St. Olga's School for Wayward Princesses had originally been a destination of horror and dread for any child of royalty who happened to be just a little too open about their desire to behave in a way that could be perceived as free willed or rebellious. Infractions great and small could result in a child's parents sending their children off to the foreboding building to "straighten out" their heirs. Usually not wanting to bother with attempting such a process on their own. Behind the scenes the school used all of the methods the princesses themselves had conjured up in their nightmares. Jack booted robotic guards, aggressive teaching curriculum and for those that warranted it, outright brain washing tactics with a little bit of torture included. The failures were quietly disposed of and used as a source of energy to feed the headmistress, Heinous. Meaning there was never a "failure" that ever left St. Olga's.

In the present however things were very different. Heinous had been driven out of the building and the guards that had once patrolled the hallways had been dismantled and recycled. The very princesses that had been kept there were now the ones running the school, studying the things they wanted to learn and forming a new network of independence with this place as their stronghold. While there were bumps in the road the girls surprisingly held the place together. Living their daily lives among their friends and now able to contact their families, freely to stay and go as they chose. A dedicated few holding the line to make sure there was a place for the wayward princesses to return to. A most unique one at their door today counting on that feeling of inclusion.

Knocking on the large wooden doors of the entrance with the iron ring knocker, the visitor stepped back and awaited someone to answer. A considerable amount of time passed before a girl with a fish-like face answered. "Hello? Are you the pizza guy?"

"Not exactly." The boy in the red hoodie said. "But I can cover paying for some pizzas if you guys don't mind letting me hang out tonight?"

"Uhhh… well, I don't really mind it but it's sort of a 'princesses only' sort of place at these hours." The fish princess said, staring at him curiously. "You look kind of familiar. You visited here before?"

"You could say that. I know I'm not dressed the part but last time I was here you said I was still a princess to all of you." He held up his phone to show a picture of Princess Turdina, the princess in the pink dress with the long brown ponytail that had inspired the revolution that freed the girls from their bondage. The Fish Princess looked between the picture and the boy in front of her before realizing the similarity.

"Wait… You're Princess Marco Turdina!?"

"In the hoodie." Marco said proudly.

"Come in, please come in! You're always welcome here." She insisted, Marco following her into the large foyer of the school. The last time he'd been in this area was during the introduction period to the prison-like school during the infiltration he and Star had performed to rescue Ponyhead. Now with the lights turned all the way up the place was much more inviting. "Hey Patty! Get out here, we've got a visitor!" She called out, Marco looking down the different hallways to see there were a few girls walking between rooms but many fewer than he had expected.

"Who the heck would come at this time of night?" A girl's voice called back with an annoyed tone. Walking into the foyer as well was a girl Marco somewhat remembered in passing. She had long platinum blonde hair not unlike Star's straight golden locks, but hers was fluffy and spread out all around her not unlike Kelly's hair. Though she was considerably different from both of them in that she had a long, somewhat pointed nose and an additional set of arms that were sprouting from her torso. That wasn't the only thing that stood out as unlike the princess that had answered the door, Princess Arms was wearing a white one piece swimsuit with a towel wrapped around her waist. "Wait a minute… don't I know you?"

"It's Princess Marco!" The Fish Princess announced proudly. "Just without his hair and dress."

"Princess Marco! Oh my gosh! I didn't even realize you were coming over!" She said in surprise, all four hands hitting her cheeks.

"This was kind of a surprise visit for me too. I was wondering if it's okay if I hung out with you guys for the night?"

"Of course! Why you practically gave us the school in the first place. Please, come in! We're just enjoying the pool." Princess Arms said proudly, Fish Princess letting Marco know she'd try to find him something to wear for the pool party as he followed after his guide.

"I don't remember this place having a pool." Marco said, looking around the hallways to see certain areas had been cleared of paintings, posters and furniture. "Looks like you've done a lot of remodeling."

"Well no one wanted those old headmistress pictures up or the stuffy antiques. So we took those and sold them." Princess Arms said proudly. "Anything else we smashed up and tossed out. Made a pretty neat bonfire out of it too. I don't like to boast but as the new headmistress I've gotten quite a lot done here reforming the place." She bragged, her lower arms resting on her hips and her top pair crossed across her chest.

"It is really impressive." Marco admitted, the two soon after joined again by the Fish Princess who was running up to them.

"Princess Turdina! I found some swim trunks I think you'll like." She said, handing the blue swim trunks over to him. "One of the princes from the other schools left them when they visited but I don't think they'll mind." She said with a sly smile.

"What are you doing giving Princess Turdina boys' trunks for? Marco is a princess!" Princess Arms said, sounding offended on his behalf.

"Well… yeah, but he's also a boy, isn't he?" Fish Princess asked in reply. Princess Arms eyes opening wide with realization at her mistake.

"Oh my gosh, you are a boy! I completely forgot!" Princess Arms said, blushing at the mistake. "I'm so sorry I spoke up like that. I just… sort of forgot because when I think of you I think of you as another Princess and that's-" She apologized but no one seemed upset at her.

"It's okay." Marco began, looking the trunks over. "I mean I didn't really explain it to most of you until a long time after the fact so that's mostly my fault. Is there a bathroom I can use to change?" He asked and was directed to a nearby one that he could enter. After going inside he took the time to get himself together, Marco put on the borrowed trunks and looked in the full length mirror that was set up in the spacious room. "Huh… y'know, I am the only boy in this whole place, aren't I?" Hoping that didn't actually become a problem, he exited the bathroom to find his two hostesses waiting for him. "Oh yeah, I promised you something when I walked in." Reaching into the pocket on the trunks he'd been lent, Marco handed a stack of cash to the Fish Princess. "I said I'd buy pizzas if you let me hang out."

"Really!? Great! I'm gonna put in an order right now!" Fish Princess said happily, running down the hall with Princess Arms calling after her that she wanted a vegetarian one for herself. With that business settled she led him outside to where the pool was, Marco noting it wasn't a traditional pool like he expected. In actuality it looked like a part of the ground itself had been cracked and split open in various places, making for an oddly shaped hole that happened to be filled with water. It also appeared to be steaming in the night air suggesting there was some underground heat source keeping it warm.

"Everyone, can I get your attention please!?" Princess Arms called out, causing all the unique girls to turn towards her. "Princess Marco Turdina has come to visit us for the night. So I want everyone to be polite and treat him with respect while he's here to have some fun." She commanded, Marco waving shyly noting all of the eyes falling on his mostly exposed body. While they were talking a tiny pixie with a crown floated over to Princess Arms.

"Hey boss." The pixie began. "Princess Minotaur was using the projection room again to watch movies and I think she accidentally turned on the whole brain washing thing. I heard they were having trouble getting her out of it."

"Again?" Princess Arms complained. "We all have our phones, I don't see why she can't just watch her shows on there." Letting out an annoyed grunt she turned to Marco and put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Princess Turdina, I've got headmistress duties to attend to. I hope you'll be alright here."

"Of course, and you can just call me Marco. No need for the formality."

"Marco… sure, yeah, I'd like that. You can call me Patty." She said, sounding a little flustered at the offer to be more familiar with him before departing to go take care of her responsibilities. Leaving him alone to make due with the pool party and the girls around him. As he scanned the area surrounding the pool he noted it was mostly flat, rocky surface of the ground itself. With a few towels and chairs that had been brought outside for them to sit. There was even a couch some of the girls were relaxing on. He also noted there were a lot of eyes on him and was starting to wonder if this visit might have been a mistake.

"So you finally came baaaack." A voice spoke up with an unusual accent on the "baaaa" in back. Marco noticing the girl approaching him.

"Yeah, it's been a while. Sorry if it felt like I left too abruptly before."

"It's okay, a lot of the princesses here come and go these days. I'm Princess Ram." She introduced herself. The girl looking very similar to the human appearance Marco was used to, aside from the horns protruding from her head and the soft, white fluffy hair that reminded him of sheep wool. Her swimsuit also carried this theme, wearing a two piece bikini that seemed to also be made of the same white wool as her hair. "Though many aren't quite as… dashing looking when they return."

"Heh, well, I guess when I first showed up I wasn't exactly the same as most of you."

"Sure aren't." Princess Ram commented, stepping a little closer to Marco. Taking his hand she pulled him a little closer by the arm, letting it brush up against her bikini top to feel how soft it was. "You know I hear a lot of males in other dimensions think of sheep during their 'formative' years when they're experimenting. I can tell you that I know I can keep as quiet as a lamb and I like the taste of wild oats just as much." She said with a grin and a wink, much more forceful in her flirting than Marco was accustomed to with just about any girl he'd met. "I'm pretty handy to cuddle with in bed too. Only need to count on this sheep once."

"Actually I was thinking maybe uh… I might go for a swim while I'm here. Did you want to join me?" He asked and Princess Ram froze up when she looked at the water.

"Oh uh… no thanks. My hair and um… my bikini doesn't do well in the water."

"You have a bikini but you don't swim in it?" Marco asked, confused.

"Just because I don't swim doesn't mean I caaaan't look cute." She said, letting out another animal like bleat as she talked. Marco agreed he'd catch up with her later on then and made his way into the water, letting out a sigh as it covered him. That situation had been more than a bit uncomfortable. Not that she wasn't attractive, for a sheep girl that is, but he just didn't know how to keep up with how fast she was moving. The escape had been welcomed. Looking around some of the other princesses were still watching him from a distance and Marco sunk into the water, feeling uncomfortable with the eyes on him. Nearby an alligator shaped inflatable raft drifted by and he reached out for it, looking for something to use as a kind of shield from the stares he was getting.

He didn't expect the raft to suddenly come to life when he touched it, turning on him and tackling him under the water. Marco didn't even have a second to release his scream of surprise as he was pulled beneath the surface. Thankfully though two hands grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him back up for air just as fast.

"Whoops, sorry about that!" The lizard-like girl said in a cheerful voice. Marco now noticed that what he'd mistake for an alligator shaped pool toy was in fact a person. "Hey, aren't you Princess Turdina!?"

"Yeah… that's… that's me…" Marco sputtered out as he was coughing up water.

"Oh wow! It's nice to meet you! I'm Princess Reptilian." She said, offering her hand that Marco shook to be polite, even if a second ago she nearly drowned him. "Didn't mean to attack you. I was just enjoying the water and when I felt a hand touch me my instincts kicked in."

"That's okay, I probably should have checked where my hands were going before I just reached out." He said. "Though I didn't even think you were alive. You were so still when you were floating."

"Yep! I pretend to be a log and then I can get the jump on all sorts of people. My parents hated it, I'd use it to surprise anyone I got the chance to. Also sometimes to catch lunch." She explained, Marco noticing the sharp teeth in her mouth when she smiled. She was a bit shorter than some of the other girls. He could see her hips were wider too and she had a thick lizard like tail. Wearing a form fitted yellow bikini that complimented her green scales. "Are you staying with us long?"

"I actually don't know yet." Marco explained. "I was just visiting for the night and wanted to hang out with everyone for a while."

"Well that's great, you're always welcome to stay with us." She expressed happily. Floating a little closer to him. "Say if you want we can go into the deeper end of the pool. If you can't swim you can just hold on to me if you like." Turning around she backed up into him, Marco feeling her tail slide between his legs. Her hands grabbing his and pulling them around to hold her by the stomach.

"Uh… isn't this a little… forward?" Marco asked, noting interestingly her skin didn't feel unpleasant to touch at all.

"Why? We're just a pair of princesses." She said, Marco wondering how innocent she actually was with that cute voice of hers. "Okay, hold on, here we go!"

"Wait, what are we-?" Marco didn't finish as she quickly drug him under the water, using her legs and tail to kick them through the deeper parts of the pool swiftly while pulling him along. Despite the sudden shock Marco found it was actually pretty fun to move so quickly through the water, finding he was enjoying himself. She swam so fast it was like riding on an underwater jetski. Until eventually she surfaced so he had a chance to catch some air. Gasping and pulling it back into his lungs. "That... was... really... really... cool!" He said, the princess giggling over his response.

"When you catch your breath we can go again." She offered, Marco taking a moment to do just that and eventually assuring her he was ready to endure another run. "Okay, let's just make sure you get a good hold on me." Taking his hands again she laid them over her chest directly. Marco was able to feel the small mounds of her breasts underneath and what was unmistakably her pert nipples pushing against his palms.

"Uh... should I be-?"

"Here we go!" She shouted, pulling him under again as she swam. Marco's fingers gripping to hold on for dear life as she sped through the water with ease. While they still dashed at great speeds through the deep, on their way back up she suddenly pulled his hands off her chest and turned around in the water. Giving him a tight hug and pulling him back up to the surface with her. As they broke through the water and Marco caught the air back in his lungs she kept the hug on his chest, giggling at him. "You make a cute face when you're desperately trying to breath."

"Thank you?" Marco said, noting that her arms had not released his body yet. "That was one heck of a swim. Don't think I've ever had one like that before.

"I'll be glad to take you as many times as you want." She offered, smiling up at him with those sharp teeth.

"Actually I think I might wait a little bit before I go on another dive if that's alright?" He asked, feeling how sharp her claws were as they gently laid on his back.

"Sure thing, I'll be right in here." She said, releasing him so he could float away. "The water's always fine to jump into with me around." With a wink she descended back under the surface, Marco swimming towards the edge and pulling himself out, rolling over onto his back. The relaxing swim had been a bit more than he bargained for but he couldn't say it wasn't fun. As he let the water drip off his body a towel was suddenly dropped over his face. Marco removed it to find a girl with purple hair and chocolate colored skin laying beside him in what was an exaggerated pin-up girl style pose. A teal one piece swimsuit on her body.

"Hark, thy chiseled form shall be kept dry and mind kept quiet as I towel you. This cloth collects the water on your skin like glistening rain drops falling from an exquisite marble statue!" She declared, Marco having no idea what she was saying but noting that her hand was actually rubbing the towel on his stomach and making its way lower down his body. His instincts kicked in that this was not a good way to be seen publicly and he rolled forward and up on to his feet.

"That's okay! Really! Thanks a bunch but uh... I'm capable of toweling myself off." Marco insisted, even if he didn't have the towel any longer.

"Of course, how foolish of me to assume such a thing!" Dramatically she rose up to her feet and spun the towel around herself like a cape, eventually falling to one knee before him and presenting it somehow folded neatly in her hands.

"Wow."

"For you, my princess."

"Th-thanks." Marco said, taking the towel and using it to dry his hair off. "So I guess you know I'm Marco-"

"Princess Turdina!" She shouted again, grabbing hold of his hand and taking it in both of hers. "Allow me to introduce myself! I am Princess Gwendolyn. Soon to be a shining star of stage and screen."

"Oh, really!? So like, you do performances?"

"Alas... my family didn't share my unbridled passion for the arts. A waste of time they called it. Philistines, the both of them." Gwendolyn seemed to break character for a moment as the bitterness of that memory shined through. "Though it did not break my spirit! I persevered, and now here at St. Olga's I am the star attraction of our theater division!"

"That's pretty neat. How many other performers are there?"

"Well there's me of course... and... that's about it right now." Gwendolyn admitted. "However I am always looking to expand our cast." Standing up she pulled Marco's arm and flung him past her, then pulled him back into her embrace as she dipped him and got nose to nose. "I do believe with you as a co-star, Princess Turdina, our performances would be outstanding. Perhaps shining brighter than the stars themselves! What do you say?"

"Well... you know... I've never really acted..."

"The body can say a lot without a single word. With my direction I can show you all sorts of ways to... express yourself." Gwendolyn insisted, Marco swallowing a lump in his throat and feeling light headed as she leaned in close to him. Nearly into a kiss.

"Gwendolyn!" Princess Arms suddenly shouted, Gwendolyn accidentally dropping Marco on the ground in her panic. "Just what are you doing with our guest!?" Pushing her aside Princess Arms walked up to Marco and helped him to his feet. "I'm so sorry Princess Turdina. Princess Gwendolyn can be a little... passionate about her craft at times. Maybe you should go cool off with a swim."

"Hmph." Gwendolyn scoffed, but gave a wink to Marco. "I'll see you on the stage, co-star." She said, turning around to show off that the backside of her swimsuit was really just small strings that showed off her back and behind very clearly. A look she was proud of as she swayed her hips on the stroll away from them. Marco had to catch himself from staring as he shook his head.

"Sorry to leave you alone like that. Turns out Princess Minotaur was just fine after all, no one was in the projector room at all. When I get my hands on that lying pixie..."

"Who are you calling a liar!?" A small voice shouted from below them, their eyes both landing on Marco's swim trunks. "I mean... clothing noises?"

"You better be in his pocket!" Arms shouted at Marco's trunks, to which he let her know that from what he was feeling, she was a lot deeper inside than that. "I... apologize for this Princess Turdina..." Taking his towel from him she made a little screen to block the eyes all around them with her top two arms as she used the lower pair to pull open his trunks and reach a hand inside. Both of them looking away and blushing terribly. "Got her!"

"No... no, you got me." Marco corrected. Princess Arms groaning in embarrassment and reaching around inside again.

"Now I've got her!"

"No that's uh... that's me again. Just a different part." Marco said.

"This is actually kinda hot to watch." Pixie Princess commented, her voice being her undoing as Princess Arms grabbed hold of her and yanked her out of his trunks. Marching away with her while Marco retreated from all the eyes around the pool watching him back into the building. Taking a second to catch his breath he was later joined by Princess Arms who looked humiliated.

"Princess Turdina I am so so SO sorry about that! I never meant to-"

"It's okay, Patty. Really. You didn't do anything wrong." Marco said, feeling a little calmer now that he was inside.

"Thank you for that. I just felt bad that she'd misbehave that much. I mean I know we're all 'wayward princesses' or whatever but there's still such a thing as respect."

"True, but you came to my rescue and I appreciate that." Marco said, making her feel less uncomfortable about all of this. "Honestly it wasn't just her."

"Yeah, well... I guess I can understand how they all feel. I mean when it comes down to it you're the only actual boy here right now. Even if you are a fellow princess. So the girls can get a little bit more 'familiar' when there's only one to go around."

"I thought you guys had princes visit?"

"Sometimes. But it doesn't always go that well and not everyone is comfortable with expressing themselves so strongly." Arms continued. "We've had more than a few of the girls find alternative ways to entertain themselves, sometimes with each other." That picture she painted into his mind did very little to help calm the excitement Marco had felt from earlier after being so close to that many girls.

"Oh… uh… wow. I guess though that kind of makes sense. And as the headmistress that's okay with you?"

"Marco I have four hands and soft skin. I'm one of the most popular girls to turn to for this sort of thing. If it calms them down and gets them to not destroy the place it's just what you do." She explained. "Look we don't have to go into all of this out here in the open. Did you want a space to just relax for a second?"

"Sure thing. Getting some time to cool off might help everyone." He agreed, Princess Arms leading him through the halls and past the gaze of multiple other girls that all greeted him happily as they walked. Until they came to the headmistress office which had a look of being both completely wrecked and slightly organized. As if she was making the best of it in the condition it was in.

"Take any seat you want." Patty offered, Marco looking between the three guest chairs and noting one was torn up to shreds, the other charred as if it had been used for a campfire recently, and the last one just simply dirty. He went with number three. Princess Arms herself sitting behind the desk. "So I hope this question doesn't feel off putting but I've been curious about something. Why did you decide to visit us at all? We don't usually see you around here."

"Right to the point, huh?" Marco asked, feeling more exposed now than back in the pool.

"That wasn't a joke about my nose was it?" Patty scowled.

"No no! Not at all! Actually I'm here because… I sort of wanted to escape my life for a little bit."

"Escape? But… you're Princess Turdina! Don't you go on adventures every day and battle against oppression?"

"Sort of but it's not what you're picturing." He explained. "We've talked about this before but as you know I'm really just Marco. Marco Diaz. Princess Turdina is a symbol of freedom. Marco is just… some dumb guy. Like really, I've messed up a lot. Not only that I pushed a lot of people away from me that were close. My old girlfriend back on Earth, my Break-up Buddy, the girl I spent years with in the Neverzone, and even the princess who made me Turdina in the first place."

"Princess Ponyhead?"

"No. Not her. Never her." Marco said with a small tinge of dread. "Star Butterfly."

"Oh, you and Star are-"

"We're not, actually. And that's the problem." Marco admitted. "So I just disappeared from my old life for a while."

"So… after having a bunch of trouble with girls you broke up with, you came to a place full of girls that love you where you're the only boy and they see you as an idol?" Princess Arms said, deconstructing the events he'd laid out to her.

"Huh. When you lay it out completely like that, I kind of sound like a creep." Marco said, thinking things over more seriously now than when he had shown up. "Maybe I should leave… this might have been another mistake."

"Wait a second." Patty said, stepping up from behind the desk. "I wasn't trying to insinuate anything bad about you. It just seems like you're running away from a lot. And maybe… I dunno, you saw us as a safe spot?" She offered.

"You're probably right. I didn't think for a second you all would turn me away. Knowing full well I'd be the only guy here." Marco said. "Maybe somewhere deep down I was thinking about how I could take advantage of the situation?" Looking down he felt the reasons he'd come here in the first place starting to catch up with him. He'd retreated from his life to come here and do what exactly? The same things he was doing out there that made him retreat in the first place? It was a hard pill to swallow as he was trying to make sense of his own motives when at a low point. As he was trying to get his mind around this a hand fell on top of his own. Looking up he saw Princess Arms had come to be closer to him.

"Listen, Princess Turdina… Marco. I'm not asking you to leave. I know that to a lot of the girls here you're someone they look up to. I think having you around would really lift their spirits. We're doing our best but it's not always as good as things look." She mentioned, Marco noting the still glowing embers in the seat of the chair next to him on its charred remains as she said it. "So believe me when I say I'm not asking you to leave."

"I actually appreciate that a lot, Patty." Marco said, feeling his spirits pick back up. The feeling of comfort he'd had when he first arrived returning bit by bit.

"And well… you know, I was thinking… seeing as how I've helped some other princesses in the past with their stress, just a few of them mind you, I might be able to help you too?" Princess Arms offered, Marco looking at her confused.

"Help me with what exactly?"

"You know… that." She pointed down with one of her hands at Marco's lap, the erection poking up against it looking even more apparent now than it had before. Marco crossed his legs quickly in a desperate attempt to hide it.

"Um… well, I mean I dunno if that's the right thing to do?" Marco suggested. "I'm a little different from the other princesses here."

"We're all a little different from each other. This isn't so different that I can't help. Besides it's better to let it out than hold it in I find. Think of me as a 'Practice Partner', instead of a 'Break-up Buddy' like you had with that other girl." She suggested, Marco guessing that was just as reasonable as anything else as he uncrossed his legs and let Princess Arms pull his swim trunks away from him. Eyes growing wide when he was sitting naked in front of her now and his erection stood up. "Oh! Wow, um… you're really happy to see me, huh?"

"I promise this wasn't my intention for coming here…" Marco grumbled, Patty using her lower set of hands to spread his legs apart so she could kneel in front of him. Getting closer and wrapping her right hand around his cock. Feeling it twitch from the touch.

"That's a little sensitive?" She asked, sounding more excited as she began to gently stroke it. The feeling of her palms making Marco lean back as he enjoyed the slow pumping of her fingers around him. He had to admit she had been telling the truth as she was both good at this and had very soft hands. "Maybe this just needs… more than one." She said, her other hand moving forward now and cupping Marco's balls. Gently rubbing them as her right hand kept working him slowly.

"This is really… really good." Marco groaned, having been pent up from all the girls at the pool hitting on him but still wanting to make this last if he could.

"I can make it even better still." She said, licking her lips as she moved forward. Leaning into his lap and opening her mouth to take his cock into her lips. Leaning her head down she didn't work her mouth over him. Instead holding the head of his shaft in her lips and letting her tongue coat him in her saliva. Spreading it with her fingers and using it to help her stroke him that much faster.

"That's… nice!" Marco moaned, looking down to see that she had used her lower pair of hands to pull at a space in her swimsuit and slip a hand inside to rub between her own legs while she serviced him. The view and the pleasure were getting to be more than he could endured. "Patty… I'm going to-"

"Mmm hmm!" She moaned around him, her fingers working that much more quickly to stroke and fondle him. It took only moments after she really got started that she felt his body release. His own hands leaving the arms of the chair and resting on her head as he let out a shout and came into her lips. Princess Arms never let go of her seal around his cock as she sucked at him, swallowing his seed dutifully until he had nothing more left to give. Pulling her head up with a deep blush, Marco stroked her long curly hair as she rested her hands on his lap.

"That was incredible!" Marco said, still breathing hard after his orgasm. "I've never felt a girl do all of that with just her hands before."

"Well I do take pride in my work." She said with a smile. "Also it's a little difficult to do any more than that with my mouth. Nose doesn't really let me dip that far down." She said, looking away self consciously about the length of it compared to his.

"I don't think you need to worry about it as long as you're able to do all of that." Marco said, feeling pretty great and enjoying that she smiled back at him.

"So… all empty now? You're still rock hard down here." She said, stroking him ever so slightly.

"Phew...yeah, I think I'm spent. It's just gonna stay that way for a while till I calm down."

"Well, if we're going to be Practice Partners and as long as we have this locked office to ourselves, there's no reason to not get a little more practice in while there's time." She said, standing up and quickly sliding her one piece swimsuit off her shoulders and farther down her body until she was completely naked as well. Marco admired her cute, petite figure with the small curve of her hips. Though he was taken off guard when she literally climbed on top of his lap, her top pair of arms gripping the back of the chair and her lower pair holding Marco's shoulders for support while she straddled her legs over him.

"Whoa! Hey! So uh..." Marco began, Patty stopping herself right as she was over top of him. "Listen, I'm not against this. Really, I'm very okay with all of it." He said, looking over her naked figure and the wet pussy hovering above his cock. "I just want to make sure you're okay with it too?"

"Marco I am usually doing my best to try and keep this place from burning to the ground while trying to not enforce many rules. I need this more than you can imagine." She explained, not waiting for him to agree as she used her lower pair of hands to let go of him so she could spread her pussy open and also hold his cock still. Dropping on his lap with no resistance as he slipped inside. "Oh yes! I needed this so badly!" She shouted, her top pair of hands squeezing the chair so hard the wood started to crack. Her hips moving up and down quickly as she rode him.

"That's… really… squeezing hard!" Marco groaned but it didn't stop her for a second, Princess Arms using her lower pair to pull him into a hard hug against her chest. Her top pair of hands letting the chair go and rubbing his hair and she moaned louder.

"Finally, a real boy! A real cock! I needed this so much. Can't believe… can't believe how good it feels!" She moaned, Marco could hear that the chair was creaking not just from the weight of two people but the strength of her hip drops down onto the seat. Since she was already keeping him held against her chest, Marco found her breasts with his mouth and had no trouble in taking her left nipple into his lips to suck at it. "Good boy, give the headmistress what she instructs you to." She said through her teeth, lower arms holding Marco by the torso squeezing harder.

"You're… a lot rougher… than I expected." Marco wheezed against her breast. The squeezing of his chest and the pressure on his lap taking a lot out of him.

"A headmistress needs to discipline wayward princesses and naughty boys alike." Her higher pair of hands tilted his head to look up at her, her expression having changed from the concerned and worried girl she had been before to one that was hungry and confident. "And you just happen to be both." She said, dropping her hips down onto his lap and grinding against him. Marco could feel just how wet she was and wondered how long she'd been holding back. Since she seemed to be having so much fun his hands found their way around to her ass and he gave her a little spank as he gripped on. "Oh! Mmm... so you want to play a game of Patty Cake with me, do you?"

"I... what?"

"Let's clap!" She shouted, her lower arms gripping his biceps firmly and upper arms holding the back of the chair by its sides. Using all her focus and muscles to lift her hips up and drop down on him hard repeatedly. Marco's hands gripped on to her ass now just to keep hold of her as he was worried they'd both fall off the chair like this. "Oh... C'mon, you bad boy. Make me feel good. Show the headmistress what you've learned today." She groaned loudly, hips increasing in speed as she was pushing herself harder. Eventually dropping down so hard onto Marco's lap that the legs of the chair broke beneath them. As the furniture cracked and dropped them on the floor over the smashed remains, her top pair of hands came up to her mouth and covered it. Eyes closing as she shouted into her palms. Squeezing around Marco's cock as her climax finally hit her like she had been seeking.

Laying now on smashed pieces of chair underneath her, Marco could feel her hips shudder and push into him with her orgasm. His fingers still held on to her by the ass as it was the only solid thing left to grip. As the heat of the moment started to pass Marco let his hands release on her and rest on her thighs, looking up at the ceiling to catch his breath. "No one's ever... literally fucked me into the ground before." As if suddenly coming to realize what had happened she looked around herself to see the broken remains of the last "good" chair in the office.

"Oh, well, I guess I've been pent up for a long time." She said with an embarrassed laugh. "Are you okay?" To her question Marco just lifted his hand with a thumbs up, a little too tired to speak. "Great!" Leaning down she moved her legs to let herself cuddle against his chest, lower arms hugging him around his stomach and higher arms playing with his hair and rubbing his cheek. She made it a point to not let him slip out of her just yet. "Marco, having you visit has been one of the best things to happen to me since I got here."

"I'm happy... to hear that... Patty." Marco replied. "I'll just need a moment to make sure my legs still work."

"I can wait with you." She said happily, snuggling into him. "Oh uh... we should keep this whole thing a secret between us though. If the other girls found out we did this they might think I was abusing my position and we don't want that."

"Right. Don't want anyone thinking that the headmistress dominated me into submission." Marco said, thinking about how she had asked him into this room and abused his pelvis right through the chair who's pieces they were laying on top of. Still why not bask in this secret moment? Raising his own arms up he hugged around her body, petting her long curly hair and letting himself relax. This moment convinced him he should be allowed to enjoy his time here with them. After all he was a wayward princess in their eyes too.