I was certainly smarter than most gave him credit for.
If one couldn't be the smartest man in the room, pretend to be a fool.
I had spent over a decade in the political field, and he knew the universal truth to it. Anyone could be used, anyone could be discarded, even myself.
And so, he would seek out a way to make himself as invaluable as possible.
He knew he couldn't rely entirely on the support offered by the Order. He needed a few backup plans on his own if things went awry, and one of those plans was the golden dust he had found.
Apparently made by some foreign apothecary, he had given the man the resources to study and create his judgment. Once the man had developed the judge, and shared how to create it with him.
Leaving the greatest weapon in the entire world as his and his alone. A brainwashing judge that turned even the most aggressive and dominant souls into submissive, eager to please slaves, and always for the person they spent time with the most.
In other words, with the drug, I could brainwash anyone into becoming his and his alone. Its performance was even better than the same drug he used on King Oriana. That one reduced the affectee into a brain dead vegetable, but this?
This one would keep the victim's personality and skills intact, merely making them submit to me!
Of course, I knew that as many trump cards he had sounded great, the true greatness lay in when to use it. One could have the most powerful weapon in the kingdom, but if they didn't know how to use it, it would be useless...
I could have thrown it into the watery supply or at several farms to have an army of slaves, but quality over quantity.
One or two beautiful, powerful lovers eager to please me was better than a whole army of commoners...
Rose Oriana, his fiance. She was the one he wanted more than anything else, and he would have her.
I wasn't so naive that I would believe that such a stubborn princess would ever listen to me, or even from her own drooling, braindead father. Anyone with half a brain could tell that the king couldn't make independent decisions anymore, and that Rose didn't truly care to listen to the mighty me.
Rose was an independent thinker, a progressive woman who showed that women were just as strong and wise as men. The exact kind of woman he hated.
If I was to ever marry her, I had to get her fixed. Blackmail wasn't an option, but with this golden dust, I could rework her. Make her into a good and proper woman....
That led to a meeting between me and Rose Oriana.
She entered the room to find him enjoying a nice cup of tea, another cup laid out hot and ready on the other side of the table. She stared at him, before approaching, sitting down with him and holding the cup in her hands.
A cup that was coated with his secret weapon.
"Hello, Princess," he smiled, and she was polite enough to greet him in return.
"Lord."
"Thank you for coming tonight. I appreciate this chance for us just to talk." He sipped at his tea, and she did the same, drinking the poisoned nectar. He took a deep breath, hiding his elation with a kind smile and a silver tongue.
"We are betrothed to one another," she replied with a sigh.
The effects of the drug weren't instantaneous, but the more one consumed, the quicker and more effective the process...I simply had to be even of a smoother talker to keep her drinking.
He poured a bit more tea into her cup, before he began to speak. "I know you aren't happy with me." He gave her a sympathetic smile and she seemed surprised by his compassion. "I'm sorry. I wish we lived in a world where a woman could choose who she married, or even didn't have to marry anyone at all!"
He wanted to stab himself for uttering such rhetoric.
"That's very kind of you," Rose replied, a small smile on her face. "It is difficult."
"Especially regarding the state of your father, the King. His condition is... tragic." She took another sip of her tea, tasting the warm liquid, letting it slide down her throat and warm her veins...
He played the role of a weaker man for her, talking of the country, and the affairs around it. This went on for a few minutes as she listened to him talk, and as he did, he could see the drug slowly overwhelming her mind, easing her soul and letting his words sink deeper inside of her core.
"Your sympathy is... appreciated," Rose sighed, bringing a hand to her forehead. "I apologize for being so distant. I don't know what's wrong with me. Perhaps I'm just a bit under the weather...?"
"Well, I don't want to keep you. I suppose we should stop mincing words and get to the real reason I invited you here," he suggested. She simply nodded her head, slowly, finding her mind lost in a thick haze...
"It's about our engagement." Her eyes widened and she stared at her fiance, surprised about the topic. "It is unfair. Pushing you into a marriage with a man you barely know? It's wrong," he sighed, and she stared at him with an odd gleam in her eyes.
He knew what it was, though. Admiration. Trust. What a naive, little whore.
"You are truly so strong, so beautiful, so... independent. I'm truly impressed by your skills. Your spirit," he smiled, and Rose seemed touched by his kind words.
"T-thank you, ahh... Lord," she smiled. "That's kind of you."
He was getting close to delivering the final blow. He had to control himself. He took a deep breath, before he smiled at her. "I wanted to offer you something. A chance to cancel our engagement."
"R-really?"
Rose's eyes widened, and she seemed eager to accept the deal, even if it was with a devil. He smiled and wordlessly, he took out a bottle of red wine, pouring a cup for the two of them. Of course, this drink was also poisoned with an aphrodisiac.
He watched as she silently drank it down, before he continued with a sheepish smile.
"Yes. The thing is..." He paused, glancing down at his hands. He gave her a dramatic pause, before he smiled at her and showed his hand. "We should check if we're sexually compatible."
If she had the ability to make rational choices, Rose would have stabbed him for the suggestion.
Unfortunately for her, but lucky for him, the drug had overtaken her, consumed her, and left her all too willing to follow through with whatever he put forth.
The most she could muster was a blush on her face and a slight reluctance. "Ah... Um, I..." She bit her lower lip, before she nodded her head. "A-alright."
He grinned. Yes. Yes! It worked. He almost wanted to scream in joy, but he was able to hold his glee with a small nod of his head. "Alright." Time to take advantage of the situation.
"Um, y-you should know, I don't... I don't know how to... to be intimate," she muttered.
"Ah, then if you'd be okay with it, I can help. I can offer advice, if you'd like?" Rose blinked, before she glanced down at the ground, then at him again. Her head nodded back and forth, slowly, but deliberately.
She made her choice, and he would make her suffer for it. Suffer and feel pleasure she never imagined before.
"Well, it's probably etiquette for a woman to kneel before her man." Her man. Not just a. Hers. Rose nodded her head, standing up and moving closer, walking closer as he turned his chair so that it had more room.
She sank down to her knees before him, her black and white outfit clinging to her as she laid before him. He stared down at her as she lifted her head up to stare at the older man.
He stared at her honey-gold eyes, and her bright, blonde hair. He lifted up his hand and gently placed it down on her head, gently petting it. The gesture should have been humiliating for her. Yet Rose seemed almost happy with the affectionate gesture given to her, her cheeks slowly turning red as his fingers brushed against her head.
"You must serve me," he whispered, and her head nodded once more. "And if you don't like it... You can leave, but-"
"I have to try." She gulped, kneeling before his legs as she slowly slid her eyes down, away from his bearded face and staring at his crotch. She gasped quietly, staring at the slight bump he had under his pants.
Her lips parted, before closing. "Take it out."
She knew what he meant. She did not hesitate. She couldn't. She just had to do this so that she could call the wedding off...
Her hands undid his belt, and the top button. Then she took his zipper in hand, slowly undoing it... and his half hard cock came popping out, nearly smacking her. She gasped, breathing in the musk of the naked, bare cock.
The smell was so thick in the air, she could almost taste the smell on her tongue. She shuddered slightly, biting her lower lip as she felt her heart race and the thick aroma of his dick just... flow over her face.
The smell just wafted into her nose, carried with every breath through her body...
"Mmh... Mmh... Massive," she panted,
That single word brought a wide eager smile onto my face. His lips curled into an excited, almost manic grin as his fingers gently squeezed Rose's scalp. He lifted up his hand, taking a slow, deep breath as he watched her.
Her eyes were locked onto my cock, slowly sliding up and down the member, mentally measuring it. It was casting a shadow over her face as she leaned in closer, her lips almost kissing the hard, veiny shaft.
"Ahhh..."
"Why don't you start by kissing the head of my cock?" he smiled.
And she nodded her head again, before she glanced at the bulbous head of the dick. He expected a moment of resistance. A moment of hesitation...
But all she did was leaned forward and pressed her soft, plump lips against the head of the cock. She gave it a soft kiss, and I moaned in bliss as he felt those pillowy lips pressing against his shaft.
He almost couldn't believe it. Having a stubborn bitch such as Rose, giving her first kiss to his cock of all things, to his manhood, it proved that the path he was taking was the correct path. He had won. He didn't care what happened after this.
I had won. Princess Rose was giving the tip of his cock a big, wet kiss and it felt amazing....
"Do it. Suck on my cock. Choke on it..."
And once again, Rose obeyed.
Rose parted her lips, spreading them apart, before she leaned forward, wrapping her mouth around the head of the dick. She tasted his cock, the savory flesh, and she leaned her back, and then forward, tasting the hard member.
The flesh of a man. She moved her head down, and she grinned. "Press your tongue against the underside of my cock." She blinked, before she tried her best to obey, sliding her tongue against his dick, licking at it.
Her tongue slowly slid back and forth, dragging her lips forward, and then back, tasting the hard cock in her mouth. Her heart raced as she kept moving.
"Use that tongue. Slide it all around my cock."
And she obeyed again, sliding her tongue along one side of his dick, and then slowly sliding to the other, back and forth, before she felt a large glob of precum falling down into her mouth.
And she moaned at the taste, feeling the precum sliding down her throat. She trembled again, her heart racing as she moved her head faster, bobbing it back and forth on the cock to prove how incompatible they were.
Of course, she was proving the exact opposite as he moaned loudly, feeling her tight, warm mouth wrap tight around his shaft. She bobbed her head back and forth, faster, and the muffled choked moans of her head on his cock made his own moans grow.
He was amazed at how quickly she was mastering the art of the blowjob, but she still had a long way to go... Still, he could have plenty of fun with her.
"Mmh, all that time wasted swinging a sword when, ahh, you could have been sucking my dick, practicing how to get a sloppy, wet blowjob? Pathetic," he scoffed.
And deep in her heart, Rose trembled slightly, feeling oddly... humiliated about her poor dick sucking skills....
"Not even able to satisfy your husband. Shameful."
She whimpered around his dick, unable to help herself. She felt so weak when he insulted her. She felt so ashamed of herself. Why had she spent so much time with a sword, instead of...?
W-why was she so determined to please him. Hadn't seen... Wasn't she-?
"Alright, let's see if you can put those jugs of yours to good use."
Rose's eyes spoke clearly of how offended she was by the statement, but a look of annoyance was all she could muster. The gorgeous blonde slid her head back, nearly popping her lips off of the cock. Her lips still pressed against the bell-shaped tip as her hands began to clumsily undo her clothes.
Her fingers struggled and failed for a moment, before she was finally able to free her tits from their cloth prison. The large, round, plump tits bounced free. They were massive, round, almost defying gravity.
I stared at the glorious rack, a hungry, lustful gleam in his eyes as he stared at those pale tits. Her boobs bounced up and down as she moved her head back and forth, sliding her head along the shaft.
"Wrap those tits around my cock."
And she obeyed, taking her tits in hand and spreading them apart, before she leaned forward. She then closed her tits around the fleshy rod, embracing it with her boobs and sliding them along the veiny shaft, earning a loud moan from the man.
The sight was almost beyond words. A gorgeous, beautiful princess was sucking his cock... It was amazing.
Seeing her serving him like a cheap whore filled him with a sense of triumph. I was a conqueror. I had conquered her. I had won.
There was a good chance that this would be the only time he'd have to enjoy a reluctant service from her. Either because he would win, or he'd lose and die. Either way, he decided to savor the moment.
He closed his eyes, just enjoying her warm mouth sucking on the bulbous head of his cock while her soft tits slid along the member. She squeezed his dick with her chest, bouncing her body up and down, milking more precum out of the shaft, right into her open mouth.
"Mmm, there you go. You're, ahh, doing better. Just, ahh, get yourself ready," I ordered, and she understood the command.
He wanted her to touch herself. To make sure her pussy was wet and ready. She slid a hand down between her legs, gently rubbing her crotch through her clear white panties.
She moaned quietly around the member, moving her head faster along the shaft, squeezing it with her large breasts. Her other hand continued to rub at her pussy as he just loved it all.
Ordering a woman whom he knew that hated him, making her masturbate while sucking his dick. It was depraved. It was amazing. And the best part? He knew that her rising arousal would enhance the effectiveness of the drug, making it even stronger...
As she began to masturbate, he decided that it was time to take things to the next level. His other hand grabbed at her head, grabbing handfuls of her blonde locks.
And then, he started to go crazy. He held her head tight and slammed her down, pulling her head down between her own massive tits. Her eyes widened, before she felt her face being completely impaled on the shaft.
Her lips kissed the base of his cock as her eyes widened, and she trembled as globs of precum flowed down her throat, sliding down her throat.
"Mmmh!" He knew that her subpar efforts would take a long time to make him cum, and so he chose to be a little rough with her.
He could see how shocked she was by his actions, but he just grinned. "Keep touching yourself! Keep sucking my cock, slut!"
Slut. A cruel, mean word to call his fiance. Yet she didn't care. She kept moving her face as he ordered her, pounding her throat, slamming the cock down into her throat with each thrust.
It didn't take long for him to feel he was close to cumming. He grinned, burying her nose into his bush, letting her breathe in the musk, letting her choke on his precum.
"Savor it," he growled. "Savor the taste of my cum as it chokes you. It's the best thing you will ever taste," he grinned, and Rose trembled as her fingers rubbed against her own wet cunt. "Now... take my cum, slut!"
His order and his actions did something to Rose. Her eyes rolled into her head, before her body trembled... and she came on his cock. His cum flowed out, spewing into her mouth, down her throat, and she trembled in place, feeling the globs of semen coating her tongue and flooding down her throat.
His words formed her new reality as Rose's mind was remade, reborn, and she tasted the thick, warm semen going down her throat. It was the tastiest, most delicious substance she had ever tasted before in her whole life.
There was so much of it. So, so much...
So much delicious, sweet nectar.
She almost choked on the semen, feeling some of it dripping from her lower lip. She pushed her lips tighter against the cock, holding it in, keeping a single drop from falling down as she struggled to drink it all in.
He pulled on her head and she obeyed, sliding her lips along the cock. She felt it twitch slightly, before she pulled her lips off of his dick and pulled her head off of his shaft.
"Now then, Rose, the correct etiquette requires you to present my sperm to me while it is in your mouth. Afterwards, you can swallow it all down."
Of course. That made sense. She opened her mouth, as ordered, and she did her best to be careful not to spill his glorious seed. She presented the cum pool to him, her tongue breaching the surface like a whale in the sea. She splashed the cum once, only to be careful not to spill it all out.
Her Master smiled at the sight, jerking his cock off a bit. She made a show of the cum in her mouth, and he was already hard from her breasts and mouth. His hand gripped the tip of his penis, containing the rest of his first release... With a moan, he released it, shooting his seed out and splattering it onto the eager slut.
Rose gasped, cum dribbling from her mouth as semen rained down on her, falling onto her hair and breasts, coating both with the thick jets of cum. Her eyes widened, before she slurped the cum back into her mouth, ensuring it didn't spill onto the floor.
I grinned, savoring the sight of his darling lover. There she was, a radiant woman kneeling before him, still dressed in her school uniform with her hair, face, and breasts caked in his seed, waiting for his permission to start eating his jizz.
It made his hard cock even harder... He engraved the image into his mind, before he nodded his head. "Enjoy the deal, Princess." And she obeyed once more, leaning her head and swallowing cum down her throat.
She moaned quietly, feeling the semen sliding down her throat, before she grabbed one of her breasts in hand and brought it to her mouth, licking the semen right off of her own nipple. She made a show of cleaning herself off, even if she didn't realize it.
I watched as Rose cleaned herself off, and it made him eager to continue their game. He wanted to ravage his now eager fiance, sully her insides, taint her with the seed of an older man...
She had finally finished and he watched as she stared at him, panting with the scent of his cum on her breath. "Um, w-what now?"
"Well, we still have to check our compatibility, Princess!"
"Oh. O-okay."
He almost wanted to laugh at the transformation between who she was and who she was now. He held it back, though, deciding to grab the red wine from earlier. Without a word, he poured the wine directly into her mouth, surprising the beautiful princess.
Once his mouth was properly full he reached a hand out to Rose, grabbing her by her chin and pulling her towards him as he leaned down. Their lips collided and he allowed the blood-red liquor to flow into her mouth.
A perverse gift from his eager lips, he allowed the wine to flow down into her mouth, choking her for a moment. She pulled away, coughing, some of the wine spilling down onto her tits as her face burned hot.
Perv said nothing, watching her with a smug grin as she shuddered where she laid, before she turned her gaze towards his once more. "M-my first kiss," she shuddered, panting before her tongue slid out and licked her lips. "Ahhh..."
She was more than ready.
He knew that before the night's end, she wouldn't be the same person as before. Just looking at her showed how obvious that was. He saw how meek and embarrassed she was, how she submitted to him...
He laid down on top of her and her body fell back, submitting naturally as his lips met hers once more. The two kissed as his hands stroked her naked body, earning a quiet moan from his gentle, loving hands. He then took aim with her hips and pushed forward, slamming his cock inside of her virgin hole.
One swift thrust and a little less than half of his dick was inside of her. He was such a kind lover.
Well, really the issue was that he had previous experiences that taught him, he was too big to put it all in a virgin at once. His pride for that knowledge aside, he moved his cock slightly inside of the woman, letting her body acclimate to his body. He moved his shaft back and forth, letting her take a break.
Sort of.
After giving her some time to become accustomed to his member in her body, I chose that now was an excellent time to show the beautiful woman his raw, unmatched prowess. He was no sword fighter, no master warrior, but he knew the art of lovemaking.
And he was a master.
He kissed her cheek. They were face to face, mere inches apart from one another. His nose brushed against her as she took the gentle thrusts of his cock, moaning quietly as her lower lips trembled around his cock. The wet folds squeezed around his dick, squeezing it, before he pulled his hips back.
She whimpered as his cock nearly pulled out of her. "W-wait, don't, I-ahhh!" He moved his hips forward, slamming his veiny shaft into her. Her eyes widened as she felt full, no, overfilled. Like she was going to be ripped in two as his cock plunged inside of her body.
He grinned, bucking his hips back and forth and driving Rose to squeal and scream in bliss, her eyes rolling into her head as she was overwhelmed. Her mind could do nothing against the barrage of blissful shockwaves running through her body.
But that wasn't all. He leaned in close and began to whisper into her ear.
"A woman's place is obeying her man. Listening to her Master."
"Ahh!" Rose had never felt such pleasure. She had never known what it was like to be... impaled.
Fucked. Railed. Rammed into.
Dominated.
-x-X-x-
"You should be cooking me dinner. Making me food. Cleaning. Servicing me..."
"Ahhh!" Droplets of precum coated the inside of her pussy. Her pussy quivered around his shaft, tightening around his veiny dick.
"Your entire reason to live is serving me. Obeying me. Worshiping me and my cock... That is your place. In. This! World!" he grunted, emphasizing each word with a powerful thrust, driving her to mewl and moan, panting as her pussy twitched...
And she came, squeezing on his cock. She gave it a warm and wet embrace, holding it tight and milking it of his seed as he came inside of her. The two came together, his orgasm as responsible for hers, and the same in reverse. Two halves of the same whole as Rose Oriana realized he was right.
This was why she was alive. A woman lived to serve a man. She lived for him. Like clay existing to be shaped by an artist... He was shaping Rose into his ideal woman.
He just had to make sure it was permanent.
Rose was panting, riding the aftershocks of pleasure from her orgasm. She gasped for air, shaking as what she saw before her blurred. She gasped as she felt her fiance's hands on her body, and with his superior raw strength, he turned her body and made her take a new position.
She was on all fours now. Her tits pressed against the floor, her ass lifted up, his cock still buried inside of her, her cunt now accustomed to the thick, girthy beast inside of her. He placed his hands on her ass, squeezing them, kneading the soft flesh, before he started to go wild.
"D-darling-eee!"
"You call me Master from now on, got it?!" he grinned, and to emphasize his point, he pushed his hips forward, impaling her on his cock. She mewled in pleasure, eyes widening as she felt the man pounding her body, fucking her harder and faster as his hand came down to smack her plump rear.
"Ahhh!"
"I own this fat ass! I own your big, soft tits! I own you!" he grunted, moving faster as he slammed his dick her body. She mewled in pleasure, panting as his cock slid along the inner walls of her pussy. Her womanhood twitched and squeezed his shaft, ensuring that plenty of precum was spilled inside of her body.
Rose's body was reduced to a mass of moaning, quivering flesh. She was drooling on the floor, panting as she felt each thrust send shockwaves through her body. It didn't take long for her to cum. It was like a bomb going off in her core, heat and vibrations running through her body as she mewled in ecstasy.
Gods, she had never felt such pleasure before.
"Ahhhhh! M-Ma, ahhhh!"
His hand took her golden hair in his hand and he pulled, bending her body in a U and bringing her ear to his salivating mouth.
"You should be, mmh, proud, he panted. "You can dedicate your mind, body, and soul to me... Be my slave. Be a tool of mine. Help me fulfill my ambition... That is the greatest honor your life could ever have."
He defined her life. He taught her what pleasure was. He was rewriting her reality, and the ashes of her old self tried to fight back.
"N-no," she whispered. "N-no, I... I... am not," she panted.
Seeing her try to resist... It only lit his inner sadist on fire. Without warning, he pulled his cock out of her and he picked her up with ease, carrying her bridal style. She gasped, clinging to him, too afraid to let go as he walked her out of the room.
"A-are you crazy?! Someone might see us!" He just chuckled, taking her into the next room where a familiar sight laid. Rose gasped, her eyes widening. "F-father?!"
"Yeah, I figured I'd kill two birds with one stone. Show you, and daddy dearest, who you belong to!" I laughed, sitting down on a chair opposite of the old, weakened king.
The withered old man couldn't do anything. His eyes barely reacted as I sat in front of him, Rose sitting on his lap. Without missing a bit, he pushed his cock inside of Rose, splitting her legs apart so that her own father could see every inch of his hard, throbbing cock pounding inside of her.
"W-wait, y-you can't do this, n-not in front of, ahh, m-my-!"
"Your father means nothing," I growled. The old man was barely in a condition to react, sitting across from them, drooling as he watched a cock plunge into his daughter's cunt. "You live for me. You live to bounce on my cock, to scream as it ravages you, to know that my dick is going to be pumping cum inside of you every day!" he shouted.
Her body trembled. It was her body's last attempt to resist him, or maybe she was submitting to him.
Rose's pussy twitched, tightening around his cock, trying to hold it back from plunging his cock inside of her, burying his member into her....
I chuckled, bouncing her faster on his cock, lifting her body up and down, letting her fall back onto his cock with each thrust. She mewled in pleasure, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she moaned in bliss.
"Ahhhh! M-Masst, ahhh, ahh, ahhh! S-slow down!"
"No. I pick the pace. I'm in control." His tongue licked her earlobe, before his voice whispered into her ear. Despite the loud smack of their bodies making love, she heard him clearly. "One orgasm. Then you, mmh, change forever..."
He knew that she was fated to lose, but he savored her last stand. His hand rose up and caught a tear falling down her face. His voice whispered into her ear as the head of his cock slammed against the entrance to her womb.
Her pussy quivered around his cock. His own cock throbbed, nearing an orgasm as she wept the end of her life and the start of a new one. Rose could feel it. He was right. He was unraveling her, destroying her, and in her stead would be someone else.
And she wished she could have felt sadder about it. The waves of pleasure were just so good. So addicting...!
She could feel herself breaking. What else was there to do, but submit?
As the last tears of her old life fell, she moved her hips as best as she could, meeting his thrusts. His eyes widened, before he grinned... And his cock slammed into her once more, one last time, earning a squeal of euphoric, sexual perfection.
She came once more on his cock as her mind was destroyed, and a new her came alive. The first thing the new Rose felt was her fiance's lips against her own, kissing her, making out with her, and leaving her hungry for more as her pussy juices dribbled to the floor.
Rose awoke, baptized by the love and semen of her one true love. She felt reborn. She felt alive for the first time. It was as if she had been stumbling through a dream and now, finally, she was awake.
Reborn, free from the shackles of an old life. Free to be who she was meant to be.
It was surreal. She woke up to tears dripping from her face, and she felt as though they were there to mourn how much time she had wasted.
Years of her life, wasted. Almost two decades of wasted time, and she only had herself to blame.
Rose was born to be an eager, submissive, lewd wife. She was born to submit to him, only he is worthy of her body. Not some limp-dicked commoner, not some idiotic hero or champion, but a man who held on the traits she truly loved and wanted.
A man of cunning renown, a man who wielded subterfuge, not a shield or sword, a brilliant man who took what he wanted.
Rose wiped the tears from her eyes and she turned her naked body towards the man who gave her life meaning. She almost wanted to cry again when she saw him.
Her Husband. The greatest man who ever lived. The most noble and powerful of men. The man who gave her life meaning, who defined her, who helped her be reborn.
She was sticky with semen. His seed. Her hand dragged against her naked breast, and she brought her fingers to her mouth, licking at her slender digits, tasting the lingering taste of his seed.
Oh, she might cry again.
She didn't want to wake her husband, but she could not resist the demon plaguing her soul. A demon of lust and desire. Better than the sin of stupidity and chasity that plagued her before.
What was wrong with her?! She couldn't understand her own mind. Just hours ago, she thought so little of her Husband. She failed to realize how strong he was, how brilliant, how perfect he was!
She wiped tears from her face, sniffling quietly. No more tears. This was a better world now. A better life.
She found a small blob of semen on the bed and she scooped it up with her hand, bringing it to her mouth and slurping her own fingers clean of cum. It was her Master's seed, alright. It was delicious.
No, delicious was too mundane a word to describe the taste. It was divine! She dragged her tongue over each finger, licking them clean as she tasted his thick, white cum.
"Ahhh..."
Glorious. The taste was glorious.
Rose couldn't understand why she had ever wasted so much time resisting her love. Her Husband was born to be her soulmate, and she was born to be his.
The fact that he had to use drugs to help unlock her true nature, to teach Rose her true place, only spoke of her own stupidity. She would praise those drugs for all of eternity! They helped her realize her true feelings for the man.
She giggled where she laid as she moved on all fours, searching the bed for more semen, more cum, more of a chance to prove how much she adored her Master.
Rose kneeled on the bed, staring at the pool of semen in her conjoined hands. She admired the white liquid, salivating at the sight of it, actually drooling at the cum in her hands. She leaned her head down to lick up his seed, treating it like it was a pool of water she had found in the desert.
She paused, though, as her eyes lingered on her reflection. She blinked, before she straightened her back and stared at herself.
Even her body felt reborn, looked reborn. She had always been beautiful, but she had hid behind a false veil of modesty. Her change was not mere physical, though, but mental. She had been educated!
She was once foolish enough to believe there was no difference between a commoner and a king, that things such as honor and courage were what determined the status of a person.
How stupid.
There were men of power, and men of weakness. The poor, the broken, the submissive, these were men to be ignored, taunted, even punished for their weakness. Even her own father belonged among these rejects of society!
She was glad her father had been turned into her Husband puppet. Let him rot, forgotten and unloved! She would happily dance on his grave if it pleased her husband!
Rose loathed her father for ever daring to resist the his control! No, not only that, she loathed herself!
The beautiful blonde got off the bed, walking towards the large, full body mirror that laid against the wall. She approached the mirror, staring at her reflection, still holding the cum in her hands. She dared not spill even a single drop of the thick seed.
Rose's body nearly stumbled for a moment, no doubt exhausted and sore from the love making she and her husband had participated in. She giggled in a vapid, almost girlish manner. She'd be waking up like this again and again, she just knew it! She would make love to her husband every night if that was what he wanted! She'd serve him forever and ever, as any good wife should!
Rose beamed with joy as she came to the mirror, admiring her long, blonde locks, each curly lock of hair twisting into an infinite future of love between her and her husband. Her honey-gold eyes gleamed with the love she had for her King, and her shapely body was curved and shapely as her Master desired.
Rarely did she take pride in her looks in the past, but here and now? She idolized herself, if only because her beauty meant that she could better serve her Master.
She would do anything for her Master. She would make him a King, she would treat him like a god, she would do anything to serve him forever and ever!
But... would it ever be enough? The gorgeous woman pouted, biting her lower lip as she found herself wondering if anything she could do could make up for her own sins. The young woman had rejected her husband. She had been dumb enough to mistreat him, to deny him her body, surely he must have hated her for how stupid she was!
Rose dropped the cum in her hands. Some of it clung to her hands, while the rest fell onto the floor, splattering against the floor. She gasped, feeling another wave of shame wash over her as she cursed her own name.
The golden-haired woman bent down like an animal, laying on all fours and bringing her face to the puddle of cum she had made. She dragged her tongue against the floor, licking up the semen she had spilled as her mind raced.
She hated her father, but she hated herself even more for how she had mistreated her Master. She knew that she had to find a way to redeem herself if she were ever to become the wife her Master so clearly deserved.
That was when a revelation struck her and her eyes widened as her tongue pressed against the floor, half covered in semen.
The drug. The glorious substance that helped her realize who she was and who she was meant to be. She lifted her head up, brushing some of her golden bangs behind her ear. Her mind raced, picking apart the details, transforming them into a plan that would ensure her Master would always love her! Always want her!
She remembered that her husband, had mentioned being part of the Order. She had heard that name before. She had gathered together allies in hopes of defeating and uncovering the truth of said organization.
And her mind traveled to those allies. Her companions.
Alexia Midgar and Natsume Kafka.
Both women were gorgeous, absolutely beautiful, just like her, and she knew, deep in her heart, that her Master would love to have those two sluts broken and begging for his cock, desperate to serve him, eager to please him.....
Just like her.
Women like them existed to serve men like her Husband. Her head turned towards her fiance. From rebellious princesses who lived with honor and a code, to a woman blindly, madly, and desperately in love with her Husband... She dedicated herself to him, she defined the core of her existence to him...!
Tears were pooling in the corners of her eyes. She told herself she'd stop crying, but how could she when she was so madly in love with her fiance?!
She took a step closer towards her lover, only to stop. She fell onto all fours, finding that much more appropriate, and she crawled towards her naked lover, drool dripping down her chin.
"Master," she purred, climbing onto the bed and moving closer towards his naked body. She pulled at the blanket, tossing it off of his body and revealing his half-hard cock. Her tongue slid over her plump, soft lips. "Master...!"
She bent her head down, wrapping her lips around the cock and suckling on it. Her tongue pressed against the shaft, tasting the half-dried semen and cum coating it.
Her body quivered with glee as she tasted her addiction, sliding her tongue all over the shaft as she gave her sleeping lover a divine blowjob, fit only for a man as perfect as him!
Her head bobbed back and forth, sucking hard on the cock.
Her tongue slid all over the veiny shaft, her tongue almost following the lines of whatever vein her tongue found. Her head moved forth, slurping up his precum as she stared at him with an almost mad fervor.
For what was love, but madness and obsession?
Her Husband, me admired the transformation of his dear fiance, soon to be wife. She was beautiful in body, but now, after her transformation, she was beautiful in mind and soul. Her heart had been corrupted, tainted with his sexist beliefs and perverted desires.
She had become his utter half, and he loved her for it. He admired her cum coated face, watching her wipe herself clean, dragging her hands over her own gorgeous face to lick the cum off of her fingers.
What a beautiful sight.
"Quite the wake up call," he chuckled, and Rose smiled at him, dragging her tongue over her lips.
"It is only what you deserved, Master. How did you sleep?"
"You are quite the cuddler."
She giggled, ignoring the scarlet blush that formed on her face. "How could I resist you, Master? How could... anyone?" she wondered aloud, placing a hand on his bare chest. He raised his brow, noticing something in the tone of her voice.
It was then she decided to reveal her conniving and twisted plan. She had spent so much of her time studying abroad. Why not make it all worth it? After all, no one could argue that having two princesses dedicated to him was better than one...
And what man didn't want a harem?
I listened to every word with wide eyes. I was shocked, stunned, even. The effect of the drug had been even better than he had ever thought possible. A harem of gorgeous women at his beck and call?
He grabbed Rose's head with his hands and pulled her down to his cock, impaling her head on the throbbing member. "Now that's the woman I love! A brilliant idea fit for my queen!" he beamed.
She moaned around his dick, pressing her tongue against his shaft and sucking up his juices. Her voice was muffled, but her relief was clear. She was more than happy to betray her allies for him, and she was ecstatic to bring his most perverted desires to life.
Anything for her Master.
-x-X-x-
Rose felt her heart racing in her chest. She had never felt so nervous. Was this how her Master felt when he was trying to save her?
She glanced at the food and drinks that were laid out on the table. Wine, water, sandwiches, even chocolates and sweets. All handmade by the beautiful princess, and all poisoned with the same drug that her Master used to free her.
She was steadfast in her efforts. She felt no hesitation, no regret, nothing, but a wild desire to please her Master by adding more slaves to his harem. She'd set her own kingdom aflame if her Master wanted her to... Anything for him.
Her Master was currently hiding away in a nearby room, adjacent to the meeting area. She would call him when the time was right, but until then, she was to play her role perfectly. She would do as asked, as ordered, and she would do anything for him.
Clearly, as she was about to betray two of her closest allies for him, but was it really betrayal? One could argue she was saving Alexia and Natsume!
Both women were infected with the idiotic, and foolish notion that they did not need men, that they were too good to be owned and controlled by a husband!
How foolish. She still couldn't believe her own foolishness... How wrong she was to think she was better off without her Husband... Regardless, she was ready to serve her fiance! This was an act of penance and she hoped she could still save her soul. A pure wife for her darling Master...
She couldn't have been more thankful of her fiance drugging her. His intoxication of her was the best thing to ever happen to her, and she was overjoyed that she could share that feeling with her friends!
Rose felt a heat building between her legs. She bit her lower lip, nibbling on it as she felt her heart race. Memories of last night kept playing through her mind. The way her Master held her, dominated her, and owned her.
She could feel her juices sliding down her leg, hidden by her long skirt. She giggled, swaying her hips side to side as her face burned a hot shade of red. She was starting to lose control already, but who could blame her?
Rose wished she could give herself to her Master right now, but she knew that she wasn't strong enough to keep up with him. He proved that last night. He was simply too much man for one woman to satisfy.
Thus, he was well within his right to have multiple lovers! She just hoped he remembered that she was his first...
She could hear the footsteps coming from the hall outside and Rose took a deep breath. She calmed her racing heart, she returned her face to its normal color, and she stood with a calm, if welcoming demeanor as Alexia and Natsume walked into the room.
Rose smiled at her guests, bowing to them with a smile on her face as her golden eyes bounced from one to another. She admired their beauty, taking in the curves, their features, and how they would do so well to become her Master's new sluts.
Natsume was a young, voluptuous elf. Her ears peeked out from behind her shimmering, silver hair, and her demeanor seemed polite, if a bit nervous.
She seemed naturally submissive as she bowed down just like Rose did, seemingly eager to please. Her eyes gleamed with blue irises, and Rose could see a beauty mark underneath the corner of her left eye.
The elf kept her silver hair at shoulder's length, with a small braid falling onto her left shoulder.
She brushed the braid behind her back, a smile on her face. "Hello, Princess," she smiled.
"Hello, Natsume."
Polite. Submissive. Beautiful.
The perfect slut for her Master.
Her white, ruffled shirt did little to hide her breasts, and her dark skirt and stockings accented her beautiful lower half. Rose couldn't wait to see those legs spread apart for Master... Perhaps he'd use Natsume's scarf to choke her as he fucked her?
Beside her was Alexia, a woman of fame, renown, and beauty. She was often described as gorgeous by her peers, and that was not an exaggeration. Her beauty rivaled even Rose, though the blonde was sure her submissive nature would impress their Master more....
Alexia was a curvaceous beauty with scarlet eyes and long, pale, platinum hair. Her hair was tied into her typical pig tails style, with a large, black bow standing in stark contrast within the shimmering locks. Her long hair flowed down her back, stretching past her round, plump rear.
She was wearing her academy uniform consisting of a dark, blazer jacket with golden accents and a white dress shirt. A plaid skirt, and tight, white thigh-high stockings, and knee-high boots completed her looks, accenting her long, slender legs.
"Hm, quite the meal you prepared for us," Alexia commented, and Rose smiled once more.
"Please, have some. I know you'll love it."
"Confident in yourself," Alexia scoffed, sitting down and grabbing a small sandwich. She bit into it, and blinked. The tasteless drug was already dancing on her tongue, and she had no way of knowing it as she chewed the soft meat and bread. "Hm. Actually, that's not bad."
"Oh? May I?" Natsume smiled, and Rose nodded her head. Natsume took another small sandwich and took a bite, savoring the savory meat and soft, warm breath. She moaned in pleasure, before she quickly finished it. Then she took a small cup of water and drank from it.
She and Alexia gorged themselves on the drug, and the taste was utterly delicious. Rose grinned, watching as she sat down across from the two.
The trio filled the silence with some small talk, talking amongst themselves about the weather, about the upcoming festival, about what they had been doing in the meantime between their meetings. That was when Rose let slip her new fate.
"So, has anything happened to you since we last saw you, Rose?" Alexia asked, drinking some warm. broth.
"I fell in love." Rose placed a hand on her cheek and she wore such a joyous, wistful look in her eyes as she seemed to stare out at the nothingness around her. She was taken away, completely smitten it seemed.
She was ignorant of the confused stares her friends gave her, and Rose seemed actually entranced for a moment, lost to her own private fantasies of her Master. It took her a moment to return to reality and she cleared her throat, blushing profusely as she found her two friends giving her inquisitive stares.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I was just thinking of him."
"Him, who?" Alexia asked, crossing her arms.
"Well, the truth is, you might already know of him. He is my finance, though at this rate, King might be more appropriate," she giggled, bringing a hand to her mouth as both women's eyes widened in shock.
They had heard about Rose's arranged marriage with the man, but they were sure that their ally would have focused on trying to break free and escape the deal. They were surprised to hear she hadn't escaped it yet, and even more shocked to hear that she was actually happy about it.
They had heard the rumors of him. How he was not a kind or progressive man. How he would often mistreat others, especially the common people. How he held the belief that women had to serve their husbands, obey them, follow their every order...
And yet, despite knowing this, their minds chose not to dwell on it. If their friend was happy, shouldn't they be happy for her? Yes. That made sense.
The truth was, the drugs were already working inside of them. They were happier, more easygoing, more content to just listen and nod, smiles on their beautiful faces. Rose could see the gleam in their eyes that mirrored her own, but she made sure they were under the effects before she proceeded with part two of her plan.
"My fiance is just so amazing. I love my Husband," she beamed. "He is so strong, so handsome, so absolutely perfect. His hands on my body, his lips on mine, it is all I could ever ask for."
"You sound like you really like him."
"Like? No, I love him. My owns my heart, just as he owns my body. The way he holds me down in the middle of the night, laying claim to me," Rose moaned, closing her eyes as she imagined her husband claiming her, controlling her, dominating her body and driving her to scream in sexual bliss.
It was paradise.
And soon, it would only get better.
Rose opened her eyes and she noticed that her guests seemed content with her. They might have found her gushing to be strange, but they just accepted it without question. It made her lips curl into an eager grin as she found them slowly succumbing to the drug.
They were getting a little more sluggish, slowing down just ever so slightly.
The time to strike was now, and so she made her move. "But, I suppose that's enough flights of fancy. My husband is amazing, but you didn't come to hear about him, did you?"
"You... aren't married yet, are you?" Natsume blinked, raising her brow in confusion.
"Close enough, I suppose," Alexia shrugged, and Rose just giggled in agreement.
"Yes. Close enough. Anyways, I have some news regarding the Order."
"What is it?" Alexia asked, tilting her head.
"I have found someone who has plenty of information on the Order. Someone who is willing to tell us everything!"
"That's excellent," Natsume beamed.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, a question popped into Alexia's mind. 'Who did you find?' felt like such a normal, simple question, but it felt almost like smoke. Visible, but impossible to catch, impossible to hold, and in just a moment, it was gone, faded away as a wide grin formed on Alexia's face.
"That's great. We could always use more allies!" It was like the neurons in her brain weren't connecting properly. A sensation that Rose was more than familiar with.
"Oh, Master, would you come in now?" Rose sang, and both of her friends blinked, as if realizing something was wrong for a moment, but only a moment as their brains returned to their stupid and unintelligent states, leaving them high of happiness and intoxicated by joy as a door opened and a man walked in.
They were surprised to find me walking in and he stood beside Rose with a wide grin on his face. He placed a hand on his fiance's hips, gripping her side, pulling her close so that her chest was against his.
Rose didn't seem to mind. She giggled, rubbing her large breasts against the man as she stared at him with a rosy smile. Were Alexia or Natsume in a better state of mind, they would have demanded answers, demanded the man take his hands off of their friend...
Unfortunately for them, and the rest of the world, Rose had ensured that neither woman was in the condition to really think critically.
-x-X-x-
"Hello, ladies. It's an honor to meet such a beautiful pair of women," I laughed, giving a mock bow and...
And neither woman was sure why they felt a slight rush of heat. Like a small fire spreading from one end of their body to the other. They both felt it running through their veins, before it seemed to just vanish, leaving them shuddering and shaking for a reason they didn't understand or even notice.
I sat down at an empty seat Rose sat down with him. Her hand laid on his lap, just out of sight of the other two women, though both of them could see the gorgeous, blonde's arm. It seemed obvious what she was doing. Her hand was rubbing against his crotch, kneading his dick through his pants...
"Mmm," she moaned, moving her hand a little faster as she felt the cock slowly start to rise, growing harder and more erect.
Without an ounce of hesitation, she leaned her head down and bestowed a loving kiss upon the head of the cock. A gentle smooch, that quickly evolved into wrapping her lips around the cock and sucking on it at a slow, even pace.
Slow, but no less shocking as the other women gawked and stared at her.
"O-oh my god," Alexia panted.
"I-I..." Natsume's face burned hot. She placed a hand to her warm, scarlet cheeks, gently rubbing at the soft flesh. "Oh my..."
Of course, even with the effect of the drug keeping their minds malleable and soft, both women were left utterly shocked and totally stunned by what they were seeing. They were watching their friend give a man fellatio. Pleasing him with her mouth. Her lips on his cock. Her tongue sliding along the bulbous head of his member.
It was almost impossible to comprehend, but there it was, happening right before their eyes.
They were both left stunned, but his next few words were enough to help their minds unwind the mystery, to accept the reality they now lived in.
"Don't worry, girls," I smiled. "Rose loves doing this. Honestly, it's hard making her stop sucking my dick," he chuckled. Both women blinked as their heads slowly rose and fell, almost understanding what he was trying to say.
"This shouldn't bother you," he declared, and his words rewrote their reality as their shoulders relaxed and their mouths closed.
"Yes, of course," Alexia muttered.
"This is just... a wife's duty," Natsume realized.
"Yes. A good wife should always be ready to wrap her lips around her Master's cock," the other woman smiled, and a muffled reply from Rose told everyone that she agreed with her friends.
Neither woman protested what they saw, accepting it as normal. Perhaps there was still some lingering doubt or confusion, but it didn't matter as I guided their minds along to where I wanted them to be.
"Now then, you, ahhh, you want me to tell you about the Order, yes? Well, what can I, ahhh, say about it? Mmm, faster, slut." He lifted up his hand and he brought it down on Rose's ass, smacking it through the fabric of her skirt.
The blonde left out a loud moan of pleasure, her eyes rolling into her head for a moment. Her pussy quivered between her legs as she did as ordered, bobbing her head faster on the cock, tasting his precum as it spilled into her waiting mouth.
I talked, but nothing really came out. Words did, but the words were vague and unhelpful. He had no relevant information, not that either woman cared, of course. Their eyes were far more focused on
Rose's bobbing head, dragging her lips along the veiny shaft of her Master's dick!
He talked to fill the void of silence, though it was actually hard to keep track of his voice given the eager slut bobbing her head on his member, dragging her lips along the veiny trunk.
I spoke without really meaning anything, but his senses were at work. He glanced from the beautiful writer to the equally beautiful princess. Both of them were trying to hide the fact that their eyes were really lingering on her and his hardening cock.
Rose moved her head faster, pushing her head down to the base of his cock. One of her hands moved to fondle and rub at his balls, earning a loud moan from the man.
"Fuck, you keep that up and I'm going to drown you in cum again, babe," Her Husband laughed.
"l-is that possible?" one of the women muttered, but at this point, both stunning beauties seemed eager to be punished by the daring and handsome man.
"What do you think?" I asked, glancing at her, before all eyes fell upon Rose.
She was sucking on his dick so fervently. She slid her lips along the hard member, letting it choke and impale her head. She had a hard time breathing, which was fine for her as the head of the cock pushed against the inside of her cheek.
No one said anything. They just stared at Rose as her head continued to bob back and forth on his dick, dragging her lips and tongue along the rod, making it shimmer with her own saliva. It was only the man's voice that roused the other women to look at him again.
"Now then, ladies, I know you can understand that this kind of relevant data does not come easy, you know? While I am proud to help your noble endeavor, I require proper.. compensation."
"Of course."
"That is only fair..."
"I'm glad we can agree."
"But... what would be worthy of such information?" The princess, Alexia, wondered aloud, tapping her chin as her mind trudged through a fog.
"It would have to be something good. Something fitting for such a wonderfully powerful and helpful man," Natsume muttered. "Perhaps I can write him a book?"
"Or perhaps some acres of land?"
"We can reward you with the highest of honors."
"Or even riches. I'm sure we could pay you your weight in gold!"
"Shame on both of you." Rose's voice was calm, but it shook both women to their core. Their eyes widened as they stared at the blonde princess, who was licking cum off of her lower lip, semen tickling out of her mouth from earlier.
She spoke clearly, and yet both women were almost distracted by the distinct aroma of semen on the woman's breath. It caused both of them to swoon for a moment, before they seemed to realize that their ally was reprimanding them.
"There is only one thing we can offer to such a great man. He already has riches, he already has the highest of honors, but we all have something he deserves to savor."
Both Alexia and Natsume seemed ignorant of what the golden haired princess was suggesting, and Rose wondered if she was truly this naive at some point. She would beg for forgiveness later to her Master. For now, she smiled and told the two women what they must sacrifice.
"Our bodies. Our divinely given, sexy, curvaceous, soft, warm, and desirable bodies. Well, he already has mine, as he is my fiance, but you two must surrender your bodies to him. You must do as I do, making love to him, moaning for him, howling in pleasure as his cock runs rampant inside of our bodies!"
Rose shuddered where she laid. She almost lost control for a moment when her heart raced in her chest. She tried to keep her breath, tried not to breathe too quickly, but the reality of the situation was simple.
She was horny, and she wanted the fun to begin.
-x-X-x-
Alexia and Natsume were both, of course, utterly shocked by the mere proposal. Both women felt their faces turn red, both of them felt their hearts race, and both felt the subtle yearning in their bodies for more. To be taken, used, abused, but most of all, used...
That was Rose's favorite part.
The two women were still stunned, trying to find the words after the blunt statement. Alexia was able to find a few, though her tone was still stuttered and awkward as before. "B-but you are betrothed," Alexia argued.
A poor, weak, and ill-equipped argument that would fall in battle with such a brilliant mind. After all, he didn't even have to speak to beat Alexia's argument. Her Master glanced at his darling fiance, and she spoke for him.
"Oh, please," Rose smiled. "I am more than happy to share my darling fiance with you both." She placed a hand on her chest, gently kneading her own chest. "He deserves the world, after all."
"I...I don't even know how to do that!" Alexia gasped. Of course, if she was thinking straight, Alexia would have just left, but the drug was leaving her honest and submissive, unable to oppose the words of either Rose or her fiance.
"Not to worry, my dear," I smiled. "I am more than happy to teach you, as I taught my darling Rose."
The blonde giggled, picking up some water and pouring it down her throat, wiping her mouth clean for what was about to happen.
"O-okay," Alexia whispered, and Natsume shot her head towards her, eyes wide.
"W-what?!"
"I agree." Alexia took a deep breath, able to remain incredibly calm despite the circumstances. She then glanced at Natsume, who realized the pressure that was now on her and her alone. She bit her lower lip, before I spoke.
"Come here, Alexia. I will teach you the ways of pleasure. Kneel between my legs."
Her eyes widened, before her body obeyed his command. She stood up and stepped forward, and as she did, he praised her.
"You're such a strong, sexy woman, Alexia. I'm proud of you for understanding your place."
"R-really?" she whispered, blushing as she fell onto her knees in front of him. He smiled at her, nodding his head as he placed a hand upon her silver hair.
"Really. Now, serve my cock. No hands," he chuckled. Her face burned hot as she slowly nodded her head, though her shame only grew as he added, "Like a dog begging for attention..."
Her face burned hot, before she leaned forward and reached for his zipper. Her mouth missed it onсе, twice, before she caught it between her teeth. She leaned her head back, and his cock was freed with a little help from Rose.
Alexia gasped at the sight of it, watching the tall, flesh rod stand over her head, bobbing slightly. She gulped down fear, her heart pounding in her chest, before she leaned forward to serve his commands.
The reason why slipped her mind as her lips gently kissed the tip of his cock, before her tongue slid out and licked the underside of his dick, sliding up to the tip, before going down to the base of his cock.
She moved her head back and forth, before she opened her mouth and impaled her own head on the shaft.
She moved faster, bobbing her head on the shaft, feeling the flesh stick sliding along the inside of her mouth. I found myself shocked as Alexia's tongue danced against my member, showing such care in pleasing his dick with skills that he had not expected...
"Mmmm, good."
He decided to give her a reward. He lifted up his foot, and his bare, naked toes rubbed against Alexia's crotch. Her eyes widened, feeling her panties being the only thing keeping the toes from rubbing against her.
It shouldn't have turned her on, but it did. He was a bit rougher, rubbing against her, and she moaned in pleasure as her muscles twitched under skin. Her head moved faster, sucking tightly on the shaft, pressing her tongue against it with seemingly practiced skill...
I was impressed.
He hadn't expected Alexia to be such a good cocksucker. He glanced at Rose as Alexia kept moving her head back and forth. "Rose, go get our other friend comfortable."
"Yes, Master!"
"W-wait, what?!" Natsume gasped, clearly embarrassed as she watched the hourglass-shaped blonde approaching her. "I-I've never done anything with a girl before."
"Then it's time for you to learn too," Rose giggled, before she grabbed Natsume by the collar and pulled her close, letting their lips meet in a crushing kiss as the blonde princess' hands groped and squeezed her friend's soft breast.
Rose kneaded the silver-haired woman's flesh, aggressively abusing the breast by sinking her fingers into it and turning her hand in a small circle, pushing the breast until it was nearly flat.
She was equal parts harsh and loving, caressing Beta's body while pushing her tongue into the other woman's mouth, leaving her to try and moan with a muffled voice.
Natsume was shocked by the passionate kiss. She felt the tongue sliding along the inside of her mouth, dominating her own. Her eyes fell shut as Rose made sure that their embrace and kiss was perfectly on display for him, with even the pleasure they shared being little more than a warm up for him.
Natsume knew something was wrong. Something didn't sit right with her, but it was so hard to think when Rose's fingers rubbed her nipples through her clothes.
The show did exactly what it was meant to. It was the final blow as he watched their tongues dance, and their breasts push against the other. His cock twitched, before he shot out his seed, spilling it out onto Alexia.
The silver-haired beauty gasped, pulling away as cum spilled into her mouth. She breathed it in, choking on the substance as her eyes widened. The beautiful princess coughed, clearing her throat as more cum fell onto her hair and chest.
"H-hey! Warn me before you do that!"
Of course, I gave her little mind. I was far more focused on her body, as was Rose. Rose saw the long streams of semen that had landed on Alexis naked tits, and her long hair.
It was too enticing not to. She pushed Natsume away, leaving her hungry for more as the blonde made her way to Alexia. The other woman gasped, before she felt Rose's mouth on her breast.
One hand kneaded the other princess' tits while Rose kissed and licked the other tit, dragging her tongue over it to wipe it clear on semen.
"Ahh! R-Rose?! H-hey, stop, st-ahh!" The two fell onto the floor together, making a little game of their clean up duty. He trusted that she'd be better off with some stimuli.
While the two women made out on the floor like lovesick lovers, he grinned and moved closer. She blushed and stood her ground, feeling his body pressing against her own soft chest.
He glanced down at Natsume's chest. They were the biggest of the three. He smiled with approval, nodding his head. "Very nice. You have a lovely pair of jugs."
"J-jugs?" she repeated with a gasp.
He placed his hand on her body, gently pushing her, and she obeyed, not putting up any felt as she was pushed towards the sofa. Her body hit it and she fell onto the soft material of the bed.
"Unbutton."
She didn't obey. She didn't unbutton. She tore her top apart, exposing her massive tits, letting the large tits bounce up and down for her Master, a trickle of drool falling down her face as she stared at his hard, veiny shaft.
He chuckled, before he got on the sofa with her, sliding his dick between the soft pair of tits without a single word.
She gasped, feeling the warm, slick-wet shaft moving back and forth along her boobs. She moaned in place, shocked that he had done so without even asking her...
He moved his hips back and forth, letting his balls slap against her tits, making them jiggle and bounce.
He moved faster, making her tits shake and jiggle, and she shuddered where she laid... She moved her arms, capturing her tits and squeezing them against his hard shaft.
The man's eyes widened. The soft, warm flesh had felt good so far, but feeling her tits embrace his cock like that made it even better. The feel of her tits pushing down on his cock, squeezing it, milking it for his precum.
She didn't know what she was doing, but she couldn't resist. She needed to do this. To make sure the cock was snug and tight between her soft breasts....
"I-it feels amazing." Her mouth moved without thinking. She swallowed spit down her throat as the bulbous head of the cock touched her chin. She turned her head down to stare at it, feeling it pressing against her chin again.
It was so massive, able to go right through her cleavage to reach her face. Surely such an act deserved a reward... And so her tongue slipped out of her mouth, dragging against the head of his dick, earning a loud moan from the man.
And her eyes widened.
The taste...
"So... good." Addicting. It was so tasty. She panted, breathing in the aroma of the cock as her tongue slipped out again, licking the head once more, dragging along it, catching his precum. Well, what didn't dribble down and pool between her tits. "Muh, more!"
"More?" he teased.
"More of your, ahh, tasty, huge cock. I-it's so amazing. So tasty, I-I've never tasted something so good!" she confessed, drooling onto the cock as her tongue shot down to lick at it once more.
"Heh, well, your tits aren't too bad. They might even be the best I've had so far," he teased.
And that made Natsume's eyes gleam with joy. Sparkles of happiness as she glanced at Princess Alexia with a smug smile, only interrupted by her tongue lashing out at his cock. The Princess glared at the writer, even as Rose's tongue danced with her own..
I saw the rivalry and smiled. He could use that, but first... He moved his hips faster and Natsume parted her lips so that she could take the head of his cock into her mouth.
She suckled on it, making sure not a single drop of precum was wasted as she squeezed his shaft tighter, making sure it was squeezed tight between her large breasts.
The warm, soft flesh held tight to his member, stroking every inch of it as the tip bucked back and forth along the inside of her mouth. She trembled in place, shuddering as every breath was tainted by the smell of his cock, until...
He came, shooting another load out onto an eager slut. His seed spilled into her mouth, before he slid back, emptying the rest of the load onto her tits and face, letting his cum ruin her silver locks and coat her beautiful face and rack.
"Ahhhh!" Her body convulsed, almost as if she was about to cum from the facial and bath. She trembled as the he whistled, and his two bitches came running to serve him. He pointed at Natsume and the two women nodded.
Alexia went to Natsume's large, soft tits, dragging her tongue along the soft, round mounds. She slurped cum right off of the beautiful writer's cheek, before her lips came to the Natsume's. Their lips met, tongues dancing with one another as they swapped his cum between their mouths in a lewd, passionate embrace.
"Phew," I sighed, wiping a bead of sweat from his head. This was an amazing night... and it was only going to get better as he watched Alexia suckle on another woman's cum-coated nipple.
"Alexia, Natsume, present yourself to me and beg." He didn't have to specify. The order was clear, and they were eager to give it to him.
Once Natsume's body was licked clean, they both got on the floor and presented themselves to their Master, taking their own legs in hand. They laid on their backs and spread them apart, presenting the tight, drenched pussies of their bodies to him.
"M-Master, please, take me!" Natsume begged.
"N-no! Fuck me! Don't you want to fuck me, Master?!"
"No, me!"
"Me!"
Of course, arguing for such a thing was humiliating. It was shameful. Neither woman could believe the words that came out of their mouths, but they couldn't stop. It felt good, and they were both so desperate to feel even more of the depraved bliss their Master had introduced to them.
And it seemed Alexia was eager to show how desperate she was. She stood up, surprising the duke as she ran to the table, throwing everything off of it. She swept her hands over it, knocking food and drinks to the floor, before she got on the top and repeated her plea, spreading her legs apart.
Her hand slid down to her panties, tearing them off, revealing her naked pussy. Her hand was quick to spread her wet cunt apart for him as she flashed him a manic, eager grin. "Teach this naughty princess her place, Master! Change me into your bitch!"
"No!" Natsume was up in an instant, and she made her case by running to the desk and knocking everything on it to the floor.
She leaned forward, before doing the same as Alexia. Her naked pussy was exposed to the man, and she made sure to spread her lower lips apart with a single, trembling hand. "Look at how wet I am! Breed me, Master! Give me a whole family of half-breed kids! Please!"
"Quite the choice," Rose giggled, sitting where her Master left her as his eyes bounced from one woman to another. They were both so eager for his cock...
Honestly, I found Natsume the hotter of the two, but she was also a bit too proud of herself. He needed to bring her down a peg.
He went to Alexia, and Natsume's whines were ignored as he took Alexia by the chin and kissed her lips. Her eyes widened as she felt the divine lips of the man her body loved. Her broken, cum addicted body melted against his as his lips gently dominated hers.
It was almost romantic. Almost sweet. Then he slammed his cock into her as she sat on the edge of the table. Her body embraced him as she broke the kiss, screaming in pleasure as his cock filled her body.
"Ahhhh!" Her eyes widened.
He felt his thrusts push into her, pounding her, driving her to mewl and moan as her eyes widened. He kissed her neck as her body imprisoned him, 'forcing' him to fill her wet cunt with his cock.
Her body was like a sheathe, made to perfectly fit the long, phallic shaft of his cock. His hips became like a pale blur, his hips bucking back and forth, driving his cock into the gorgeous princess and feeling her mewl and moan against his body. She trembled with each thrust, shaking as his cock throbbed inside of her.
The beautiful princess clung to the man, holding him tight, even wrapping her legs around him as his dick pounded her wet hole. She could feel his precum spilling out, marking her insides as her eyes rolled into her head.
And she came. As if the first thrust was all it took to make her body convulse, sending her into a sequence of trembling shakes. Her body fell in love with his cock as he struck while the iron was hot, forging her into his little slave, teaching her her place.
"You're a natural born slut," he whispered, and her screams were shrill and passionate. Yet she heard every word with ease. "You were born to be a whore. A body like yours. Lewd and seductive by nature. Teasing the men with your shape.... Your natural place is to be a slave to a great man. Such as-"
"Y-yo-ooh, you!" she panted.
Well, she was learning fast. "You will never find it, ahhh!" The wet clap of his cock pounding her pussy filled the air. Rose moaned quietly where she laid, touching her own sensitive cunt. "-a greater happiness than serving my Husband."
The words that became her new reality brought forth another orgasm from Alexia. She leaned her head back, and released another scream, letting the sound flow out of her mouth and fill the room once more as her body twitched and trembled.
Another orgasm, and this time her body fell limp. Her arms and legs lost their strength as another orgasm rocked her body. She fell back, laying flat on the table as he continued to make love to her, fucking her hard and fast and driving her to mewl in bliss.
"Ahhh!"
He moved faster, as if each thrust would pound this new reality into her. He went in for the kill, ending her independent spirit. "You will, mmh, direct all feelings and desires, ahhh, onto me! I am your reason to live! Nothing is more important than making me happy! Nothing is-"
"M-muhhh, more importan-taaaah!"
Another orgasm, this time bestowed upon her by her Master's cum. He came inside of her, shooting his seed deep into her wet, waiting cunt, filling her with the thick cream and leaving her moaning and mewling in bliss, a wide, eager smile on her face as her body trembled and she felt his cum flowing along her insides.
It was bliss. It was, as she said, her reason to live.
She ended up cumming so hard that she lost consciousness, blacking out on his cock and falling limp as her face remained frozen for a moment, locked in a wide, beaming grin. Her back arched as she came once more, her body quivering, her moans clearly heard, before she fell limp. Her smile faltered, just a bit, and she was left laying on the table with a shaky smile on her soft lips.
He pulled his cock out and cum dribbled out of her well fucked cunt, slowly spilling down onto the table. He ignored it as he turned his gaze upon Natsume, who stared at him with an excited, if nervous smile.
Her eyes had been locked on him and the princess the whole time. Now she was left staring at his cock, begging that finally it was her turn. She was so desperate, bordering on falling on her knees to beg once more.
She showed some restraint just laying there, her love juices dripping down her leg. I chuckled. He moved closer, and he watched her eyes lingering on him.
"You're so wet, Natsume. Such a needy elf."
"N-no," she replied, more out of instinct than belief.
He chuckled, before he leaned down to capture her lips with his. He caught the slight twitch. Her body shifted away ever so slightly, as if she was avoiding his kiss. Her eyes were staring at the wall.
Peculiar, and annoying.
"Do you have a boyfriend, Natsume?"
"N-no." He raised his brow, and somewhere in his mind, he knew that she wasn't lying. Of course, there were plenty of other options. "Do you have someone you care about? Of the not so fairer sex?"
"T-there is a boy..."
"One you like?" And she nodded in reply.
If I was a better person, maybe knowing about her feelings for a young, probably kind, soul would have stopped me. Too bad I was, indeed, a bit of an asshole. Instead, he decided to take that love for himself, leaving the boy with nothing, but a hateful woman.
I leaned in, capturing her lips and feeling her muffled moans pressing against him. She kissed back, even pushing his tongue into her mouth and earning a loud moan from him once more.
Natsume trembled, though she did not pull away, nor did she even try to break the kiss. She was on the verge of a long fall... And he gave her a push. He broke the kiss and she was panting, shaking as she hung on every word.
"It's okay to love someone else."
"R-really?"
"Really. Still, I'm worried... When I start to fuck you, you know, impale you on my cock, most likely you will transfer those feelings to me. With each thrust into your tight, wet, cock worshiping cunt, think of me. The man who corrupted you."
The man who saved her.
"With each thrust... You just might love and respect that boy less and less. Until the only thing in which you feel for him will be hate, and... loathing," he growled.
Her eyes widened. Her mind tried to see reason in his words, but she was still uninitiated in the new reality. This wasn't the world anymore. It was his world.
He ripped a hole in her pantyhose and pushed, slamming his cock into her and driving her to mewl in pleasure as the veiny shaft of his cock filled her body and drove her to squeal in bliss.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he praised Rose for knowing to leave Natsume's pantyhose in one piece for him. Such a caring, thoughtful girl.
"AHHHHH!" The screams that came from the elf were loud and euphoric. They were the screams of someone who had never known the pleasure of flesh. From someone uninitiated in desire and passion.
From someone who never truly knew what love was.
"Oh, f-fuck, kuh, kahh, fuck, fuck, mmmh!" The writer was driven to whimper, curse, and cry as tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. His cock plunged into her again and again, leaving her shaking as precum coated her insides, dribbling all along her soaking wet cunt. "Haa, haa, oh, fuck!"
As for her Master, he had to admit, her elf body felt like it was built to be bred. The way her pussy convulsed around his cock, squeezing it tightly. It was different from a human's cunt. He wondered if all elves were so... breedable.
He glanced at her face, and he saw the results of his cock and pounding thrusts. Each strike was a blow to her heart, each thrust cracked at her shackles of love.
Everytime his cock slid into her, every inch was like a strike at her emotions, slowly tearing and ripping those feelings of puppy love into something more proper for a woman. His woman.
He converted her into his slave, letting his pounding thrusts help her be reborn like Rose and Alexia...
Her face was changing, becoming more and more responsive to his cock. Her screams, despite all sense, seemed to grow louder as she sang the familiar song of praise for his body.
"Y-yahhh, your cock!"
"Hmm?" He teased, reaching a hand down to knead at her tit.
She felt her tears falling down her face. She couldn't stop herself. It was almost beyond words. How did one describe the sensation of their body being rewritten by a thick, hard, girthy cock fucking her?
It was ruining her, and gods help her, she loved the feeling. "l-it's beyond wo-oooh! Wooo-rraaah, mmh! Words! I-I love it! It feels so good, Master!"
There we go.
"I love it, I love it, I-ahhh, I love your cock inside of me! More, more, please, let it ruin me! Let it turn me into a simpering, lowly whore for your cock! Let me, ahh, write fables of your glorious member, let me etch it into history itself!"
Well, the joys of fucking a writer....
"Tell me, writer, what you would say, ahh, about my cock."
"T-that it is divine," she moaned. "That it is glory. That it is, ahh, why we are women. T-to experience this pleasure, mmh, to feel the girth of your cock as it, ahhhh, plunges inside of me! T-that is why I'm alive!"
Her dirty talk became lewder and more elaborate with each thrust, just as her feelings for her first love turned to rancid hatred and bitter resentment. He kept moving his hips, pounding her body, before he felt her shake... and she came on his cock, screaming in ecstasy as her pussy juices spilled out and coated his dick, and the desk below her.
She came on his dick just like the other whores had, and he savored her lewd expression as the writer was left without words.
Before he pulled away, though, she uttered a single word. "B-Beta..."
"Excuse me?"
"M-my name. My name is, B-B, mmh, Beta."
"Hm. Interesting." He'd have to ask about the reasoning behind that secret later. For now, he had more pressing matters to attend to. Such as his own orgasm.