Hillary couldn't believe this was happening to her. She was supposed to be the one in charge here, she had royal connections, killer looks and the whole package. Even the King and his Queen Mother had never for once treated her with this level of vulgar.
Now, some smart-ass servant of the Valthorne family was sitting there grinning, telling her to march over, spread her legs and ride his dick until he filled her up like a cheap whore.
Her pussy was on fire, the toxin she used on Zaja had totally turned against her and was now acting on her. Not to mention the very contact she had with the Vessel turned her brain into a horny soup. One more minute and she'd be humping the furniture. Even if she didn't do as Zaja said and left the room, she'd end up fucking every guard in House Valthorne before sunrise.
And Zaja knew this for a fact, he knew he had the advantage here and he was going to use it!
Hillary glared at him, the Vessel was slouched in his chair like he owned the damn house, watching her with a lazy and amused smirk.
"Smells like a wet bitch in here," he said, sniffing the air like a dog. "Ohh… that's just you leaking for me already, is that not so… Lady Wagner?" he said.
That was the breaking point, she couldn't take it any longer. The way Zaja looked at her and manspread in the chair stirred her even more. She ripped from her position, her thighs shaking and her tits bouncing hard enough to hurt. She marched straight to him, trying to look pissed instead of desperate for a release.
"You think you're slick don't you?" she hissed at him as she climbed onto his lap and staddled him. "I don't know what the hell you did to me, some kind of aphrodisiac crap, but guess what? Once this hallucinogen clears, I will regain my control over my mutation and I will milk you to death!"
"You will cry and beg me to stop, but I will keep draining you till the last drop of cum leaks from your cock…" she was now somewhat high from the power of her own toxin and the power of desire.
Zaja raised an eyebrow in mockery. "I'd like to see how that would play out, I think the contrary will be the case here as I will be the one to fuck you to stupor"
With her hands fumbling, she went for his belt on pure instinct and yanked his pants down. Then his cock sprang out like it was pissed off at the world for keeping it locked up for so long.
Hillary froze even till mute.
'Sweet mother of fuck!!!' her mind was bamboozled as the size of Zaja's shlong. It was thick, veiny, angry looking, the head already shiny with a tear drop of precum. No way that was real and now way that fit inside anything human— atleast that's what she thought.
"What the hell are you," she blurted. "That's not natural, you used some kind of spell or potion or something!"
"Ha! You must be having a laugh…100% home grown, princess," Zaja said smirking wider. "Scared?"
Her ears twitched like they were cheering for his dick. She knew she was fucked and her earlier plan to fuck him to stupor was not going to fly.
But the heat between her legs was winnning and she was now in contact with the Crimson Deity Vessel once more. Hillary grabbed the base of his shlong, her fingers couldn't even meet and she hiked her skirt up to see that her thighs were soaked with juices literally dripping onto his lap.
"Don't you dare make a single sound…" she muttered as she lined that monster up with her pussy hole. "Just shut the fuck ahhh…"
She sank down with a hard plop and the stretch burned for half a second, then the power of desire kicked in and turned the pain into pure filthy pleasure. Her pussy made splurting sounds and little trickles of she-cum ran down zaja's cock as she let out the most pathetic squel.
"F-fuck… you're too big, its even bigger than the Kings'"
Zaja didn't move, he didn't grab her hips, he didn't even do so much as grope her ass, he did nothing. Just sat there like a king waiting for his tribute.
"That's a compliment I'm willing to accept," he said with a small smirk.
Hillary glared through the haze and she realized she had made it through the first breath, her pussy was now adjusting to the size of the vessel's cock. She started moving, slow at first, rolling her hips and letting her tight cunt swallow him inch by inch. Up, down, grinding in circles, her fat ass slapping again this thighs.
"Don't just sit there, moan you white haired bastard," she panted, speeding up. "I'm gonna drain you so fucking dryer than any dessert in the Ethereal Realm!"
Her ass started clapping for real now, loud and wet with her juice bouncing everywhere in droplets.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
She was riding him like a desperate slut and she hated how fucking good it felt.
It was at this moment Zaja grinned. "Alright," he said with a low voice. "Lets play shall we…"
He skewed his mind sharply and the Desire System came to reality, 'Skill… Perpertual Vibrator…"
Ding!
~Vessel has activated a skill >Perpetual Vibrator<~
~Perpetual Vibrator is a temporary skill that gives the vessel the ability to make his body and any structure he touches to vibrate at will~
~The intensity of the vibration is limited to the vessels Arcane units~
Boom, some freaky violet energy exploded out of him and slammed into her body. At the same exact second, his cock started buzzing fast and hard like a goddamn lightning rod inside her pussy.
Hillary's eyes rolled back with pleasure. She had never for once in her life experienced such pleasuring technique and it came suddenly that she was already having a massive parade on his dick.
"W-wait, what the fuck is…"
Zzzt, Zzzt, Zzzt.
Every thrust sent electric jolts through her walls and her cunt clamped down like it was trying to keep him prisoner forever, never wanting to let him go. She squirted so hard it splashed both of them.
"Oh fucking fuck! Oh by the gods! Yes! Now! Stop! don't stop!"
Her hips wouldn't quit either, she was bouncing like a rabbit on crack. Her ass cheeks thunder-clapped against his balls and her hair flopped wild like a hurricane.
Zaja leaned back, arms behind his head, watching her fall apart. "Told yah, Wagner," he said with a calm tone. "I am absolute and I always win…"
And Hillary couldn't even argue, she was too busy screaming her brains out and creaming all over the cock that she just compared to her dear King's.