“We have no intention of resisting. We only
ask that Lady Ansandra ensures we are treated tolerantly. It is not much, but
we have prepared a feast for you. Please rest your troops and horses here.”
Not a shred of cloud was visible in the azure sky. A silver river flowed
through a dark green forest and a grassy plain. The central plain was blessed
with a warm climate and the fortress city of Ramlese stood atop that green
scenery. Ten troops on horseback rode out from the city and made the
announcement.
The fortress city was built atop an
easily-defendable hill and surrounded by walls.
It was the midpoint between the mountain
castles common in the north and the plains castles common in the central plain.
20,000 people lived there and it was the base of northern Clanaria’s
administration. Taking it without having to fight meant a lot.
“So even the Clanarian people will side
with the strong.”
Domos King Lorent accepted the blatantly
flattering offer from Ramlese and entered the city.
Some of his staff officers of course
suspected it was a trap.
Attacking enemy troops when they were
succumbing to sugary dreams was a standard tactic.
“There is no reason to reject their
kindness. And if it is a trap, we only need to obliterate the city so
thoroughly that not even birds will visit.”
Lorent gave his officers and troops a
chance to rest in two shifts over a full day and he authorized the consumption
of alcohol. They were free to sleep with women, but it had to be consensual. Looting
and raping were strictly forbidden.
All of Clanaria would be focused on the
Domos army’s actions here.
If they treated this city poorly, no other
cities would surrender. It was announced that any who disobeyed Lorent’s orders
would be publicly executed, no matter how skilled a warrior they were. The
Domos military was strict like that.
Ironically enough, Ramlese had rebelled
because of the Clanarian army’s strategy put together by Princess Virginia.
When Ramlese heard the plan was to strike
back at Domos’s army only after they had marched on Curling, they felt they had
been abandoned while the central government was focused only on their own safety.
Domos’s brutality was well known. Since
Ramlese would have made an excellent example for the rest of the kingdom, the
odds had been good an unimaginable slaughter would have occurred. Their only
way to escape that fear was to capitulate to Domos.
But the Domos army had never intended to
destroy Ramlese.
Their strategy was to ignore all of the
fortresses, make their way directly to the royal capital of Curling, and make
powerful attack after powerful attack until it fell. If they did that, the
smaller castles and fortresses would give in without a fight, so an important
fortress like Ramlese had not been a real problem.
If Domos really had stopped to attack
Ramlese, Lucy would have probably scoffed at the barbarian king’s ignorance of
strategy.
Ramlese succumbing to an imaginary fear had
been a complete godsend for Domos.
And Domos intended to make full use of this
unexpected opportunity.
They had secured a communication and supply
line from the front line to their home kingdom, it would make for an important
base, and they had obtained all the provisions inside the castle unharmed. It
also held great political significance. If this acted as a model case and other
fortresses fell without a fight, Clanaria would collapse in no time.
But while this was a miscalculation on
Clanaria’s part, it was not a fatal one.
A single fortress deep behind enemy lines
would not support the Domos army forever. If their main force was repelled,
Ramlese would naturally return to Clanaria. So their basic strategy remained
unchanged.
“Kyah! Please, not here, Lord General♪”
Clanaria’s refined women were performing a
lively dance and singing an exciting song. And the mountain apes of Domos were
having a blast.
An entertainer woman cried out as drunken
Almeida stuck a hand into the chest of her clothing and touched the soft flesh
within.
(Really, how can a general who represents
Domos behave so shamefully?)
Ansandra frowned at the low cultural standards of her husband’s people, but her
husband was even bolder.
Domos King Lorent was being served by the
lead dancer, an incredibly beautiful woman with dark red hair and a curvy body
that oozed sexuality.
He rubbed her plump thighs, stuck his hand
up her skirt, and began directly teasing her pussy.
“Ahh, please, that’s enough. If you keep
going, I’ll cum. Ahh, I’m cumming. Ahhhhhh!”
The beautiful dancer desperately tried to
suppress her moans, but she let out a sensual breath and her body convulsed.
Ansandra had noticed what was going on
right next to her, but she said nothing and took a large drink with red in her
cheeks.
She could only praise it as “better than
bloodshed”, but Ansandra was happy that Ramlese had let them in without a fight
and she got through the rest with alcohol.
She did not intend to drink so much she
lost control of herself, but she did enjoy some light drinking. She preferred
to enjoy the flavor of the drink over getting drunk.
Water was the lifeblood of brewing alcohol and
Ramlese was well known for its alcohol thanks to the pure water flowing down
from the Tarachia Mountains.
Water and alcohol from her homeland seemed
to suit her tastes best.
She just could not bring herself to like
the black horse milk wine that was said to be Domos’s finest drink.
“Princess, don’t you think you’re drinking
a little too much?”
She was stopped by Head Maid Granmars who had accompanied her from Clanaria to
Domos and back to Clanaria again to look after her.
“In this Clanarian-style room, I can’t help
but think it was all a dream that I was married to Domos, that I slept with
King Lorent, that we invaded my homeland, and that so many Clanarian people
were killed. I begin to wonder if I will wake up in my room back in the Curling
royal palace once the drink wears off. I wonder if I will find my father
leading the various officials, Virginia obsessing over her strange magic
research, and Lucy being chased around by the young maids.”
“Princess…”
The pained look on her aide’s face brought
Ansandra back to her senses.
“Sorry. This is no time to be thinking
about older times. I have invaded my homeland. There is no escaping that fact.
…I really must be drunk.”
Ansandra took things too seriously to lose
herself in escapism.
Feeling tipsy from the taste of her
homeland’s drink, the queen decided to retire early since she had no interest
in the beautiful singing and skilled dancing of the half-naked women.
“Good night, everyone.”
Just as she stood from her seat, Lorent
sensed that she had started to say something else.
“Hm? What is it?”
“Nothing really. It’s just that I visited
this castle once long ago.”
“Really?”
This was Clanarian territory so there was
nothing strange about that.
“As a brewing region, the water here is
clean and pleasant. Please enjoy the great bath here. Um…if you like, I could
wash your back for you…”
Lorent laughed out loud at her roundabout
offer.
“I see, I see. I’ve been so busy with the
march that I haven’t had time for you. My queen must be horny.”
“N-not so loud…”
Ansandra blushed and hurriedly tried to
stop her husband’s comment, but it was too late.
“Ah ha ha. She looks docile enough, but I
guess even our queen is a woman♪”
When the surrounding generals and the women
serving them all laughed, Ansandra thought her face would burst into flames and
she shrank down, unsure what to do with herself.
She would be lying if she said she had not
been hoping for that. Back in the castle, she had had so much sex she barely
had time to sleep, but that was not the case once the march had begun.
She understood the reason why, but that did
not stop her young body from aching for it.
To escape the laughter, she retired to the
second nicest room in Ramlese. She changed into white silk panties and a silk
negligee, lay on the large canopied bed, and placed a thin blanket over
herself.
“…”
She rarely had trouble falling asleep, but
now sleep simply refused to come.
And she quickly realized why. Ever since
marrying into Domos, she had grown accustomed to falling asleep after sleeping
with Lorent or Naja and her dragon-rider girls. It had been a long time since
she had a bed to herself.
“How strange. Were beds always this large?”
Since she could not pass through the gate
to dreamland, she opened her eyes and saw the Clanarian-style architecture of
the room. She once more started to feel like it had all been a dream, but she
knew this was not her room.
“I wonder what His Majesty is doing now…”
She smiled bitterly at her comment.
He was almost certainly sharing a bed with
one of the dancers.
“Knowing him, he might be doing two of them
at once. Hee hee hee.”
She smiled a bit, but the expression froze
on her face. A sharp pain throbbed in her chest.
She thought her heart would tear apart when
she thought of Lorent embracing, fucking, and eliciting moans of pleasure from
other women.
She shut her eyes to drive the feeling from
her, but then Lorent’s manhood appeared in her mind’s eye.
“No, what is wrong with me?”
She blushed, held her cheeks, and twisted
her body.
Her heart was pounding and she held her
chest with both hands.
She was surprised at the size of her own
breasts, so she held them in her hands.
“Have they grown lately?”
Lorent had claimed massaging them would
make them grow, but she was not so sure that was true. But if it was, then it
would make sense that hers would have grown some after having so many people
massage them every day since arriving in Domos.
Her breasts had never been small, just appropriate
for her age. But they had seemed small when compared to Lucy, Dominic, Naja, or
the dragon-rider girls with larger ones.
She resentfully wished they were a little
bigger while lightly lifting and massaging the masses through the silk fabric.
“…Ah, they’re firming up.”
Her body trembled and a quiet, warm breath
escaped her lips.
She found it indecent, but she could not
stop herself.
She could feel her nipples growing erect
while she kneaded her boobs through the negligee. When she toyed with them between
her fingers and squeezed them tight, a tingling throb ran through her lower
body.
Her crotch throbbed wetly.
“Ah…ahn, Your Majesty…”
One of her hands lowered from her chest and
held her crotch instead.
She felt a squeezing pleasure, but the
stimulation through the negligee and panties was not enough. She quickly lifted
up the bottom of the negligee and stuck her hand into her panties.
“Ah, I’m wet.”
She sounded surprised, but she was no
longer so innocent that she had not expected this. Her slippery fingers quickly
found her slit. Just by pressing down, her fingers slipped into the wet
crevice.
“Hyah…ahhhn.”
She tilted her head back as a sweet and
damp cry escaped her small nose. As she groped her breasts and moved her fingers
back and forth through her secret slit, her hips lifted from the bed and
trembled.
“Ah…hwahhh.”
Her cheeks were flushed and her lips
cracked open. Her pure facial features twisted seductively as she lost herself
in masturbation.
Her neck on down were covered by the
blanket, but it was a thin summer blanket. The positioning of her arms, the
movement of her fingers, and the alluring writhing of her body were all visible
through it.
“No, my fingers…my fingers are so lewd…”
She felt like her fingers had a mind of
their own as they danced across her wet secret entrance and she moved her body
as if trying to escape them. But then her slender fingers found the erect flesh
core.
“Ahhhn…”
She really was surprised by how loudly she
moaned and her body rolled over with her hands still in place. On her stomach
now, she buried her face in the fluffy pillow, pulled the blanket up over her
head, and happily spread her legs with her butt sticking out. The negligee and
blanket slipped away, so her butt was exposed even though her head was hidden.
Ansandra of course was oblivious to this fact.
Her fingers produced an obscene sound as
they moved within her panties.
“Ah, ahhhhhn, y-yes…”
Her clitoris had grown large as if to
demand she touch it, so she rubbed a finger against it while also sticking fingers
in her sticky honeypot.
Unable to bear it any longer, she grabbed
both sides of her panties, stuck her butt up in the air, and pulled the
underwear down like she was peeling a boiled egg. She then pulled them down her
slender legs and indecently tossed them off of the bed. She finally resumed
fingering her pussy as if trying to make up for that brief lost time.
“Ah, hhhhn, yes…”
She shoved her fingers in as far as they
would go and rubbed at a bumpy part on the front vaginal wall. That area always
provided her with an agonizingly strong squeeze of pressure and kept her from
thinking about anything except pleasure.
And that was why she did not notice that
she had a guest in this room full of a powerful feminine scent. The guest
picked up the panties that had fallen at his feet, turned them inside out, and
smiled at the stain on the crotch.
“Ahh…nn, nhah…hahhh.”
On the bed with a gorgeous silk canopy,
Ansandra had the bottom of her negligee pulled up and her small butt fully
exposed as she pumped her fingers in and out of herself.
Her pink anus wriggled embarrassingly at
the base of the small but shapely mounds of her butt. Below that was her
flushed perineum and spread flower petals soaked with the nectar flowing from
her sexual slit. That soft flesh was pure and beautiful even as it was exposed
to the intense movements of her fingers.
Unlike in Domos, the summer evenings in
Clanaria were hot. Her body was soaked with sweat and that fragrant scent
filled the room.
Sweat beaded up on her exposed butt, mixed
with the dripping sex juices, and flowed down her inner thighs.
The bedding had such a large stain that you
would have thought she had wet the bed.
She was trying to suppress her moans so the
maids would not notice, but the ignorant princess gave no thought to the love
juices staining her panties and the sheets.
Also, her maids were well-trained, so they
would not speak a word to her or to anyone else.
“Ahh…knh…no…ahn, ahn…nnh.”
A nasal note joined Ansandra’s beautiful
voice and the sounds of her fingers massaging her inner flesh ruled the room.
“Your Majesty, more, stir up my pussy even
more… And pound me until I break.”
As an overly self-conscious princess,
Ansandra would never say these dirty things while actually having sex, but she
voiced them now while stirring up her secret flesh, scattering a sticky liquid,
and writhing on the bed. Her sweet breaths grew intermittent and her slender
body shook.
She had entered a state of sexual arousal
she could not control. She used all ten fingers to thoroughly and passionately
stimulate her clitoris, vaginal entrance, and perineum.
“Ah, hee.”
Her high-pitched cries of pleasure sounded
like a small bird’s cries, she energetically shook her ass, and a great
quantity of love juices flowed from her vagina.
“No, ahhhn, Your Majesty…I’m cumming, I’m
cumming…”
Her lovely cries declared her orgasm and her raised butt wiggled left and
right. She rubbed her clitoris while moving it side to side and boldly pumped
the two fingers plunging into her honeypot. It all felt unbearably good.
“Hh…hah…ah, hahhhhhn!”
She climaxed with an extra loud cry. With
her butt raised high, a liquid sprayed out with the intensity of piss, she
breathed heavily, and she basked in the afterglow for a bit, but she eventually
breathed a heavy sigh.
“Sigh… I really want His Majesty’s penis.
Sob.”
She missed his presence. As the wave of
pleasure receded, her body was ruled by a sense of guilt and emptiness.
That was when the thin blanket covering her
was pulled away.
Caught completely off guard, she hopped up,
quickly pulled down her negligee, hid her butt, and looked to see who had
stolen away the blanket fortress that had let her forget her shame. The first
thing she saw was an erect cock. She looked up to see a large man armored by
muscle. His sharp features looked down at her while letting out a breath that
smelled strongly of alcohol.
“…Your Majesty, how long have you been
here…?”
“One of your faithful maids reminded me that I hadn’t visited you at night
recently. I was thinking I could take you up on your offer to visit the bath,
but it looks like you couldn’t wait.”
Ansandra had fallen for Lorent. And it
seemed her maids knew that better than she did herself.
Lorent had actually fled from Stephan and
Dominic when they tried to get him to do some administrative work related to
the handover of the castle, but he left that part unsaid.
As Ansandra gradually calmed down, the
situation dawned on her and embarrassment reared its ugly head.
(What have I done? How could I let him see
me do that? I just want to hide now.)
She curled up as small as possible on the
bed, but he grabbed her bright golden hair and lifted her head.
His thick and glistening penis was right at
her eye level. Several veins bulged out of the shaft that rose at a sharp
angle, the head was pulled tight, and the bottom of the head stuck out at
another sharp angle. A drop of clear nectar seeped out of the tip.
“What’s wrong? This is what you wanted.
You’re free to do with at as you wish.”
Ansandra hesitated for a moment as she
stared at his cock. She finally sat up on the bed, reached out, and grabbed the
manhood. This was her first time to actually hold it in her hand.
She had taken it inside her countless times
and she had just masturbated while imagining it, but as sensitive as her honeypot
was, it could not fully sense his size, hardness, and warmth. She stared at the
erect penis and massaged it between her hands. Then she hesitantly leaned in
and softly kissed the tip.
“Heh heh heh. Did Naja teach you how to
suck dick?”
“Yes. All of the flying dragon knights said that gentlemen enjoy it when you do
this, so they insisted I perform oral sex next time I slept with you. Was that
wrong?”
Ansandra pulled her mouth back, carefully
held the rod between her hands, and gave Lorent a hesitant upturned glance.
“Not at all. Continue.”
When he smiled and asked her to continue, Ansandra
happily smiled back, lowered her gaze to the dick, and intently leaned her head
back toward it. She opened her mouth wide, cutely stuck out her light red
tongue, and began licking the tip. Even a pure face like hers could look
unbelievably obscene when she did something like this.
Once the swollen head glistened with
saliva, she took the head inside her mouth, skillfully moved her tongue around
it, and stimulated the tip and ridge while wrapping saliva around them.
This was her first blowjob, but she felt no
reluctance.
It had looked so strange and sinister when
she had first seen it, but now she felt nothing but love, longing, and wonder
for it.
There was a clear hint of self-absorption
on her face as she lost herself in pleasuring him. The way she actively kneeled
down and sucked on his penis filled her with masochism, like she had become his
slave.
She had been told the bottom of the head
was a man’s weak point, so she was especially thorough in licking there. Her
tongue reached the bottom of the shaft and licked down the line leading down
into his crotch. She sucked on and played with one of his balls and even licked
along his taint. She then licked back up the shaft and repeated the process.
Suddenly, Ansandra wrapped her lips and
tongue around the penis from the side. She made sure not to touch it with her
teeth while she applied pressure with her lips. She seemed to be checking how
thick and hard it was. And she stickily moved up and down the side of the shaft
like a dog slobbering on a bone.
After licking along the left and right
sides, Ansandra swallowed it from the top.
Instead of just the head, she swallowed it
deep into her throat. The penis soaked in her warm saliva and the breaths from
her nose pleasantly tickled his pubic hair.
“Ngh.”
While moving her head back and forth, she
rubbed the shaft and massaged the balls. She only knew how to do this thanks to
the training from the flying dragon knight girls, but as she sucked the cock,
she grew more aggressive and aroused. It did not really taste like anything,
but she could not stop herself when she thought about it being Lorent’s. That
made it taste good.
“Mh…”
She was definitely less skilled than Naja,
Dominic, or the others, but this blowjob had an earnestness only found in a
woman in love. Lorent’s body responded in kind.
“Kh, I’m cumming…”
He gave a warning as he reached climax, but Ansandra made no attempt to escape
and in fact wrapped her arms around his butt while taking his penis deep into
her throat.
Just as she felt his hips tremble a bit,
lots of semen surged out and both her mouth and nose filled with the smell and
flavor of that male fluid.
“Nmh, mh, mh, nmhhhh…”
The thin threads of her blonde hair shook
as she uttered muffled groans.
The force, quantity, smell, and flavor of
the cum were all greater than she had expected and some dripped down from the
corners of her mouth, but she did not move her head.
For a while after the long, long
ejaculation ended, Ansandra seemed to be struggling to swallow all of the male
fluid filling her mouth, but it would not go down her throat like she wanted.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she did her best to swallow, so it was too much
to watch.
“Don’t force yourself. Spit it out.”
Lorent gently stroked her golden hair, but
Ansandra shook her head with the head still in her mouth.
She finally managed to get it all down with
multiple swallows. She then sucked the rest out of the rod and swallowed that.
She finally pulled her head back from it, but then she gagged, choked, and shed
a few tears.
She had clearly pushed herself too far to
swallow it, so Lorent gently rubbed her back.
“That couldn’t have tasted good. I told you
to spit it out.”
Once she finally came back to her senses,
Ansandra looked tearfully up at Lorent.
“But Naja and Dominic swallow it.”
The unfamiliar oral act had left her jaw
trembling and some of the milky liquid was still clinging to the corners of her
cute lips.
She acted like a noble princess who was
above such things as envy, but she was still a woman. She had felt a need to
compete with the other women in this odd way.
Men were strange creatures, so when they
saw a woman acting this way, they found it cute and felt even more fired up
than usual. And Lorent was no exception.
However, that did not mean he was not
willing to wait for a change of location.
“Now, show me to that bath you mentioned
before.”
“Eh? Now?”
Lorent started to leave the room, so
Ansandra hurried after him.
Only after stepping out into the hall did
she realize they had not bothered to get dressed.
Ansandra only wore her negligee and she
shrank down in embarrassment whenever they passed someone, but Lorent did not
wear a thing and marched boldly by her side. On the way, they ran across Naja
who cried out in protest.
“Ah, no fair, queen!”
“If you are interested, then join us in the
bath. But leave your clothes here.”
Lorent readily gave his permission and Naja
cheerfully ran over and stripped right there in the hallway. She also pulled
off Ansandra’s negligee for good measure.
“Sure thing. …Oh, right. Princess, is this
bath large?”
“Yes, very.”
“Then I think I’ll call them too.”
The Domos soldiers and Ramlese residents saw
the king walking down the hall with Ansandra on his right and Naja on his left.
“Clanaria’s greatest beauty and Domos’s greatest beauty?” commented
General Kubdai. “How could I not be jealous?”
“This is more work than you would think,”
replied Lorent with a bitter smile.
“I would welcome that kind of problem.”
Laughter echoed down the hallway as they
continued on to the bath.
“Yahoo~ Clanaria sure is civilized♪”
The open-air bath Ansandra entered with her
husband was on the second story of Ramlese Castle.
Naja was already nude, so she only had to
undo her ponytail before jumping into the tub.
The water was beautiful enough for making
fine drinks, but Ansandra was displeased as she entered the tub full of it.
(This wasn’t what I had in mind.)
The lovely queen’s displeasure was caused
by the scene before her.
“Ahh, now this is a view.”
Lorent soaked in the tub with her, but he
was waited on by around a dozen girls.
They were the flying dragon knight girls
who worked under Naja.
“Yes, it really is a wonderful place♪ How great is it that we get to have sex here?♪”
The frank Domos girls were occupying
Lorent’s attention, so Ansandra could not even get close.
She had thought he would finally love her
like a wild animal again. No, she had hoped
he would, so this was a letdown.
(He’s enjoying Naja and all of her dragon
knights, so is there any room left for me? Is he just not that interested in me
now that he’s gotten the political advantage he needs out of me?)
Ansandra brooded, but Naja made a
suggestion to her king who was using her breasts as a pillow.
“I have a request for you today, Your
Majesty.”
“What might that be?”
Naja called one of the girls over.
“Madia. I’ll introduce you to His Majesty.”
“Yes.”
A girl of maybe 15 stood right next to
Lorent. She was a little tall for a flying dragon knight and she had black
hair.
For her age, her frame was solid, her
breasts were large, and her hips were wide.
“This is Madia. She is General Almeida’s niece.
The previous battle was her first, but she did quite well. As a reward, I was
hoping you would take her virginity.”
“…”
Lorent responded with silence, so the young
flying dragon knight’s nude body tensed as she saluted.
“I am sure it would only be a bother, but
please let me give you my first time, Your Majesty!”
“Hmph. Do as you like.”
Lorent was lying down in the tub with Naja
as his pillow, so he simply stuck his erect cock above the water.
“Thank you very much!”
The young knight’s face lit up as she
straddled her king’s hips and placed her pussy lips on the erect penis.
“I will now take your cock.”
“…”
Lorent was only offering his penis and did
not seem particularly interested.
But to a girl like Madia, offering her
virginity to her beloved king was probably a great honor.
(So she doesn’t really want to be his
mistress? She just wants him to break her hymen?)
It could be written off as a cultural difference, but Ansandra found this hard
to believe.
“Gh.”
The knight lowered her hips to lose her
virginity while on top, but the pain must have been too much to bear. Her face
tensed and she came to a stop.
Seeing that, Naja gestured a command to the
other knights. Two of them stood up and grabbed Madia from either side. And
they pressed their body weight on her to force her down.
“Hyeeeeeeee!!!”
The thick cock pierced the young knight all
the way to the base. A red flower briefly scattered in the bathwater and tears
flowed from Madia’s eyes. Naja soothed her subordinate.
“Bear with it. You want His Majesty’s love,
don’t you?”
“Y-yes…”
“Then bear with it just a while longer.”
Naja’s other subordinates moved the girl up and down to stimulate the manhood
inside her.
“Ahh, ahh, hyah…”
“I’m about to cum.”
The healthy girl’s face was flushed and wet
with tears as she was deflowered, but Lorent sounded entirely calm.
“Ah, ahhhh… It’s so big, and throbbing,
and…ahh, incredible…ahh…”
The other girls must have been able to tell
the hot fluid had erupted inside her because they stopped moving Madia.
His penis must have shrunk after
ejaculating so much because their union came apart and Madia collapsed back
into the tub.
“That was pretty good. Madia. I will
remember that name.”
“Pant…pant…pant… Thank you very much. I-I
intend to faithfully work…f-for your glory, Your…Majesty♪”
After offering her virginity to her beloved
king, the knight girl was out of breath, but she was clearly moved to emotion
and she looked like she would gladly take her own life on the spot if Lorent
ordered her to.
“That means it’s our turn next.”
“Okay, Your Majesty. Fuck us like you always do.”
The dozen healthy beauties could not wait
any longer and prepared to attack Lorent.
But just as that orgy was about to begin…
“Wait!”
Ansandra stood up and had them stop.
She was fundamentally different from the
flying dragon knights. She had a soft, white body and her face was red as she
raised her voice.
“I have to wash His Majesty’s back first.”
Ansandra had been sitting obediently in a
corner of the bath, so the knights jumped in surprise at this threatening aura.
Then they turned toward their leader: Naja.
“She did mention that way back when the
bath first came up, didn’t she?”
Naja’s amused gaze clashed with Ansandra’s
desperate one.
Naja’s subordinates exchanged a glance.
This had become a direct clash between the
two women who were hoping to become Domos King Lorent’s favorite.
Naja clearly had the advantage in an actual
fight, but that was off limits in a women’s battle.
“Very well. That was the promise after
all.”
Lorent got up from Naja’s breasts and stood
up from the bath. He walked over to the washing area and sat on a wooden chair
there.
“Now. Will you wash my back?”
“Oh, yes. Right away…♪”
Ansandra’s face lit up as she quickly left
the bath and kneeled behind Lorent.
But as a born princess, she had had maids
wash her back, but she had never washed someone else’s back.
She awkwardly grabbed the supplied soap,
worked up a lather, and rubbed it onto her husband’s broad back.
One of the knights gave some advice from
the tub.
“What are you doing, queen? You’re supposed
to wash a man’s back with your tits.”
“Eh? Really!? I’m sorry. And thank you.”
Ansandra was surprised by this new information, but she honestly thanked the
girl and placed the bubbles on her own chest as told.
She then embraced Lorent’s shoulders and
pressed her twin mounds against her husband’s back.
“I-is this good?”
When she hesitantly asked, Lorent firmly
nodded.
“Yes. Make sure you rub your tits on there
nice and good to work up a lather.”
“U-understood.”
Once she had confirmation that the knight’s
advice was accurate, Ansandra did as she was told and worked hard at rubbing
her breasts against him.
But her body was soon ruled by a throbbing
she could not just ignore.
(Ah, what do I do now? Rubbing my nipples
against him feels so good…)
She was embarrassed that she was deriving
sexual pleasure from something as simple as washing his back.
But her mind and her body were two
different things.
Her body was hoping to sleep with a man. Her
nipples were solidly erect. And she was rubbing those hardened nipples against
him, so she could not stop the sexual pleasure from building up in her body.
(My nipples are melting. I feel like my
nipples are melting.)
Ansandra was diligent to the core, so she was intent on doing as she was told.
She continued rubbing her breasts against his back. No, that was not the
reason. She simply could not stop seeking pleasure from rubbing her nipples
against him.
“Pant…pant…pant…”
Her breaths were heated, she stuck her tight little butt backwards, and she
rubbed her inner thighs longingly together.
She also took a casual peek over his
shoulder and saw his cock was rock hard once more.
(It’s already recovered. I-I want it… No,
what am I thinking?)
She could feel her womb tightening and lowering.
“Ha ha♪ Check out the
queen’s inner thighs. They’re soaked.”
“Eh heh heh. As usual, she’s as horny as
any of us once she lowers that mask of nobility♪”
The knights in the bath were entirely
unrestrained in their comments.
Ansandra found it so embarrassing she wanted
to die, but she could not stop her womanly desire.
Once her arousal grew to the point of
blanking out her mind, she heard Lorent’s voice.
“Are you done washing?”
“Y-yes…♪”
Ansandra gave a cheerful reply because she
thought this meant he was ready to give her what she wanted. But she was wrong.
“Then do my arm next.”
“Eh? Oh, yes. Understood. Am I to wash that
with my boobs too?”
Lorent held his right arm out horizontally
and she began thinking about how to press her breasts against it, but then he
gave her an unexpected instruction.
“No, wash it with your pubic hair.”
“Eh? My pubic hair?”
Ansandra was taken aback, but the man coldly ordered her while holding out his
strong arm.
“Yes, rub soap into your pubic hair and
straddle my arm.”
She blinked her eyes, but she obediently lathered
the soap in her own golden pubic hair. And she hesitantly straddled his right
arm.
“L-like this? Ah♪”
“Yes, now rub back and forth from my hand
to my shoulder.”
While straddling his arm and facing his
shoulder, she did as she was told and rubbed her pubic hair up and down to wash
the arm.
“Ahhh…♪”
However, Ansandra did not have much pubic
hair. You could say it was only beginning to grow in.
That meant it was impossible for her to
wash with it. She was essentially just rubbing her pussy lips against the man’s
skin.
As the observing knight girls had pointed
out, she was already so wet she seemed to have wet herself, so it should have
been obvious what would happen when she rubbed it against that beloved man.
(It feels so good I think I really am going
to pee♪)
A surge of pleasure raced up her spine and
she lost herself in rubbing her erect and half-exposed clitoris against him.
“Ansandra, how wet are you? You’ll never
get me clean like this.”
“I-I’m sorry. Ahhh…”
She was embarrassed, but she could not stop
her hips from moving. In fact, she was secretly enjoying the act of rubbing her
love juices on the man.
It may have been the same mindset as a dog
marking its territory.
By rubbing him with her love juices, she
was saying he was hers.
“Oh, honestly. You can’t expect me to just
watch this!”
Naja voiced her irritation and suddenly got
up out of the bath.
“Your Majesty, I will wash your left arm.
That’s fine, isn’t it?”
“Yes, go ahead.”
Once she had permission, Naja brushed back
her ample red hair, straddled Lorent’s left arm, and rubbed her own red pubic
hair against it.
“Wow, she’s finally gone for a direct
competition!?”
The girls still in the bath cheered as their excitement grew.
On one side was the girl who had become
Domos’s queen through a political marriage. On the other side was the girl who
would likely have become Domos’s queen if not for that.
Those two beautiful girls were straddling
the same man’s arms and moving their hips back and forth.
“Ahh…ahh…ahh…nn♪”
Ansandra and Naja stared at each other’s
lewd expressions.
(Th-this is so embarrassing. And why am I
so drawn to that look on her face..?)
Ansandra found herself charmed by the other girl’s moaning face and she tried
to look away out of embarrassment.
But just then, Naja moved her face in close
and stole the queen’s lips.
“Nn!?”
Ansandra’s eyes widened in surprise.
She came back to her senses and tried to
break free, but her lower body was too weak.
“Mch, ch, slurp…”
Her mouth was mercilessly violated and her
tongue attacked. Naja then reached out her right hand and grabbed Ansandra’s
breast.
Naja’s other hand grabbed Ansandra’s hand
and pulled it to Naja’s own breast.
(Wow, it’s so springy! It feels amazing.)
Realizing what the other girl wanted, Ansandra used both hands to grab and
grope Naja’s breasts. Naja returned the favor.
“Hh, mhh, ahn…”
Ansandra and Naja straddled Lorent’s
shoulders and pressed their lower stomachs against either side of his head
while they groped each other’s tits and enjoyed a deep kiss.
(Wh-what am I doing? I’m making out with
another girl. And while we’re straddling King Lorent. Ahh, but it feels so good♪)
The more pleasure she felt, the more
pleasure she wanted the other person to feel, so she stroked Naja’s solidly
erect nipples.
“Mh, mhh…♪”
The girls’ crotches rubbed up against the
man’s shoulders. Lorent’s ears could likely hear the wet sound of nectar
flowing from their vaginas.
Finally, Naja ended the kiss.
“Pwah♪ You’re surprisingly
horny for having such a kiddy face.”
“That’s because His Majesty said he likes
horny women…”
“Wow, you’re taking this more seriously than I thought.”
Those sand-colored eyes grew harsh as they
watched Ansandra’s embarrassed face. But then she smiled.
“Well, a women’s battle won’t be settled so
easily, will it? That aside, I think it’s about time we washed His Majesty’s
cock♪”
“Eh…?”
“Your Majesty, that’s okay, isn’t it?”
Lorent answered Naja’s sweet voice with a
firm nod.
“Yes, please do.”
Ansandra and Naja’s hips seemed to give out as they crouched down between
Lorent’s spread legs.
“Ahh, His Majesty’s cock…”
Ansandra lovingly rubbed her cheek against it and let her blonde hair brush
across it, so Lorent asked a question.
“Didn’t you just enjoy it earlier?”
“Yes, but not nearly enough.”
Ansandra’s cheeks flushed as she admitted
it.
She had not noticed during the days and
nights of enjoying it, but now that it had been a while, she realized just how
badly she needed it inside her.
“I’ve missed it too, you know?”
Noticing the atmosphere between them, Naja
expressed her displeasure.
“And I’ve missed both of you.”
Lorent rubbed Naja’s red hair with his left
hand.
“Then let’s get down to business.”
Ansandra opened her mouth and stuck out her
tongue, but Naja stopped her.
“What do you think you’re doing? We’re
supposed to be washing it. Washing.”
“Washing. R-right.”
With that beloved penis before her eyes,
Ansandra had only been thinking about sucking it, so she blushed at her own
shameful behavior.
“Th-then how am I supposed to wash a cock?”
“With your tits of course.”
“Eh? My tits?”
Ansandra clearly did not understand, so
Naja smiled happily.
“Hm? You haven’t done this yet? You hold
the cock between your tits. It’s called a titjob and it’s apparently one of the
best ways to pleasure a man. His Majesty loves it, of course.”
“He loves having it held between a woman’s
boobs?”
When she stared intently at him, Lorent scratched his cheek and answered.
“Well, yeah. Any man would.”
“Why didn’t you tell me something so
important!?”
Ansandra puffed out her cheeks and Lorent smiled.
“Heh heh heh. Sulking because I didn’t
teach you a sex technique? You sure have grown.”
“This is no laughing matter. I am your
wife. And a wife must know how to pleasure her husband better than any other
woman.”
“Wow, should I assume that was directed at
me?” asked Naja as her cheeks stiffened.
“Yes. I am his wife. You are his mistress.”
“When did you get so bold?”
Invisible sparks scattered between them, so
Lorent decided to intervene.
“C’mon, if you want to give me a titjob,
then try to get along. Keep arguing and I’ll go soft.”
“That would be a problem. Please enjoy my
boobs…no, my tits.”
They both quickly covered their breasts
with bubbles and competed to be the first to get his dick between them.
The dark cock was teased by dark, smooth
skin and milky, shiny skin.
Surrounded by four breasts, the penis head
would alternately poke up above and sink back below.
Moving their breasts up and down must have
been a lot of work. Ansandra and Naja had beads of sweat dripping down their
bodies.
The soap worked up a lot of bubbles and the
bubbles briefly turned red, presumably because some blood had gotten on him
when he took the virginity of the new flying dragon knight named Madia.
“O-our nipples are rubbing together and it
feels so good. Ahh, ahh…”
“It feels good for me too…”
The two girls were already sexually aroused from washing him with their
crotches.
They cried out longingly and wiggled their
butts.
The two cats in heat rubbed their nipples
together and rubbed the bottom of the penis head, but they could not wait any
longer and stuck out their tongues to lick the head.
“Hh, hn, hh…”
“Ahm, mjh, slurp…”
Blue eyes met sand-colored ones and they suddenly spoke.
“You’re not bad at this.”
“I knew I couldn’t lose to you if I was to
be King Lorent’s woman.”
“Heh.”
They must have discovered an odd sense of camaraderie like they were rivals
because they exchanged a friendly kiss with the penis head in between.
They continued the titjob while skillfully
wrapping their tongues around the penis head.
Lorent succumbed to their intense service.
“Kh, I’m cumming.”
Sure enough, a milky liquid erupted out.
It shot out with enough force to coat the
noble face and healthy face equally.
“Ha ha. It’s so warm♪”
“I love being covered in your scent, Your
Majesty♪”
Naja, who was said to be Domos’s true
queen, and Ansandra, who was Domos’s official queen, both opened their mouths
wide and stuck out their tongues to catch the semen.
And they licked the cum off each other’s
faces and boobs like they were kittens.
Lorent was satisfied with what he saw.
“There is nothing as beautiful as
friendship. You two need to continue getting along like this.”
“Of course…”
Ansandra answered obediently, but Naja expressed some displeasure.
“Hmph, you sure are selfish.”
From Naja’s perspective, it was Lorent’s
fault she was competing with Ansandra in the first place, so he was in no place
to demand she get along with the other girl.
But while Naja carried those complicated
feelings as a woman, Ansandra had fallen even further.
“U-um, Your Majesty…”
“What is it?”
When Lorent pressed her for an answer,
Ansandra’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment and she wiggled her hips longingly.
After hesitating a few times, she made up her mind and made her plea.
“I can’t wait any longer. I need your cock.
I need your cock inside me.”
She was not being forced into doing it, but
Ansandra still pleaded him.
Lorent looked satisfied with this, but Naja
pushed in.
“Well, I want it too.”
“Sorry, Naja, but it’s first come first
serve.”
Ansandra’s face lit up when she heard his
response.
“I’ll put it in Ansandra first, but I won’t
use my hips. Ansandra, you put it in yourself and move your own hips.”
“Eh? Um, okay…”
Ansandra was taken aback but agreed.
“U-um…will this work?”
“Yes, just lower your hips from there.”
Lorent lay on his back in the open-air bath’s washing area. Ansandra was on all
fours and straddling him with no strength in her hips.
Jealous Naja and the curious knight girls
watched on as she hesitantly brought her labia to the penis.
Her heart was racing in her chest.
She had always been the passive one. Her
sexuality had grown through having Lorent forcibly teach her the pleasures of
her body.
Yet she felt shameful putting it in her
when he was not moving.
(But my pussy is throbbing so bad. I can’t
wait any longer…)
When the beautiful princess weighed her shame as a woman against her lust, the
lust won out. She pushed her deep slit against the thick and towering manhood
and she placed her body weight on it.
This was the same position the knight girl
named Madia had used to deflower herself, but Ansandra’s non-virgin vagina
seemed to greedily devour the meat stick.
“Hahhhhhh… Your cock really is so big, hot,
and rugged. It feels so good.”
She had brought the manhood inside her of
her own free will and it was her lower body’s first taste of one for a while,
so she shed tears of joy.
The beautiful princess was crouched down
after swallowing the cock to its base.
“Raise your knees so I can see our union.”
On Lorent’s instruction, Ansandra obediently raised her knees with her legs
spread on either side of him.
“Wow…”
“She looks docile, but our queen is soooo
dirty♪”
The knight girls cheered at the sight.
(Ahh, so many people are watching my pussy
take King Lorent inside. It’s embarrassing…but it feels so good…)
Her vagina tightened as masochistic pleasure washed over her body.
“Now move your own hips.”
Ansandra sighed with an intoxicated look on
her face, but when he lightly slapped her ass, she began bouncing her hips up
and down like she was riding a horse.
“Ah, ahhh. It feels incredible. Just
incredible. Ahh, ahh, yes. I feel like I’m melting. Ahh, ahh.”
Lorent could see his penis moving in and out of her body. And each time she
moved her hips, her hidden flesh would pull out somewhat.
“Move your hips around like you’re drawing
a circle.”
“Y-yes, Your Majesty.”
Ansandra’s butt stuck out to the left and
right when compared to her slender belly and she moved it in a circle.
“Ahh, ahn, hahh, hahh, hahh…”
She used the thick penis to stir up the
depths of her vagina as well as the front and back walls, so more and more love
juices flowed out.
“Y-yes…ahhh…”
She moved her own hips while the connection
was fully visible to everyone. She thought she would die from the
embarrassment, but that embarrassment must have increased the pleasure because
she moved her hips with even more intensity.
Each time the thick cock moved in and out,
love juices sprayed out and her inner flesh was exposed.
(I-it’s too embarrassing. I can’t believe
His Majesty and so many other people are seeing me do this. But it feels so
good.)
No one told her to, but as she drowned in pleasure, she massaged her own
breasts and madly moved her hips.
“Ahhh, yes, yes. Your cock feels so good. I
love cock~♪”
The knight girls’ eyes widened as they
watched Ansandra shouting such obscene things.
“Wow, I had heard it was the
obedient-looking women who were the most amazing in bed, but it looks like
that’s true.”
“Incredible. The queen is squirting.”
Love juices sprayed from the union of man and woman.
The girls who had shocked Ansandra with
their horniness were now shocked by her horniness.
(I’m done for. When King Lorent puts his
cock inside me, I can’t think about anything else.)
She could not believe her own horniness, but there was nothing she could do
about that.
But as her pleasure grew, her movements
dulled. She finally placed her hands on the man’s stomach and collapsed.
When she stopped moving and gasped for
breath, Lorent betrayed her expectations by asking her a kind question.
“Have you not reached the point where you
can ride my cock until you cum?”
“Pant, pant, pant… No, I haven’t. I’m
sorry. It feels so good…so very good that I can’t move.”
Ansandra desperately shook her head while
breathing hot breaths. She had always been in the passive role, so she had
trouble being in control of the sex.
“But I want it. I want your cock. Please
stir up my pussy with your cock. And please fill me with your cum.”
“Very well.”
She knew he loved hearing her talk dirty, so she intentionally said a bunch of
embarrassing things in a row.
Lorent was satisfied with that, so he got
up, held Ansandra in his arms, and then pushed her back into the missionary
position.
“Ahhhn…♪”
Ansandra breathed a sigh of relief and
pleasure as the man pinned her down. She had been taught quite a few
embarrassing positions, but she found missionary the most relaxing.
(Ahh, I’m about to get fucked hard while
everyone watches. And then I’ll cum even harder.)
It would be embarrassing, but she wanted it
so badly.
But Lorent did not immediately start moving
and instead strongly pushed his crotch deeper and deeper.
“P-please move…and pound me.”
She knew he was teasing her, so she grew
tearful, pleaded him with sweet and heated breaths, and thrust her own hips up.
She showed an impressive amount of strength
for such a slender frame. She arched her back and moved her hips up and down
with muscular Lorent on top of her.
Lorent smiled bitterly at her wild hip
movements and finally began thrusting his own hips.
“Ahhh…m-more…lots more.”
Ansandra cried impatiently as his hips
gradually built up speed. Her pleasure built up at the same time.
“Ah, ahh, yes, ahn, ahh…yes, cock feels so
good.”
Love juices flowed endlessly out, leaving Lorent’s balls and inner thighs wet
and glistening. It also flowed down to the valley of her butt and wet her anus.
As she writhed madly, her orderly facial
features twisted erotically and she arched her back over and over. But her
expression was one of joy not agony.
“Ahh, incredible. So…so deep. Ah, you’re
pounding me so deep. Ahh, yes, yes. ah, your cock feels so good♪”
Everyone watching had to wonder if all
women shined this bright when the man she loved was fucking her.
Pleased, Lorent continued the deep,
rhythmic movement of his hips while lifting up Ansandra’s legs and bent them to
either side of her body.
“Ahn, ahn, ahn…”
Ansandra had grown quite obedient, so she
held up her own legs for him and spread them with her hips lifted up.
As she received the rough pistoning, the
beautiful princess was turned on by her own bold and embarrassing pose. She
focused on the pleasure and grew intoxicated by the hints of an orgasm arriving
close.
But then he pulled his manhood right out.
“…!”
She briefly had no idea what had happened and she looked puzzled by the sudden
lack of pleasure.
When she realized he had intentionally
pulled out, the horny girl wet her cheeks with tears and pleaded him.
“Pant, pant. Ahh, hurry, hurry up and put
it back in. I’ll go crazy if you don’t!”
Lorent had a tendency of briefly stopping to tease her just before she reached
orgasm.
She always felt like it would drive her
insane, but she knew the stimulation would soon return and the pleasure would
increase several-fold.
While shamelessly maintaining her
spread-legged pose, she stuck her hips out toward him.
In her intense desire to have Lorent hurry
up and stick his penis back inside her, she let her guard down.
She did not notice that the man had a cruel
smile in his sanpaku eyes and chose
the hole below the one she was hoping for.
The tip was wet with her love juices and
she felt it press against the indent of her anus. Then the thick head pushed
right on in.
“Eh!?”
Her eyes widened at the odd feeling.
But Lorent did not let her say anything
before his hips sank down.
“Hhh…ahh, th-that’s the wrong hole!”
Surprised, Ansandra groaned and desperately
pointed out his mistake, but he mercilessly jammed it in.
Her sphincter was spread so wide she
thought it would snap and a cold sweat covered her body despite the summer
heat, the bath’s steam, and her sexual arousal.
“It’s not wrong at all. This is the hole I
meant to use.”
“Th-that’s…t-too cruel… Th-that place is
unclean…”
Ansandra lamented when she learned this was
intentional and not a mistake.
The mistreated princess crashed down from
heaven to hell and had trouble even breathing.
“Ahh, hh…”
Her groans must have worried Lorent because he asked a kind question.
“Does it hurt?”
“N-no, it’s not that… It just feels…really
weird. Um…like the core of my body…is missing…”
Unlike her vagina, her anus had no hymen. But the sphincter and inner walls
were not meant to accept a man’s desire.
She generally found sex embarrassing yet
had grown hooked on the pleasure, but having her anus toyed with reminded her
of how it felt to defecate and she simply could not enjoy it.
But the elegant girl could not honestly say
that, so she stiffened up and desperately bore with it. Lorent realized how she
was feeling, so he enjoyed himself by wiggling around inside her asshole.
“How about that?”
“Hee, ahhh!”
Ansandra’s round and shapely butt moved
obscenely as her entire body trembled and she cried out indecently.
“Heh heh. It looks to me like you enjoy
having me in your ass.”
“Ahh, that-…”
She could not bring herself to say “isn’t
true”. It was not much, but she quickly realized she was deriving some uniquely
embarrassing pleasure from her anus.
“Well, either way’s fine with me. It’s just
like with the pussy. Even if it hurts at first, you’ll be a girl who loves it
in the ass before you know it.”
“Ahh, I don’t want to be that kind of
girl.”
Lorent ignored her tearful pleas to not become
a perverted anal-loving girl and he began slowly moving in and out.
“Nnn, mhhhh.”
Ansandra writhed madly as the small hole
meant for releasing waste was penetrated by a thick cock.
But as she shed tears from her first anal
violation, a shocking level of masochistic beauty and smoothness filled her
face.
“How lovely. A look of shame really does
look perfect on you.”
“Ahh, why must you be so mean…?”
The savage king took his time enjoying the beautiful princess’s asshole.
“I can’t stand it, ahh, I can’t stand
it…Hhhhn, ahhh, hh, hahh, ahhhh.”
Her half-opened lips let out a constant stream of agonized cries.
As she was fucked in the ass, Ansandra felt
more than just pure physical pain. It was the embarrassment that brought the
tears.
But she gradually grew accustomed to it.
Once her body and anus relaxed and once she stopped clenching her teeth and
actually breathed properly, she found it a lot easier. She realized the way her
lower stomach hit a notch seemed to tease her and felt quite pleasant.
“Ahhh…”
A spellbound voice escaped her wide-opened mouth.
“Ha ha. Looks like you’re used to it now.
Okay, time to really start moving.”
“Ahh, n-no. Ahh, please stop. Ahh, ohh, ohhhh…”
Lorent smiled sadistically and began rhythmically moving his hips.
Each thrust was like a battering ram
smashing her mind and body.
The groaning voice from deep in her throat
sounded nothing like her normal self, but her body was soon melting from the
masochistic pleasure.
“Ahh…ahh…hahh…”
She moaned with a blank expression on her face,
but she was confused in her heart.
(Wh-what do I do now? My butt feels so
good. That place is unclean…but it feels so good with His Majesty’s precious
thing in there. This is so embarrassing.)
“I like that look on your face. I think it’s about time I came inside your ass.
Kh.”
With that announcement, a hot spray surged out inside her and pumped inside the
bottomless hole.
“Ahh…”
Ansandra’s entire body went limp from the ecstasy of her first anal creampie.
Liquid sprayed forcefully from the hole in
front of the one taking the meat stick. In other words, from her vagina.
She peed with her legs spread in a V-shape
with her hips held high.
The liquid flew in an arc and splattered on
her own beautiful face.
A sheltered royal girl like her had never
even imagined something as humiliating as urinating on her own face, but her
brain had been fried by masochistic pleasure.
Once the warm liquid came to a stop and
Lorent had finished cumming, he pulled out his now-small penis.
When it slipped out, the anal walls were
briefly stretched wide enough to see inside, but they soon tightened up and returned
to the original adorable bud.
“Khhn…”
The sensation of him pulling it out felt so much like defecating that Ansandra
had frantically tightened her anus.
With the solid object gone, the hole lost
its painful-looking redness. The entire anus was somewhat swollen from the forceful
insertion, but there was no bleeding.
A moment later, there were cheers.
“Bravo! That was an outstanding performance,
our queen♪”
“She looks so pure, but she’s actually such
a horny girl. I can see why His Majesty abandoned Naja for her.”
The flying dragon knight girls embraced
Ansandra’s limp form.
Naja shouted angrily back at her subordinates’
irresponsible assessment.
“I have not been abandoned. Don’t even
suggest that. Say it again and this fist is going right up your pussy.”
“Kyah! Mistress Naja is angry♪”
The knight girls scattered around the
open-air bath as they fled.
“And, King Lorent, you can’t just expect us
to watch. I’m going next.”
Naja pushed down Lorent and washed his penis
off with soap while forcing it hard again.
“M-me too♪ Me too♪ I want His Majesty to fuck me too~♪
The knight girls gathered around Lorent and
an orgy began.
The following day, the Domos army had
resupplied, rested, and replenished their energy in Ramlese, so they marched for
the royal capital of Curling where the Clanarian army had chosen to make their last
stand.
Thanks for the translation.
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