Melissa Guzman decides to take extreme measures to escape her marriage contract with Wendell Holloway. But why does her assassination attempt always fail, and why the hell is she really starting to enjoy serving him day in and day out?
~xXx~
The first thing Melissa Guzman noticed when she entered the abandoned classroom was that Wendell Holloway was not, in fact, dead. He'd gotten there, so obviously he'd gotten her date on the date to talk about her recent change in circumstances, but the scythe she'd spelled to cut him when he walked in didn't work. Apparently, her reflexes were quick enough for him to get out of the way. The second thing she noticed was that he was very, very nervous. A short, thin blade drawn, and he pointed it at her heart as she cautiously entered the room, her own wand in hand. He held a thick document in his other hand, and she didn't need to ask what it was. This offensive parchment was the reason this was all happening.
"Was that stupid marriage contract really so inconvenient for you that you decided to try and kill me?" Wendell asked. His voice was low and angry, and she felt a little shiver run through her body. This was the voice of the man who killed Pendragon, not the quiet boy in glasses with messy black hair who she went to school with for six years before Aylbhathat died and hell broke out.
"Can you blame me?" Melissa asked coldly, raising an eyebrow at him and not letting her fear show on her face. She had gotten good at educating her emotions and now she was counting on those lessons. "I went back to a good fifth year of schooling after the chaos of last year. Instead, I received a piece of parchment that told me that I would be forced not only to marry you, but to be subservient to you. I have no intention of being subservient to anyone, not even the precious Chosen One. So yes, I have resorted to extreme measures to try to get rid of the mess our ancestors created for us."
"And I'm guessing you didn't really bother to read the fine print and go over all the clauses?" Wendell curiously asked, shaking his head at her. "If you really had done that instead of running to get rid of me you would have seen that we still have a way out. Or at least we did, until you pulled that shit."
"Which?" Melissa quickly lost control of her emotions for a moment, too surprised to maintain her usual cool appearance. "That's not possible." Now that Holloway mentions it, all the pages and pages of the legalese jumbled together in her mind after she'd read the crux of the marriage contract. She looked through it, but was so angry it was hard to sit there and make her brain focus on deciphering all the legal jargon, especially since the document was over two centuries old and written in the style of the time.
Wendell just threw the bulky contract at her, and she barely caught it before falling to the ground. "Turn to page 36 and read Section 193, Clause 9272."
Melissa eyed Wendell warily, but eventually allowed herself to look at the document. She turned the page annotated and skimmed until she found the 9272th clause. She read and reread, and once its meaning was established, she sighed deeply.
"That's right." Wendell said. "We could have come out of this with nothing but a fine of ten thousand gold coins paid by me to your parents; a fine I would gladly have paid to get rid of you. But since you tried to assassinate me, the damn magic contract was magically activated for my own protection. There's no getting out of it now, unless we want to lose our magic or death, I suppose, but we've seen how well it worked for you."
'What was that saying they taught us many times in worldly language?' Melissa thought. 'Oh yes; if you don't succeed at first, try, try and try again.'
"Now, because of your haste, we're stuck together." Wendell continued. "And if you read the addendum to that clause, you'll see you have something to do before you leave this room."
Melissa quickly looked down, silently read the addendum he had pointed out, and grimaced. "Absolutely not! I'm not sucking your tiny, disgusting Holloway cock!"
"Yes you will." Wendell said. "And you'll have to do it once a day for the next week, thanks to your little feat, unless you want to lose your magic. Or unless you manage to kill me. "
'I'm sure I can manage this before the week is up.' Melissa thought quickly, though she had the sense not to say it out loud. But Holloway was right about one thing; she would have no choice but to abide by the terms of the contract and have oral sex with him tonight as punishment for her attempted murder. She could already feel her magic pushing her forward, forcing her to compensate for her actions. Maybe she could have resisted the pull if she'd really decided, but that would do nothing but deprive her of her magic permanently and make her an ordinary person, and that was definitely not a price she was willing to pay. Her magic was part of her; even getting caught in her assassination attempt and sent to prison for life would be preferable.
"Today is your lucky day, Holloway." Melissa snapped as she walked slowly and reluctantly towards him. "Not only did you somehow avoid my trap and keep your head, you're going to get it too. Lots of boys have been after this for years, but none of them had the privilege."
"Yes, I heard all about you." Wendell said, rolling his eyes. "You have a reputation as a cold bitch who thinks she's better than everyone else, unlike her sweet sister. And I can see the reputation is deserved."
"I'm better than everyone else." Melissa said quickly as she knelt down in front of him. He had changed his robes, what kind of self-respecting wizard wore pants? Then she had to undo his jeans, pull him into down your legs and then pull your boxers down as well, "I'm better than you too."
"You certainly don't look any better than me right now." Wendell said happily, just taunting Melissa in the process. He rocked his hips a little, which caused his cock to smack her nose as she tilted her head.
"How do you dare?!" Melissa screamed. "Who do you think you are, Holloway?!"
"I think I'm someone who's about to get their dick sucked," Wendell said. "You know, before I walked into this room I actually felt a little sorry for you. Rose told me you usually keep your mouth shut, not even saying much with the others in your dorm besides your adorable little sister. I knew you didn't want this any more than I did, and I decided I would give you a fair chance so we could work together and make it as painless as possible for us two."
Melissa did her best to ignore her words; she didn't believe them. She knew what most men would have done in her position; it was everything they wanted from her since her body began to develop during her thirteen years. He was already proving to be no different from any of the others, and she was determined to just get through this humiliation for today and then get back to plotting a way out of this unwanted engagement after her dirty deed had been committed.
"So I walked in here, and that bloody scythe fell from the ceiling." Wendell said, and she could hear the anger in his voice. "It fell incredibly slowly, of course; get out of the way in time. But what if someone else had walked in through that door? What if one of my friends had come with me, or some lovely, sweet, innocent first year's unsuspecting explorer and curiously walked in here by accident? killed someone; someone who has nothing to do with this shit."
Melissa could have pointed out that this really hadn't been possible. She took precautions to ensure that the scythe hit Holloway and Holloway alone. But she kept silent. She didn't care about her approval or what he thought of her, and she doubted he believed her anyway. She just wrapped her hand around his cock to keep him steady, closed her eyes and brought him to her mouth.
"I came in here feeling bad for you, but I think I'll like it." Wendell said as her lips engulfed the head of his cock and she sucked hesitantly. everyone else after all."
Melissa kept her eyes closed, forced herself to ignore his irritating words, and focused on the task at hand, wanting to get it over with as quickly as possible. The problem was, she had no idea what she was supposed to be doing. She knew the basics of how sex worked, obviously; her parents had not neglected her instruction there. But they didn't go into detail beyond the essentials, and how to give a blowjob was certainly not included in those essential essentials!
It wasn't a subject Melissa liked to study either. She still didn't have a man who approached her that she considered worthy of her attention. None of the men who lusted after her had gone as far as a date, let alone any kind of physical content. And even if one did eventually turn up who she considered worthy of dating, she had no intention of demeaning herself that way. She really didn't want to be subservient to anyone that way; she had never imagined she would take a man's cock between her lips in her entire life. Now that she was actually forced to do this, her inexperience was glaringly obvious. She shook her head on his cock awkwardly, moving erratically and often having to pull back to catch her breath. If the expectation was that she would put all of his cock into her mouth, she was also failing; she couldn't even get halfway down before she felt like she was about to throw up.
"Wow, are you really trying now, Melissa?" Wendell asked curiously with a raised eyebrow. "This is the worst blowjob I've ever received and it's not even close to an 'Acceptable' in your good wife newsletter."
Melissa was trying; she wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. The fact that the result of her effort was so mediocre served as an additional humiliation for Melissa, who she wasn't used to being considered deficient. She was the second overall ranking student in her year academically, only behind know-it-all asshole Rose Sanders. She even surpassed Sandera in the top marks in Ancient Runes. Applying and not succeeding was an unknown position for Melissa, and she didn't like it at all.
"Ah well; if you want to stay on your knees all night, you can." Wendell said. "I could just grab your head and fuck your face myself so we can get this over with. It's not like the magic of the contract stands in the way of that, since you're supposed to be subservient to me. But I have nowhere to be tonight, and since it's your fault we're in this position to begin with, I think I'll let you work your way out of this."
Melissa wasn't sure if she was relieved that Holloway wasn't grabbing her hair, pushing her hips or doing something similar to make her feel less in control than she already was, or annoyed that it would affect her for how long. There was nothing to do; she had no choice but to make Holloway come with her mouth, no matter how long it took. And it took some time for sure. She tried to speed things up, forcing herself to shake her head faster and take him deeper, but those efforts were only partially effective thanks to her gag reflex and her inexperience. Her jaw started to ache right before the end, but she knew she couldn't stop until the job was done.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Holloway placed his hands on top of her head and pulled her off his cock. She gasped, relieved that he was apparently done with her. She was a little confused as to why he hadn't released any semen, as this should be a critical part of male orgasm in her understanding, but...
Melissa was completely unprepared for the first injection of sperm that hit her forehead. She gasped in shock, and Holloway seemed to interpret this as an invitation to send the next explosion into her open mouth. She spat on the ground quickly and then smacked her lips, but that didn't stop him from continuing to blast her face with his seed. It was dripping from her by the end, and Melissa had never felt so dirty in her entire life.
"You look great that way." Wendell said with a smile on his face.
"I've never been so disrespected." Melissa hissed in anger. Holloway just laughed and shook his head at her.
"Well, get used to it," Wendell said carelessly. "You have six more days of this. The only real question is whether I'm going to shoot you in the face every day or whether I'm going to make you gobble it all up next time."
'You won't have to make that choice you son of a fucking bitch.' Melissa thought quickly and swore to herself as he left the room. If you don't succeed at first, try, try again. I will kill you tomorrow.
~xXx~
"A rope trap? Really?"
Melissa huffed in frustration when she saw Wendell Holloway, still very much alive, waving at a long piece of rope that was intended to signify her doom, but instead lay harmlessly on the ground, cut in two.
"You are 0 out of 2." Wendell said, shaking his head at her. While he was angry, he also looked a little amused. She flinched when he pointed his wand at her, but he was actually just shutting and locking the door behind her.
"Don't be so pleased with yourself, Holloway." said Melissa.
"You haven't studied all the clauses yet." said Wendell, snorting. "It's not just a week now. Each successive attempt to hurt me adds another week to your total, and if you keep going, I'll eventually have free and consequence-free access to fuck you even before our wedding ceremony."
"It can not be." Melissa said with wide eyes and gasped in shock.
"Oh it can and it is!" Wendell said, waving at her. "Your little rope trick took your time from six days on your knees to 13. Maybe by the end of the two weeks you'll actually be able to get an 'acceptable' blowjob on your good wife report card."
"Laugh, Holloway." Melissa exclaimed loudly, with hate and her voice. Holloway did just that, laughing at her as her magic compelled her to go to him and finish today's homework. "I'll succeed one of these days and get you out of my life forever." Melissa said angrily and quickly knelt down and reached out to undo the pants he was wearing today.
"Well, it won't be today." Wendell said with a shrug. "And based on how pathetic your first two assassination attempts were, I don't think you have much of a chance of ever succeeding with that. I think you're going to have to get used to sucking me off every day."
Melissa begged to disagree, but he was right to say that she would have to do it at least today. She licked along his shaft a few times to get him wet and then took the head of his cock into her mouth, acting quickly so he wouldn't have any funny ideas about hitting her in the face with his cock. new like it made the day before. Although she was by no means an expert yet, she learned a few things about sucking cock in her first experience, and she put them to use here. She nodded a little faster and took him a little deeper than the day before, and she didn't gasp and had to pull back to catch her breath almost as often as the first time. And maybe people like Parker were moving faster and swallowing his cock whole, but Melissa hadn't hooked herself in years like her bitch dorm mate. Because it was only her second time sucking cock, she felt like she was doing a useful job. Her jaw was a little sore by the time Holloway quickly took his cock out of her mouth, and she was feeling a little better about herself after her better performance. It was still degrading, obviously, but at least she got better and therefore had his cock in her mouth for a shorter period of time.
"Shoot your disgusting seed elsewhere this time." Melissa said, trying to get some sort of control over the situation. "I had to stay in the shower for another half hour yesterday just to try and feel clean after the mess you made."
"Then get ready for another long shower dear." That was all Wendell said in warning before starting to come, once again splashing his sticky seed all over her face. Melissa wanted to scold him for that, but that would just open her mouth and present this as a target. She just closed her eyes, kept her mouth tightly shut, and endured the facial in silence.
"That was a little better." Said Wendell when he finished. "I'm looking forward to seeing how far you progress once those two weeks are up…assuming you don't make another attempt on my life and add another week."
~xXx~
"Really? Poison my juice? Did you honestly think it would work? I've always checked all my meals daily for the past five years, ever since that love potion shit."
Melissa sighed, not allowing her annoyance to show as Holloway smiled at her. She already knew that her last plan definitely didn't work; she watched him during dinner in the Great Hall. He took one look at her goblet, sniffed it briefly, rolled his eyes and disappeared the contents. It was supposed to be an odorless poison, but apparently she made a mistake. This was uncharacteristic of her; she has always been an excellent potions maker.
Hoping the magic of the contract wouldn't affect her if she was never alone with him, she left the Great Hall quickly and hid in the library until well after curfew. Apparently, it was a wasted effort, because when Holloway asked a prefect to deliver a letter requesting her presence, the magic moved her body to the designated location without her consciously deciding to do so. The contract allowed her to protect her reputation by not being forced to do anything in public, but as soon as he requested her presence in private magic he demanded that she pay the price for her shares.
"Three tries and three failures." Wendell said, teasing her as she knelt down. He was wearing robes like a real wizard, at least, but it was highly irregular for a wizard not to wear anything under them like Holloway currently did. He pulled the robe over his hips and she saw his naked cock, already erect and pointing directly at her. He was obviously hard just thinking about bringing her to her knees, the pervert. "How many times are you going to waste all that effort just to add another week to your total?"
"I won't fail forever." Melissa quickly promised, gritting her teeth in anger. "And I'll eventually succeed, and then I won't have to attend to you or your disgusting dick anymore."
"Pendragon has fired several shots and has always failed, so I will take my chances with you." said Holloway sarcastically. "I'm honestly starting to enjoy these assassination attempts, mainly because they've been terrible. I'm a little curious to see what you try next and how it fails spectacularly, so I won't be annoyed as long as you don't put anyone on risk."
Far from being relieved, Melissa was extremely insulted. Holloway wasn't taking her seriously. He thought so little of her abilities that he was openly inviting her to keep trying. In her own way, she felt as humiliating as having to suck his cock every day.
"I will show you." Melissa promised coldly.
"I'm sure you will." Wendell said, smiling at her and obviously not taking her seriously. "But until you really manage to do what the Dark Lord couldn't, I think you have a job to do."
Melissa chafed at his tone, but like it or not, Holloway was right this time. She would have loved to tell him to back off, but that wasn't an option. She had no choice but to take his cock between her lips a third time. She didn't close her eyes or try to wish her way out of the situation this time; she started working directly on sucking his cock.
"Well that's better." Holloway said not long after the process. "This is much better. Have you been studying?"
Melissa glared at him, wishing she could freeze him with the power of her ice-blue eyes, but he wasn't that far from the truth. She hadn't actually gone and tried to track down information in the library or anything like that. What she did was pay a little more attention than usual when Anneth and Lisa discussed their recent encounters with boys, and from that she learned some tricks to try. Anneth's comment about constantly using the language really paid off. Melissa found it much easier for her to control herself when she took the time to simply lick around his sensitive head as well as up and down his shaft between actually wrapping her lips around him and sucking hard. Anneth also laughed when she talked about how much her guy moaned when she licked and sucked his balls, but that wasn't a step Melissa was willing to take yet. Sucking her cock was bad enough; sucking balls off her somehow seemed even more degrading.
Lisa's remark about always using her hands also helped, especially since Melissa still wasn't able to get much more than halfway down Holloway's long cock before her gag reflex let her know that enough was enough. She was able to caress everything she didn't fit inside her mouth, and she rubbed and squeezed his balls too. Between the improvement in her actual sucking that came with this being her third time taking his cock in her mouth and the addition of her tongue and hands in the act, Melissa reduced her time considerably. Whereas the first two times Holloway looked unimpressed and actually mocked her lack of skill, this time he was moaning and expressing pleasure at the very beginning. While she wasn't timing alone, she felt it was safe to say that she'd cut her time at least in half compared to where she'd started two nights ago.
Melissa felt a lot less tension in her jaw as Holloway's moans reached another level and he began rocking his hips against her. Melissa waited for him to take his cock out of her mouth so she could put her new plan into action. She was ready to defend herself from the facial, putting her hands in front of her face at the last second as a kind of shield. She wasn't sure the contract, and the subservient nature it required of her, would allow her to do that, but she was willing to try. And unfortunately for her, Holloway never gave her a chance to try. He didn't take his cock out of her mouth as he came near the end this time. Instead, he placed his hands on the back of her head and started to really thrust her hips, pulling her head forward in thrusts of hers as well. This went on for a minute or so before he started to come, but he still kept his cock inside her mouth. Melissa's eyes widened as she realized what was going on, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"I said that maybe you'll swallow it all eventually." Said Wendell, reminding her of what he'd said after the first time, when he'd covered her beautiful face with his seed. "I'm starting to lose track of how many weeks you're forced to suck my cock every day."
Melissa tasted Holloway semen on her tongue the first time they did this, before spitting. She didn't have that option this time because he held his cock inside her and didn't let go of her head as his cum filled her mouth. It wasn't long before she was left with no choice but to swallow down her throat while her mouth was nearly overflowing. She was surprised to note that although the texture was strange and unlike anything she'd ever swallowed, it didn't taste as bad as she'd originally expected. She didn't taste good, but she supposed it could have been a lot worse.
"Did you like the taste of my sperm, honey?" Wendell asked after he finally finished and pulled his cock out of her mouth. "You'll probably have to get used to this, horrible for you."
"Screw this." Melissa said, although it was more reflex and there wasn't much real heat behind it. She was a little stunned to control her real anger at the moment.
"If you keep this up, yes, you'll have to," Wendell said. "We might as well get used to spending some time together, as we'll be together for the rest of our lives and all. week off, so why don't I take you on a real date?"
"Screw this." said Melissa, and this time she was able to summon some genuine fire. She might have to keep sucking his cock daily, but the contract said nothing about actually going out on dates with him.
"I'll interpret that as a no." Wendell said, when she got up she cast a refreshing spell on herself and walked towards the door. "Do it your way. See you tomorrow for our daily oral session."
~xXx~
"I said I would report you if any of your plans put anyone but me in danger." Wendell commented dryly, looking at Melissa strangely as he held her in his arms. "But seeing as the only person you put in danger was yourself, I think I'll let it go."
Melissa just shook her head silently, not knowing what to say. She looked at the floor, too mortified to look at him. How did this attempt go so wrong?
She hadn't tried daily, preferring to take her time and put more effort into planning. Her efforts were no longer successful, but this one nearly exploded in her face, literally. The explosive diner she'd ordered in Zazerey's Wizard Wheezes and reworked into a deadly variant hadn't activated when she'd been waiting for it, and she'd gone to check it out, realizing it had some malfunction. But instead of activating when Wendell approached as he should have, he waited until she was within range. If Holloway hadn't come in and physically pulled her to safety, she would have at the very least been badly burned, and she might as well have died.
"Is the idea of going on a date with me really so horrible that you'd rather blow yourself up, honey?" Wendell asked, frowning at her.
Melissa licked her dry lips, uncomfortable with the way that look made her feel. He made her feel uncomfortable often lately, and not in the defiant and angry way he used to at first. b It had been over a month since that damn contract was delivered to her, and she continued to suck his cock daily as punishment for her failed attempts of violence. She had naturally gotten better with practice, but that wasn't the part that made her so uncomfortable. She was really starting to like this. She felt a little thrill when she heard the moans Holloway made and felt his hands tighten in her hair, and there was undeniable pride when she received a compliment for her improved technique. She was scared to death that by the end of the year she was going to end up just a fucking toy, a thing to be used, and just like her mother before her, she was going to enjoy that.
"I'll go out on a date with you this weekend." Melissa said. "If you want," Melissa added quickly in response to Holloway's raised eyebrows. She might as well go on the damn date and give him a real chance to show her he was different from all the other men she'd met in her life.
~xXx~
Melissa glared at Vanessa Homura, subjecting the young girl to the full impact of her icy gaze until she awkwardly walked away, her attempt to pass a love potion to Wendell definitely frustrated.
"Someone seems to have become terribly protective sister," said a familiar voice beside her.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Melissa said, turning her head pointedly to the side and refusing to look at her younger sister.
"Of course not." Astoria said, tossing her head right beside her and smiling at her in that way only the annoying little sisters seemed capable of. "It's not like you've liked Wendell Holloway a lot since your date or something right?"
"I did not do." Melissa insisted. "It was just a date. It didn't mean anything."
"Is that why you haven't made a single attempt on his life in the past three weeks? And why do you stare and intimidate every witch who tries to plot her way into his bed, and even stare at Rose Sanders jealously when she spends time with him, even though he clearly looks at her like she's a sister?" When Melissa said nothing, Astoria just nodded as if the matter had been resolved. "Face it, Melissa; you're falling in love with him."
"You don't know anything, little sister," said Melissa.
"Fine; do it your way then." Astoria said, rolling her eyes. "But when you finally get your head out of your ass and admit the truth to yourself, expect me to say that I told you at least, oh, a thousand times, more or less."
Her younger sister got up and walked over to her group of friends, leaving Melissa to brood over her thoughts.
~xXx~
"All this practice was really worth it, dear." Wendell said with a moan as she wrapped her lips around one of his balls and sucked hard. "...This is so fucking good!"
It had been nearly two months since her meeting, and about three since the contract was handed over and she made her first attempt, unwittingly activating it. She continued to dutifully suck his cock every day as needed, and she couldn't help but get better at it. If she were the type to tell stories to other girls, she would be able to match anything Anneth or Lisa offered. Ball sucking and cumming deeply were second nature to her now, and whether she took the load on her face or down her throat, she never failed to make her betrothed very, very happy with her mouth. She still hadn't made another attempt on Holloway's life; it had been over a month since she was pretending to herself that she was still trying to plan one. As much as it irritated her to admit it, Astoria was right, at least up to a point. They had never talked about her feelings or anything like that, but she could no longer deny that she had enjoyed sucking on him. She not only tolerated the taste of his semen, she gulped it down greedily, and far from dreading her daily duties, she actually looked forward to them now. She also began to publicly claim her status as the wife of Wendell Holloway and the future Lady Holloway-Azulla. Her usual superior personality was in full force, and she wasn't afraid to scold any girl who even thought of trying to flirt with her future husband.
Much like his daily activities, she was no longer afraid of the idea of being his wife. She was looking forward to marrying him, just as she was looking forward to getting another facial now. And by the way ...
~xXx~
"At the end of the first month, I committed enough offense for you to be able to claim my virginity." Melissa stated as soon as Wendell walked into what she's long since begun to think of as her playroom. "Why didn't you do this?"
Melissa finally managed to put the pieces together after looking at the contract again, having realized that about a week ago her magic was no longer forcing her to suck his cock, as she worked all the time she accumulated in her early life attempts. of the year. She didn't mention it and continued to suck him daily, but she got curious and went looking, and that's when she did the math and put the pieces together.
"I don't know," said Wendell, shrugging his shoulders casually and casually. "I didn't really feel right, I guess."
"Doesn't it feel right?" Melissa quickly repeated, blinking. "That's it?"
"That's it." Wendell confirmed. "Since we're asking questions, when are you going to admit you never tried to kill me?"
"What are you talking about?" Melissa said quickly. "Have you completely lost your mind? I had an experiment. Repeatedly."
"I saw what you can do when you really put your mind to it." Wendell said, shaking his head. "You can give Rose a run for her money on most things, and you're far from stupid. I don't know if you would ever have been able to do something that took me by surprise after all the life and death situations I've been through in my life, but I'm sure you could have gone far more challenging for me if you really wanted me dead."
Melissa shook her head slowly, denying it as much to herself as to him. But her words made her anxious. Could he be right? Had she failed so spectacularly because she was unconsciously holding back and sabotaging her own work?
"My only real question is why." Wendell said calmly, and she looked at him to see that he was looking at her curiously. "Why did you try in the first place, and why did you sabotage yourself?"
The first question was easy to answer. "Because I didn't want to end up like my mother," said Melissa. At Wendell's confused look, she elaborated. "She has no real power in her marriage to my father. a toy for him to use. I didn't want that to be my fate, and the contract seemed to leave me no choice."
"That makes sense." Wendell said. "I mean jumping right in to kill me without bothering to talk to me first was a little ridiculous but I can at least understand what you were worried about." Wendell said and Melissa relaxed a little. , but then he reminded her that there was a second part to her question. "And if you were desperate enough to resort to that, why did you hold back? I have a feeling you wouldn't have hesitated if it was Wilkinson or Wayne or one of their little group." Wendell said and Melissa just nodded; she would have no problem cutting Wilkinson's balls if he tried something with her. So why me? Why didn't you try harder?"
This question was more difficult, though not because the answer eluded her. She didn't fully realize she was holding back until he pointed, but she knew why her subconscious might have rebelled against the idea of killing Wendell Holloway. It was hard to admit it out loud. She wasn't used to showing her emotions like that, or being vulnerable to anyone. "Because I knew you wouldn't treat me like that." Melissa whispered, knowing it was true when she said it. Of course he liked the blowjobs and enjoyed teasing her in the process, but he could have treated her a lot worse. he had so much power over her, and all things considered, he could have done a lot more with it than he actually did.
"Did you know?" Wendell quickly asked and looked surprised, and it made her smile slightly.
"Of course." Melissa said, looking down but knowing it couldn't hide her blush. "The whole school knows how much you could have gotten away with if you really wanted to, but no matter what Wilkinson says, you never abused your fame or your power." Melissa almost stopped talking there, but now that she started sharing her true thoughts and emotions, it was like she couldn't turn them off. "I think that's one of the reasons I've always had a crush on you before this year."
It was true; she had never considered admitting it, but even she hadn't been immune to Wendell Holloway's charm. Melissa looked up hesitantly, not knowing what she was going to find, and her stunned smile made her chest feel lighter than it had in years. Melissa Guzman finally tore down the facade and let someone in, and he wasn't rejecting her.
Wendell let out a squeal of surprise when Melissa suddenly gave her chest a shove, and he tumbled into one of the chairs that had been left behind in the classroom. "That was more effective than any of your half-assed assassination attempts." Wendell muttered, and Melissa giggled. He looked surprised, and so did she. Melissa didn't laugh, ever. What the hell had happened to her? This was just the beginning. Now that she'd let her guard down, she didn't want to stop.
"Melissa?" Wendell took a deep breath, watching her as she removed her robes and slid her panties down her legs. This was a first for them; she had sucked his cock every day for months, but he had never seen her naked.
"Thank you for not taking the chance to take my virginity earlier, but I don't want to hold back any longer." Melissa said, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them up her legs. "I want to do this now, on my time and on my terms. I don't want magic to force us to have sex for the first time. I want to do it of my own free will. Right here and now."
"If you're sure," Wendell said.Her excitement was obvious even before she took off her boxers and his hard cock came out to greet her.
"I'm pretty sure." said Melissa. After casting a quick spell on herself to make sure there was no risk of Wendell getting her pregnant tonight, she climbed into his lap and rubbed herself slowly against his cock. There was no real need for any kind of foreplay. He was hard before she took anything out, her body reacting to the anticipation that she was about to suck his cock, like she always did when the two of them were alone. And she was excited too. Honestly, she had been getting turned on while sucking him for weeks, but now she could finally not only acknowledge her excitement, but hug her.
Melissa was so afraid to have control taken away from her; of being forced to do whatever her future husband demanded of her without her thoughts or desires being considered. Ironically, this contract got her to this point; for this man, and at this moment. Her virginity was not being taken from her, but rather freely abandoned by her own choice, and that thought was more powerful than Melissa could have expected. When she lifted her hips above him and sank down, driving his cock into her pussy, Melissa felt like she was doing what she was supposed to be doing, who she was supposed to be with.
"Holy shit, you're so tight." Wendell moaned.
Melissa smiled at Wendell, knowing this was a compliment, that she felt good for him. She wasn't sure how much experience he had before she showed up, but he obviously did more than she did, at least. She was happy to know he felt good inside her. Although she had become a real expert at giving blowjobs over the past few months, she was starting all over again when it came to real sex. Even though her hymen had been taken care of years ago, pureblood witches had solved this problem over a hundred years ago, there was still some discomfort that came from having a cock inside her for the first time. And that was doubly true since it was this big fat cock. Although Melissa had never taken an actual measurement of him, she could hazard a reasonable guess as to his size, and based on what she'd read, she knew Wendell was well above average in length and width. There was some awkwardness there, some starts and stops as she moved her hips up and down and side to side experimentally, getting used to it and discovering what she was capable of right now. She would get better with practice, she knew, and she would make sure Wendell gave her plenty from now on.
Melissa didn't really push Wendell into a moaning orgasm as fast as she could with her mouth now; it would be some time before she got close to that level. But her lack of skill and experience did not humiliate her like her first oral efforts. She knew she would get there eventually, and in the meantime she would enjoy being in this moment of her own choosing. Maybe she wasn't riding Wendell with a consistent pace or skill, but the rise and fall of her body and the way she moved in his lap seemed good enough to make him happy if the smile on her face was anything to do with go by. He held her by the ass and whispered encouragement to her as she moved her body, trying different moves and angles to see what felt good and what seemed to make him happiest. Her silent praise didn't stop her from hearing the scrape of the chair below them, or her own gasps of pleasure as the discomfort of the initial penetration faded and she began to enjoy the feel of his cock sliding inside her once virgin body. She always used to despise Anneth, Lisa and the rest when they talked about how much they enjoyed sex, but now she understood. She might have regretted waiting so long if she hadn't known she was made for this, for him. Giving Wendell Holloway his first time was worth the wait, even if they did it in a very peculiar way.
Melissa was completely unprepared for her climax and when he came, it hit her like a tidal wave. She moaned and looked at Wendell in shock as pleasure washed over her body, and he smiled and pulled her head down for a kiss. She clung to the lifeline he was offering, kissing him desperately and moaning into his mouth as she came from his cock. Wendell followed shortly thereafter, and when he tried to warn her that he was about to come, she silenced him with a kiss. She has taken his sperm in her face and down her throat too many times to count so far. Now she wanted inside his pussy, and she wouldn't leave his lap until she got it. He growled against her lips as her cock twitched and his seed spread inside her, and Melissa rocked her hips and rocked against him until she finally finished. Her lips finally parted and they looked into each other's eyes, panting, but she remained in her lap. She had no desire to pull her cock out of her body yet, and he didn't seem to mind.
"So I was okay for the first time?" Melissa asked, tracing her chest with her fingertips. He shivered under her fingers as he laughed.
"You were brilliant from where I am dear." Wendell said. "Meaning where I'm sitting I guess."
"I'm happy." said Melissa. "It was wonderful for me too." Wendell smiled and stroked the smooth skin of her back. "But if my daily oral responsibilities are any indication, I'll get much better, as long as I have plenty of chance to work on my technique. Will you help me with that, Wendell? You'll make sure I know exactly how to please you in the when we get married?"
Wendell's green eyes gleamed with determination. "Try to stop me, dear."
~xXx~
"You look simply stunning, Lady Holloway."
Melissa smiled at her husband as he slowly pulled her lacy white panties off her body. They were carefully folded and placed on the chair in the same pile that contained her matching bra, as well as the rest of the white ensemble she had worn for the wedding ceremony earlier in the day. He methodically undressed her, piece by piece, and now she was standing before him in only her white socks.
"You don't look too bad either, husband." Melissa said, casting another appreciative look at her nude body. She undressed him first, taking as long as he had just done, and although she had plenty of time to admire her strong body, she would never miss another chance to do so.
"Are we going to continue with the consummation?" he asked. "We got pretty good at it, I think.
"I agree." Melissa said happily.
They kept their promise to practice a lot. Not a day went by in the rest of their senior year that they didn't get a chance to fuck. He was often rushed and fast, squeezed in between his other responsibilities. But that wouldn't be the case this time. They had all night, and they were going to take their time.
Wendell carried her to the bed, but instead of going straight for penetration, he settled between her legs and used her mouth on her. This was a more recent addition to their routine, only added after the first fuck, but she quickly began to appreciate what her husband could do with his mouth. He dealt with her once more, taking his sweet time to please her. He started with teasing little licks and kisses along her thighs before slowly working his way up to place his tongue where she really wanted it. She was sobbing and gasping with need when he actually slipped a finger inside her pussy to curl up against her G-spot and put his snake tongue skills to fantastic use on her clit. Melissa moaned, tangled her hands in the black hair he'd worked hard to tame during the day and arched her hips off the bed as she experienced her first orgasm as a married woman.
"Well that was fun." Wendell said, pulling his head from between her legs and licking the taste of her lips. "I believe we should also do something more on our first night as husband and wife."
Melissa smiled, shifted her body and spread her legs. "Come to me." Melissa said, waving her finger at him. "Make love to me, husband."
Wendell placed one hand on her hip while the other guided his cock to her entrance, and he carefully slid it inside her. He kept up that slow, deliberate movement once the sex actually started. He wasn't doing this for fear of hurting her or pushing her harder than she could bear. They had sex so often that there was nothing he could do to make her not ready. He picked her up and fucked her in the shower, fucked her inside a tight broom closet and took her against a tree in the Forbidden Forest, and she loved it all. He wasn't slowing down out of concern for her, but because they wanted to have time and enjoy their first night together as husband and wife.
Her husband had fucked her many times, but slow, sweet lovemaking was much rarer. Melissa rejoiced at this, loving the firm, precise, methodical way he thrust his cock deep inside her and then pulled her hips back. There was no urgency in her movements this time; there were no frantic jerks so he could try to get out before they had to go to the next class, and no quick, firm pressure of his thumb on her clit to get her there on time either. He took her slowly, making her feel each thrust of her cock and giving him plenty of time to explore her shaped body with his hands.
It was fascinating to Melissa how quickly some days came and went, ending in the blink of an eye, with nothing to distinguish them from anyone else. She'd sucked his cock at Bella Noche so many times that a lot of them got mixed up, and she was sure there were some really fun fucks she'd already forgotten. But she knew she would remember every moment of this night. She would remember his every move of his hips. She would remember how he lowered his head to suckle her breast and gently lick her nipple. She would remember his hands sliding down her sides to rub her legs through her socks. She would remember running her hands through his hair, finishing what she had started while he licked her and ruining all the work Hermione had done to keep him locked up for a change. She would remember wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning in her ear as he took her to her second climax of the night, as well as the way he chased her and came inside her no more than a minute later. And she would also remember how he came out of her, grabbed her from behind and kissed her neck. Light, languid kisses eventually heated up, and it all inevitably caused him to get hard again and slide his cock back inside her for a second round. The second round, but far from the last.
Even with her much slower pace, Melissa had never been as tired as when Wendell came inside her one last time, only after making sure she herself would have a final climax, of course, and pulling his cock out of her for good. . Her body was drenched in sweat, she was panting and her muscles ached like they never hurt before. But one look at the smile on her equally sweaty and exhausted husband's face reminded her that it had been worth it. Not a word was said; they didn't need to be. They expressed everything they needed in the past few hours, making love in as many positions as they could think of. Wendell fell onto his back and held his arms out to her in silent invitation, and she moved and pressed against her body as fast as her tired body would allow. Even after so many hours together, there was still no place she'd rather be than in her husband's arms. Melissa snuggled up next to Wendell and rested her head on her chest, smiling as she felt her arms tighten around her and hold her closer. She was glad he was just as happy to have her in his arms as she was to be there.
Of all the results Melissa imagined for herself when the contract was handed to her, she couldn't have imagined this one. In her own mind, she believed the only option was to kill him, unless she wanted to be tied to a life of subservience like her mother. Her subconscious knew better; she ensured that none of her attempts had any hope of success. Somewhere deep inside, she knew that Wendell Holloway was the one for her, and even during her tumultuous beginnings, her awareness didn't let her screw it up. She stopped raging at her fate and cursed her own failures to not only accept but feel fortunate for the turn her life had taken. The previous Lord Guzman had unwittingly done her a great favor when she linked her fate to that of Wendell Holloway.
For the first time in her life, she could admit that her annoying sister was right about something. Though she, of course, wouldn't give Astoria the satisfaction of admitting it out loud.