Volume 8 Chapter 7 The Three Maids Princesses※
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I pushed the slender Dee onto the couch, pinning her down as I thrust my throbbing manhood deep into her wet and slippery folds.
In my beast mode, I relentlessly pounded my hips against her, showing no mercy.
Dee has a delicate build, but because she is a Dragonia of the Black Dragon tribe, her body is quite sturdy, contrary to appearances, and she doesn’t get hurt even when pushed against a table and her hips are violently slammed into it.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
The muffled splashing sounds and the smacking of flesh filled the room.
”Ahh, Kent, you’re so rough! You’re gonna make my pussy all messy like this, ahhh!”
With each thrust, my cock rubbed against her exposed Plap, giving her an unexpected burst of pleasure.
I lifted Dee’s legs, pressing her closer to me as I rocked my hips.
”N-no, stop! I’m gonna lose my mind, ahhh!”
Beneath me, Dee writhed and climaxed repeatedly.
”I’ll make sure to plant my seed deep inside you, so you can get pregnant easily.”
”A baby! I’m gonna get pregnant! If you keep cumming like this, I’ll be a mother at my age, ahhh!”
”It’s okay, I want you to have my baby!”
Spurt, spurt, spurt.
I held Dee tightly, releasing a massive load deep inside her.
Unable to move, Dee’s eyes rolled back as she drooled, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure.
”Ahh, I’m cumming! I can’t hold it anymore, ahhh!”
As my release subsided, Dee went limp, passing out like a rag doll.
Flamir, who had been watching from the side, looked slightly pale.
”K-Kent… Is Lady Dee okay? She was trembling so much, and now she seems to have fainted…”
”She’s fine. You’ll feel good too if Lord Blackdagger holds you… Ahh, no, don’t suck my nipples!”
I pulled my son away from Dee and stood next to Flamir, exposing Ludmila’s chest and squeezing her breasts as I sucked on her nipples.
Ludmila was also a Black Dragon, but she had a more mature and toned body compared to Dee.
”Sluuuurp… What’s wrong? Should I stop?”
I stopped sucking her nipple because Ludmila said no.
”Ah, no… I mean, it’s not that… It’s just…”
”What do you want me to do?”
Since Ludmila hesitated, I decided to tease her nipple with my fingers instead.
”Hmm, ooh. Don’t touch there. N-no, not the nipples!”
”So, the nipples are off-limits, huh? Then how about this?”
I said, positioning Ludmila with her hands on the table and her back to me. Then, I inserted my son, who was ready for action again, from behind.
As I thrust into her, I held her perfectly shaped buttocks firmly and started pounding her with a rhythmic ‘Plap Plap’.
”Huff, no! I can’t do this! I look like a wild animal! Ah, ah, ah! Lord Blackdagger, I can’t do this in such a position, Plap Plap!”
Ludmila’s gaze fell upon the full-length mirror in front of her, where she saw herself being ravaged like an animal.
”Ludmila! Move your hips more! Come on!”
”Nooo! I can’t do something so indecent! Ah, ah, don’t grind like that! I’ll move, I’ll move! Nooo!”
I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and thrust greedily into her, pounding her pussy.
Her love juices, now frothy and white, dripped from her intimate place.
I thrust deeply into her pussy, and the stimulation was so intense that Ludmila’s knees almost buckled, as if she was about to collapse.
”Is this all it takes for the leader of the Black Wing to crumble?”
I thrust my son deep inside Ludmila with a ‘Plap’.
”Ahh, I can’t take it anymore! I can’t stand if you keep doing this!”
I made Ludmila kneel on the floor and increased the speed of my thrusts.
The muffled sounds of ‘Slurp Slurp’ filled Ludmila’s ears, and she blushed furiously, shaking her head in denial.
”Eeeek! Nooo! It’s gonna break! Stop swirling it around so much! It’s gonna break! Nooooo!”
”Ludmila! Make sure you catch every last drop!”
With the final thrust, I hit Ludmila’s womb, and I held her hips tight so she couldn’t escape, just like a male dog, and I scattered my sperm inside her.
”Ughhh! To be bred like this…I’m gonna get pregnant with Lord Blackdagger’s baby!”
Ludmila, who was climaxing while arching her back, passed out and collapsed onto the table.
”Oh, Ludmila came, too… but what a predicament.”
Flamel was still stiff, staring at me.
Both of the Black Dragon princesses next to her had passed out, and white liquid was leaking from their vaginas.
I turned to face Flamel and crossed my arms.
”U-um! Can I… have some too? I want Sir Kent’s seed…”
Flamil’s face was flushed.
Looking closely, her underwear was soaked with love juice.
Hearing her plea, I suddenly felt like being a tease.
”Sure, but if you can O-nannie in front of me, you can have as much as you want. Here, do it like this, spread your legs on the table, and play with it there.”
I put Flamel on the table, spread her legs so her secret parts were visible, and guided her hand to her sensitive spot.
”…How do I… Ah! Not there! Ah, ah!”
It seemed Flamel didn’t know how to O-nannie, so I moved her hand and gave her stimulation.
”Touch it like I did, and you’ll start to feel good. If you move your fingers more intensely with the pleasure, you’ll come. Come on, do it.”
”…Ah, yes. Ah, ah, something’s coming out… I’m feeling floaty.”
Flamel faithfully replicated my instructions and started O-nannying.
It seemed that just tracing her secret spot wasn’t enough stimulation, so she lightly inserted a finger and started swirling it around.
”Ugh… I can’t stand it anymore! Ugh… I can’t stop myself! Sir Kent, please don’t look!”
Watching Flamil’s depraved state, my son was getting hard and couldn’t hold back, starting to stir within himself.
Shh, shh, shh
”Come on, spread your legs wider and show me more. Show me Flamil’s sexy side.”
My words made Flamil react even more, her face turning red as she frantically worked her way into the pleasure of her ONannie.
And as she reached the peak of her pleasure, her legs trembled and a liquid burst from her secret place.
”Ugh… so good… something… came out! I did it!”
The tide that erupted from Flamil’s secret place splashed onto my body, wetting me.
The one who released the tide was lost in the afterglow of ecstasy, her face blank.
”A maid spitting out her tide on her master…”
I muttered, and the afterglow of ecstasy faded from Flamil’s face, replaced by a pale color.
Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Flamil trembled.
”I…I’m so sorry! As a maid, to dirty Sir Kent’s clothes… what a rude thing to do… how can I apologize…”
I pushed Flamil down and removed her underwear, my son, still hard from the excitement, was forced into her quivering, wet secret place.
Flamil’s vagina was wet with love fluid, so my son was easily accepted.
Plop plop plop!
I felt the sensation of flesh tearing and something breaking through my rod.
”Ugh… ugh… ugh… ugh… ugh…”
Flamil, believing this pain was punishment from me, held back a scream.
Seeing the pained expression on Flamil’s beautiful face, a black impulse boiled up within me, and I couldn’t control my actions.
I want to torment this woman even more.
I wrapped my arms around Flamil’s waist, giving her no time to recover, and ravaged her insides with my son.
”Ugh… uh… uh… uhhhh”
Flamil endured the pain of losing her virginity, accepting my actions without resistance.
I guess I’m in a pretty good mood today.
Usually, I wouldn’t force myself on a virgin like this, but Flamil’s looks seem to be tickling my sadistic desires, making the sex more intense.
”Come on, show me your face.”
Slapping her hips with a “PlapPlap” sound, I grab her chin and turn her towards me.
”Ugh, mm, mmnnnnn~~~”
Flamil, with her furrowed brows, was enduring the pain.
But besides her pained expression, her vaginal muscles were gripping tightly, waiting to release the seed.
”Ah, mm, nn, nn, I can’t help but make a sound… ah…”
As I continued my piston movements, Flamil seemed to get used to the pain. The expression of pain and furrowed brows on her face began to soften, replaced with a slightly flushed and dazed look.
”Flamil, you can’t make a sound even if you enjoy it. This is punishment for splashing me with seawater, so you’re my sex toy, and you have to stay silent until I cum.”
I guess I’m being a bit harsh on Flamil.
Her looks and personality just seem to bring out my sadistic side, making me want to torment her.
With her voice forbidden, Flamil was biting down on her maid apron, receiving my piston movements.
”Mm, mm, mm~~~n, mm…”
The sight of a high-born woman dressed in a maid outfit, with only her lower body exposed, biting down on her apron, intensified my excitement. My seed became erect with a “Plap Plap” sound, and my movements became more intense than ever before.
”It’s all Flamil’s fault this happened. Ugh, it’s tightening. I’m about to go. I’m going to shoot! I’ll make sure Flamil knows who she belongs to!”
As I started the final thrust, Flamil shivered slightly and experienced small climaxes repeatedly, dripping warm liquid from her genitals each time.
Right at the peak of the sensation, I pushed my seed into Flamil’s deepest part, releasing my explosive urge.
Brrrr… Squelch squelch… Brrrr…
With a loud ejaculation sound, my sticky sperm spurted out into Flamil’s vagina, which had never been inseminated by anyone.
”Hmmmm, Fuuuuuuuu!!!!”
Flamil had an epic orgasm, her eyes rolled back in her head, and she passed out. But her body was squeezing tight, like she was sucking up the sperm.
”Phew, finally calmed down.”
After finishing, I pulled my son out of Flamil’s vagina.
She had some red stuff on hrt, proof of hrt purity. It made me excited all over again to think that my sperm had defiled the pouch she’d kept for over 3 hundred years.
Maybe I have a thing for high-class girls, huh?
I sat on the couch, stretched my legs on the table, and just basked in the feeling of conquest while watching the 3 Maid girls sprawled out on the floor, dripping white stuff from their vaginas.
After that, I moved us to the bedroom and got busy with the 3 of them for a few more rounds. Flamil became one of my sex slaves.
But I gave her one piece of advice.
I told her flat out that I wasn’t Orphée Bleu, but Kent Blackdagger. If she wanted to be my mistress, she had to serve me, not Orphée Bleu’s reincarnation.
She has Fortesia living inside her, so I figured I better make sure she understood.
Flamil looked deeply into my eyes after a long moment of silence.
”Lady Fortesia seems to be in agreement. She also seems to have fallen for Sir Kent, so I will serve Sir Kent,” she declared, breaking off her connection with Orphée Bleu.
Kent, you’re so wrapped up in your fantasies it’s hard to believe this is work.
You’re practically back to being a gigolo.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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