Our Long-Missed Home
Though it grated on me something fierce, how could I heartlessly ignore Ariel howling in that utterly pathetic pose? What mother in the world could pretend not to see her child suffering?
Raipelth, who had demanded a solution from me, clearly felt the same reluctance—but she couldn't just walk past Ariel getting brutalized like that. And so, she extended her hands to me, this devil incarnate.
Of course, those hands were clenched into trembling fists, and when I explained the method, her face was the picture of a queen forced to beg for humiliation and degradation from a fiend.
Hell, it was a miracle she didn't smash my skull into a patbingsu right then with a cry of "Shut your trap!" Her beautiful features blazed with fury directed straight at me.
"You...!!"
"If you hate it that much... waiting your turn patiently is an option too, right? Like I said, any other time might be different, but since Eleonora herself begged to personally train the lords she once served..."
Of course, that was a lie.
I'd never imagined running into this mother-daughter duo—people I'd only heard about from Eleonora—let alone kidnapping them on day one. Eleonora begging for it? No way.
All I knew was that Violet was hiding something up her sleeve. I had no clue it was that cheeky teleportation spell.
I'd nearly fallen for Violet's trick, and Raipelth and Ariel had just happened to storm the chapel at the exact moment we teleported in.
Still, it didn't feel like we'd gotten unlucky.
What head of state crashes a religious ceremony armed to the teeth, knights in tow, on horseback?
Something we didn't know about had gone down in their world.
My women and I had simply gotten caught in their mess.
I'd get the details straight from this married queen's body soon enough. For now, I turned to Raipelth, who was staring at Eleonora still thrusting her hips like a bitch in heat, as if checking if my words were true or false.
"So, you in? Or...?"
"...Even if I do, it won't make things any better. But I resent this situation—you've trapped me with your filthy schemes."
I dragged out my words on purpose, flashing a sleazy grin. Raipelth, having made up her mind, spun away from me briskly, as if to get it over with fast.
"Whoa..."
"Jealous? 'Cause you sure don't have an ass that plump."
Raipelth approached Eleonora, who was still slamming her hips into Ariel under the pretense of inserting the suppository to satisfy her own lust. Violet, unable to hide her admiration for Raipelth's backside, let out an involuntary gasp.
I casually rolled Violet's nipple between my fingers in response, making her yelp.
"W-who said I was jealous?! M-my ass is plenty plump and juicy too—a fine sow's rump!"
"Sure, everything but your tits."
"Y-you...?!?!"
She already had a complex about it—did you have to point it out so bluntly?!
Violet's teary eyes seemed to scream at me.
"Of course, being small means they react instantly to the slightest touch. Especially those nipples—they're so sensitive, tormenting them is pure delight."
"Y-you give with one hand and take with the other...?!?"
As if getting back at me, Violet shook her hips hard against mine with a smack, melting completely around my scorching cock buried in her now-liquefied pussy.
"But you love your big sis anyway, right?"
"Y-yes, yesss... I love Master... and your cock too... love me forever... ♥"
"Me too! Love my ass too! Christia's pussy and ass with the Saintess's... ♥"
"Butt out when you're not wanted, mutt."
While I toyed with Violet's nipple, Raipelth squeezed past Ariel with difficulty. Unlike before, she now faced us, flaunting her breasts and pussy.
"..."
Even as she exposed everything to me—even though showing her shame holes like back in the chapel was no big deal right now—
Raipelth's tits jiggled up and down with every step, her dignified face contrasting sharply with the thick bush of red pubic hair screaming vulgarity from her crotch.
[At least her armpits are embarrassing!]
Whether she refused to yield to my intimidation or figured now wasn't the time to worry about her chastity—
Unlike moments ago, her hips and ass swayed side to side, arms pinned tight to her sides, digging under her tits to cross them.
"N-no... don't listen to him! You mustn't obey that monster... n-nooo...?!?"
"Adapting this quickly already! As expected of my princess! Hehe... then I can pick up the pace a bit..."
"No! Absolutely not! I-I'm gonna cum again. My bladder might empty out down there too—ah, grrr...!!"
"..."
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Raipelth ignored Ariel's pleas to stop her, even as the girl suffered her filthy ordeal, and kept walking toward us.
At first glance, she could've been the haughty noble wife from any comic—but naked as the day she was born, and especially the item in her hand, evoked a contradictory aura of nobility and lewdness from Raipelth.
Of course, her slowing steps as she neared us betrayed her haughty act.
Setting that aside, I stroked Raipelth's childbearing hips when she arrived, then held out my palm for her to hand it over.
"Hand it over if you brought it."
"Nngh... I won't forget this. Never. My daughter and I will never forgive you... h-hng...!"
"I get it, so just hand it over. Or should I knock you up right here? Might be easier that way. After you pop out ten of my kids, you won't even want to resist anymore."
My mention of pregnancy drew stares from all sides, but I ignored them and kept my hand out to Raipelth.
"This... is what you meant, right...?"
The weight landing in my palm came with a grotesquely vivid sight.
Raipelth had brought a double-ended dildo, identical to the ones jammed in Eleonora's and Ariel's assholes right now.
"Ugh, feels like groping someone else's dick. Gross."
Even knowing it was fake, the realism hit hard—as a guy with his own massive cock, I felt a weird rivalry or whatever.
Seeing and touching were worlds apart, and this drove it home vividly.
"Then lemme do it! I wanna shove this up Her Majesty's asshole too!"
"Hey now, don't you dare! That's a privilege for Master and the Knight Captain only."
"Pfft... you always favor the teacher..."
Who was this lewd saintess who once tried to reclaim Christia from me after I trained her with a dildo? Violet pouted at my flat refusal and shook her hips petulantly again.
Christia, trained by her for days, just blushed and hung her head.
Anyway, having taken the dildo from Raipelth, I tilted my head, gesturing for her to turn around.
"You heard me? Turn your back to us and spread your ass cheeks with both hands."
"..."
As if she'd expected it from Ariel's example, Raipelth began turning her back to us.
Urga sis, not missing this queenly humiliation, had planted her tits on my head like a spectator. Somehow, even the elf had poked her head out from under the blanket,
eyes locked on Raipelth, now fully facing away from us.
"D-don't look..."
Despite turning her head against the barrage of stares, Raipelth had no intention of defying my order. With a low mutter thick with shame, she reached back for her ass.
"Hold up."
"W-what...? What fresh humiliation now...!!"
"Bend your knees a bit in that pose. Stick that slutty ass right in my face."
"S-slutty?! How dare you be so rude...!!"
Words aside, her queenly, juicy ass—slightly above my eye level—descended like an elevator hitting the first floor.
"A bit more... a bit more... there. Now spread 'em."
"Nngh...!"
Along with her cum-matted bush and the white globs dripping from her pussy slit, the realization she had to bare her asshole too hit her anew. Heat from humiliation, shame, and rage poured from Raipelth's mouth in rough bursts.
"That auntie's turned on, huh?"
"I am not! Who gets excited from this kind of shame, you—!!"
"Kuhuhu, didja see that auntie check out Eleonora the slut?"
Urga sis, now fully a spectator with her tits comfy on my crown, let out a vile chuckle at Raipelth's spectacle. Raipelth whipped her head away in refusal.
"...I won't forget this."
"Good, we won't either. Everyone here's gonna remember how slutty Her Majesty's asshole is."
"Every word you spit just makes me want to wash my ears out!"
Grabbing fistfuls of her plump ass—flesh bulging between her fingers—Raipelth let out a stifled groan of shame and yanked her cheeks apart.
Revealed before us was the queen's asshole, a beautiful chrysanthemum shape just like Ariel's.
"Mmm, mouthwatering."
"Eek?!"
So I went ahead and licked it.