Defiled Empire's Oracle: Princess Mine's Fall (2)
Her pussy grows hot. Her pussy grows hot. Her pussy grows hot.
The man before her is a villain who kidnapped her—a princess—without a care for her station, imprisoned her, sneered at her, and treated her with utter contempt. Worse still, he is the sworn enemy of Emilia, the closest friend of her soul. He may not have laid a hand on her in violence, but he is undoubtedly a man deserving of her deepest hatred.
And yet. For some inexplicable reason, the moment she touches his body, she loses all control. Contact with him blanks her mind, clenches her womb tight, sets her heart pounding. A strange, indescribable emotion surges up uncontrollably, leaving her helpless...
*Slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... smooch... suck... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp...*
Princess Mine engulfed the throbbing cock before her with obscene fervor, sometimes boldly, stimulating it with her entire mouth. Thanks to succubus Mona's tutelage, her motions were deft and skilled, her heart brimming with overflowing affection for the shaft right before her eyes.
So delicious. So blissful. Just having this dick in her mouth made her feel like her very core was melting, flowing into it—an absurd, overwhelming happiness swelling within her.
'It's... getting so hot down there...'
'It's like... right now, with my mouth... I'm sucking my own pussy...'
That shameful place she could scarcely name aloud. The precious core of a woman. The more she sucked his cock, the wetter Mine's pussy grew.
She couldn't fathom the mechanism, but she dimly guessed Mona had done something to her body. Perhaps contact with Melrn Count's dick triggered unbearable heat, or linked the sensations of her mouth and pussy... With her sharp mind, Mine could piece it together easily enough.
But what good was guessing?
*Slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... smack... smack... smack... smack... smack...*
Princess Mine's cheeks hollowed as she sucked the cock deep, bobbing her face up and down. She stimulated and devoured it even with her throat, yet Melrn Count's shaft remained rigidly erect, showing no signs of release.
'Feels... so good... feels amazing...'
The cock spearing her throat's depths, the taste of a man's dick in her mouth—abnormal pleasure surged over any shame.
But she shouldn't. She didn't want to. Feeling joy from this man? Unthinkable. So hurry. Make it end sooner. Come already... please cum quick...*
"―――――――"
'...Ah...'
The cock she'd been nursing so devotedly slipped from Mine's mouth in an instant. Just before, Melrn Count had said something, but she hadn't caught it.
What was it? Probably some scolding.
"Aren't you ashamed? That face of yours?"
"Uh...?"
Cold eyes. A voice pitched low. At Melrn Count's fresh rebuke, Princess Mine panicked and touched her face. Flawless skin, a beauty befitting imperial blood. But saliva dribbled from her lips, her mouth and cheeks twitching in ecstasy.
She couldn't hide her joy... The realization hit her.
"This is why you're no Empire's princess—you're the Empire's whore. Even back-alley sluts don't light up like this sucking a man's cock."
"......"
"You look more vulgar every time. Don't disappoint me so much, Princess."
--All because of you. He was the one who'd dragged an innocent virgin into this mess.
His words left her feeling nothing but wronged. Too cruel.
"...It was just a mistake. I'll do better not to disappoint you."
"Hmph. Like the vulgar whore you are."
With no bra beneath, her nipples rubbed directly against the negligee's lining with every motion, sending itchy, sweet tingles of pleasure. Suppressing it, Princess Mine tentatively licked and nibbled the proffered cock, then resumed her bold sucking as before.
Her mind kept numbing, her whole being dragged toward joy and rapture. But this time, unlike before, she mustered her full reason to clamp it down.
'I'm a princess... a princess... princess...'
'No vulgar faces... be careful...'
*Slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurrrp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... slurp... smack... smack... smack... smack...*
* * *
*Gulp... splurt... splurt splurt spuuurt...*
"Nngh...!"
How much time had passed since Princess Mine devoted herself fully to service? Her head had gone completely numb and blank, her sense of time vanished entirely.
At that moment, Melrn Count suddenly gripped her head firmly, preventing escape. He unleashed hot semen straight into her mouth, down her throat—splurt splurt.
Her dazed mind snapped alert as her eyes flew wide. Mine welcomed it gladly. Ignoring the choking blockage in her airway, she gulped and gulped, swallowing every drop poured inside.
'Uuuuu♡!!'
*Gulp... gulp...*
The thick, hot sensation sliding down her esophagus, pooling heavily in her stomach—it detonated all the pent-up pleasure in an instant, driving Princess Mine to shattering climax.
Melrn Count's semen, thick with lust energy, overwhelmed her under Mona's spells, shattering her sanity. Deep inside, it kindled a bizarre heat no normal life could produce...
*Gulp...* Haa... haa... haa...
The last drop swallowed, his cock slipped from Mine's mouth. Still erect and heaving, it drew her fever-bright gaze.
Ahh, that sight. She couldn't tear her eyes away. From the majestic cock before her—the one that had filled her mouth...
"......"
Foggy, clouded eyes. A blank, entranced face fixed on the dick. Melrn Count frowned down at her arrogantly, saying nothing.
Who knew what he thought. But since he'd cum, her mouth-pussy service clearly hadn't displeased him. Whether dazed Mine registered that was another matter.
"...Strip. Take it off, Princess."
After a lingering pause savoring the afterglow, Melrn Count commanded. Mine, sighing in heated stupor, snapped to instant obedience.
*Rustle... rustle...*
She set aside the sheer negligee that had clung translucently to her skin, the sopping panties plastered to her precious folds.
Her lewd, beautiful female form lay utterly exposed. Naked, obscene flesh. Supple skin like it would melt in the mouth; full, enticing breasts perfect to touch or behold. Hips and ass made for pounding, seducing any man—yet from head to toe, she radiated the fresh, slender vitality of a maiden in her prime.
Where Emilia evoked golden-ratio perfection, like a goddess's own sculpture, Princess Mine was an unattainable noble flower, blending regal grace with maternal femininity to tempt. Any man would call her stunning.
Melrn Count admired her nude form a moment, then reached for her crotch. Parting the sticky slit, he plunged fingers into the hole below.
"Eek!" Princess Mine's shoulders hunched.
"Princess, you're soaked down here. That much for a man's cock?"
"Ugh... kkh... haa...!"
"A dick-addicted princess? This kingdom's done for."
*Squish... squish... squish squish squish squish squish... squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...*
With each finger thrust, her body jerked and spasmed. Even a slight motion, grazing her wrinkled inner walls, ignited scorching ecstasy, leaving her helpless.
Before such a sight, Melrn Count's eyes fixed on her lower belly. There gleamed a Yin Pattern akin to Emilia's.
Normally, the seals he branded on kidnapped slaves were invisible and simple—unlike this one on Mine. She'd started with the standard mark, but today he'd had Mona imprint a new, elaborate one for future plans.
'Looks fine.'
Reacting to the semen he'd just pumped inside, the intricate pattern pulsed with eerie light.
The meager pleasure from fingers alone? Probably its doing. Her pussy clenched fresh and tight around them, welcoming like an embrace.
He shook off the clinging folds and withdrew. Mine sighed "Ah..." in watery-eyed regret.
"M-Melrn... Melrn Count...!"
Princess Mine called to him in a trembling voice. The seal on her belly still glowed lewdly.
"Melrn... Count... please... please... uh... hurry...!"
Honey drooled from her stirred slit. Her eyes locked hungrily on his crotch—on the rigidly erect cock, pupils drowned in greed...
"Put it in... now... please... I beg you... haa... ah...!"