“You are Domos King Lorent…?”
Ansandra was in a stupor as Dominic pulled
on her hand and guided her to a dimly-lit room with magic orbs floating in it.
She was mercilessly thrown inside.
The Princess thought her mind would burn
out from the humiliating treatment, but she realized she had been thrown onto a
red carpet thick enough to bury her hands.
Once she realized what that meant, she
looked up.
As she lay collapsed on the floor, she saw
a large man sitting in a large chair.
She had never been here before, but she
could tell this was the audience chamber.
That had to be the royal throne.
She received a short response to her
question.
“Yes…”
She shuddered at the cold tone and focused
her eyes.
The man sitting solidly in the
sturdy-looking throne was resting his head in his hand and his upper body was
entirely bare. His lower body was hidden by a gorgeous scarlet blanket.
(This is my husband…)
Any woman would be interested in the man
who was to be her husband. Ansandra did not have it in her to get up from the
floor, but she did stare at the man.
He was nothing like she had expected, but
there were some similarities in a good way.
He was a wild-looking and muscular man who
gave of a manly scent.
He had a masculine face, sharp eyes, a
somewhat pointed chin, a thick neck, broad shoulders, a solid chest, and the
height to match. He had a well-balanced build.
His body could be perfectly compared to
tempered steel.
Ansandra gulped and could not stop staring.
Her cheeks visibly flushed and a surge of electricity seemed to run through her
entire body.
But this was not the embarrassment of a
girl seeing the opposite sex naked (or at least shirtless) for the first time.
She was overwhelmed by the aura of ambition this strange man gave off.
It may have been similar to the emotion
felt upon seeing a masterpiece painting.
The large sword casually placed by his side
likely contained some powerful magic and had spilled the blood of countless
men.
That sinister sword spoke to the truth of his
alleged deeds.
He was frightening. He would crush any who
opposed him, even if they were family. There were dark rumors that he had
killed his own father to ascend to the throne, and the intensity Ansandra felt
made her think they might just be true. At the same time, she sensed a wicked
attraction that left people with no choice but to follow him.
(A conqueror…? Is this a conqueror!? Is
this what a conqueror looks like?)
Ansandra trembled as she felt her skin
crawl and she heard a calm woman’s voice from behind.
“This is Clanaria’s 2nd Princess Ansandra.
As you can see, she is beautiful, but I believe her body would better be
described as skinny than slender.”
The hateful voice belonged to Dominic.
Ansandra was immediately snapped back into
reality.
“She might appear strong-willed on the
surface, but she is a sheltered princess at the core. She seems to have been
sleeping with Lucy, the daughter of her kingdom’s General Albare, but her body
is undeveloped. She seems fairly inexperienced even in masturbation. She has
abundant sexual juices and very little pubic hair. Her pussy flesh’s color is a
little pale. Based on my investigation, she is undoubtedly a virgin.”
This topic made Ansandra feel terribly unpleasant and she wanted to raise her
voice and stop the woman, but thanks to her sexual inexperience, she felt like
Dominic had a weakness to use against her after she was given such great
pleasure and even peed at the end.
“A virgin…”
After listening to his aide’s sick report, Lorent repeated the final term and
did not sound particularly interested. That lack of energy sounded to Ansandra
like he too thought Dominic’s report went too far.
“If she is not to your liking, should we
kill her and send her back? Or should we use her as a fucktoy for the
soldiers?”
The young king shook his head at Dominic’s
eager suggestion. At the same time, the blanket over his lap moved. He must
have crossed his legs.
The wild man looked arrogantly down at the
girl on the red carpet and thoroughly observed her body.
Ansandra tensed when she realized he was
appraising her.
Inside the red dress of the finest silk,
her bust was indeed small, but her long blonde hair, her shiny white skin, the
smooth line from her neck to her shoulders, and her perfectly defined
collarbones were blessed with plenty of feminine beauty. She was a beautiful
girl who would undoubtedly grow into a beautiful woman.
Ansandra had never had a man looking at her
so crudely before. His sanpaku eyes contained the light of great ambition that
made him undeniably sexy and forced her to focus on his sexuality.
“Dominic. I know you are aware I must
permanently control Clanaria and its fertile lands if I am to make my ambition
a reality. That makes this princess invaluable to me. I must tame her and have
her dedicate both her body and soul to me.”
That blunt utilitarian comment told
Ansandra that this political marriage had been a trap.
But strangely, she was not surprised. She
had had her suspicions after Dominic revealed her true nature and she had
sensed something dangerous in Lorent that told her he might just do that.
She tensed with nerves and the young king
smiled at her.
“Now, allow me to introduce myself. I am
Domos King Lorent. Welcome to my kingdom, Princess of Clanaria, my bride. I was
prepared to love you no matter how ugly you were, but that seems to have been
rude of me. I have never seen a woman so beautiful. You I can love from the
heart.”
Ansandra was irritated by his blatant lies,
so she finally stood up.
She fixed her skirt, put her hands on her
hips, and replied with bold sarcasm.
“Yes, I could really sense your noble love
in the entire situation here.”
Now that her suspicions had been confirmed,
she felt free to treat this like enemy territory.
If they were going to kill her, that was
fine by her. Misfortune was common in political marriages, so she steeled
herself for the worst. She would meet an end she could be proud of.
“So this is a princess from the great plain
kingdom of Clanaria. You have some fire in your belly for such a young girl.
Heh heh heh. At least this should be interesting.”
Lorent followed Ansandra’s lead and stood
up.
As he did, the blanket fell from his lap.
“…!?”
Ansandra was so shocked that her show of
courage was stripped away and she covered her face with her hands. That may have
been the sad habit of a maiden raised as a proper lady.
The fact that she carefully observed him
from between her fingers was a sign of a shaken maiden’s heart caught between
embarrassment and curiosity.
She saw something sitting between Lorent’s
thighs.
(Eh! What? A cat? No, it’s too big… That’s
a person…a woman!?)
A nude woman was hidden there with her face
buried n Lorent’s crotch.
The naked woman was down on all fours like
an animal and she had her face in close to the man’s hips, but then she gave a provocative
look back toward Ansandra.
Ansandra recognized the sand-colored eyes
that contained an odd mix of superiority and lust.
It was the woman who had greeted her from
the flying dragon the day before. That warrior woman had a red ponytail and her
brown skin had been barely covered by an indecent outfit.
But she outdid yesterday’s indecency by
having stripped bare today.
She also had her face buried in the man’s
crotch and her round butt lifted up high to give Ansandra a clear view of her
feminine flower garden dripping with thick nectar.
“!?”
Ansandra had seen Lucy’s pussy, but seeing
that part of a woman she had barely met left her unsure where to look.
“That’s enough, Naja. Move back.”
Naja looked up at Lorent in protest, but
once she knew he was not going to change his mind, she nodded in resignation
and looked back at Ansandra once more. She gave the girl a mocking look and
produced an obscenely wet sound while spitting out the object filling her
mouth.
“!?”
The woman smugly watched the virgin
princess’s eyes widen in shock as the glistening rod of flesh gradually left
her red lips.
“Heh heh.”
Naja laughed at her rival in the
competition over the single cock. Once the penis fully left her mouth, she
leaned back and took a deep breath.
The flesh rod sprang upwards.
The thick and clearly-shaped cock was
perfectly matched to Lorent’s large yet well-proportioned body. Ansandra
instinctively understood what it was.
(Th-that is his symbol of masculinity?)
She had left her home to be wed, so some of
the older court ladies had casually given her some sexual knowledge. But seeing
one for herself frightened her.
(It’s big. It’s too big. Is that really
supposed to go inside me…?)
As Ansandra stared at that unbelievable sight, Naja continued to kneel at the
man’s feet, held the glistening penis in both hands, and lovingly rubbed her
cheek against it.
“Your Majesty, please let me have this
before you take the new girl. I’ll go crazy if you make me wait~”
Lorent smiled bitterly at her sweet-voiced
plea and he rubbed her red hair as he answered.
“I’m always showing you my love, so have
some patience. Today I must tame this girl and have her fall for me.”
“You’re so mean!”
Naja wrinkled her nose and protested, but
she obediently let go of Lorent’s penis.
When she stood up, she turned out to be
surprisingly short. She was only as tall as Ansandra, if not a little shorter.
But she had a healthy body full to bursting with vitality, her shoulders were
broader, and her entire body was thicker front to back.
Her voluptuous naked body was flushed with
lust and Ansandra through she looked like the pretty but ill-tempered cats that
lived in the jungles of the southern kingdom of Ranchero.
“I’ll let Her Majesty the Queen have you
today, but don’t forget to make up for this later.”
Naja placed plenty of sarcasm in the title
“Her Majesty the Queen” and her sand-colored eyes swept across Ansandra’s body.
Then she straightened her own back as if to
show off her ample breasts and angrily walked out of the audience chamber while
making sure to jiggle the butt swelling out below her slender waist.
Glistening love juices dripped down her
thick and muscular inner thighs. This should have been shameful for a woman, so
her bold behavior was incomprehensible to Ansandra.
“Dominic. I have no need for you today
either. I will be busy with my bride.”
After receiving her master’s instructions,
that mistress elegantly and politely bowed just like a consummate government
official.
“That girl is an enemy, so who knows how
she might be plotting to harm you. I apologize, but I would prefer to remain by
your side.”
“Do as you wish.”
Lorent smiled bitterly at her stiff way of
speaking and gave his approval without showing any real displeasure.
Then he looked at Ansandra again.
“Sorry about the wait, my bride. We have
never met before and we are only marrying for the sake of our kingdoms. We have
no love for each other now, but love can be built.”
“Love can be built?”
Hearing this man speak of love felt like an
insult to the goddess of love.
“Yes, we can start building love between us
with an act meant for husband and wife.”
The dangerous man slowly walked over in the
nude and with his penis erect.
Ansandra was overwhelmed by instinctual
fear and she tried to run away.
But Lorent noticed, so he swiftly grabbed
the fleeing lamb’s left wrist and pulled her into his chest.
“What are you doing? This is cruel!”
Ansandra struggled, but she could not
gather any strength as he embraced her slender shoulders and pulled her up onto
her toes.
Lorent whispered coldheartedly into her
ear.
“I hate virgins. All they do is wail and
they are so boringly identical. A woman suited to be a king’s pillow must be
like an offering to a god: familiar with men and able to pleasure and soothe
him. Only then can we achieve equal pleasure. That is the sign of a woman fit
for a king.”
“Then go find a woman like that. Don’t get
me involved.”
Ansandra’s usual elegance was gone as she
struggled like any young girl, but there was nothing she could do.
“That I can’t do, Princess of Clanaria. To
me, you are as great a treasure as a mountain of gold. Domos’s future greatly
depends on you.”
Lorent moved his face in close.
Ansandra lowered her head to escape, but
that brought his glistening manhood into view.
“No.”
When she quickly raised her head to drive
that sinister thing from view, he grabbed her slender chin and stole her lips.
Her large blue eyes opened in surprise and
she realized how an herbivore must feel when caught by a carnivore without
warning. There was nothing she could do. She would be devoured.
Lorent brushed up Ansandra’s bangs and
licked across her lips before pinching her upper lip between his lips. Then he
went for a full kiss. Their mouths opened and pressed together in a deep kiss
where they inhaled each other’s breaths.
It was powerful, supple, and arousing. He
seemed to know exactly what to do. His tongue moved every which way. He was far
more skilled and wild than Lucy, who (thinking back) had been somewhat awkward.
(Ahh, why…? This forced kiss feels so good.)
She had only just met him, so she of course
felt no love for him. In fact, he scared her and made her tremble, but she felt
strength leaving her body as he kissed her.
“Nn, nn, mhh…”
Ansandra fell into a daze as she let him
kiss her, but then she sensed Dominic’s gaze on her cheek.
That brilliant woman still kept any
expression from her face, but a light of crazed jealousy burned in her deep
green eyes.
When she noticed that, the girl felt an odd
joy and sense of superiority in her chest.
It was a long kiss, but after he seemed to
have licked across every bit of her mouth, it finally ended.
“…Phew.”
Once her lips were released, her extreme
sexual arousal and oxygen deprivation left Ansandra dizzy.
She almost collapsed on the spot, but the
man’s arms embraced her.
She had never known being held to a man’s
chest could be so calming, so she entrusted herself to this first experience
with the opposite sex.
(Ahh, what will happen if I entrust
everything to this man?)
Her maiden’s heart was intoxicated by the
surrounding masculine aroma and Lorent responded by kissing her neck, placing
her lips on her collarbone, and smelling her hair.
“You smell lovely.”
The fragrant scent of the virgin girl’s
slender nape mixed with the perfume the maids had prepared for their precious
princess in the bath and the combined aroma tickled at the man’s nose with a
fairy-like elegance. Lorent seemed entranced as he licked up her white neck and
bit her ear.
“Ahhh.”
Ansandra gave a sensual sigh and found her
dress had been undone on the back.
The red silk dress fell from her body and
to the floor.
Her seductive lingerie came into view. The
seamless stockings, strapless bra, garter belt, and corset emphasized her juvenile
figure.
But she wore no panties. She blushed at
having that embarrassing fact revealed.
“I see Dominic teased you. Not to worry.
It’s a nice view.”
Ansandra had feared he would mock her for
being a slut when he saw her lack of panties, so his unexpectedly kind words
tugged at her heart and she had to frantically restrain herself by asking a
question.
“I have a question.”
“What is it?”
Lorent’s black eyes faced Ansandra’s blue
ones at close range.
“What is your ambition and your dream? From
what you said earlier, it isn’t the destruction of Clanaria.”
“…”
After an oppressive silence, Lorent smiled
and answered.
“I see. So you aren’t completely brainless.
Fine then. I shall tell you. I wish to unify the continent.”
“Unify the continent…”
She had half expected this. What other
dream would this idiot of a conqueror have?
The continent had once had as many as 150
kingdoms in it, but they had been culled down to about 50. Those kingdoms
fought battle after battle while repeatedly conquering, usurping, or
rebuilding, but none of them had yet managed to unify the entire continent.
The Ralfint Kingdom had come close long
ago, but there was no sign of it now.
“That’s ridiculous…”
Lorent smiled at Ansandra’s comment.
“It is entirely possible with your
cooperation. With the military might of Domos and the economic might of
Clanaria, the world will be mine.”
“And what do you accomplish by unifying the
continent? You would only be satisfying your own pride.”
He would rule the furthest reaches of the
world. Only a conqueror would want that honor. The citizens and soldiers
obeying him would care more about their own wives and children.
And it would take significant effort to
rule all that conquered land.
The Ralfint Kingdom had conquered the
eastern side of the continent and built up a large territory, but they had
ultimately failed to unite the continent.
“That’s right. I simply want to do it. I
know I can do it. It might ultimately change the world and it might not. Either
way, I will rule the continent. And I am making you my wife, so you hold the
same dream. I am giving you the honor of being the queen of the first king to
unify the continent. You should rejoice.”
What was he saying? Ansandra’s home was
Clanaria.
Her father, her mother, her sister, and her
friends were all there. How could she rejoice in helping destroy that kingdom?
She froze in place like she was facing down
a monster and Lorent suddenly grabbed his sword.
“That’s in the way.”
Removing her delicate lingerie must have
been too much of an effort because he swung the sturdy sword.
“Eek!”
Ansandra tensed up because she had not
expected him to aim the sword her way.
He cut the connection between the two cups
covering her breasts.
The bra fell away.
“Ah.”
That final remnant of her underwear floated
down like a feather.
Having been stripped bare by a sword strike,
Ansandra stared down at her own body.
The sturdy sword’s wind pressure had
frightened her, but her soft skin was impressively free of injury.
She breathed a sigh of relief, her hips
gave out, and she slumped down to the floor.
This brought his sinister-looking cock
right in front of her face, so she quickly looked the other way.
“Heh heh heh… How cute.”
Lorent laughed bitterly, crouched down to
look her in the eye, and then pushed her onto her back.
“Wh-what are you-…?”
She tried to resist, but she was helplessly laid down on the red carpet.
Lorent viewed her body from the top of her
head to the tips of her toes.
“A splendid body. Was Clanaria raising you
to be a diplomatic trump card at some point?”
“P-please…don’t look…”
Ansandra blushed, closed her eyes, and
tried to hide her breasts and crotch with her hands, but Lorent’s hands were
too fast for her. They surrounded her small but firm breasts.
Her breasts paled in comparison to adults
like Dominic, Naja, Lucy, and Virginia, but it was not that she had nothing
there. The small areolae and lovely nipples stuck out about right for a girl of
her age.
“Your skin feels nice.”
Her fine skin was of the utmost quality. Not
even silk was as smooth.
Entranced by the softness of her skin,
Lorent groped the entirety of her breasts.
Ansandra could not fight his masculine
strength and simply let him do as he wished.
“Uuh…”
When his fingertips touched her nipples, a
tremor ran through her body and her voice escaped her lips.
“They feel magnificent. I will turn you into
a wonderful woman, like I am polishing a jewel.”
Lorent stroked her nipples between his
thumbs and forefingers with a mocking smile on his lips, but then he grabbed
her left hand, pulled off the long pink glove, and stared at her bared hand.
“Such small hands. Almost like a doll.”
He licked her palm and lifted the arm above
her head.
He stuck his face into her defenselessly
exposed armpit and licked it.
“Ah…?”
Ansandra had not expected this and jumped
in surprise.
But the man-eating wolf continued tasting
the lamb.
“Ahh…nn? Ahh, no…nn…”
He continued his thorough massage of her
small nipple while licking her armpit, so sweet and longing breaths escaped her
mouth against her will.
Next, he lifted her right arm and licked
that armpit as well. He also pinched her nipple which had grown hard and erect.
“Ahhhh…”
Ansandra trembled like an electric current
had run through her.
“Heh. You might be a Clanarian princess and
you might try to act proud, but a woman is a woman.”
While sneering at her, the man placed the other
nipple in his mouth and licked it.
“Ee, no, ahh…”
Ansandra shook from the sensuality
assaulting her.
When Lucy had attacked her, she had trusted
the woman and not minded too much. When Dominic had teased her, it had simply
been humiliating. So with Lorent now, she decided she only had to bear with the
humiliation, but within that humiliation, she felt a part of herself beginning
to succumb and that frightened her.
(This man scares me. He really does, but
that’s only because I’m trying to defy him. I just have to give in. If I offer
him my body and soul, no man could be more comforting.)
As her womanly instincts whispered that to
her, her heart tried to give into the temptation. That frightened her.
Whether he knew of her worries or not,
Lorent took turns pinching and sucking at her nipples. His caress was thorough.
It was even more passionate and stronger than Lucy’s.
She was embarrassed how close she was to
succumbing to the burning sensuality, but she could not resist the carnal
temptation and a sweet voice escaped her.
“Ahhh…♪ Ahhn♪”
Lorent began playing with her nipples even
more strongly and Ansandra arched her back as if holding her nipples out to
him.
“Ahh, why? Why do my…nipples feel so…good!
My nipples feel…too good…ahhhhh.”
Ansandra breathed heated breaths, her mind
fogged over, and she had no idea what she was doing. She was only aware of the
sex juices building up in her vagina. The dying fire lit by Dominic earlier
might have been reignited.
And it burned through something inside her.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!”
The lovely girl with white silky skin
convulsed on the carpet.
Her mind went blank for a moment and, when
her vision returned, she found Lorent’s hand gently stroking her cheek.
“Heh. You already came? That doll-like face
seems to be hiding quite the slut.”
Ansandra was dumbfounded.
(I-I…came just from my nipples? He made
me…cum?)
As she basked in the afterglow of her
forced nipple climax, Lorent lifted up her legs.
“This isn’t over yet. I’ll be having a lot
more fun with you.”
“Eh!?”
It was finally happening. She could tell
she was about to be violated. She was prepared.
(He can defile my body, but he can’t defile
my heart.)
She had a strong-willed pride, but the
man’s actions surpassed the girl’s imagination.
After lifting her legs, he tore off her
tights and sucked at her toes.
(Wh-what is he doing…?)
She had never imagined this hopeful
conqueror would lick a woman’s toes.
(That’s dirty…)
But at the same time, seeing him
desperately sucking at her toes filled her with a different form of arousal.
(He’s trying to win me over…so he’s working
so hard to lick my toes… Yes, he’s serious. He’s seriously trying to seduce
me.)
This made that all too clear. And once she
realized that, the noble princess’s heart filled with an odd sense of superiority
rather than embarrassment.
This man dreamed of conquering the central
plain, but that was the dream of an ignorant child. Anyone who looked at
reality would give up.
The continent’s powerful kingdoms were
always fighting wars, but those were only meant to maintain one’s pride or
steal riches or land.
And yet this man honestly intended to
conquer the continent via military might.
(That is a path paved with untold blood,
tears, and resentment. And unifying the continent will not necessarily bring
peace. It might split apart almost immediately.)
Ansandra had been interested in politics
since she was little, so she knew just how meaningless a unified kingdom was.
She thought it was more worthwhile for
individuals to work toward their own good fortune and wealth.
War produced nothing. It only consumed
assets and manpower.
But here was a fool who had convinced
himself that ridiculous dream was realistic and who was working toward
accomplishing it.
He was older than her. He had great
physical and muscular strength. If he wanted to, he could strangle her to death
right now. And he was a dangerous man who had in fact killed many.
She knew that, but she found him oddly
adorable.
He was willing to lick a girl’s feet if it
would make that dream a reality. If possible, she wanted to grant him that
dream.
Was it her maternal instincts that briefly
allowed that feeling to sprout in her heart?
But she knew the reality of the situation.
With Domos’s current strength as a kingdom, attacking the central plain would be
suicide.
While it was true he had destroyed two
kingdoms and brought them to their knees, those had both been remote kingdoms. They
were nothing like the central plain’s great kingdom of Clanaria.
But if he could permanently conquer
Clanaria, his ambition would become much more realistic.
(He needs my cooperation to make that
happen. Yes, this man’s ambitious dream is reliant on me.)
She had never felt greater delight.
As that wicked joy gradually, gradually
dissolved into her body, Lorent licked all ten of her toes, between the toes,
and even underneath her pink shell-like nails. Then he kissed the bottom of her
feet, her heel, and her ankle. He finally kissed her calf.
(This man loves me…)
Even if it was based in self-interest and
ambition, she sensed frightening passion here. It stirred up sweet arousal
inside her as a woman…no, as a sexual being.
Lorent’s right hand suddenly reached her
crotch.
“Ah.”
She had been so lost in the joy of him licking
her feet that she was caught off guard and could not resist.
During her confusion, he scratched at the
golden hair and placed his index, middle, and ring fingers over her slit to
seal it shut.
“You’re feeling a great longing here,
aren’t you?”
The man grinned and pressed his three
fingers down around her vagina.
“Ahhn, ahhh, hahhh…yes…”
The pressure from his hand seemed to lift up her pelvis and it was just strong
enough to give her comfortable pleasure.
“Ah…ahn.”
Lorent watched Ansandra’s moaning face as
he adjusted his finger technique to caress the soft flesh within her labia with
unbelievable softness and delicacy.
(D-don’t look at me like that…)
The beautiful white of his sanpaku eyes had
a magic that drove her feminine heart wild.
It scared her how deeply she was falling
for him.
“Ahh, ah…ahh, ahh…”
Her body convulsed.
“You came again? Oh? That’s a lot of love
juices. Is it because you’re so young?”
He looked down at Ansandra’s melted
expression and licked his glistening fingertips.
(I-I’m enjoying…this man’s caress…)
Ansandra blushed and turned her head away.
But in truth, Lorent had not just been
speaking to her. He had made sure the dejected-looking mature woman could hear
and Dominic’s eyebrows clearly reacted.
“Now, time to spread these legs.”
With a sadistic smile, the man lifted up
the back of the embarrassed girl’s knees and did exactly that.
Ansandra’s entire hidden slit was exposed
now. He had thought she might resist, but she did nothing of the sort.
She had been born a princess, so her maids
had always taken care of her and she had no qualms about being seen naked. He
had seen her nipples, so it was no more embarrassing for him to see her vagina
and clitoris. Plus, he had already seen her embarrassingly indecent behavior.
Lorent took advantage of her obedience by
carefully observing her pussy.
Her golden pubic hair had yet to fully grow
in, but it glistened with feminine nectar and was plastered to her skin.
The flesh bud and fleshy folds inside the
spread lips were a beautiful salmon pink. The small clitoris was erect and
doing its best to be noticed, but it was still inside its hood and not even its
head was poking out.
Even her tight pink anus was visible.
“Since you had resorted to lesbianism, I
assumed you would be more developed.”
“It was just the one time.”
His comment stimulated her pride as a
woman, so she harshly protested.
“I was not criticizing you. It is a
beautiful flower garden. I meant it is well worth laying waste to.”
Lorent felt a need to carefully caress the
undeveloped crevice, so he placed Ansandra’s legs on his shoulders. The love
nectar built up in the flower petals dripped down toward her anus, but it never
seemed to run out as more and more flowed out.
“Talk about a flood. Do you want my cock
that badly?”
Ansandra tensed up at his joking comment.
Was it finally time?
“Heh heh heh. How brave. You are such a cute princess. But I am not so
impatient that I need to penetrate you right away. I will caress you much more
first. Seeing you in pain might not be bad, but you are my precious bride. I
want to avoid hurting you if possible, so don’t worry.”
He gave her a cruel smile and buried his
face in her spread pussy lips.
“Hwah…”
He started licking softly despite his rough
appearance.
He took his time to lick across her pussy
lips while only just barely touching her.
He used his tongue to enjoy the delicate flesh
that seemed to melt when he did touch it. He licked all over the area.
“Ahn, ahh ahh…ahhh.”
Her slender legs tensed and her thighs
convulsed. Even the slow teasing of his cunnilingus brought pleasure.
When Lucy’s lips had sucked at her, it had
been with the intensity of a storm and she had nearly lost herself in the
pleasure, but this was different. He was clearly very skilled.
“Hee…ahn, that feels good. Ahhn, ahh…It’s
going to drive me crazy.”
When he diligently licked her vulva from
bottom to top, Ansandra felt her brain melting. She was not aware of it
herself, but her butt rose from the floor and pursued Lorent’s tongue.
“Heh heh. Enjoy it. Otherwise I would have
no reason to do this.”
Lorent laughed quietly at the virgin
princess’s honest reaction and then he used his tongue even more persistently.
His tongue gently parted the two sensitive
inner lips and continued further in.
He took turns licking along the inside of
each lip from bottom to top and then his tongue reached the tip of her
clitoris.
“Ah, ahh…ahh…why does it…feels so good? My
body is melting it feels so good…”
Her vagina had become a pool of love
juices, but instead of just sticking his tongue in and stirring it up, he would
sometimes change his timing and move his tongue in clever ways to toy with the
proud princess.
He worked open the hidden hole’s entrance
with the tip of his tongue.
“I can’t…I can’t take any more… Please…”
She had completely forgotten the
humiliation of being toyed with by the man who intended to destroy her home
kingdom. She simply moaned lustfully and pleaded him with a sweet, nasal voice.
Not even she was sure what she wanted him to do.
Lorent smiled bitterly at the girl’s
troubled expression, grabbed her still slender hips, and stuck his tongue into
her greatest depths.
“Ahh, ahh…w-wahhn.”
He stuck his tongue into the entrance of
her hidden hole, stirred up the nectar built up deep inside, and suddenly
sucked it out.
“Slurrrrp.”
Ansandra wanted to cover her ears to block
out the obscene sound of him slurping out her love juices.
“Nooooo…stop.”
She was so embarrassed that she covered her
face and writhed on the floor, but her violator mercilessly sucked out the
sexual soup.
Then he looked up.
“Pant, pant, pant…”
Ansandra’s honeypot was filled with milk
white love juices instead of clear love juices.
“Heh heh. What a horny girl.”
“…”
Ansandra was left speechless and he lifted
her legs up even higher.
“This isn’t over yet. I will show you so
much pleasure you can never live without me again.”
With that arrogant proclamation, the
warrior buried his face in her crotch once more. But his aim was a little
different from before.
Before she could express any confusion, his
wet tongue touched her anus.
“Eh? Th-that place is dirty…”
Ansandra panicked, but she had no way of
escaping.
“Ah, no, why, but…my butt…even my butt…?”
She had never even imagined her anus could
be an erogenous zone, but she could not fight reality.
He licked around her anus as if counting
the wrinkles and the stimulation to the erogenous zone eventually brought
Ansandra to climax.
“Ah, not my butt… I can’t be cumming from
my butt…!!!”
The proud second princess of the great
central plain kingdom of Clanaria orgasmed with her butt held high.
Cumming from her anus was different than
from her breasts, her labia, or her G-spot. The guilt brought a shuddering
chill along with the climax.
“You came from your anus? You are well
worth developing.”
“P-please forgive me… Don’t do anything
more to me…”
The multiple orgasms had surpassed sexually
immature Ansandra’s mental limits.
She tearfully shook her head.
“Oh, I’ve only just begun.”
Lorent returned to her pussy lips with a
sadistic smile. This time, he focused on the very top. He pecked at her
clitoris.
“Hyahn♪”
It was a tingling pleasure. Lucy had done
this too, but he had drawn out the process so long that it felt far better. Simply
touching the flesh pearl through its hood sent pleasure racing up her spine.
And Lorent did not stop there. He peeled
back the hood, sucked out the contents, and directly rubbed the juvenile flesh
with the bumpy borderline between the top and bottom of his tongue.
“Agah…ahhh…”
As a virgin, it was only natural for her
clitoris to be more sensitive than her vagina.
After all the previous teasing, the noble
maiden easily achieved orgasm.
“Pant…pant…pant…”
Her mind went blank and her body convulsed,
but that was not the end. Lorent continued tormenting the extremely sensitive
flesh bud.
“Ow, ahh, ahh, ah, ah…ahhhhheeee…”
The pleasurable feeling assaulted her with
some pain this time. It was too much for her to bear and she tried to escape,
but Lorent would not allow it and held her lower body in place.
His powerful tongue tip moved quickly as if
trying to dissolve a piece of candy in a hurry. So despite the pain, Ansandra
achieved orgasm once more. But the pleasure of this second climax was
accompanied by sharp pain. Then the third orgasm arrived. It came with even
more sharp pain than the second. And then the fourth…
“Eek…no…no more…ah, no…ahhh, no…ah,
ahhh…stop…ah, ah…ah…e-enough…”
She writhed, struggled, shook her sweat
away, sobbed, and pleaded him. It was torture by way of pleasure. As her most
sensitive body part was persistently licked over and over, Ansandra came time
and again with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
She had no idea what was happening. It
hurt, it felt good, and it was embarrassing, but she was entirely at his mercy
as her entire body shook with orgasmic convulsions.
Some fluid squirted out like a small
serpent and hit the man in the face.
That was when Lorent finally lifted his
head.
“Was that piss?”
“Pant, pant…pant…no, um…I can’t believe
myself…”
Since she had only just been forced to wet
herself when Dominic fingered her, it was not much, but she was still a maiden
raised to be a civilized lady. She was horrified that she had peed on a man’s
face.
“Don’t worry about it. I was kind of hoping
Domos’s queen would have more restraint, though.”
After that light comment, Lorent suddenly
got up.
“Yes, that should be enough.”
As Ansandra lay on her back with her legs
spread, his manhood was revealed to her in its full glory.
He brought it to her vagina which was wet
with saliva, love juices, and urine.
But Ansandra was worn out and her
empty-looking eyes did not seem to understand what he was about to do.
And after watching that far, Dominic
clenched her teeth in jealousy. It had been forever since she had received such
thorough and intense oral sex.
Lorent’s impressive cock parted Ansandra’s
lovely flower petals. The thick head pressed roughly against the slender girl’s
hymen and pushed through.
“Ee…”
The previous pain had accompanied pleasure,
but this was bare pain on its own. That instantly brought her back to her
senses, so she desperately tried to slide back and away.
“No, it’s too big… Ow. It’s tearing. My
pussy is tearing!”
“Now, now. Don’t struggle.”
Lorent’s hands pressed hard against her
hips from either side.
As the virgin tried to escape, he pulled
her back and forcibly parted her vagina.
“Ahh…”
Something tore. Ansandra groaned from the
shock and tilted her head back.
But Lorent kept his hips moving forward to
penetrate the virgin’s tight hole.
She felt her crotch spreading so wide she
thought it would tear and she felt great pressure that seemed to press up
against her stomach. The pain was so great that all thought left her mind and
she simply clung to the man before her and dug her fingernails into his back.
“Uuh…ghhhh…”
The flesh sword did not hesitate to push
through the unopened flesh gate and blood sprayed out as it thrust in all the
way to the base.
The pain of being deflowered was joined by
the unease of having that flesh tunnel widened for the very first time. The
virgin subconsciously squeezed at the cock with all her might. Instead of
trying to pleasure the man, she was trying to escape the pain, so she was
desperate too.
The countless folds of flesh wrapped around
and squeezed at the man’s dick.
“Kh.”
Even Lorent groaned at the tightness only
found in a virgin.
Ansandra’s skin had paled due to the pain
as she was pinned to the floor. Her white skin grew even whiter and the wet
glistening of her cold sweat gave her the beauty of a pearl. Lorent placed a
hand on her stiffened cheek.
“Are you okay?”
“…”
Thanks to her sheltered upbringing,
Ansandra had never experienced pain this great. She could not speak and she
simply gave Lorent a tearfully accusatory look.
“Yes, I can see you are in a lot of pain,
but don’t worry. It only hurts the first time. It will start to feel better
next time. Just try to relax and that should help some.”
However, relaxing her tensed muscles was
easier said than done. She actually clung to him even harder.
The beautiful pink-decorated nails of her
delicate hands dug into the man’s back, tore the skin, and allowed blood to
seep out.
That did not bother Lorent, but Dominic
felt an urge to break Ansandra’s fingers as she watched the girl harming her
king.
“Breathe! That will make all the
difference.”
“Pant…pant…”
Ansandra had forgotten to breathe, but his
barked order reminded her.
“Yes. Breathe like that.”
Lorent was arrogant, but he was
surprisingly kind in his concern for her.
Finally, Ansandra’s limbs relaxed from pure
exhaustion. A moment later, the cock charged even deeper inside her.
“Hgh…”
With the thick penis pressing against her
cervix, she frantically squeezed down on the lawless cock once more to prevent
it from moving any further, but she could not stop it this time.
Lorent moved his hips up and down to drive his penis in and out of her.
“Don’t give me that resentful look. There’s
nothing I can do about the pain of defloration. There are some things no one
can do. Just as no one can achieve immortality, no one can bring a woman to
orgasm while she suffers from the pain of defloration. That’s why I said
sleeping with virgins isn’t any fun.”
“But…ah, gh, ahhh.”
“But maybe I should change my views on that
one. You really are my kind of woman. The more noble the woman’s core, the more
fun it is to bend her to your will.”
With that declaration, Lorent thrust his
hips in accordance with his own desire.
“Ngh.”
Each time he drove his hard cock deep
inside her, Ansandra tilted her head back and exposed her white throat.
She felt like he was tearing through her
internal organs. Her petal-like lips hung open as intermittent cries and saliva
erupted out.
Her beautiful blue eyes could not open any
wider and large tears spilled out.
“Hgh…fgh…ahee…hee…”
His ferocious dick was sometimes gentle and
sometimes rough. Just as she thought it was making a more shallow attack, it
would thrust deep through her flesh tunnel.
A shameful amount of fluids gushed out and
he seemed to be disciplining her female flesh for the impure juices.
Ansandra did not have it in her to feel
pleasure and simply suffered from the pain of defloration, but her vaginal
flesh expanded and contracted in just the right way to melt the penis.
Lorent was so lost in the pleasure that his
strokes grew rougher and his male flesh violated her to an overbearing extent.
The female juices filling the flower bud
mixed with the fresh blood while her vaginal walls were rubbed and her womb
attacked. The red blood of her purity had stained both their crotches and inner
thighs.
“Ahh, ahh, ahhh…”
Each time he penetrated, dug at, and
kneaded her soft untouched flesh, her mind would tingle and she felt the
intense stimulus to her sensuality as a woman.
As the man mercilessly violated the sobbing
woman, he made a sudden announcement.
“I’m cumming.”
“Eh? Wh-what…?”
Ansandra did not immediately know what he
meant, but then his cock grew a size thicker inside her.
(No, if it gets any bigger, it really will
tear me apart. No~. What? It’s throbbing!?)
While Ansandra’s eyes widened in surprise
at the change to the manhood inside her, the ferocious beast sprayed its scorching
fluids inside the beautiful maiden’s womb.
“Eek! Nooooooo!!!”
As the hot liquid surged out into the
depths of her body, Ansandra felt like it was spreading out to every part of
her body.
She thought the semen would never end, but
it finally did.
“Phew…”
After releasing so much male milk, the
penis shrank and pulled out of the maiden’s body.
“Your body isn’t bad. I like it. I think
the two of us are quite compatible.”
Lorent was satisfied and he embraced dazed
Ansandra’s body.
A sudden thought came to Ansandra as she
felt the man’s body heat in her entire body.
(Ohh, I was conquered…)
Setting aside the thorough caress before he
had penetrated her, she had only felt pain after the penetration, but the
lingering sense of his weight and the warm fluid flowing inside her was oddly kind of nice.
“Ahh…”
Her body trembled a little and a milky
liquid escaped her closed vagina.
He had cummed so much that it was flowing
back out of her.
Lorent scooped it up and rubbed it on her
inner thigh and lower stomach.
“Um…what are you doing…?”
“Dying you in my color.”
She was shocked by his answer.
(How childish…)
She began to wonder if this was the most
she could expect from a man who dreamed of conquering the world, but it was not
a bad feeling.
As the shock and pain of her first time
caught up with her, she passed out from extreme physical and mental exhaustion.
“Princess, are you okay!?”
Ansandra’s early morning private audience
with Lorent lasted until the sun had long since set.
The Clanarian maids had assumed it would
only be a quick ceremonial greeting, so they had been quite angry and were
ecstatic now that their master had returned to them.
“Sorry I’m so late…”
Ansandra always smiled so brightly, but now
she blushed and gave them the weak and bashful smile of someone trying to hide
something.
She also walked awkwardly, as if she had
something between her legs, so about half of the maids realized what had
happened.
A lot of the maids were married or had lost
their virginity, so they knew exactly what she was feeling.
Granmars, the oldest maid, made up her mind
and asked a question.
“Princess, what kind of person was King
Lorent?”
After three full beats of silence, Ansandra
opened her mouth.
“…He was a wonderful man. He is very manly
and exactly the hero type. They are apparently holding an official ceremony
tomorrow, so you can see him then.”
At the very least, Ansandra’s voice did not
contain any hatred or scorn for her fiancé.
“That is good to hear.”
The maids all breathed a sigh of relief.
Taking her chastity on their first meeting
was inappropriate, but they had come here for her to be his wife. Even if he
had rushed things a bit, there was no a problem as long as she liked him.
“Sorry. I would like to be alone.”
When Ansandra saw more curious gazes on
her, she rejected further questions and moved to her bedroom.
A lot of the maids understood the unstable
mental state brought on by the sense of loss after receiving a man for the
first time, so they fell back.
Meanwhile, Ansandra threw herself face down
on the bed and took a deep breath.
“What do I do? What am I supposed to do?”
She appreciated her aides’ concern, but her
worries were not just the anxieties of a young girl. She was of course still
feeling some pain from losing her virginity, but her heart was in much more pain.
Now that she knew Lorent’s objective was to
invade Clanaria, she needed to get word back. That was her duty as the girl
sent off for a political marriage.
She knew that, but deep in her heart, she
also felt a desire to let that fearless and ambitious man do as he wished. He
was like a savage god, so she felt he might just have what it took to truly
conquer the continent.
If he successfully gained permanent control
of Clanaria, he would indeed create a kingdom with power unmatched anywhere on
the continent. In that case, his plan may not have been as farfetched as it
first seemed.
But it all hinged on his ability to conquer
Clanaria. Domos would have to defeat Clanaria in war. That was far easier said
than done.
Ansandra compared Clanaria’s military strength
to Domos’s as best as he could.
Clanaria was a large kingdom with the
resources and military might to match any of the continent’s most powerful
kingdoms.
When purely talking about the size of their
territory, the eastern kingdom of Ralfint was several times larger.
But that kingdom was trapped in constant
civil war, so it could not function as a proper kingdom.
When looking at pure power as a kingdom,
Clanaria could easily be called the most powerful.
They were often targeted by neighboring
kingdoms hat desired their fertile land, so they had a well-maintained army. People
even bragged that their troops numbered at 200,000.
Then again, that number was a bluff. It was
true they could muster 200,000 if every last adult man in the kingdom was
gathered, but when taking food, equipment, and other logistical issues into
account, they could only mobilize around 30,000 at most. Still, that was an
army that ranked near the top of the continent’s more than 50 kingdoms.
“Does that childish but ambitious man know
how to win this?”
When she pictured his confident, wicked,
and sexy sanpaku eyes, Ansandra could not help but ask.
Clanaria’s investigation had concluded
Domos’s army could only mobilize at most 15,000 men.
And half of those were conscripted soldiers
from the conquered kingdoms of Sulbey and Celeste. She doubted those soldiers
would be much use on the battlefield. Their main force would be the 8000 from
Domos.
“There’s no way they can win. A defensive
war would be one thing, but that difference in troop size will be fatal in an
invasion.”
Ansandra did not know much about military
matters, but she knew the basics.
“Even if their soldiers are made of
different stuff, the difference in top-level commanders is simply too great.”
Other than the overwhelmingly famous King
Lorent, Domos had no real famous commanders.
She tried to think of the names of Domos’s
skilled commanders.
She had heard the names of mid-level
commanders like Stephan, Almeida, Kubdai, Shigsal, Naja, Carnap, Vatistuta, and
Lumishas. Dominic was a secretary and not a military commander, so she was
omitted from the list.
She had not met any of them besides Stephan
and Naja, but she had studied up on their histories.
Stephan was the leader of the Domos
military on both the military and political fronts. Almeida, Kubdai, and
Shigsal were of pure Domos blood and were the commanders of the powerful Domos
cavalry units.
Naja led the flying dragon force, but she
was the head of a special unit and thus not part of their main forces.
Carnap had been a wandering mercenary who
they had chosen to join their army. Instead of showing Domos was flexible and
able to overlook someone’s origin, Ansandra felt like they had been forced to
put him in the center of their army because they had so few skilled people to
choose from.
But those aside, the real problem came with
Vatistuta and Lumishas.
Vatistuta was known as a skilled commander
from the former Celeste Kingdom who had fought Lorent in single-combat and lost
his left arm.
Lumishas was the adopted daughter of the
former Sulbey Kingdom’s last king. Her parents were still alive and were more
or less being used as hostages. Word had it Lorent had forcibly taken her
chastity.
Those two were likely given prominent
positions to console the residents of their former kingdoms, but it was obvious
they had the potential to join an Anti-Domos movement.
The Domos army was far from a monolithic
force.
Meanwhile, Clanaria’s King Baldwin was a
cultural man, but he shined brightly with the many skilled warriors under his
command: General Albare, Royal Guard General Madelene, Right General Chamomile,
Left General Hopard, and more.
A single man could not win a war. A skilled
commander’s power was useless without mid-level commanders who could faithfully
reproduce his or her orders.
“Strange. I’m worried for that man. Yet
I’ve only just met him… And after he did that to me. I should be more worried
about my home kingdom. Now that I know of his ambition, I should be sending a
secret messenger back there.”
She knew that, but she was hesitant to act
on it. That was partially due to having Dominic’s watchful eye on her.
“But that’s just an excuse… If I seriously
thought about getting a secret messenger out, I’m sure I could find any number
of ways, but I’m intentionally avoiding that.”
She embraced her own body which was covered
in a male scent and she trembled.
“But with that man, it might just work…”
She thought this special feeling simply
came from him being her first man, but Lorent had a strange attraction about
him. He had something that drove people to fantasy. Perhaps it was love. Part
of her mind told her she was only seeing this due to love, but she trusted her
eye for people.
“The conqueror’s queen.”
When she said it for herself, a cold tremor
and sweet arousal raced down her spine.
She liked the sound of that. Lorent’s path
would surely be a thorny one and so would hers if she walked with him.
(I came to Domos because I was looking for
a major job. Looking at it that way, what greater job is there? But my decision
could cause the flames of war to spread.)
She had only just experienced a major
milestone in her life as a woman, but Ansandra’s mind was elsewhere.
“Princess… I brought some water.”
She heard a hesitant voice.
Ansandra was lying face down in the bed and
she turned a lethargic face toward the voice. She saw the clearly innocent girl
named Mimi who held a pitcher of water.
Head Maid Granmars had likely been worried
about her master’s health and chosen to send in the maid closest to Ansandra’s
age.
“Thank you.”
Ansandra took the cup of water and drank it
all at once. Only after feeling the refreshing liquid pour down her dry throat
and spread throughout her body did she realize how thirsty she had been.
“Oh, that was delicious.”
Ansandra sighed and stared back at Mimi who
was curiously watching her drink the water.
“Oh, right. Mimi, I have something I want
to ask of you. Can you do it?”
“Yes♪ Ask me anything.”
Mimi cheerfully agreed.
(I will send a secret messenger. That is my
duty in this political marriage. But it is none of my concern whether or not
she makes it back.)
While Mimi had loyalty and enthusiasm to
spare, she had no talent in martial arts and was ignorant of the world.
Ansandra weighed her love for her home kingdom against her unease and decided
to make a gamble using this girl.
“I have a special mission for you. It is an
important matter and Clanaria’s future depends on it.”
Am I the only one that feels that the images are ruining the story?
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