Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

“How can you tell when a skill will work or not?” I asked Reinhart as he gathered up a couple of things.

He was going to take me down to the basement. He wouldn’t tell me what he had down there, but he told me it was a job that he needed me to do and it’d be easier if I just saw it.

“Huh? Ah, right, your knowledge about skills is a little lacking, right?” Reinhart sighed as he pulled out a lantern and lit it. “What brought on this question?”

Of course, I was thinking about mental fortitude, and how it worked towards certain sex-related activities, but would unexpectedly fail in some of the odder situations. Of course, I hadn’t really discussed my other world situation with him. The only thing Reinhart knew was that I had a lot of special skills and a strange class.

“Ah… it’s just like, I see a lot of skills that seem simple, but they seem to have strange rules about when they work and when they won’t.”

Reinhart gave a nod. “Well, there are a lot of books about skills. Skills beget skills. Skills supplement skills. Do this, this, and this and you’ll get this skill. It’s all kind of a lie though. Skills are simply you. You are your skills. Every skill you gain is a reflection of you. How skills work is the same way.”

“What does that mean?” I frowned.

“What do you want it to mean?” My frown deepened, and he chuckled before continuing. “What I’m saying is that you influence how your skill works. How your skill works is based on you yourself. For example, if you had a skill that made you tell the truth if you became convinced of a lie, then your skill would allow you to tell a lie because you thought it was the truth.”

“Really?” I pondered over his words a little more, trying to understand what it meant to me.

“That’s how it works. In fact, I knew a man once. He was smart, but he really struggled to read and write. He used to always confuse the words ‘site’ with an i-t and ‘sight’ with a g-h-t whenever he wrote them. He was a hunter, and he finally unlocked a tier 2 skill called Far Sight. It’s always Far Sight with a g-h-t. But, for him, it was spelled Far Site, i-t-e. It was the same skill, but it renamed itself to him.

“There are other examples of this. Skills that have different names depending on their country of origin. Some also have different functions too, but I believe that’s a symptom of people’s expectations and not a limitation of the skills themselves.

“I believe skills can be opened up or weakened by your own imagination and beliefs. If you had a skill that could, I don’t know, cut down trees… could you use that skill to cut down a post? That depends on you. If you can convince yourself a tree was a post, or that post was close enough to a tree… then the skill would work. If you didn’t, the skill would be useless.

Or… coming from my own seductress powers, I could use skills if I was engaged in sex, or if I convinced myself something was associated with sex. For example, my mental fortitude worked or didn’t work based on how I interpreted the situation. I approached the two craftsmen with the intent of creating sexual toys for my own sexual fulfillment. That met the criteria of mental fortitude. However, the girls came in and played with my sex toys, but at no point was I thinking of engaging in sex with them, or having our conversation related to my sex… so mental fortitude did not work as thoroughly. At least, that was my working hypothesis from what Reinhart had said.

We didn’t have far to walk. The cellar was part of the abandoned complex this tower once belonged to, and at the bottom of the stairs was a small trapdoor with a ladder that we ended up climbing down, although Reinhart told me there was another entrance that went outside the castle walls. He explained this as we climbed into the darkness with his lantern lighting the way. If I ever needed to escape, this was a path I could take. He also warned me that if I did something to threaten the kingdom, he’d immediately tell the guard to head off to this spot first.

It came to my awareness that this was probably the exact kind of information Denova would want too, and I was a little regretful Reinhart had told me, as there would be a point I may have to betray his trust. We were in a damp, dark hallway now, and without saying another word, Reinhart starting lighting a bunch of torches along the walls, bringing light to the darkness.

The first thing I noticed was the gleam of bars, and I realized that we were standing in a hallway lined with jail cells. The second thing I noticed was that there was some movement behind the bars. I started squinting into one of the cages and then jumped back as a monster crashed into the bars, barking a sound. It was a creature with the face and body of a reptile.

“Ah, watch out, that one is a lizardman.”

I glanced over at the next cell and saw that there was a different creature in that one. I quickly noticed the creature slouching in the corner was none other than a goblin. I had been made all too familiar with their kind.

“What is this?” I asked.

Reinhart chuckled. “Well, after you mentioned how you’ve spent time with monsters, and showed me the results of your seed potion, I was curious what other potions could be made. I went out and requested hunters from the guild catch a couple of monsters, and I secured them down here. As you can see, I have a pigmen over here, so you can make more of that potion you gave me, and we can see if you can generate any other potions with your talents.”

“So, the job then, that only I can do…”

“Well, I figured that you are uniquely talented for collecting specimens. You can consider this your own personal seed farm. It seems a little severe, but I’ve heard there are farmers who collect bull semen to inseminate cows, so I thought we could keep this clinical. Although, if you have other uses for them, I will… ahem… look the other way.”

I stared a bit in surprise and wonder at this. It wasn’t just a treasure trove for potion making, but also for leveling. I wouldn’t need the king’s piddling sexual advances or the glory hole if I could take on these monsters.

“Which ones do we have? Did you have any of the spiders?”

“Ah, right, you mentioned that it might be a good adhesive, but spiders are kind of tough to handle. I picked mostly hominids. I don’t really have much experience in this department. These are the top races known for raping women. I figured they had the most likelihood of being compatible with your… harvesting methods. I’ve got one pigmen, one kobold, one lizardman, one goblin, one apeman, one orc, one minotaur, one troll, and one satyr. Nine in all. I’d have to acquire demons if I wanted to get you a better selection.”

“How about a slime?”

“Slime? They don’t really have sexual parts…”

“Still… I think they could have some interesting advantages in potion making.” I deflected his criticism.

After a moment, he nodded. “Well… if you’re feeling confident, we can acquire other monsters with a less… humanoid qualities.”

Even I wasn’t ready to start moving down a route that felt like bestiality. For the moment, I felt that Reinhart had made the appropriate selections.

“Ah, no… for now, I think this would be fine. It really is a shot in the dark with this, right?”

“I suppose so…” Reinhart shrugged, “Well, I’ll leave you to it. Um… be careful, these are monsters and they are dangerous. If you can coerce one over to the bars and get it to… well, stick it through the bars, that’d be ideal.”

I nodded at his advice. Likely, I’d need to seduce these guys enough times to turn them all into my sex dolls, much like I did to the pigmen before. Then, there would be no more danger. Reinhart started climbing back up the ladder. I supposed he didn’t want to remain for the show. As I walked up and down the cages, some of the monsters growled at me, but they didn’t make any particularly scary movements. Of course, I remembered the seemingly innocent looking pigmen quickly eating each other, and the trauma from that day allowed me to gain some distance from these monsters. I’d use them and then kill them when I needed to.

I looked at each of the monsters. A few of them, like the orc, the apeman, the minotaur, and the goblin all wore their dicks on the outside. Most had loin clothes, but the minotaur in particular seemed to be packing quite a shaft that swung only half covered by his loincloth. Meanwhile, a few of the others seemed to have no visible dick at all. It was likely that they extended out from somewhere when the animal was sexually excited.

I used examine on them but didn’t gain any useful information. Most of them seemed to be in their teens or younger. It seemed like monsters grew quickly and died young. I knew at this point I was really just stalling. The idea of getting nine first times on monsters, as well as the potential novelty of some of them, did excite me, but it also left me wary.

Deciding that I needed to know what I was working with before I started working, I decided I needed to give them a test run. With them locked in cages, there was really no danger to myself. So, it’s not like there was anything holding me back. I released my pheromones. I could feel the eyes of all the monsters suddenly turn to me. Each animal surged forward, almost at the same time, and the lust in their eyes became fervent. The sudden surge of monsters racing at their cages caused a racket, and even after telling myself I was safe, I still lept back a few steps at the surge of monsters.

I was out of their reach, but at least one monster, the orc, had come dangerously close to catching a grip on my hair. My heart was beating rapidly as the spike of adrenaline shot through me. Meanwhile, the monsters had turned feral, banging on the bars and screaming. There was a creak in one of the bars, and I desperately prayed that they’d hold.

As the monsters let out rather loud roars, sounds deafening enough that I had to cover my ears, they rammed themselves at the bars. Although, more specifically it was their hips thrusting out. When they found they couldn’t reach me, they started humping at the bars, their now erect dicks thrusting through and bobbing out towards me as if they felt like if they just thrust hard enough, they’d cover the dozens of feet of distance between me and them.

Trying to keep the sudden orgy of monsters blindly thrusting at me in order, I started walking down the line of cages carefully, examining each of their penises thoroughly like I was walking through an art gallery.

The pigman and the goblin I had seen before. The familiar half-sized green doorknob cock of the goblin and the pink and black corkscrew of pigmen were expected. The orc’s penis resembled a large black dildo. The tip had a diminished mushroom head compared to humans, and with the dick being pure black it might have well been smooth obsidian I was looking at. It was very large though, and I looked forward to checking it out more thoroughly. The apeman’s was dark brown and splotchy, but otherwise about the size and appearance of an uncircumcised smaller-dicked man. It wasn’t impressive compared to the orc, but it was still about twice the size of the goblin.

The troll’s dick was very interesting. It seemed to substitute length for thickness. It looked kind of like a giant mound. It was easily four inches thick, but only about two inches long. They say thickness is what matters, but I had some trouble imagining a way I’d be able to effectively enjoy it. The entire thing was rounded to the point that it looked like a strange lump coming from between his legs rather than a phallic object.

The minotaur and the satyr had similar dicks although the minotaur’s was considerably larger. They had a very hairy base, but the hair thinned as it approached the shaft. The dicks looked like human dicks, albeit splotchy like the pigmen. The minotaur’s head had a sharper looking tip, which might actually help with penetration as it seemed to have the largest dick of the bunch, and might I say the largest I’ve seen. Over 3-inches at its thickest, and s massive 10-inches long, it was definitely one that both feared and excited me.

That left me with the last of the bunch, the lizardman. His prutruded dick was light green, and the easiest description is that it was ribbed and bumpy. It had various bumps on it which surrounded the dick in concentric circles. While not quite scaly, it seemed to be built up of interlocking sheaths one fitting in the next which made up the shaft.  It looked very hard and dry, not the kind of dick that would slide in easy. I could see it generating quite a lot of friction.

As I was bending over, contemplating the lizardman, my body was suddenly shoved forward. I let out a cry as my head came into the lizardman’s grasp. His claw-like hands grabbed at my head, and for fear that he might break my neck, I moved in the direction he indicated. Without a second to prepare, he shoved his dick into my mouth. At first, I had my teeth closed, and his thrust shoved against the outside of my mouth with enough force that my teeth hurt. However, I quickly opened up and the let his dry dick slide into my mouth.

While this was going on, something was also behind me, my dress was hiked up and my underwear was pulled own as hands groped at my ass. One of the monsters must have escaped and snuck up behind me. That was the only thought that went through my mind. His dick immediately slid into my ass, completely missing the pussy. I let out a gagging cry, the hard dick in my mouth hitting the back of my throat as I let out a shout.

Knowing I had to take control of the situation, I first swapped my title to Rough Rider. I’d have preferred Gang Banger usually, but I needed the pain resistance and strength to try to fix myself. As one monster thrust into my mouth with a grip on my neck, the other thrust into my ass from the other side. I grabbed onto the bars to the lizardman’s cage, resisting the thrusting from behind so that I could get better control of the dick in front of me.

{Position Unlocked: Standing Spit Roast}

Now, I had to seduce the monster behind me. Since he escaped, I had to beguile him if I wanted any hope to get out of this safely. I was just about to do so when I suddenly heard the mutter behind me.

“Ah, you’re so tight!”

My eyes widened, but I couldn’t look back as long as the lizard man was thrusting into me. However, the voice from behind was instantly recognizable. It was Reinhart’s voice. He must have been hit by my pheromones although I would have thought he would have been out of range. He must have come back or something. Either way, his built up sexual desires all exploded in one go.

I also didn’t have any other threesome positions with two males to switch to, and even if I did, the likelihood that I would release the lizardman inadvertently was high. Therefore, that meant I had no choice but to ride this one out. As Reinhart worked my ass, moaning with each thrust, I used my hands on the bars to thrust back. I loosened my butt, spread my legs, and eased his entry. I twisted my ass each time he thrust, grinding his dick into my ass. It felt really good, and I was starting to get wet from the feeling as well.

Meanwhile, I continued to take the lizardman from the front. Regrettably, he had a hold of my head and was maddened in the state of pheromone lust. My face was just a hole to fuck for him, and he thrust into my throat with reckless abandon. His claws were wrapped up in my hair, and he had my face pressed up against the bars as hard as he could, to the point that my cheeks were pulled back and my mouth was inside his cage. He then slammed his hips into the bars, shoving his dick into my mouth as hard as he could.

Although I was coughing a bit, the level 4 deep throat was enough that things didn’t get too uncomfortable. With Lover’s breath, I didn’t even attempt to breathe while he abused my face. Of course, with my mouth as his fuck toy, I probably looked bad. He was hard and cold, and there wasn’t a single ounce of softness or warmth. His dick had a consistency of sandpaper, and my mouth quickly became sore. The damage would probably be pretty bad by the time I was done. The only reason it was tolerable was because of Rough Rider.

That’s when Reinhart’s hands, one on each butt cheek, squeezed tightly. A moment later, I felt a familiar throbbing. It wasn’t as easy to feel the cum deep in my ass as it was in pussy, but I could feel his throbbing dick pushing into the tight hole of my anus. He pulled out of my ass a moment later with a pop, and while I didn’t feel the cum inside me, as some leaked out and ran down into my wet pussy, I could feel the cooling droplets.

{Anal Sex has increased to LVL 3.}

The lizardman’s grip tightened until I felt like my hair was about to be ripped out. He pushed himself deep into my mouth, the dick down my throat and well past my gag reflex. I reflexively tried to pull away, but it was no use with the grip he had. Cold fluid shot deep into the back of my throat, although I couldn’t control where it went with the cock so far down my throat, and half of it ended up going into my trachea.

{Blow job has increased to LVL 9.}

{Deep throat has increased to LVL 5.}

There was a sudden flash of light followed by a buzzing sound, and the lizard let go of my head while making a loud cry. He fell back several feet and landed on his tail, scooting back until he entered a corner. Meanwhile, I collapsed to the floor and started coughing. It was painful, and a slimy pond scum taste came up my throat and out my nose and mouth as I tried to desperately spit out the spooge.

At this point, I wasn’t even thinking of potions or swallowing, although half of it probably ended up going down my esophagus. Instead, I just wanted to spit out. After a minute of coughing and sputtering, I finally managed to get the point where breathing didn’t hurt. A hand rested on my back, and I almost turned with a swing. That was how wound up I was at the moment. However, when I noticed it was Reinhart, fully dressed and giving a worried look, I dropped my hand.

“I’m sorry. Aria, I’m so sorry.” He looked genuinely upset.

“It’s… it’s not…” My voice was croaky, and it was still difficult to speak. “I used pheromones.”

“I can’t believe I’d succumb to my monster nature like that.” Reinhart tightened his fist angrily. “I thought that even if you used some kind of pheromone, I wouldn’t be tempted. That is why I didn’t take precautions. This is my fault. I almost got you killed.”

I let out a coughing laugh. “Hah… the situation was a little crazy, but I could get things under control.”

He frowned as he looked down at me. I probably looked quite the mess. My hair that Min had carefully donned was messy. My dress was ripped in many places. My mouth was sore, my makeup was ruined, and I didn’t even want to see what my face looked like. It felt like I had been hit by a bus, at least.

Reinhart still apologized profusely although he seemed more disturbed by it than me. He made me promise not to use the pheromones again and instead seduce all the monsters until they were under my control before attempting any resource gathering. I was okay with that, but I more than hinted to him that it would take a very long amount of time to seduce the monsters without my sexual saint boost.

“You can activate that with masturbation, yes?”

I frowned when he missed the not too subtle offer for sex. After the pheromones had worn off, he went right back to the old Reinhart and his complete lack of interest in sex. Although he took my butt with vigor, and I was still feeling liquid leaking from my ass as he sat me down in his lab and fed me healing potions to remove the physical trauma I suffered, he seemed happier pretending it didn’t happen.

I had hoped this experience would have sparked a sexual relationship between us, but in the end, I would just have to settle for my monster companions. I tried to return the dungeon, having not cum with my last sexual foray. Perhaps I could seduce the goblin, something safe, and at least get off with a dick in me for a change. Reinhart stopped me from going.

“You should go back to your room today and clean up. You can pick up where you left off in a day or two once you’ve had some rest.”

I grudgingly accepted his advice. It looked like I’d have to use my toys tonight, but there were still eight monsters with a first-time bonus and I intended to earn my fill.

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 45

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Chapter 45

I was woken the following morning to banging on my door. I nearly leaped out of the bed. That night, I had been dreaming of Julian endless taking all the men I tried to seduce. It might have been a nightmare except that what Julian did with the men was incredibly graphic and left me wet enough I wouldn’t be surprised if the bed was damp this morning. My dream might have cuckolded me, but I didn’t hate it.

However, my mind was in a frantic state, and for a few brief seconds, I was convinced that my identity had been found out and it was a guard at my door. Min was mysteriously absent, so I went to the door to open it. Before I opened it, I did a quick check to make sure nothing was amiss.

Min had done a very good job de-pinking the room, using the materials the king had sent to us to completely redecorate. It was clear that her favorite color was green although any earthy colors seemed to do. As a result, the bed, sheets, and canopy now gave off a forest like vibe, making the room feel like it was full of life. I was a fan of green myself, so I did not protest Min’s choices. I also noticed that I was once again wearing one of the night dresses Min had made for me. Of course, I had fallen asleep in Min’s arms still in my previous night’s dress. It seemed like Min continued to change my clothing while I was asleep. I wondered if my wife ever slept. Not wife, best friend, that was a weird thought, clearly, she’s just a friend, no matter what she thinks.

As soon as the door opened, someone shoved themselves right in. Even if it had been a man, I probably wouldn’t have been flustered to be caught in my night clothes, but the Princess Bartrum I concealed myself as would be flustered, so I needed to act the part. However, before I could put on an act, I finally realized who was in my room.

“Where on Earth did you find that potion you gave us last night?”

It was an older lady, with a couple of wrinkles, graying hair, and a straight back that showed she was a force to be reckoned with. Of course, it was Melinda Fry, the Duchess I had encountered the previous night. And surprisingly, right behind her were the two younger women Destine and Mary.

“Oh, that outfit is really cute, I’d love for my husband to see me in something like that,” Destine said, reaching out and touching the dress. “Oh, wow, it’s so soft. Mary, you have to feel this.”

Mary came forward too, and both women had their hands all over me. As a bisexual who just woke up from a sex dream, I had to reel in my sexual drive or I might have taken their hands as an offer. Instead, I was mostly just flustered, unsure at the sudden morning onslaught of the three women.

“Never mind her dress, that potion…” A strange expression came over Melinda, and she gave a shiver. “I had the opportunity last night and… well… my dry spell is over.”

“Ah…”

“Destine! You too, right?” Melinda demanded.

Destine pulled her hand away from my dress and stood at attention, then when the question caught up with her brain she broke into a massive blush. “That is… I put some on my husband, last night… and…”

Her face continued to get even redder until I was sure she was about to pass out.

“I-is it that good?” Mary asked questioningly. “C-can I get some as well?”

“Well, that is, I gave you guys the last of it. Really.”

In fact, without a source of orc semen, I was going to have to find something else to be my lubricant. Between the pair of them and Reinhart, I had given away all the potions I had brewed. It made me wish I had brought that bucket of semen I had left in the barn. That would have been nearly a year’s supply.

“That doesn’t matter!” Melinda dismissed my words. “Just let me know your supplier!”

“I’m sorry…”

“Three times!” Melinda put up her fingers. “That man kept going three times. Show some mercy on this old lady!”

I gave her a wry smile, knowing that she really wasn’t as old as she pretended to be. She was only about the age of my mom; however, that might be considered old in this world. At the very least, it genuinely looked like Melinda had been suffering during her dry spell. To think that even a proud noble like her would succumb to lust so completely.

“Oh, what’s this?”

Mary had been looking around the room as I spoke to the other girls, and she had come up to my nightstand. There was a box on my nightstand, freshly opened, and in that box was something very dear to me. I had completely forgotten about it in the morning rush. I nearly leapt across the bed to snatch it, but Mary grabbed it first, turning and dodging my hands.

“Give me that!” I pleaded.

“Ah… it’s soft and velvety.”

“What is that?” Destine asked. “Ah… doesn’t that look like… well, a penis, kind of.”

“Hmmm… give that here girl.” Melinda was now taking interest in it too.

Rather than handing it back to me, Mary handed it right to Melinda, like a girl in class handing in a note to the teacher she intercepted between two lovers. Melinda picked up the dildo in her hand and started squeezing it too.

It was horrible enough that I could die. I hadn’t even gotten to use the toy yet and not only was it found out by three gossipy girls, but now they had their hands all over it. While one would think this would be blocked out with Mental Fortitude, it seemed to be failing me. Although my feelings could be said to not be embarrassment. It was more a buildup of dread, frustration, and fear. I was afraid that if these girls knew the real me, they would run.  Playing with it out in the open without a care… it seemed to fly right past my mental resistance.

“Ah, it seems to be able to accept magical power,” Melinda said, her fingers running up and down the shaft.

The dildo suddenly started vibrating, and Melinda let out a cry of surprise, dropping it. The dildo hit the floor, bouncing a few times before rolling under the bed.

“Ah, there are others in this box!” Mary declared.

I collapsed on the bed, covering my face as I listened to the girls pulling out my new toys one by one. I felt like a criminal who had just been caught with the evidence in his hands. They started by pulling out the larger dildo. All three made noises of excitement while seeing it.

“Oh, that’s bigger than my husband!” Destine said in wonder.

The others weren’t as obvious as the first one. A small vibrating stone, a string of beads of increasing size, a strap-on, and the craftsman’s attempt at a two in one rabbit-like dildo. Even though the girls didn’t know what they did exactly, they had knowing smiles on their faces and intrigued looks on their eyes.

“You… Cornelia, what are these things. Fess up!” Melinda tapped my head.

“Noth-ow don’t pull my hair…” As I tried to deflect her, she got a bit physical until I finally raised my hidden face.

A little more awake now, I re-instated my conceal and deception to school my face and hide the dread.

“It’s… um… toys.”

“Toys… for sex? That’s what you mean, right?” Mary said although she seemed to be drooling a bit.

“Ah… for sex… and sometimes, for alone time.”

Destine’s eyes seemed to widen as she looked down at the big dildo in her hands.

“But what do they all do?” Melinda asked although she didn’t hold disgust in her eyes, merely a curiosity. “Like these!”

She held up the anal beads in her hand, waving them back and forth. She had to ask about that one first! Although, I didn’t know if it’d be easier to explain that or the strap-on. I’m not sure how I’d get out of telling them about lesbianism if we went down that path.

“That is when you’re having sex… you put them… in your bum.”

The two younger girls immediately tightened their sphincters, their eyes popping, but Melinda nodded. “Hmmm… I used to have a lover who would stick a finger in my ass while he ate me out…”

“She said it…” Mary barely managed to speak out, feeling dazed.

“I feel like this is too much.” Destine winced, using my dildo as if to block her vision.

“Oh, relax ladies.” Melinda dismissed their embarrassment. “I think we’re way passed being too personal. You’re even rubbing her sex toy against your face.”

Destine jerked the dildo that was almost resting against her cheek away and she barely managed to toss it into the box while giving a grossed-out look.

“Ah! I haven’t used any of them yet. I-I just got them.”

“Who’d you buy them from,” Mary asked with an intent look, but then suddenly turned away shyly, “That is… um… if someone was interested.”

“Ah… that is… Sandor and Pratter.”

“Those guys? I’ve been to their shop, I’ve never seen anything like this.” Melinda frowned.

“Um… I ordered them custom, for my personal… ah… use. That is… we had them in my home, but the pigmen that attacked my carriage…”

Melinda finally gave a nod. “Right… well, I can’t blame a girl for wanting to release stress.”

“Ah… it feels good on the shoulders.” Destine had pulled the big dildo back out now that she knew it was clean and was now putting magic into it while it vibrated on her neck.

“It feels even better when it vibrates down there.” I offered.

Her eyes popped wide, but she let the vibration stop while she put two hands on the 8-inch cock like it was a fragile item.

“S-since I haven’t used it, Destine, you don’t by chance, want it?” Destine was cradling the dildo and nodding before I even finished the sentence.

“Eh?” Mary spoke up, “Why does she get it? She has a husband. If anyone needs it I do!”

Upon realizing what she said, Mary’s face exploded with red. Meanwhile, Destine pulled the dildo up between her breasts like she was protecting it from being ripped from her hands. The four of us broke into laughter at the silliness of it all.

They hadn’t rejected something I might have seen as shameful, and they were rather interested and curious about it. This lead to me finally giving them a run through of the sex items I had purchased. When I reached the strap-on, Melinda jumped to fucking guys in the ass, so I didn’t have to try to explain any of my lesbian tendencies. I was just glad that the double dildo hadn’t come in this shipment. Sandor had written a note stating he was still trying to get the enchantments just right.

Of course, this lead to a brainstorming session, and discussions about other potential sexual toys. In my previous life, I was rather tame when it came to the second department. I had a waterproof bullet and a single dildo, and that was it. However, I found myself telling them about nipple clamps, butt plugs, restraints, and cock rings… basically, everything I could remember ever being sold at the occasional adult store I’d been to. I’d, of course, already thoroughly given Pratter and Sandor the same ideas, but they had yet to implement them.

“So, you’re saying my husband could… tie me up, to the bed?” Destine was asking.

The women, even Melinda, seemed to sit on every word I said. Although, while Destine and Mary wore startled and surprised expressions, Melinda was more pragmatic. A few times it seemed I’d stumbled on something she’d already discovered on her own, or something less aggressive than her own ideas, but we still ended up discussing all the ways to have sex for several hours.

“I’m going to get one twice that big. Now that Pratter and Sandor are making these things, I’m sure they won’t mind.”

“T-twice!” Mary exclaimed, eying the already large 8-inch dildo.

Destine saw Mary’s looks and squeezed it to her body as if she still expected Mary would leap over the bed and take it. Each girl said they were going to put in their own orders, and I merely shrugged at that. Eventually, I had to bid them farewell. However, the girls wouldn’t leave until I promised to get more of the potion. They were a little surprised to know that I had made the potions myself. However, when I had explained that the ingredients were exceptionally hard to come by, Melinda had an answer for that too.

“Just tell Reinhart to get the ingredients. If he drags his feet, let me know and I’ll set him straight.”

I was bidding them goodbye as Min returned from wherever she had been although she made no comment on the sex toys being passed around. For that matter, the nobles more or less treated her like she wasn’t there. Well, she was my servant or even my slave, so I supposed that nobles wouldn’t pay her much mind. At least, they didn’t wear any disgust on their faces.

The girls left, and I finally put away all the remaining toys including the one lost under my bed, feeling exhausted. Min was curiously examining the strap-on dildo when I started boxing the toys, and I swiped it from her hands and put into the box.

“That’s for us later.” I winked at her.

Min didn’t say anything. She just turned away to start picking up the room a bit. Before I could start teasing my cute little Min, I suddenly remembered what day it was.

“Ah, crap, I promised to work for Reinhart today. Ah, shit, what time is it?”

I nearly ran out the door in my nightgown before Min stopped me and forced me to put on a dress. She helped me with my hair and reassembled my princess look. By the time I was gone, I was very late, and Reinhart ended up berating me and providing a long lecture about how noble he was for accepting me as his apprentice. By the time we got to work, I was feeling pretty down on myself, but then he showed me a little gift he prepared, all my depression was blown away.

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 44

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Chapter 44

Julian wiped the tip of his cock off on the young man’s ass, smearing semen across his ass cheek while I finished enjoying the show as well, reaching another satisfactory climax of my own. Before the boy could make any response to Julian’s comments, there was a sudden interruption.

“What are you doing?” An incredulous voice asked a few feet from me.

Devon’s voice caused me to nearly leap out of the bushes, immediately pulling my hand from up my skirt, but fortunately, the voice was not directed at me. Devon immerged from the path, barely missing me concealed a few feet away as he stepped out into the garden clearing while giving a dark glare at Julian.

“Mm… brother, it’s good to see you.” Julian gave a smile, acting like he wasn’t standing in front of a bent over a man with his cock hanging out.

Devon’s eyes turned to the boy who did react to Devon. He quickly grabbed his pants and pulled them on without wiping up, immediately looking down as embarrassment flushed over his face. He looked absolutely flustered.

“You… you’re the Kree Ambassador’s son, right?”

The boy looked chastised, he was even more embarrassed that his identity had been found out. Even I could understand the potential for a horrible scandal the boy could face.

“Ah, yes… I was merely opening the boy up.” Julian chuckled. “That is… to new possibilities.”

Devon ignored Julian’s jabs, concentrating on the boy. “What you have done here… boy… is perfectly fine.”

Both the boy and me looked up at Devon in surprise.

“You have nothing to be guilty about. Go to your father now. You simply tried something out, an experiment. It need not be any more than that. You can let your life be up to you on what you want to do in the future.” He said. “I… have seen nothing.”

The boy relaxed a bit, giving a relieved smile before running off, not even sparing a backward glance to his former sexual partner.

“Oh… you’re no fun.” Julian whined, finally putting his softening cock away in his pants. “You’re supposed to make him feel terrible for it. Chastise him. Tell him he’s been a bad boy. Make him feel like he has no other choice… and then he’ll rush into my arms, the only man who supports his depravity.”

“I know how you operate, Julian, to try to corrupt them one after another. You’ve already destroyed our brother. When will it be enough?”

“Gregory is fine. He practically worships me.” Julian waved his hand.

“He does worship you. And that’s all he does. You scooped him out, removed his identity, and only left yourself inside.”

Julian laughed, walking over to pick up his drink. “Well, I must admit, I did put something inside our dear brother. But I’d offer you the same.”

Devon grimaced. “We… aren’t children anymore. You’re days of… taking advantage of me… are long gone.”

“Of course, I remember.” Julian grimaced. “You ran to daddy, and he beat me for a month straight with a belt. It was a shame with you two. I was never able to entice Richard either. He had that little harlot spreading her legs for him almost as soon as he was able to get hard. She was letting him put his hands up her skirt by the age of 8, I never had a chance.”

Devon frowned. “I’ve put our past behind us, brother… but we are speaking of the now. One day, you will be king. Using your special skill to rape the children of our dignitaries could cause an incident.”

Julian gave another chuckle. “Oh, I forgot, you’re still convinced that I’m using special skills. Did you never consider that most people are sexual deviants, and I only bring to the surface what already exists?”

Devon shook his head. “I believe people are inherently good. You must be using some skill…”

“Oh, I don’t argue it takes skill, but even you have a certain darkness in you. I’ve seen it at our special parties.”

Devon stiffened at that. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Julian leaned closer with a grin on his face. “Oh come on, you may wear a mask, but you and I both know you frequent our monthly underground parties… with the king, and all your brothers. So why is that?”

Devon turned his head away. “You’re family, I feel duty-bound to-“

“Ha! Duty? Honor? So, it is honor having you stick it in half the nobles in this kingdom. Is it honorable when you cum on the Duchess of Soven’s face? Is it Duty as you plow the visiting princess from Renmere?”

“Stop it!” Devon growled. “The people at those things are supposed to be anonymous. I don’t want to know their identity!”

“Don’t play dumb, brother. Deep down, you’re just as bad as the rest of us. Get off your high horse once in a while, it’s fun down here.”

Devon had a scowl on his face, but he didn’t say anything more as Julian glided past him. As Devon looked away, Julian’s eyes suddenly centered on the bush I was hiding in. He gave a wink, and I practically fell back in surprise.

“Oh… by the way, I’ve invited our new sibling, Princess Cornelia. When she comes, and she’ll come, I hope you provide her some extra attention. Eat her pussy? Give her a good ride? You can count on your brothers doing the same.”

He walked from the courtyard with a big smile on his face while Devon continued to stare vacantly in the other direction. Meanwhile, I was trying to recover from the blow. He had known I was there in the bush, but I wondered how long he had known. Was it right away? Did he know I was watching him and the boy the whole time?

Suddenly, my thoughts were broken as Devon stiffened and reached down towards his belt. He pulled his sword from his scabbard, immediately drawing my attention to him. A second later, another man, his face obscured in shadow, took a step out from behind a tree. Just how many people were watching this scene tonight? However, before I could think about it too much, I realized that the other man had a sword too. Was this an assassination attempt? Fear suddenly wracked through me.

Devon bellowed with an extreme degree of anger, lunging forward at the other man. The other man was calm and silent, taking his sword with ease and side stepping. Devon stumbled forward, right past him. He surged forward a second time, swinging his sword wildly at the newcomer who seemed to casually discard his thrusts with ease.

As he went, Devon seemed to reel in his anger, his sword strikes becoming less wasteful and finer. He seemed to remember his sword training and took a deep breath before rushing forward and attacking the new man with steady movement unlike before. The man met every attack stroke for stroke. It was clear that he was as good as Devon, if not better, and he also seemed to be able to fight without letting emotion cloud his judgment.

What was I doing watching this? I should be running to the palace guards. Someone was trying to murder the prince in the garden. However, just as these thoughts fell into my mind, Devon jumped back for a second.

“Flash strike!” He yelled.

A second later, his body almost seemed to vanish in a flash of light. The flash was blinding in the poor lit night, and I had to cover my eyes. When I looked back up, it looked like the invader had been blinded too. Devon was standing on the other side of him, his word being held to the side, and the assassin was standing with his back facing him. Suddenly, his body separated, falling in two halves.

However, his body did not spurt a single drop of blood. Instead, it simply fell apart and as soon as it hit the floor, it exploded in shadows that faded away. It was something similar to a monster disappearing in an RPG. However, the pigmen didn’t disappear when I killed them, so why would this assassin?

“Still can’t beat them without using that…” he muttered to himself.

A moment later, another similar looking assassin rose up behind Devon with a knife raised. “Devon, look out!”

I shouted without a thought. Instead of spinning to stop the assassin, he spun to look at me, who was now standing out from a bush, having completely exposed my location. Before I could worry about the assassin, he suddenly exploded into black smoke, the shadows quickly falling to the ground before they dissipated.

“Cornelia? What are you doing here?” He asked with a confused look on his face.

“There was… you were being attacked?”

He looked around in confusion, but then suddenly, a panicked look crossed his face. “You didn’t see earlier, did you?”

“Ear- ah… I saw Julian walking away and then I heard swords…” I quickly worked my deception.

After getting that out, he turned his head now and started to look sheepish. “Ah… that’s what happened… I-I’m sorry, I was just letting off some steam.”

“Eh? What happened? There were assassins!”

He shook his head, still looking embarrassed. “No… um… I have darkness magic. Those are just… illusions, I made up.”

I gave a surprised look. “Illusions? Th-that felt so real!”

“Ah.. heh… that’s… um… I guess it’s fine if you know, everyone else does. It’s a special skill of mine. I can, sort of… program illusions to follow a certain routine and have mass. So, they can act without me needing to do anything.

My eyes brightened. “So, that’s why you went to save me from those pigmen alone? Cause you can like, create an army of ninjas in a second?”

“Ah… wait, what’s a ninja?  No, Nevermind… It’s not that good. Only 3-4… but they all seem to be at my level of ability, so yes, if I had run into a half dozen pigmen, if push came to shove I could summon illusions and overwhelm them or escape if I had to.”

I nodded, thinking about what a cheat ability that was. Then again, if everyone had their own sets of cheat abilities, and no one wanted to reveal their abilities unless they absolutely had to, then I could easily see how so many abilities can exist that no one ever notices. However, fights to the death might be a horrific thing to behold as everyone pulls out their trump cards.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I think I need to be getting back to the party.” I tried to prevent the awkward silence that was starting to occur between the two of us.

“Wait… Cornelia.” Devon held out his hand although I hadn’t turned to leave yet. “Are you… that is… Julian mentioned he invited you… somewhere…”

“Yes, he did. Why?”

“That place… it’s not good. The things they do there. I… don’t want you to become part of that society.”

“Don’t you go?” I asked.

A flash of irritation crossed his face. “That is… I have to go. I don’t have a choice. But you, you don’t… Cornelia, you can’t go!”

“Can’t?” My eyes darkened a little at those words. “Doesn’t my husband-to-be go? I need to see what he’s up to, after all…”

“Th-this isn’t about him!” He protested.

“Then what is it about?” I snapped back.

“Just don’t… please… listen to me.” He reached out to grab my hand.

“Why should I?” I pulled my hand away and drew back.

I didn’t know why I was so angry. Something about the fact that the prince was going to these things really bugged me. The fact that he wanted to keep me from going to these things too just added icing to the cake. All the princes were messed up in one way or another. Devon was just a giant hypocrite.

“If you… care about me at all, you won’t-“

“I’m not your wife-to-be…”

He lowered his head. “I know that. But if you go, I can’t protect you.”

“Who asked you to? I’m not some innocent princess you think I am. I am a woman, with needs, and desires, and feelings!” I yelled at Devon’s surprised face. “What are you surprised about? That I’m not some untouched virgin? Well, here’s another newsflash for you, those pigmen fucked me.”

He turned green, and it looked like he had been punched in the gut.

“You came too late, obviously, some knight you are.” I knew the words coming out of my mouth weren’t fair; he didn’t even know me at the time, but they kept coming, “So I’ll tell you what. I’ll do what I want. I’ll go to that event. I’ll have as much dick as I want. And if you’re so determined to “protect me”, then you’ll just have to claim me for yourself and keep me from any other men.”

I turned around in a huff, storming from the garden. Devon watched me in silence, his eyes held a hurt look. He was such a hypocrite; why did he have to look at me with eyes that held such care? Worst, why did it hurt my heart so much?

I ditched the party and was already almost back to the room when I realized how much I’d given away. I might as well have just stamped a note on my forehead that said “Aria the Gang Banger!”. No, it was alright. All the nobles were like this. I mean, I was even straddling the king’s knee and calling him papa. I was the normal one in this group. Devon was the outcast.

Then… why did I hurt so bad? Sexual Fortitude should be functioning, so why was there so much guilt now? That night, I told Min everything, and she listened with the same expressionless face she always did. When I finally broke down crying, she held me to her chest while stroking my hair. I ended up falling asleep like that, my arms wrapped around the woman who called me her wife.

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 43

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Chapter 43

“Ah!” The first girl made a surprised noise.

She was a small pretty girl, a little older than the girls I had such an unpleasant experience with earlier. She had rich blond hair and a small face. The other girl had a darker complexion, with very long legs. She was probably as tall as most men. Her face was framed with glasses which gave her a mature look.

At that point, the emotional blows of the night had put me on edge. The idea of pretending to be civil to these women as they insulted me was out of the question. Therefore, I let the mask slide for a moment.

“I’ll have you know,” I sniffed. “That it’s not the number of cocks you suck, but the quality of the right cock.”

The girl’s eyes opened in surprise at my direct admission, but before they could respond there was a cackling sound coming from down the hall. It was a considerably older woman, with slightly grayed hair, yet she still held herself high with a strong back and a noble gaze.

The two other girls immediately fell into curtsies in a fluster when they saw her. “Duchess Melinda, Good evening.”

The taller girl then spoke. “Ah… we were just-“

“Gossiping… about each other, as girls tend to do… I know how it works.” The woman dismissed her words with a curt nod before looking at me. “So, tell me, Princess Cornelia, tell me about this special cock you sucked to find all those orbs.”

The two girls burst out into blushes, but I currently had my deception down and thus forgot to act out the part of being embarrassed. “Well, it was eight inches from head to shaft, warm and veiny, pinkish in color, and tasted a bit salty.”

The other two girls, who were almost staring in reverence towards this incoming woman had their looks turn to shock as I twisted her words. I admitted I was a little angry from earlier, so in some ways, I was vindicating my embarrassment, although I hadn’t thought of exactly who I was talking back to.

However, the woman’s eyes flashed with a twinkle of humor. “Mm… eight inches now, that does sound special. My husband was rather small. I imagine what these old bones could do with eight inches.”

“I hope he was good with his tongue,” I responded back.

“Well, I kept on hoping, but gods bless the man he did try, I’ll give him that.” The lady laughed, “Let us walk and talk. It has been some time since I’ve talked with anyone here who seems to have any brains in their head. Feel free to throw out the analysis skill you kids love using these days.”

Although she was speaking specifically to me, somehow, she had managed to grab the other two girls and dragged them with her, although they were shooting each other glances as if they were begging for help while looking on the verge of fleeing at any second.

Taking her advice, I gave the three women an examine. My magic sense did not detect them using any magic on me. This might be because none of the three women had analyze, or they didn’t want to use analyze, or possibly they had already used it when I had entered the ballroom initially.

{Name: Melinda Fry, Sex: F, Age: 52, Title: Duchess of Rin Total Level: 55, Class: Magician, Class Level: 25, Sexual Partners: 6, Sexual Preference: Nice Butt Sexual Kink: Teasing, Relationship: Widowed, Breast Size: D, First Time: Jerick Still, Last Time She Had Sex: 7.2 years, Favorite Sexual Position: Doggie, Most Sensitive Area: Back of Neck, Age Lost Virginity: 16 Status: None}

{Name: Destine Psi, Sex: F, Age: 25, Title: Weaver Total Level: 35, Class: Arts Craftsman, Class Level: 5, Sexual Partners: 3, Sexual Preference: Muscular Sexual Kink: Having Neck Sucked, Relationship: Married, Breast Size: C First Time: Braun, Last Time She Had Sex: 6 months, Favorite Sexual Position: Doggie, Most Sensitive Area: Side of Neck, Age Lost Virginity: 18 Status: None}

{Name: Mary Warren, Sex: F, Age: 26, Title: None Total Level: 38, Class: Harp Player, Class Level: 8, Sexual Partners: 1, Sexual Preference: Pretty Boys Sexual Kink: Blowjobs, Relationship: Engaged, Breast Size: B, First Time: Bree Stack, Last Time She Had Sex: 1 year, Favorite Sexual Position: Reverse Cowgirl, Most Sensitive Area: Armpit, Age Lost Virginity: 17 Status: None}

Mary Warren was the taller woman while Destine Psi had the smaller form. I noticed their sexual partners were significantly less than the previous three girls. Given my sex count, I felt a tad hypocritical judging women by that, but I still felt better knowing these three women were not the typical party goers. Given the last time they had sex, these women likely did not go to Julian’s parties at all.

“Your dress is very lovely. I, for one, hate the frills that are in right now. It just tears and gives the seamstress a headache. This is very fine stitching, I can tell. Hand stitched? A lot of the seamstresses that make dresses for nobles these days use magical stitching. It creates perfect seams, but their artificial and lack any true detail. They’re just laziness and cheapness. To find something handstitched like this is truly enviable.”

Melinda was a bit of a force, continuing to talk as she felt my dress. She had the other girls feeling the seams as well, and Destine, in particular, had an interest in the fine hand stitching of my dress, although the honest truth was that I knew very little about the making of the dress beyond the fact that Min did it for me.

“It was done by my servant, Min,” I explained.

“Ah, that would be the “elf slave” I hear about so much.”

“She’s not a slave, she’s family!” I protested before I could help myself. “That is… um… she was a servant I was taking, and the slavers captured her after the pigmen attacked…”

Although I didn’t have the same power in my words when I came up with the lie, Melinda gave a hard nod.

“Yes, I know how those slavers function, snapping up any demi-human they can lay a crime on. Since you can only enslave those guilty of crimes or born into slavery here, the slavers really push the law to the extreme, and use local prejudice to enslave a lot of innocent demi-humans. It makes me sick!” Melinda looked like she was about to spit, to the point that Destine jumped to the side to avoid it, but at the last second she didn’t.

“Th-that makes sense!” Mary spoke up. “You-you’re very lucky you were able to save your family servant from being enslaved. I have a girl at home. A b-beastman girl with cat ears. We used to go fishing together in a pond on my father’s estate. I would be devastated if I found out she had been turned into a slave!” Mary still seemed nervous, but she seemed to speak passionately from the heart.

As she talked, we found ourselves in a small receiving room, and servants ran by and made us some tea. This was all done with a few flicks of the wrists from Melinda, who seemed to be setting the pace of this conversation with ease.

Destine suddenly spoke up although she looked like she was about to cry. “I-I lost my virginity to a beast man!”

“What?” Mary made a noise of surprise. “You never told me that!”

“Ha! Now it’s getting good.” Melinda laughed.

“W-well… it was when I was 18. It was a stable boy. He had the c-cutest dog ears, and well… you guys never did anything like that?”

I felt bad for her as her cheeks started to turn bright pink in embarrassment, so I spoke up. “Bandit.”

The three eyes turned to me while I wore a wry smile.

“Wh-what happened with that?”

“Ah… he was really sweet. Told me he was a former Knight. So, one thing led to another… but then the next day the king cut off his head.”

The two younger girls gasped while Melinda merely nodded as if she understood. “I had a similar experience once. An adventuring bard who used to sing the sweetest tales. Then one day, he didn’t come back from an adventure.”

I gave her a nod of understanding. Losing someone who you were intimate with was always a blow. Of course, I left out a lot of details around that event but left just enough so that it wouldn’t be boring.

“So… while we’re talking,” Mary spoke up. “What is it like… being engaged to the third prince? I mean, you guys looked pretty close from what I saw.”

“Ah… that…” I gave a grimace.

“Is that silly Sylvia girl giving you problems?” Melinda inserted with a knowing look.

“Huh? Who, Sylvia?” Destine asked.

“Yeah, that girl was giving quite the hateful stare. I heard the two had grown up together. I would bet a gold necklace that he is her first, at the very least. Sorry, girl.”

“No… well, as to that…” I stuttered out.

I didn’t know whether it was the tea, the comfortable atmosphere, the motherly charm of Melinda, or what, but my mouth seemed to slip open. I ended up telling them about my first encounter with Sylvia, even going so far as to mention the letter, and as they hung on my words, I found myself revealing my unfortunate catching them together, and before I knew it I was even mentioning how they were going at, it only an hour ago just down the hall from where I met these women.

The girls gasped and gave openly shocked expressions while also providing me words of encouragement and sympathy. Melinda merely nodded, taking in the story thoughtfully.

“I-I admit, I never thought the princes were like that. Well… I mean, I know the first two are a little funny, but I thought the third was normal. To think he’d make her wear your dresses… and that girl… ooo, I just want to punch her in the face now. Just last week she had told Destine and I a nasty rumor about you. Now, I know where they were coming from.”

“What? She’s spreading rumors too?” I gave a wry look.

The two younger girls looked at each other and then suddenly both bowed their heads down towards me. “We’re sorry! We had gotten the wrong impression about you from her. We were wrong, please forgive us!”
It was a sincere apology, and I ended up growing flustered as well. It was Melinda who stepped in.

“What’s done is done. The best you girls can do is try to make your own impressions of people rather than following rumors!”

“Yes, Duchess…” The two women responded, looking properly chastised.

I felt a welling of happiness in my heart. These women were more genuine than anyone other than Min since I had been here. Perhaps Devon, maybe… but Julian said that he wasn’t so innocent either, even though I wasn’t sure I believed it.

“Well, as punishment, I say both of you girls must tell us your most embarrassing secret!” Melinda suddenly declared.

“Wh-what?” Destine gave a surprised noise.

“Well, Cornelia here has told you something personal. Now you have to tell her your shameful secrets. That’s how bonds of trust are formed. None of you will share the others secrets, or feel disgusted by the others because you share a mutual bond of trust.”

“Ah… okay…” Destine was the first to reveal how she lost her virginity, so she seemed to most open to revealing stuff about herself. “Um… how about… um… I haven’t had sex in almost six months.”

“Six months!” Melinda laughed. “I haven’t had sex in six years!”

“Ah… well… that… but the reason I haven’t had sex is that my husband, he’s been having trouble staying hard. I’ve been wondering if it might not be me. Perhaps, I am not sexy enough.”

“Not at all!” I protested, “You are absolutely beautiful, if he’s not getting it up it’s his problem!”

“Yes, absolutely!” Mary agreed, the pair of us trying to comfort her.

As we did so, the handy vials in my pocket flashed in my memory once again. Deciding to just go for it, I brought out a vial and handed it to Destine. She stared at the vial blankly.

“It’s err… a special potion. Um… it enhances male performance. Put some on his penis… and it will improve things, I think…” I explained as eloquently as the occasion called for.

“Male enhancement potion? I’ve never heard of that. Why do you just have some in your pocket?” Mary hit the question right on its head.

“Ah, well… you never know?”

The three girls fell into laughter, and I joined them a bit, but it was Melinda who finally spoke up. “Well, do you have any more vials? I think I might like to try some of that.”

“Ah? Melinda too?” Destine asked.

“Well… I’ve been having a bit of a dry spell, but there is a man. His equipment hasn’t worked for a long while, but as she said, you never know.”

As it was, Mary’s secret was that she once peed herself during a banquet. Her husband-to-be wouldn’t let her go even though he knew she had to pee. He had a big smile on his face while she squirmed and twisted in her chair until someone suddenly bumped into her and she lost control. She was furious with him and wouldn’t talk to him for months after, partially from embarrassment. However, rather than be disgusted, he seemed to become more invested in pushing their marriage forward, which only served to further confuse her. I smiled inwardly at her tale. I had my suspicions, but I didn’t want to say anything alarming so I kept myself quiet and provided generic sympathy.

We continued to talk for quite some time. I didn’t know how long we talked, but we ended up discussing all kinds of things. We talked about guys. I mentioned how the 4th prince seemed much more stoic than the 3rd and they teased me about coming on to my future brother. We talked about sex, the girl’s even going so far as to mention which Knight they thought about when they masturbated. It seemed like the longer we went, the dirtier our minds got, and soon we were sharing naughty stories, both real and imagined.

Eventually, the night had gotten old. Melinda had informed me that I didn’t need to worry too much about the party. After the dance, people would drift in and out, and it really was no big deal if I didn’t show up again, even as the guest of honor. I took her word for it.

However, after a night talking about sex, I was a bit wound up and decided I wasn’t ready to go back to my room. Therefore, I walked into the garden, taking in a breath of fresh air.

This was when I started hearing noises coming from a nearby veranda. I approached carefully, for no particular reason activating my sneak ability. I had only a handful of opportunities to use it, and it seemed like an ability I might need when Denova came calling, so the wide-open gardens at night seemed like as good a place as any.

As I snuck up from behind a bush and peered through the openings, I saw Julian standing there. As usual, he was wearing flamboyant clothing, a fancy and colorful shirt and a long robe that nearly went down to his ankles. He had both arms against a wall which he was leaning into, and it took me a second to realize that there was a person within his arms.

That person was a young-looking boy. He was maybe a few years younger than me, still having baby fat on his face. He also appeared to be breathing hard as Julian was gazing intently at him.

“So, my young sweet child,” Julian spoke up. “What shall we ever do on such a boring night to spice things up?”

“Prince Julian, I…”

“Shh…” Julian put a finger over the boy’s mouth, stopping him from talking.

A moment later, he dropped the hand down and placed it on the man’s crotch. It was clear, even in the shadows of the night, that he was vigorously rubbing the area between the boy’s legs. The boy’s hard panting started to grow more severe. Their two lips met, a Julian lightly kissed the boy while fondling him with the other hand.

As Julian pulled the boy’s shirt off, and I considered how many virgins he’d claimed, I brought myself to a good vantage point. Of course, my fingers found their way up my dress, as there was no way I wasn’t going to enjoy the show.

<Disclaimer: I hate having to write this since my story contains dozens of lesbian scenes that don’t need a disclaimer, but yes, the following scene is BL interspersed with Aria masturbating to it. If that doesn’t sound appealing to you, end the chapter here and start at the beginning of the next chapter. You won’t miss any plot, but you may miss some “plot”.>

Before long, the boy was completely naked, his clothing in a pile on the ground while Julian looked him up and down with a smirk on his face. The boy was a little scrawny compared to the likes of Devon and definitely Denova, but he had the starting of a six pack, and it looked like he had spent some time training his muscles. He had darker olive skin, much like Jenai, and in some respects the way he looked reminded me of her enough that I wondered if they came from the same country.

While Julian didn’t kiss the boy much, he liked to tease him with his lips, running them across his face and breathing slightly to cause goosebumps to form on the boy’s skin. He reached down and delicately put the boy’s dick, a modest six inches, in his hand. Julian had long lacquered nails, and as a result, his fingers were flexed back and gripping his dick gently. He could never make a fist for extra tightness with those nails.

He used his fingers and palm, running them up and down the boy’s shaft while still keeping the boy pressed against the column. As Julian’s hand worked his cock, he sucked on his lover’s neck, eliciting sharp gasping. His hands moved deftly, and I was almost certainly he must have some kind of skill with the way he handled that cock.

It wasn’t like me at all. I liked to grip tightly, running it through my fist as I gyrated the fingers and altered the pressure on each thrust to create a tightening gradient. With Julian’s nails, that wasn’t an option. Instead, his hand moved deftly. He’d cup the head of the boy’s cock into his palm, then bring his fingers down, pulling out with five fingers surrounding the dick. Then he’d give a twist, suddenly running the back of his hand down the boy’s shaft, then another flick and his palm was running back up the length.

His methods were mesmerizing and as strange as it sounded, it felt like watching a master perform their task. The boy was responding strongly to his machinations, his throaty noises turning into a whine as he legs started to struggle to stay standing. Of course, Julian had an answer for that as well. Julian pulled away suddenly, causing the boy to open his eyes. While holding the tip of his shaft with a thumb and forefinger, Julian pulled the boy away from the wall, guiding him over to a nearby bench.

“Have you ever felt it in your ass before?” Julian asked.

The boy shook his head, but then still bent over, preparing to receive Julian’s cock.

“No, sir.”

Julian chuckled. “Well, no matter. You’ll come to like it with time. Just reach back and spread your cheeks for me a bit.

The boy complied. As he leaned his chest down on the bench, he reached both hands back, cupping each cheek and pulling them apart. Julian leaned back a bit, eyeing his butthole like he was surveying the land, while I leaned forward for a closer look of my own. My fingers were diving in and out of my pussy now, and my maxed conceal was the only reason I was able to keep quiet in the bushes.

Julian pulled down his pants just enough for his cock to spring free, but he kept the red and black robe on that he always seemed to wear. He was circumcised surprisingly, which was actually the first cock I’d seen in this world without the foreskin. Before now, I had taken it for granted that this world simply didn’t do that. I wondered what had driven Julian to have it done, but my place in the bushes held no answers. I curiously examined his cock and compared it to his younger brothers. He was a bit thicker and a bit wider than Richard, who was already at the cusp of average becoming above average.

While I admired him, Julian bent down, and literally spat on the boy’s asshole. He rubbed one finger into his crack, spreading around his makeshift lubricant, all before positioning himself behind the boy. In a single motion, he grabbed the boy’s hips and pushed himself in. I couldn’t see much now, with Julian in his cloak, it simply looked like him standing in front of a naked, bent-over boy. However, I could see the pained look on the boy’s face. Finally, Julian’s hips were moving as he thrust into the boy’s asshole slowly and carefully.

He was way gentler than Denova when Denova decided to take my ass, so I had to give him a little credit. The boy, on the other hand, must not have had high pain resistance. He made several pained noises, his mouth open in a grimace as Julian continued to move his hips without mercy.

“Ah… ah… it hurts…” the boy said with tears in his eyes.

“Keep it up, it’ll feel good soon,” Julian said, but I almost could see him rolling his eyes with the amount of concern in his voice.

However, after about four or five minutes, the boy started to relax again. With that, Julian started picking up the pace. The boy’s pained noises started to turn into panting. Julian’s balls were starting to make a light tap tap sound as they struck the boy which for me was a welcomed sound to cover up the wet noises my pussy made as I fingered myself to climax.

After about ten more minutes of thrusting, Julian, who hadn’t been breathing hard at all previously, finally let out a single moan. He had a little bit of sweat on his face, but he otherwise didn’t wear much expression beyond mild amusement. He might have been painting a portrait or writing a letter for all the sexual satisfaction he showed.

“Ah… yeah… good.”

That was all Julian said as he came. A moment later, he pulled his dick out and a gush of white spurted from the boy’s gaping butthole.

“So, that was fun.” Julian chuckled. “What’s next?”

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

The next two days passed quickly. I had not run into Richard or Sylvia since being the unwilling third member in their roleplay. For that matter, I hadn’t seen Julian or Gregory much either. However, I had spent a bit of time in the king’s study.

In a twist, our encounters did not end up with any kind of sex play. I continued to call him papa, and he continued to treat me like his daughter, but the intimacy was rather tame. He’d rest his hand on my thighs, or grope my breasts innocently, and I sat on his lap a bunch, feeling his boner poking me for hours at a time as I thought pure thoughts.

{Carnal Resistance has increased to LVL 5.}

It wasn’t that I didn’t want to throw the king to the ground and fuck him. It was just that my roleplay ability told me that I needed to play my part. The king set the pace, and I was basically at his whim. This was a bit like torture since I was being denied his dick, and I could feel it there, hard and pressed against my butt, just three to four layers of clothing and then complete penetration. I wondered if Carnal resistance was doing anything at this point because it was driving me crazy.

What was I doing while not fucking the king? Mostly reading. I read the alchemy books that Reinhart had dumped on me, and I also spent some time reading other books from the king’s study. I was trying to get a better understanding of this world so that I didn’t keep making the common-sense mistakes that would lead me to become suspicious.

There were dozens of books dedicated to talking about skills and skill trees. A skill tree is a set of skills that beget other skills which in turn beget other skills. As the books explained, while tier 1 skills were the basics, tier 2 skills often taught techniques. Every two levels, you’d learn a technique. Techniques were like active special abilities, but perhaps with a little less flexibility. For example, after gaining ten levels of advanced swordsmanship, you’d have five different techniques. These were fast draw, slash, pierce, rapid strike, and rotational slash. They certainly had less of a cheat skill feel to them. A cheat skill would be something like a meteor strike or something.

Of course, the books weren’t terribly difficult to read. With a partial college education, I was used to reading 1000 page books forged with complex equations and figures in tiny print. Compared to that, the most difficult part was understanding the handwriting of each individual author, which was far more difficult to read than print.

Other than my time with the king, I also spent a bit of time with Min. True to his word, the king had sent a ton of fabrics to my room. So many, in fact, that we needed to commandeer another empty room just to stock all the supplies so Min could work. Min spent most of the time sewing new dresses for me, and still wouldn’t take her own. So, I pulled out a box and presented it to Min.

“This?” Min asked.

“Ah… It’s something I bought for you. Devon helped me pick it out.”

Min pulled out what looked like a long dress. It was a bit plain even compared to what Min made me, and although I’d never tell Min this, it was actually fitted for a small child, but it was much better than what she was wearing now.

“I believe Devon called it… Livery? That’s, uh, a uniform for you to wear.”

Min looked down at an insignia sewn into the breast. “A mermaid?”

“Ah… no… actually, it’s a siren. You guys don’t appear to have that particular monster in this world, but they lure sailors into crashing their ships on rocks by giving off a beautiful song. It seemed kind of fitting, for my sigil. I noticed the king’s sigil, and I kind of wanted one of my own, so that identifies you as part of my family.”

Min nodded once, “Mm… suiting.”

She immediately pulled off her old dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and I was only just a bit jealous of the fact that she’d never have any back pain or sagging anything. She was now standing in the room in just her underwear as I admired her small form.

“Staring…” Min said shyly, covering herself.

“Ah… sorry.” I laughed, looking away.

“It’s… okay…” Min, forced herself to lower her hands back down, once again exposing her chest.

Unable to control myself, I jumped up and threw Min into a hug, wrapping myself against her back. As my hands wrapped around her chest, my hands found her nipples and I immediately squeeze each one between the thumbs and forefinger.

“Ah… Aria… mean…” Min breathed hard as I played with her sensitive area.

I found out her ears were just as sensitive, but for the moment I had her nipples in my fingers and I didn’t want to stop. The best part was that I had just gotten the shipment of toys. It was a box on the bed. Min and I would be having a lot of fun, just not right now.

Regrettably, there would be no sex play for the moment. It was the night of my welcoming banquet and rather than getting to have fun teasing Min with vibrating dildos, I’d had to instead go to something Julian described as horrendously boring. I sucked her neck and touched her until she was breathing hard, but eventually let my carnal resistance win out and started getting dressed for the ball. With a blush on her face, Min finally got the livery on, and she looked really good in it. Of course, she looked better out of it, but I didn’t tell her that.

I also noticed that Min was growing a lot more expressive lately. Either she was recovering, or I had spent so much time with her that I was gaining the ability to tell expression from her previously expressionless face. I didn’t know what it was, but the cute Min kept bringing the sadist out in me, and I couldn’t help but tease her. If she insisted on continuing the charade that we were married, then I would continue to play with her.

Min helped me dress as usual, and before long I was back into my princess mask. It was becoming like second nature now although it should with maxed out deception and growing role play skill. This would be the first time I’d be in public with the king since we started a father-daughter roleplay, so I didn’t know which face I needed to show him. I suspected that even the king understood proper time and place, so I decided I’d act like the mature, pompous princess towards everyone, although I’d act just a little demanding towards the king, he liked my spoiled side the best.

There was a knock on the room, and I used conceal to stop my face from dropping at the sight of Richard holding out his arm. I had really hoped it would be Devon who escorted me although I understand why that would be weird. I took a step out the door and closed it before he could get a glimpse at Min and further insult my friend.

As I took his arm, he turned and began guiding me without offering a single word. A gentleman might have said I looked nice or something, but he didn’t do anything so gentlemanly. However, I knew the truth about him. He had apparently obsessed with me since the moment he saw me. Or at least, he was obsessed with Cornelia, the soon-to-be wife. However, he was only obsessed with the her he had created in his mind, and the only way he could release his desire was to his childhood friend, Sylvia. At least, those were the conclusions I had come to after what I’ve seen and heard. Perhaps his inadequacies from not picking a class drove him to idolize his future wife, but that was psych major stuff and outside my areas of knowledge.

“Your dress… it’s rather plain for a ball, isn’t it?” Richard finally spoke up although I wished he hadn’t.

Realizing silence would be preferable, I replied curtly. “I prefer comfort and mobility. If I’m dancing; I want to be able to move and I don’t want to be hot with too many layers.”

“Right…” He made a noncommittal response, clearly not interested in continuing this conversation.

Right now, I was being guided by a man who wouldn’t look twice at me, and I’m sure his girl would hold me personally accountable for it. We walked in somber silence down the hallway and eventually found ourselves approaching a large set of open double doors. I could hear music playing, an upbeat tempo that seemed to be a harp or some other similar string instrument. There was a man in front of the door, and as we approached Richard leaned over to speak to him.

A moment later, he guided us into the room. After taking a few steps in, we stop.

“Introducing, the third prince of Nidia, son of King Hyburn, Richard Hyburn, and his fiancée, the Guest of Honor, Cornelia Bartrum, 1st princess of King Bartrum of Drophe.”

Richard bowed, and I gave my best formal curtesy. Immediately after, my skin began to tingle, and it took a few seconds before I realized that someone was using magic on me. Goosebumps were forming on my skin too.

{Magic Sense has increased to LVL 2.}

“Ah… I think they’re examin- I mean using analysis on me.” I whispered to Richard worriedly.

“You don’t even know this much? Your ignorance always surprises me.” Richard shook his head, “These kinds of events are one of the few situations where it’s considered proper to use analysis.”

“Is that so…” I answered half-heartedly.

After Reinhart had completely unmasked me, I felt far less certain of Denova’s ring. All it would take is one person in this crowd having the right special skill and suddenly I would be revealed and exposed. A spike of anxiety and fear shot through me, and almost unconsciously I found myself tightening my grip on Richard’s arm and clinging to him. Of course, if he knew I was a fraud, he’d cut me down as fast as anyone, but he was the only thing that could provide me comfort.

His back had stiffened while I clung very tightly to him, and as we stiffly moved forward, I looked up at him questioningly.

“T-t-they’re touching…” He said the word so lightly that I barely heard him.

Even after I did, I didn’t get what he was talking about. Wait, was it my breasts? I had turned into him when I grabbed his arm, and now his arm was resting between my cleavage. I still had clothes on and everything, this was hardly obscene, although this did make me conscious of the fact we just entered the room and I was clinging to my fiancée quite snuggly as if I was asserting ownership.

In fact, now that I glanced around the room, there were several men and women giving glowing smiles.

“Don’t they look lovely…” I heard a whisper from somewhere.

“Truly envious, ah, to be young…” There was another voice.

Not quite sexual enough to activate fortitude, but this actually served more to calm me down. If people were noticing me giving my future husband attention that was leagues better than noticing I wasn’t really Cornelia. However, I couldn’t help myself but torture the antagonistic Richard a bit, so I went up on my tippy toes and brought my lips close to his ear, taking a light breath before I spoke.

“You know, future husband, once we’re married, you’ll be able to touch them much more.”

The way his body jumped like he had just touched an electrical outlet was much more satisfying than it should have been. However, immediately following that I felt a hateful gaze, and I turned my head to see the expected face of Sylvia, who looked like she was ready to race up to us and start a cat fight. While I felt they both needed a little payback for stealing and soiling my dresses, I decided to not take it any further for now, so I drew away, going back to holding his arm in a more formal and less intimate manner.

He let out a breath like he had been holding it, and I flashed the crowd of people, a few of which still striking me with their analysis skills, a glowing smile. It wasn’t a show or anything, but remarkably a few people clapped.

With Richard in tow, the pair of us moved down the giant ballroom until we approached the king who was sitting on a rise overlooking the entire party.

“My son, my daughter, I’m glad to see both of you so close and happy.”

Although I feared my previous display might have made the king jealous, he didn’t seem to show anything in his face. He had an odd way of treating me. He’s fingered and licked me, I’ve given him a couple blowjobs, yet he had his own way of respecting the sanctity of marriage. It was certainly warped, but for a seductress like me, I didn’t hate it.

“Father.” Richard merely said that with a short bow.

“Father.” I shot him another smile, then moved forward.

He hadn’t expected it, but I reached out and then gave him a kiss, once on each cheek. I didn’t know the etiquette of this place, but that was a greeting on my world, so I hoped it was appropriate. The king accepted the kisses, and afterward, he seemed to be glowing with a grin on his face, so I suppose it was the right decision to do. I figured Richard would make some scathing comment if I had made a foo-pah, but instead, he just looked away awkwardly.

“Shall we do the honorary dance now?” Richard asked with a bored expression on his face.

I gave a nod and Richard made a motion to the musician with his hand. The music suddenly changed in tempo as Richard pulled me out into the dance floor. Like that, a large grouping of nobles made a circle around us, and we ended up in the middle of it. It felt like the dance at a wedding and having so many eyes on me made me feel nervous once again. As Richard put his arms around me, I pushed myself against him, my head resting on his chest, hiding the blush on my cheeks.

Mental Fortitude once again failed me. That sad thing was that if I was butt naked riding his cock in the middle of this group, I wouldn’t feel a single bit of embarrassment, but dancing wasn’t covered by the skill.

“Th-there should be a foot of space between us!” He seemed annoyed. “I-I don’t know this dance.”

“Ah… yes…” I took a step back and grabbed his hands properly.

There were a few snickers in the crowd which only served to further make me feel embarrassed. However, I recalled Denova’s training on dancing and hoped it was more reliable than his speech training. As the dance moved forward, I finally gained my footing as I followed Richard’s steps. It was a bit fun, and I only stepped on his feet twice, only to receive his mortified and annoyed looks. Well, I’m sorry, Richard, I’m not the perfect princess you invented in your head.

I breathed a sigh of relief as other couples started joining, and before long the entire ballroom was filled with spinning colorful dresses. In retrospect, Richard was kind of right. The dress Min had made for the ball was a little frillier than most of what she made, but compared to the giant multicolored dresses of many of the women, I looked drab by comparison. It was like a bridesmaid’s dress compared to the wedding dress in comparison. Especially since I was the guest of honor, this was very noticeable.

After the dance ended, I parted from Richard and he gave a nod. “I… must go for a bit. I have something to do. Mingle. And don’t embarrass me further.”

He hadn’t lightened up, continuing to deliver somewhat abusive words before turning around and leaving. Throughout the entire dance, I had to bear with Sylvia’s angry glares boring into my back. She did not dance with anyone else although there was at least one guy that I noticed offered. When Richard left the room, Sylvia gave me one more hateful glare before following after him.

I let out a sigh but then tried to do as Richard suggested and mingle. Being a gamer and chemist, you can imagine that despite my sexual repertoire I was a bit of an introvert, so I wasn’t really good in these kinds of social situations. I approached a group of three women who were talking and giggling in one corner. They looked to be about my age, so I figured that they’d be people I could talk with on some level.

“… and that was when…” The girl was speaking stopped as I approached, and all three woman gave me flat looks. “Ah… Princess Bartrum.”

The girl curtsied, and the other two followed her lead.

“Hello, it’s good to meet you,” I spoke up.

I felt the familiar tingle of magic, and since they seemed to be examining me, I decided to return the favor.

{Examine has increased to LVL 8.}

{Name: Maria Senda, Title: None, Sex: F, Age: 21, Total Level: 25, Class: Noble, Class Level: 25, Relationship Status: Engaged, Sexual Partners: 33, Sexual Preference: Demihumans Sexual Kink: Spanking, Breast Size: D, First Time: Julian Hyburn, Last Time She Had Sex: 3 hours, Favorite Sexual Position: Cowgirl, Most Sensitive Area: Under the breast, Age Lost Virginity: 15, Status Effect: None}

{Name: Diane Millian, Sex: F, Age: 22, Title: None Total Level: 24, Class: Noble, Class Level: 24, Relationship Status: Married, Sexual Partners: 38, Sexual Preference: Blonde Hair Sexual Kink: S&M, Breast Size: C, First Time: Julian Hyburn, Last Time She Had Sex: 1 hours, Favorite Sexual Position: Doggie, Most Sensitive Area: Behind the Knee, Age Lost Virginity: 14, Status Effect: None}

{Name: Samantha Stone, Sex: F, Age: 26, Title: None Total Level: 40, Class: Musician, Class Level: 10, Relationship Status: Married, Sexual Partners: 45, Sexual Preference: Large Dick Sexual Kink: Two Dicks at once, Breast Size: C, First Time: Jeffrey Marcel, Last Time She Had Sex: 12 hours, Favorite Sexual Position: Deep Stick, Most Sensitive Area: Nipples, Age Lost Virginity: 13, Status Effect: None}

As I checked out their stats, I felt a little happy that my examine was still growing, but it was becoming a lot of information to swallow. They had all lost their virginity very young, and two of them by the first prince! He said he was bi-sexual, but this was the first time I had seen proof of that fact. They also had sex pretty recently. I thought I was promiscuous, but these girls seemed to have more sex than I did. Only one hour? She was probably still wet with his cum.

I didn’t see anything else too weird except the number of sexual partners. These girls had been around, not that I had room to talk. Perhaps Julian was right when he said that all the nobles were doing it. Well, he’d know from personal experience as he was the one doing them. It was clear to me that these girls must have been engaging in Julian’s parties, which would mean that number was likely even higher. In a way, these girls might think a lot like I do. I was relieved that I had approached them first.

Maria put on a pleasant smile. “I must say, I admire how brave you are.”

Diane nodded while also smiling. “Definitely, I heard that you had been taken by orcs, that must have been a horrific experience.”

I returned the smile, trying to stay polite and positive. “Ah, well… I was lucky, so I managed to recover relatively unhurt. I guess they are called pigmen though?”

“It is a shame though…” Diane put on a frown.

“What shame?” I asked.

“That the orcs would soil you so… although I suppose nobles from the west are probably used to rutting around with pigs?”

“Perhaps,” Samantha chuckled, “They certainly lack in social grace. You looked like a drunk horse trying to dance with the prince.”

The three women laughed lightly, but the smiles on their face were completely innocent. It took me a few moments to try to grasp what they were saying.

“And your dress. You truly are a brave woman, to come to such an event dressed like this. I’m surprised they even let you into the ball. It looks so amateurish.”

I was smiling with them, but the smile was quickly faltering. The things these women were saying were not compliments. If they didn’t say them so naturally, completely devoid of the daggers and hatred Sylvia wore, I would have already been pissed. However, they spoke without even a hint of malice, so I could only grasp the insults a few seconds too late.

“Well… that is…” I tried to regain my footing and give them the benefit of the doubt.

“An elf? Was it? We’ve heard you hired an elf slave. How perverted. You should be glad your country yokel of a king once fought alongside ours that you get a chance at the prince.”

“You are so lucky…” Diane sighed. “It’s always the ones who don’t deserve it that get all the luck.”

“And did you see her kiss the king? I guess she wants father and son.” Maria let out a laugh, and the other two snickered after her.

“Right…” I had a dark look on my face, one that even my high level conceal was failing to completely block, “This conversation has been enlightening. If you’d excuse me I’d like to get something to quench my thirst.”

“Goodbye, dear, and try not to get drunk, it’s bad form.” The one named Samantha spoke.

As I walked away, I heard the three girls laughing behind my back. This felt worse than any experience I had ever had in high school. As I walked away, another girl approached the three, and I just heard her voice over the crowd.

“Is that the girl who was fucked by a bunch of orcs?”

It seemed like the rumors about me had spread despite Devon’s attempt to stifle them if he had done anything in the first place. The insults stung, even if it was absolutely true. Yeah, I fucked a bunch of pigmen… it was pigmen, you idiots, and I also cut off one of their heads. I didn’t think any of these girls could say they slew a tier 2 monster. Still, I didn’t break down crying, but that had more to do with the fact that I had Solo Player attached as a title and thus a very high mental resistance.

Still, as I became aware of their cruelty, I began to see that cruelty in everyone. I attempted to approach one or two other groups, but they all held the same kind of eyes as the first group. It was condescension, disgust, and jealousy. I was the guest of honor, but the place I had come from was not a well-respected nation. It appeared that to many here, their king promising my marriage to the third prince was undeserved.

At that point, I just wanted to find a friend and hold them tightly. As Min would never have been allowed at this dance that left Devon. However, I found Devon to be surrounded my several men, chatting away in a very cordial manner. It seemed like outside of the dances, the men gathered in their groups and the women gathered in theirs. I could already imagine the horrific stares I’d receive just trying to butt in.

It also seemed like Julian and Gregory, the two who wouldn’t care about those kinds of things, had slipped out almost as soon as our dance had started. That left me my desperate last resort, my fiancée Richard. No one would find it odd if I monopolized Richard’s time, and he could function as my armrest and protection for the remainder of the time. Sylvia would just have to glare daggers at me. To be honest, her open hostility came off as downright refreshing after dealing with the sly condescension of that particular group of women. I only wished I knew a way to use the information I had received from examine to punish these women in some way, but short of seducing them into becoming my sex slaves, I had little options, and to be honest, I wouldn’t want any of the women even if they offered.

I had to ask several servants if they had seen my fiancée and finally got someone who had seen him wonder off in a side hallway. I left the hall for a bit and tracked my last resort down a hallway. However, as I was making the last turn, a certain sound caught my ear. It was a slapping sound, the sound of skin hitting skin in a rhythmic fashion, followed by the sounds of muffled moaning.

Already guessing what I would see, I carefully opened up the door and peeked inside. I sighed at the sight. It was, of course, Sylvia, lying back, her dress pushed up, her underwear hanging down from one ankle. She was sitting up on a counter that seemed to be for linens. This seemed to be a linen closet although it was big enough for some rooms I’ve lived in.

Richard had his dick out the top of his pants, and he was thrusting into her very aggressively. She was making moaning sounds while trying to hold on to him, but he seemed to disregard her hands and treated her more like a fuck puppet than another person.

“Ah… fuck me, Richard, your dick is so good.” Sylvia was moaning.

“Oh god, yes, I’m about to cum!” Richard thrust deep inside her and then pulled out as his body stiffened, cumming on the surface of her pussy. “Ah… hah… hah… I love you… Cornelia.”

I winced at that, and even Sylvia wore a face that was somewhat expressionless at the moment. It must be rough to be her. But, well, as the person who is supposedly Cornelia, I’m the one constantly walking in on my future husband fucking his childhood friend. If I had any investment in this marriage, between the two of us, I felt I had the right to be more pissed.

He wiped his dick off on the hair above her pussy, smearing cum on her before sliding his dick back away. He took a step away from her, immediately cleaning himself up. Rather than wait for him to come out the door or try to catch him returning to the party, I decided to quietly shut the door and leave. This was something I did not want to be involved with.

As I was walking along, I heard another voice talking in the hall. “So, what do you think of Princess Bartrum?”

“Seems like a bit of a dullard, doesn’t she?”

“My husband has analysis. He checked her out. She’s got over 20 skills, so they say.”

“So? You can buy skills if you want. They’re probably all level 1.”

“They also say she’s got almost 20 special skills.”

“Get out!”

“No, it’s true!”

“How many cocks did she have to suck to get her hands on that many Raimer Orbs? Some girls just have all the luck. Although, it really does seem like such a waste.”

Two girls turned the corner and ended up coming face to face with me.

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 41

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Chapter 41

“Ah, princess!” Devon did a half stand as I approached. “Are you okay… you kind of took a while.”

“That… err… delicate stomach…” I said.

“Ah, I’m sorry, do you need to sit down?”

“No. Let’s get going, shall we?”

“I guess I picked a bad place…” He scratched his chin.

“Actually, I really like this place, we should come again. But right now…”

“Is that so…” he nodded after a second, accepting my words.

I just wasn’t in the mood to sit down. It wasn’t just because I recently had some guy in my ass. I also didn’t want to stick around and find out if he was going to leave the bathroom and look for me. What’s the point if you knew who the person was? It was just a dick I stuck in my ass for some levels and that was as far as it needed to go. However, I would make the hole a regular visiting spot if it worked.

As we left the shop, Devon had recovered from my previous teasing and was now a very respectable date. He showed me several places around town including the gem shrine, a place that housed a magical gem of some sort, a real weapon shop, and the guild.

“The adventurer’s guild?” I said in awe, seeing the massive double doors leading into every fantasy world’s most important stop.

“Well… adventurer classes do tend to go to the guild… but it’s not called the adventurer’s guild.” Devon explained.

“Eh? What does that mean?”

“Well, the guild is a place that handles most commerce in a city. Most cities are built up of two major divisions, the nobility who set the laws, and the guild that sets the commerce. Although nobles will have you believe we’re in charge, the guild controls a city almost as much.”

“I’m still lost…” I muttered.

“Ah… well… think of it this way. If something needs done in this city, it’s done through a division of the guild. There is a merchant’s guild for selling, an alchemist’s guild for making potions, a farmer’s guild for farming, and Dungeon Running Guild for challenging dungeons. Each of these guilds get swallowed up by the identity of “the guild”. Although ever city has its own divisions. You wouldn’t find a farmer’s division in the capital city… but if you were a farmer visiting the capital city, you could still get work done by visiting the guild. Does that make sense?”

“I guess…” I said, scratching my head.

I wondered why it had to be so complex. It was the same with skills. Like, did you get better because you got a skill or did you get better, and the skill increased as a result? Nothing in this world seemed clean cut. Two people at wildly different levels with wildly different stats could fight each other. In this world, a tier 1 could kill a tier 3, with the right luck. It was almost like whoever created the leveling system tried to bring order to something without order. Life turned out to be too messy, and it resulted in a convoluted system where skills were infinite.

“I wonder why the skills system ended up like this, anyway.”

“Eh? You don’t know?”

I grimaced, realizing I likely just revealed another one of those common sense things I seemed to be lacking.

“I uh… forgot? Can you remind me?”

“Oh, well… I mean, this is just the story. But it’s said some millennia ago there was an all-powerful god named Savior.”

“Savior?”

“Mm… yes. They supposedly discovered the human race in another world, a world where magic didn’t exist, if you can imagine that.”

I gave a wry smile. “How strange…”

“Right, well, Savior brought us to this world, but human beings had problems absorbing mana, that is, natural free flowing magic. This was not a problem for the animals of this world. And the animals absorbed mana until they became monsters. The monsters began to attack and ravage the human population. Since they possessed magic, and we did not, they became obsessed with conquering humans, and ultimately lead to the creation of demons.

“Desperate to save the human race, Savior worked to modify humans to become better mana channels. He first created beastmen by mixing the animals that could absorb mana with the human bloodline. It failed no matter what beastman he created. They were stronger, sure, but no mana. Then he created dwarves by mixing our blood with the earth, the source of the mana veins. However, it severely stunted their growth. Finally, it came to the elves by mixing our blood directly with the ether. He had succeeded, but the elves were practically infertile. Even now, elves are very difficult to impregnate.”

This explained a bit about why Min hadn’t become knocked up with the goblins. In many ways, she was like me.

“So? How does the story end?”

“Ah… well… he found out that the thing humans needed most was time. We would absorb mana, but it took generations. We passed the abilities along in our blood. To buy us that time, he created the skill system to aid us. They’re there to help us build ourselves, improve, and eventually conquer. But we weren’t made with them, which is why they can sometimes be so wonky. That’s also why so many humans are xenophobic. In a way, they see themselves as god’s chosen. The demihumans are just god’s accidents, and we were what god wanted all along.”

I was frowning, so he suddenly raised his hands. “I’m not saying that’s what I believe. It’s just a story, anyway. Besides, Savior died 5 millennia ago against the first demon lord, so who cares what he wanted or didn’t want.”

I nodded, but I was deep in thought considering the new information he had given me. That’s how we ended up finding ourselves in front of my final destination, the enchanting craftsman. I entered the shop looking around as I did. There was a man in the front. He had short cropped hair and sharp looking eyes. He had kind of an intense look about him.

“Good Afternoon, I am Craftsman Pratter, how may I help you?”

“Ah… good afternoon, I am actually a princess from the castle. I came here to put in an order with you. Err… with a bit of privacy.”

Devon looked at me questioningly, but I quickly crossed the room and put my face close to Pratter’s. He seemed to lean back a bit but otherwise lent me an ear.

“Can you make a small item for me? It needs to be smooth, and it needs to be enchanted to vibrate when you put magic into it.”

“Eh? Ah… I mean, you need an enchanted item? Right… I’m a craftsman, b-but it’s my husband who handles the enchantments, so we’d need to consult him.”

“Sorry,” a voice came from the door, “You’ll have to excuse my cute lover here, he’s a little shy around strangers. I’m usually the one who man’s the lobby.”

The voice came from the door as a slightly heavy set man with a small pair of spectacles on his face stumbled in. He was holding a dozen rolled up parchments, and as he made it to the desk dumped them all on the desk right in front of Pratter, immediately making a mess.

“Ah, right, you’re the enchanter?”

“That’s right, are you here for something custom? It sounds like you might need the both of us. Shall I get some tea started and we have a consultation?”

That’s how I ended up in the back of the shop sitting and drinking tea with these two men. They sat close to each other while the enchanter fretted over Pratter’s clothing. I left Devon in the lobby. I took the shop in. In a few words, it was an absolute cluttered mess. Parchments, half built knickknacks, and raw supplies seemed to fill up almost every corner of the room. After they finally settled down, the enchanter turned to me with a smile, while Pratter looked off in another direction seeming awkward.

“Let me introduce myself. I am the enchanter Sandor and this is my life partner and knickknack builder Pratter. If you need anything built using magic, we’re your men. We don’t do jewelry requests, and we don’t make weapons. Mostly at home appliances. Cool boxes, Ovens. The basics for any woman on the go… or man for that matter.”

“R-right, well,” I took a deep breath. “What I need is a small, smooth device. I want it to vibrate when you put magic into it.”

He frowned for a second. “Is that all?”

“Ah… erm… yes, I guess.”

He slouched back and gave a disappointed look. “I heard a princess of the castle wants a custom order, and you just want a vibrating rock? I don’t get it. What is this even for?”

“C-can you keep a secret?” I pleaded with tears in my eyes.”

“Yes, yes… we are all about discretion, now tell me what the hell you want this silly thing for.”

At that point, I turned off my deception, dropping the princess act. The sudden change of my demeanor was palpable, even if I hadn’t opened my mouth. Of course, I had to put up the act in front of Devon, but with Mental Fortitude at work, it’s not like this embarrassed me even a little. The second my innocent princess smile left my face, a spark of interest popped into Sander’s eyes.

“What I need are a set of sex toys.”

“Sex… toys?” he scrunched his face.

“I want an item shaped like a penis that is smooth so I can stick it in my pussy and cum. The vibrating is to help achieve that effect. The stone part is actually for my clit. When you have vibrations, it feels great. I want the two separate because sometimes I fuck my elf slave wife and I’d like to use it on her too. In fact, can I get a two headed dildo as well?”

Pratter’s mouth had dropped open, and Sander’s just had a confused look on his face before shaking his head. “Ah… err… two-headed dildo?”

“Yes, Um… it’ll be a long cylinder, but both ends will resemble the head of a cock, that way I can put it between me and her and we can both fuck each other at the same time.”

Sander reached over and slapped Pratter on the chest. He seemed to snap out of it and leaned forward. He pulled out a parchment and immediately started drawing on it.

“G-go on…”

“Well, naturally, the closer the item feels to an actual penis, the preferable. Although, there is an advantage to it not looking too close to a penis. If it looks like a penis and someone sees it… well… I want it to feel like a penis, but can be mistaken for something else, you know?”

“Ah… yes of course.” Sander nodded. “Well let me think… well, first things first, stone is pretty hard. You’d probably want a softer, more skin-like surface.”

“Yeah, I agree, but synthetic rubbers and plastics aren’t really a thing… so…”

“Wait, what? No, well, I agree… the materials are lacking, but leave that to me as an enchanter. Coming up with an enchantment that makes stone feel like skin… that seems like a challenge that can fire me up.”

“Mmm… also, can you make it heat up? Stone is a little cold.”

“Ah… that one’s easy. But I’ll have to blend the heating element with the vibration. Oooh, complex.”

“Ma’am,” Pratter spoke up, while he was drawing there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes. “You mentioned you wanted a phallus, but could you perhaps attach that vibrating component on an overreaching arm and then…”

He turned the picture around and I glanced at it. What he had there was a drawing of something that very closely matched a certain female sex toy known as “the rabbit”. Of course, I had owned one when they started becoming popular in my area. It was a little overrated, but I’d take it.

“I can take one of those,” I said. “But I also really want the singles as well. And! Maybe… two different sizes? J-just in case?”

The men were nodding, seemingly engrossed with whatever they were writing on.

“Th-this is just brilliant,” Pratter suddenly spoke up, “I can’t believe we haven’t thought of something like this. An artificial dick. That’s incredible.”

“Hey… but mine is still the best, right?” Sander spoke up.

“Yes…” Pratter responded like he speaking from rote.

“Well, I mean, you guys could probably enjoy both. The vibration is supposed to feel really good on your prostate.”

“Prostate?” Sander asked.

“Um… if you stick it in your butt, there is these sort of bumps deep in, I don’t really know, but stroking it’s supposed to feel good and the vibration can help you cum.”

Sander was rubbing his chin in interest. “Fascinating. Do you have any other ideas?”

“Oh… um… perhaps… maybe, anal beads?”

“Beads for your butt?”

“Aha… yeah… um, it’s a string of beads… they need to be strong though, don’t want them breaking apart up there. Usually, they get larger and larger. So, you stick each bead in, and then the next bigger one, and then the next bigger one.”

The two men really got excited about that one and started working even harder. By the time, I had completed my order, poor Devon had been waiting for two hours. The men had taken down every idea I had and promised me they’d come up with a bunch of great toys for me in only a few days. Neither one seemed bothered by me being a princess. When I mentioned it, they responded.

“I’ve heard that most nobles were sexual deviants in private, no offense.”

Having met Julian, I expected that this was not far from the truth. Still, they promised to be discreet, and would personally deliver the items in a sealed box for my eyes only. I definitely didn’t want my new toys getting intercepted by Sylvia.

My final order ended up being one 6 inches long, 1.5-inch thick dildo, one large 8 inches long, 2.2-inch dildo, one hand vibrator for my clit, one 10 inches double-sided dildo, one rabbit-like dildo, and one set of anal beads. Perhaps I had gone a little overboard here? No, I wanted to make sure I had bonus points with my solo player. Never again would I be deprived a dildo. Hmm… maybe I need to order a pocket vibrator, something I can carry everywhere just in case. Oh, how about vibrating panties?

However, Devon was looking at me with eyes that said I better be done, so I decided to leave the order as is. If I had to place another order in the near future, I would. The guys promised to give me a discounted rate, partially because I was a princess, and partially because they were really excited by the idea of making up sex toys. It seemed like an “aha” moment for the two men. Still, even with the discount, it basically wiped out my sugar daddy money. I think I’d need to sit on the king’s lap again in the near future.

Finally, we left the store as it was already starting to get dark. Well, I had gained a few levels, finally got sex toys ordered, and got to spend the day with a cute prince while acting like a cute princess. It was actually a really good day. I couldn’t wait until I got the toys and tried them with Min. Ah, shit! I forgot to order a strap-on!

“Devon… just one more minute.”

I ran back into the store as Devon let out a groan. It had been dark for some while by the time Devon and I returned to the castle.

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 40

 

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Chapter 40

“This… was not what I had in mind,” I said, lying on his bed.

“Well, too bad. I want to put as much into you as I can in as short a time as I can.”

“But isn’t it too much?”

“You can make it fit.” He insisted, pushing it against me, the weight pressed down and I was out of breath as he continued, “You should be able to read all of these by tomorrow.”

Yes, rather than ripping off my clothes and enjoying some hot, wet sex… he had taken me to his bedroom to hand me a half a dozen heavy books. Each one was about twice the size of a textbook as he dumped them into my arms until I collapsed on the bed from the weight of it. Even my enhanced strength wasn’t enough to handle this many books at a time.

Of course, I was excited about the chance to start studying this world… but some of the stuff he was handing me looked like it went far beyond what I could handle at the moment. One book wasn’t even written in common tongue. He handed me a cipher and said I’d just have to decode it. The hell I would be doing that.

Still, I took the books, dragging them down the tower, across the courtyard, and back to my room. The man seemed to have absolutely no sex drive at all. No matter how many winks or sexual innuendos I swung his way, he seemed completely disinterested in my body. It was a first for me, so I was mostly flabbergasted. I supposed it should be a good thing that I have an ally that doesn’t want something from me other than help to make potions.

By the way, we agreed I’d be in the lab twice a week to help him. Even he realized that a princess spending all her time in an alchemy lab would be suspicious, especially if that same princess eventually was unmasked as a spy who snuck into the palace. That would cause some doubt to show on him as well. He was willing to overlook my actions, but he wouldn’t get involved in them. He said he had no interest in the politics of nobles, and no loyalty to Nidia, but he wasn’t going to betray it either. He grew up in another nation and was only here because the king had offered him better facilities than back home.

My next stop was the king’s study. I let myself in and found the king absent. However, he had given me permission, so I perused the library to find books. Unlike the books that helped me make potions, this time I was looking for stuff more on history and skills. I had a few books out and I was trying to force myself to read through a particularly heavy book discussing the history of the 7 nations that made up this particular continent. It was a story of internal strife, with nations constantly warring with other nations, only truly uniting some 40 years ago at the onset of the Demon King war.

The Demon King had taken control of the demon continent and had invaded. It took the hero, a man summoned from another world, to unite the seven nations and fight the Demon King. The story suggests the Demon King died, but like Gregory’s cryptic story earlier, the hero mysteriously disappeared shortly after.

The study door opened and when the king saw me, he smiled and said. “Ah… my daughter is studying hard I see.”

“Yes, Papa,” I responded, my voice sounding slightly bored and petulant.

“Oh, so you didn’t come here just to study? Does my sweet little dumpling need something from her Papa?”

Like that, I had started making demands. He seemed to really like it when I acted spoiled. He seemed almost delighted to fulfill my requests. Although, I wasn’t really that demanding. I just complained that I wanted materials for my seamstress to work.

“B-but Cornelia, you’ve already brought an entire carriage full of your clothing.”

“No!” I whined. “I want something new!”

Rather than look annoyed, he wore a satisfied appearance. I wondered if this is what sugar daddies felt like back on earth. I wasn’t really intending to make the king my sugar daddy, but it was so easy to make requests. My second one was that I wanted to go into town and buy some accessories. It was another request that sounded horrendous coming from a princess. Of course, even the Aria part of me wanted to go explore the town. I had not seen much of Stine, and I wanted to see more of this fantasy city.

“Hmm… going to the city, huh? That’s a bit dangerous.” The king wore a very stern expression, and it seemed like he was about to say no.

“Please… then papa should go with me?” I bashed my eyes, looking up at him as cutely as I knew how.

{Seduce has increased to LVL 5.}

“Oh well…” The King stuttered. “I can’t really just go running around the city.”

Tears started to well in my eyes. “B-but… I feel safest when I’m with Papa. I was hoping Papa could teach me more things.”

“Yes, of course, your papa would love to teach you new things, but this and that…”

“Please, Papa, you daughter will be a good girl, she promises.”

That did him in, and with stars in his eyes, he nodded. “Of course, my perfect daughter, but I really can’t take you. But wait! My son… it would have to be Devon. He should be able to escort you. He’s the most competent of my four sons!”

You really shouldn’t say that about your kids, but having the chance to go out in the town with Devon did make me feel a surge of happiness. However, I fell back on my roleplaying ability and pushed forward with the act.

I looked sad at first, but after a moment I said with a pout. “I’ll go… with Devon… but only if Papa spends some close time with me now. I want Papa to feel happy and leak again.”

I still didn’t have a toy, so yeah, I was horny, and with Reinhart showing no interest, that meant that the king was my only real source of companionship outside of Min. I’m sorry Min, but your lack of a penis makes you ill fitted for this situation!

This day, he showed me pleasuring with mouths. He fingered me for a bit and licked down there while I giggled and told him that it tickled. I was eventually bent over in front of his chair, while he leaned forward and licked my pussy, his nose shoved firmly between my cheeks and practically up my butt. As he shook his head, making gasping noises as he tongued my juicy pussy, I came with my ass in the face of the King of this country.

Next, I leaned over him on the chair and provided a kneeling blowjob. The role play managed to keep my high-level blowjob from accidentally kicking in and ruining the moment. Instead, I licked him slowly, treating the tip of his penis like a lollipop. As I kept going like that, he eventually decided to coax me.

“Try putting a little more in your mouth.” He said.

“I-is that okay, papa, it’s just so big, I don’t think it will fit.”

“Oh ho..” he laughed, “We’ll just be careful. Just imagine it’s a big sausage, and you want to take a big bite. AH, TEETH!”

I pulled out, “Oh, sorry, papa, you said sausage, and it looked so tasty I couldn’t stop. Pwease don’t be mad at me.”

“You silly girl, Papa could never be. Take it in a little softer. Yes… like that. Now, use a little tongue. Mmm… yeah… now you can suck it a little. That’s right, suck papa’s dick.”

It went like that for a few minutes. It was actually pretty fun. Most of the time, you approached a dick intending to gain or give sexual satisfaction. The skill, in some ways, took some of the satisfaction away. Right now, I was just tinkering with his dick. I’d touch it this way, rub it that way, suck it a little. It was done as if from the blind innocence of someone who didn’t know how these things worked. With a loving partner not trying to immediately get off, it fulfilled a kink in me I didn’t know I had. The so-called enjoying the human body without the need for immediate sexual contact.

Regrettably, our second sexual encounter ended with just as little penetration as the last one. The king seemed somewhat averse to sticking it in. Maybe he was afraid of accidentally fathering another prince. Maybe he genuinely had some concern for my intact virginity when it came to his son. Then again, virginity was his fetish, and despite the obvious reality I only pretended to be a virgin, once he stuck it in my most appealing feature to him would be gone. There was a strange line there where anything went except for actual sex. Given this, I wondered if I’d be able to coerce him into anal sex. It’d be tough though, as he seemed adverse to causing me pain. Still, I hadn’t had anything in my butt in a while and I wanted to do it again.

As I considered it, I headed down to the front entrance of the castle. After I made the king blow his load on my chest, the king had sent a knight to fetch his son and order him to escort me through the town. It was an order for some reason. Would it have been so bad just to ask the prince? There was a chance he’d say no, but I think he genuinely wanted to endear himself with his soon-to-be sister, so this seemed fine. Oh, well. I managed to convince him to also sugar daddy me a bit of spending money, so it was fine.

By the time I reached the entrance, Devon was already standing there waiting for me. “Ah, you came.”

“Of course,” Devon turned towards me, his back straight and formal. “It’s my duty and privilege to escort the princess of another country through our fine city.”

I gave him another one of my princess smiles that I had been perfecting over the last couple of days, but it seemed to only cause his back to grow stiffer. He was so high-strung, in fact, that I immediately began thinking of what I could do to loosen him up.

“Devon…”

“Yes, my lady!” The only thing he was missing was a salute.

“You can relax… I want an escort, not a guard.”

He jerked at that sound, then looked at me one more time. I was wearing another modified dress from Min’s hard work. It was, of course, pink as well. I really wanted the new materials to arrive before I became the princess who always wore pink. There was still time to prevent that from becoming my new reality.

“Right…” He finally let out a sigh.

I chuckled a little. “You look very handsome today, by the way.”

That had the opposite effect of causing his shoulder to tighten once again. “Ah… yes, my lady… you too… are very beautiful!”

“Then take me…” I winked.

He suddenly started to panic, sputtering in confusion. “I… that is…

“My arm,” I snorted, holding it out, “Take my arm.”

“Ah… yes, of course. I mean, that’s what I’m supposed to do! You’re supposed to take my arm!” He protested.

“Then you better hurry up and offer it,” I smirked.

“Yes, of course, my lady.” He held out his arm, and I immediately grabbed it leaning into him.

We started walking out from the castle, leisurely strolling down the path and past the gate. It looked like he hadn’t prepared a carriage or anything. Well, I hadn’t asked, and he had only a few minutes warning before I had reached the gate, so walking was fine.

“You know, sir knight, you weren’t this nervous when we first met. You even had the nerve to take me to a hotel, with a slave girl you just bought.”

“That is…” his look turned wry. “If I recall properly, you were the one who found the hotel. And bought the slave. And killed the pigmen for that matter…”

“Well, for the knight that rescued the princess, did you do anything?” I asked.

His expression dropped. “Ah… right… I guess I didn’t do much, after all, did I?”

“You were there…” I said, suddenly leaning into him. “Sometimes, that is enough, my prince.”

I stood on my tippy toes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. It wasn’t anything I felt was romantic. It was merely a quick thank you. He had escorted me to the castle.  He didn’t know it, but at the point he showed up, I was at my lowest, and he brought me from that despair. The place where I almost broke.

The peck on the cheek took him off guard, and he started acting even more flustered. “Ah, that… Richard! Richard is your prince in the future. So…”

I sniffed. “Richard isn’t here.”

“Ah, well… as to that. You should go easy on him a bit. He doesn’t have… my battle prowess. He never learned to fight, and he never gained a class. He was suckered in by some bad advice.”

“How so?” I asked.

“Oh… well, you know how classes work? Everyone is born a commoner or noble… and the choices you make lead you to your first class. Usually, the lower level you class, the better off you are. However, there was a wild rumor going around a decade ago that if you didn’t class, you could gain all skills easier. Our brother tried this method thinking it would make him heroically strong. He remained a noble, committing to nothing. An apprentice of everything, master of none. However, in the end, his stats are inferior to mine, and I think he resents me for it.”

“That does sound kind of bad… and unfair.”

“Is it? Perhaps… but he has many things that I’d consider enviable as well.”

I snorted, “Yeah… like Sylvia.”

He grimaced.” She’s… jealous, but at the end of it, they’re just friends. Both know their responsibilities.”

Yeah, I’m sure, that’s why she gets it from behind on her hands and knees while wearing my stuff. I still sat somewhere between pity and envy on that one. I really needed a hard cock, just for a bit. As I thought about dirty things, Devon took my silence as thinking deeply about something regarding my future with Richard.

“I think Richard will make you a happy woman.”

“And what about you?” I asked.

“Wh-what about me?” He became flustered again.

“You’re so easy to agitate, I’m sorry.”

“Ah, you’re teasing me.” He dropped his arm and gave me a stern frown.

“Perhaps I just want you to spoil me a bit.” I smiled.

“But-t… my brother…”

“Your brother isn’t here… so that makes the duty fall on you to take care of me. So, Sir Knight, let’s start with feeding this princess. What’s a good place to eat?”

“Ah… let’s go to a small place I know of, they have very good food,” He said quickly, trying to regain his composure as he offered me his arm again.

I took it, and the pair of us continued to walk. It was about another five minutes before we reached the location. As he said, it was a small shop on the corner of a cobblestone street. The outer city was not as busy as I would have thought. I always had the impression these kind of cities would be crowded,  but except the occasional pedestrian, the roads were fairly clear.

The food the prince ended up bringing me was a kind of meat stuffed in a bun and covered with a greasy sauce. I ate it, and for his sake, it wasn’t all that bad. It reminded me a bit of a McRib, which got me feeling a bit nostalgic for home.

“Ah, I need to use the bathroom,” I said suddenly as we were nearing the end of the meal.

He blushed, but I didn’t really see what the problem was. He couldn’t possibly think a girl didn’t pee or something like that. However, he did point and say that the bathroom was in the back.

The doors didn’t have any convenient signs to tell me which was the bathroom; although, I was mostly just glad that this world had indoor plumbing. I had done my fair share of dirty work in the woods, so being able to go in peace was good.

However, what they had wasn’t so much a toilet as it was a hole in the ground. I had heard that some countries use toilets this way, so I at least had enough sense to know I needed to squat and go, but I still didn’t find it comfortable. They also didn’t use toilet paper. They had magic stones that produced water kind of like a magical bidet.

It was while I was in the process of squatting while trying to keep my dress up that I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. There was a small 3-inch hole sitting on the side of the wall. It connected to the adjoining bathroom stall. Rather than dividers, each room housed its own toilet. I stared at the hole thinking how easy it would be to peek on someone trying to use the bathroom with that hole when its true purpose suddenly slapped me in the face.

Oh, right, that’s a glory hole! I had never used one before, which wouldn’t be unusual, but I had heard of them. At this point, I was more curious than horny. I mean, I saw it as a glory hole, but am I thinking too much about it? Why would some little shop on some corner have one of these? And what were the chances anyone ever used it?

Still, I racked my brain for anything I’d ever heard about glory holes. The thing that was hot about them was the anonymity. One person got their dick sucked, the other sucked a dick, and neither ever knew who the other was. I could be a guy, a girl, a cow named Betsy, it was a risk, and also part of the fun. However, in my case, I was a girl for sure, and if I could get a dick to go through that hole, I’d get exactly what I’d been craving.

I felt a little bad about screwing around on my date with Devon, but as Devon was so quick to point out, I was engaged to Richard. As I’m quick to remember, I’m not really Cornelia and even if I was, Richard was already balls deep in his duke daughter bimbo.

After cleaning myself up and making my decision, I leaned against the wall and immediately stuck two fingers into the hole. My finger’s immediately hit something.

“Ah!” A voice shouts on the other side.

The something I hit had pulled away, but when I had first hit it… didn’t it feel a little soft… like an eyeball?

“A peeper?” I said suddenly.

“Wh-wait… you got it wrong!” A voice came from the other side. “I wasn’t pe-peeping, that’s, er… I didn’t see anything, nothing!”

I gave a wry smile. So apparently, this was more a peep show than a glory hole. I felt a little cheated. Although this guy, whoever he was, had been peeping on me pee. I’m not sure how I felt by that. Since I saw it as a sexual act, it looked like sexual fortitude was kicking in and it didn’t bother me a bit.

“I’ll tell you what…” I spoke up through the hole. “I just caught you peeping on me. You got two choices. I either scream pervert, or you stick your dick in the hole.”

“Eh? What did you say? The hell I’m going to listen to you!”

I gave the wall a frustrated look. “If you don’t trust me, just look in the hole one more time.”

I hiked up my dress, dropped my panties, and bent over. Taking both hands, one on each cheek, I spread open my ass cheeks, giving him a nice look at both holes. With my body the way it was now, I suspected the view was a great one. That alone would be enough to please a man for days. However, that wasn’t enough for me.

“If you’re looking, you know what you can get. Come on, don’t leave a girl waiting.”

His dick slid through the hole without another word. It wasn’t anything incredible. Just a hard dick, pinkish colored, with a wrinkled head, about average in size. I considered using examine to find out who this stranger was, but I decided it was better not to know.

Instead, I crouched down once again, and immediately put my mouth around that dick. I couldn’t get too aggressive since I didn’t want to screw up my makeup, so I put aside deep throat for now and instead worked on my blowjob. However, at level 7 blowjob, no normal man could keep up, and it only took a minute before he was panting like he was about to blow his load. Not being happy with just sucking dick, I pulled my mouth away.

{Blow Job has increased to LVL 8.}

{Hand Job has increased to LVL 4.}

{Sleight of Hand has increased to LVL 2.}

{Technique Unlocked: Swipe.}

{Hand Job has increased to LVL 5.}

After a second, “Hey… I’m almost there, you’re not going to leave me hanging.”

“Cool off, boy, I want you inside me.”

Of course, I had been distracted reading all the new updates. I hadn’t expected to increase Sleight of Hand, but what was with gaining two levels in Hand Job? Was it because I leveled up Sleight of Hand? I could in some ways see Sleight of Hand having a relation to Hand Job. It looked like not only could Tier 1 skills unlock Tier 2 skills, but Tier 2 skills could also augment Tier 1 skills into being higher levels. I had also gained my first technique, but swipe sounded more suitable for a thief than me.

Putting aside the bonus, I turned around, reaching behind me to grab his cock and line it up. I was debating a bit here. I had nearly maxed out Vaginal Intercourse, and while I really wanted a cock inside my pussy, it wasn’t likely to increase my level soon and I needed to consider my leveling opportunities. After considering my options, I selected Rough Rider. I rubbed his cock on my pussy for a bit while he made moaning sounds, but once I felt it was sufficiently wet, I put it up higher, and then pushed back, driving his dick into my tight asshole.

With his dick filling up my ass, I started to finger myself. It was satisfying in its own way. There wasn’t a dick in my pussy, but there was a dick inside me, so I did not have a ton of room to complain. I was glad I had already brought myself so close to cumming by fingering myself while I sucked his cock and by rubbing his cock on my clit because he did not last long.

I had barely pushed my butt back twenty times when I suddenly felt his dick swell and hot liquid shoot deep into my butt. I finished off a quick orgasm, my fingers practically blurring over my clit with the masturbation ability. As his dick started to soften in my ass, I reached climax too.

{Anal Sex has increased to LVL 2.}

That was pretty expected since I was only level 1. I wanted to hit him with some rejuvenation and get going a second time in my pussy, but I decided that the prince had been waiting long enough. I used the magical bidet to wash my butt free from cum before I finally pulled up my underwear, pulled down my dress, set my title back to solo player, and headed out. I didn’t know if the pervert next door was watching me as I cleaned myself, but to be honest, I had already forgotten about him by the time I left. It was, for all intent and purposes, a forgettable event, even if it was my first glory hole.

Status:

*BJ is at 8, I’m not fixing it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

“I-is anyone here?” I nervously asked, climbing up the staircase leading to the final level of the tower.

It was a castle tower, sure, but it almost felt like a world of its own separate from all the decadent adornments, paintings, and décor that littered the rest of the castle hallways. It felt almost militaristic and barren.

As typical, I had to ask directions several times before I finally made my way to the tower that was supposed to house the man the king had named Reinhart. He was one of two men I planned to meet today. The other was an enchanter although the enchanter did not live in the castle as the alchemist Reinhart did. Although calling this part of the castle was a little questionable.

The tower sat apart from the rest of the castle, a towering remnant of a previously smaller castle that was demolished as the capital city grew. It was down a long rocky pathway and looked completely apart from the rest of the castle. I had thought that Reinhart would live on the first floor, but upon entering the tower I found myself in a dusty room that would have looked abandoned if not for the various footprints heading up and down the stairway. Well, the man had to come out to eat once in a while, after all.

Thus, I found myself climbing up a rolling staircase that would have been roughly the equivalent of a five-story building. Surprisingly, I wasn’t gasping for breath by the time I reached the top as I might have once before. I glanced at my status and shook my head in wonder. My strength and endurance were nearly four times the points from when I got to this world. I took that to mean that I had four times my original strength and endurance in reality as well.

Then I frowned for a second. Most people started out at level 1 in this world as a baby. In their teens, they spiked from a level 4-5 to a level 30 by the time they reach adulthood at the age of 18. That means everyone’s stats were likely an average of 30 or more. In that case, I was actually really weak compared to other people in this world. Was everyone in this world 6 X stronger, smarter, wiser, etc… then people from my world? Wouldn’t industry flourish if that was the case? Even with monsters that seemed like that should be the case.

There was just so much I still needed to know about this world. Of course, that’s why I was in this tower which smelled like sulfur and formaldehyde… I wanted to be able to learn more. I reached the top of the tower, opening a door without knocking before taking a step into a room. The room looked like a laboratory. Perhaps not like the ones I had seen in college, with clean black countertops and lines of glassware, but definitely one with a certain mad scientist quality to it.

“Excuse me?” I asked again, looking around.

A man came out from the backroom. He had dark black hair, a tight, long face, and big ears. He wasn’t ugly, per se, but compared to the attractive princes and the king, his looks fit better on a bandit. He was wearing a leather apron, and about the only thing he was missing was a pair of steampunk glasses to satisfy the look for the cosplay fangirl inside me. As he approached me, I opened my mouth to speak, but then he walked right past me.

“I’m busy… whatever you need, write it on a note and leave it at my door.” The man disregarded me immediately. “If you can write, that is.”

That last part wasn’t necessary. He kind of had an air of condescension about his person. It wasn’t the same kind of condescension that the nobles I had met, namely Sylvia, gave off. Instead, it was more of an annoyance. It was a kind of intolerance for stupidity. A few professors at my school had a similar attitude, so it only put me off a little.

“I’m a- Cornelia… Cornelia Bartrum, princess of Drophe, your ally. While I’m staying here, I was hoping you could teach me more about alch-“

“I don’t have time to waste teaching noble brats how to play house. If you want a potion, buy one from the town’s potion shop. If you want a good potion, leave a note with the quartermaster, he’ll put in the request with me, and I’ll have it for you next week.”

He spoke very quickly while his hands continued to move around the workplace. He seemed to be assembling a glass apparatus. It was a bubbly fluid that he appeared to be trying to distil something from. It looked like a classic distillation through a condenser. However, something about it was bugging me and I couldn’t think of what.

“No… that’s not it. The king mentioned me? I want to be able to help. I was hoping you could mentor me, lend me books, let me use a small part of your la-“

“The king did mention you. And I don’t care. I have too much work today, and you’d just get in the way… whatever you name is.. wh-wh…” He squinted at me for a second, “Aria…”

My body froze up a second later. “A-Aria? No-no-o, I’m Cornelia Bartru-“

“Yes… I thought that’s what you said…” He frowned, picking up a flint and a black rock before turning to me for a second. “But I can see right through frauds… a little special ability of mine. Your name is Aria… Aria… the lesbian lover… Hmm… not the strangest title I’ve ever seen.”

“…” I lowered my eyes, not quite sure how to respond to this sudden development.

The guy knew my name, my cover was completely blown! This was bad, this was very bad! At best, Denova would kill Jenai, and I could be killed too. There was no choice. I had to use seduction on him. I had to beguile him and turn him into my puppet. It was the only way to protect myself now.

“So… I’ll tell you what. The only reason I’m not sounding the guards this instant is because I don’t care. I see the cursed ring on your finger… that thing should be a national treasure, but it does tell me you’re probably not a willing participant. So, I’ll give you until tonight to flee the castle and tell your master it failed. Better luck next time.”

“He’ll kill me…” I spoke nearly a whisper, preparing to strike with seduction.

“Not like I care…” He waved his hand, turning back to his work.

He had a small candle dipped in oil. The thing in his hand must have been steel and flint to start a fire. However, something was… that’s right, there was an odd smell I had been sniffing since a while back. Oh, wait!

“Natural gas, wait, stop!” I let out a warning.

A second later he struck the flint and steel. A fireball erupted from his hands. There was the sound of glass shattering and the heat hit my face which I then had to shield my eyes from. It was over in a flash, and dots were dancing in front of my eyes in the aftermath.

There was a lot of smoke, and a second later I heard the chair scuffle as a man covered with soot stood up, waving his hand in front of his face as he coughed. It looked like his eyebrows had been singed off and there was a gash on his cheek from something that went flying, but he was otherwise fine.

“Are you okay?” I moved over to him, my hand grabbing his arm.

“I don’t see any acid burns. I was afraid with a corrosive it’d destroy your face, maybe even cause blindness. You can see, right?”

He looked a little dazed, but he was also waving his hands, trying to stop my attention.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I can see. I couldn’t count how many times my eyebrows had been singed off, this is just normal.” He felt his face and when his dirty hands touched the open wound he grimaced. “That’s going to need to be sewn up.”

“Wait, I have something better!” I leaned forward and immediately activated the cat’s meow, licking his cheek in one swift motion before he could react.

“Ah… it tingles.” Then he touched the area, which had instantly healed, and he gave a look of wonder. “Abilities like that exist too… my experiment!”

He stood up, pushing me out of his way, and moving up to flasks. The explosion had caused half of the glassware to fall over and crack, but one or two pieces were salvageable. I waited as he picked through the stuff before he finally sighed.

“An entire afternoon wasted.”

“I-if I might ask, what were you trying to do?”

He sat down, rubbing his face, which only smeared the soot, before talking. “This vial is full of a sulfur slime residue. You can extract the magical essence from most slime materials, but sulfur slime… as you can see, is a bit explosive. I thought if I could distil away the liquid, I could remove the gas safely. I suppose you don’t have any ideas, do you?”

I frowned for a second and then nodded. “Maybe… First off, the distillation you’re using is leaky. It’s because you don’t have any glassware grease between the junctions.”

“Grease? Something like that might get into the reaction.” Reinhart frowned.

“Well, if it’s something like petroleum jelly, its hydrophobic in nature, so it won’t mix.”

Reinhart’s frown increased. “Petroleum? Is that… rock oil? I’ve seen it before. Some use it for burning, but I’ve never seen its jelly.”

“Oh… no, well, the jelly is just a byproduct of its… refinement.” I started to lose my voice as he looked at me with an increasingly curious face.

A moment later, he spoke up. “And the second thing?”

“Perhaps if you set up a release, right about here, with maybe a fold kind of like this, you can create a gas trap. Release the gas farther away from the flame. Preferably, you can pipe it outside the window, since we’re in a tower, we’re high enough it shouldn’t be dangerous to anyone below. Either way, the point is to diffuse the released gas safely so it won’t be volatile. If you try to just block it, the pressure would build and it would blow, anyway. At least… that’s what I was thinking.”

As I spoke, his eyes seemed to widen, and then a smirk appeared on his face. “You… just who are you? My skill tells me something strange. Seductress? That doesn’t sound like an alchemist to me.”

“Well… I used to train as a chemist.” Then I waved my hands. “Um.. but I never got much experience. I was never even in the lab, but I trained for two years.”

He scratched his chin, thinking. “Chemistry… is like alchemy?”

“Err… it didn’t use magic, it was mixing non-magical things.”

He frowned. “Why would you mix nonmagical things?”

“Lots of reasons, like the petroleum jelly, I guess.” I scratched, “Oh, I think I have something that will work.”

I reached into my dress where I had Min sew a small pouch, and pulled out a small vial, handing it to him. He cautiously took the vial, opening it up. He took a sniff, then stared at it a bit, before an eyebrow raised.

“Male enhancement lubricant?” He muttered. “Made of… Pigmen semen?”

“Ah… heh… you can see that, huh?” I rubbed the back of my neck.

“Fetched it yourself, did you?” He twisted his lips, dipping a finger into it and gooping out a dollop, “It’s thick.”

“Oh, well, it comes out kind of thin, but once you boil until the smell disappears and it thickens like that,” I explained.

“Splendid,” He looks at the whitish gunk on his fingers. “Help me set it up again, will you? The glassware is over there.”

I ran to the cabinet and began setting up the apparatus. When it came time to put the ill-fitting pipes together, we used copious amounts of pigmen “jelly” to seal the holes properly. As I worked towards getting the experiment set up, Reinhart watched over my shoulder, making occasional commits, but otherwise nodding his head.

When it was finished, we ignited the flame once again, bringing it under the distillation chamber which held another bottle of sulfur slime. This time, the solution began to bubble, and the gas smell did not return. A moment later, we had a product leaking down into a new tube. When we finally finished collecting all the droplets, Reinhart poured it into a tube. I looked at the tube using examine.

{Vial of Minor Magic, Grade C}

{Potion Making has increased to LVL 2.}

“Oh, it’s a grade C!” I said excitedly. “And, I went up in potion making!”

“What level potion making are you? He asked.

“Um… just level 2… just now…”

“Grade C with just level 2…” He muttered. “Do you have any other skills? Magic? Cooking? Cleaning?”

“Um… magic is level 3. I don’t have any cleaning skills, but I can clean. Cooking… you’d be better off with a cook.”

Reinhart sat back down on a nearby chair. He seemed to be thinking about something intently. A moment later he appeared to make up his mind.

“What you’re doing… or whatever this person wants you to do… assassination?”

“N-no! No… he just wants me-“

Reinhart put up his hands, “The less I know, the better. Ah… I can’t believe I’m considering this. Fine…”

“Fine?”

“I’ll teach you. I needed an assistant anyway. But when you get caught, I’ll play dumb. If it’s you or me, I’m throwing you under the carriage.”

I broke into a smile and a second later I threw my arms around him as he tried to give me a firm look. I then preceded to kiss him on the lips. He pulled away, seeming flustered by that.

“A seductress, huh?” He gave a wry smile.

“If you can teach me… I can do more than just be your assistant. You can have me any way you want.” I offered.

His eyes twinkled for a second, and then he gave a smirk. “Sounds… good, let’s go to my bedroom.”

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 38

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Chapter 38

The fact that my slutty nature was found out by the first two princes didn’t seem to phase them at all. I might have been more freaked out about it if the bombshell that was Min didn’t just drop in my lap. Still, they mostly thought the situation of my maybe wife was amusing.

“Our third brother will be so heartbroken to find out his wife-to-be is already married.” Gregory laughed.

When I started to freak out at that, Julian waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t worry so much about it. Elf customs are hardly binding here, and she’s just a slave, anyway. If anything, it will make her more fiercely loyal to you. I don’t see a downside to it. As far as third brother, he may not be as enlightened as me and my brother, but if you held every noble accountable for their sexual perversions, three-fourths of us would be dead overnight.”

“Brother speaks honestly,” Gregory added. “I know not any noble who hasn’t put their hands on at least one servant or two. I know I have.”

As Gregory said this, he reached out and ran his hands along the oiled thigh of one of their servants, who merely gave a grin in response.

I was quickly finding comfort as I talked with these two men. Sure, they lived lives of gluttony, but their attitude on free love made them feel like kindred spirits to me. I felt like for the first time since I had come to this castle that there was a ray of sunshine. These two men were like me. They were my comrades. Fellow seducers, although their path was radically different from my own.

“But enough of elves.” Julian clapped his hand. “I invited you to eat with us because I had seen something in you that I wanted. You have the eyes of a woman who craves and desires. My brother and I are all about fulfilling desires.”

He snapped his fingers, and two more men came out, just as buff and oiled as the first three. One of them went behind me and started rubbing my shoulders. The other picked up a small piece of fruit in his mouth and leaned towards me. I took the food, his lips just brushing my own as I took the piece in and chewed it. Meanwhile, I felt like I was going to melt. Min had rubbed my shoulders too, I used to think it was because she was a servant, but now it held a more ominous meaning. However, she didn’t have the muscles this man had, and I liked it hard. As the man came back with another piece of food, my hand might have accidently slipped against his bulge. If I could just get a weekend with these servants, I could level to my heart’s content.

“Although, more specifically, there is a bit of a society that we are a part of. We would like you to come to a celebration we’re holding in a few weeks.”

“Ah… that’s right,” I spoke up, “Your father invited me to a celebration.”

The pair looked at each other with grins before looking back at me. “Not that… that’s a formal thing, drab and boring, full of old Ninny’s talking about how they can’t satisfy their husbands. I’m talking about a celebration that is a little more… underground.”

“Not that it’s full of criminals or anything,” Gregory interjected.

Julian nodded. “Yes, of course… this is an exclusive club made up mostly of nobles and a few… special guests. We wear masks, no one is allowed to know anyone else’s identity while you’re there. Very hush, hush, even speaking it exists now is taboo… but I’m convinced you’ll take us up on our offer, dear.”

“A-and what will we be doing… at this party.”

Julian gave another laugh. “Anything you want, my dear.”

“Although most of it won’t involve clothing,” Gregory added.

“Any man.”

“Any woman.”

“Royalty, high nobles, low nobles, knights. An invariable buffet of the capitol’s finest.”

This offer was incredibly tempting. Not the part about sex. As a seductress, I could get sex if I wanted sex. Sex was not a problem, and I didn’t need to go to some creepy underground club full of perverts to get my rocks off. I liked things more on a person to person basis, anyway. That said, this sounded like a great leveling opportunity.

They were right, I was a lustful and wanting creature, but not in the same way as they thought. I wanted strength and power. I wanted the power to overwhelm Denova. Despite everything that had happened, it’s not like I’m a polygamist or sexual deviant. In fact, if Denova hadn’t been such a bastard, I’d have been happy to be his exclusive sex toy for the rest of my days. But sex wasn’t something I could just enjoy with a single person. I had to level. I had to become stronger. And if I had to fuck every guy, girl, and monster in this kingdom, I would do it. At the end, I hoped to find a place that was safe, for me, for Min, for Jenai… and maybe a guy who was sweet. Someone like Devon maybe. Wait…

“You said nobility?”

“Yes?” Julian chuckled. “Well… no one admits to going. They’d take the proof they went to the grave… but everyone goes. Even the King.”

“A-and your third and fourth brothers?” I expected the King would do something like this, but…

Julian gave a sympathetic look. “Sorry, love, even your fiancée partakes. And of course, I’ve seen Devon there since he turned 18.”

With my conceal not up, I had a slightly depressed look on my face. Julian was trying to cheer me up by saying it was just the way things were.

“No matter how goody two-shoes someone may look, take our brother Devon, for example, they all hold that deep dark perversion in their hearts. Of course, you can’t fault them, since you do as well.”

Of course, it wasn’t Richard that had made me depressed like this. It was the idea that Devon did this too. I wanted to call Julian a liar, but that would reveal too much. I didn’t want to believe Devon was the kind of man who would go to sex clubs. It was weird because the current me was the kind of woman who would and has slept with hundreds of guys, but I held Devon at a standard higher than myself. I wasn’t angry… I just felt disappointed.

Then a thought came to me, “But… what about analyze?”

Julian chuckled while crushing my last thread of hope. “The masks we wear are absolute. A wonderful enchanted item indeed. Analyze does not work. Your indiscretions cannot be seen. Even the best special skills will never out you… as long as the mask stays on, you can do whatever you want. We took the idea from a certain bandit king long dead now, part of the reason we’re so hush, hush… these masks would be too dangerous in a commoner’s hands. It’s locked to the user, and it can only be worn on certain nights. However, I will have one made for you.”

I finished breakfast with the two men, fed to me by the mouth of a hunky servant, the act only cheering me up a little. I might have mounted one of the servants right there, but neither Julian nor Gregory got particularly grabby with the servants, so I resisted as well. I didn’t want to be the odd one standing out, even if the pair were okay with it. Before I was able to leave, I had to promise them I would come to the next party and cut off a piece of hair, which was used to make the mask.

“Although, the Harvest festival would be the biggest one of the year. That’s a month from now. You should start with this smaller gathering in preparation for that one. The harvest can be overwhelming.” Gregory explained.

“I will come, I promise.” I gave a curtsey, handing Julian a lock before finally leaving.

I bid them and their hunky servant’s goodbye, even though it felt good to drop my own metaphorical mask off for a bit and freely talk about sex. Of course, I didn’t reveal any of my sexual conquests. That would come too close to revealing I’m not the princess, so I mostly just listened to them talk about men, and women they’ve fucked. Although they enjoyed the company of men, they stated they would not be averse to enjoying a woman from time to time as well.

However, the way they told it, just about every noble in the kingdom did the same things they did, it was just that Julian was the only one willing to be open about it. Everyone else was very cloak and dagger about their sexual proclivity. He prided himself on the fact that he’s brought more nobles into the society since he joined a decade ago than the previous four decades of the society. The parties… although they sounded more like orgies, were much larger than they once were. Even the small one would include almost every knight and noble in the capitol.

While I was deep in thought about all the things I learned by talking to the first and second princes, I had already made it back to the room. It was when my eyes dropped on Min and I suddenly remembered that particularly piece of knowledge that my body froze. Min was sitting at the desk. She seemed to be modifying another one of Cornelia’s dresses to be more to my liking. When I entered, she greeted me calmly.

“Welcome back, vessë.” Min lowered her head in a bow then turned back to work on her sewing.

I slowly approached, and after staring at her back for what felt like minutes, I finally opened my mouth. “Um… Min… what does vessë mean?”

“Mm… elvish for wife.”

I winced as if I had been slapped. Wife? She was calling me wife!

“Min… do you remember when we first met? In the goblin cave? H-how do you remember that event?”

“Cold… hungry… thought… die.”

“And then… what did I do?”

“Mm… offer marriage. Thought… crazy… but desperate. You say… if married… make safe. Say yes.”

I collapsed on the bed. It was exactly as I had feared. She was under some terrible misconceptions. I dreaded telling her the truth, but I needed to.

“Um… for humans, sex is just sex. I didn’t realize, I was asking for your hand in marriage.” I explained carefully.

After a second, her hands stopped sewing, but she didn’t turn back. “Mm… I thought, maybe too… but then you said, I’m yours.”

“Ah… I did say that.” I scratched my cheek, remembering the time I asserted ownership over her at the slave auction, not quite sure how to explain.

I didn’t know why I had said that she was mine either. For some reason, I had become more territorial than I used to be. How could I explain that when I said she was mine, I meant more that she was my family or someone close to me? If I had any other family in this world, I would likely see them as mine as well. If I had a brother and a little more self-control, I could easily see myself becoming one of those jealous sisters that monopolize his time. Of course, self-control was the word. Right now, I couldn’t promise I wouldn’t sleep with him just to try it out.

“Min… I’ve slept around with a lot of people. You’re not even the only woman. There was another girl I’ve spent time with…”

“…”

“… Min?”

“Cheater…”

“Min!” my heart nearly broke with that one. “I-I’m a seductress! It’s part of my class. I can’t level and become strong without it. That’s… most of the reason I do it. But also, this class… it’s done something to me. It’s like, I’m insatiable.”

I tried to defend myself although I didn’t really know why. I didn’t want to be hated by Min, but if she realized I’m a cheater, then maybe she could go to not seeing me as her wife.

“I know…” Min said simply, stopping my tirade of defense.

“M-min…”

“Vessë said, live if marry. Married, lived. Then… Vessë protected from adventurers. Vessë saved from slaves. Vessë has… stayed with Min. Loved Min. Held Min. Gave Min a place to stay, food to eat, things to do. Min… is happy.” Min finally turned and gave me a smile.

It was an absolutely beautiful smile, something I was unaccustomed to seeing on her face.

“Oh… Min…”

“So… even though Vessë cheats… Min will become best wife… until Vessë no longer has to cheat.”

The resolve on her face was so determined that I just didn’t have it in me to crush her with something heartless like saying that it just wasn’t going to happen. Of course, I had every intention of keeping her safe and protected. Min was my very good friend and the first person I knew from this world. She knew all of my secrets, and still, she chose to stand next to me.

“I love you, Min…” I said that out loud.

“Mm…” Min didn’t turn back around from her work, so I didn’t see the giant blush covering her face.

I decided to leave Min to her work. I still had things I wanted to do today as well. Just because a princess could live a life a leisure didn’t mean I was allowed to. So I bid Min farewell and closed the door.

As a result, I didn’t hear it when the silence was suddenly broken by Min, seemingly speaking to no one. “Min… loves Aria,  too.”

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Tales of a Seductress – Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

I returned to the room rather sexually frustrated from a night without penetration. Immediately, I started looking around in the packs, trying to find the toy Jenai had taken from me so long ago while ignoring the overly pink scenery.

“Looking?” Min asked.

I explained to her the device I was looking for. It was my only toy and considering it was conceived by the twisted mind of Denova, it might be the only toy of its kind in the country. If I wanted my +25% experience with solo player, I needed it. When Min shook her head and told me she didn’t find anything matching my description, I fell into a depression.

I would need to find some kind of craftsman with magic to create a new one for me. That was a given. Perhaps if I asked the King, he could help me out. However, that was something that couldn’t be done tonight. That meant that tonight I would have absolutely nothing long and hard inside of me.

It might sound silly to someone else, but I had rarely gone more than a single day without a penis inside me since I’d been to this world. I was suffering from penis withdrawal, is all I’m trying to say. I laid on the bed, an annoyed look on my face. A moment later, Min laid down next to me. I gave her a surprised look.

She had been taking the whole “servant” thing really seriously. She was sewing outfits for me, cooking for me, rubbing my shoulders when I asked. I had expected, given her behavior, she’d end up trying to sleep in some kind of servant cot in an adjacent room, or perhaps curled up on the floor. Instead, she lied down right next to me and wrapped her arms around me like it was the most natural thing.

It’s not that I minded. Having Min next to me was very comforting. It was likely the same for her. She had been through a lot too. She had been lucky enough to avoid getting involved with Denova, but she had ended up stumbling out of the forest with nothing on her back. She tried to steal some food so she wouldn’t starve, and suddenly she was branded a slave by angry farmers. All of that was after she had been a breeding stock for goblins for an unknown period. So, she probably wanted to hold on to someone at night as well.

However, I was still really wound up, and she smelled really good. My hands started to move over her body. They really had a mind of their own.

Min looked up at me with some very cute eyes and a blush on her cheeks, “Level up.”

I smiled as I set Lesbian Lover, but shook my head, “No… not leveling. I just want… for Min to be inside me.”

She looked at me for a few moments, then gave a sharp nod. “Min… try hard.”

That’s how she ended up lying down around my legs. She had stuck three fingers into me, and she was wiggling them around. However, she really didn’t have any kind of method. The fingers just kind of poked into me and twirled around. It really wasn’t doing it.

“Min, baby, c-can you kind of do it a little smoother, like, rub here… no, here… like you do when you masturbate.”

Min wore a blank face as I said that.

“Oh, you’ve never masturbated?” I asked.

Min shook her head. “No… Aria… only.”

“What? I-I’m the only one whose ever… made you cum?”

“Mmm… cum… Aria… best.”

I didn’t know why I was blushing now, it wasn’t the kind of compliment that should make someone feel good, but for some reason, I was kind of proud. Was this the kind of feeling guys had when being a girl’s first? I wasn’t sure, but I liked to be complimented at how good I could make people feel.

However, none of that solved my current problem, which was that Min’s fingers were inside me, but they lacked any real oomph. Finally, I reached down and positioned her hand. I put all four fingers in, her hands were pretty tiny and it took that before I felt satisfied. I put her thumb down on my clit. Then I grabbed her wrist. She let me while watching her hand and my pussy intently like she was studying.

I pulled her wrist to bring her hand out, then brought it back in. I repeated the motion over and over again. She kept her hand still, letting me control all the motions, and soon I was jacking her wrist back and forth while rocking my hips against her fingers and thumb.

That’s right, I was using her hand like a dildo. It probably wouldn’t get me masturbation experience, but I probably got more experience if it counted as lesbianism, anyway. Therefore, I used her hand as my fuck toy, growing more vigorous and aggressive as I went.

[Position Unlocked: Lounger]

Before long, the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out of me as fast as my hand could move her wrist did the trick, and I came. I started slowing down as my pussy convulsed on her wet fingers. After a moment, I pulled them out, and I brought Min up to my level. I gave her a kiss on the lips and licked her fingers covered in my juices.

“Felt… cum…” Min murmured.

I smiled and gave her a hug, finally satisfied for the night. This wasn’t so bad, at least every now and then. I went to sleep naked while still holding on to Min.

When I woke up, it was still dark in the room. I could feel Min holding me from behind. However, something about her form felt off. I started to turn around, but suddenly realized I couldn’t move.

“M-min?”

“Who’s that?” a gruffer male voice said behind me.

Shivers shot up my spine as the arms wrapped around me tightened. They weren’t the thin delicate arms of Min, but a man’s very muscular arms. However, the worst part was the instant recognition of who was talking. The voice was none other than Denova’s voice.

“Wh-what did you do to Min?” I demanded.

I had reached around and grabbed my face. I was completely immobilized and couldn’t resist and my head was turned painfully up. Denova’s face was looking down at me with a malicious smirk. He leaned forward and shoved his tongue down my throat. As he took my mouth, his hand squeezed painfully on my breasts. After a few moments of this, he pulled his lips away.

“Don’t forget who owns you.” Denova chuckled. “Your mission must be finished.”

“I know…” I practically spat, “But you haven’t given me any direction.”

“You know…” He said, pulling away a bit. “You weren’t supposed to fuck the pigmen. They were paid handsomely just to hold you for a week. I’m assuming you had some role in breaking their greed and fear of me. You really are a slut.”

In certain situations, being called a slut would have been a turn on, but this time hit me hard. I justified my sexual exploits with the need for experience, protection, and survival, but deep down those questions still ran behind the mental resistance and mental fortitude. Was I just some slut? Was that all I was? Those words hurt me in a way I hadn’t felt since my last day with the pigmen. However, when the pigmen had broken me, I killed them. If I could just kill Denova…

Something must have shown on my face because Denova gave a laugh. “I wonder what you’re thinking. But don’t worry. Even a slut like you will serve the Bandit King. You can be a whore, but you’re my whore. Never forget it!”

His hand reached down my body, sliding between my legs while I was powerless to fight back. His fingers, rough and unpleasant, pushed themselves inside me. At this point, my deception and conceal were maxed. Even if I did enjoy his touches, I wouldn’t show it on my face.

“Just tell me what you want,” I demanded.

He leaned very close to my ear and bit it. “You’ll find out soon.”

Suddenly, his fingers turned sharp and thrust up into me like a blade. There was a sharp pain as he tore into me from the inside. I let out a scream, and my eyes suddenly burst open. The light was coming in from the window and I woke up to the sound of a light knock on the door. When I glanced down, I saw that was wearing clothing, although I had been sweating a lot, and it was a bit sticky. Min had once again dressed me while I was asleep though. Did that mean that what had happened was a dream? Perhaps it was a special skill of Denova’s, something like entering my dreams. Suddenly, I felt a lot less safe.

For the moment, at least, I was safe in my room and Denova was not here. With a breath of relief, I finally regained some of my composure. I was wearing a slightly uncomfortable pink dress. The nice comfy nightie I had worn before was taken by Richard and his fuck buddy so they could commit their bizarre sexual acts, so I was left with what Min scrounged from Cornelia’s stock. Oh god, did they take my vibrator as well? The horrifying thought suddenly entered my brain.

While I still recovered from my rough awakening, it was Min who answered the door, still wearing the splotchy slave outfit. There was nothing I could do about the dream now, I didn’t even know if I was real or just a nightmare, so I focused on Min instead. I’d have to get her something new to wear soon. I wasn’t even sure if it had been washed since I had found her in it. Min spoke with someone I couldn’t see on the outside of the door, and after a moment closed the door and walked over to me with something in her hand.

It was a small letter, not sealed in an envelope. There was a spike of fear that this had come from Denova. Min looked at me worriedly as the expressions unfolded on my face. I reinstated my conceal and gave Min a reassuring look. After taking a deep breath, I unfolded the letter and looked at the writing.

Your first and second brothers would like to have you for breakfast. Meet us out in the garden, my dear, we have much to discuss!

The letter was written in a scrawl that was even more bubbly and artistic than the note left last night by Sylvia. First and second brothers must mean the first prince and the second prince. Like the king, they apparently had no problem immediately seeing me as family, even though the wedding was still pending. I informed Min of my new schedule, and she nodded and immediately started preparing me.

Although Denova told me I didn’t need to continually decorate my hair as diligently as the first meeting, Min still combed, curled, and wore it up. Meanwhile, I applied the appropriate makeup. I had to continue the image of a princess, and I didn’t feel like I could do it without the assistance of this physical mask along with the mental one I prepared.

I slipped back into princess mode, regaining the etiquette I didn’t wear when I was alone with Min. When I was finished decorating myself, Min helped me put on a dress. It was, of course, pink, but it actually looked considerably toned down from the rest of the stuff. Most of the frills and embroidery was absent and it fit my body far closer than the puffy dresses of the former princess.

{Etiquette has increased to LVL 2.}

“This… you worked on the dress last night?” I asked.

“Mm…” Min nodded.

She didn’t say anything more, but I gave her a proper thank you and a kiss on the cheek. I twirled around once in the dress. It was much better than the dress had previously been. This was at least a dress I could walk around in without feeling embarrassed. Min waited at the door and waved goodbye as I left. She was such a diligent servant.

Of course, my sense of direction had not improved in a day, so I still needed to ask several servants in order to make it to the garden which was outside of the mansion. It appeared that this garden was a massive flower garden that made up a large portion of the castle’s backyard. It was decadent and refined, and I couldn’t help but think about how much labor a thing like this took to maintain, especially in this day and age. Perhaps magic made some things easier, but the image of monarchs living off the broken backs of peasants still entered my mind.

As if to accentuate that fact as I traveled down the garden path my eyes caught a gigantic statue. It was easily 30 meters tall. It depicted a massive dragon that appeared to be breathing fire. There was a knight as well, defending himself with a massive shield that blocked the flames. The dragon was the typical fantasy kind, large reptilian neck, giant wings, and sharp claws. As I took it in, I wondered if dragons were real in this world, or if this was something metaphorical.

“Ghastly, isn’t it?” The voice suddenly came from behind and I gave a jump, turning back.

The person who was behind me was none other than Gregory. He wore the more restrained clothing that the first prince did not, a rich looking shirt and slacks over a strong and muscular chest. He had hair that was just long enough that you wouldn’t be able to call it short. He was well-shaved, clean, and possessed a rich flowery scent that was not out of place in this garden.

“Ah, yeah, dragons… is… there a story behind it?” I asked, vaguely feeling for information.

Gregory made a face. “Yeah… one father won’t let us forget. It’s his statue. The young man was him, or so he says… back forty years ago when he was just level 72. It depicts the conquest of the Dragon God Bahamut.”

“Bahamut!” I say in surprise.

It was, at the very least, a name I recognize from RPGs. It was usually a boss, or a summon. Depended on the fantasy.

“Yes… as father tells it, Bahamut was summoned by the demon king forty years ago. As he says, he was close friends with the hero of ages and the hero’s party.”

“Demon Kings and heroes…” I looked at the statue wistfully.

“Well, you are a woman after all, so I suppose those kinds of things do it for you.” He sniffed.

I gave him a wry look. “Not exactly. I was just wondering what the hero was like…”

He laughed. “You and every teen girl I’ve ever met. No one remembers him well, even those who met him. They say he made it to level 100. He was a person summoned from another world. Once he beat the demon lord and Bahamut, they say he surpassed that level and ceased to be human. Others say he just went home.”

“Another world? What kind of world!” I said the words a bit too excitedly, my conceal losing out to the first time I had ever heard anyone mention another world.

Gregory laughed. “Who knows? It’s all probably made up, anyway. There are no other worlds than this one. And that dragon? Just a high-level monster. They act like just because monsters get over level 100 they suddenly become gods. It’s just bullshit. You shouldn’t listen to that kind of stuff.”

“Right,” I shook my head. “Th-that’s not why you wanted to come talk to me.”

Gregory gave a smile, putting his arm out. I put my hand through it and held on to him. “Well, let’s join big brother first. He’s busy being pampered under the pergola.”

I nodded and the pair of us moved away from the statue. I gave the dragon one last look before I shook my head. I needed to know more about the history of this world, especially if I ever wanted to return home. However, first, I had to survive, and a certain ring on my finger currently held more importance.

When we reached a large wooden canopy draped with flowers, we came upon the first prince. He was lying back on the lounge-like seat. He was wearing a large gaudy robe and pants, but no shirt. There was a bowl of fruit on a nearby table, and there were also three servants nearby. One was feeding him the fruit, except he wasn’t using his hands, but his mouth. He’d pick up a grape with his lips and then bend over and drop it into Julian’s mouth. Another was rubbing his feet while the third waved a fan. It was exactly like one of those depictions of hedonism.

And while I call them servants, not a single one of them wore a shirt. Instead, they had nicely toned muscular bodies that were shaved completely clean and appropriately oiled. They wore pants, sort of, they were very tight and low cut. Their bulges were not left to the imagination. Regrettably, the pool boy look was totally doing it for me, and I could barely manage to take my eyes off of them, my concealing shattering to give way to this guilty pleasure.

“A-are these those servants you told me about.” I started reaching out and almost touch one blond man’s chest before I stopped myself.

Gregory sat down in a chair near Julian and the two shared a look and a knowing smile. “See, Julian, I told you that she understood. She might be someone compatible with us.”

“I never said I doubted you, my sweet, I just thought your reasoning was flawed.”

“Eh? But I figured any woman who keeps an elf slave must have certain dark desires?”

“That’s the thing, you have it wrong, about the elves.”

“What?” I broke in, “What about elves?”

The pair turned to me and Julian held out his hand toward me before he spoke. “Well, your female elf slave. You haven’t slept with her, right?”

My cheeks turned bright with shock. “N-no! Of course not!”

Of course, this was a complete lie, but I never expected anyone to ask me outright.

“But you’ve tried, right?”

I turned my eyes away, but the continuing blush gave him the opinion that I had, so he chuckled and nodded.

“But, brother, elves are such sexually promiscuous creatures!”

Julian sighed. “That’s what I’m saying. They are not. That is just a myth propagated by the uninformed. Even I had to be set straight by a particularly well-endowed elf.

“Eh! Brother, without me? When did this happen?”

“Oh, during the Marqueet festival, when father sent you off.”

“Even then, you’d promised you wouldn’t feast without me.”

“Please, sweetie, let me tell my story.” Julian waved his hand as Gregory pouted. “I met a particular interesting elf, but he was an outcast. His sexual nature was abnormal. You see… elves are fiercely monogamous. In fact, in the elvish tongue, marriage and sex have the same meaning.”

“But what about those public ceremonies where they engage in sex?”

“That’s what I asked the elf as well. He told me it was human’s misunderstanding. You see, to an elf, being asked to have sex is the same thing as being asked to have marriage. Where a human might consummate his marriage vows, to an elf, consummation IS the marriage vow.”

“So… that means?”

“Yes! One elf asks another to have sex, and then they gather all of their loved ones and do it in full view of the village, the so-called witnesses. Of course, this practice I completely endorse.  But afterward, they remain intensely devoted. They never pick another partner. Basically, they’re prudes.”

“W-wait!” I interrupted, my face starting to turn green. “What about if they were raped or something.”

Julian shrugged. “It’s consent that matters. Unless both sides agree to it and then do it consensually, it’s not binding. So that sweet elf said. Gods… he was so good with his mouth. I could watch that thing work all day.”

“Brother, you’re making me jealous!”

“B-b-b-but w-what about women? Like… if they’re both women. That doesn’t count without penetration, right?” my voice was a little higher than it should have been as I cut into their conversation.

“Same-sex marriages?” Gregory chuckled. “See, she does think like us, most women wouldn’t even consider being with another woman.”

“Well, until we get to them.” Julian chuckled, but then turned to me. “Did a certain horny princess do something naughty to her elf slave?”

“Geh!” I made a nonsensical noise, and he struck the matter home.

Oh God! Min… what are you thinking!

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