitching in her throat. Edelgard moved to pull off, but Hilda held her in place with a long moan as she came down Edelgard’s throat, finally letting go once she’d finished.
“Didn’t want to go and make a mess of your outfit.” Hilda said as she straightened out her clothes.
“Wow, how considerate.” Edelgard rolled her eyes, pushing herself up on shaky legs and walking to the sink, grabbing a paper towel from the dispenser beside it to quickly clean herself up.
“I know, aren’t I just the best.” Hilda teased, giving her yet another slap on the ass. “Have fun with drug class or whatever.” She finished as she undid the door lock and sauntered out into a thankfully empty hallway. Edelgard cleaned up as best she could, but sadly wasn’t able to make it back in time for the rest of her class.
It was a few hours later when her next ‘check in’ came up. She was sitting in the middle of pathophysiology when she received a notification on her phone, and saw “Dorothea” blaze on her screen. This wasn’t a call, thankfully, it was a text.
Doro: “Hey there Edie, looks like it’s time for your check up. Why don’t you come pop on over and we’ll get you all taken care of ;)”
El: “I’ll head over once my class is out. Your dorm, right?”
Doro: “Where else? But that really doesn’t work for me, Edie. I’m a busy girl, I think it’d be better if you came over now~.” Edelgard shook her head and sighed. Could no one in this god-forsaken school comprehend she was actually trying to pass her classes?
El: “Dorothea please? Hilda already made me miss my last lecture and you know Hanneman is brutal with his grading.”
Doro: “Oh, I suppooooose, if you really must insist. Are you sure there isn’t any way I can get you here sooner?”
El: “I’m positive.”
Doro: “Challenge accepted.”
That last message left Edelgard greatly concerned. Not so much the word itself but the way that her repeated messages of “what does that mean? Dorothea, what do you mean by that!?” went unanswered for several minutes. That was very unlike Dorothea. However, Edelgard finally soothed herself enough to set her phone down and try and focus on class.
When her phone lit up the next time, it wasn’t a text. It was a picture, and Edelgard could see in the small preview on the lock screen that it was a picture of Dorothea. A couple minutes later, another photo message pinged, this one with the frame showing a color that seemed remarkably like Dorothea’s skin tone.
Edelgard knew she should ignore it.
Several minutes later, another one hit, and Edelgard could see from how much of the screen was taken up by the same color as Dorothea’s hair that it was likely a photo from behind.
Edelgard was going to ignore it.
There was another ping, and Edelgard saw that it was another photo, but she managed to look back to the front of the class. She was ignoring it.
One last ping, and Edelgard saw from the notification color that this one was a video.
Edelgard grit her teeth and could feel the pulsating, haunting vibrations taunting her from between her legs. This was infuriating. She never should have even looked at the previews for those messages, as now her mind was endlessly trailing over the ideas of what they could be, what this video could be, each more ‘frustrating’ than the last.
After a quick peak over her shoulder to ensure that in fact several rows of seats hadn’t magically filled with people while she was looking away, Edelgard swiped her phone screen and opened the photo. Surely the messages were nothing like she was imagining and assuring herself of that would put her mind to ease.
Oh dear goddess was she wrong. First was a photo of Dorothea in her bathroom mirror, with the caption ‘Guess you’ll just have to keep me company while I get ready then’. She was wearing a tank top, and the faintest hint of some shorts underneath.
By the next photo, both of those items of clothing, as well as everything that had been underneath them, were discarded.Although that was assuming there was anything underneath them to begin with. Seeing as it was Dorothea, there rarely was That photo had no caption beyond a tauntingly innocent smiley face.
The next message had her back to the camera, her hair pulled aside over one shoulder as if taunting Edelgard with the way her ass rested on the counter. “Do I have a weird mark on my back? I can’t tell?”
Edelgard swallowed a hard lump in her throat and thanked the goddess her tuck hadn’t fallen apart, as every rational part of her brain said to put the phone down, and finish her lecture. But that video was ever so hauntingly tempting. Edelgard slipped her earbud into her ear and hit play, and was greeted by a video Dorothea had, somehow, managed to film inside the shower. If Edelgard’s jaw didn’t drop through the table to the floor below, it was only by sheer luck as her eyes scrambled over every single inch of skin on screen. Her mouth was bone-dry, ironic considering how very wet every inch of Dorothea was. Wet and soapy. Very, very soapy.
Edelgard was packed up and out of the door within seconds. She was relatively certain she’d never walked this quickly on campus for anything in her life. Fire alarms hadn’t drawn this kind of haste from her before, but it felt like seconds before she was buzzing to be let in to Dorothea’s dorm building. When she heard the door unlock, her phone buzzed. When she entered the building and was going up the elevator, she read the text to see Dorothea had sent a plain text.
Doro: “Glad you saw things my way~.”
Edelgard’s head slumped slightly as she read the text. She really had been played like a finely tuned fiddle, with rosin on the bow and all. Were she in any other moment, she’d wonder at the wound this would inflict to her dignity. However, when the door to Dorothea’s dorm slipped open and the woman herself leaned against the doorframe wearing a robe that was just a bit too loosely tied and just a tad too short, Edelgard was ready to bark like a dog if that’s what it took. She just needed something, anything.
“Well hello there! My, aren’t you early… I thought your class wasn’t done for another hour?” Dorothea asked, her brows raised in faux curiosity.
“I uh-” Edelgard winced as her burden for the day buzzed a bit faster inside her, and that’s when Edelgard noticed that in one hand, hidden behind Dorothea’s crossed arms, was Dorothea’s phone, one finger pressed to the screen. “I t-thought I’d be better off skipping the last half of lecture. I mean who learns anything in lecture, right? We j-just end up panic-cramming before the test anyway.”
“Well Edelgard, that doesn’t seem like a healthy study habit at all.” Dorothea taunted, and Edelgard was starting to feel like she may have sealed her own fate by thinking up that barking idea. “You should go back to class, I’ll be right here when you’re done. I’m sure I can entertain myself while you’re away.” Edelgard could hear every ounce of insinuation dripping off that last sentence like a waterfall, and god was Edelgard thirsty.
“N-no, I really don’t think I need to. I uh, I mean I’m already h-here.” Edelgard said, trying her best to maintain some kind of dignity.
“Oh come now Edie, I won’t have you sacrificing your academics for lil ol’ me.” Edelgard shifted uncomfortably in the hall, looking around as she came to terms with exactly what Dorothea wanted.
“Please, Dorothea, can I stay? Please?” Edelgard pleaded as quietly as she could.
“What was that Edie? I couldn’t hear you.” Dorothea teased, and Edelgard knew she should have expected this, but damn it, she wasn’t exactly functioning at her maximum capacity at the moment.
“Please!” Edelgard said again, this time in a regular speaking voice that felt as loud as screaming at the top of her lungs. Dorothea beamed at her, a smug grin streaking across her lips.
“Why Edie, of course! You just had to speak up.”
Once Edelgard had stepped inside, she saw Dorothea was already on her way toward her bedroom, and Edelgard was not going to wait to be told what to do. She made it into the room right as Dorothea was dropping down onto the bed, leaning against a frankly massive pile of pillows with her arms stretched above her head, one leg draped over the side of the bed as the other leg was bent, knee in the air and foot on the bed, allowing her robe to fall ever-so-perfectly out of the way. Edelgard had to reserve most of her mental faculties to not drool all over herself as she looked over Dorothea’s body. Her chest on full display now, smooth, markless skin leading up to plump nipples each pierced with sparkling silver bars. The only trace of the robe covering anything was the untied belt that still had one side draped over Dorothea’s stomach, only for it to end just above the start of Dorothea’s bush, dark brown curls bunched in a neat, well maintained mound above her lips.
“Come on then.” Dorothea said, tracing a hand up her thigh.
“A-aren’t we supposed to do some… ‘check’ first?”
“Edie, if you hadn’t been wearing your little toy all day, you wouldn’t’ve been this easy to work up. Now, you’re looking absolutely famished, so get over here and eat.” Dorothea said, her last few words coming out as not just instructions, but orders, ones that Edelgard was not interested in questioning. She crawled up onto the bed, finding her head between Dorothea’s thighs, a guiding hand placed on the back of her head, guiding her further down until Edelgard’s lips met Dorothea’s, her tongue slipping out to drag a long line between them, swirling around her clit. Dorothea sighed contently, resting her head on the pillow as she pushed on the back of Edelgard’s head, until Edelgard slipped her tongue out of her mouth and inside of Dorothea, drawing a content moan from the woman.
Edelgard worked away with her tongue until her jaw felt so sore she worried it might lock in place or fall off completely. She explored every inch of Dorothea that she could reach, dragging her tongue along the spots that made Dorothea moan the loudest. When her tongue felt too exhausted, she wrapped her lips around Dorothea’s clit, sucking on it gently, lapping at it with her lips. Dorothea seemed to enjoy that, grasping tighter at Edelgard’s hair as her moans got louder. However after a while, Edelgard noticed she hadn’t heard anything from Dorothea for some time, and as she looked up, she noticed that at some point, Dorothea had gotten ahold of her phone, and the camera was trained right on her, a self assured little grin on her lips.
“Go on, keep going.” Dorothea taunted over the top of her phone. Edelgard felt herself squirm under the tension. She attempted to look back down and return her full attention to what she was doing, but Dorothea was not about to allow that, it’d seem. Her grip on Edelgard’s hair made a quick jerk. “Don’t you dare look away. Keep your eyes on the camera.” Dorothea demanded, slightly out of breath. Edelgard did as she was told, lapping away at Dorothea’s clit, her eyes moving between Dorothea's and the camera lens. “Mmmm, yes just like that.” Dorothea said a moment later, grinding herself against Edelgard’s mouth as she got closer to the end. By the time that Edelgard’s jaw felt well and truly on fire, she felt Dorothea’s hips thrust into her mouth a few quick, jerky times as a loud, content moan ebbed from her mouth, and the phone was discarded as Dorothea’s entire body seemed to relax into the pile of fluff and pillows that was her bed. Edelgard similarly collapsed, her body relaxing from the strange position she’d been twisted into to stay in place for that whole time, her head now resting on Dorothea’s thigh as the bottom half of her face was smeared in the remnants of her ‘meal’, her tired jaw finally able to rest. Dorothea didn’t let go of her hair, now simply twirling her fingers in it, scratching at her scalp.
A few minutes of rest later, Dorothea and Edelgard’s eyes met. “I’d offer you a little relief of your own,” Dorothea began, “ but we both know that’s not how this little game plays out.”
“I know.” Edelgard murmured, wiping her face off with her hand, before Dorothea handed her a hanky from her bedside table. “I suppose I should be off then. I have one more block class left, and the TA is in charge today so it’ll probably take the whole three hours. ”
“I suppose so.” Dorothea said, stretching out again before sitting up, discarding the robe completely. “I think I can trust you to find your way out?”
“I think I’ll manage.” Edelgard said, grabbing her book bag off of the floor.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you later tonight then. Have fun with Mercy.” Dorothea said with a giggle as Edelgard made her way out of the bedroom, making a quick stop at the bathroom to ensure her tuck was properly adjusted and her face suitably clean, before making her way to her last class of the day.
It was about two hours into class when Edelgard got her next message. She swore at this point that these three were doing this on purpose, as she opened her messenger, looking away from the front of the board as Byleth, professor Hanneman’s TA, was busy lecturing away about the ethics of nursing care. “Mercy” lit up across her screen in a notification bar, and Edelgard opened her phone to read the message.
Mercy: “Hello, Edelgard! I hope you’re doing well! When are you coming over for your check in ^_^?”
El: ”Hey Mercedes. I’m uh, I’m surviving. I am in the middle of class right now, so is there any way I can come over in say… 2 hours?”
Mercy: “Of course! That should work fine. I’ll miss my evening lecture but I’m sure I’ll survive. If anything happens and you end up running late, just let me know.”
Edelgard heaved a massive sigh of relief. Finally, she’d get to finish one class today.
El: “Thank you Mercy! I’ve already had to miss most of two lectures today and I don’t think I can survive missing out on anything more.”
Mercy:”Oh believe me I know what you’ve been through. Dorothea even sent me her little clip. It was a very fun watch. I’m completely fine with skipping class, seeing as how you’ve already had to twice, but we might need to make a little change to tonight’s schedule, and I’m sure you’ll understand if I ask for a little favor of my own in return later tonight.”
El: “Oh, sure, I guess that makes sense.” Edelgard typed out, suddenly very curious and slightly concerned.
A favor was one thing, had it been Hilda or Dorothea talking, she could just as well write it off as being a simple excuse to get her into getting them off some way or another. Mercedes? She was creative in a whole other fashion, and even while Edelgard was glad she could make it through one lecture that day, she realized as she was packing up her bag at the end that she’d spent just about the entire lecture thinking about what exactly Mercedes had planned for her. She might as well have not been there at all.
She knocked on the door to the rented house Mercedes called her home, just a few blocks away from campus, and found the door opened rather quickly. Mercedes stepped out into the doorway wearing a sweater and a simple pair of jeans, her hair down around her shoulders with a hair tie on her wrist. “Hey there! Glad you could make it. Come on in, please!” Mercedes said, chipper as she ever was, that did little to assuage Edelgard’s growing concern.
"Hi, um, okay sure." Edelgard said as she stepped in, looking around, expecting some extravagant contraption ready for her to be stuffed inside. But no, it was just a simple living room, a couch with its back toward the door, forming a little halfway that led into the home. Across from the couch was a TV, and on either side, facing in toward the center of the room, were two plush chairs. "Thank you again for understanding about class and everything." Edelgard said as Mercedes sat down in one of the chairs, gesturing for Edelgard to take a seat herself.
"Of course. Go on, please sit." Mercedes said, and Edelgard took a seat on the couch, setting her bag on the ground at her feet. "I can only imagine how tired you must be at this point."
"Oh, yeah, it's been a day to be sure. This uh… thing isn't very easy to focus with." Edelgard says, gesturing vaguely to her skirt, making Mercy smile.
"I was more talking about your little check-ins with the others."
"Oh, uh, yeah." Edelgard said, blushing as Mercy rested her chin on her hand, leaving her to squirm under Mercedes' gaze. "It was uh…" It was around then that Edelgard noticed the hand not occupied holding up Mercedes chin had its thumb casually pressed against the screen of a phone tucked away just out of plain sight, and the toy was vibrating just a bit faster.
"Go on." Mercedes said plainly.
"Oh…uh, well it was um… definitely distracting. My knees really hurt after everything with Hilda."
"Oh I'm sure. I'll admit, even for Hilda, that was rather crude and impatient. Though I suppose it isn't really shocking. She's always been one to forgo any kind of build up. Not one for foreplay, I suppose you could say." Mercedes said wistfully, every few words punctuated by a change in the vibrations stirring up Edelgard's insides.
"Y-yeah I guess you're right." Edelgard managed to get out, hands bunched up in her skirt as she tried to keep her sanity. It was around then that Edelgard heard another knock at the door.
"She is also, for all her rush, dreadful at keeping to a schedule." Mercedes murmured just between the two of them before speaking louder. "Come in."
"Don't mind if I do." Hilda said, sauntering into the house with Dorothea beside her, the second woman wearing a simple green dress and a rather heavy black coat.
"I mentioned that we'd have to… reschedule due to your class, and since you said you'd be willing to do me a bit of a favor in return, I thought we might save some time and move up our little… group session later tonight." Mercedes said, a beaming little grin on her lips as she looked over Edelgard hungrily.
" Oh…" Edelgard said, dumbstruck. The original plan had been that if she made it through the day, and all three confirmed their checkups with her, they'd all four meet and Edelgard could finally take the damned toy out and the day could be done, but she had a sneaking suspicion that wasn't what was going to happen here.
"So, are we starting this then? I mean you did your check, right?" Hilda asked, hands still in the pocket of her jacket.
"No, Hilda, I was waiting for you two to arrive. Although I think our little… chat has shown that our sweet little Edelgard hasn't gone and tried to mislead us. She seems quite… sensitive."
"Oh, sweet, so we can get started then?" Hilda asked.
" No, I still want my turn. You, Hilda, can sit down and learn some patience." Mercedes said plainly, pointing to the couch near Edelgard.
" Oh come on. Do we really-"
" Yes." Mercedes interrupted, and Hilda sighed and took a seat on the opposite side from Edelgard, kicking off her shoes and curling her legs up underneath her on the cushion. "Dorothea, sweetheart, the other chair is free if you'd like to sit. Make yourself at home." Dorothea laid her coat over the chair, and smiled.
"Thanks, Mercy, I think I'll make a little tea for myself. But don't delay on my account." Dorothea said as she sauntered off to the kitchen. Edelgard found her face getting redder and redder with every passing second as Mercedes toyed with her phone during the whole conversation, and those few words kept repeating in her mind, 'I still want my turn'.
"Wonderful. Then we might begin." Mercedes said, carefully uncrossing her legs and letting them simply relax apart. "Come here, Edelgard. I want you on your knees right here." Mercedes gestured at the ground between her legs, and Edelgard went that much redder as she realized the other two would be watching everything that was about to happen. That was Mercedes' "favor". She wanted them to watch.
Edelgard cleared her throat and nodded, standing up, hearing a chuckled "good luck" from Hilda as she stumbled over to Mercedes and began settling down onto the soft carpeted floors at her feet. Mercedes seemed content to save her a bit of trouble, offering her a hand to help guide her down, which Edelgard accepted. Once she was settled, Mercedes guided Edelgard hand to the button and zipper of her pants, and the already intimidating bulge underneath the fabric.
Edelgard gulped, and began undoing the fastenings of Mercedes' pants, slipping her hand in to free her cock from the confines of her jeans. Freeing certainly was the term, because from the size of Mercedes, it couldn't have been comfortable. While Hilda certainly wasn't small, Mercedes was clearly the bigger between the two. "Go on, let me see you take it. I know you can."
Edelgard took one more moment to just stare at her next trial, before taking a deep breath and leaning in to begin. She delayed the inevitable a few seconds by dragging her tongue along every inch of Mercy's length, getting every inch of it wet before she had to move on to actually trying to fit it. Once that delay had bought her as much time as it could, she lifted her head up, feeling Mercedes' tangle her fingers in her hair gently. Edelgard wrapped her lips around Mercedes' tip and made her way down. Mercedes made a content "hmmmm" sound in the back of her throat right as her tip hit the back of Edelgard's, making her gag slightly.
"Awe, not bottoming out already, are we Edie?" Hilda teased from her spot on the couch.
"Oh give her a chance, it's not like she's trying to fit you. Mercy has some actual girth." Dorothea teased, and Edelgard realized she was back in the room now too, and both of them were watching her.
"Go on, Edelgard. You know you can take it. Now show us." Mercedes taunted, tugging on Edelgard's hair, pulling her down farther. Edelgard coughed as she did manage to fit it a bit further down, only to have to pause to stop herself from having to pull off completely. Eventually she adjusted, somewhat, and moved herself a bit farther down, starting herself back at the motion of back and forth she’d already had plenty of practice with earlier that day with Hilda, trying to work fractions of an inch more down her throat with each bob, to mixed success.
“There she goes, look at her.” Dorothea said, taking clear enjoyment from the show.
“She’s getting messy with it too. Talk about a sloppy bitch.” Hilda added, no less entertained.
“She’s doing good, I think she might just need a bit more encouragement.” Mercedes mused, and Edelgard felt the vibrator whir faster still inside her.
“What she really needs is a little guidance.” Dorothea piped up, before offering, “Hilda, care to do the honors?”
“Do I get to have a little fun with it?” There was a pause, and Mercedes made a small sound of affirmation. “Oh fuck yes.” Hilda said, and after the rustling of the fabric of the couch, the sound of a plastic cap popping open, and a few steps, Edelgard could feel another hand on the back of her neck, just following her motions for a moment as another hand lift up her skirt, slipping down the back of her underwear. “Come on, Edie, we know you can take more than that.” Hilda said, pushing down on the back of her head as she began her next bob down, at the same time two very slick fingers slipped with ease inside Edelgard, making her moan into the girthy intruder in her throat as it slipped deeper in.
“There we go. Now she’s making quite a bit of progress.” Dorothea mused.
“Just needed a little help.” Mercedes agreed before letting out a moan as Edelgard slid her way back up, Hilda’s fingers curling inside her as she bobbed back down, being pushed to take it even deeper, a few more encouraged-head-bobs paired with a taunting fingering that left Edelgard more desperate than relieved later and she felt her nose pressed firmly against Mercedes’ pelvis.
“You like that, Edie?” Hilda asked, her lips brushing Edelgard’s ear as her fingers brushed the vibrator inside her, pressing it against the most sensitive spot, making her hips buck desperately for some kind of relief. “Mmmm, yeah I bet you do. You love having your throat stuffed, don’t you? Dirty little bitch.” Hilda taunted further, pulling her head up and down, each trip down slamming the entire length of Mercedes’ cock inside her throat.
“Look at her, of course she does. Who doesn't?” Dorothea added with a pleased little giggle, before adding “I can just tell she has loved this little game. All that moaning and groaning at the beginning, and look at her now. Where was that prissy little miss studios from this morning, huh Edelgard? Did she give in around hour one, or did you manage to last two before you gave in?” Dorothea’s voice grew louder and louder in Edelgard’s ears as Edelgard remained with Mercedes’ cock stuffed down her throat, the loudness of the taunting and insults growing in direct correlation to the amount her lungs burned for air, until she felt the perfectly made-up lips of Dorothea brush the ear opposite the one Hilda’s had touched just seconds ago, and a new set of hands toyed with her, one grabbing the back of Edelgard’s head and helping guide her up and down Mercy’s length, as her other hand slid up her thigh, brushing her bulge through her underwear. “So messy... Are you sure you haven’t gotten her off already, Hilda?”
“I’m not that sloppy. This bitch would’ve made quite the fuss if she’d came already. She’s just been leaking all day. Don’t play with her there, or she’ll blow. Pinch her little tits, she’ll love it.” Hilda’s guidance was clearly listened to, as a moment later the front of her blouse was torn open, and Hilda’s hand in her hair left, as both she and Dorothea took one of Edelgard’s breasts in their grasp, each paying very, very thorough attention to Edelgard’s nipples, pinching, brushing, tugging, teasing away at them as she was guided up and down Mercedes’ cock.
“Hilda, calm the vulgarity.” Mercedes grunted out, clearly getting closer and closer to the end of her ‘turn’.
“Awe, what’s the matter, Mercy?” Hilda asked, her fingers slipping out of Edelgard and away from her chest, leaving her that much more desperate for stimulation as Hilda seemed to straddle one of arms of Mercedes’ seat, one hand back in Edelgard’s hair as she seemed to take extra pleasure in guiding Edelgard down Mercedes’ length as she taunted the woman in question. “My dirty little mouth ruining your face-fucking session with E-” Hilda went quiet in a way that could only mean Mercy had her hand around her throat.
“Yes, it is. Now be a good girl, and shut your pretty little mouth before you ruin Edie’s day by making me stuff it full myself.” Mercedes’ order seemed to put Hilda properly in line, as a moment later, Hilda was right back at her place, fingers inside of Edelgard as she helped guide her head up and down Mercy, until a few thrusts later, Edelgard could feel Mercedes’ twitch inside her throat, cum pouring down her throat as the other two held her there. ‘
“Mmmm, there you go Edie, take it all down.” Hilda taunted in one ear.
“You’ve earned it.” Dorothea whispered in the other. “Now you get your real prize.”
“Mhmm, sure, it’s her prize.” Hilda said with a giggle, a moment later and they guided her off of Mercedes’ cock, allowing her the chance to realize just how messy with spit and now semen her face had become. She had no doubt her makeup was ruined, but by then, just the brush of Dorothea and Hilda’s hands brushing her cock was enough to ensure she couldn’t be bothered to care. She just needed to get off.
“Go on, you three get ready in the bedroom. I’ll join you in just a moment. Just save the ride for me.” Mercedes said in a pleasantly sleepy tone from her spot in the seat. A slap on the ass later, and Hilda and Dorothea were guiding Edelgard to Mercedes’ bedroom. Edelgard had managed to undress herself before they were even into the room, and she was hopping onto the bed before Hilda could even shove her onto it. She was laying across the bed, her feet dangling off the right side as her head was near the left. Hilda stood behind her, pressing down on her shoulders until her head was dangling over the edge, while Dorothea was digging through one of the dressers.
“I know we had it in here somewhere…there we go.” Dorothea said, pulling what looked like a pair of boxer shorts with an o-ring in the crotch and a plastic cock sticking out of it from the drawer, and quickly putting it on. A minute later, Dorothea was standing between Edelgard’s legs, spreading lube on her toy as Hilda returned to teasing her chest, leaning down and pinching Edelgard’s nipple between her teeth, her cock free and dangling inches away from Edelgard’s lips.
Dorothea slipped a pair of well-lubricated fingers inside Edelgard, and a moment later the vibrator was pulled out, leaving Edelgard with an infuriating mix of frustration and relief in the pit of her gut until she felt Dorothea teasing her entrance with the tip of her strap-on. There were footsteps, and Edelgard felt someone straddling her. Hilda let go of her nipples, standing up tall and letting Edelgard see that it was a very naked Mercedes straddling her, her hair pulled back into a ponytail.
“I think you’ve earned a chance to unwind, Edelgard. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Goddess, please, yes.” Edelgard couldn’t help but whine out.
“Hehehe, well, you heard her girls.” Mercedes said, and all at once, Dorothea slid her strap inside of Edelgard’s ass as Hilda pushed her head back down, stuffing her cock into Edelgard’s mouth as her head dangled over the side of the bed, and Mercedes sat down, taking what little length Edelgard hard with a pleasant moan. Edelgard moaned into Hilda’s length as she felt all three women not even bother working up to anything, starting right at the hardest they could. It was clear that they knew Edelgard wouldn’t last long, but that didn’t make the speed at which Mercedes bounced up and down her shaft or the way Dorothea’s cock smashed against her most sensitive spots with practiced precision and relentless force any less shocking. It was a good thing Hilda was in her throat, because if not she might have moaned and screamed so loud in pleasure they’d’ve had the cops called on them.
Again.
“Oh you love that don’t you.” Hilda taunted as she groped Edelgard’s chest. “That’s it, you dirty lil bitch, take all this fucking cock. I want to hear you gag-”
“Hilda, shut up.” Mercedes said, grasping the back of Hilda’s head, pulling her forward and pushing her down until her mouth was stuffed full of Mercedes’ still-slick cock. “Much better.” Mercedes gasped out, returning to riding Edelgard as Dorothea’s thrusts slammed Edelgard closer and closer to her orgasm.
When Edelgard finally did cum, it was in a mess of sensory feedback. Hilda’s thrusts were getting more rapid and shallow, while Dorothea’s were getting harder and deeper as it was clear her own grinding against the back of her strap was close to getting her off as well, and Mercedes’ ass was clenching down around her shaft and her cock twitching in Hilda’s mouth as she came again. As Hilda gagged on Mercy’s load, she came in Edelgard’s throat, and Edelgard came inside of Mercedes, clamping down on Dorothea’s strap and feeling her grind against Edelgard’s ass until the friction was finally enough for her own orgasm.
Several minutes later, the quartet had managed to find some sort of comfortable position on the bed for all of them, some of them laying against each other and over others while being laid against or over by someone else, just a messy, bubbly pile of limbs and their owners, at the center of which, if there was a center at all, was Edelgard. She had Hilda’s legs draped over her abdomen, while her own legs were tangled up with Dorothea’s and her head rested on Mercedes’ stomach. She felt someone press a kiss to her forehead, but couldn’t muster the energy to open her eyes and see who. She’d’ve guessed Hilda.
“Did you enjoy your birthday?” Dorothea asked.
“I did.” Edelgard murmured, nestling more into the warm mess of bodies.
“I’m glad.” Mercedes said, running her fingers through Edelgard’s hair. “I’ll admit I don’t feel like I did too well with the ‘bullying’ part of your fantasy… Well, excluding poor Hilda.”
“Hey, no need to apologize to me. I was hoping you’d do something like that. You’re hot when you’re feisty.” Hilda said.
“I think you all did great with it.” Edelgard put an emphasis on great, emphasizing exactly how nice her little birthday role-play had turned out. “Thank you all for doing this… It means a lot.”
“Of course, babygirl.” Dorothea said, giving Edelgard a kiss on the cheek. “You deserve something special for your birthday. I’m glad you decided to go through with it. I know you were really anxious about all this, but this was a lot of fun.”
“I second that.” Mercedes said.
“I’ll second the seconding.” Hilda added. “I fucking loved it. Even if I uh… did get a little ahead of myself in the bathroom.”
“Hmph, ‘little’?” Mercedes teased, before giving Hilda a kiss. “I’m only teasing. I had to fight the urge to not start before you all got here myself. It’s easy to get lost in the scene.”
“Now walking in on that would’ve been hot.” Dorothea said, grinning at the idea.
“Yeah, wouldn't've complained about that. But I think things all worked out, as long as El had a good time… El?” Hilda asked, looking to a now very clearly asleep Edelgard.
“I think we can take that as a ‘yes, she enjoyed it’.” Dorothea said with a giggle.
“I’d agree.” Mercedes said, laying back in the bed, intent to follow Edelgard. At that point, everyone of them was.