Chapter 159 : Punishment

The elf’s eyes narrowed. Her grip on the blade tightened.

"Answer me," she said with authority in her voice. "Who are you? Or I will cut your throat."

Jax finally spoke in a mocking tone. "How can you forget me, miss? I am your master. Remember? We were playing a really beautiful and hardworking game. You were making me stronger."

She hissed. "Don’t test my patience. You are in my territory. Remember this. So, go on. Tell me who sent you here."

Jax feigned confusion. "I think I heard the same line before. Just a few hours ago? Where, where... oh yes! Your granddaughter. She threatened me with the same line."

He mimicked a girly tone. "’You are in my territory.’"

He took a step closer. "Oh my, maid. She is just like you."

"Don’t come near me," she commanded, voice steady. She wasn’t panicking. She was confident she could kill him. "I will kill you if you come closer. It will be my loss, as I won’t be able to retrieve information. So don’t make me do that."

She thought Jax was scared. He had stopped.

But then she saw him bowing. He grabbed the hourglass that had fallen from the bed.

He showed it to her. "See? I won. The time was over."

He added, "Looks like I can get my reward. So, are you sure, my maid, you will follow your master’s command now?"

"Stop the act," she said. "Tell me who sent you. And what have you done to my granddaughter?"

"Fine," Jax sighed. "I think we aren’t going to climax until I answer you. But my loyal and busty maid, one question at a time, okay?"

"First, who sent me? Well, those motherfuckers from the academy sent me here for some student assessment."

"Second question, what I did to your granddaughter? Ah, we played a threat-threat game. She threatened me, and I did the same. It happens between student and teacher. When the student is raised with arrogance."

She was puzzled. "Student? Teacher?"

He took the academy letter from his shirt pocket. He gave it to her. "Of course. We have a good student-teacher bond, you know."

She opened the letter. She saw his image and name: Professor Jax. Then she saw her granddaughter’s image in the student’s block.

She muttered, "What the fuck."

She saw the kingdom allotted—her kingdom. And at the end, the academy seal. She recognized it instantly. It was real.

She stared at him. A professor at this age?

It wasn’t some miracle; she had seen prodigies. But her mind refused to accept.

Connecting the dots, she knew it was real. Her granddaughter was coming. Her son had said that. It was for the mission.

"How did you get in here?" she demanded. "And why were you acting like a retard?"

Jax lied smoothly. "Well, I was just roaming around. Some guards came and kidnapped me. They were too prideful. They muttered something like, ’We got a human as well for that horny witch.’"

She wasn’t sure if he was lying and mocking, or if it was her son’s fault.

But then Jax said, "So, now can we continue where we left?"

She was cursing internally. But a jolt of pleasure hit her. Her exposed pussy was screaming at her, cursing her for stopping midway.

Going forward would be a maniac move.

After weighing the possibilities, and considering how good he was, she sighed. "I accept. But I want things in my way."

Jax bowed slightly. "Oh, great mother of the king. How can I not accept your request?"

She didn’t reply. She turned. The blade in her hand flashed. It cut through the straps of her maid uniform from her shoulders. The blade vanished just before the uniform fell.

She walked elegantly away from him.

Jax watched her naked body from behind. The curves of her back. With every step, her ass swayed.

She stopped. She took some clothes and began wearing them.

A moment later, she turned. She now wore a professor’s dress with glasses.

She wore a formal shirt, neatly pressed, with the top two buttons left open. A tie hung loose around her neck, worn for authority, not style. The shirt fit her well, tucked in properly.

Below was a high-waisted pencil skirt. The thigh-high stockings from before remained.

She looked at him. Then she moved towards him.

Jax was lost in dark thoughts. Of her bouncing on him. Of her dominating him.

But then she pushed him onto the bed. She said, "Jax. You bullied a girl. You threatened her. Now I will punish you." A hard smile played on her lips.

He surrendered, spreading his arms. "Punish me, Professor. I am the culprit. Punish me harder for my sins."

At that moment, her foot was already crushing his dick through the stocking.

He was enjoying the pain. Until—

"Aah! Professor, that’s my ball!"

She grinned. "Even better."

She removed his shirt. In the flow, her mouth moved toward his dick to suck it. But then she recalled her morals. Her character.

She had never sucked a man’s dick before. Call it her ego.

She didn’t do it now, either.

She pulled her skirt up. She took his dick inside her vagina.

They both felt the same instant sensation of pleasure. His dick reached the end of her cervix and rested there.

"Aah. Perfect."

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Then she started jumping on him.

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She was lost in pleasure.

Jax’s hands went to grab something. He tore apart her shirt, buttons flying. He shoved the tie aside and grabbed her tits.

She looked down at him, still bouncing. "Now you are harassing your professor. You need punishment."

She grabbed the whip from beside her and raised it to strike.

But then the door opened.

Jax and she both looked at the entrance.

They saw many figures.

Jax recognized all of them.

At the front was the King and the Queen. Behind them was the old man, Aldric, holding the human boy Jax had freed.

The King’s face went stark with shock after seeing her mother riding a human boy who shouldn’t supposed to be there.