Ulsro Kingdom - Cleanup and Preparations (7)
"I-I'm not really sorry, you know...! Because Mercy had this amazing man all to herself♡ Mom’s been left alone and lonely while her daughter gets stuffed by a cock every day—how unfair is that? I’m a woman too... I want to be pounded silly by a cock as well♥ So, so... I’ve become your husband’s very own private cunt♥"
Part of it was just her trying to match the situation Valdes had set up, but half of it was sincere.
If he had truly been her daughter’s lover, her future son-in-law, that would have been one thing. But now that the truth was out, the matter was simple enough: she had a deeper relationship with him than Mercedes did. They had spent longer together, too. More than guilt over her daughters, what she felt was satisfaction—the fulfillment of a love she had finally claimed.
"Can you say things like that in front of your daughters too?"
"I-in front of my daughters...? Haa, haa..."
Just imagining it made her pussy gush with thick, shuddering moisture.
They already knew she belonged to Valdes. But that was one thing; showing off this obscene, shameless side of herself was another entirely. As a mother, and as a queen, it was not something she could do easily.
That was why, whenever the conversation turned to Valdes, she mostly listened and blushed carefully, her head bowed. Her dignity was already in rather sad shape, but even so, she still had a final line she would not cross.
"I-I can... I can do it.... For you, husband, I..."
"No."
Valdes cut her off cleanly.
"Huh?"
"Don’t do it for me. Decide that for yourself. Why are you using me as an excuse?"
"Ah... h-hehe♡ R-right... I’m sorry. Haa... B-Beatris is a filthy slut, haa, and I can do it even in front of my daughters♥"
"Is that so?"
A wicked smile curved across the boy’s face.
"Then... think of your daughters watching, and say it again."
"My daughters...."
Beatris swallowed hard, trembling with a dizzying thrill.
Just imagining it made her heart pound and the lower part of her belly tingle sweetly. The fruit of betrayal and corruption was more seductive, more delicious, than she had ever expected. Her hardened nipples quivered and twitched.
When he saw her tense up so intensely from the heat of it, Valdes came out from behind the crystal orb and sat right beside her.
"A-ah, husband...?"
With her shoulders pressed close enough to touch his hip, the queen blinked in confusion. In spite of her own attitude, he casually threw an arm over her shoulders.
Because of their difference in height, the pose itself was slightly awkward, but Valdes carried himself with such mature ease that it looked entirely natural. Then his hand naturally slid down and closed over her generous breast.
"Haaah!"
A sultry cry slipped from her lips.
The moment his hand seized her breast, her hypersensitive body began to tremble. If he had pressed a little harder, she might have come already from that alone. That was how overstimulated she was.
Valdes paid no attention to whatever reaction she made and simply kneaded her breast. He spread his palm wide and worked it with a vigorous motion, as though massaging dough.
"Mnngh, ahh... haah! Ah, hahk...♥ Ah, ughh...!"
Lost in the bliss of having her breast fondled, Beatris could only groan softly. The feeling of his palm pressing into her nipples was especially electrifying.
"What are you doing?"
"N-no, hehe?"
"Aren’t you going to do it?"
"Huh! Wh-what... oh."
Remembering what he had asked her a moment ago, she finally understood.
Even if they were the only ones here, this state of hers was embarrassing enough. And now she had to imagine her daughters watching in her mind, too, which made the shame twice as bad. A small pang of regret flickered through her—she should have done this earlier, when she had still been swept up in the mood—but in the end the queen opened her mouth.
"M-Mercy, and... Mari. F-from now on, Mother will... carve the mark of being Husband’s woman into my lower belly...♡ Hm, and after that... I’ll be pounded by a young male cock, and, yes, I’ll receive a whole lot of semen in the womb where you girls grew up... Hiiht! A-and then, I’m going to... make you a little brother...♥"
Beatris paused there. Even while merely reciting the words that rose in her mind for daughters who were not even here, it still felt so shameful that she could not possibly say any more.
But with Valdes sitting right beside her, there was no way she could stop now. So, almost as if practicing self-hypnosis, she covered both eyes with the back of her hand.
"Ungh... your little brother, and, haah, the child of the husband you girls love... so, yes, he’d be your child too...♥ Hehe. Brother and child, yes, a cute baby I’ll give birth to with my son-in-law’s seed... take good care of him for me...."
Having finished, she turned her head to look at him as if to ask whether that was enough.
"Not bad."
"Haa... but it was still embarrassing...."
"You’re going to get even more embarrassed."
"Eh? Huh?"
At her bewildered look, Valdes laughed.
"I still think you’re a little short."
"Ahh... t-then, what... should I do?"
"Ask me for something."
"Ask... you?"
"Yeah. Ask me to the point where I’m so turned on I’d want to fuck you right away."
"......"
Her blue eyes shook violently.
She had worked so hard to bear the shame and say all that, and now an even more outrageous demand came flying at her with a teasing smile.
Still, one thing gave her a little relief: his smile was full of nothing but mischief and male desire. There was no trace of vengeance, no sick delight in breaking her down.
Because of that, even while wavering, she could obey him.
"Th-then...."
Even so, she found recording any more of this painfully awkward.
Beatris kept shooting furtive glances toward the crystal orb. Valdes nodded as if to say he understood, then rose and walked over to it. He even made a show of pretending to cut the magic off.
Not yet.
The others on the far side were already probably on their way here at full speed. The fact that he had sat beside Beatris and fondled her breast was itself a signal sent to them. He did not need to widen his senses and check; they might already be waiting just outside the door.
They would have brought the crystal orb with them, too, so they had surely watched everything all the way to the end—every word between the mother and him. Turning off the orb itself was the signal, which meant he had to summon them at precisely the right moment.
Believing that the magic glow from the artifact had vanished, Beatris climbed onto the bed and flopped onto her back. The movement flipped her nightgown upward and left her belly completely exposed.
"U-uhn... h-heh, heh. H-husband...."
With both hands lifted up by her shoulders and her legs spread, her abdomen bared, she looked exactly like a bitch offering a posture of submission. That was precisely what she was aiming for, too.
"Whimper, whimper... my beloved husband♥ Ah, to this pitiful, lewd bitch who knows nothing but Husband’s cock... please grant me your blessing...♥"
"A little lacking, but... I guess I can let it slide this time."
With that, Valdes slowly climbed up onto the bed. Under her expectant gaze, he gently stroked her belly.
"Mm... yes, haaah...♡"
"You’re not just a bitch. You’re a dog among bitches."
"Hah, if Husband tells me to do it, I’ll do it. I’ll be Husband’s... bitch♥"
"Pfft. Good enough."
With a light chuckle, he moved his finger to the lower abdomen, right above her womb.
"...Ungh! Mm, huuunngh...♡ Haaah...♥"
A ticklish current of magic seeped in through the tip of his finger. Valdes’s power flowed through her lower belly and spread throughout her body. The pleasure pouring from that place made the queen’s already overheated body writhe all over again.
"H, hngh...! Ugh, Husband...♥"
Beatris groaned and rubbed the back of her head against the mattress as waves of pleasure surged through every corner of her body.
The process of engraving the Mark always stimulated a person’s nerve endings and drew out all manner of exquisite sensations.
To this point, every woman had climaxed at least once during this moment.
That did not mean it was impossible to control. If Valdes, as the user of the Mark magic, finely regulated his mana, he could inscribe a Mark without the victim noticing at all. He simply had never bothered, because the control it required was tedious and there had never been a reason to do it.
But now, he was deliberately weakening the intensity.
The reason was simple.
Click.
"Huh, ahh... ahn, th-the door...?"
At a sound that should not have been audible, the queen’s eyes flew wide open and she snapped her head up.
And then she saw it.
The scene Valdes had wanted her to see, even while carefully holding back the pleasure of the Mark magic.
The sight of her two daughters, visiting in the dead of night.
"We’re here, Moth-er."
"Hehehe."
The sisters wore clothes every bit as indecent as the white see-through nightgown she herself was wearing.
One of them was dressed only in lingerie; the other wore something just as obscene. They were absolutely not sleepwear. They were not even the sort of clothes one would wear to visit one’s mother’s bedroom. They were the clothes of a woman determined to seduce a man.
There was no way they could have come all the way here dressed like that, which meant they had already been nearby from the start.
Most decisively of all, the crystal orb in the older daughter’s hand was impossible to miss.
In that brief instant, the wise queen assembled all the tiny clues in her mind and arrived at the correct answer.
Her reward was a surge of endless shame and excitement.
"N-no, nooo, ugh...! Ahn! Ah, hahk! Haaah─!! Ah, ahhh─♥"
She wanted to scream that they mustn’t look, but before she could even force the words out, she was struck by ecstasy far greater than before. At the same time, she could clearly feel the magical pen carving a womb tattoo into her lower abdomen.
No, no, no, no, nooo──!!
"H-heh, hehk, hrrgh... hngh...!! Nnngh─ heegh♥♥"
Inside, she screamed that it was wrong, that she had to endure it, but if that were really easy, she never would have ended up in the position she was in now on the day she had learned the truth about Valdes.
With her daughters watching, Beatris writhed on the bed in the grip of pleasure, and at last the climax became impossible to hold back. With a splash, she sprayed slick moisture and hot fluid onto the floor.
Fshhh! Fsh-shhh. Fshuuu....
"Heh, heeeyaaah, hehheh... haa...♥"
The explosion of pleasure was so fierce it left her dizzy.
Her body trembled all over.
Beatris covered her face with one hand, mortified that she had shown such a sight to her daughters. She had just come, so she felt good, but at the same time she did not want to be seen with such a face.
"Mother... no, Mom. That was cute♡"
"Hngh!"
"Mari, you too. Honestly... but it really was cute... and sexy."
"Haaah...!"
Their whispered voices reached her from close beside her, and her womb shuddered once more. It was one thing to have just climaxed, but to nearly go again so easily from her daughters’ teasing words made her feel like a complete failure as a mother.
"Ugh...."
"Don’t tease her too much. She’s probably about ready to die of self-loathing."
Valdes chuckled as he stroked the freshly engraved Mark on Beatris’s lower belly. Thanks to the effect of the Mark, even that trivial remark made her heart pound, and his voice sounded sweet enough to melt her bones.
She could understand why dragons had mating heats. It must feel something like this—so aroused that you wanted to run straight at a man, have him pin you down, and get yourself pregnant immediately.
Now that she was conscious of it, her crotch started to itch again.
"L-look, sis. Look at this."
"Why?"
"Mom’s pussy is all, like, wobbling."
"Pfft."
That was when Mari, quick to spot it, called out to her older sister.
"M-Mari! H-how can you say that to your mother!"
"Mm? Why not, Mom? Didn’t you say yourself that you were going to offer us to Oraboni?"
"Th-that’s...!"
Mercedes took Beatris by the arm and pulled her aside. Her face, which had been hidden behind Beatris’s hand until just now, was revealed, bright red and obscenely flushed, and at the same time the two daughters came fully into view.
Their faces were smiling with all the sly, sluttish delight in the world. Her own face must surely look the same. She might not be smiling, but seeing expressions like that on faces so similar to her own made her womb twitch violently.
"Then it looks like the stars of tonight are all here. Shall we start enjoying ourselves in earnest?"
"Hehe, yes!"
"Y-yeah, as expected, everyone really did... "
She had already expected as much, but hearing the indirect admission that they had arranged all this among themselves made her feel strangely unsettled.
"We wanted to see Mother becoming Vald’s woman...."
"Haa, a-a woman...."
"You said it yourself, Mother. That you were Husband’s shameless woman. Mm, it was incredibly sexy... and beautiful. It really made me think of you as the mother who gave birth to us."
Her eldest daughter released the arm of her mother, now weak in the knees, and instead reached for her breast.
"Haaah, Mother’s breasts after so long... yep, they’re still huge. And they’re still soft. Why didn’t ours grow this much?"
"W-why are you asking me that...."
"Maybe you didn’t have enough milk?"
"W-what, no, I mean, what are you...?"
Watching Beatris flail in confusion, Mercedes gave a faint snort and then leisurely took one of her breasts in hand.
It was the taste of her mother’s breast after more than twenty years. Perhaps it was only in her imagination, but it seemed to taste faintly sweet. Gripping the massive mound in both hands as though she were milking it, she tormented the nipple with the tip of her tongue before sucking on it eagerly.
"Ahh, I want to too! I want to too!"
Mari, who had been staring at the pussy all this time, took the other breast and did the same, fondling it while lapping at the nipple with hungry little sucks.
"Haaahn! A-ah, w-wait... ahn! Mm, hhaaaah♥"