PROLOGUE

THE ROOM WAS FILLED WITH MOANS AND GROANS OF DESIRE. Once, I thought I could only dream of this moment. I did not anticipate this could happen. I stood before the King of Grindelwald University. Begging… groveling and yearning for my touch. . .

"Eclaire… please…"

"Let me touch... you… please…"

"Come here, you faggot… I'm not done with you…"

I stared into his eyes as I sense lust, anger and desire emanating from his body. He was hopelessly bound to the bed. Not a single piece of garment on him. A magnum opus perfectly prepared for me. Mas umiinit ang aking pakiramdam dahil sa imahe ng kanyang nagpapawis ng mga katawan at ang knyang ari na sumasaludo sa aking presensya.

I walked towards the bed as his eyes follow my every movement. Just like how a tiger stalks its prey. I stood at the edge of the bed looking at him with a pleased smirk. I wore my school uniform with two of my shirt's buttons unbuttoned and as my pants was perfectly wrap my thighs; he began to drool by the mere sight of it.

As I slowly caressed his shoulders, his shaft hardened. He pathetically tried to bury his face onto my chest which I evaded quickly. Not only his yearns but as well as the others fueled me to the worst I can think of.

"You want a part of me…" with a wave of my hand, he floated a few feet from the bed. "… You want me to take these off, then, I suppose?" I slowly unbutton my shirt, revealing my scarred, pale body which was the result of my experiences under his reign. All the oppression and pain I felt… now, it's my turn.

I stood naked in front of the most powerful student. Feared, respected and earned the blind obedience of the university's cohort of one-sided bastard. Hmp! What scandal this might be? As I slowly touched myself, while looking at him, I felt uttermost pleasure as cum drips from his painfully hard, erected shaft. I laughed.

How does it feel like to be the puppet of the once controlled puppet?

Learn how little, innocent Eclaire made the king crumble…