Chapter 17
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 17
Chapter Title: Selecting My Two Guards
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"I'll choose my two guards."
Niu pondered for a moment before settling on a safe choice.
He still lacked the courage and resolve to plant his seed in the Emperor's womb.
Besides, the bitches on offer were relatively lacking if he were to go for an orgy.
To be precise, none of them measured up to the elevated standards set by the game heroines.
Once your tastes refine, low-quality fare doesn't even tempt you.
Sure, humans crave snacks now and then, but only if they match your caliber.
So he planned to practice with the most familiar bitches—the ones with unwavering loyalty.
It might seem like exploitation at a glance, but it was also a mark of trust.
As expected.
Orpheus nodded, her expression tinged with regret.
Even as her eyes burned with lust, she kept her distance—just as he'd predicted.
There were no special perks for a first mating, but...
Missing out on that prime moment was regrettable all the same.
"Very well. I've prepared a room on the second floor, so consummate your union there."
"Thank you."
"No need for thanks. In any case, complete your first act up there, and..."
Orpheus glanced around, steadying her breath.
She wiped the regret from her face, resuming her usual icy demeanor.
"Now that you've made your choice, the rest of you are dismissed."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Noble ladies and young misses alike.
A chorus of disappointed voices echoed as the women filed out.
Regret, annoyance at not being chosen.
A swirl of negative emotions, yet they all accepted it readily enough.
It was inevitable, after all.
Most had resigned themselves to not being picked from the start.
Once the women had gone, Orpheus descended the stairs.
"I'll retire to rest as well, so take your time and relax before coming out."
"Thank you."
"And you two."
Orpheus narrowed her eyes at Antiope and Ekyon.
Her gaze was sharp as a dagger piercing their hearts.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Both women felt the backs of their necks stiffen.
They could barely muster a reply, let alone a thought.
"Care for my son without fail. And don't forget: a brood bitch's duty is obedience."
"We'll keep it in mind."
The two bowed deeply, their manners impeccable, their bodies flawless.
Orpheus's tone was frigid, but inwardly, she was quite pleased.
She recognized—and approved of—their efforts to cater to Niu's tastes.
"Good. See that you never forget."
Even so, she drove the point home once more.
A tool expressed no will of its own; it simply served its function.
Their sole focus must be satisfying Niu.
With that curt warning, Orpheus departed.
The vast hall was left strewn with remnants of food and drink—and the three of them alone.
Now it's for real.
In the hush all around, Niu placed a hand over his heart.
Aware of the bitches at his side, tension and excitement stirred within him.
"Shall we head to the room first?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Yes, Crown Prince."
At their master's tentative suggestion, both women's eyes lit up.
They were utterly eager for the mating.
Agreement reached, they headed straight up to the second floor.
The grand banquet hall revolved around the festivities, but rest areas were provided too.
Partying took its toll, after all.
Balconies, terraces, bedrooms.
Facilities tailored to every purpose dotted the space.
Here it is.
Niu paused before the nearest door, caught his breath, then pushed it open.
Impeccable maintenance meant not even a creak.
Once inside, what next?
Sex videos were half fantasy anyway—couldn't just mimic them.
Or should he simply go with the flow?
A torrent of worries flooded his mind, but only for a moment.
"Welcome."
In the spacious room stood an opulent bed.
The woman beside it smiled in greeting, and Niu's mind went blank.
"Wet Nurse? Why are you here?"
He blurted in flustered surprise.
He'd never imagined encountering his Wet Nurse Cadmos in a place like this.
The women who'd followed him gaped in shock too.
Totally unforeseen.
"I've come to guide you through a pleasurable first time. It's part of a Wet Nurse's duty, after all."
"Guidance? From you?"
Sex guidance? This wasn't some adult webtoon...
The sheer absurdity doused his excitement and tension in an instant.
His rigid shoulders slumped.
"Yes. I know it's startling, but have a seat on the bed first. It'll come naturally as we proceed."
"Uh... alright. Got it."
Dazed, Niu sank onto the edge of the bed.
Plush and pristine, with sleek black sheets that felt divine.
"Now, you two—come closer. Sit right beside Lord Niu."
Did they really have to mate with a spectator present?
Was this how it was supposed to go?
Ekyon and Antiope shared the same doubts, but they obeyed regardless.
They couldn't dream of defying the Crown Prince's Wet Nurse.
Besides, with their long-awaited moment so near, they were burning with impatience.
One observer was a trivial concern.
Ekyon on the right, Antiope on the left.
They pressed right up against Niu on either side, as instructed.
"Lord Niu, start by touching these two bitches' bodies—no undressing yet. Just as you please."
The sweet scents wafting from the bitches flanking him.
The Wet Nurse's coaxing voice, urging from a discreet distance.
More than enough to reignite his cooled arousal.
Like a man under hypnosis, Niu draped his arms around their waists.
Having simmered down once before, his desire now boiled over even faster.
"Ah, ngh..."
Both bitches flushed crimson and moaned, as if they'd been waiting for this.
Powerful, rigid arms encircling their waists.
Gentle rubs over their taut bellies from the man's hands, setting their lower abdomens ablaze.
Just like the first time they'd masturbated fantasizing about Niu—a sharp, insistent ache deep inside.
Their wombs heating with the craving for a child.
Their ovaries twitching vividly, prepping for ovulation.
Niu felt the blood surging toward his cock as well.
His head grew feverish.
Throb. The cock concealed beneath his pants and underwear pulsed fiercely.
As if screaming to be freed.
As lust clouded his vision, he even forgot the Wet Nurse was watching.
He simply yearned to fuck the bitches at his sides.
True to that urge, he seized their breasts, still confined by their uniforms.
Heavy, massive handfuls that swallowed his grip whole.
"Ahnng...♥"
The bitches rolled their eyes and cried out in lewd ecstasy.
No pretense—it was genuine.
The harder Niu kneaded their breasts, the stiffer their nipples grew beneath the fabric.
Their wombs burned hotter; their chests prickled with need.
Surrendering to his rough touch, the bitches let their gazes drift downward.
There it was—the cock writhing beneath his pants.
They wanted to see it. To touch it.
Curiosity and lust spurred them on.
"When the cock's suffering like that, don't you need to strip off those pants and relieve it right away?"
Just then, the order they'd been waiting for arrived.
Like rain on parched earth.
"Pardon the liberty."
"Your Highness, let me make you comfortable. Could you lift your hips for a moment?"
At the bitches' pleading, Niu raised his hips slightly.
Now's the time.
Breasts still offered up, they deftly tugged down his pants with practiced ease.
Urgency and anticipation gleamed in their eyes.
"Waaah...♥"
In that instant, a hushed gasp of awe escaped the bitches' lips.
Eyes wide, mouths agape—they radiated reverence.
It was enormous.
An atrocious monster cock, thick as his forearm and just as long, throbbing right before them.
Ferocious enough to pulverize a bitch's belly and guts alike upon entry.
Even the bulging veins along its surface pulsed with life.
Beyond mere superiority—an overwhelming symbol of male dominance laid bare. Even the Wet Nurse blushed.
It had been years since she'd last seen his manhood, back when he was a child.
Drip. At the sight of the cock, all three bitches' crotches grew slick.
No trace of fear.
To accept a superior male's giant cock, one needed the proper pedigree.
Run-of-the-mill bitches would only end up mangled.
But these gathered bitches possessed bodies honed for breeding.
They could take that ferocious tool with room to spare.
In fact, only such a savage cock could satisfy them.
A puny, pathetic prick would bring no thrill—only disappointment.
"It's already fully erect, but rile up that cock a bit more. Give it a light rub with your hands."
The Wet Nurse recovered first and spoke up.
She deliberately chose crude, vulgar terms over refined ones.
"C-Cock...?"
Ekyon stammered, voice quivering.
She and Antiope alike couldn't tear their eyes from it.
"Mating demands you pour out your desires openly and vulgarly. Blunt words are part of it."
The cruder the copulation, the finer the child conceived.
Social status be damned.
The Wet Nurse's doctrine was brutal, yet laced with an odd truth.
A perfect pretext for bitches and males in heat.
"Yes. Understood."
Ekyon reached out with trembling hands, wrapping them softly around the cock.
Far too thick for one hand alone.
Antiope followed suit a beat later.
The hefty weight, searing heat, vigorous throbs.
The bitches' eyes glazed over with lust as they handled the monstrous shaft.
"Ngh...!"
Niu's brow furrowed at the caress.
Not from pain—pure overstimulation.
"Your Highness...! Are you alright? Did we grip too hard?"
"Should we ease up?"
"No need to panic. It feels so good it's tingling—keep rubbing that cock freely."
The clueless bitches fretted, but the Wet Nurse's words soothed them.
They resumed teasing the giant cock.
Stroking the shaft tenderly, kneading the heavy ballsack.
As if urging it to churn out prime seed.
The ballsack twitched.
A chilling surge crept up from the base of the stimulated cock pillar.
"Wet Nurse... I'm gonna cum."
Niu muttered, eyes half-lidded.
The all-too-familiar build-up left him at a loss.
Let it blow here? Or on someone specific?
He had masturbation down pat, but zero sex experience—total confusion.
"Do whatever Lord Niu desires. Just... I don't think wasting good seed in the air is wise."
The Wet Nurse chimed in, cheeks flushing.
She longed to wedge herself between them but held back.
The protagonist of the night had chosen his two bitches.
Not even the Emperor had been selected—how could she intrude?
Regret gnawed at her; she rubbed her thighs together to quell it.
Rubbing to simmer down her raging lust.
Facial's awkward, but letting it go to waste...
Niu mulled her advice.
Follow his whims, sure—but options overwhelmed.
Even as he dithered, the pressure mounted; the cock shuddered violently.
A prelude to imminent release.
Sensing it, the two bitches eased their strokes.
Just enough to stave off the peak, buying him a little more time to think.
"Both of you—take it on your faces."
In the end, he settled on a facial.
Some semen wasted, perhaps, but the fairest compromise.
"Yes, Crown Prince."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The bitches complied without a hint of protest, pressing their faces close.
Decision made, they ramped up the stroking to hasten his climax.
As semen swelled within, the giant cock ballooned further.
Like a kinked hose bloated with pressure.
"Ah, mmm..."
At last, Niu groaned and squeezed his eyes shut.
Darkness flooded his vision; a cool rush of liberation surged from his cock.
Spurt, spurt!
Not his first ejaculation ever, but the first sprayed onto bitches erupted forth.
A vicious jet like backed-up piss finally unleashed.
Endless volleys of hot, weighty globs.
The bitches clamped their eyes shut, accepting the semen barrage on their faces.
A pungent male stench strong enough to skew their senses.
The sticky essence of cum, brand new to them—yet pure joy.
So hot, so musky... so heavy♥
Soft smiles played on the bitches' lips, eyes still sealed.
The heavier the load piling on their faces, the happier they grew.
Ah... this is insane.
Niu propped himself up with both hands and slowly blinked his eyes open.
Unlike solo sessions, the ejaculation dragged on.
All the more euphoric—and disorienting.
As if his very soul were being yanked out.
"...Hah."
Finally, after a full minute, the prolonged climax tapered off.
A bladder-emptying refreshment washed over him, yet his cock stood proud and vital.
"Wow..."
Niu tilted his head down in admiration.
Their faces were a semen-smeared mess.
Breasts pooled with excess they couldn't catch—it was mesmerizing.
This... feels pretty damn good.
Embarrassment incomparable to jacking off.
Pride swelled at owning these elite bitches.
"Hahk, hahk...♥"
The bitches panted like dogs, faces glazed in cum.
Far from displeased—they were lost in semen bliss, rooted in place.
Drip, drip.
Their thighs quaked; clear fluid gushed from their crotches.
Proof of their shattering orgasms.